Can you do some personnel work?

Qin Zheng's face was full of excitement. If it had been created earlier, it would have been easier to deal with the Mimetic Ghost and other guys before.

[The next ghost is in the fourth cell in front of the host. The law of killing is kowtow. As long as the ghost kneels and kowtows, with the current physical strength of the host plus the bartender clothes and ghost uniforms, it will die instantly after being kowtowed six times]

"Grass?!"

Qin Zheng's eyelids twitched violently.

"If you don't see me kowtow, will it work?"

[You must see the host once, even if the host is out of sight after locking, it will still take effect. The way for normal players to escape is to avoid being watched by the ghost or run out of the cursed area in an instant]

"What about the abnormal player?"

[Host, if you restrain yourself, there will be no problem]

Qin Zheng: "???"

Is it reminding you that your perception of me is getting more and more wrong?

Qin Zheng murmured in his heart, but he still calmly walked towards the location indicated by the prompt.

And the sound of his footsteps was clearly transmitted into the tightly closed cell.

The pale figure lingering in the cell paused slightly, and the skinny face under the mourning hat immediately turned towards the door.

As if feeling the threat in the dark, the kowtow ghost actually knelt down directly, lowering his head to the point where it might touch the ground at any time.

No matter what's outside, just complete the reading of the spell first, so that no matter what you see, you can kill it instantly!

Under the vigilance of the ghost, the sound of footsteps suddenly stopped at the door of the room, and the doorknob also slowly turned.

Just when it thought that the existence from outside was about to come in, the doorknob turned back all of a sudden.

Kowtow ghost: "???"

Just within a moment, the doorknob turned again, at an extremely slow speed, which attracted all the kowtow ghost's attention.

Unsurprisingly...

"Snapped!"

The doorknob flicked back again, and the corners of the kowtowing ghost's eyes twitched slightly.

Are you finished? !

279、The method is immoral, but it works!

The kowtow ghost felt that he had met a dog.

For 10 minutes, it just watched the doorknob turn, bounce, turn, bounce...

Transfer to NM! !You don't feel tired, you are a little tired from kneeling! !

Under the gaze of the kowtow ghost full of resentment, the doorknob turned again, even though the speed was extremely slow, it still attracted its attention.

This time, the doorknob didn't spring back, but turned to the end little by little, which made the kowtow spirits vibrate violently.

Here it comes, it's finally here!

Under the expectant gaze of the kowtow ghost, the cell door was slowly opened a crack with a "creak".

But before it could see Qin Zheng's appearance, a small ball was suddenly thrown into the cell.

Accompanied by a light "ding--", the kowtow ghost felt that he saw the sun...

Feng Wai and the others outside looked at the oil painting that was almost covered by flashing lights twitchingly, and all their eyes fell on Zhang Fa.

"You gave it?"

"He borrowed it, saying that there are dark places everywhere in horror games, and these shiny props make people feel safer."

"Is this fucking shiny?!"

"It's okay. In addition to a box of flash bombs, he also has a super-powerful flashlight. Once turned on, it's as bright at night as it is during the day."

Zhang Fa rolled his eyes and said.

That guy Qin Zheng rarely borrowed purely destructive weapons, but he especially loved all kinds of spiritually polluting items.

Of course, even if it is a purely lethal weapon, he can also use an additional mental attack effect...

Su Zitu and the others couldn't help sighing when they heard the words. Although these things were used to deal with ghosts, they always felt that Qin Zheng's bastard could be used on their own people at any time.

The main reason is that this guy became insane and indiscriminate between himself and the enemy!

On the contrary, Mao Shishi who was on the side watched this scene with a pensive expression gradually showing on his face, which made the puppet brother's heart skip a beat.

"What are you thinking?"

"Brother, do you think that although Qin Zheng's operations are quite wicked, they seem to be very useful!"

"Easy to use is easy to use. It is exchanged for the moral bottom line. Do you want to be blacklisted in the entire quarantine area like their team?"

Brother puppet gave him a sideways glance. Qin Zheng and his team are all very special existences.

But the other players are different. If you follow them to die, you will definitely die so that there is not even a scum left!

Different people are suitable for different ways of living, just like the group of corpse chasers. Although they are cursed by Immortal Dance, when using corpses, the safety factor of the body is several grades higher than other players.

Not to mention that he got the promotion method provided by Qin Zheng this time, the corpse exorcist is likely to become the profession with the highest safety factor!

There is hope for the revival of the corpse hunters! ! !

And Mao Shisi smiled embarrassingly when he heard the words, and also reacted.

Indeed, as the senior brother said, the moral bottom line of Qin Zheng and these guys is extremely flexible, and they dare to do anything, and ordinary people really can't stand their toss.

"However, brother, can't we manipulate corpses? We can use corpses to learn from Qin Zheng's way of doing things. Anyway, as long as we don't say anything, no one will know it's us. Even if something happened to the corpse, it will affect Not to our side."

"Hiss—seems to make sense."

Well, is there anyone from the Corpse Chaser faction who can take care of it? There are two people here who are going farther and farther along the path of being led astray!

Zheng Xiang watched the two of them contemplating delicately, his heart full of madness.

These days, is it so difficult for normal people to survive!

Is it possible that I have to lower my bottom line a little bit?But if it falls like this, I always feel that I will lose something precious in my heart...

But when the people outside were struggling, Qin Zheng threw a few smoke bombs into the cell.

Before the kowtow ghost recovered from the flash bomb, thick smoke filled the entire cell, and Qin Zheng's figure also sneaked into it silently.

The kowtow ghost instinctively sensed the danger approaching, but before it could find the opponent's existence from the smoke, the impermanence lock strangled its neck without warning, and yanked back.

