Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Chapter 59 Humans and Ghosts Are Not the Same

After finishing the fight, Su Ming squatted down in front of the half-dead corpse with a smile.

"How did he die?"

The half-dead corpse, its mouth agape, thought for a long time before finally saying, "I...I forgot."

The words were spoken.

I slapped it across the face.

That was too much force.

With one slap, the head of the half-dead corpse spun 360 degrees, its neck twisted into a pretzel.

Then, it suddenly turned back.

Both eyes were blurry.

It understood.

It understood everything.

They're all sets.

It's all a routine.

Even if Wen Qi and Shen Wanyu hadn't appeared, it might not have been able to defeat Su Ming with the force of that slap alone.

All I can say is that there are just too many tricks people use.

"I do want to," Su Ming said, exasperated. "You've even forgotten how you died? How dare you call yourself a ghost?"

"Revenge?"

"What's the target?"

"What about obsession?"

"If you don't have any of these, what kind of ghost are you?"

The half-dead corpse struggled to think, struggled to recall.

Ghosts can retain their most profound memories from their previous life.

But this guy's most vivid memory of his life wasn't actually the way he died.

It was a woman.

To be precise, it was the woman he longed for during his lifetime.

It remembered this woman very clearly and comprehensively.

"I only remember my Xiuqin."

"Waaaaah, my Xiuqin, I miss you so much."

"That's the woman I love most."

At the thought of the sad parts, the half-dead corpse began to wail loudly.

"Why are you crying?"

Su Ming slapped her again: "Shut up, tell me in detail about this woman, Xiuqin."

The half-dead corpse was wiping away tears as it spoke.

"Zhang Xiuqin, a senior in Class 7 of Xicheng No.1 Middle School, is very beautiful."

"I live at No. 37 Heping Street, Old Town, Xicheng City. I have a gentle personality, like to wear white dresses, and pass through an old alley every day after school..."

Good guy.

Su Ming was stunned.

This half-dead body remembers things far too clearly; it even remembers Zhang Xiuqin's home address and clothing.

After listening, Su Ming took out his phone and called Zhou Zhengyang directly.

"Old Zhou, help me find someone. She's from Xicheng City and used to attend Xicheng No. 1 Middle School. Her name is Zhang Xiuqin."

Zhou Zhengyang rubbed his temples.

While searching, he kept muttering, "My little darling, can you please not ask me for such trivial inquiries?"

"I am, after all, the director of the Bureau of Abnormalities. I've been so busy lately that I haven't even been able to get any sleep."

Although he said it, Zhou Zhengyang was actually very efficient.

He quickly found Zhang Xiuqin's detailed personal information.

"I've sent it to your phone, check it yourself."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ming looked at Zhang Xiuqin's information.

They are indeed from Xicheng City.

She is already married and has children.

Zhou Zhengyang also sent someone to find out about the situation.

According to Zhang Xiuqin's recollection, she did have many suitors during her high school years.

Combined with the appearance of a half-dead corpse.

It can be confirmed that the half-dead body was one of Zhang Xiuqin's suitors before his death.

Furthermore, according to additional information, it was a delinquent in its lifetime, having dropped out of school early and spending its days either fighting or stealing.

Then one day he suddenly disappeared.

Some people said he went to work in another city and never came back.

That happened more than 30 years ago, and there's no way to investigate it further.

After reviewing the information, Su Ming clicked on Zhang Xiuqin's photo.

"Look, is that her?"

The half-dead body looked at the photo, its head tilted as if its brain was stuck.

After a long pause, he finally asked, "Who...who is this lady?"

"Isn't this your goddess, Zhang Xiuqin?"

"I'm married, have two sons, and am 51 years old this year."

The half-dead corpse's eyes were wide open.

The difference between the campus goddess in his memory and the middle-aged woman in the photo is just too big.

"No, I don't believe it."

"impossible."

Su Ming patted the shoulder of the half-dead corpse: "Humans and ghosts are different."

People get old; that's a natural law.

"No, no, no." The half-dead corpse went into a frenzy, its hands gripping its scalp tightly.

