Weird Tips: I'm Crazy, Weird Is Crazier

In residential building A, Duan Ming stood at the entrance of the corridor again not long after. He looked at the strong ghostly aura on the sixth floor with some trepidation, and stepped into the building with one step.

It was still the familiar cold, and it was still the familiar "pay back the money", but the wall-builder seemed to have seen Duan Ming coming, and the two big blood-red characters began to twist and twist, and it didn't take long to form a "grass" character.

"It seems that you don't have a long memory. Do you want me to ask He Wei to beat you up again?" Duan Ming said.

The word "grass" trembled, then began to twist again, and added a sentence after it.

"Grass: A plant."

Duan Ming rolled his eyes, turned around and walked towards 103.

knock knock ~

"Who is it! Why is there always someone who doesn't have eyes to bother you every time you clean your little liver?"

squeak~

The door opened, and He Wei, the Ripper Ghost, glared angrily.

"You are so big! But! Love!"

"Quick! Quick! Please! Come in!"

Duan Ming shook his head: "If you come in, you won't come in, follow me to 115."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

"Why do you say what you say! I won't go! Hey hey hey? Why did the body catch up by itself? Damn!"

He Wei cursed angrily, but followed up obediently, before he could let go of the little heart in his hand, he had to stuff it into his chest angrily.

Friendliness is almost a hundred tests for evil spirits, except for He Wei. Although this kid is very honest physically, he hates Duan Ming in his heart.

"Just because of Yongmei's photobook?"

"The otaku's will is too crazy, isn't it?"

Muttering, the two walked to the center of the hall, Duan Ming casually glanced at the corner of the stairs, his jaw almost dropped in shock.

I saw that the original meaning of grass on the wall has become...

"Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm."

The corner of Duan Ming's mouth twitched, and he asked behind him, "What did you do to him?"

Although he didn't want to pay attention to Duan Ming, He Wei was very aware of the current situation, even if he didn't speak, his body would answer by itself, so he simply lay down and replied casually: "I didn't do anything, just cut off his life a few times. "

"Cut off the root of life!"

"How many more times!"

"That's all!"

Duan Ming feels that the three views are about to collapse.

Is the world of Paradise so exciting?

"What's the matter?" He Wei said indifferently, "ghosts are not human beings, they will only maintain the appearance when they just died. In the state of ghosts, no matter broken limbs or incompleteness, they can be repaired with ghost energy. So little things , How much ghost energy can be consumed? It’s not enough to cut him a few times.”

"Heh, heh." Duan Ming laughed dryly.

No wonder the Wall Builder has such a big psychological shadow on He Wei.

During the conversation, the two had already walked to the other side of the corridor. Room 115 was at the end of the corridor, the darkest place.

At this time, He Wei asked suddenly: "Why is your property department looking for that starving ghost from 115?"

"Hungry ghost? You know him very well?"

"I know there is such a ghost. This guy is quite famous on the first floor, but there is no way to communicate."

"What's the meaning?"

Unexpectedly, He Wei spat, and said disdainfully: "Cut, it's just what I did. This bastard was a bum when he was alive. He did all kinds of animal things, and even his parents were beaten to death by him. After that, all relatives and friends stayed away from him. He is also a lazy guy, and he starved himself to death in the end. If he had a son who was still a snack, he burned a lot of joss sticks and paper money in the year of his death. Qin Wei from the property department ignorantly gave the money , so that he has a place to live in the community."

"Because he was in a state of hunger and insanity when he died, and he couldn't get enough to eat no matter how much he ate after death, he was always in a daze, unable to communicate, and the residents on the first floor didn't want to touch this bad thing."

"Oh no, then why did he call you?"

Yeah, so why did he call me?

Duan Ming's hairs stood on end for a moment.

Is there a ghost in his room?

"It's here." He Wei reminded.

Duan Ming raised his eyes, and the house number 115 was right in front of him. The ordinary wooden sign gave him a faint feeling of hairiness, and he no longer had the relaxed state of mind he had before.

