Just as Brother Jue said that, Doomsday Assault morphed into white light and left the scenario.
However … even though the man was dead, the blood that leaked out from his body when he was struggling on the ground was still there. The 'things' that approached from the darkness were coming for this blood.
"Ah!" Not long after that, the rustling sound slowly turned into a clear groan.
Along with those voices, there were also many skinny, hunchbacked, and strange figures that were approaching them.
"Hmm … 'Ghosts', right?" Feng Bujue stood where he was calmly. He looked at the translucent 'human' shadows coldly and mumbled to himself, "From their attire and the number of them … they should be the citizens of Lotus Moon Town."
As Brother Jue spoke, the ghosts of the townsfolk had already passed through the wall and surrounded him from all sides.
"If I'm not mistaken, they are attracted by the smell of fresh blood …" Feng Bujue mumbled to himself as he moved quickly. "Let's see what they will do …" Then, with a powerful kick, he leaped over the heads of the ghosts and flew up the wall.
"Ah! Ah!" Some of the ghosts that were closer to Brother Jue reacted when he flew over their heads, but after he flew past them, they only called out a few times but did not follow him.
Moments later … all the ghosts gathered around the pool of blood on the ground. They knelt down like animals and started to crazily lick the pool of blood on the ground.
However, Brother Jue soon realized that … the tongues of these ghosts could not touch physical objects. Be it the soil on the ground or the blood that was slowly seeping into the ground … they could not lick them. Furthermore, the ghosts would not touch each other. Most of the ghosts that knelt around the pool of blood had 'crossed over' each other's bodies, overlapping each other like projections.
"That is strange," Feng Bujue said darkly. "Since these monsters are unable to touch physical objects around them and are unable to interfere with their own kind, how did they manage to 'stand' on the surface of the ground?"
Just as he was thinking, something changed before his eyes.
The pool of blood left behind by Doomsday Assault slowly turned dark red under the 'licking' of the ghosts, and … it started to give off a horrible stench.
Although the puddle of liquid wasn't physically touched by the ghosts, this "change" undoubtedly happened after the ghosts got close to it.
"So that's how it is … If the monsters stay close to the body, the blood will 'rot' like this …" Brother Jue, who had witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, started to think. "Open wounds … the smell of blood … attracting the monsters nearby … the mutation of the blood in the body …" A series of keywords flashed before his eyes, twisting into a chain of reasoning. "In other words … in this competition, once the body is injured and bleeding, it has to be cleaned up thoroughly, or else the ghosts will come after you …" He looked down at the group of evil spirits at his feet. "Although the speed of these monsters is about the same as an old man taking a stroll, they can ignore obstacles and even collide with each other … moving in a straight line towards the target. It's easier to deal with them in an open space, but if you're chased by them in a narrow or dark indoor environment … that's not good. "
Just as Brother Jue was analyzing the situation, the blood on the ground had completely turned dark red. At the same time, the ghosts seemed to have lost interest in the puddle of liquid.
A few seconds later, the ghosts all raised their heads … and looked at Brother Jue on the wall.
"Hmm? What are they doing? " Faced with this chilling scene, Feng Bujue's expression didn't change. He mumbled, "Could it be that you …"
What he meant by "could it be" happened in the next second … The ghosts raised their arms in a twisted motion and floated up one after another …
"Very good …" Brother Jue said that because the situation before him explained the question that he had about how the ghosts were 'standing' on the ground earlier.
"So, you were just 'floating' on the ground earlier …" Feng Bujue mumbled to himself as he put the bloody cleaver and the Lightning Pearl back into his inventory. "Then, let me take a look … Do you have any reaction to living things that have no wounds on your body?"
Obviously, Brother Jue was experimenting again.
Under the dim moonlight, in the bloody courtyard, a large group of ghosts made creepy groans as they slowly surrounded you … This kind of scene was like a scene straight out of a horror movie, and it caused the hair on many of the livestream viewers to stand on end.
But Feng Bujue … just stared at them with his dead fish eyes. He tried to test the limits of this scenario.
"Er … hmm …"
After Brother Jue put away the cleaver, the ghosts did not stop moving immediately, and the groans continued.
But after a few seconds, when the smell of blood in the air dissipated … the speed of the ghosts slowed down significantly. Other than that, their groans that were filled with 'hunger' also stopped.
After another few seconds, the movement of the ghosts stopped completely. They seemed to have lost their target, and they just spun around on the spot.
