Please, It's A Scary World

182. Fog Feeding, Parking Lot

"call!"

A cool breath rushed over in an instant.

The scorching heat in the gray mist faded instantly.

Fang Ming's eyes once again restored the dark and gloomy world.

But this time, he actually felt a sense of intimacy in the outside world.

Before he could feel it carefully, there was a piercing sound from his back.

"Squeak~~"

The screams were so shrill, it sounded like some animal had its tail trampled on.

Being cautious, Fang Ming didn't turn his head back, instead he let out a growl, and with all his strength in his arms, he fell over his shoulder, and flung the wet, greasy, cold thing he was grabbing to the front.

"Pass!"

There was a dull impact sound, and the person who had been lying on Fang Ming's back fell to the ground.

The black juice "puchi" splashed.

At this time, Fang Ming finally saw clearly what the monster "——three" was.

The whole body of the monster is pitch black, as tall as half a man, with a pointed head like a squid,

There are no eyes, but the whole body is covered with disgusting tentacles.

Above each tentacle are densely packed mouthparts.

And it has a huge mouth on its body.

There are no teeth in the mouth, but five or six scarlet tongues stick out.

However, there was a dizzying stench from his body.

The whole looks like a deformed product.

In Fang Ming's eyes, the monster's information panel also appeared.

【Name】: Fog feeding

【Grade】: None

[Features]: Special monsters in the forbidden area of ​​the crematorium, hiding in the mist, looking for people with the scent of products from Xincheng incense and candle shop to possess them, good at bewitching, hallucinations, weak attack power.

[Ability]: It can imitate all the sounds it has heard, and the mouthparts on the tentacles will send a deceptive liquid to the person it possesses, so as to deceive the body of the person possessing it to produce increasingly colder and heavier illusion.

Although it has no rank, its body is elusive and unable to attack in the fog of the crematorium, and its immortality is like an illusion. Once it responds to its bewitching voice, it will be deprived of its five senses. Once it turns around, it will be swallowed by him from the head, and its tongue will deprive the possessor of its body.

[Suggestion]: Take it out of the fog, and it will reveal its body shape, which can be destroyed easily. Tentacles and tongues are rare high-grade materials with many uses, so it is recommended to pack them.

Fang Ming kept screaming on the ground, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

He lifted his foot and crushed its head.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the black liquid splashed everywhere.

Wu Xingchen's whole body twitched for a while, and then slowly withered away.

"It really is the ghost of the crematorium."

"Specially staring at the person who smells of products from the Xincheng incense candle shop."

"After entering the mist, no matter where you go, you will come across the Xincheng incense candle shop, so as long as you enter the mist, you must go to the Xincheng incense candle shop for consumption."

"When consuming, it is estimated that a lot of people will trade with obsession and desire. After the transaction, they will come out with the things in the store and will be fed on top by the fog, depriving their bodies."

"The existence of this crematorium is to let everyone who enters the mist voluntarily offer their desires and obsessions, and then leave their bodies here forever.

"It's really dark..."

Fang Ming felt a little cold in his heart.

He turned to look at the mist: "I don't know what happened to the taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother."

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother rushed out of the mist with anxious faces, each holding a fog puppet.

Like Fang Ming, they directly put the feeding rate on the ground.

"Stomp on their heads!"

Fang Ming shouted directly.

The taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother subconsciously raised their feet and stomped their heads on the fog on the ground.

After two "puffs", there were two dry corpses on the ground.

"Friend (Ming Ge), are you okay?"

The taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother hurried forward and asked.

When the two of them were in the mist, they kept walking behind Fang Ming.

So they could see the fog on Fang Ming's back at a glance. They wanted to remind Fang Ming, but thinking of what Fang Ming had told them before, they could only shut up and move on.

No matter what kind of sound and feeling came from behind, they didn't look back, nor did they respond.

Fortunately, for the taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother, they are of high rank and Fang Ming is a role model in front of them, so the journey is safe and secure.

He just gritted his teeth and insisted not to look back and not to make a sound.

But in the end, when they saw Fang Ming catching the fog and feeding him at the moment of rushing out of the fog, both of them were shocked.

They didn't expect Fang Ming to make such a move at all.

Watching Fang Ming disappear from sight, the two of them could only imitate the moment they rushed out of the fog, grabbed the fog and rushed out...

Fang Ming saw the worry on the faces of the two, and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, how are you?"

The taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother shook their heads one after another.

At this time, the coffin bearers also came out of the mist carrying the blood coffin.

Because the coffin-carrying paper figurines are just things cast by taboo paper figurines, there is naturally no fog to follow.

Fang Ming nodded and said with a smile: "That's good, let's go to the parking lot of the cemetery now, it shouldn't be far from here."

This is where the crematorium and cemetery meet.

The parking lot where the taboo paper figurines are located is near the perimeter of the cemetery.

At this time, the three of them were standing on an extremely quiet and wide road, along which there were basically mountains and low houses that had been abandoned for an unknown number of years.

Fang Ming could see the gate tower of the cemetery not far away at a glance.

On the gate tower are written "Ping An Cemetery" in four big characters, and it stands at the entrance of the hill not far away.

The entire mountain was extremely dark, and even Fang Ming had night vision ability, but he couldn't see anything on the mountain at all." Song could hear whispers in the surrounding darkness.

Obviously, the forbidden area of ​​the cemetery, like the crematorium, is its own domain, and it is true that nothing can be seen from the outside.

"There is great terror everywhere."

Fang Ming sighed in his heart, looked away, and began to walk towards the parking lot of the cemetery.

The taboo paper figurine and Seventh Brother followed behind, and the coffin-carrying paper figurine followed behind carrying the blood coffin.

A group of people walked all the way, 5.6 in succession without saying a word.

The strange thing is that there are street lights on this dim road.

Every street lamp exudes a white shimmer.

Fang Ming looked in surprise, only to realize that those were not street lights at all, but nests of bugs.

Similar to fireflies, but not fireflies.

It can be seen from the information panel that these insects are called "corpse fireflies", and they are usually planted from corpses, which can serve as the eyes of the household.

Everything they see can be seen by the corpse that raised them.

Fang Ming didn't know whether these dead fireflies existed in the crematorium or in the cemetery.

But in short, it's better not to provoke.

The whole journey was calm and calm, about ten minutes.

Everyone saw a wide parking lot that was randomly parked with vehicles.

A trace of complexity flashed in the taboo paper figurine's eyes, and he stopped and said softly: "Here we are.",

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