Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

One is the Gap Woman, who attacks no matter what the answer is.

The other is the grave weeping ghost.

His cries were unavoidable.

And the scope of the spread is huge, covering the entire gallery.

Once stepping in, the grave-crying ghost will wake up.

As recovery progresses, crying becomes more and more inevitable.

At first, you can also temporarily delay time by covering your ears.

By mid-term, crying is heard unless the eardrum is punctured.

And when fully recovered, even a deaf person can hear crying.

Once infected by the crying and showing a sad expression, the supernatural killing curse will take effect, killing humans instantly.

This is a ghost that can only be fought against by supernatural power.

[Long Juezi: No, my supernatural props can't stop the crying, the crying has evolved, covering my ears is useless, I can't control my face, I want to cry. 】

Everyone was silent.

Through these cold words, they seemed to feel the fear between the lines of the opposite player.

They feel the same way.

Trapped in a horror game, forced to enter a dungeon full of ghosts.

Which player dares to say that he will survive?Perhaps the inadvertent supernatural power of a dungeon will instantly kill them.

This player's present is their future.

【Instructor Qian: Hold on, I'm rushing over, you can survive until I come. 】

Players are rushing to the gallery.

But at the current speed, by the time they rushed over, the supernatural power had already killed that player.

[Long Juezi: Don't come here!Do not come here! 】

[Long Juezi: The eighth ghost talks about something wrong... That ghost is here too! 】

Chapter 31 I Still Like Your Unruly Appearance

"Woooo~!"

In a corridor full of artistic atmosphere, bursts of strange cries sounded, like evil spirits seeking their lives.

And at the end of the gallery, hangs a Feng Shui painting.

It was a cemetery in the wilderness.

There is no tombstone in front of the grave, and a man in white filial piety cannot tell the difference between male and female. He kneels in front of the grave, his body is stiff and motionless, and the pervasive cry of the grave comes from this painting.

The crying grew louder and louder.

The Grave Crying Ghost also seemed to come to life.

A more terrifying scene happened.

The Grave Crying Ghost walked out of the painting, showing half of his body.

The remaining half is emerging from the painting.

It wears a white filial hat on its head, and a white cloth hangs down to cover its face, revealing half of its outline faintly, and its whole body is full of dead air, without the slightest breath of living people.

The player whose ID is [Longjuezi] is watching all this in horror.

His name is Yang Feng, and he is an ordinary horror game player.

He got separated.

I strayed into the realm of ghost stories.

Triggered the law of killing the grave cry ghost.

This ubiquitous cry is the embodiment of supernatural power.

He couldn't control himself, his eyes were gradually getting wet, and his expression was becoming sad.

He covered his ears, but the voice kept ringing.

What made him even more desperate was that not only could he not control his face, but he also seemed to be unable to control his movements. His steps began to move, and he knelt down towards the cemetery in the painting.

The supernatural power is controlling him, wanting him to kneel down and cry at the grave.

Yang Feng was terrified and frightened to the extreme.

The horror level of this ghost is too high.

The living can't resist it at all.

His expression was so sad that he was about to cry.

Yang Feng endured it with all his strength, but the moisture in his eyes was beyond his control, and the sadness in his heart reached the extreme.

Looking at the information on the chat interface, he felt desperate.

"Ta Tata..."

Just then, heavy footsteps sounded.

Yang Feng was startled.

people?Or a ghost?

He glanced back from the corner of his eye.

More and more scary.

It's a ghost!

It's the eighth strange story on campus, the ghost who leads a human head and dead body.

As the errand walked, ghost ropes hung down behind him to lift the ghost up.

"It's over!"

Yang Feng was completely desperate.

There are grave-crying ghosts in the front, and ghosts in the back.

It was impossible for him to run away.

He finally sent a message to remind other players not to come.

This gallery will become the most dangerous place on this campus.

And he will be the first victim.

stomping on...

The footsteps were getting closer.

It was like a drum beating on his heart, making him palpitate.

It's getting closer and closer.

Yang Feng tensed his body, waiting to die...

"What are you kneeling here for?"

A voice sounded in his ear.

Yang Feng raised his head suddenly.

Then he saw Shen Jian's normal human face, watching him condescendingly.

Rows of hoisted corpses floated around him.

Yang Feng: ...

Thanks, it's even scarier this way.

"You...you are human!?"

At this moment, Yang Feng said in shock.

Because he noticed the player message on Shen Jian's head.

【Lord Yama himself】

【Level: 10】

Yang Feng was dumbfounded.

player?

This is actually a player!

The eighth strange story on campus they were talking about turned out to be a player?

"Hey, how do you talk, of course I'm human, isn't it obvious?"

Shen Jian looked down at himself.

He has a nose and eyes, a heartbeat and breath, and can sing and dance rap, so he was expelled.

Yang Feng: ...

He glanced at the dozen or so ghosts around him and collapsed.

Big brother, you are haunted by evil spirits, just like your little brother, if you say you are human, do you believe it yourself?

"Woooo~!"

The faint cry continued.

The supernatural killing curse paused for a while, and directly evolved to the third stage.

The cry was dry, hoarse, and could not be described in words.

There is an inexplicable strangeness everywhere.

Yang Feng's sadness that had just stopped suddenly surged out again.

"Damn, I just wanted to say, why are you crying for the grave, why are you crying so badly?"

Shen Jian cursed.

Turn around and walk towards the grave-crying ghost.

Yang Feng was startled: "Brother, don't be reckless, the closer you get to it, the more you can't help thinking..."

Snapped!

The words did not fall.

The clear and crisp sound of pushing the bag overwhelmed the crying.

Yang Feng:? ? !

He was completely bewildered.

Pupils looked at everything in front of them with shock.

Grave Crying Ghost:? ? ?

The Grave Crying Ghost was also dumbfounded.

Brother, you are a little unreasonable.

Since when has the sound of crying at the grave been better?Isn't that the case?

Your slap is a bit unreasonable.

The grave-crying ghost went berserk.

The white cloth covering it began to flutter, and the cries became more piercing.

Almost pierced the eardrums.

At the same time, his lower body is struggling to get out of the painting.