Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

Ji Jintang's expression has completely changed, he is no longer the gentle and cowardly look before, his eyes are filled with desire, like gloomy swamp mud.

"That weak chicken, who doesn't have that strength, still wants to be a hero to save the beauty."

Ji Jintang slowly moved closer to Yin Changxia, and whispered in his ear, with a sweet voice, "Yin Changxia, long time no see."

Yin Changxia's face was pale, he was more afraid of this side than the female ghost!

——Ji Jintang's personality is particularly dangerous!

Ji Jintang slowly raised the corners of his lips, and Yin Changxia's reaction made him extremely happy.

The female ghost over there suddenly became angry and tried her best to kill Yin Changxia and Ji Jintang together.

The small pavilion is wrapped in more long hair.

The hair was like a wriggling python, slowly squeezing in, narrowing the small gap.Cracks appeared on the wooden pillars outside the pavilion, and the guardrail underneath also broke suddenly, and the sawdust scattered around.

With such a strong force, even the internal organs will be squeezed out!

The pavilion could no longer support it, and the tiles and gravel above it fell down one after another, making sharp noises.

Ji Jintang muttered softly: "Ah Qi, why don't you say that you are holding back the female ghost and let me find a chance to leave?"

"...Because you don't need it." Yin Changxia gritted his teeth, "And don't imitate his expression, call me Ah Qi."

Ji Jintang squinted his eyes: "That's right, I'm not that weakling."

Yin Changxia: "..."

At this moment, the female ghost has completely blocked the way outside. She lay on the ground, opened her mouth wide in a distorted posture, and more strands of hair gushed out of her shriveled mouth, engulfing the bodily fluids in her mouth. .

This was her last trump card, it was so powerful that it even corroded the stone slabs on the ground where it touched.

"You all have to die!!"

The space inside became narrower and narrower, and the pavilion collapsed even more. Yin Changxia dragged Ji Jintang to avoid it.

If they were hit by the hair in their mouths, their bodies would be easily punched out like a stone slab.

It turns out that the female ghost wanted to seal them in this small space from the very beginning!

She wanted to watch them run away like mice, to satisfy her wicked taste!

Ji Jintang watched this scene calmly, as if wanting to see what the female ghost would do.

Yin Changxia's lips are turning white. It's time like this. Are you still in the mood to watch a show?

"Don't worry." Ji Jintang slowly took out the Buddha statue around his neck, and gently pulled it off, "Well, games, loads, I understand, it seems to be this thing."

Yin Changxia: "What do you want to do?"

Ji Jintang put his finger to his lips: "Shh, I'm asking for necessary information."

Full of anticipation, Ji Jintang pulled out the Buddha statue on its neck and bit the blood on the finger prints, the moment the Buddha statue as a carrying object emitted a red light like an evil spirit.

[If the load is being used, Yangshou will be deducted for one year. ]

The Buddha statue suddenly became larger, and an ominous dark red lotus pattern appeared on the base. It was an eight-armed arhat.It holds all kinds of weapons in its hands, including knives, guns and sticks.

Its skin is vermilion, and its eyes protrude like copper bells.

Against the backdrop of that red light, there was no trace of the mercy of the gods and Buddhas, but a sense of terror.

Ghost Bodhisattvas, evil Buddhas, rumors are that monsters use the name of gods and Buddhas to occupy one side, make the people look for boys and girls, and use their grievances to strengthen their own strength.

The surface of compassion, the core of cruelty.

The outside is not the same as the inside, very similar to Ji Jintang.

[Yangshou has been deducted, one year...is being added up, two years...three years...ten years! ]

This crazy prompt sound made Ji Jintang seem not to be afraid at all.

Ji Jintang seemed to be enjoying such a thing, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth, completely ignoring the wasted Yangshou.

As a suppressed personality, nothing can make him feel alive.

The opportunity for his birth was because of Yin Changxia, and it was also because of Yin Changxia that he was suppressed by the main personality.

It's cruel.

But even so, he still couldn't do anything to Yin Changxia.

Just because that weak chicken that no one can beat is devoted to Yin Changxia!

Zhou Ying, who was rushing over from a distance, turned pale immediately after seeing this scene: "Jantang used the load, it's too bad!"

Qiu Ping: "Zaiwu...?"

Zhou Ying didn't explain, but just ran forward.

