I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

　　 Li Changge looked dazed.

　　 Winmanie held her chin, her face flushed, and she whispered in a low voice, "Wow, my song and song have no expressions, and they are so handsome!"

　　 "Hero! You are really a hero!"

　　 The village chief held Li Changge's hand tightly, shaking it constantly, his nose and tears couldn't stop streaming down.

　　 Li Changge was a little uncertain, silently opened the "Ghost List" and took a look.

　　 take another look.

　　 Nima is obviously the tail of the crane?

How does 　　 make it like a hero triumphantly?

　　 How can this old man ignore the first, second, third, and fourth rankings, so he just rushes to himself with gratitude?

　　 Li Changge quietly looked back.

　　 Oda Mai just put away the sword, took a few steps, stepped on, the ground cracked and the mountains shook.

　　Look at Yi Lin again...

Huh? Where did people go?

　　Look at Pan Zhengyi again...

　　 was squatting on the ground, digging his nostrils with a smirk.

　　 Look at Winmany again.

　　 was staring at Li Changge in admiration.

　　 Li Changge suddenly understood the old village chief’s mentality, and he really became more refined as he grew older.

　　 At a glance, the few people here seem to be the most handsome, harmless, and most able to communicate.

　　 "Old village chief, look at us for killing one night, seven in and seven out of the army of evil spirits, and slash countless evil spirits under the sword. How can this be..."

　　 Li Changge smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger and thumb, and rubbed a few times in front of the old village chief.

　　 A gesture that everyone understands.

　　 "Master Ghost Hunter, this..."

　　 The face of the old village chief was embarrassed.

　　 embarrassed?

　　 Is it really embarrassing? There is a drama!

　　 Li Changge, an experienced old actor, hurriedly performed a distressed expression: "Old village chief, you are like this...it’s also difficult for us to do it!"

　　 The word "difficult" is accented.

　　 The old village chief fell silent, his face tangled.

　　 Li Changge continued to perform actor-level acting skills, flickering hard and flickering to death.

　　 "Your village has a long history,"

　　 "There are always some magic weapons handed down from ancient times, right?"

　　 "There is no magic weapon, like magical secrets such as ghost killing secrets, should I have it?"

　　 "Even if it is really not there, there must be some medicine, pill, etc., that can improve your strength, right?"

　　 "We ghost hunters, but a super high-risk profession, have a hard time, okay!"

　　 "As the village head, we kill ghosts for you, and you provide us with a little protection. It should always be right?"

　　 "I have already said that I will expel all ghosts from Guiwu Mountain, leaving no one behind!"

　　 Speaking of emotions, Li Changge's eyes turned red, and the special effects came out again behind his back.

　　 The passionate BGM haunts the ears.

"good!"

　　 The old village chief suddenly raised his head, as if he had made up his mind.

　　……

　　……

　　 Yi Lin quietly came to the one-armed old man while others were not paying attention.

　　 "You survived?"

　　 When the old ghost hunter saw Yi Lin, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It seemed that he had never expected that Yi Lin would survive the ghost tide last night.

　　 Yi Lin smiled slightly and walked into the dark room.

　　 In a corner of the room, a dim candle was still lit.

　　 There are still countless bone sculptures all over the ground.

　　 The hazy face is carved on the bone, and I don’t know what the old man is sculpting.

　　 "The ghost spirit in you... how many ghosts did you kill!"

　　 The old ghost hunter's nose twitched slightly, and a few seconds later, the cloudy eyes hidden behind his hair were slightly glowing.

　　 "276 D-level ghosts and 6 C-level ghost soldiers."

　　 Yi Rin reported the numbers accurately.

　　 "Hey..." The old ghost hunter let out a sneer.

　　 also don't know what is laughing.

　　 He sat down, was picking up the broken knife, and using two black soles to clamp a half-carved human bone.

　　 He held the broken knife's right hand, trembling slightly in the void.

　　 Yi Lin stood aside, his expression unchanged, and stared at the old ghost hunter with a calm look, without making a sound.

　　 "……"

　　 A few minutes later, the old ghost hunter put down the broken knife again.

　　 After all, I still didn't engrave it.

　　 "Why don't you get out?"

　　 Yi Lin smiled and said, "You don't care about me, I see mine, you engrave yours."

　　 "Huh, you are in the way of me."

　　The old ghost hunter grunted impatiently.

　　 "That's because you messed up yourself, so you can't get the knife." Yi Lin shook his head and said softly.

