Ghost puzzle: send me a ghost every day

Blessed heart!

A light suddenly flashed in their minds, maybe they didn't want this.

Bai Ye stretched out his hand and swiped forward at will, and an entrance to the Green Mountain Ghost Dragon formed in the air.

As if they had found their target in an instant, a group of black shadows swarmed towards the entrance of the ghost.

Ben, who was still a little worried, sank his mind into the ghost domain, and saw black shadows enter the ghost domain, located behind the ghost grave, the ground automatically collapsed, and the black shadows filled in one by one.

After a while, the new pit that had just come out was instantly filled.

The ghosts in the pit that did not enter hugged each other, and seemed to be imitating the grave of the ghost's flesh, with a crooked tip.

Is this forced entry?

Bai Ye thought in his heart and checked the new information.

Grievances of sentient beings (small

) Quantity: 76543 / unlimited (+1+1+1+1+1)

Potential: High (system suggests, more can be collected.) Origin

: This is the grievance spirit who has been mutilated for many years to come for Shane, spontaneously condensed into a ghost, trapped for many years, and now only to support one person!

Good at: Blocking disasters with grievances (System marking: It is to block injuries!) Fatal injuries can also oh..... Deduct

the responding grievances according to the severity of the injury!

Looking at this ghost puzzle called the grudge of all living beings, Bai Ye was a little surprised in his heart.

What a baby!

Isn't this the blood bottle on the online game!

But what is the next +2+2+2+2, after a while Kung Fu sees a short period of Kung Fu, and the number of 40 has grown in the back.

Self-reproduction?

Wrong!

Under careful perception, there are interesting and thin lines of involvement in the grievances between ghosts and sentient beings, and the lines are very thin and transparent and not easy to detect.

A trace of power was continuously instilled from the ghost muscles to the grievances of all living beings, and the white night on the grave of the ghost muscles clearly felt a trace of joy.

The power of ghost tendon meat can actually increase the number of grievances of all living beings, and it seems that this is obviously the ghost tendon meat actively transported over.

Maybe the resentful spirit came in because of

the ghost muscles, and after careful observation, I found that the ghost muscles did not seem to be affected, and

the aura emanating from the tomb seemed to be slightly enhanced.

After thinking about it, Bai Ye chose to let it go, after all, everything is developing in a good direction at present.

The mind returned to the outside world, and saw that the jack of all trades and the fat man were surrounding him, looking around vigilantly.

"Okay, I'm okay!"

Hearing Bai Ye's voice, he could obviously see that the jack of all trades breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the wrench in his hand.

"Boss, have you solved all the dirty things in the house?" The fat man also withdrew the vine at his feet and asked with concern.

"If there were only grievances in it, it would be like this."

"So what are you waiting for, go in and see if there is any treasure or what kind of stone is inside."

The fat man rubbed his hands excitedly, and almost wrote all the words of expectation on his face.

The fat man is about to rush up, in the moment of stepping up the slope.

There was a familiar sound of breaking air in the air.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Bai Ye reacted, he was about to step forward and drag the fat man back.

It was a voice heard in the passage before, when the image of the jack-of-all-trades being cut off to the head instantly came to Bai Ye's mind.

Too late!

I saw that the fat man's head instantly slipped off, and the moment he landed, it turned into several vines and quickly burrowed into the soil.

I saw that in the fat man's headless body, a somewhat frightened voice of the fat man suddenly came out.

"I wipe, it's good that the fat master reacts quickly, otherwise I would be planted here today."

I only saw a headless and fat figure, trotting all the way back.

At the smooth wound, there was not a trace of flesh and blood, but the limbs of the trees.

I saw the limbs of the trees intertwined with vines, and the fat man's head suddenly grew out of the wound, shaking the broken leaves on his hair.

"Fat master is not stupid!"

"Hehe, remember that weird ballad?"

"Fat man, I always remember it, although I don't know what the Daddy Bridge and the Tumbling Slope mean, but the fat man I was guarded when I saw the slope."

"It's really a little dangerous, but fortunately Fat Master I'm smart!"

Looking at the fat man's hippie smiling face, Bai Ye grabbed the fat man's shoulder with one hand, threw him to the side of the jack of all trades, and said with a black face.

"Stay behind."

Then glanced at the slope in front of him.

There are always rules for everything, even if the ghost kills, what are the starting conditions!

While Bai Ye was pondering hard, a sentence from a jack-of-all-trades caused Bai Ye to think.

"Boss, if according to the saying that this house is a yin mansion, will it be forbidden to live people?"

Living?

Will that dead man's words be.....!

Just think of it, the ghost skin of the white night is shining with a large smooth luster, the ghost muscles under the skin are faintly presented, the face is blue, full of dead air, and there is no living person.

Bai Ye tried to step up the slope with his first foot and waited quietly for a while.

Quiet all around!

The expected whistling sound did not appear.

Nothing happened, there was a quiet around, the jack of all trades and the fat man were watching from the side, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out, for fear of affecting the white night.

At this time, the white night is slightly calm, since the whistling sound is not coming, it means that the conjecture of the jack-of-all-trades is feasible!

A few steps up the slope and stood in front of the house.

"77?" Bai

Ye looked at the words on the plaque on the shattered door and couldn't help but read it.

Then remembered the key on his body, quickly took out the key in his pocket and shook it.

One-to-one correspondence with the number on the door.

"Is it just right here?" The key in Bai Ye's hand contains between 60~80, and the jack-of-all-trades hand, if memory serves, should be 1~20, and the fat man's hand is 41~60, "and the 21~40

that has not been found has not been located so far,

and may have been rushed by someone."

I recall a house that was empty, as if it had been ransacked.

Without much thought, he selected the corresponding one from the key in his hand, and Bai Ye, who was about to open the door, encountered something unexpected next.

"What about the keyhole in this house."