Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

At this time, the atmosphere on the court was a little anxious.

The Tomahawk Ghost looked at Shen Jian not far away, and his grimace that was originally smiling suddenly fell into a deathly stiffness.

The momentum around him was even more stagnant.

Damn it!

He said why he didn't see the elder brother coming back to inform him.

Daqing is cheated.

This is so damn cruel.

No hesitation.

The Tomahawk Ghost turned and ran.

Although his target was not Shen Jian, his eager and hungry expression still made him shiver.

It was like being targeted by some natural enemy.

There is a visceral fear.

so.

He fled... made a strategic retreat.

All the players were stunned.

Three perspectives are reshaped.

Only humans have ever run away from ghosts, and ghosts have run away from humans. This is just like a dream.

It turns out that evil spirits can also be afraid and frightened.

This scene.

Let them regain some confidence in being human beings.

The eyes are even more complicated.

In the horror game copy, they struggled to survive, walking on thin ice, and looked more like minions than minions in front of the evil ghosts.

Never thought that human beings could chase ghosts.

If such a scene were filmed and uploaded to a supernatural forum, it would probably cause a sensation in the entire paranormal circle.

While thinking.

Shen Jian took action here.

He took back the blood-stained chainsaw, took out the mourning stick, and shouted directly: "Brother Ghost, don't run away. We are all good people and won't do anything to you. Stop now and I'll show you something good." "

Tomahawk Ghost:! ! !

God is such a good person.

Can you be a bit embarrassed when you step on a horse?

He remembered what he had just seen.

A ghost king was dismembered into six pieces by this cruel human being, and he died with his eyes open.

this is too scary.

With this level of cruelty, you can just come and take our place.

I still have the nerve to say that I am a good person.

Nonsence.

Should a good person who co-authored the book deserve to be framed like this?

Think of this.

The Tomahawk Ghost had only one thought in his heart.

Yo-Yo.

These humans will kill whoever they like.

Anyway, he was determined to take care of this coward.

then.

His speed increased a bit.

Even the battle ax in his hand was thrown away.

Travel light.

Shen Jian chased after him.

Still explaining earnestly: "Brother Ghost, listen to my quibble. The brother who was stepped on by me just now has this kind of need for abuse. As his friend, I naturally have to satisfy his need." Masochistic tendencies.”

"If you don't have masochistic tendencies, I can choose some painless, harmless, and won't damage your health methods to help you."

Tomahawk Ghost:? ? ?

A question mark slowly formed in his mind.

Are you sure you're not rushing to kill me?

You're going to fucking kill me, and you're saying you won't damage my health?

very nice.

It's like farting.

The battle ax ghost sneered.

He kept traveling through the haunted house full of mazes, trying to get rid of the devil Shen Jian.

His advantages are great.

Because this human being is not familiar with the structure of the haunted house at all.

As long as he can be allowed to run back to the base camp, then this human being's days of being cruel will be over.

"Brother Ghost, can't you really give me a chance?"

Shen Jian's tone began to become impatient.

Looks unhappy.

And took out a red spear from his body.

That's a Rakshasa gun.

Ma Mian's exclusive underworld weapon.

He has the power to kill people by stepping on his footprints.

And the road that the Tomahawk Ghost walked just now was densely covered with footprints in his eyes.

"Haha, human, you will be dead soon!"

A somewhat sinister smile appeared on the Tomahawk Ghost's face again.

At this time, he was not far from the haunted house base camp.

With just a little more persistence, he could successfully escape.

"In this case, we are not destined to be together, but I still want to thank you for leading the way."

See it.

Shen Jian also felt a little regretful.

then.

Stepping on a dark footprint.

The Rakshasa gun poked out.

at once.

A big hole appeared in the chest of the Tomahawk Ghost a hundred meters away.

"Ahhh!"

The next second.

The desperate screams of the fierce ghost sounded.

The players who arrived looked at each other in shock.

"What the hell..."

“Aren’t people being cheating nowadays unreasonable?”

