Chapter 12: 1.12

Even though BoSS was indeed a drunkard, he was obviously not happy. It didn't even have the mood to drink the ball of liquid in his hand, and smashed the wine ball sideways with angrily, smashing the water splash. Then he stared at Gu Mozhi and started a crazy attack.
Obviously, with the necrotic small brain of the zombie, it was impossible to imagine who gave it to this wine offering. So it glared at the dead fish, and recognized the guy who had wounded him dozens of times in front of him, and took him to surgery.
It doesn't matter if Gu Mozhi continues to walk forward to BoSS. On the contrary, their pressure has doubled, because they have no extra wine to use, and the wine sacrifice is obviously no longer available, otherwise it will only increase the anger of BoSS.
Jian Linglong is very sorry: "I didn't expect that the wine spilled later would hit the zombies' heads. I knew I wouldn't do it anymore."
Everyone should not blame her. After all, they are people who have never offered sacrifices to the dead, let them do it, maybe they will make more incredible moves.
"Now think of ways to remedy it," the college girl reassured. "Isn't there still dry smoke? Try again with that."
"How do you get dry smoke?" Everyone was a lot more cautious this time and didn't dare to do it easily.
Fenmao looked at it for a while and said, "Doesn't it generally burn things to ghosts? Or try to burn this cigarette gun?"
"... This is metal." The girl reminded.
Only the section where the tobacco shred is placed at the bottom is a metal "flare", and the other parts are made of wood. If it burns, at most the piece of wood will be burned, and the metal will be useless.
If you cannot burn a full set, who knows what the consequences will be?
Pink fur gritted his teeth: "Burn! There is no other way. What can I do besides burning? What if it burns together? This is a supernatural copy, everything is possible."
College girls do n’t think it ’s ridiculous to burn this kind of non-flammable metal here.
Everyone came to the wall with a smoky gun. There were a lot of things like lamp holders on the wall, but instead of lighting the oil lamps, white candles were inserted. It's a bit tall, but it's good that the pink hair master is long, and it's enough to stand on tiptoe.
He waited for a long time with a cigarette gun, and finally lit the cigarette gun. A dark green flame ignited on the body of the smoke gun, and a ghost fire different from the ordinary flame actually appeared. Moreover, this is not a ghost fire burning with white phosphorus, but a serious "ghost fire", and the wood part of the lance was burned out within ten seconds.
Then ... it went out ...
It seems that the ghost fire can't burn metal. Everyone is lost in thought.
They didn't even dare to see the zombies over there, they could figure it out with their toes, and something would appear in the zombies' hands in a moment.
Only Jian Linglong turned his head and looked over, just to see a cigarette gun appear in the hands of the zombie. The zombie paused again, took a smoky gun and looked at it for a while, revealing a look of joy and joy.
Yes, this is its smoke gun!
Then it carefully put the cigarette holder to his mouth and took a sip intoxicated.
--no taste.
He opened his eyes sharply and stared at the place where the tobacco was put under the cigarette gun. It remembered that he had not put tobacco. However, once it does not have tobacco, even if it does, the place where it is put is also nothing. This smoke gun is incomplete and cannot smoke at all.
"... Aoao!" The zombie hissed angrily.
Several players shrank their necks together, not knowing what to do.
"It seems that this will not work." The young man said dryly, trying to ease the atmosphere.
Jian Linglong looked sympathetically at her teacher, who was mad at BoSS as a human sandbag. By the way, she admired a teacher's agility and reached out, but she was never attacked. Then he turned his head and continued to discuss the method with others.
Listening to them scratching their heads and scratching their heads and discussing for a long time without saying anything, Jian Linglong couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Without further effort to solve the BoSS, she will be sprayed with the smelly blood.
She bit her lip and thought for a long time, looking for the way to break the game this time. Suddenly, she was blessed to the soul: "Speaking of it, zombies have entities, right?"
Everyone nodded together, wondering why she asked this.
Jian Linglong wiped her face and said helplessly and indignantly: "So it's not a ghost that can't be seen. Why should we burn something to it? It can touch the entity and hand him the smoke gun directly Is it over? "
As for whether the zombie can smoke or not, she is not in charge.
This sentence awakened everyone instantly.
Yeah, zombies are physical. Why do they have to burn things to it? If you just throw the smoke gun directly, will the zombie be satisfied?
The novice copy should have been a simple copy, and the cracking method for this game was also very simple, that is, to put the wine jar and the tobacco and tobacco, so that the zombies would be happy to drink and smoke. When it is satisfied, it will automatically lie back in the coffin, and the spirits will be separated from them.
