Chapter 131 Salted Fish Mountain God
At dawn, Zhang Yang looked at the rotting corpse in front of him, somewhat stunned.
He originally thought that this monster that could peek into his soul and even control his will was some extraordinary guy, but it turned out to be a familiar corpse.
That’s right, it was the one he saw in another tent yesterday.
The body was already highly decomposed at that time, and there were no signs of corpse transformation at all.
So later Zhang Yang just ignored it after looting it. Who would have thought that the corpse turned into a swollen black ball monster overnight, with decent combat power. If it weren't for him having the Salted Fish Mountain God as his card, he would have almost died unjustly.
He is an A+ Extraordinary! "Xianyu, what's the situation? Is he dead?"
"Thank you for your concern, sir. I estimate that I can live for several hundred more years." The voice of the Salted Fish Mountain God was weak, but he seemed very excited.
"So what happened last night?"
Zhang Yang asked with some frustration. He felt like he was just a supporting role now and couldn't figure out the cause, process or outcome of the incident at all. It was like he was watching a surveillance video and couldn't even hear the sound.
This feeling was fatal and disturbing to him.
Totally out of control.
"My lord, I am so sorry for scaring you. The ghost that came last night must be some kind of ghost. It is very nourishing, just like tiger bones and tiger whips. My lord, I think this world is really wonderful. My previous divination was correct. I have a great fortune here. If a few more ghosts like this come, I think I can rebuild my body."
"What kind of Tao body?"
Zhang Yang asked.
"I don't know, sir. This is just an idea I have now. Maybe I will have an accurate idea after I reach level 15. But it doesn't really matter, sir. The best way now is to hunt down ghosts. I calculated that I can level up after hunting down about fifty ghosts!"
"Up to level 15?"
Zhang Yang was also looking forward to it. He risked his life to start the Mountain God Trial. Wasn't it just to upgrade the Mountain God? Under this premise, it didn't matter if he suffered a little grievance.
"Uh, sir, I'm only level 5 now. What I meant just now was that if I kill 50 ghosts, I can reach level 6 - hey, sir! What's wrong with you? You must take care of yourself. You are so young, and there are still many good times waiting for you to enjoy in the future!"
"Get lost! Damn Zhao Xiaoer, do you want to piss me off to death and then inherit my Huabei?" Zhang Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It took fifty soul ghosts to level up, how dare you say that.
"Calm down, sir. That guy is coming."
Zhang Yang quickly looked up and saw that the big man who had disappeared yesterday had appeared more than 200 meters away, dragging one leg. So was he coming for a decisive battle?
Zhang Yang lay down and placed the steel gear crossbow on a specially piled up small mound of earth, creating a sniper effect. Anyway, he could now shoot any target in the head within 200 meters! The big man was still walking slowly, of course he couldn't walk fast.
However, Zhang Yang could feel that the big man's attitude was very firm and resolute, which was very different from his indifferent attitude yesterday.
It took the big man more than ten minutes to reach the trap set by Zhang Yang. He was basically the same as before, except that he was covered in mud, as if he had just crawled out of the mud.
And he still held the dagger in his right hand, and a crossbow arrow in his right hand.
"You killed it?"
The big man spoke, his voice deep and hoarse.
Zhang Yang still used the steel gear crossbow to lock the guy's head tightly. As long as he took one more step forward, it would only take 0.01 second for his head to set off fireworks.
"I mean no harm." The big man seemed to ignore the threat of the crossbow and continued speaking slowly.
"The arrow I shot at you yesterday was meant for the ghost, but you just happened to run into it."
"Here is the evidence. The twenty-five crossbow arrows you took were all ordinary ones. This one is a silver crossbow arrow made with secret characters, specially designed to kill ghosts!"
The big man raised the crossbow arrow in his hand, and indeed silver-white color was revealed.
"Soul ghosts are very difficult to kill because they will devour people's souls. Anyone who looks into their eyes will be controlled immediately and their souls will be gone in the blink of an eye. Therefore, only two people can hunt down soul ghosts. One is responsible for being the bait to die, and the other is responsible for killing the soul ghosts!"
"And if we can kill the soul ghost in the shortest possible time, the bait will not die. If the bait has some mysterious talents, then even if it is delayed for a while, he will not die as long as he kills the soul ghost."
"People like this are usually called ghost hunters. I am a professional ghost hunter. In the past fifteen years, I have had two companions and killed ninety-eight ghosts. Until three days ago, my companion's soul was devoured by a ghost."
"This is the cruelest thing in the world, because even the God of Sky and the God of Earth cannot take back the souls devoured by the ghosts. Those who die from the ghosts will never rest in peace."
"I was about to despair. The pain and sadness of losing my companions made me lose my fighting spirit. But now that you can kill a newborn ghost without any help, I think you are qualified to be a ghost hunter."
After listening to the big man's words, Zhang Yang finally understood.
"Sorry! I'm Jack the Wooden Spear, the sky priest of Amibara, the god of the sacred mountain of Shenmu Peak. I'm not going to be a ghost hunter."
"Amibara? Sky sacrifice? Isn't it some kind of Nanibani fate sacrifice?"
"Ahem, the name doesn't matter. Anyway, I believe in the mountain god. How can ghost hunters compare to me, a sky priest?"
"What if I am willing to believe in your god, the God of Mufeng Mountain? Of course, I believe in everything, because I also believe in the God of the Sky, the God of the Earth, the God of the River, the God of the Driver, the God of the Dead, the God of Sowing, the God of Hunting, the God of Love, the Goddess of the Moon, the God of Commerce, and eighty-six other gods!"
Zhang Yang was stunned. For the first time in his life, he felt how noble, elegant and lovely his moral principles were.
Because compared to the person in front of me, well, there's no comparison!
Zhang Yang endured it for a long time and didn't ask this guy how he did it, but it didn't matter. He was already very satisfied to have a Panxin believer.
"Then I can consider becoming your companion temporarily, a ghost hunter."
"Okay, then I am willing to become Amoeba, the god of Shenmufeng Mountain, right? That's the name, right? Gods should have real names, right?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang was very amateurish.
"Sir, the real name. Believers must call the real name of the god they believe in in order to communicate with the god. Of course, we are mountain gods, so the real name doesn't matter. Well, actually I don't understand it either. How about you give me a simple and easy-to-understand name so that you don't forget your name next time you introduce it!"
How embarrassing! Zhang Yang was very angry. I just wanted to give you a name that looks mysterious! "Listen carefully, the real name of the mountain god of Shenmu Peak is Zhao Xianyu. OK, let's get started!"
Zhang Yang put the Mountain God Order forward, and the big man was stunned for a moment, hesitantly knelt down, and wanted to do something special, but looking at Zhang Yang's expressionless face, he finally said loudly and straightforwardly: "I, the one-legged Robin, am willing to be the Fan Xin of my Lord Zhao Xianyu!"
Zhang Yang was unmoved by these words. Only Zhao Xiaoer, the god of Salted Fish Mountain, wailed in despair, as if he had been bitten by a vicious dog.
(End of this chapter)
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