Xu Mo quickly said to Qiu Ping: "Every one of us players, did they touch some evil thing when they came in? That is the login port of the game! Carrying objects is the last thing for players to save their lives. Once used, Yangshou will be consumed crazily."

Qiu Ping: "But why don't I have such a powerful thing!"

Xu Mo: "Some people rebel against evil, while others inherit. Can that be the same?"

inherit! ?

Qiu Ping gasped, it seemed that among them, only Ji Jintang inherited Zaiwu! !

Qiu Ping stared at Ji Jintang in a daze, not daring to underestimate him anymore.

Even Yin Changxia, whom he wanted to protect, Qiu Ping didn't dare to be as presumptuous as before.

The Buddha statue became even bigger, standing behind Ji Jintang like a guardian spirit, and behind Ji Jintang was full of red Buddha light, making his face treacherous like a dream.

Ji Jintang stretched out his hand, and the Buddha statue also stretched out its hand.

All the knives, guns and sticks attacked the female ghost together.

Accompanied by the violent noise, the pavilion completely collapsed.

The female ghost screamed: "No...!"

Countless weapons overwhelmed her.

The female ghost was completely devoured by the ghost bodhisattva. Ji Jintang's personality was usually suppressed, but now he finally regained consciousness, but at this moment he refused to give up, and insisted on causing an upheaval.

He laughed sullenly, the female ghost's body was beyond recognition, and he couldn't stop him: "Remember to kill people like me in the future, don't give the other party any chance to breathe, look, isn't your body shattered?"

"Enough!" Yin Changxia stopped him from flogging the corpse.

Ji Jintang slowly turned his head to look at him, but still raised his hands high, and did not stop attacking at all: "It's hard to come out here, I must play more."

Yin Changxia's face was ugly: "...you call this a game?"

Ji Jintang narrowed his eyes: "Otherwise? Ah Qi wants to play with me?"

Yin Changxia's eyes widened, his muscles twitched slightly, and he couldn't speak.

Ji Jintang slowly approached Yin Changxia: "This game is awesome, you and I have both come in. That weak chicken can't protect you, so he won't dare to keep suppressing me. You see, when I was suppressed last time, I said, We will meet again."

After saying this, his body shook several times, and he fell straight into Yin Changxia's arms.

Before coma, the personality seemed to have been switched.

Ji Jintang looked extremely weak and pitiful, muttering: "Who told you to bully... Ah Qi."

Yin Changxia's body was stiff, and he could only let Ji Jintang lie like this, without moving for a long time.

[Congratulations on killing the long-haired female ghost. ]

[Background decryption part four——]

[The town has a special geographical location, located at the junction of Yin and Yang.The ghosts here will be clearly seen by the players because of the dark atmosphere in the town.It was the first time for the female ghost to participate in a ghost banquet, and she had heard many rumors. ]

[[-]. The ghost king has not appeared for hundreds of years. ]

[[-]. The corpse monsters are transformed by the residents of the small town. The residents of the small town seem to have served them before they were alive. Now, after several generations, they are still controlled by them. ]

[[-]. The paper figurines at the ghost feast are enshrined by the townspeople for joy, anger, sorrow, and fear. The town residents hope that the paper figurines will replace strangers and become ghost servants dedicated to joy, anger, sorrow, and fear. ]

[[-]. The sacrificial temple is the lowest point of the town, located in the valley between the two mountains. It is the place with the deepest yin energy, and it is also the lair of the four ghosts who are happy, angry, sad, and fearful. They seem to be hiding something. ]

[The rumors and information are scattered and mixed, players are asked to distinguish by themselves. ]

Yin Changxia frowned. These backgrounds are from the perspective of female ghosts, some are useful, some are useless.

But... even the female ghost as a guest mentioned the 'sacrifice' in the perspective?

The pavilion collapsed badly, and the stone slab underneath would soon completely sink into the water. Yin Changxia had no choice but to pick up Ji Jintang and walk forward.

Zhou Ying had already arrived here at this time, and seeing Yin Changxia holding the unconscious Ji Jintang like this, his expression was extremely complicated.

Yin Changxia's arms were numb, and he wanted to hand over Ji Jintang: "Zhou Ying, come and hug me."

The unconscious Ji Jintang seemed reluctant, and rubbed against Yin Changxia's arms twice, like a small animal.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ying bit her heart with jealousy: "You should hold it."

As soon as the words fell, Yin Changxia half-kneeled on the ground, almost throwing Ji Jintang.

