I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

The base of the death forum is a secret.

No one could have imagined that outsiders would appear here and dare to pretend to be official members.

So when Yang Shou appeared, he quickly became the backbone of all peripheral members.

Under the call of Yang Shou, they began to try to excavate the ruins, digging out the materials and strange objects accumulated in the forum.

"Master Blank, there is still a relatively intact building over there."

"I'll take you over there and wait."

A peripheral member who looked like he was in charge was filled with a flattering smile.

Yang Shou glanced in the direction he said, and immediately shook his head.

It was too close to the tomb, and it might attract the attention of the dragon corpse.

"It's good to be here."

"Hurry up and bring all the things you dug up, I want to take stock of the losses."

"Yes!" The steward didn't dare to be negligent, and hurried to the distance, beckoning everyone to dig as soon as possible.

Yang Shou nodded in satisfaction, and continued to look through the documents in his hand.

This is all just delivered.

Some are dungeon materials, and some are information about the real tricksters.

Although he doesn't know the actual situation, he can still see that the information is very detailed and extremely valuable in the weird world.

"Red Well Village, Death Taxi, Horror Paradise, Misty City, The Man in the Locker..."

"Huh? Old Taoist temple?"

Surprised, Yang Shou took a second look.

In the city where "Two Thirty Zero" is located, there is an old Taoist temple where unknown gods are enshrined.

At that time, he felt that there was a problem with Taoism.

Now when I came to reality, I actually saw this name again.

"A copy of the evil god involved?"

"Or is it almost completely recovered, and can develop believers in the real world?"

With a heavy heart, Yang Shou couldn't help thinking.

Could it be that the world of Ping'an Community has also been infiltrated by old Taoist temples?

Judging from various signs, the fierce god of the old Taoist temple should be stronger than the fierce god of the sarcophagus.

Absolutely not to be taken lightly.

"The fierce god is another transformation of the fierce."

"The most powerful evil god can be compared with the most powerful meme."

"In the dungeon division, Ping'an District is actually an unspeakable place?"

"interesting."

Yang Shou thought about it carefully, and didn't think there was anything indescribable in the community.

That is a warm and peaceful ordinary community.

Every neighbor is amiable.

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

Shaking his head, Yang Shou continued to look at the files.

In addition to some dungeon information, there are also materials related to the nature of the weird era, which attracted his attention.

One of them is similar to what Lin Yao told him, but more detailed.

[According to observations, it is known that Weirdness can gain growth by devouring another weirdness]

[Therefore, there is a natural attraction between weirdness and weirdness

【This kind of attraction is both active and passive, irresistible and difficult to isolate】

【And the stronger it is, the more obvious the effect of attraction will be】

[This is a strange aggregation feature]

[Other data prove that this aggregation characteristic is also reflected in the ghost sender]

The Death Forum is one of the most powerful civil forces in the Weird Age.

And the main body that exists is an anonymous forum where information can be exchanged and tasks can be posted.

Therefore, the various intelligence collected by the forum is, to some extent, not much worse than the Conspiracy Bureau.

Looking at it, Yang Shou felt a little regretful.

He felt that the dragon corpse and the sarcophagus should not be angered.

In this way, the data in the base will not be destroyed in a large area.

"Oh, I miscalculated."

Yang Shou sighed.

At this time, he suddenly raised his head and looked to the other side.

There is a strange breath, approaching.

In almost all cases where the strangeness cannot leave the copy, the owner of this breath should be a ghost.

That's all right.

To Yang Shou's surprise, this trickster seemed extremely weak.

Just looking at the breath, Ah Qiang, who belongs to 404, is the kind that can be beaten violently.

When Fang Yue got closer, Yang Shou's eyes widened, and the group found out why.

"blank?"

"When did you come back?"

"How did the base become like this?"

A tattered plush bear the size of a palm flew close from a distance.

From the looks of it, it's a piece of junk that can be thrown in the trash.

It's just that its scarlet eyes reveal its unusualness.

Judging by the tone, he is still an official member.

Yang Shou's heart moved, and he quickly showed grief:

"I just came back too."

"I don't know which bastard touched the taboo of the fierce god and caused a riot."

"Not only did the entire base be destroyed, the tear stains also..."

"Why!"

Yang Shou sighed repeatedly.

The tattered little bear's eyes flashed red, obviously shocked.

"I see, I thought it was the Conspiracy Bureau calling.

"So I only dare to send out the dolls to see the situation."

"What are you doing now?"

It flew forward and approached the data that Yang Shou was looking at.

"Didn't you already know these things?"

Yang Shou nodded, Fu had already known. "

"However, I made a new discovery in Hongguang Homeland.

"So find some information to verify."

"What discovery?" The tattered bear showed curiosity, "You haven't shown up these days."

