Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

Yin Changxia was heartbroken, common sense hurts people!

Boss wears a wedding dress, so he thinks he is a girl?

Great!

One person and one ghost continued to head towards the small town. Yin Changxia was taciturn along the way, as if he had suddenly become dumb, unable to utter a word.

Yin Changxia glanced at the boss three meters away from him from time to time...

The wife is actually a man!

His wife is taller than him!

The mood became dignified, like this gloomy sky covered by dark clouds.

After ten minutes' journey, they were almost arriving at the town.

Looking from a distance, you can see the hazy outline of the town and the quaint and gloomy buildings.

At this time, the mechanical sound sounded again in the ears——

[The boss must stay in the shrine before the ghost banquet can start. ]

[The owner of the haunted house is asked to control the boss and go to the shrine as soon as possible. ]

If the ghost feast cannot be started, the time may run out, and all newcomers will not get a number plate!

Such a result must be all obliterated!

Ever since Yin Changxia inherited the haunted house and needed to raise a boss, he seemed to be a part of the game, and now even the start of the ghost feast requires him.

Yin Changxia's face changed slightly, and he always felt that he had touched something critical.

However, after much deliberation, no conclusion can be drawn.

Time is running out now, so don't get too distracted, your own life is more important, and you have to start the ghost banquet as soon as possible.

Can be controlled... How can he control it?

Yin Changxia trotted to the boss, and said in a negotiating tone: "I don't have any corpse oil, so I may not be able to participate in the ghost banquet. You can go to the house to check first, okay?"

Boss: "..."

Seeing that the boss was not happy at all, Yin Changxia remembered that the boss picked a man for the ghost marriage. Could it be that he is really a gay ghost?

No, be confident, get rid of it!

Yin Changxia's face was full of entanglement, and he decided to sacrifice his beauty and act as a sweet-talking little liar: "Old, wife?"

The boss gritted his teeth, his eyes almost turned red with hatred.

In order not to stay in front of Yin Changxia, he really left quickly.

Anyway, it's all suffering, and the principle of choosing the lesser of two evils is something that fools don't understand!

Yin Changxia touched his heart, it was pounding, and he cried out in great pain: "It seems that the boss has to be coaxed, and I have to call my wife to help me."

Then from now on, he will have to call his wife all the time! ?

awful!

The boss hadn't gone far, and he almost lost his temper when he heard this.

The resentment polluted the surrounding leaves and was dyed a scorched black hue.The sky was dark, and he stood there in a red dress, as if time had stood still, and his every move exuded a strong sense of oppression, making it hard to breathe.

Yin Changxia held up the red thread in his hand, and said sincerely, "My wife, I'll leave it to you!"

The boss gritted his teeth: "..."

please?Then don't pull the red line!

He wanted to kill Yin Changxia like crazy, but he forcibly held back because of the red line.

It's just that the eyes that stayed on Yin Changxia at that time seemed even colder, as if they were about to tear his body apart viciously in the next second.

Yin Changxia trembled all over, once again realizing the fact that 'ghosts are scary'!

He touched the red line on his wrist, and he was relieved that the Xin Dao Ghost Banquet could finally start.

—

The two separated, and after a 5-minute journey, Yin Changxia also arrived in the town.

The heavy rain came and went, and the white rain was like jumping beads, forming a huge rain curtain.

The ancient buildings stood in the rain, everything looked barren and dilapidated, and it was lifeless as far as the eye could see.

The town is decorated with lights and festoons, which is used to celebrate the wedding banquet.

However, it is not red silk and satin, but circles of white cloth, with black characters on a white background, and "Dian" and "Xi" are written at the same time.

The weirdest thing is that the funeral and wedding are held on the same day.

[Registration countdown: 02:11:04. ]

Time was running out, and Yin Changxia was hiding in a dirty alley when he suddenly heard the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums from the other side of the street.

He poked his head out cautiously, and found that four masked men with emotions, anger, sorrow and fear lifted up the red coffin.

