The blade fell, and the doll was destroyed bit by bit, broken into countless pieces, and then crushed into powder. As the doll was shattered, the body of the torn corpse monster also exploded one after another. The rotting corpse exuded a stench and turned into a pool of pus. Before the Stitch Monster's eyes exploded, a black dot smaller than an ant carefully escaped. Shan Qingyi turned around and sensed her surroundings, but didn't notice anything unusual. "It should be [Tongming]. As for the other sublimation effect, it is unknown... The Ghost Tailor turned into this appearance because he refined himself into a doll in order to survive." Shan Qingyi squatted down and picked out something from the ashes with the tip of his knife. A jet-black sewing needle lay quietly on the tip of the knife. Previously, this needle was inserted into the back of the doll's head. After the doll was destroyed, everything else was destroyed, and only this needle remained. "A ghost with sanity must have a support, also known as a ghost hub. After killing it, the ghost hub must be found to ensure that the ghost is completely dead..." Ghost hub can not only preserve the consciousness of ghosts, but is also the best material for refining ghost-type secret treasures.
The sewing needle in front of Shan Qingyi can be used to create the top 500 ghost-type secret treasures when he takes it back to the Fourth Research Institute! Shan Qingyi found a bundle of silk. Without any further action on her part, the silk swarmed up like a living thing and wrapped around the tailor's needle, wrapping it tightly. After sealing the ghost hub, Shan Qingyi looked back at Bingwu, pinched her throat, and shouted in imitation of the ghost tailor's voice, "That blind girl named Jiang has been killed by me and chopped into pieces!" Jiang Bai's voice came from the ice mist, "Is the meat old?" Shan Qingyi:? ? ? I'm talking to you about minced meat sauce, but you ask me if the meat is old? An angry Shan Qingyi jumped to her feet and said, "Jiang Bai! That ghost counterattacked on the verge of death. I am now seriously injured and on the verge of death. Use any other cards you have, and collect the corpse for me after you use them!" In the ice mist, Jiang Bai said slowly and calmly, "It's free to collect the body. Do you prefer a sliding lid or a flip-top coffin?" "Pooh!" Shan Qingyi spat at Bingwu and cursed, "Even if you die, my aunt will not die!" "Set a small goal first and live through 1218." After saying this, Bingwu fell into silence, and Jiang Bai stopped speaking. However, Shan Qingyi's mood was far from as relaxed as it seemed. Jiang Bai didn't know what he was doing in the ice mist. The golden light was very attractive to the things in the burial ground and would continuously attract ghosts.
It was already difficult for Shan Qingyi to deal with a ghost tailor. This is just a thing buried in a burial ground. It has attracted such terrible and terrifying existence that even Qingyi has no place to escape! Shan Qingyi held the handle of the knife and felt a little calmer. "We've entered the burial ground anyway. Whether we can get out alive is another matter..." "Painter, I buried my aunt in the grave. My aunt has written this down!" "After we get out, let Jiang Bai find trouble with the painter!" "..." The death of the ghost tailor seemed to have some deterrent effect on the existence in the gray mist. Shan Qingyi was not attacked for the time being, giving her a short rest. However, Shan Qingyi can also feel that as time goes by and the things in the burial ground slowly wake up, his situation will become more and more dangerous! She had no idea how to escape from the burial ground, and Shan Qingyi couldn't leave until she got something. Shan Qingyi suddenly looked in a certain direction, and a figure emerged from the gray mist. "Brother Jiang, it's me, don't shoot!" A voice that knows the current affairs came from the gray fog. "Wei Junjie?" Shan Qingyi said warily, "Stay where you are and don't move. If you come near me again, draw your sword." Upon hearing this, the figure in the gray mist immediately stood still. Shan Qingyi asked in confusion, "Didn't you and Jiang Bai agree on a secret code? Why don't you use a secret code?" As soon as he heard this question, Wei Junjie suddenly became excited and expressed his bitterness. "My aunt Di, you don't know how seriously ill Jiang Bai is. If I really tell you the secret code, Jiang Bai will have already fired!" Shan Qingyi:? ? ? "Since the code is useless, why are you two wasting your time deciding on a code?" According to Wei Junjie, this code is more like a reminder. "It's for others to see!" Wei Junjie said confidently, "In case someone eavesdrops on our conversation, that person must think that the password is foolproof, and use the password to impersonate me to come to Jiang Bai, hehe..." Shan Qingyi:...... The heart is so dirty.
Shan Qingyi asked another question, "How do I know if you are really Wei Junjie, and you are trying to lie to me with this statement?" After all, the gray fog can isolate perception. If the distance is too far, it will be impossible to know the true identity of the other party. If the distance is too close, it will be too dangerous. The best way is to verify each other's identity at a suitable distance. Wei Junjie was already prepared. "This is simple. You can ask Jiang Bai how much the invoice amount and number were for each transaction he and I made. If I make a wrong number, I will commit suicide on the spot!" Shan Qingyi:? ? ? The relationship between the two of you is maintained by false invoices, right? However, it should be said that Wei Junjie's method is indeed effective. But Shan Qingyi refused again, "It's not convenient for Jiang Bai now. Let's find another way." "That's it..." Wei Junjie thought for a while and then revealed a secret that only a few people knew. "The lamp in the room was actually a secret treasure together with a life candle, but they were separated by a Ksitigarbha using the method of reaching the sky." "Is there still this matter?" Shan Qingyi waved, "Come on, Xiao Wei, what's going on with you and sister Lao Nao?" After hearing this, the figure who stopped in place did not dare to step forward. He can prove that he is Wei Junjie, but how can the other party prove that he is Shan Qingyi? Shan Qingyi pulled out a short knife and said viciously, "Jiang Bai's gun kills people, but my knife doesn't kill people, right?" Wei Junjie:...... You can’t afford it, right? Why are you so stupid! Faced with the threat of life and death, Wei Junjie stepped forward and reunited with Shan Qingyi again. The three of them had been separated for less than five hours, and Wei Junjie had successfully advanced to the level of transcendent. Obviously, the secret about him is not that simple, and his appearance in the burial ground is by no means an accident. Wei Junjie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shan Qingyi, and looked at Bingwu again, a little surprised. "Brother Jiang is in there?" "right." Shan Qingyi is more concerned about another thing at the moment,
"What's going on with Deng and Mingzhu?" "It's a long story..." Wei Junjie glanced at Bingwu again and muttered in his heart, "Is Jiang Bai really inside? This golden light attracts the attention of everyone in the burial place. It is extremely dangerous. Will Jiang Bai really get himself into such a dangerous place? And only let a person he just met watch?" Wei Junjie buried his doubts in his heart and continued to introduce, "Wicks and candles are originally secret treasures. Telling a secret can make a wish. The higher the value of the secret, the greater the possibility of the wish coming true...". ..... (20,02 words were updated in the first three days of September. Please urge me to update more. Thank you~)
