weird world corpse

Chapter 337 Low Level Slowness
"Exception?" Fang Mu frowned and said, "Why is Shengxue Mountain the only exception?"

The owner of the ghost market said: "Because they missed their feet, that is an exception."

Having said that, the owner of the Ghost City turned his attention to one location - Fang Mu's shoulder.

Fang Mu also cast his gaze over there, just in time to see the bewildered Ah Bai.

Abai expressed his confusion, it was listening with great enthusiasm, and wanted to know what the unexpected situation was, but it didn't expect that it would become the protagonist at this moment.

"Meow meow meow?"

What can it do?
The owner of the ghost city smiled mysteriously, and said meaningfully: "Don't forget its identity, it is a trick-eating beast, the nemesis of weirdness, I also raised a trick-eating beast before, if the trick-eating beast reaches the barren level, it is An ability will be awakened."

Following the story of the owner of the ghost market, Fang Mu thought of Abai's newly awakened ability - the sense of smell.

A keen sense of smell can help Ah Bai track down the enemy. In this way, wouldn't Ah Bai be able to directly track every mysterious site.

"You think too much." The owner of the ghost city saw Fang Mu's thoughts, shook his head and said, "According to the current situation, at most we can only find traces of the Holy Snow Mountain."

Fang Mu touched his chin, and asked doubtfully, "Why?"

Fang Mu expressed his doubts if he could find traces of the Holy Snow Mountain, but why he couldn't find other mysterious ruins.

"That's why I said it was an accident." The owner of the ghost market spread his hands and said, "Think about it, animals have a keen sense of smell. If you want it to help you find things, don't you have to smell the same thing first?"

When Fang Mu heard the words, he suddenly realized.

He now understands why the ghost city owner said it was an accident.

Because at present, it is Shengxue Mountain who is specialized in doing things, and Shengxue Mountain seems to have something left here.

"Then go to that shop now." Fang Mu waved his hand: "Arrest that spy, and then we can finish the job."

The ghost city owner asked strangely: "Don't you have the key in the bottle, wouldn't it be better to use the key?"

Fang Mu raised his hand, revealing the pattern in the shape of the door, and said, "You don't think I don't use the key, do you? Otherwise, why would I have such a thing in my hand?"

The corner of the ghost city owner's mouth twitched and said: "You are really brave, you dare to open that door at will, but it seems that you have nothing to do with it."

Fang Mu really wanted to say that he didn't open it deliberately, but felt that there was no need to explain.

The owner of the ghost city stopped talking and waved his hand lightly.

The space began to distort, and then a strange figure in a red dress with a long tongue appeared in the palace.

Fang Mu glanced at it, except for the tongue that stretched to the floor, it was weird and pretty.

After the red clothes appeared strangely, he glanced at it in confusion.

When it found out its situation, it immediately trembled.

"Sir... my lord." Hong Yi said in a strange and fearful way: "My lord summons the villain to come over, but if there is something important, the lord can just say it, and the villain will go through fire and water without hesitation."

The ghost city owner smiled, and stretched out a hand to grab Hong Yi's weird right arm.

The red-clothed man was full of doubts, not understanding what happened.

"laugh--"

At this moment, there was a sound of shattering rags, and the strange right hand in red was directly torn apart by the ghost city owner.

"what--"

The red-clothed screamed strangely and kept rolling on the ground.

"My patience is limited." The owner of the ghost market said flatly: "If you don't explain, you know the methods of the ghost market. As for what you should explain, you know it well, so I don't need to say more."

This passage was like a knife, piercing deeply into Hong Yiwei's heart, causing Hong Yiwei to stop screaming.

"My lord... my lord, this villain knows my mistake." Hongyi didn't hide her strangeness, and quickly said: "A villain should not collude with Shengxue Mountain, let alone seek benefits from both sides."

While speaking, Hong Yiwei endured the severe pain and quickly kowtowed.

The owner of the ghost market sneered: "Benefits? Take your benefits and see."

Hong Yi was taken aback strangely, although she didn't understand what was going on, she still quickly stretched out her remaining hand.

A light black breath drifted past, followed by a wooden comb.

The red dress said in a strange and obedient manner: "My lord, this is what Shengxue Mountain gave me, and it can increase my strength by [-]%."

The owner of the Ghost City took it, threw it to Fang Mu, and said, "That's it, as long as you smell the smell from here, the trick-eating beast will find the root cause."

Fang Mu took it, looked at the wooden comb in his hand, handed it to Ah Bai, and said, "Come on, Ah Bai, smell it."

Ah Bai also understood Fang Mu's mood at the moment, so he didn't hesitate, and just sniffed the wooden comb.

Fang Mu asked, "Do you have any clues?"

"Meow!"

Ah Bai yelled and nodded, indicating that he had made it very clear.

Only then did Fang Mu put away the wooden comb, then looked at the red clothes strangely, and rubbed his hands.

This red dress is weird...but it can trigger the corpse touch technique.

Of course, Fang Mu would not let go of such a good opportunity, after all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

"What do you want to do again?" The ghost city owner was terrified by Fang Mu's expression, and couldn't understand Fang Mu at all.

Fang Mu smiled and said, "Since it offended me, how about letting me kill it myself?"

The owner of the ghost city thought for a while, and threw the strangeness over without any objection.

"No, spare me!" Hong Yi begged strangely, but it was of no avail.

A knife flashed, and the red clothes were split into two by Fang Mu.

Regular creeps are just that, and their rare weakness.

Their rules are a joke when the enemy is stronger than them.

Invisible ripples appeared, and Fang Mu touched it very vaguely.

A beep comes.

[You have touched the hanging trick and gained a trace of true energy. 】

This red dress is weirdly weak, and a trace of true energy is useless.

But the notification sound was not over, because Fang Mu had acquired a skill.

[You have picked up the hanging trick and obtained the skill - low-level slowness, which can slightly slow down the enemy's actions, and is only effective against enemies whose strength is lower than your own. 】

A wave of information came into Fang Mu's mind, and Fang Mu had a general understanding of the purpose of low-level slowness.

It can only be applied to those whose strength is lower than his, and the degree of slowness is not high.

For example, before the low-level slowdown, you can hit 45 hits per second, and after you hit it, you can hit [-] hits per second at most. There is not much difference.

It's very tasteless, tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to throw it away, but it may be able to exert special effects in some specific places.

On his shoulder, Ah Bai exhaled black air, swallowing the red clothes strangely.

Fang Mu raised his head, just in time to see the owner of the ghost market and the black shadow hiding far away, he couldn't help but have black lines all over his head: "What are you doing?"

The owner of the ghost city made a "touching" movement, and said with disgust: "In fact, there are very few loves across races. If you try, you'd better find a human..."

Fang Mu: "..."

(End of this chapter)