The evil spirit bosses are all my husbands

An invisible wall of air surrounded the crowd.

The entire front desk was quarantined, and people could only watch helplessly as the victim was nailed to the wall in pain and had no choice but to die.

Wan Jinxin: "I think they have been hanging on it for a long time, right?" The blood on the snow-white wall is not fresh, it is deep black, and it has obviously been stained for a long time.

The nurse replied tremblingly: "I don't know, they didn't exist before, they just, just, suddenly appeared, and then we were all terrified."

Wan Jinxin: "Well, I can see it, don't worry." Wan Jinxin gently pulled the little nurse behind him. If there is anything, he can protect it from the front, even though they may be just npcs to others, But Wan Jinxin knows that they also have feelings. These people who don't know that they are dead are no different from those who were alive.

Then everyone looked at the four people on the wall, and a word appeared stroke by stroke on the wall between every two people. An invisible person was waving a pen tip. The paint was red blood, and the two characters were "judgment". .

Only then did everyone realize that they, the audience, had been deliberately calculated to attract them.

What was even more unexpected to everyone was that the missing big man appeared out of thin air in front of the four people awaiting trial at the same time as the last stroke of the sentence fell, standing above everyone's line of sight.

Wan Jinxin: "Is he dead?"

Luo Liwen: "They are all still alive." This includes big men.

This was a silent trial. Everyone saw the big man staring at the front intently, as if he was listening to something. The expressions of the four miserable trainees ranged from panic and fear to pleading and despair. They could not make any sound and could only watch helplessly. The big man came towards them with a knife in hand.

The big man is an executor. From the first person, he carefully slices off a piece of meat from the criminal with a terrible big knife, then holds up the piece of meat to shine in the direction of the sun, and throws it on the ground unsatisfied. The next slice, the endless next slice.

"It's hard for him to do delicate work with such a big knife."

It is not known who in the crowd spoke an inappropriate word.

This sentence is like flipping a switch, and the silence is no longer there.

"Look at the expression of the man on the wall, his facial features are distorted in pain, and he can't even cry out. It's so pitiful."

"Poor people must have something to hate. Who knows what immoral things they do will be punished like this. Didn't you read the judgment written on the wall!"

"To me, I'd rather die than suffer this kind of torture."

"They shouldn't even be able to commit suicide."

"What are you guys worrying about? You won't really die. How can you not buy 10 evil spirit coins for a life?"

"Even if you do something wrong, you are not guilty of death, right? Even if you die, why torture people like this before you die."

"I said that you don't really think these four people are guilty, do you? Don't be led by the nose by the ghosts! There is no excuse for accusing them of crime."

Someone agreed deeply: "That's right, otherwise there wouldn't be a silent trial. I'm afraid the ghosts themselves didn't even think about what crimes they would be charged with."

Maybe it was because the injury didn't fall on me, or maybe it was the sentence that I wouldn't really die anyway, everyone seemed quite relaxed, expressing their opinions in a hurry.

Luo Liwen approached Wan Jinxin, and his voice was extremely low: "Will the ghosts hear what you said about us?"

But it was only time for the word gossip to be pushed away.

The little fool was very angry and insisted on squeezing in between the two, hugged Wan Jinxin's arm tightly, and declared his sovereignty to Luo Liwen.

Luo Liwen: "This little... young man is still quite clingy to you."

Wan Jinxin: "..."

Luo Liwen: "What do you think?"

Wan Jinxin followed his brain circuit, but instead of expressing his opinion, he asked instead: "Aren't all the ghosts here without IQ?"

Luo Liwen: "It didn't say that in the mission. Besides, what kind of trial would a ghost without IQ do? Even the method of execution has been accurately passed on to the executor. Could it be that your child can do it?"

Wan Jinxin didn't move: "You little fool can't even speak clearly."

Luo Liwen asked casually, and Wan Jinxin answered casually. As for whether there were deliberate temptations in the words, only they knew.

The execution process seemed to be a bit unsmooth. The big man tried his best to slice the meat carefully, for fear that someone would accidentally kill him prematurely, but the technique was still not skilled enough. After the sound of "Oops!", the first poor man was killed. The big man accidentally cut off the artery in his thigh, and he was freed at noon.

The big man was very frustrated, and he became more cautious when he was the second person. The conversations between the people began to decrease, and finally became quiet again.

Wan Jinxin originally thought that someone would vomit unbearably, but they didn't.