The expression on Zhou Ying's face finally couldn't be maintained, so he thought he was doing it on purpose: "Yin Changxia, even if you hate Jintang, he saved you and spent ten years of his life, why do you do this to him!?"

Yin Changxia's face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his arms were bruised from the broken tiles just now, but he didn't want to argue with Zhou Ying at all.

Yin Changxia: "If you like him, pick him up."

Zhou Ying pursed her lips tightly, and her palms turned white: "You really disappoint me. We have known each other for ten years, and I didn't expect you to be such a cold-blooded person."

Zhou greeted Ji Jintang and took him away from here.

Since reuniting with them, Yin Changxia has always avoided them deliberately.

However, Zhou Ying's words at this moment made Yin Changxia's heart cold for the most part.

"Zhou Ying, who am I, do you need to take care of me?"

Yin Changxia didn't say another word, instead, he and Zhou Ying went in the opposite direction.

Xu Mo came over, just saw this scene, he hesitated to speak.

Zhou Ying smiled self-deprecatingly, his heart felt as if a needle had been pricked: "Jantang has spent ten years of his life for him, but he still has this attitude. It's because I held the expectation that when we meet again, he will reconcile with us as before."

Xu Mo finally couldn't help it: "Zhou Ying, I have something to tell you."

Zhou Ying: "Why, you just met Yin Changxia not long ago, and you want to speak for Yin Changxia?"

Xu Mo: "It's not how familiar I am with him, it's just the information I got as a doctor."

Zhou Ying looked at him slowly, and couldn't help but frowned.

"Since entering the game, my sensory abilities have been enhanced. I can still recognize a dying person."

"Yin Changxia's footsteps are flimsy, his face is pale, his clothes look big, but his body is actually unreasonably thin. His physical strength is inferior to that of everyone present, and he sweats profusely after walking a few steps. It is most likely that he is sick."

"It's not that he's cruel to Ji Jintang, it's that he doesn't have the strength to hold him at all!"

Zhou Ying's eyes and pupils constricted, and his breathing gradually became disordered: "Then what's wrong with him?"

Xu Mo shook his head: "I'm afraid you have to ask him himself."

Zhou Ying's face turned pale little by little, and in the next second he was overwhelmed by a wave of regret.

His expression was full of pain, his heart was about to be overwhelmed by this emotion, and he remembered some of the past in his mind——

The Yin Changxia he knew never needed the protection of others.

Not only that, Yin Changxia has always stood up to protect him and Ji Jintang!

When did Yin Changxia become so pale?Even the muddy water on his face could not cover his weakness.

But he didn't think much about it, he always felt that it was normal for Yin Changxia to have some changes after being separated for so many years.

But these 'changes' are because of Yin Changxia's illness...?

Countless chaotic thoughts lingered in Zhou Ying's mind. Zhou Ying immediately looked in the direction where Yin Changxia left, and prayed strongly in his heart... I hope that Yin Changxia is only suffering from a minor illness and nothing serious.

But there was no one there for a long time, and Yin Changxia had already left.

—

Yin Changxia walked along the winding path. At the end of the garden corridor, ashes of paper money kept flying, as if a gray-black snow had fallen.

Zhou Ying's words still appeared in his mind, Yin Changxia frowned, and quickly put them aside.

forget about it.

Anyway, he came to this game to earn Yangshou.

What is more important now is to find the number plate!

At the same time, Steward Nu led the people and slowly came from the other end of the corridor.

"There is so much movement in the garden, it seems that there are a lot of living people mixed in the banquet."

Yin Changxia lowered his head firmly, it seemed that the commotion just now had attracted the attention of the four ghosts.

The angry butler snorted, "How is that one? Haven't you found it yet?"

Ghost servant: "Although we couldn't find it, we hold his ghost bones in our hands, and the sealed coffin is in the pool of resentment. We tied the coffin with iron chains and red threads so that there is no gap. There will be no mistakes."

Angry steward: "That person is powerful, so don't take it lightly. If something goes wrong, you know the consequences..."

The ghost servant froze: "Yes!"

Even though he had never seen that person before, the four ghosts of joy, anger, sorrow and fear were all so afraid, he didn't know how powerful it was.

Ghost servant's heart grows a bit longing, if it really succeeds, how honored he is to witness the birth of the ghost king!

"We need to stabilize the group of idiots at the ghost feast first." The angry steward let out a breath of foul air slowly, "Ah Ai and Ah Fear will soon be able to fuse with that ghost bone."

