It's time, it's time to become an evil god

The door was closed, and there was only the sound of ticking, ticking, and dripping water in the dead corridor, and the white clothes seemed to be soaked in cold water, oozing white air again and again.

The ears seemed to be stuffed with sponges, all the sounds became more and more blurred, and even the eyes began to lose focus, as if they saw a tall and straight locust tree in front of them, covered with horrible hanged corpses in the shape of death, old and young few.

The fear and despair before death lingered in everyone's eyes.

"Please, let me go..."

"Woooo, don't kill me, Dad is still waiting for me to come home from school for dinner..."

"I still have children, I don't want to die..."

……

The voice kept lingering in my mind, and my hands, feet and limbs gradually lost temperature, as if soaked in ice water and became cold and numb, unable to move.

The ghost puts his shoulders on his shoulders and hangs the dead body.

Bai Ge vaguely remembered that this kind of situation was recorded in a manga dedicated to ancient ghosts before, but he only saw half of it at that time, because the content of the female ghost undressing later had to be paid.

The hanged female corpse sticks out its scarlet tongue, and slowly starts to approach Bai Ge, with two cold hands resting on its shoulders, and the cold gray face of a dead person keeps expanding in the pupils, less than a few centimeters away.

"you……"

Bai Ge bit the tip of his tongue with the last bit of strength, regained a little control over his body, slowly raised his hand, pointed at the pale and blue face of the female corpse, and said word by word, "Auntie, you have crow's feet. "

A strong sense of suffocation came to mind, and Bai Ge's gaze was forced to move upwards slowly. The sudden Bai Ling strangled his neck and hung him up.

"Cough cough..."

Bai Ge's face was blue and purple, his feet were kicking wildly in the air, and his eyes were rolling white.

The female corpse tilted her head, slowly admiring the tragic death of the victim.

The victim in front of him grabbed Bai Ling with both hands, exhausted his last bit of strength, his legs drooped weakly, and he remained motionless.

"I'm dead."

Bai Ge suddenly raised his head, stuck out his tongue towards her, and forced out a smile, "I lied to you."

In the next moment, the man who was hung by the three-foot white silk disappeared, and suddenly turned into a fishing line.

The blackened palms of the female ghost's two hands overlapped and drooped, silently drooping her head, but the black hair on her chest grew wildly like vines, sweeping directly behind her.

And at that moment, the fishhook went straight into the female ghost's mouth, hooked her lips, the fishing line was suddenly tightened, and was suddenly pulled up like a hooked bait, and dragged forward at a high speed.

Bai Ge, who was sitting on the brick wall, grabbed the fishing rod and threw it high. The ghost was dragged to the front and fell heavily into the mud.

"Isn't this more exciting than fishing?"

Bai Ge kept reeling in and setting out the line, holding the pole to tighten the fishing line, gently pulling the fishing line, and swinging the hanged ghost back and forth in mid-air like a paper kite.

The grimace cautiously protruding from behind the glass window of the warehouse witnessed the process.

A line of blood words slowly emerged on the motionless bronze mirror.

[I haven't been to the underworld for a few years to study, but I can't make such a unique skill in the underworld]

The paper piercer also took the branch and silently wrote a line on the ground.

[His future autopsy report shows that there should be no carbon in his body]

A line of words also emerged from the blood stains dripping on the ground from the tip of the red embroidered shoe.

[I also think that this method of fishing for ghosts is still too early for living people in the world]

[Have you ever considered a question, could this person be the new leader? 】

"..."

Suddenly, the ghosts in the warehouse fell silent, and after a long time, the paper-wrapped man silently wrote a line.

[How about we run away? 】

The hanged ghost lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, not in the previous state of terror at all.

The throat rolled, and a large pile of bloody fishhooks spit out from it, still wriggling.

"come over."

The ghost crawled towards Baige uncontrollably, not even daring to stand up.

Bai Ge moved a chair, with the fishing line wrapped around his fingertips, sat in front of the ghost unceremoniously, and said coldly, "Ask you a few questions."

"What the hell are you?"

The ghost didn't dare to disobey, so it could only explain everything. It was originally just a woman who was hanged under the old locust tree.As for the matter of the Folklore Research Association, I don't know anything about it.According to the description of the ghost, a mysterious person who never showed his true face lived here before, because the other party was too strong, so she lived fearfully under the other party's shadow for many years.It wasn't until the man disappeared a few years ago that he dared to come out and make trouble.