Wan Jinxin deliberately looked back at the expressions on everyone's faces, everyone's expressions were highly consistent, even in his thoughts, there were no people who closed their eyes and chose not to look because they couldn't bear it, including the most courageous girls, Even the crying girl opened her big eyes in panic, looking in the direction of the big man in fear and fear.

Everyone is the same. In their eyes, Wan Jinxin read fear, panic, worry, indifference, and even excitement. Some people were excited because of this cruel punishment. Only sympathy and pity.

Could it be that no one who survived the novice trial period still has a sense of justice?Willing to help others sympathize with others?

Good people are all dead?

Sadly, Wan Jinxin saw sympathy and pity in the direction of another group of nursing home workers.

This torture lasted for several hours, and the last person to be tortured was also the worst person. The skill that the big man slowly learned from his companions made every piece of his flesh as thin as a cicada's wing , under the sunlight, there is a faint red light, and it can accurately avoid dangerous places such as arteries, so that this torture can be endlessly extended and extended.

Everyone stood from morning to noon, and the last victim took his last breath. When he died, everyone had a feeling that the walls that trapped them were opened.

The big man can no longer stand freely in the air and falls to the ground.

Immediately, the testers rushed up. They didn't sympathize with the victim, but it didn't mean they allowed such a cruel man to live.

Probably very powerful, not at the same level as these newcomers, and holding a ghost weapon, the only thing that puzzled Wan Jinxin was that the ghost in the ghost weapon didn't come out to help the big man, so the big man didn't last long, and was killed by everyone Killed, and died with regret.

The big man also killed four people. Now on the first day, twelve people have been reduced, and there are still 21 people left, nine of whom died in full view.

The trainees who came up from the killing star turned their heads fiercely to look in Wan Jinxin's direction, as if they would rush towards him and the little fool in the next second, regardless of anything.

Wan Jinxin was still a little flustered, but kept calm on his face. He asked everyone indifferently: "If you kill the little fool and me, you are not afraid of facing the trial?"

Everyone hesitated when they heard the word trial, and their blood was replaced by fear.

"We don't even know if the person being judged is really guilty. Besides, if we don't move you, we will kill that mentally handicapped person. You don't have to be afraid of being judged if you kill ghosts. That's why we came here."

The people on the opposite side still wanted to struggle. They really didn't want to go to the second floor to mess with the ghosts in the ward. They were a little scared when they thought of the mentally handicapped ghosts overwhelming the sky last night and they would help each other.

It's not really impossible to get out during the day, is it?As long as those sick ghosts want to.

Wan Jinxin smiled: "Then who of you dares to try it? Oh! By the way, one or two can't deal with the little fool, let alone with my help, a few more just to see if tomorrow's trial can be done once at most How many people have been tried? Today’s executor is dead, who will it be tomorrow? Do you think it will be me?”

The dozen or so people on the other side were immediately frightened, and they couldn't immediately admit cowardice because of face, and they were a little embarrassed to step down for a while.

Takeshita on the side passed a step to everyone: "The lunch time is almost over, why don't you go to the dining hall? After the time, the dining hall will not provide meals."

At this time, no one should have an appetite to eat, but this is only a step, so everyone on the first floor moved heavily towards the cafeteria.

"Er... er..." A staff member of the nursing home suddenly grabbed his neck tightly with his hands and let out a series of gasping sounds.

The trainees ran over to try to save each other, while the medical staff who had expressed sympathy for the few trainees who were tried just now looked on calmly and coldly.

The trainees had no medical staff, and no one knew first-aid care, so they anxiously yelled at the original doctor: "What else are you doing? Hurry up and save people."

No one moved, and soon the staff member who strangled his neck died.

The trainees glared at the doctors and nurses: "Why don't you move?"

Takeshita smiled wryly and was responsible for the explanation. After all, he was in charge of leading this group of people to familiarize themselves with the environment. He had no memory before and missed something. Now that he died once and recovered his memory, he just helped them complete it.

"It's useless. We tried all kinds of methods before to no avail. Every day someone of us dies, and then restores the memory to work again the next day. Anyway, you will be able to see him again tomorrow."

Luo Liwen: "The same way of death?"

Takeshita: "Before you came here, the way of death is the same, just die like this."

Luo Liwen: "Before we came?"

Takeshita nodded: "That's right, I died yesterday, and was killed by the man with the big knife, but no one else died, which means that the way of death should not be important, what matters is that we died."

"It was like this in the previous reincarnation. We would die one person every day, and any protection and treatment would be useless."

The author has something to say: I finally finished it before twelve o'clock