The world enters the age of myth

Liu Xuwei's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said confidently: "I just dug through the wall, and my originally vigilant mood was greatly relaxed, so it attacked me. We just connected the rope, and I felt relaxed again, so It hits us again."

"So my guess is that while we're on guard, it's not going to show up."

There is some truth to this. Lu Yiming couldn't help but admire: "The analysis is very good. If it is really the case, let's try again. Liu Xuwei, you are always ready to hit the wooden fish to see if it has any effect; Zhong Peng, prepare it. Yellow paper..."

"We try to catch it alive with yellow paper... Let down our guard and it may only show up when we relax."

"Okay, let's do it like this."

However, a few people stared at each other with big eyes. Human beings, when they knew that there was huge danger in the outside world, could not really relax even if they wanted to. Even Lu Yiming's own nerves were tense.

Just like once the sentence "Don't think about elephants" is uttered, people can't help but imagine what elephants look like, and it is impossible to truly stop thinking about elephants.

This is a knee-jerk reaction.

I waited like this for half an hour, but there was no movement.

Too nervous.

"This won't work, Captain Lu, I feel a little relaxed." Liu Xuwei wiped his hands with cold sweat and just waited. The mental consumption was too great, even an iron man couldn't stop him.

"Then relax. Don't be afraid, you won't die."

Liu Xuwei remained silent.

In the end, Lu Yiming had to tell a cold joke to adjust the tense atmosphere: "Then I will tell a few random jokes to share some mental pressure, and you can relax quickly."

"... During the burial, the old man who died of illness in the countryside sat up in shock, laughed to the sky and went out. The family members cried with joy and staged a scene of dancing on the grave. Isn't it funny?"

Not only Liu Xuwei, but also Zhong Peng's face twisted and his heart trembled.

This is crazy...

Lu Yiming said again: "Isn't it funny? One more thing, I just accidentally saw a certain post about 'If you don't turn around, your whole family will die'. I hesitated for a moment, but then I turned around in a circle... I don't know why there is such a thing. Weird post...Haha, do you think this joke is funny?"

"Earlier, some unclean things always got into the trams operating late at night, and many children on them were frightened and cried. Later, the bus company invited capable Taoist priests to solve the problem. The ghost trams have withdrawn from the stage of history. All the trams running on the road are ghost-free trams.”

These cold jokes made Zhong Peng and Liu Xuwei look livid and sweat drip down their backs. They couldn't stand his perverted behavior in this environment.

These jokes... are so perverted.

Most people can't stand it.

Zhong Peng swallowed: "Lao Lu, is this how you and Jin Lili live? Can she stand you being so perverted? I never saw you being so weird before..."

Lu Yiming laughed dryly, but when he talked about this topic, he started to miss it a little: "Ah... yes, she especially likes me to tell these cold jokes. Every time I say these, she will laugh very cooperatively. Don’t you think it’s funny?”

Liu Xuwei said in a sinister tone: "Then you have to cherish your perverted little sister. Maybe there will never be another perverted girl like this in the entire Yunhai."

"When you are dating a girl, you should talk about scary things, watch some scary movies, or tell some scary jokes. Isn't this good?"

Zhong Peng nodded hurriedly, "I've learned it, I've learned it, Lao Lu, you are too smart. Is it true to deliberately scare her and then let her come up to you?"

Lu Yiming shook his head and said: "The enemy wants her to stick to the door..."

At this moment, those strange hand shadows appeared again, and a biting cold gaze rushed up to the back!

"It's coming! Marines!"

Liu Xuwei's whole body was trembling, and he was shouting, but he didn't dare to stop the movements of his hands for a moment, and the sound of tapping the wooden fish was heard.

"Dong dong...dang!"

In addition to a large number of black hand shadows, a small hand like a baby appeared in front of Lu Yiming's head.

Under the tapping of the wooden fish, all the hand shadows suddenly became slower, and the baby hands wanted to escape again.

Lu Yiming stepped forward suddenly, waved his hand, and rushed forward with the yellow paper in his hand!

Got you!

The yellow paper seemed to wrap up a cold living thing, and then it seemed to sense the object inside. The cinnabar marks on the surface heated up rapidly, producing a violent high temperature!

So hot!

Lu Yiming gritted his teeth, endured the heat and grabbed it hard.