　　 The old ghost hunter shook his whole body, suddenly raised his head, and yelled at Yi Lin Li: "Go away--"

"Ah."

　　 Yi Lin smiled, rolling is naturally impossible.

　　 The two of them stared at each other for 5 minutes.

　　The old ghost hunter lowered his head slumpedly: "I have taught you the secret technique of ghost killing."

　　 Yi Lin shook his head: "But I want to learn how to kill."

　　 While talking, Yi Lin pulled out Blood Jasmine from her waist.

　　 The special shape and the deep blood trough on the blade made the old ghost hunter completely silent.

　　 As we all know, ghosts don’t need bloodletting.

　　 Only people can be killed by bloodletting.

　　 This is not the size of an ordinary ghost hunter's sword.

　　A short knife of this shape is the main risk and is suitable for assassination.

　　 is not suitable for killing ghosts.

　　 The old ghost hunter just glanced at it and knew it in his heart.

　　 Suddenly, the old ghost hunter sighed deeply.

　　 Headlessly said in a low voice: "Huh, this candle light is about to go out, there is no wax, what should I do..."

　　 "Without lights, old man, I can't sculpt my bones..."

　　 "What should I do...cough cough cough."

　　 Yi Lin was slightly startled.

　　 After saying this, the old ghost hunter lowered his head and fiddled with the human bones on the ground, and stopped talking.

　　 Wax?

what is this?

　　 Have you entered any plot again?

　　 Yi Lin suddenly remembered the ancient monster he had found from the corpse of the C-level ghost soldier.

I see.

　　 "You wait for me for a while."

When 　　 Yi Lin re-entered the door, he took six pieces of "ghost wax" in his hand.

　　……

　　【Ghost Wax】

　　【Grade】None

　　【Explanation】The ghost wax condensed from the fat of the ghost soldiers seems to be used to ignite. Note: Do not bring out of this world.

　　……

　　咻!

　　 The candle in the corner of the house was completely extinguished.

　　 The old ghost hunter just took the ghost wax from Yi Lin's hand, picked a small piece of ghost wax, and lit it.

　　 With the burning of ghost wax, a strange fragrance dilutes the smell in the house.

　　 The old ghost hunter sniffed, his expression felt a little relaxed.

　　 "You follow me."

　　The old ghost hunter silently took Yi Lin out of the village.

　　 Here, there is a messy little forest.

　　 On the ground, there is an axe.

　　 The ground was piled up with pieces of wood.

　　 This seems to be the place to chop wood.

　　The old ghost hunter picked up a log that was thicker than the diameter of his head, and his only right hand easily lifted the axe.

　　 Happiness.

　　 The old ghost hunter should not be a simple character when he was young.

　　 You can get a glimpse of this movement of chopping wood.

　　 The axe is very blunt, and the axe's front is rusty and even cracks.

　　 But the old ghost hunter used this rusty axe~www.novelmt.com~ to easily chop a log into a plank.

　　The old ghost hunter carefully erected the wooden board and stood in front of Yi Lin.

　　"?"

　　 Yi Lin looked at the old ghost hunter.

　　 slowly typed a question mark.

　　 "Cut it open."

　　The old ghost hunter took a breath, and then sat down on the ground.

　　 even a joking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 Yi Lin frowned slightly, this is the art of murder?

　　 But after thinking about it for a while, Yi Lin didn't say much. He always felt that the old ghost hunter's behavior seemed to be a bit profound.

　　 And the few firewood cuts just now were not easy.

　　 Thinking of this, Yi Lin stepped forward, preparing to pick up the rusty axe.

　　 "Hey hey."

　　 The old ghost hunter saw this scene and sneered.

　　 Yi Lin ignored the nervous old ghost hunter, just lifted the rusty axe, raised it high, and smashed it down towards the plank.

　　 fell heavily.

　　 is very vigorous.

　　 But the next second.

　　 Yi Lin was stunned.

　　Duang!

　　 Yi Lin felt his palm numb, and the axe in his hand almost flew out.

　　 On the axe, a piece of wooden board unexpectedly collapsed with another gap.

　　 A crack spreads from the gap to the axe handle.

　　 Yi Rin reasonably speculated that if he did it again, the axe might break into two pieces.

　　 "Hey hey...cough cough cough!" The old ghost hunter laughed presumptuously, until he lost his breath, and finally turned into a dry cough.

　　 Yi Lin frowned, raised the axe in his hand and looked at it for a long time.

　　 He suddenly used a very serious tone, turned his head and asked: "This axe... can I sharpen it?"