Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Shen Jian couldn't take it anymore.

This is noise, and noise with echoes.

He took out the mourning stick in his left hand, and raised the giant scythe in his right hand.

"Dear ghost ghost, do you want to be chopped by this kind of crying cry, or do you want to be chopped by this cute sickle."

Shen Jian gave two options.

Grave Crying Ghost: ...

Can I not choose?

The Grave Crying Ghost raised his hand tremblingly, and chose the sickle.

Snapped.

Shen Jian ruthlessly swooped over: "Why didn't you choose the mourning stick? Did you think it wasn't kind enough?"

Grave Crying Ghost:! ! !

Why don't you give me a choice.

The ghost of the grave cried.

Drizzle Pear Blossom, so wronged.

Guisheng felt insulted.

He remembered.

In the future, this human must look good.

As for now...

After the lesson just now, he was a little less rebellious, so he decisively chose the mourning stick.

next second.

Another big push came over.

"He actually thought your sickle was not cute, so I beat him for you to avenge you."

Shen Jian said to the gap girl.

Gap Girl: ...

Grave Crying Ghost: ...

Ahhh, my mind is broken.

Tired, this world is no longer worth saving, destroy it.

A white cloth fell down.

This white cloth is used by grave-crying ghosts to cover their faces. On it, the outline of a human face can be clearly seen. The outline of the human face is strange and hollow, with a sad cry.

[Get a crying face. 】

[Crying face (incomplete): manageable. 】

[Note: If you cover your face, you can get a second face. 】

"Hey, that's not enough? I still like your rebellious look, why don't you recover?"

Crying face:……

Shen Jian was a little taken aback.

This grave-crying ghost has poor psychological quality.

He picked up the white cloth on the ground.

The white cloth is rough and old, not so much white cloth, but has actually been dyed a kind of gray, a bit dirty, with the outline of a crying face printed on it.

This is the body of the Grave Crying Ghost, a crying face.

This made Shen Jian think of the scarecrow serving his sentence on the first floor of the eighteen hells.

It happened to be a smiling face.

Even the rules of killing are similar.

One is the smiling face that was dug out, and the other is the sad face that was printed.

Crying and laughing, two similar grimaces.

Shen Jian put it away, not intending to control it.

He likes to hunt for novelties, but that doesn't mean he is willing to become one of them.

the other side.

Yang Feng was dumbfounded.

Grave Crying Ghost, was it solved just like that?

If he read correctly, the Grave Crying Ghost is definitely a white-clothed ghost, and the level of horror is not considered good in a two-star dungeon.

After all, the Grave Crying Ghost can kill people just by crying. If it is not for the lack of mobility, this must be difficult only for dungeons with three stars or higher.

But it was taken into custody by a level 10 player.

I am super, you are a bit unreasonable.

Even if the boss plays a trumpet, you should at least show off your supernatural power.

Just relying on a few big pockets can make the ghost docile.

This is said, who can accept it.

"Do you still want to kneel? I allow you to flatten your body."

Shen Jian said casually.

Yang Feng: ...

He was a little embarrassed: "My legs are weak."

"It's okay, it's normal, I think back then..."

Yang Feng was taken aback. Could it be that the big brother wanted to say that he was so scared that his legs went limp at the beginning?

"The ghost kneels down on me like this, I'm used to it."

Yang Feng: ...

……

at the same time.

Instructor Qian and his party, who were already approaching the gallery floor, felt their hearts sink.

No crying.

Is it over?

Is it wrong to win?Or did the Grave Crying Ghost win?

All hearts are heavy.

Because no matter what the result is, it is impossible for the single player to survive.

Human beings are too fragile. Even with supernatural props, the survival rate in the face of ghost attacks is less than [-]%.

【Instructor Qian: @龙足子, don’t worry, I’ll report the information to the authorities when I get back, and there will be logistics personnel secretly helping your family, rest in peace. 】

Although the other party could no longer see him, Instructor Qian still made a solemn promise.

Just out of the blue.

A message appears in the chat interface.

[Long Juezi:? ? ? 】

[Instructor Qian: You cheated! ! ! 】

Chapter 32

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the new news on the chat interface.

A mortal person suddenly sent a message.

What a horror.

until……

They saw Yang Feng kneeling in the gallery.

And the eighth strange talk on campus - Yin Er.

Behind Yin Cha, the ghost rope was floating, and red-dyed straw ropes were hanging down, hoisting the ghost up in the air.

All of them throat roll.

This scene is too much to test one's guts.

Without any psychological preparation, few dare to approach.

This time, they finally saw what Yin Zai looked like.

Really human!

I knock, what the hell is this fairy?

A level 10 player, not to mention beating up ghosts violently, even played a game of catching ghosts. Those who didn't know thought it was a ghost dealer.

Shen Jian asked curiously: "I heard from Yang Feng that your task is to witness the seven strange stories? If you can't complete the task, what will happen to the players?"

Instructor Qian showed a trace of fear: "It's best not to try, it will be miserable."

"Oh? Tell me." Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

This blood moon high school is a bit interesting.

One instructor Fang is in the junior high school, and the other instructor Qian is in the high school department.

They are all official people, and they know so much about the information of these dungeons. They must have a deep understanding of horror games, and they can get some unusual information.

Instructor Qian seems to be recalling something: "Our people once tried to avoid ghosts in the one-star dungeon, and did not take the initiative to complete the task, but the result was that three days later, the player was teleported into a ghost town and was divided into corpses by thousands of ghosts." .”

As soon as these words came out, the players collectively felt chills.

ghost town.

This sound is not a place for players to stay.

"Is it the horror world?"

"No, the horror world has a rule similar to the real world. Under normal circumstances, even ghosts have to abide by it, but the ghost city has no rules at all. Ghosts can kill people at will. It's like a prison for exiled ghosts."

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Some players turned pale: "It seems that we...we can't complete this mission anymore, and all the strange stories have disappeared."

The thirteenth floor of the stairs disappeared without reason, Hanako disappeared, the ghost in the mirror disappeared, and the girl with the rip gap couldn't even see her shadow.

Several of the seven strange stories disappeared immediately.

They take their heads to get the job done.

Shen Jian asked strangely: "Disappeared? No, are you looking for them?"

Say it.

The ghost rope loosened.

Several ghosts fell down.

Without the suppression of the ghost rope, Li Gui's instincts began to recover again.

The law of killing is in motion.

The body of the ghost in the mirror is almost nothing in the darkness, only the sound of stomping footsteps can be heard, and it is gradually approaching the player, trying to replace the player's identity.

"Jingle Bell……"