"Damn it, this scene feels weird, and there is an indescribable sense of violation."

"I understand. Isn't this the scene when we were being chased by ghosts when we played the thriller game? Now the roles are just reversed."

"That said, it sounds pretty cool. For the first time, I felt like I was an NPC in a haunted house."

"Shocked! As a human, I am chasing ghosts in a haunted house!"

…

the other side.

Shen Jian leisurely walked over and stuffed the body of the Tomahawk Ghost into a sack.

His eyes were staring at the bright light not far away.

A bit of surprise flashed in his eyes.

That light represents the exit.

As long as you walk out, it is equivalent to clearing the haunted house, and the reward is the first embrace ceremony of the eldest lady of the vampire castle, which can transform yourself into a fifth-generation vampire.

However.

Shen Jian just glanced at it and then looked away.

Immediately closed the door of the secret room that symbolized the exit.

There was a bit of a weird smile on his face.

today.

It's up to him to decide who can get out of the haunted house.

and.

We have to thank the Tomahawk Ghost for leading the way, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to find the opponent's base camp in this intricate haunted house maze.

Lock the exit door with a soul-stirring chain.

Shen Jian is preparing to leave.

The ghost rope on the wrist revived, and the front end stood up.

And pointed to a corner not far from the haunted house base camp.

Shen Jian looked around.

The end of my vision.

He caught a glimpse of a ghost that was quickly retracting its body, and at the same time, there was an iron chain as thick as a baby.

There was a slight metallic clashing sound.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

This method of killing should be the staff of the haunted house in charge of the player whose ID is [Hua Tsai]. He remembers that the way the player died was to be strangled to death by a chain.

It seems that the death methods arranged in each secret room are completed by different ghosts.

This also verifies what the players have said.

The so-called haunted house is a trap to lure evil ghosts into being fooled.

They used the first embrace ceremony of the young lady of the Vampire Castle as a gimmick, and used an agreement to make these ghosts who failed the challenge work for them.

As long as you enter the haunted house, the ending is doomed.

There will be endless haunted house staff showing up to stage a thrilling battle royale until the incoming challengers are frightened to death or killed.

As for finding an exit, it is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Shen Jian clicked his tongue in surprise.

The eldest lady of the Vampire Castle knows what it means to be a white wolf with empty gloves.

With a little gimmick, she got so many evil ghosts to work for her and become her team.

No wonder she dared to divorce her husband in front of everyone, and said that she could manage the supernatural land without the help of others. This young lady did have this capital.

…

Thinking.

The strangler around the corner was completely hidden.

But he didn't run away.

Instead, he hid where Shen Jian couldn't see him, grabbed the iron chain as thick as a baby's arm, waited patiently for the prey to take the bait, then strangled the opponent's neck, and made the prey die tragically in despair from behind.

When I think of this scene.

The sinister smile on the strangler's face grew stronger.

The two arms that were thick and unusually thick were already trembling with excitement.

What he likes most is the feeling of life slowly fading away in front of him.

Especially humans.

The greater the wailing, despair, and struggle before death, the more excited he became.

Although this human being was not his target, if the target was a human being, a manslaughter would be a manslaughter.

No one cares about such trivial matters anyway.

Just thinking about it.

Tread...

Footsteps approached.

The strangled ghost was shocked.

coming.

The human comes.

The strangler held up a chain as thick as a baby, ready to let this human experience the suffocation of strangulation.

However……

Ten seconds later.

Still no one passed by.

He was slightly startled.

According to that human's pace, ten seconds would have passed.

Why hasn't it appeared yet?

The strangler is a little confused.

He was hesitant to take a look, but he was also afraid that his prey would discover his whereabouts, so he seemed a little hesitant.

Thirty seconds later.

He couldn't help it.

Carefully, he turned half of his face to the side.

Be prepared to see what happens.

in the corridor.

Empty.

The human disappeared.

Strangler:? ? ?

grass

Where is his prey that big?

