Thriller: Play as Gojo Satoru and obtain the Ghost Corps

Guanong's voice was hoarse and very dull.

It was as if his head was covered in a large glass jar.

If Lin Bei hadn't kept his six eyes open, it would have been really hard to find the melon farmer's shed.

Due to years of neglect, the height of the grass has grown to nearly two meters high.

Moreover, the height of the melon shed is also at this height. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the melon shed and the grassland are almost golden, blending into one, making it even harder to be discovered.

Not to mention, the melon seller's voice is so small and dull.

Looking at the watermelon stall in the distance, Lin Bei suddenly had an idea.

"Big Black and Little Black, bring me the big dog-headed corgi."

As Lin Bei finished speaking, two black shadows emerged from behind Lin Bei and flew quickly towards the Taocheng factory.

Lin Bei was waiting for Dahei and Xiaohei where they were.

After a while, two black shadows flew quickly from the direction of Taocheng.

After the two dark shadows arrived in front of Lin Bei, two black figures emerged from the shadows, covered in black clothes and with blood-red eyes.

In the hands of Dahei and Xiaohei, they also held a corgi head that was larger than a basketball.

In addition, the ghost army also brought a watermelon knife in its hands.

After these days of eating and drinking, the corgi's big head seemed to have gained a lot of weight.

Lin Bei looked at the Corgi and smiled slightly.

Lin Bei: "Big dog, I want you to help me, ●●"

Corgi big dog head: "No problem! Boss Linbei! Give me your orders as you like! uωu"

Then, the big corgi took out a large pile of red and green tissues from behind in an instant.

Lin Bei looked at the big Corgi dog head in front of him, a little speechless.

"I'm not asking you to take out a tissue. Please listen to me in detail..."

Lin Bei leaned down and said to the Corgi's big dog ears: "First do this and this...and then do that and that..."

Corgi big dog head: "Well, okay, Oke∪ω∪"

Under the setting sun, bathed in the golden twilight, a man with white hair and small-framed sunglasses rode towards the watermelon stall on a corgi head that could float in the air.

The man's eyelashes are very long, and like his hair, the man's eyelashes are also white.

His eyes have that rare sky-blue pupil.

Facing the golden twilight, the man's body was also sprinkled with a light golden coating, making his white hair glow with some warm golden color.

The man's sunglasses reflect the setting sun and the watermelon stand buried in the grass.

Lin Bei, who was riding a big corgi, flew to the watermelon stand buried in weeds.

As he got closer, Lin Bei could observe the entire melon shed more completely.

The watermelon shed is not large as a whole, covering an area of ​​only about ten square meters.

The frame of the watermelon shed is composed of some wood. The wood is not good wood. It is just dead wood that can be seen everywhere in the woods. It is dull in color and full of mold.

Obviously, the wood supporting the watermelon shed is very old.

These pieces of wood are tightly intertwined with rubber wires.

The surface of the wire has experienced many years, and the outer rubber has long begun to crack and fade.

Through the old and cracked wire rubber, you can see the copper wire or aluminum wire inside.

The copper wire in contact with the air has been oxidized into a green color and is no longer as bright as before.

The aluminum wire is just a little darker in color.

On the wooden watermelon shed support, there is a layer of plastic film.

This plastic film is the kind that is very common in rural areas, a red, blue and white thick plastic film.

This thick plastic film is both waterproof and sun-shading, and has withstood countless wind, rain and scorching sun for the watermelon shed.

In addition, there is only a wooden frame for storing watermelons in this watermelon shed.

Full of watermelons, placed on this wooden shelf, bright in color.

Overall, this watermelon shed is not only remote, but also very crude and dilapidated.

But the watermelon in the watermelon stall looks quite delicious.

Moreover, there was a figure wearing a light blue shirt and holding a pitchfork, standing in the shadow of the watermelon shed, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

However, through the dim light, it can be vaguely seen.

This melon farmer's head is round and strangely round?

Lin Bei rode a big Corgi dog head and slowly floated to the melon shed.

Lin Bei jumped off the corgi's head and asked the watermelon stall in front of him, "Will this melon stay ripe?"

After Lin Bei finished asking, the melon farmer in the watermelon stall finally emerged from the shadows.

It was a rickety figure. The skin of his hands was dark, dry and rough, covered with calluses from hard work.

What's even more strange is his head.

There was a big watermelon on his head? Little bits of scarlet and viscous liquid flowed from the watermelon on his head, soaking the light blue shirt on his body.

A faint smell of blood wafted from the melon farmer's body.

"I run a watermelon stall, can I sell you raw melon eggs?"

The melon farmer's voice was very hoarse, and under the obstruction of the watermelon rind, it was even muffled, making it difficult for people to hear the melon farmer's words clearly.

The watermelon on the melon farmer's head didn't even have a hole through which light could pass, so I don't know how he could see the road clearly.

Lin Bei looked at the melon farmer in front of him and grinned.

"I'm asking you, is this melon ripe?"

The melon farmer with the watermelon head was silent for a while, then replied.

"Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Do you want the melon or not?"

Lin Bei: "If your melon is ripe, I will definitely want it."

"If this melon is raw, then you can keep it for yourself. ●●"

After that, Lin Bei began to pick the melons on his own.

The watermelon-headed monster in the watermelon shed seemed a little confused.

Lin Bei took a big watermelon out of the melon shed, put it in front of the watermelon-headed monster, took out a watermelon knife and cut it in half.

The watermelon-headed monster saw this and immediately became anxious.

He shouted:

"You fucking cut my melon?"

Hearing the watermelon-headed monster's shout, Lin Bei almost couldn't hold back his expression and laughed.