The original Duan Ming, to be honest, just drifted away.

The other party didn't actually say what he was going to do on the phone, but according to his assumption, he was nothing more than an evil spirit. No matter what entrustment, if He Wei was called, he had two evil spirits on his side, and the security was basically guaranteed. Yes, it’s really not enough. Let the jumping ghosts and rotten ghosts come over, that’s four, which is more than enough. This entrustment is no different from sending experience.

But there is probably another ghost in the room who doesn't know the details.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned around.

This commission is not done.

The dungeon task is to pass the comprehensive score in seven days, and once complained, it will be a big deal to make more commissions to make up for it later.

At this moment, the door of Room 115 suddenly opened wide, and a strong suction came from the room, so strong that Duan Ming was about to be sucked in.

Snapped!

He Wei grasped Duan Ming's hand precisely, and the other hand firmly grasped the door frame of the opposite door.

"Don't let go!"

"I try my best!"

He Wei gritted his teeth, his chest opened wide, and the little liver that had just been washed was sucked into the room.

Click!

Click!

The door frame was overwhelmed and began to crack.

"Money is left over! Help!"

He Wei yelled loudly, echoing in the long corridor, but there was no reaction at all.

"If you don't make any more moves, wait until I come out and chop off your lifeblood until the ghost energy is exhausted and the ghost body dissipates!"

"Brother He Wei hold on, the young master is here!"

Following the shout, three black hands stretched out on the wall of the door frame, firmly grasping He Wei's hand and pulling it in.

But the suction in Room 115 is really amazing, and it even tends to intensify. The three black hands are pulled out little by little, followed by a wretched face, and then the body. out of the wall.

At this time, the suction increased sharply, and one person and two ghosts were sucked into the room instantly. With a bang, the door was closed tightly, and the corridor fell into dead silence.

Inside the house, Duan Ming, He Wei and Qian Gousheng, who were pulled out of the wall, fell into the living room in embarrassment. The headlights were off, the windows were closed, and there was only an old-fashioned big-ass TV with snowflakes on it.

The room was very messy with food leftovers strewn all over the table and floor.

As soon as the three of them recovered, they rushed towards the door at the same time.

Ka Ka Ka ~

"No, it's locked. It's a door sealed with ghost air. I'm afraid even a ghost level can't arrange it." He Wei's voice trembled a little.

Qian Gousheng cried and said, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be locked up in this damn place."

In the next second, he shut down urgently, and Duan Ming and He Wei pulled out a kitchen knife together.

But the two did not look at Qian Gousheng, but looked at each other and walked in the same direction at the same time.

As the distance got closer, a voice became clearer and clearer.

"Hungry~"

"I'm so hungry~"

"I'm so hungry~"

In the corner of the kitchen, an almost skinny ghost sat against the cabinet.

【starving ghost】

[Level: Evil Ghost Level]

Duan Ming shook his head: "It's not him."

He finally determined that the caller was someone else.

The starved ghost was almost unconscious, and he couldn't speak a complete sentence at all, and the voice was wrong.

It was a female voice before.

At this time, He Wei suddenly put away the kitchen knife, and said seriously to Duan Ming: "The three of us have absolutely no chance of winning against the ghost class. Didn't you just cry before and teleport me to your side? Can you cry me back again? "

Qian Gousheng was surprised: "Then what about me!"

Duan Ming thought for a while: "Okay, I'll try."

Qian Gousheng was startled again: "Then what about me!"

Duan Ming, He Wei: "Don't you fucking know how to walk through walls!!!"

"Oh oh oh, I almost forgot."

Duan Ming began to close his eyes.

He has a surrogate doll to avoid death, and He Wei is really dead if he dies here, not to mention feelings and feelings, this native of the official wealth community may still be useful.

Opening his eyes again, he was full of energy.

Then knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Zhao Gangmen, the jumping ghost who suddenly appeared: "??????"

The rotten ghost king with a confused face: "???????"

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