"Then kill her."

"Kill her."

"Let her become a ghost like me."

"Hahaha, kill her."

"Xiuqin, my beloved Xiuqin..."

Seeing the half-dead corpse, now in a frenzy and with a grotesque expression, Su Ming waved his hand and tossed it, along with the road sign, into the decorative column.

This is the emotion of a ghost.

Even if one retains such complete emotions and memories from their lifetime, they will still become distorted and perverse.

However, this is certain.

Lin Jiajia's guess was correct.

Take out your phone and turn on real-time navigation.

Without real-time navigation, Su Ming would lose his way on the first level of the abyss.

This layer is probably larger than Su Ming imagined.

Just as they determined their location and were about to continue, inhuman roars echoed from the hazy fog.

The roar sounded somewhat familiar.

If Su Ming remembers correctly.

That was Yu Mengnian's roar.

Wen Qi acted immediately; a strand of black hair broke off in the middle and silently disappeared into the gray mist.

After a moment, she spoke, "The sound is very far away, from the northwest."

"She looks like she's fighting something."

"Would you like to see it?"

Su Ming looked in the direction Wen Qi was pointing.

That direction is completely opposite to the designated location in the real-time navigation.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "I'm not going."

There's nothing you can do even if you go.

Yu Mengnian has become a devastating mutated monster.

Those who can fight her are mostly at the Destruction level.

Speaking of the Destruction level, Su Ming leaned closer to Wen Qi and asked expectantly, "School beauty, how far are you from the Destruction level?"

Wen Qi thought for a moment and said, "Soon."

"I'm already touching that level."

"However," she paused, "Heng'an Middle School is a bit small."

Su Ming understood.

The level 2 scenario of Heng'an Middle School is insufficient to support Wen Qi in stepping into the destruction level.

Heng An Middle School should at least be upgraded to level three or above.

Therefore, we need to collect more fixed scenes.

Start scanning.

Su Ming stared at Ailing Pet Hospital.

That's the closest fixed scene to me.

And it was also on the way to the designated location.

"Great, this is the one."

He glanced back at the direction of the roar, marked it on the real-time navigation, and then continued forward.

A dozen minutes later, Su Ming cursed and broke the hand that was gripping his ankle.

There are too many corpses in the soil of the first layer of the abyss.

In a distance of only a few hundred meters, he stepped on at least seven or eight bodies.

Although these corpses are not a great threat, they only possess restricted-level strength.

But there are too many.

Moreover, it is impossible to communicate with them in the slightest.

They're like landmines; stepping on them will cause them to explode, but if you don't, nothing will happen.

Su Ming only realized this now.

For him, the most troublesome ones were not those intelligent, dangerous or super dangerous ghosts.

Rather, they are those restricted classes that lack any intelligence and act solely on instinct.

Unable to communicate, unable to exchange ideas, unable to threaten.

The auras of Wen Qi and Shen Wanyu were so intimidating that they became motionless, as if they had become real corpses.

But if we don't deter them, they will relentlessly pursue us to the death.

According to Wen Qi.

These corpses are like seeds from the depths of the abyss, in a state of semi-recovery.

They will immediately revive once you get close to them.

They don't react at all unless you get close.

These seeds will slowly grow in the soil.

When the time comes, or when there are enough nutrients, it will take root and sprout, forming places like dry wells, broken road signs, or even Ailing Pet Hospital.

This is somewhat similar to the strange creatures on the surface of Earth, but even more dangerous.

Su Ming cursed and smashed the corpse that was grabbing his ankle.

During this period, he felt that his ankles were almost scratched raw.

Every day, I experience dozens or even hundreds of ghostly foot-grabbing incidents.

Are all these ghosts foot fetishists?

They like my size 46 feet?

"School beauty, headless sister, please step back a little."

When Su Ming got angry, he pulled a shovel out of his backpack and started digging.

Dig and dig.

He dug out one corpse after another.

Even after digging seven or eight meters deep, they could still find corpses underneath.

Who knows how many corpses are buried in the deepest part of the abyss?