This thing is like a cold loach, struggling inside. Fortunately, the quality of the yellow paper was quite good, and there was a layer of golden baby filaments on the surface. Even though the things inside kept struggling, it was not really broken.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he shouted: "Come and help me! I can't control myself! This guy is so strong!"

Zhong Peng and Liu Xuwei hurriedly rushed forward and grabbed the items in the yellow paper.

"Fuck! It's so damn cold... and so hot!!"

"Get two more pieces of yellow paper."

Seeing the runes on the yellow paper gradually fading and a puff of green smoke coming out, Liu Xuwei fumbled around in his backpack and took out two more yellow papers and covered them.

About 10 minutes later, the thing wrapped in the yellow paper was still struggling, as if it had infinite power.

The three big men each have hundreds of kilograms of grip strength, but they can't hold it anymore.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhong Peng's forehead, and he felt something was wrong: "This won't work, Lao Lu, this guy is too strong! The yellow paper can only trap it, but it can't kill it. Could it be that it has been struggling, we Just keep holding it with your hands? What if it is a perpetual motion machine?"

"Should we give it an explosion and melt it directly?"

The emergence of this fact can't help but make people a little troubled. Even if it doesn't reach the level of despair, it is enough to cause a headache.

The number of yellow papers they carry is limited. Each person only has two or three pieces, which adds up to 9 pieces. Once they are used up, there is no way to replenish them.

If this mysterious creature, which looks like a baby's little hand, is really a perpetual motion machine that doesn't know how to tire, the three of them might be consumed to death here!

Liu Xuwei felt that his hands were both cold and hot at the same time. He licked his dry lips: "The yellow paper is actually effective, but the aggressiveness of the yellow paper is really bad... Either use A stab with a rune knife?"

"No! Don't mess around!" Lu Yiming quickly stopped him.

He has stabbed this thing several times with a rune knife, but it has no effect, which means that physical attacks do not cause too much damage to it.

Just pierce the yellow paper, maybe it will escape again.

An idea flashed in Lu Yiming's mind, "By the way, use straw rope! Since yellow paper is useful, maybe straw rope can also work!"

Yellow paper and straw rope are special products of the same world.

Thinking of this, Lu Yiming took a deep breath and took out a rough rope from his backpack.

This thing was ripped off the neck of a hanged man. Due to its poor controllability, under normal circumstances, people would not choose to use it actively. Because once you hold this rope with your hands, there will be a huge mental backlash. The instinct of the straw rope is to hang everyone alive.

If you cannot control the mental backlash that comes with the straw rope, you may kill yourself and your surrounding teammates.

Of course, for Lu Yiming, this problem is not too big.

After he took hold of the rope, a faint mental shock came from this wonderfully rough rope.

This feeling... as if there is an extra slender arm, which is not very obedient...

The instinct of this "arm" is to hang up a human being's neck. It is really difficult for humans who do not have a strong spiritual will to control it.

Lu Yiming carefully moved the straw rope, lifted the baby's little hand wrapped in yellow paper, and slowly tightened it.

"Hey!" A terrifying cry sounded from the yellow paper.

"It really works!" Lu Yiming's heart moved, but he didn't dare to neglect the action at hand.

The straw rope gets tighter and tighter.

After about a minute, a large amount of black air emitted from the yellow paper, and the three of them subconsciously moved away.

After another minute, the thing inside the yellow paper finally stopped struggling.

"do you died?"

"Wait a moment."

In this way, after 10 minutes of strangulation, and the black mist completely disappeared, Lu Yiming let go of the straw rope.

He stepped forward cautiously, inspected the contents inside the yellow paper, and found that most of the baby's little hand had disappeared, leaving only a black eyeball quietly remaining on the yellow paper, emitting a strange and soul-stirring light.

"After death, some things will be left behind, which are called curses by the original residents here. These special materials are an important component of the potion. It seems that it is our trophy." Lu Yiming used a small He picked up the black eyeball with his tweezers and put it into a delicate glass bottle.

However, even if this monster is solved, everyone is not in a particularly good mood, because the black energy that has just been processed seems to be a special emotion, and it has a certain ability to infect.

Everyone is immersed in this special emotion... carefully experiencing the difference of this unique emotion.

It is not mental pollution, but a kind of resentment, a resentment that is different from that of normal humans!

They have been abandoned by their parents before they were born, before they saw the world with their own eyes. Their greatest wish is to experience the warm embrace of their mother. However, for some special reason, their little remains were thrown into the trash can, slowly becoming cold, and thus losing their vitality.