Can you do some personnel work?

Even the bloody hands of the coffin ghosts didn't even touch the corners of the three of them.

The other players who were chased by other ghosts and witnessed everything from beginning to end felt numb for a while.

Isn't the energy of these guys a bit outrageous?

Qin Zheng and the others didn't care so much. After speeding all the way to hide in an empty house, they were relieved.

Zhang Fa even had an expression on his face that was about to collapse. He fell to the ground and refused to move.

The amount of exercise in the ghost meal is not as big as it is now!

"Are we going to lie down in this coffin until the game is over?"

Zhang Fa asked out of breath, he was worried that he would rest, and accidentally slept in the coffin until the game was over.

"You can't lie down for that long, or you'll turn into a mutilated ghost like the villagers. You have to come out every 3 hours, and then go in after an hour. During this period, you have to prevent the coffin from taking the coffin back."

Qin Zheng shook his head and said, the biggest problem now is to avoid possible attacks during the cooling time.

Originally, when the coffin was stolen, it had already stimulated the ghost. When the three of them fell asleep, the thing would definitely explode, and it would probably stay outside the coffin, not to mention that other ghosts might still be surrounded.

Su Zitu was the only one who could resist those things, and Zhang Fa and himself were still at too great a risk, so they had to think of a foolproof way.

Qin Zheng was entangled, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and a gleam of light burst out in his eyes.

Under the curious eyes of Zhang Fa and Su Zitu, Qin Zheng took out a pen and paper again, and quickly wrote a lot of words on it.

It seemed that they remembered the immoral things that this dog did in the Lin family before, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in their hearts.

Taking a closer look, a few large characters suddenly appeared in their sight——

"Your wife thinks this is the same as the big bed at home, and is very satisfied."

next.

"We tried it together, and I'm very satisfied!"

"..."

Zhang Fa and Su Zitu glanced at Qin Zheng silently, a thousand words stuck in their throats, but they didn't know what to say first.

After a long time, Su Zitu said helplessly:

"Isn't it not good that you keep catching Uncle Lin to stimulate, what if he is used to your stimulation and is immune?"

"Well—you're right! Then I'll write something more violent!"

Su Zitu: "???"

Did I mean that? !

Under Su Zitu's twitching gaze, Qin Zheng started to write again—

"This coffin is quite big and can sleep three people."

"Guess where your wife sleeps?"

"When you saw this, you must have just thought about it!"

"How old is he and he still thinks wildly, how could this coffin be used for that kind of thing!"

"It's better to be more spacious outside. You can take any posture. You can sleep directly when you are tired."

......

Silently watching Qin Zheng put one note after another on the coffin, Zhang Fa was able to vaguely make up his mind after seeing Lin Shutong's reaction to these notes.

This is literally a panda takeaway - bamboo shoots are here!

Sure enough, after returning to the quarantine area later, I should be more good people and make some friends. In case the car rolls over one day, my wickedness will not be dragged down by this guy.

Zhang Fa sighed heavily. Before he could say anything, Qin Zheng, who had already finished, was still a little dissatisfied. After thinking about it, he threw the pen into the hands of the two of them.

"I feel that this is not enough. The two of you also come to help and draw some poses that you have seen in your impressions. You don't want to be too realistic, you can almost understand the meaning."

"You are afraid that no one will accompany you when you go down, right?"

The corners of Su Zitu's mouth twitched. If this guy just did whatever he wanted, he would lose his wicked virtue, but now he is completely forced to form a criminal gang, and he plans to die together!

"Isn't this brainstorming? Don't delay, hurry up. Look at Zhang Fa, isn't this a very interesting painting?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fa's movements stagnated for a while, and his face couldn't help showing a look of horror.

Why is my body moving on its own?

Qin Zhenggou wouldn't secretly hypnotize himself with any hints, would he? !

Su Zitu rolled his eyes angrily, but didn't say anything. He honestly recalled certain scenes, and drew a stickman somewhat rusty.

On the other hand, Qin Zheng's side...

"Fuck, your painting skills, not drawing books is a big loss for the industry!"

"Miao Zan, Miao Zan, yours is not bad, the expression of humiliation and anger is vividly depicted!"

"Where is it? It's just a little clumsy. Unlike Brother Qin, you are so powerful. You can actually draw such a pose. With a scene, I can even make up the picture of torn clothes!"

"..."

Hearing the muttering of those two guys, Su Zitu's ears moved involuntarily.

Although she kept reminding herself not to pay attention to some strange things, she still glanced over uncontrollably.

When she saw the breathtaking book painting skills of the two of them, the corners of her eyes twitched wildly.

You two, have your innate skills gone to some strange place?

110. Catching an honest ghost is crazy and exciting

"This should work, right?"

"Well, I look quite satisfied, and there is basically no empty space left."

"Zi Tu, why do you draw more poses than we do?"

"..."

In the face of Qin Zheng's inquiry, Su Zitu silently turned his head away, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Seeing that the two guys were drawing so vigorously, I was a little overwhelmed for a while, and when I came back to my senses, things were already out of control.

