One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

After finally waiting until night, Gangzi and Ah Shui were full of snacks and littered everywhere, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

He Yan glanced at the dark night outside, and tiptoed up.

He shook the soul ring, and the fierce ghost f4 got out immediately, and called him "big brother" respectfully.

"You guys, go and wake up those two idiots." He Yan ordered while putting on his shoes.

f4 looked at each other, nodded and turned around to call Ah Shui and Gangzi to get up.

The poor two hundred and five were called out not long after they fell asleep, and they were looking at He Yan with an unhappy expression.

As soon as Ah Shui curled his mouth, he burst into tears.

"Uglier than He Yan, what are you doing waking me up at night?" Ah Shui cried, with dissatisfaction with He Yan between the lines.

He Yan stood by the bed fully dressed, with his hands on his hips, and said, "Didn't you say that Bendiga can't catch ghosts? Bendiga will prove it to you tonight."

F4 returned to the soul ring when the two woke up.

He Yan waved his hand and said, "Go, follow Bendiga."

As soon as Ah Shui and Gangzi heard that they were going to catch ghosts, they immediately became excited.

They are fools, they don't know what danger is, and they don't know what curfew is.

So, the three mental patients lined up and walked out of the room door, walking all the way to the gate of the mental hospital.

Looking at the tall iron gate, Ah Shui asked, "He Yan, how do we get out?"

"Stupid, why don't we just sneak through here." Gangzi patted his chest with a confident expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of his hands pierced through the gap in the middle of the big iron gate, and his whole body twisted and twisted like a maggot.

"I'm fat, and I can't get through it." Gangzi confessed vigorously while talking.

He Yan pouted, secretly thinking that these are really two fools.

There is only a little gap in the iron gate, don't say you are fat, even if you are a skeleton, you can't get through it.

That's all, stupid Muggles.

Thinking of this, He Yan took the transformation device and shouted at the door: "Open Sesame,"

With a "creak", the door slowly opened a crack enough for a person to pass through.

The three psychos quickly slipped out.

System: The host is dying again.

"It's so dark." Gangzi held his head in his hands, bowed his waist, and his voice trembled slightly.

The same is true for Ah Shui, they have basically never seen Jiangcheng at night, let alone sneak out to play at night.

He Yan took the dominant position at this moment. He held his head high and held his transformation device in his hand and said, "You two stupid Muggles, tonight, let you have a taste of Bendiga's power."

Like a bear, Ah Shui and Gangzi followed He Yan step by step towards the back mountain of the mental hospital.

It is said that this back mountain was a cemetery a long time ago, which is quite scary.

But He Yan is not afraid, he is a brave warrior of Alter Star, just a little ghost, don't even think about hurting him.

The three of them walked for almost an hour in the night before they came to a forest in the back mountain. The dense forest covered most of the moonlight, and there were rustling sounds from time to time.

Both Gangzi and Ah Shui were a little nervous.

He Yan was extremely excited, the more dangerous the place, the more he needed Ultraman Tiga.

Ah Shui turned his head to look around, and said, "He Yan, I'm afraid of the dark, it's so dark here."

"I'm also afraid of the dark, can you turn on the sun?" Gangzi said.

Good guy, I thought these two guys were afraid of ghosts, but I didn't expect them to be simply afraid of the dark.

He Yan shook his head: "Don't be afraid, Bendijia is here."

"Then can you turn on the sun?" Gangzi asked again.

He Yan glanced at him like an idiot, and said: "You are so stupid, how could Bendiga open the sun? The sun will rise when it should rise."

Before Gangzi could speak, Ah Shui's exclamation came from beside him.

He pointed to an open space in front of him and said, "Why Yan, Gangzi, there is someone in front."

He Yan looked around, and there were a few vague figures squatting on the ground about 50 meters away from them, not knowing what they were doing.

Gangzi squinted his eyes, stared at it for a few seconds, and said, "They also sneaked out to play."

[Drip, the system has detected five silver-level ghosts, the host is not strong enough to fight against them, please leave the host as soon as possible. 】

"I see, they squatted on the ground, playing with handkerchiefs." He Yan looked excited.

He is the best at playing games. He was once the king of games in Jiangcheng Mental Hospital.

After leaving these words, He Yan ran towards those figures.

Ah Shui and Gangzi followed closely behind.

When he was in front of the figures, He Yan could see their faces clearly. They were a few teenagers. Their faces were ashen, their bodies were a little wet, and their hair was still dripping.

He Yan felt that these children must have had too much fun, look at those sweaty, wet clothes.

"What are you playing?" He Yan asked with a smile.

One of the children raised his head and looked at He Yan with his dark eyes. He curled his lips into a smile that didn't mean anything, and then pointed to the handkerchief on the ground.

Gangzi quickly picked it up and saw that it was a red handkerchief that was about to be soaked in blood. He chuckled and said, "You are playing with the handkerchief, and I want to play too."

"Let's play together." The kid spoke with a gloomy voice.

However, these three big living people were only immersed in the joy of playing the game, and did not notice what was wrong with these children at all.

In He Yan's view, there will always be some bear children who will sneak out to play without listening to their parents.

Five children and three adults sat down in a circle.

One of the older children talked about the rules of the game. They first use rock-paper-scissors to choose a person to pass the handkerchief to, and whoever gets the handkerchief has to chase that person. , the other party has to let him punish.

If he didn't catch up, he was left to deal with punishment.

The three nervous people were already very familiar with the rules of the handkerchief throwing game, and hurriedly urged to start quickly.

In the first round, the loser in the boxing match was one of the brats, who circled behind everyone with a handkerchief.

The eerie song of throwing handkerchiefs accompanied by several tenor voices sounded in the middle of the night and on the silent mountain.

Soon, a song ended, and the handkerchief fell on Gangzi's head.

He laughed and grabbed the handkerchief above his head, got up immediately and went to chase the little devil.

Gangzi is five big and three thick, and he runs extremely fast.

It's just that no matter how he chased after him, he always kept a distance of more than one meter away from that kid.

After running around for a few laps, Gangzi was already out of breath from exhaustion, but the brat still didn't change his face, and stuck out his tongue at him, making a grimace.

He Yan watched and laughed.

These kids are really interesting.

"You lost." The kid quickly sat in Gangzi's seat, pointed at him and said.

Gangzi slapped his forehead, annoyed that he lost in the first round.

"Then how are you going to punish me?" Gangzi asked.

The little ghost smiled strangely, and said: "You give me your life, this is punishment."

"What kind of punishment is this?" Gangzi was puzzled.

The little ghost looked straight at Gangzi, with a hint of greed in his eyes, and he said, "Anyway, just promise to give me your life."

"Okay, okay." Gangzi curled his lips and took a horse gait. He moved his hands left and right, as fast as a hot wheel.

"Huhuhaha." Gangzi stopped his arms like hot wheels, let out a deep breath, then closed his eyes, scratched his forehead with both hands, and finally seemed to catch something, and moved towards the The kid lost it.

The little devil's eyes narrowed, and he quickly turned his head to avoid it.

Seeing him dodging, Gangzi clapped his big hands and said, "It's over, it's over, it's over, why did you escape?"

"What do you want to do?" The kid's tone became cold.

Gangzi got up and ran behind the little ghost, plopped down on his knees, with his butt pouted, and kept grabbing the air with both hands on the ground.

Shouting in his mouth: "It's over, it's over, my life is all on the ground, what I just threw over is my life."

"Your life?" The little devil's eyeballs rolled upwards, and finally the eye sockets were filled with whites.

He felt insulted, and immediately pinched his hands to Gangzi and said, "I'll take your life myself."