I clearly heard the other party's footsteps approaching just now, but why did he disappear silently after that?

Tread...

at this time.

The footsteps sounded again.

The strangler stiffened.

Because the footsteps did not come from the front, but from behind him.

Immediately afterwards.

Two big hands appeared in his sight without warning.

He was also holding a blood-stained hemp rope.

It was put around his neck.

Strangler:! ! !

Damn it

He was startled.

I felt like all the blood in my body was frozen.

Something was running behind him, and he hadn't noticed it yet.

There's something dirty!

Could it be a ghost?

Before he could react, two hands stretched out from behind and already grasped the hemp rope. He pulled it back violently and strangled the strangler's neck.

The strangler's eyes widened.

His expression was visibly frightened.

Damn it.

One of his strangled ghosts was strangled by someone else.

And he found that the strength of the dirty thing behind him was too great.

At one point he was so strangled that he couldn't breathe.

I can only cry out for mercy and help.

"Brother, they are all ghosts, why are you so impatient?"

"Let me go."

"No, don't be so vigorous."

"Ah ah ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"Is there a ghost? Save my dog's life."

The strangler struggled desperately.

But under the double suppression of Guisheng and Shen Jian, he couldn't use any of his supernatural powers.

behind.

At Shen Jian's request, the silent players broke into cold sweat.

The middle-aged man in a suit with the ID of [Hua Tsai] felt his breath was stagnant. If it hadn't been for Shen Jian, he would have been the one being strangled and begging for mercy.

A top-notch red-clad ghost who knows how to sneak attack.

What a dog.

but.

No matter how dog you are, it's not as good as the sixth child.

Looking at the strangled ghost being strangled by Shen Jian, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time: "This is so fucking beautiful."

"Indeed, you are not doing anyone else's business."

"Sneak attack from behind. The backhand is a disarm. The boss is the boss. He can always do things that shock others."

Young Master Ye was also filled with emotion.

…

the other side.

Just under two minutes.

The strangled ghost fell into a short sleep because of difficulty breathing.

The ghost rope already has the ability to suppress fierce ghosts, and the main force is Shen Jian. Not to mention supernatural beings, even the top red-level Yin Qi cannot be unleashed by strangling the ghosts.

Shen Jian let go.

The ghost rope acts on its own.

A blood-stained hemp rope dropped from the sky.

Hang up the strangled ghost.

The knot at the front kept shaking, looking very proud.

Then he picked up the chain in the strangler's hand.

As if he was controlling it, within a few minutes, the iron chain gradually merged into the hemp rope, as if it had been swallowed up by an invisible ghost.

The blood stains on the ghost rope became more and more obvious.

A strange place.

Do it all.

Guisheng skillfully opened the soul-binding bag and threw the strangled ghost into it.

Then it returned to Shen Jian's wrist.

This scene.

It shocked the players' jaws again.

They suddenly remembered that when the supernatural forum described Shen Jian's image, it was indeed mentioned that there was a blood-stained ghost rope on Shen Jian's wrist, which was a supernatural prop that could hang people.

At that time, this became a distinctive feature for players to identify Shen Jian's identity.

It also caused many people to imitate it.

There have also been people who have impersonated Shen Jian's identity in this way and successfully defrauded them.

It caused quite a stir.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a supernatural prop.

All the players stared at the ghost rope on Shen Jian's wrist.

I had a creepy thought in my heart.

That ghost rope is a real ghost.

Rather than supernatural props.

This made them more and more certain that Shen Jian had transformed himself into an alien.

Turned into a ghost with human consciousness.

Otherwise, how could a ghost obey the orders of a human being?

This discovery.

It shocked everyone's hearts.

Different thoughts.

To this.

Shen Jian ignored it.

His eyes were already looking at the door at the deepest part of the haunted house.

The smile on his face is not diminished at all, even worse.

in his perception.

The fluctuations of Yin Qi behind this NPC door have reached a very alarming level.

A rough count.