The streets are full of people, in groups with no end in sight.

However, there are all old people inside, and there is no young man in sight. Their faces are full of wrinkles, but they forcefully smile, trying to look festive.

But no matter how festive it is, it is still carrying the coffin!

Such a picture can only make people frightened.

Fear spread in the old streets, as if each step of the four masked men was distorted and full of malice.

Yin Changxia watched this scene with an ugly face, and suddenly saw a familiar figure——

It's Tang Qize!

Tang Qize lowered his head and slowly followed behind the team.

"The auspicious time has come!"

The sound suddenly became sharper, and the suona used for celebration was accompanied by countless ghosts!

Their eyes were crooked, and their upper teeth touched their lower teeth, leaving only the sound of bones cracking, which was used to disguise laughter.

The four ghosts who were carrying the coffin stopped, and one of them in the team kept his head down, protecting the little incense in his arms, and didn't even notice that he stopped in front of him.

The shredded tobacco curled up and burned quickly, and all of them gathered in front of them, feeding them into the bodies of the four ghosts who were happy, angry, sad, and frightened.

Not enough incense in my hand!

The man's eyes widened, he didn't expect this at all: "No, no..."

Incense, extinguished.

That taste can no longer be concealed.

After the silence, there was a crazily sound——

"There are living people mixed in the team!"

"Live!?"

"Where is there a living person? Eat him!"

Yin Changxia felt cold all over, even Tang Qize was shocked by the scene in front of him, his back was wet with cold sweat, and his breathing became short of breath.

Countless palms poured out towards that person, as if they were begging for food from a school of fish with their mouths wide open.

And that person was really torn to death by all the ghosts.

Yin Changxia stared at this scene in shock, and suddenly felt chills.

No wonder Tang Qize would say that mixing corpse oil into ghost feasts is the best strategy, but burning incense is the worst strategy.

Because burning incense requires human energy, that incense...is not enough for ghosts to eat!

The streets were in a mess, only minced meat and internal organs, and blood mixed in the rain.The pungent smell of blood, together with the smell of soil, permeated the air.

The coffin was carried into the courtyard, and the team also entered the ghost feast.

Yin Changxia was still stiff all over, hiding in the alley far away from the ghost banquet venue, not daring to take any action.

Afraid... Afraid that I will become like that player.

He didn't know how long he waited, but he didn't see the boss come back, but the time was getting closer and closer.At that time, I controlled the boss to enter the shrine. On the one hand, I wanted to start a ghost banquet, and on the other hand, I really wanted the boss to find the number plate.

[Registration countdown: 01:57:44. ]

Less than two hours away.

Yin Changxia's palms were covered with sticky cold sweat, and his eardrums were filled with the sound of a drumming heartbeat.

His heart fell into a struggle. He was really afraid of ghosts, but his desire to live overcame everything.

You can't wait to die like this!

After much deliberation, Yin Changxia still intends to take risks, and has to find a way to sneak into the ghost feast!

A voice came from behind the alley: "Wait!"

Who?

Yin Changxia turned around and saw a young man with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, well-dressed, with a bookish air.

"Didn't you see that those people are all on their toes, they are all ghosts, and you still want to go in directly through the gate!?"

Yin Changxia looked him up and down: "Player?"

The man nodded: "My name is Xu Mo, come with me!"

Yin Changxia's eyes flickered, and he followed Xu Mo to the other end of the alley.

Xu Mo: "Have you noticed that too? Originally, people can't see ghosts, only people with yin and yang eyes can see them. But when the yin energy becomes extremely strong, all ghosts will be perceived. It can be seen that there are ghosts in it. How dangerous."

They walked through the narrow passage, and as the light grew stronger, they saw a small door.

I didn't expect that it was directly connected to the main house of Ghost Banquet, but it was just a side door.

The building is blocked by the woods, which softens the hard outline a lot.

Many players gathered nearby, seeing Xu Mo leading someone over, all had unfriendly expressions on their faces.

