Chapter 314: 1 wave of backhand pit

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This is a female ghost.

Kemeng was surprised that it was a resentful creature who was causing him

trouble.

At first, the "unknown fishing rod" caught her drifting bottle, and then the

"famous person's fishing rod" caught her four consecutive drifting bottles.

The female ghost can interfere with the cross-border fishing rod. It should be

a very powerful resentment.

Be careful.

Kemeng was very vigilant in his heart, and would not underestimate the

opponent because of his synesthesia in the evil spirit state.

Looking at other creatures in the state of Cthulhu, it is the feeling that one

hand can be pinched to death. This feeling will make Kemeng misjudgment.

Kemeng knows this truth deeply, so he did not despise her.

After thinking about it, Kemeng decided to wake up quickly, let the Bureau of

Investigation know what the other party was, and then investigate the other

party's location to predict when the other party will arrive at the whale

market.

Kemeng's mind flashed, and he began to feel his own body.

As the synaesthetic picture deepened, Kemeng gradually broke through the fog,

saw the blue star, and saw where he was.

A male angel with a bright halo over his head was lying on the bed, his face

calm.

In an instant, Kemeng woke up.

Even the boundaries of the Bureau of Investigation could not stop Cthulhu's

synaesthetic peeping.

Kemon knows that this is the synaesthesia for the single body. Only the person

who is synesthesized will feel the strongest targeting, and the rest can only

feel the aftermath.

If you want to feel the "aftermath", your spiritual perception must be very

high, at least higher than the current Kemon.

The number of psychic fruits consumed by Kemon is not available to anyone in

the Bureau of Investigation. His spiritual perception is terribly high, and it

is impossible to use numerical statistics to calculate how high Kemon’s

psychic knowledge is.

"Why are you awake?" The bandage man standing at the door felt a gaze, and

immediately looked over the bed, and met Kemon.

"I always felt the other person in my dream." Kemon said.

Dream synesthesia! The bandage man's expression was slightly surprised, but he

was not surprised when he turned to think about it. Kemeng is an expert in

this area. Last time he used this method to lock the position of the old man

in the frog club.

"Draw it, let's position her." The bandage man walked into the room and pulled

out the paper from the desk.

Kemeng's painting skills are limited. Kemeng described it, while the bandaged

man felt the appearance of the female ghost by context, and quickly painted on

paper.

"This face should be a little bit more pointed, and the nose dyed a little

bit..." Kemon said.

In a short while, a portrait of a female ghost with a similarity of 95% was

released.

"It's her," the bandage man asked.

"It's her."

"Okay, catch her right away."

"By the way, she is a female ghost, invisible to ordinary people. You have to

send Kozhiling personnel to bring things to deal with grievances."

The bandage man remembered at this moment, this female ghost should not be

simple, but she can interfere with the existence of "the fishing rod of a

famous person."

"Ordinary objects shouldn't help her..." The bandage man thought intently.

"It's better that we wait for her where she is, anyway, her goal is me."

"Well, that's okay." The bandage man nodded and fought a prepared battle,

rather than hurriedly capture.

Then Kemon went to bed again.

The city scene I saw in my dream was relatively unfamiliar. It was a city

Kemeng had never been to. Kemeng needed to check it repeatedly in his dream.

After Kemeng fell into the dream, he opened his eyes again and saw the black

ghost waiting awkwardly in front of him, waiting for the Cthulhu's

instructions.

Cthulhu can do multiple tasks. When Kemeng had a sympathetic female ghost, he

also heard the report of the black ghost, but he had no time to respond.

Now that I was a little free, Kemeng responded, "Continue."

As an evil god, you can't say too much with your mind.

The subordinates can't bear the information sent by the evil god. The black

ghosts are okay, and they are very resistant, but they can't accept too much

messy information, otherwise they will completely lose themselves.

The black ghost understood it and retreated.

The number of believers reported by the black ghost has exceeded hundreds of

thousands. With the strength of the black ghost, it is difficult to count, so

I asked the adventurer to do statistics.

The adventurers have done a very good job of statistics, and gave an accurate

answer-a total of 1.06 million people became Cthulhu believers.

That sounds a lot.

But the black ghost feels not strong enough.

Some adventurous believers told the black ghost that they had 50 million

warriors joining the game to participate in the experience, and one million

people among the 50 million people, really not much.

The problem that causes this dilemma is that the adventurers' emotional

involvement is not deep enough to sink into the plot and have no feelings.

The black ghosts are not manpowered enough, and the means of preaching can

only rely on the local indigenous people to influence adventurers subtly.

If you want to subtly, you need them to invest in real emotions.

Without true worship, it is impossible to become a true Cthulhu believer.

And this time the black ghost ran over to report the progress, fearing that

the great Lord would be dissatisfied and willing to accept punishment.

The black ghost wandered away. It was under the fear control of the evil god,

and it felt the will from the evil god, as if it meant to continue.

In other words, Cthulhu did not blame them for poor conversion efficiency.

After a while, the black ghost left Lalaiye, and Kemun felt the figure of a

female ghost at this time.

By constantly watching, reading the words on the city roadside signs,

remembering the names of certain intersections, etc.

After memorizing the place names of the three roadside signs, Kemeng quickly

returned with synesthesia.

If you have a place name, you can search it directly with your mobile phone,

which is very convenient.

Kemon typed on the map, and within a short while, he found the city where the

other party was located outside the sixth ring of the Octopus market.

The octopus market is so big that even Kemeng hasn't completely finished

shopping, so there are some places I don't know, which is normal.

Based on the comparison of the two voyeuristic dreams, Kemon calculated the

opponent's forward speed.

"At her speed, it is estimated that she will come to me tomorrow morning."

Kemon said.

"Well, then you will peep into your dreams, I will arrange it here and wait

until tomorrow morning to kill her on the spot." The bandage man nodded and

calculated the killing steps with Kemeng.

The first step is Kemeng dreams again, and the second step is for the bandage

man to untie the bandages and touch Kemeng’s angel wings so that Kemeng also

reduces his sense of existence.

When Kemun’s presence is zero ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the female ghost may lose her

target and lose her way.

After all, the side effects of the presence of the bandage man come from zero-

level things, which are the side effects of extremely powerful items, which

are very likely to have an effect on her.

Kemeng heard it, and his eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea." Kemeng raised his finger and praised the bandage man.

After a while, Kemeng fell into a dream again.

This time, Laleieri had no living creatures except Kemon.

Time flows quietly in the deep sea green city.

The sleeping ** in the city is following the red line of fate, peeping at

the flying female ghost.

Her speed is not too fast, much slower than a car, and is equivalent to the

average driving speed of most battery car owners.

After a while, she suddenly stopped, her face looked confused, as if she

didn't know where to go.