This conversation made Yin Changxia vaguely understand.

No wonder the boss disappeared after entering the mansion, and he never rejoined him!

Boss wants to find his own ghost bone?

If the two ghosts of sorrow and fear succeed, will the red thread in my hand still have the effect of controlling the boss?

Yin Changxia's palms were full of sweat, and he felt both a sense of crisis and urgency.

The corridor was narrow, and Yin Changxia and Nu Butler collided head-on.At such a close distance, one can feel a gust of chill through the clothes, like the chill on the skin of a dead person, penetrating the flesh with clamminess.

Yin Changxia held his breath and walked over quickly.

Angry steward: "Stop! Show me your servant's card."

Can't be so unlucky!

He was noticed by the happy ghost before, and now he is noticed by the angry ghost again.

Yin Changxia took out the things slowly and stiffly: "Nu Butler, please."

Steward Nu put his eyes on it, and there was indeed nothing wrong with the cards in his hand, but Yin Changxia's identity still made him suspicious: "You are the one at the banquet..."

The ghost servant carefully reminded: "It's him, being chased by two ghosts."

The angry housekeeper covered the cards in his hand, wanting to take them away for a closer look.

Who knew that Yin Changxia was pinched so tightly that he couldn't twitch at all.

Angry butler: "What's the matter? Don't want to give it?"

He stared at Yin Changxia angrily, getting closer and closer, the distance was creepy.

"Make the banquet so crazy..."

Yin Changxia's face turned pale, and he immediately took over the words: "It's my fault for being angry with the steward! I shouldn't have run around and made the banquet like this! The ghost banquet was postponed!"

The angry butler spit out foul air and sprayed it on Yin Changxia's face.

The smell was extremely disgusting, like rotten fruit in summer, still tens of thousands of catties.

Yin Changxia resisted the feeling of vomiting. When the smell penetrated his nostrils, his internal organs ached.

The angry housekeeper stared at it for a long time: "Why is that female ghost chasing you?"

Yin Changxia's mind turned quickly: "She wants me to tell her where the kitchen is!"

The angry butler clenched the cards in his hand: "Lie."

The card in his hand was squeezed so vigorously that a crack had already formed.

Yin Changxia's eyelids twitched, and the scene of being chased by ghosts in the haunted house came to mind again.If the cards in his hand could no longer conceal his living physique, it might not be as simple as being chased away.

The body tensed up to the extreme, and under the fear, Yin Changxia seemed to have an illusion that his body would be eaten by a hundred ghosts.

If you don't answer this sentence well, you will be in danger!

Yin Changxia bowed his head firmly, gritted his teeth and said, "There are a group of living people in the ghost banquet, and that female ghost is one of them! She disguised herself as a ghost in some way, and she wants to find something!"

Angry steward: "..."

A long silence spread.

Angry housekeeper: "Hmph, a living person? If you are a living person, you should hide yourself. How could this happen?"

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding, and he bit the bullet: "Of course it is to die and survive. The most dangerous place is the safest place! If she makes such a mess, no one will notice her!"

Ghost Servant: "It seems... makes sense."

The angry housekeeper squinted at the past.

The ghost servant immediately lowered his head.

Yin Changxia persuaded himself not to worry, he must be more careful here, his eyes were full of tears, but he couldn't squeeze them out, pretending to bear the humiliation.

The acting skills must be just right to hide the angry ghost!

He flickered with tears in his eyes: "The movement in the garden is because the villain discovered the identity of the female ghost as a living person and fought with her. In order for the ghost feast to go smoothly, the villain didn't make a big deal out of it. "

"Rage steward! You want the cards in the villain's hand, of course the villain dare not refuse. But now that the ghost banquet has so many living people mixed in, they are simply too arrogant, so blatantly destroying the ghost banquet!"

Yin Changxia wiped his eyes with his sleeve, rubbing it until it turned red on purpose, and poured dirty water on the female ghost.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?! to divert attention!

Ghost servant: "There are two dead monsters dead, so maybe..."

Yin Changxia: "That's them!"

The ghost servant's eyes were red, and his fangs suddenly elongated.

Yin Changxia's body trembled twice.

The person who killed the corpse = him, he must find someone to carry this blame!

Yin Changxia suppressed his fear and said with righteous indignation: "The living man who killed two corpse monsters, I wish I could tear his tendons and eat his flesh! How dare you provoke us like this!"