Qiu Ping was dissatisfied: "Xu Mo, I didn't ask you to see if the banquet started, how did you pick someone up?"

"The coffin has been sent in, and the ghost banquet has already begun. I am not lazy."

Xu Mo pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his expression seemed formulaic, "Besides, they are all players, and there will be three prompts for questions. If you have more information, you will have more means."

Qiu Ping rolled his eyes: "There are more methods, as he looks like his life is not long, I'm afraid he can't run away from others! I think there are multiple drags."

Xu Mo: "Qiu Ping!"

Qiu Ping bumped into Yin Changxia viciously, completely ignoring Xu Mo's warning: "Stay out of my way."

Yin Changxia took several steps back, trying to stabilize his body, but fell to the ground.

Qiu Ping became more and more contemptuous: "Hmph, rubbish."

Yin Changxia frowned, his eyes were full of coldness, and he looked up at Qiu Ping.

The atmosphere became tense, only one flame would be completely ignited.

While the rest of the players were wondering whether to stop it or not, the old side door was slowly opened with a 'babble', and two people walked out from inside.

Zhou Ying threw the cards in his hand to Qiu Ping: "Go on."

Qiu Ping had a flattering smile on his face: "Brother Zhou, did you get it so soon?"

Zhou Ying focused his gaze on Yin Changxia, and when he saw him, his pupils shrank tightly.

He was stunned for five seconds.

Qiu Ping followed Zhou Ying's gaze and looked over: "He? He's also a player, just brought here by Xu Mo. If Brother Zhou thinks it's a burden, I will definitely break his leg, and it will definitely not hinder us..."

Zhou Ying had an ugly expression, and was about to speak when the person behind him immediately said, "How dare you!"

Qiu Ping pressed his waist down even more, rubbed his hands back and forth, and made a flattering expression: "This... is my method too bloody, making Miss Ji afraid?"

Ji Jintang said angrily, "Zhou Ying, take care of your dog."

Qiu Ping's face was slightly distorted. If Brother Zhou didn't like Ji Jintang, he wouldn't be so patient.

This is the person Zhou Ying puts on top of his heart, he can't please him.

But now Ji Jintang slapped him in the face forcefully!

The person he had to please was actually defending this trash?

Zhou Ying: "Stop arguing, get a good hand first, you can pretend to be a servant of the ghost banquet!"

Several people divided their hands.

Yin Changxia stood up and patted the mud off his body.

The moment he touched the cards in his hand, a mechanical sound sounded in his mind.

[Have obtained the Ghost Servant card, do you want to pay Yangshou for a month? ]

Yin Changxia: [Yes. ]

[The ghost servant's hand card has taken effect, and can hide the identity of the living. ]

Unexpectedly, after paying a month of Yangshou, he was qualified to enter the ghost banquet.

Yin Changxia coughed sullenly, and his face became even paler. Now he only has one month of life left.

Ji Jintang ran out in two or three steps, and buried himself in Yin Changxia's arms: "Ah Qi, long time no see."

Ah Qi... It's been a long time since I heard the name.

Since he was a child, his horoscope was not good. His parents gave him a nickname, and most of the familiar people called him that.

Yin Changxia was terminally ill and couldn't bear such a great force. He was about to vomit blood when he was hit by Ji Jintang: "Ji Jintang, can you stay away from me?"

"Are you still angry with me? It's only been a few years, and you're so unfamiliar with me..."

Ji Jintang's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't want to let go of Yin Changxia at all, but seeing his extremely bad expression, he misunderstood that Yin Changxia was angry, and said anxiously, "Ah Qi, I didn't expect you to enter this game."

Yin Changxia observed his every move, his nerves were always tense.

Just because the person in front of me is a woman with dual personalities!Pack!big!guy!

It seems that it is not that dangerous personality who controls the body now.

Thinking of Ji Jintang's other personality, Yin Changxia's face was extremely ugly, and he trembled unconsciously.

Unlike the pure and benign Ji Jintang, that personality is extremely dangerous, and he's an out-and-out coquette.

