weird world corpse

Chapter 253 Weird, Really Cowardly

The pattern was blurry at first, but gradually became clearer as time went on.

The distorted smoke formed a human figure, with facial features and hands and feet, except that there was no color, just like a sketch.

The man was wearing a domineering robe and his hair was simply tied up.

The patterns of all kinds of auspicious beasts on the robe are very majestic.

After the human form appeared, it slowly stretched out its hands.

One hand pointed to the sky, and the other pointed to Fang Mu and the others.

No words were seen from this figure, and the void outside the platform suddenly changed.

A staircase emerged from the platform and began to extend towards the outside.

The speed of extension was very fast, extending a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the stairs began to slow down, and on the opposite side of the stairs, an antique red building was slowly revealed.

The red building is red from top to bottom, covered with reliefs of various auspicious animals.

Judging from the reliefs, the auspicious beasts are vivid, and it is obvious that the people who sculpted this red building had ingenuity.

The stairs stretch all the way to the bottom of the red building, where there is a red wooden door.

At this time, the figure swayed for a while, and shouted to the sky: "Xinyue Tower, the name of the world, a hundred generals will return at the right time, where to rely on thousands of plans, open!"

Accompanied by this shout, the tightly closed wooden door suddenly opened.

It was pitch black inside the wooden door, and there was nothing to be seen from the outside.

After the figure finished saying these words, it turned into curling smoke and got into the wooden door in a blink of an eye.

As the smoke entered the wooden door, the entire Crescent Building seemed to come alive, and it even began to tremble slightly.

After trembling for a while, the speed of the vibration gradually weakened, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

The long table is gone, and so is the copper tripod on it!
Apart from the Crescent Tower, there is nothing on the platform.

The answer is already obvious, the next step should be to enter the wooden door through the stairs.

Fang Mu stroked his chin and said, "What are you watching me do? This is your trial, not mine. Hurry up and go in."

The moment the wooden door opened, all the mystics cast their eyes on Fang Mu, and when they heard this sentence, they all rubbed their hands excitedly.

But none of them moved, they were waiting for Fang Mu to take a step first.

This person is here to invigilate the exam, how dare they overstep?

After seeing their expressions, Fang Mu suddenly realized that they were all waiting for him to leave first.

All along, as long as he entered such an unknown place, he was used to letting others go first.

For example, Tie Suanxian, Ling Mo and so on.

Of course, Fang Mu has always used coercive methods to convince others with virtue.

His status is different now, he is the inspector, he should go first, otherwise, if these guys have a tendency to cheat, he won't be able to see it.

The inside of the wooden door was pitch black, and Fang Mu had no ink marks, so he walked in.

His master has said it all, and he can handle it with his ability, so he naturally has nothing to say.

The moment he stepped through the wooden door, Fang Mu felt a blur before his eyes, and then appeared in an empty space.

This is the interior of the Crescent Building. There are antique furniture inside, and there is a seat in front of it, and a man in a white robe is sitting on it.

The man was holding a folding fan in his hand, and was fanning it leisurely, his eyes were not opened, showing a leisurely look.

Footsteps came from behind, and hundreds of Xuanshi also squeezed in.

It is also miraculous to say that as the monks walked in, the space inside also expanded automatically. Even if hundreds of people came in, it still would not feel crowded.

After the monks came in, they all looked at the people sitting on the chairs with wary faces.

It's not so much human as it is weird.

The man was closing his eyes, and seemed to be concentrating.

When the last Xuanshi walked in, the man opened his eyes, with a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes, as if time has passed and things have changed.

"How long has passed, and no one has come in." The man slowly opened his eyes, and said leisurely: "Since we are here, let's play a game, the winner lives, the loser dies...you..."

He only spoke half of the words, and he couldn't say the rest.

Because it set its sights on Fang Mu.

"Transformation...transformation dragon? No! You killed many of the same kind at the dragon transformation level, I can feel the breath!" The man with the folding fan analyzed it, turned around and was about to run away.

As a weird one with an IQ, unlike those wild ones, it is very reasonable to run away.

It's not scary to transform a dragon, what's scary is the breath of those of the same kind, the desperate breath of being beaten to death by this big boss.

It has a unique ability to perceive these breaths, breaths that make him tremble.

The Xuanshi looked at each other, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

The supervisor was so terrified that he would nod and run away even when he saw something strange.

At this moment, they understood that with the strength of the Inspector, there was really no need to deliberately embarrass them. Maybe he beat them to correct their mistakes.

"If you dare to run, your legs will be broken!" Fang Mu rarely saw such a situation, so he quickly realized it.

Next to him, Gui Yi played the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the dangerous breath circulated.

The figure of the man with the folding fan who was running away gave a sudden pause, then turned his head with a wry smile.

"Ex...Senior." The man with the folding fan said tremblingly: "This junior also did many good deeds during his lifetime, I beg you to hold your hands high and spare your life..."

Fang Murao said with interest: "Interesting, how can you perceive the breath of your kind?"

"This is the ability of the junior." The man with the folding fan explained pitifully: "The junior was a counselor before he was alive, and what he possessed was the ability of hope. Although it is useless after death, there are still some leftovers. One or two."

Speaking of this, the man with the folding fan looked at Fang Mu cautiously, and said with a wry smile: "Senior's aura is very strong, and the strangeness that died in the hands of senior is also very strong. They died... very tragically."

"Gudu!"

I don't know who brought it up first, the sound of swallowing saliva resounded in the space.

Oh my god, this Inspector is still an evil spirit, it's too scary, but luckily he didn't speak too aggressively before.

Fang Mu smiled and said, "Don't bring up the past, come here, be good, be obedient, or you will be worse than them."

Smiling expression, but said cruel words.

Not only the man with the folding fan, but even the monks took a step back.

Fang Mu's expression became serious: "If you tell you to move forward, you should retreat, you are not giving me face."

A butcher's knife appeared, and Fang Mu put it directly on the neck of the folding fan man.

"I killed a lot of weirdos." Fang Mu said viciously, "But today you don't give me face, the situation is very serious."

"Forgive me!" The man with the folding fan cried bitterly: "Senior, just tell me, and I will do everything!"

(End of this chapter)