About thirty seconds later, these monsters fell back to the ground at the same time … or rather, they floated to the same height as the ground, and then they started to move into the shadows where the moonlight could not reach …
Feng Bujue initially observed their movement from the top of the wall. It was not until the ghosts had scattered about ten meters away that he suddenly raised his voice and started to sing, "Yo … Children of the mountain … Love the sun ~ Love the sun ~ Love the people of the mountain …"
His sudden action gave the viewers who were watching the game a shock, and then … the shock turned into shock, and after a few seconds, they could not help but burst into laughter.
...
"Hey, hey … this guy is definitely [Beep — —] crazy …"
"Hahahaha … I can't take it anymore … What is this and what is this?"
"Hahaha … I was scared when he started singing … But what is he trying to do …"
"Brother Jue! We can still be friends without singing! "
...
Of course, Brother Jue did not know the reaction of the audience, and he did not care how the audience reacted. He only sang a few times to test the "reaction mode" of the ghosts.
In the end … the ghosts ignored him.
When Feng Bujue sang the line, "The folk songs here are in a row, the folk songs here are in a row," the ghosts that had gathered here earlier had all disappeared from his sight. From the data perspective, once these monsters walked into the shadows where the light could not reach, they would enter a place similar to the "Phase Space" and disappear temporarily.
"Phew …" At this point, Brother Jue finally let out a sigh of relief and stopped singing. "Hmm … It seems that these guys only follow their 'sense of smell' and do not respond to sound or images …"
Thinking of this, Feng Bujue shrugged. "Well … At least I know the movement pattern of the monsters." As he said this, he turned around and prepared to leave.
But …
At this moment, a strong wind came from the front of Brother Jue at a forty-five degree angle.
Feng Bujue's reaction was really fast. In this split second, he instinctively leaned back and dodged the attack with an extreme posture … He let the chopping wave fly past the tip of his nose.
"F * ck you!" Then Brother Jue cursed and did a backflip that angered Newton. He slid one meter across the wall and regained his balance. He yelled at the person in front of him, "Who are you?"
"Do you really need me to introduce myself?" At this time, the leader of Zombie Blade's first team, First Is King, was already standing on the stone road outside the courtyard wall. He was holding a large sword and looked up at Brother Jue. "Based on my estimation … Captain Feng, you must have studied the video of our team's competition before the competition, right?"
"Oh …" Feng Bujue quickly recognized the man. "I was wondering who it was … So, it is Captain First Is King …" He pretended to drag out his voice and continued, "No wonder you are the leader of Zombie Blade's first team … You found me so quickly."
"You …" First Is King's lips twitched uncontrollably, and there was a deep sense of pain in his voice. "… In the middle of the night … standing on the wall … singing two-thirds of the song, Eighteen Twists and Turns of the Mountain Road …" He paused for two seconds to organize his words. "Let me put it this way … as long as they are within one kilometer of this place … even if they didn't hear the gunshots earlier, they will definitely come to take a look …"
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue replied as he quietly took out his military shovel from his backpack. "I didn't expect Captain First Is King to be able to say the title of the song, Eighteen Twists and Turns of the Mountain Road. Not many young people these days know about this song … Looks like our taste in music is quite compatible."
"I …" First Is King narrowed his eyes and looked at Brother Jue with caution. "I don't want to continue this conversation with you …"
Brother Jue ignored First Is King and continued, "About that … there's a saying in an ancient poem … It's hard to stay when you meet a bosom friend on the road. Strong songs and hot dances are a gift to you …"
"Which dimension did you hear this ancient Indian poem from?" First Yewei King was really annoyed, so he couldn't help but voice his displeasure.
"I think … it's better to do it now than later." Feng Bujue continued, "Why don't … you and I sing a song called 'Mountain Song' first, and then we fight after that."
"I refuse …" First Is King's answer was very decisive.
But …
"Hey … Tai Chi Kung Fu makes steamed buns ~ It's earth-shattering …" Brother Jue took the opportunity to sing.
"I say … Are you sure this is' Mountain Song '… and not the insert song of' Shaolin Soccer '…" First Is King's expression was constipated, and he was extremely embarrassed.
"No, no, no … The insert song of 'Shaolin Soccer' should be …" Feng Bujue shook his head and changed the tune. "Shaolin Kung Fu is awake ~ Good! Shaolin Kung Fu is strong ~ Good … "
"You … Give it to me …" At this moment, First Is King finally could not take it anymore. "… Enough is enough!"
He roared, raised his sword, and flew up to the top of the wall.
At this moment, First Is King really could not wait any longer because he felt like if he continued to argue with Brother Jue, he would go crazy.
"Haha …" Feng Bujue saw his opponent come up to him and laughed coldly. He thought to himself, I was right … The members of Zombie Blade today are obviously different from usual … It looks like … they didn't take their medicine …
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