Ji Jintang also looked at him, looking completely weak, without any lethality: "Ah Qi? Why do you keep looking at me?"

Yin Changxia breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone became distant again: "It's nothing."

As long as that dangerous personality doesn't appear, it's easy to talk about anything.

Ji Jintang's eyes were completely innocent, and he quietly approached him: "I know Ah Qi doesn't like it, so I won't let him appear."

Yin Changxia: "!"

Ji Jintang put Yin Changxia's hand on his head, his expression was full of intoxication, as if he had drunk wine, and his cheeks were stained red: "Ah Qi, will you praise me?"

My heart suddenly trembled.

Yin Changxia's face changed slightly, and he wanted to leave Ji Jintang's side, but the hand holding his wrist was so strong that it was forced onto his head, making it impossible for Yin Changxia to break free.

Shouldn't Ji Jintang's original personality be weak?

Why so much strength! ?

Yin Changxia put on a dull face, and was forced to give Ji Jintang a hand: "Praise, I will praise."

At this moment, his mind is full of...Ji Jintang, who couldn't even unscrew the bottle cap back then, has such strange power.

My wrist hurts.

Yin Changxia's words were too perfunctory, but Ji Jintang's eyes brightened, he pressed Yin Changxia's hand forcibly, rubbed his head, his expression was full of satiety, like a cat that had eaten enough food.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Such a commotion naturally caught Xu Mo's attention.

Acting like a baby is so hardcore these days!

Only that idiot Qiu Ping thought Ji Jintang was harmless, Xu Mo's instinct told him never to get close to Ji Jintang.

Compared to Zhou Ying, Ji Jintang is obviously more pervasive!

Xu Mo frowned, then slowly turned his gaze over there——

Ji Jintang was wearing women's clothing, and the soft tailoring made his facial features more delicate, like spring flowers, with a noble air that was carefully cultivated.

His beauty was recognized, if he used his beauty, many people would rush to die for him.

But when the embarrassed Yin Changxia stood beside Ji Jintang, he was not covered at all. Just by looking at his figure, he felt that he was superior, a charm that could not be drawn with the best ink and wash.

Xu Mo couldn't help thinking——

How pretty would Yin Changxia be if he wiped off the muddy water on his face and cleaned it up carefully?

Xu Mo was watching intently, and Zhou Ying finally couldn't bear it anymore: "How long are you going to hug?"

Zhou Ying has always been the core of the team. Everyone is afraid of ghosts and has already embraced Zhou Ying's thigh, especially Qiu Ping!

Ji Jintang, whom he had no choice but to curry favor with, actually behaved like this in front of Yin Changxia?

Qiu Ping was very angry and felt his face hurt, as if he had been slapped several times.

Qiu Ping said angrily: "You all know the boss of the ghost banquet, right? I heard that it is a fierce ghost who sucks the grievances of the four directions. I'm afraid I can't hide from some little boys who are slowing down."

Such targeting is too obvious.

Slowly, like a movie in slow motion, Ji Jintang turned his head side by side, and cast malicious eyes on Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping: "..."

Ming and Ming Ji Jintang was hiding behind Yin Changxia and needed protection, even worse than Yin Changxia.

But Qiu Ping felt that this gaze seemed to come from the deepest darkness, sweeping over the most vulnerable places on his body, full of bloody smell.

Qiu Ping's body trembled unconsciously, and even he himself didn't understand why.

Ke Yu'an, who had never spoken in the team, suddenly went crazy when he heard this.

He said with red eyes: "Hahaha, that's a monster, he will kill players!"

Silence spread in the team, and the hoarse voice cut everyone's nerves like a knife.

Ke Yu'an has been staying here for a long time, and has been relying on paying a large amount of Yangshou as the price for staying in the game.

Yes, this is information that even newcomers do not know.

As long as the number plate is not obtained by any player, after the registration period ends, the game can be continued at the cost of paying 30 years of longevity.