Sure enough, these two dogs do a lot of harm!

"Okay, Zhang Fa, please reopen the coffin first. I'll lead Uncle Lin and those guys over here, and then hide in the coffin."

"okay."

After explaining this, Qin Zheng didn't delay, just dodged and slipped out of the house.

On the other hand, Lin Shutong, who had no idea that the danger was approaching, wandered the aisle unconsciously like a puppet after he lost his sense of Qin Zheng.

Eyes that reveal a deadly aura patrol the endless darkness, perceiving the breath of the living people nearby as much as possible.

It's just that most players have the cover of magic power, so that Lin Shutong has been unable to lock on the next target, and can only wander around randomly, waiting for players to actively expose themselves to the search range.

But until someone's breath appeared within Lin Shutong's perception range again, the resentment rioted again.

The players, who were still being chased by other ghosts, watched subtly as those ghosts abandoned them in an instant and rushed in a certain direction.

Here again, the dog thing is here again...

As for Qin Zheng, he hadn't seen Lin Shutong's existence yet, but the familiar bloody hand appeared first in his field of vision and pinched him immediately.

Qin Zheng's eyelids twitched, and when he turned around and wanted to run back, a certain Qianli figure quietly stood on his retreat, and the other side of the slender jade hand held a certain figure. player's hands.

It's just that the player has lost the breath of any living person, his body is shriveled and only skin and bones, and he can't see the existence of eyeballs, his empty eyes staring at the direction of Qin Zheng's side.

At the same time, many ghosts such as Lin Shutong and Lin Zhen also approached in a trend of two buns.

Why do you feel like you are surrounded?

Qin Zheng was stunned for a while, and a needle-like sense of crisis swept over. Almost at the moment of warning, his figure rushed towards Lin Shutong.

Before Lin Shutong raised his hand, Qin Zheng's familiar and stimulating words floated over again--

"Lao Lin, your wife... very moist!"

"..."

The ghost qi rioted and rushed towards Qin Zheng in an instant, with a pungent rancid smell, and a death-like sense of crisis enveloped his heart instantly.

In the face of Uncle Lin's rushing figure, the prompt words also appeared on the side in an instant——

[Imagination, the real body is in the position of Lin Zhen, rush directly over]

Qin Zheng, who noticed the prompt, immediately rushed over with an acceleration, and the moment his body touched Lin Shutong, the whole person actually passed through directly.

Feeling the evil thoughts and gloom that enveloped his whole body when he passed through, Qin Zheng couldn't help shivering, but he didn't slow down much.

Under Lin Shutong's stunned gaze, Qin Zheng once again threw away the distance and ran wildly all the way into the distance.

Still the same speed, still the same back view that raises blood pressure, and waving that dazzling bellyband in his hand.

How does this guy still exist! !

"Good guy, did Mr. Qin take all Zhao Xiu's belly pockets?"

"Without repeating colors, Uncle Lin has a hobby of collecting stamps with this guy?"

"I think, let Big Brother Qin continue to excite him like this, and Uncle Lin will really become a ghost."

"It's definitely because the sin is too heavy, and the top just sent a talented person like Qin to accept him. It's better to die than life."

"You said, if you continue to attract monsters like this, will other players be much safer?"

"Do you think three guys who can kill teammates get together, do other players have the possibility to survive?"

"It is suggested that the level be renamed No Survivor or Escape."

......

Just when the audience was watching happily, Qin Zheng had already returned to the location near the coffin.

The terrifying movement that followed made Zhang Fa and Su Zitu's faces turn pale. This guy's taunting ability was as strong as ever.

"Hurry up, hurry in!!"

Qin Zheng shouted, but Zhang Fa and Su Zitu did not dare to delay and jumped into the coffin immediately.

Until Qin Zheng jumped suddenly——

"Oh!"

"Fucao, Qin Zheng, your uncle! You want to murder your teammates..."

Before Zhang Fa could finish his words, the coffin was covered heavily, and all three of them were brought into the perfect protection range at once.

It's just that at a gap close to the sticker, there is another apron caught in the gap of the coffin, which is particularly dazzling.

And inside the coffin...

"Zhang Fa, it's time for you to lose weight, your belly is a bit cramped!"

"This is my abs!"

"Do you have this big piece of your abs?"

"Nine-nine return to one, isn't it!"

"Qin Zheng, don't push me! I'm almost out of breath!"

"There's still a little space on your side."

"Why don't you squeeze the law!"

When the three of them scolded and despised each other, Uncle Lin also appeared in the room where the coffin was located.

Looking at the existence of the coffin, the actions of all the ghosts stopped, and even the ghost with the coffin appeared in the house in an instant, and the blood-filled eyes stared at the coffin in front of him.

This...is his original coffin? !

The same size, the same material, the same cold breath...

But what the hell is this astringent pose with all the surface painted on it? !

Even the existence of ghosts and coffins is still held in place by the amazing masterpieces of Qin Zheng and others.