"Hey, hey … No matter how unlucky I am, something like this shouldn't have happened …" Feng Bujue's first reaction was, "Could it be that the lamp just happened to malfunction at this time?" His second reaction was, "Or … the moment I turned off the light, the battery inside just happened to run out?"
"Uh … Ah …"
While Brother Jue was still wondering why the lamp didn't turn on, the evil spirit in the cocoon had already whispered … and tore the cocoon apart.
Feng Bujue, who heard the movement, turned around and retreated to the metal door. While observing the movement of the evil spirit through the camera, he used his elbow to knock on the door twice. "Hey! Section Chief Gu! The situation doesn't seem right! Are there any further clues? "
He waited for a few seconds, but no one responded to him …
"This guy really left …" This time, Feng Bujue broke out in a cold sweat.
Puchi — —
At this time, there was the sound of cloth being torn apart.
Feng Bujue turned around and saw that the evil spirit had completely torn the cocoon apart, and its body was hanging upside down.
His appearance was extremely terrifying. His head was like a corpse, and his skull was cracked. Strands of corpse oil that emitted a foul stench were dripping down from the gap in his head … His torso was shaped like a pea, presenting a bloated and fat figure. His limbs, however, were emaciated and thin like firewood.
"Hmm … This style is quite avant-garde." Feng Bujue held the camera in one hand and aimed at the target, and with the other hand, he grabbed the lamp … and prepared to hit the evil spirit with it.
"Hehehe …" When the evil spirit saw Brother Jue, it laughed maliciously. After laughing a few times, it turned over and jumped to the ground, then walked step by step toward Feng Bujue.
"Huff — — Ptui!" When the evil spirit was two meters away, Feng Bujue tried the first thing — — spit at the guy.
This time, it just so happened to fly into the gap in the evil spirit's head.
"Hmm?" The evil spirit was obviously stunned for a moment. Two seconds later, he actually spoke. "What are you doing?"
"It can actually talk …" Feng Bujue muttered in a mocking tone.
"Nonsense," the evil spirit replied. "Ghosts used to be human too, so of course they can talk." He paused for a moment, then asked, "I'm asking you a question, what are you doing?"
"I … want to see if I can destroy you with my saliva," Feng Bujue replied.
"Oh …" The evil spirit continued, "Then try it. How do you feel?"
"Based on my observations … I don't think so," Feng Bujue replied.
"Not only is it no good, it's also very disgusting, do you know that?" Wraith continued with a stern voice.
"Um … I'm sorry." Brother Jue thought about it and felt that he was in the wrong, so he apologized. But then, he asked another question. "Oh right … Since you can talk, I want to confirm with you … Can virgin urine exorcise ghosts?"
Hearing this, the evil spirit actually took two steps back, and looked Brother Jue up and down, then replied, "Um … No."
"Okay." Feng Bujue showed a hint of disappointment and shrugged.
"Also … I can tell you clearly," the evil spirit continued. "For someone like you who hasn't even awakened their spiritual sense, it's basically impossible for you to survive from my hands."
"Oh? Can you explain in detail? "Feng Bujue still did not give up trying to get information out of the evil spirit.
"I don't have time!" But the evil spirit did not buy it. As he spoke, he had already closed in again. "Anyway, when I pull out your soul and fill up my Dharma body, you'll naturally know."
"Om Mani Padme Hum!" Feng Bujue saw this, hurriedly recited the Sanskrit mantra, and picked up the table lamp and swung it at the evil spirit.
After a few months of training (he had already explained the training method to V1), Feng Bujue's physique had changed significantly. Although his basic physical fitness was still not comparable to that of a professional athlete, he was no longer weak like an otaku.
Although he was only holding a table lamp, it was still a hard object … If this hit a person's head, it was possible to die on the spot.
"Hmph …" However, in the face of Brother Jue's attack, the evil spirit brother only responded with a sneer.
Whoosh!
As expected, Brother Jue's full-powered attack … missed just like that. Because he used too much force and did not hit the expected point of impact, he suddenly staggered and fell forward … The camera in his other hand also fell to the ground.
"Can't … touch …" When Feng Bujue realized that he could not touch his opponent, it was already too late.
However, Brother Jue, who lost his balance, did not fall to the ground … His body leaned forward, and he was supported by the evil spirit with one hand, and the position he was holding was — his neck.
"Cough — Uh …" The huge force from his throat made Brother Jue's face turn from red to purple in an instant.