Ke Yu'an's lifespan has been used up, and this is the last time.

Xu Mo: "I heard that the boss has been replaced, replaced by a stronger one?"

Ke Yu'an trembled uncontrollably, and finally couldn't help crying: "The previous batch of players were discovered because they entered the ghost banquet, and they were treated as food for the ghosts, and they were eaten on the spot, and even their internal organs were scattered all over the place. Now the boss has been replaced with a stronger one, we are all food, no one can hide!"

The atmosphere became tense, and everyone was tense.

—

After bypassing the wildly overgrown garden, everyone finally arrived at their destination.

[You have successfully mixed into the ghost banquet. ]

[Background decryption part three, the four ghosts who carry the sedan chair are happy, angry, sad, and fearful, but they are the stewards of the ghost feast, in charge of everything here.Residents of the small town enshrine them and feed them with the woman's blood every year, which greatly increases their ghost power.They are the ones who drive the townspeople to find suitable ghost marriage partners in an attempt to become ghost kings. ]

[This ghost feast is already the third batch, and they all got nothing.The first two batches of living people who entered the ghost banquet were all discovered by the ghosts and bitten to death on the spot at the banquet. ]

Yin Changxia was slightly stunned. After entering the house, he would receive a background prompt?

Zhou Ying's complexion was slightly gloomy, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Go in."

Qiu Ping: "Brother Zhou, isn't this the kitchen?"

Zhou Ying hummed lightly: "Hold your cards, this is a life-saving tool in the ghost banquet. If something is dropped or lost..."

Qiu Ping swallowed, his scalp numb.

He still didn't forget what Ke Yu'an said just now, as soon as he thought of that scene, his body became extremely stiff, as if he was being crushed by a huge boulder.

Everyone walked towards the kitchen, where the dishes were being cooked in a hurry.

The chef has a round body and an abnormal bluish-purple face: "Hurry up, hurry up, the guests can't wait."

The surroundings became a mess, and the paper people put the plates on their heads and kept running.

The chef stopped suddenly: "Tsk, there are not enough dishes."

He held up the big knife and slowly looked at the people behind him.

It was a player, and the cards in his hand had disappeared.

Seeing the chef walking towards him, the man kept kicking his feet and turning his head back, full of fear: "No...please..."

The chef ignored him completely, and with a knife in his hand, he had chopped off the man like a chicken.

The head fell down, rolled a few times, and just landed at the feet of the few people who had just entered the door.

The head seemed to be unaware of its own death, slowly moving its eyelids, its expression was full of fear, and finally lost its breath.

This bloody scene made everyone present look very pale.

Ke Yu'an finally couldn't bear it any longer, and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

He can't stand it!

How many times will it take to get out of this ghost game!

With his screams, the paper people accidentally slipped from their hands, and the dishes fell to the ground together. The crackling sound matched the sound of firecrackers outside, and it sounded festive.

But such a scene will only become more and more weird.

The chef and the paper people stopped what they were doing, and their empty pupils aimed at them in unison.

Zhou Ying turned pale: "Fucking idiot!"

The chef walked towards them slowly, the kitchen utensils in his hands were still stained with blood, he didn't look like a chef at all, but a butcher!

Everyone didn't dare to breathe, they backed away slowly, but bumped into someone accidentally.

When I turned around, I found that this was the one who had carried the sedan chair before—the happy ghost among the masked people! !

Steward Xi said displeasedly: "So loud, do you want to alarm the guests outside?"

The chef raised the blood-stained kitchen knife: "Don't worry, Steward Xi, I'll get rid of them right away!"

Steward Xi said 'hmm', scanned the crowd, and slowly set his eyes on Yin Changxia, who was covered in dirt.

He was slightly taken aback: "Wait!"

Everyone was terrified, not knowing what he was going to do.

Steward Xi approached them, and finally came to Yin Changxia: "Like, like."

What do you mean?

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, only to hear Steward Xi beside him burst into a burst of sharp laughter: "It really looks like a groom who escaped."