Unexpectedly, this group of players themselves simply made the simple copy into difficulty.
Now that the wine is spilled and the cigarette gun is broken, things are back to the original point, what should they do?
"Then you can only get a cigarette gun again." The woman who hadn't spoken hesitated for a long while, and then opened the mouth. "We burned it, and it can be obtained. Then we can make one by ourselves. It ’s a smoke gun. The wine ca n’t be replenished. The smoke gun is fine. "
Others looked at her expectantly: "How to get it?"
The woman smiled: "I think you are all very young, and you probably haven't had much contact with the ancestor worship. Ingot? A lot of people are still very fashionable, and they made house cars from paper and burned them to their ancestors. So I thought about it, or else we would use paper to make a cigarette gun. "
Her words provide everyone with a new idea-although the real thing is now gone, there can still be virtual things. As she said, both physical and incorporeal, they can be handed over to BoSS in a certain way, it is better to continue to use this.
But the problem is that none of them will make paper cigarette guns.
The young man hesitated: "I can draw, otherwise I will draw one on paper, then cut it off and burn it to BoSS?"
"I think it's okay!" Tenth-level hand disabled can only draw the stickman's female college student's first approval, and immediately ran to find pen and paper.
It is not easy to find paper and pens in the hall, but there are incense ash and excess yellow paper. During the daytime, NPC townspeople burned yellow paper when they came to hang their funerals, but because ghosts would n’t do this, everyone ignored the yellow paper that was placed there, but now it can be used to make a living.
No pen and ink can only be replaced with incense ash. The young man used his fingers to get a little bit of the remaining liquid on the wine jar, and then dipped the incense ash to paint on the yellow paper. However, because the conditions are too bad, the cigarette gun he painted is really strange. Except for the shape similar to the one just now, there is no similarity in other places.
The young man was also very guilty: "The time is too tight, and the incense ash is not easy to use. I can't modify it in detail, it can only be like this."
Everyone nodded to understand, but this thing is really hard to see as a smoky gun. I am worried that I will not know what it is after burning the BoSS, then it will be troublesome.
Jian Linglong gave full play to her teacher ’s fine tradition, and put forward a bad idea: "Or write the word" smoke gun "on the body of the smoke gun? Anyway, this is just the way it is burned out, there is no way to restore the BoSS smoke gun , Do n’t care about two more words. "
"..." At first glance, this suggestion seemed very reasonable. Although everyone felt something was wrong, the young man still sloppily started. At this time, they don't have time to think about it. They can only deal with dead cats with blind cats.
Thinking of the previous situation, Fan Mao temporarily added a sentence: "Draw a little more tobacco, otherwise you will not be able to smoke."
"okay!"
The young man drew a thick smoke piece three times and five times, and he also taught the word "smoke piece" on it, and said eloquently that he turned back and let the BoSS pull the shredded tobacco from the top when he smoked. Such a large piece should be enough for a long time.
Jian Linglong was puzzled: "Is the shredded tobacco shredded into strips?"
"It doesn't matter." Who cares about it all at this moment, "It's almost enough."
"Don't worry about the details when the situation is urgent." Fan Mao also agreed with him, and then handed the painted yellow paper to the girl, and asked her to tear off the cigarette and cigarettes.
There are no scissors here, so we can only tear by hand. But he feels that he might tear up the paintings, and it is better to leave it to the careful girl.
The girl started without saying a word, carefully tearing off the two complete paintings. Then Pink Mao took it and put it on the candle to ignite it, watching it burned to ashes in an instant by the green flame.
Everything is ready, and everyone looked at the zombies anxiously, wondering if they could do it this time.
A few seconds later, a squirt gun that was so thin as paper and a seemingly perfunctory non-thick cigarette appeared in the hands of the zombie, with four words written on it, fearing that people with deep myopia Can see clearly what is written.
The zombie suddenly stiffened.
Things are "real" things. After burning, they change from painting to real objects, but it is not false, but because they are plane paintings, they appear to be flat real objects. This means that this stuff is still unusable, that is, the "smoke sheet" can be burnt and emit a smell of smoke. But looking at that thickness, it is estimated that it will not burn a few times.
Seeing this scene, everyone followed with stiffness.
After finishing the ball, this completely offended the zombie.
BoSS was indeed mad, and he even started to use his necrotic head and found that the culprit who had just teased him three times in a row was not the who had been playing with it for a while, but five small shrimps hiding in the corner . The evidence is the yellow paper fragments scattered around them, and the incense burner that belongs to it when it was stowed away at unknown time!
Just tease it and steal his incense burner and yellow paper! It is unbearable! ! It tears them up! ! !