Angry steward: "In the first two batches of living people, none of them could compete with the corpse monster. What's the matter this time...?"

Yin Changxia said painfully: "Annoy Steward! They have come in three batches in total. The first two times they were very weak, but this time they are very strong. Think about why!"

Among the four ghosts of joy, anger, sorrow and fear, angry ghosts are the most simple-minded.

When Yin Changxia asked him this question, he didn't react, and Yin Changxia really walked around him to think about this question seriously.

——Yeah, why were the previous two batches so weak that they were able to kill the corpse this time?

Yin Changxia: "Of course, the first two batches of them were all probationers, of course they were all weaklings. I'm afraid they have figured out some information now, so the living people who came this time are all powerful. They have no fear at all. It must be to destroy the ghost banquet!"

The angry housekeeper stared round: "Damn it!"

Yin Changxia echoed: "Damn it!"

Fuck, with such an association, he himself felt that it made sense for him to fool around!

The angry housekeeper didn't bother Yin Changxia anymore, and his eyes were red with anger: "Damn it, no wonder the living people who came this time dared to make such a big noise! ​​It turned out that the information was obtained by relying on the previous two inquiries! Stronger than before!"

Yin Changxia was filled with righteous indignation: "Housekeeper Anger, we can't let them succeed! If you are not in Ghost Banquet Town, those living people will be even more unscrupulous!"

"Hmph!" The angry steward let go of his hand, and strode forward, his hatred for this group of players deepened.

He just came out to check the situation in the garden, and now he has to go back to the ghost banquet to maintain order.

Yin Changxia was still standing in the wind, and he was relieved when he saw that the angry housekeeper had left, and quickly put his cards back into his arms.

I escaped!

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, these ghosts are too easy to fool... Ah no, I persuaded him!

It's just that this time... the four ghosts are filled with joy, anger, sorrow, and fear, and their hatred for this group of players has deepened.Yin Changxia felt guilty for a second, thinking that it is better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone. Of course, everyone should carry this pot together.

Yin Changxia looked at the red line on his wrist, trying to use it to find the boss.

It was terrible to be delayed in it for so long!

The red line is getting shorter and shorter, it should be very close to the boss!

Yin Changxia hurried around a corner and quickened his pace.

The house in front is not a shrine, but a place dedicated to incense. It is side by side with the shrine in the back, presenting a mirror image.

The drizzle was misty, and the candlelight was miserable in the wind.In front of the candle stand, there were countless round spheres wrapped in red cloth, which dyed the red cloth even more red, and the blood on the stand flowed all over the place and pooled on the floor.

Thinking of the first two batches of players who participated in the ghost banquet, could it be that the ones wrapped in red cloth were... human heads?

Yin Changxia's muscles tensed up, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Behind the incense holder, there are two figures.

Yin Changxia could see Steward Xi being pinched by someone, and his head was broken off, like a dandelion with a broken stalk.

He was terrified, and slowly moved the angle to observe the movement here——

Butler Xi's legs kept kicking down, and the veins on his neck were bulging: "My king, I am your most loyal servant, you can't..."

Zong Tan's expression didn't change at all, but the fingers pinching Butler Xi grew suddenly.

Pain strikes!

Steward Xi yelled: "No...! We gathered hundreds of ghosts to make you the king of ghosts, we..."

Before he finished speaking, his head and limbs were separated in the next second.

Countless grievances were slowly sucked into Zong Tan's body, but they couldn't fill up the hunger that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Zong Tan gradually became irritable.

Hunger, the feeling of hunger scorched his body, and it had been like this since he woke up.

He kept absorbing ghost power, but he couldn't relieve such an annoying hunger.

The only time I felt relieved... seemed to be when I was with Yin Changxia, when he let him eat a low-level corpse.

The smell was really disgusting, but I have to say that the feeling of burning all internal organs is indeed much better.

Zong Tan's eyes slowly placed on the head on the ground, butler Xi was still alive, his expression was full of pain: "We gathered grievances from all directions for you, just to raise a ghost king, you can't treat me like this."

Breeding a ghost king with grievances from all directions?

Zong Tan couldn't help but find it ridiculous, and looked at Butler Xi contemptuously, can anyone raise a ghost king?

This group of ants who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth are too underestimating the ghost king.

At the same time, the one who happened to be able to grow into a ghost king ran over and forced two lines of tears on his face: "Honey, it's like three autumns since I didn't see you in an hour, I miss you so much! "

Zong Tan: "..."