And Qin Zheng swung the shovel at the kowtow ghost's head at the same time, and the next second——

Click!

"call--"

Unexpectedly, Qin Zheng's shovel swung empty, and the impermanence lock unexpectedly bent the kowtow ghost's neck into a strange angle, so that he avoided his combo blows.

The kowtow ghost couldn't even resist, but was strangled by the impermanence lock and hung in mid-air, with his hands hanging powerlessly to his side, suppressed into a state of near death.

"Fuck? So fierce?!"

Qin Zheng looked at the ghost that was directly strangled to death with a look of shock, his heart skipped a beat.

This thing is much more useful than the shroud and soul nail combined!

As he switched to the ghost breathing method again, the bloody chain shot out from his heart soon, wrapping around the kowtow ghost's body and dragging it into his body.

The ease with which the two ghosts were handled was even beyond Qin Zheng's imagination, and even Lin Tushen, who entered the oil painting, did not expect it.

There's something wrong with this outsider!

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, he quietly moved away from where Qin Zheng was, and slowly passed through the door and wall of the cell like a shadow, approaching where the last ghost was.

This outsider is no longer incomplete and can be handled by himself, unless he returns Lin Anshen's original body and reassembles the missing ghost limbs in both sides of the body.

But before that time, Lin Anshen has not been completely dragged to death. Now that he fights back, he is still incomplete, and he can't reach the level he planned at all!

While thinking, Lin Tushen had already arrived at the location of the last ghost. The tall figure bound by many rusty iron chains stood in the center of the cell, and the twisted head that was cast in bronze and blended with flesh and blood hung down. The silent appearance seemed to be in a state of death.

Even though it was imprisoned in place and motionless, there were black shadows that were exactly like it wandering around, mechanically repeating the movements of entering and exiting and struggling like afterimages.

And as Lin Tushen entered, the ghost also slowly raised its head, and the moment it stared at the opponent, Lin Anshen, who was hiding in other oil paintings, also simultaneously locked onto his existence!

found it!

The moment he locked the opponent's position, Lin Anshen's ghostly hand became a little restless, uncontrollably protruding out of the space of the oil painting, and grabbed the edge of the frame...

280. Is he taking the opportunity to curse you?

"Squeak-"

Accompanied by the tooth-piercing sound of bone twisting echoing in the exhibition hall, Lin Anshen's ghostly hand poking out the oil painting twisted into a strange arc, as if he wanted to twist himself off.

It's a pity that after half of Lin Anshen's body got out of the oil painting, the control ability of the ghost hand weakened again.

Although still restless, but still barely within the control range.

Glancing at the increasingly uncontrollable ghost hands, Lin Anshen felt a penetrating chill welling up in his body which had lost all feeling.

It seemed that there were countless poisonous insects gnawing at his body from the inside out, trying to completely erode the part of him as a human being.

Realizing that there was not much time left, Lin Anshen's heart trembled, he quickly got out of the oil painting, and hurried to where Lin Tushen had noticed.

I don't know why, the ghost hand lost control much earlier than expected, but it also means that I don't have much time.

You must take your body back before your current body completely becomes nourishment!

And as Lin Anshen approached, Lin Tushen in the oil painting also sensed his restless stump, and frowned.

But at this time, he didn't leave here in a hurry, instead he got closer to the hideous ghost in front of him.

There is still some time, and now compared to Lin Anshen outside, the outsider nearby is more dangerous, that terrifying chain seems to even threaten the complete self!

When he was afraid, Lin Tushen's hand inserted into his chest in vain, and suddenly pulled out his completely still heart.

As if being drawn, the imprisoned ghost fixed his eyes on the heart, and raised his arms mechanically.

And as it moved like this, the chain wrapped around the arm was also tightened to the extreme, trying to hinder the movement of the arm.

But it didn't work at all, the ghost grabbed the heart at a fairly gentle speed, and then pressed it to his chest.

As the distance gradually narrowed, the black mist in the entire prison surged chaotically, constantly engulfing the surrounding light.

Under Lin Tushen's gaze, the ground centered on ghosts became decayed and dilapidated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and mildew spots spread densely, and the terrifying breath stimulated the incomplete origin in his body to faintly excited.

Although the ghost in front of him is good, it is still not as good as the long-term nourishment that was exchanged in that exchange.

Right now, we can only let this special ghost deal with the outsider nearby. Even if it can't be solved, at least it can delay some time.

As long as Lin Anshen is dragged to death, everything will be over!

Thinking of this, Lin Tushen grinned at the corners of his mouth, pulling out an arc that humans can't do at all.

It's just that before he had time to be happy for a long time, a terrifying oppressive force crushed from the void, and he knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

Lin Tushen's gaze couldn't help but startled, but when he looked at the imprisoned ghost kneeling together in front of him, the black and white chains that made the ghost fearful from the bottom of his heart were wrapped around his stripped heart at some point.

With the slight pull of the chain, the heart and the chain disappeared instantly.

Only a certain excited murmur gradually drifted in from outside——

"As expected of Santa Claus, there is an unexpected surprise. Feng Wai will be able to add another meal when he returns home, and he can also loosen the soil for Zhang Fa's grave."

"..."

"Is he taking the opportunity to curse you?"

Mao Shishi glanced at Zhang Fa who was at the side and asked, his face turned dark.

"What are you thinking, he's talking about burying ghosts!"

"It's hard to say..."

While the audience outside were enjoying themselves, Lin Tushen, who watched his heart being robbed, shuddered.

"Leave it to me!!!"

With a shrill roar, the tightly bound ghost broke free from the chain in an instant, and walked towards the cell door with heavy steps.