The next second, the evil spirit took a step forward, grabbed Feng Bujue's neck, lifted him over his head, and pressed him against the wall. "You're quite brave, but unfortunately … your body doesn't have enough Morality, and you don't have spiritual sense. Breaking into my ghost realm is your fate … "
"Why can he touch me, but I can't touch him …" In this situation, Feng Bujue's brain still did not stop thinking, "And this guy's grip is too strong … I can't go on like this, my consciousness is starting to blur … Obviously, I can't escape by force … I have to say something quickly … Something to make him waver … I have to make him put me down … I have to think of a reason for him to put me down … Feng Bujue … I have to think quickly … Before my brain stops working due to lack of oxygen … Hurry … No … I can't speak at all … I …
Will … die? "
At this moment, Feng Bujue entered an extreme realm. This was something he had never experienced (in the real world) … the feeling of being on the verge of death.
"What's going on?" Suddenly, Brother Jue's eyes saw something, "I … saw it …"
Just a few seconds ago, his vision was still pitch black. Even if there was a little bit of light in the room, he, who had lost the camera, could not see the spirit body …
But at this moment, he could clearly see everything in the darkness ….
The wall covered with talismans, the torn chrysalis, the corpse oil dripping on the ground, and … the evil spirit in front of him.
Smack!
Brother Jue did not know where he got the strength from, but he picked up the table lamp again (he had been holding it in his hand all this time) and smashed it at the evil spirit's face.
"Ah …" This time, the evil spirit was hit squarely. He cried out in pain and instinctively let go of the hand that was strangling him.
Feng Bujue finally broke free from the evil spirit's grip … When his two feet landed on the ground, blood rushed to his head, which made him feel dizzy and on the verge of collapse.
But … he did not fall. After a series of rapid gasps and coughs, he successfully stabilized his body.
"You …" The evil spirit who retreated three meters away had a slight change in expression, "So you have spiritual awareness …"
"Heh …" Feng Bujue smiled. That evil, crazy, and chilling smile once again returned to his face, "Although I am not sure what spiritual awareness is, I know that … at this moment, I can see the surrounding environment clearly, and I can touch you."
"Oh? So he just awakened … "The evil spirit thought.
Thinking of this, he regained some confidence, and said to Brother Jue with a sinister smile, "Hehe … Do you think that you can defeat me just because you can see and touch me?"
"According to my observation, your strength is indeed stronger than the average human." Feng Bujue calmly responded, "But in terms of speed, I still have the advantage. Moreover … your body shape does not seem to be suitable for fighting. Presumably in the ghost realm … you are just a small fish that can only kill people without spiritual awareness. "
"Humph! Ignorant child … How dare you speak such arrogant words! " The evil spirit was obviously provoked by Brother Jue, so he became angry. He immediately roared and pounced on Brother Jue.
"A small fish is a small fish …" Feng Bujue's face was as calm as water. He calmly leaned over and moved … In a flash, he was beside the evil spirit, "With a little instigation, he immediately made such a stupid attack that can be seen through at a glance …"
In that split second, Brother Jue pushed with his hands and tripped the Specter. Using the Specter's own strength, he pushed the Specter to the ground.
"How dare you …" After the evil spirit fell, he was even more furious. He immediately rolled half a circle on the ground, ready to sit up and fight another three hundred rounds.
Unexpectedly …
Just as he turned his face, before he could even bend over, a metal folding chair was thrown at his face.
Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa —
"Motherf * cker … How dare you pinch me! You're courting death! You b * stard … "Feng Bujue gripped the back of the chair with both of his hands and used an extremely high frequency and strength to hit the demon. With each hit, he would mumble something under his breath, and it echoed the slapping sound that came from the impact.
"You … This … Ah …" The evil spirit was beaten until he couldn't get up. Not long after, he curled up with his hands on his head and screamed.
As for Feng Bujue … Even though he saw his opponent showing weakness, he had no intention of stopping. He was still happily beating the evil spirit.
Creak — —
At this moment, the metal door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and the light from the corridor shone in.
"Alright, come out if you're done." Gu Chen's figure appeared at the door once again.
Following his appearance, the cold feeling in the room suddenly disappeared … The evil spirit also disappeared without a trace under the illumination of the light.
"Haa … Haa …" Seeing this, Feng Bujue put down the chair and took a few breaths. After he caught his breath, he stared at Gu Chen at the door and said. "You came at the right time …"
He only said half a sentence before he picked up the chair again and rushed forward, swinging it at Gu Chen at the door.
But … In the next second, Feng Bujue only saw a red light flash in front of his eyes.
Then, he heard a "ding ding dang dang …" sound.
When he came back to his senses, the metal folding chair in his hand had already turned into dozens of metal pipes and parts that were as long as fingers, falling to the ground one after another. Looking closely … He could see that the edges of these fragments were very neat, as if they had been cut by a sharp blade …
"Come, let's talk somewhere else." Gu Chen's expression and tone … It was as if nothing had happened. He continued his previous words, "Follow me." After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and turned around.
"Uh …" Feng Bujue was stunned for five seconds, and the two metal pipes in his hands fell to the ground. "Alright …" Then, he followed.
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