"Everyone thought you died inside."

"It seems that you have a big harvest."

Yang Shou made a gesture, "The harvest is really great."

"Come here again, and I'll tell you what I found."

"Um?"

The tattered bear didn't suspect him, and flew to Yang Shou.

Just as he was about to ask again, suddenly his eyes went dark, and a pair of big hands grabbed it.

"What the hell is Blank doing?"

In a dark room, a young man with a pale face who seemed to have not seen the sun all day was shocked.

He felt that the connection with the tattered bear was cut off in an instant.

"Send another doll to see?"

The room is not big, but it is filled with densely packed dolls.

From big to small, from human to animal.

There are all types.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all worn out with dirty surfaces.

It's like picking it up in a trash can.

And it is true.

The boy's name is Wang Lei, and he wears a doll mask on the death forum, so others call him a doll.

His parents died when he was young, and he lived with relatives.

Because of an accident, his relatives threw away the doll left by his parents as punishment.

He held a grudge against it, and one day later, he found out that his doll had returned.

Under the strange influence, he killed his relatives and hated those who threw away his toys.

He will pick up the dolls thrown into the trash by others, find the owner's house, kill the owner, and put his soul into the doll.

Every toy in the room hides a life.

"Forget it, Blank is weird."

"I don't want to lose another toy."

Wang Lei stood up, showing a sick smile, stroking the doll in the room.

These are his best mates.

"So you're Fu Ruikong, right?"

A second voice suddenly appeared in the room...

Wang Lei was shocked again.

All the toys in the room exploded at the same time, looking at a corner with vicious eyes.

A person with a blank mask was standing there quietly.

"blank!"

"How did you come here!"

With a ghostly cry, Wang Lei's face turned pale.

It was at least a hundred kilometers away from the base, and he couldn't figure out why the other party would suddenly appear.

Then suddenly realized something.

He hurriedly turned around, took out a plush mask from the table, and put it on his face.

The identity of each member of the Death Forum is strictly confidential.

Put on a mask and wind up with other members of the regiment.

It's almost instinctive for him.

"I have long remembered your face."

Yang Shou was speechless, "As for you asking me, why am I here."

"It's about your stuffed teddy bear."

Yang Shou can come to reality through the nightmare, according to the connection between the skeleton of the evil god and the body.

Of course, you can also come here based on the connection between the doll and Wang Lei.

The magic of Nightmare doesn't stop there.

Take an example.

Suppose someone scolds Yang Shou over the phone.

In the next second, Yang Shou could really kill him by phone or signal.

Very easy to use.

"What are you looking for me for?"

Wang Lei couldn't figure it out, but he could see that the blankness seemed stronger and weirder than before.

"I want to meet Sneaky, do you know where he is?"

"He's in Jinghai, didn't you see him when you left the instance?"

Hongguang's homeland is in Jinghai, and it should also appear in Jinghai after leaving the instance.

There is also the base of the Death Forum there.

It stands to reason that the two should meet there.

Wang Lei sensed that something was wrong, and looked at Yang Shou in surprise.

"King Hai?"

Yang Shou heard the name very familiar.

His tomb is in Jinghai.

He also seems to have died in Jinghai.

And Zhao Maimai, Reba, Yang Mi.

The people related to him seem to be in Jinghai.

"It seems that no matter whether Sneaky is in Jinghai or not, I have to go there."

Yang Shou thought silently.

At this time, Wang Lei on the opposite side looked cold, and shouted:

"You are not blank!"

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." Yang Shou looked around the room, "What matters is who they are.

There is a doll in the room, .6 painful souls.

They were killed by Wang Lei, but they were controlled by Wang Lei.

"they?"

"They are my dolls, my collection!"

Wang Lei said without hesitation, and then issued an order to sell all the toys.

There are hundreds of these dolls, and if they add up, they will not be invincible even in the face of fierce evil spirits.

However, he was facing Yang Shou.

"You're wrong, they're the Avengers."

Yang Shou sighed, and blinked a piece of paper.

The evil-suppressing talisman has the ability to suppress and ban.

After he becomes stronger, he can use it in reverse to break the ban!

Gently crushed, a mysterious force suddenly appeared, passing over each doll.

The prohibition that suppressed their souls disappeared.

The doll that was supposed to kill Yang Shou stopped in place, and after a few seconds, turned around slowly, staring at Tian Fu behind him.

"No….………"

"No!"

The avengers rushed forward, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Yang Shou glanced at it, then he didn't care, and searched around.

Look no further than my money.

Jinghai City is thousands of kilometers away from here.

The road is long, and he can't go on foot.

As for the money in Ping An Community.

He dares to use it, but others dare not accept it.

It was Zhao Maimai who burned it to him!.