I Pushed Through The Weird World

Chapter 18 Killing

Not only was this old beggar's body as solid as stone, but the strange way he appeared front and back also put a lot of pressure on Gu Yan.

The corpse puppets he killed before were not even enough to carry his shoes in front of the old beggar.

Surrounded by malice, Gu Yan felt heavy in his body.

Snap.

Heavy footsteps sounded.

The old beggar was like a puppet, lifting his feet, falling down, and walking towards Gu Yan.

Every step he takes feels like stepping on Gu Yan's heart.

Now surrounded by black mist, the old beggar is getting closer step by step.

Seeing that the invulnerable old beggar was about to come within two meters, Gu Yan took a deep breath, dropped the butcher knife, leaned forward, and made fists with both hands.

Let go of all distracting thoughts, let go of fear.

"kill!"

The muscles under his feet tightened, and his right fist struck the old beggar with all the strength he had.

Whispering fist wind.

A cloud of black mist exploded.

Just as he was about to be hit by Gu Yan, the old beggar turned into a ball of black mist.

The condensed power rushed to nothing.

Gu Yan choked, and the pain of muscle tearing came from his arm.

The black fog dispersed.

Even the flames on the right are still raging.

Under the black mist, there was a sense of death, as if it had lost its color, gray and gloomy.

Covering his arms, Gu Yan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Time passed bit by bit.

Gu Yan adjusted his mentality and tried to go out.

But I found that no matter how hard I tried, I would end up back where I was.

His past life experience could not give him any help at this time.

After many failed attempts, his physical strength and spirit slumped a lot.

"Fuck, I'm going to hit the street."

This is simply two-dimensional characters playing three-dimensional, no fun.

Just when his suppressed frustration was about to reach its limit.

In the dark fog, two dots of red light attracted his attention.

It's the child he saved just now!

He huddled in the corner, covering his mouth with one hand, and pointing at the side of Gu Yan with the other, his blood eyes were very conspicuous in the black mist.

The position pointed by the finger is the place where a pile of tattered clothes was thrown away.

Gu Yan moved his eyes and walked towards the burning fire.

"I burnt this house down, I don't believe you didn't reveal anything!"

Go to the fire on the right, and you will pass by the previous small fire.

One step, two steps

When approaching a small fire.

Gu Yan suddenly stepped forward with his left foot, and his right foot turned into a battle axe, slashing towards the top of the clothes.

This kick was too sudden.

"Hiss~"

Kongyou screamed.

A crooked figure appeared out of thin air, flew more than three meters, and the torso folded in half and hit the earth wall hard.

This kick actually broke the opponent's spine.

"So crispy!"

Feel the touch from the right foot, and the suppressed emotions surge up.

Without waiting for the old beggar to get up from the ground, Gu Yan jumped and jumped, and smashed the old beggar's head with one knee.

Kaka.

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

The old beggar's slender neck was overwhelmed, twisted and broken, and was dragged by the skin of the neck and hung dangling on his chest.

Pale bone spurs pierced through the skin of the neck, exposing the body. Along with the swaying neck, a piece of blood still dripping from the open mouth fell out.

Because of a broken spine, his torso could only writhe like a reptile on the ground.

"call!"

Gu Yan looked at the old beggar wriggling on the ground, backed away, put his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.

A set of actions seems to only have two moves.

But under the tiger's curse, Gu Yan consumed a lot of energy.

"ah!"

Behind him, a cry of surprise came.

Gu Yan turned around and saw that it was the little beggar who had just given him the hint.

The little beggar stood behind him, covering his eyes.

But the finger gaps were left wide open, allowing Gu Yan to see the little beggar’s blood-stained eyes through the finger gaps.

"Don't be afraid, I'll kill him right away."

Gu Yan thought the other person was afraid of the old beggar who was still squirming, so he comforted him.

Unexpectedly, the little beggar shook his head and pointed at Gu Yan's butt.

Gu Yan looked down.

Only then did he realize that he had moved too much and his pants were torn, turning them into crotchless pants.

However, with his thick skin, these are all trivial matters.

Just as the urge to pee was brewing in his stomach, Gu Yan stepped forward and turned on the switch facing the old beggar squirming on the ground.

Fresh boy urine is like sulfuric acid splashed on an old beggar.

It didn't feel like it, and continued to squirm.

It took dozens of breaths of time before the water flow stopped.

The dead tree-like skin on the old beggar's body was corroded all over, exposing the dead bones inside. His pair of dark, deep eyes were also melted away, leaving only two black holes.

As the old beggar's eyes melted away, the fog in Gu Yan's eyes began to dissipate.

He looks around.

It was found that there was no black fog blocking the surrounding area at all.

His butcher's knife was stuck alone in the earthen wall of the house, with knife marks all around.

On the side, is the fire.

But where the clothes were originally, three mutilated bodies of little beggars appeared.

A large part of everything he saw before was an illusion.

This is the ability of the old beggar!

It never moved, just squatting there and devouring the flesh and blood from the three corpses.

The previous Gu Yan had actually been battling with the air.

"These weird methods are hard to guard against!"

Gu Yan walked to the earth wall, pulled out the butcher's knife, and slashed at the wriggling bones on the ground.

It's like splitting the pig's body countless times.

The blade was just right to split the old beggar's head.

next moment.

A stream of black mist overflowed from the head that was split in two.

Energy +0.5.

"This weird thing is so difficult to deal with, but it only has so much energy?"

Gu Yan was puzzled and had no choice but to insert the butcher's knife back into his waist silently.

As the black mist disappeared, the old beggar's wriggling bones turned into black ash and scattered on the ground.

Gu Yan looked at the three remains of beggars in the open space.

They are all young children.

Everyone stared at the roof with wide eyes, confused, as if questioning why they had encountered such a bad luck.

Their small chests had claw marks, as if they had been torn open by hand. The sternum and internal organs disappeared, exposing the cavity inside.

The sound that Gu Yan heard before was the sound of the old beggar swallowing those things.

Seeing the old beggar turn into ashes, the little beggar who survived silently ran to his three companions, his head lowered and motionless.

Under the dry long hair, two lines of blood-red tears slipped down.

"Eh."

Gu Yan stepped forward and pulled him away, threw the three mutilated corpses into the fire in front of him, dealt with the scene again, and then turned around and left.

With the new fuel, the fire became even stronger.

The little beggar hesitated, then followed, silently holding Gu Yan's shirt, and followed him.

Gu Yan did not refuse.

Even if the other party doesn't follow, he can't let the other party go.

Nothing else.

This little beggar has peculiar eyes that can see through weird illusions, which will definitely help him hunt and kill weirdness!

Whether it's cheating, coaxing or forcing, he will never let the other party go.

It would be best to follow up on your own.

Two figures, one big and one small, disappeared into the night.

Disclaimer in advance:

There will be no heroine!

I can't write.

In addition, the prototype of this little beggar is the little white cat I raised, and the prototype of the tiger is the little black cat I raised. Don't think about it, I have very positive views.

Even if female characters are written, it is to enrich the plot.

Even if the atmosphere is up, papa can communicate at most, but it won't be because of the woman's ink marks, unless there are interests involved, he can be regarded as the traditional wizard-shaped protagonist.

(Actually, I really want to write a wizard book, eh.)

(End of chapter)