"I see, that's it."

The hanged ghost who kowtowed into the garlic breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of resentment flashed in his prostrate and kneeling eyes.

mere living...

When I have enough breath...

I will definitely tear you to pieces...

No valuable information could be asked from the mouth of the hanged ghost, Bai Ge stood up slowly, and pulled out the sharp fishhook line from the gap between his nails.

Bai Ge's eyes became gloomy, and he asked word by word, "I have one last question. After answering, you can go. You showed me some pictures when you hanged yourself just now."

The luck of the ghost for the rest of its life was fixed at the last moment.

"So far, how many people have you killed?"

……

A group of brats squatted on the ground in the warehouse, chattering and discussing.

The paper-stitched man held a map of the world in his hand, and everyone was talking about where to go.

Embroidered shoes thought it would be romantic to go to Japan to see the glowing Sakura, but they were unanimously resisted by other ghosts because they were afraid that Godzilla would appear there in a few years.

Tong Jing proposed to run to Russia, where the land is vast and sparsely populated, and one can occupy mountains and become king and do whatever he wants.But the red embroidered shoes disagreed. I heard that the fighting people over there went crazy and dared to hold a rifle and force ghosts to drink ten bottles of vodka!

In the end, the big guys discussed it for a while, and still felt that it was the safest place.

Because the paper piercer asked the most critical question.

Where did these poor ghosts get the money to buy air tickets?Smuggling?

boom.

There was a loud noise, and the closed door was kicked open, startling all the ghosts who gathered to discuss running away, and they all turned their heads.

At this time, Bai Ge stood at the door without saying a word, holding a piece of phantom skin that had just been peeled off intact in his hand, his black hair fluttering in the cold wind.

"She failed to hit the performance at the end of the month."

Bai Ge threw the peeled skin of the hanged ghost on the ground, looked at the little ghost behind him, waved the fishing line in his hand, and asked calmly, "Which one of you has any opinions, stand up?"

Chapter 8 Dismemberment, I am a professional

pat.

Dim lights were turned on in the warehouse, Baige threw away the burnt matches, and held up the old kerosene lamp that was turned over, the dark and gloomy atmosphere around him instantly disappeared without a trace.

All the ghosts stood obediently in front of them. They watched the ghost skins being nailed to the wall, and did not dare to make a sound.

Only Zhizharen looked at the ghost skin and silently swallowed his saliva.

It's like watching a spicy and crispy chicken skin posing in front of your eyes.

It's too greedy, oh no, it's cruel.

You should sprinkle salt and pepper on the wound!

"I have a few questions."

Bai Ge took out a photo of his parents from his pocket and said, "Is this the owner of this mansion?"

All the ghosts gathered together and stared at it for a long time, then shook their heads silently, expressing that they hadn't seen it.

Bai Ge frowned, and continued to ask, "Then do you know what the person in charge of the Folklore Research Society looks like?"

The paper piercer nodded quickly, grabbed the branch and began to write and draw on the ground.

He has two eyes, one nose, one lip, two ears...

Bai Ge was silent for a while, then picked up the paper prick and threw it out of the window.

【You have a new mission order, please check it】

[Reward Mission: Doll's Legacy]

【Quest Difficulty: Easy】

[Mission objective: Limit the weirdness of No. 35 in the old city and successfully escape]

[Task Reward: Excellent Quality Doll]

[P.S.: There is no limit to the number of participants. Players who are several kilometers away from the mission point will receive mission participation prompts at the same time.I know what you old porn critics are thinking, put away your bold ideas and strange XP, and survive its hands]

[Whether to accept the task]

May encounter quests from other players.

Bai Ge glanced at the task, thought about it, and was just about to refuse.The phone vibrated, and a new text message appeared in the inbox, with an extremely urgent tone.

"I'm Alai, come to my house quickly, something serious has happened!"

The location of the transmission happened to be No. 35 in the old city.

pat.

Bai Ge stood up abruptly, frightening the little ghosts who were obediently kneeling on the side. They all crowded into the corner of the wall, trembling, fearing that this guy would be skinned if he disagreed with him.

"I'm going out."

All the ghosts breathed a sigh of relief, rejoicing that the Great Demon King was finally leaving, and the paper piercer quietly raised his hand and clapped the red embroidered shoes beside him.

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Oh also~

However, at the next sentence, everyone froze in place.