There were at least more than two hundred fierce ghosts gathered inside.

They are all NPC staff of the haunted house.

Think of this.

Shen Jian took long strides.

Kicked the door open with one kick.

All of a sudden.

Countless cold and scarlet eyes stared at him.

The scene before my eyes.

The hearts of all the players almost stopped.

A headless woman in white; a man with a long tongue; an old lady with a cat face; a little girl holding a baby corpse; an old man with a blood line in the middle of his body who kept wailing; a little boy with white eyes and a black body... …

One after another, there are terrifying figures, pale skin, twisted limbs, terrifying eyes full of hatred, and a cold expression that seems to choose someone to devour.

Depressed, resentful, scary, sad.

The yin energy they exuded was almost solidified, completely filling a room the size of a conference room, as if it was a terrifying ghost realm, making people feel intimidated just by looking at it, and they didn't have the courage to step in. Go in.

And at this time.

Following Shen Jian's malicious kick on the door, the eyes of these terrifying figures all looked over.

that moment.

It's like all the ghosts coming out of their cage.

The players' faces were pale and their whole bodies were trembling.

My heart was completely overwhelmed by fear.

Why are they here?

Where is the escape exit?

It is clearly the entrance to hell.

And now they have opened hell.

Let all the evil spirits in hell crawl out.

It's over.

Players with less mental endurance have collapsed to the ground.

His face was ashen.

Even players with a slightly higher level of the game showed despair.

It's not as simple as one or two fierce ghosts.

But more than two hundred.

Under the impact of such a large number of ghosts, a city would fall, let alone them.

If there is hope, they will seize it.

But right now, there is no life for ten deaths.

They were unlucky, they did not choose the way of life, but opened the door of death.

Not to collapse on the spot was their last insistence as four-star players.

And saw this scene.

Shen Jian was also in agitated mood.

Who doesn’t like ghosts?

next moment.

He took out a black steel rod.

Without saying a word, he rushed forward.

Players:? ? ?

They were all confused.

I don’t know what Shen Jian was doing in this situation.

Looking for death?

Haunted House NPCs:? ? ?

They were also a little dumbfounded.

In front of a group of these fierce ghosts, instead of running away, he rushed forward like a fool.

The expressions full of excitement made them wonder for a moment, who was the ghost?

The ghosts were a little confused.

What the hell is going on?

What does this human being want to do?

Trying to rush over to a sliding tackle to feed them?

That's not enough for them to eat.

At this time.

A long-tongued ghost king dressed in black and wearing a high hat came out.

The sinister voice made all the ghosts in the audience react.

"Hmph, who is responsible for this human being? He actually let the other person sneak here. I will go to the eldest lady later to receive the punishment."

"As for this human being, he doesn't know what's good or bad. I'm waiting for him to slide and shovel me to death."

The long-tongued ghost king walked towards Shen Jian.

The terrifying Yin Qi belonging to the Ghost King level surged out.

boom!

The next second.

A huge force came.

The long-tongued ghost king's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards.

He was hit by a stick and flew backwards. He hit the ground and foamed at the mouth. His whole body couldn't help but twitch crazily.

He kept murmuring: "Abba, Abba."

Ghosts:! ! !

Damn it.

How is this going?

Are you such a ghost king that you were smashed away by a human?

Does this make sense?

A group of fierce ghosts started making an uproar.

There was a bit of horror in his eyes.

Does this human being still have such strength?

impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

"Haha, don't get me wrong, my eldest brother is just joking with you to liven up the atmosphere."

at this time.

Another long-tongued ghost came out.

Wearing the same tall hat and white clothes.

"Although my eldest brother became the Ghost King, he made such a sacrifice in order to liven up the atmosphere. Do you believe that if I count to three, my eldest brother will stand up?"

The long-tongued ghost king in white confidently counted three times.

Then take a look.

The eldest brother is still in Aba Aba.

Ghost King in White:?

Brother, stop making trouble!

A little wilted~