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

The next day.

Shen Jian arrived at the meeting point.

I saw Wang Chen, a middle-aged uncle who was still wearing a suit this summer and looked sneaky, as if he wanted to secretly trade arms.

"Boss, we meet again."

Wang Chen was very excited.

This is a golden thigh.

A man who can destroy the dungeon and put the Villa of the Past into protection.

He searched the information all night and never heard of anyone who could do this.

The most amazing thing was completing the copy on the first day.

Hold this thigh tight and you will have no worries for the rest of your life.

I just don't know if the boss will respond to him if he calls him "leg brother".

"Where's the copy of the invitation?"

Shen Jian's brief words were horrifying.

"Here."

Wang Chen took out a beautiful letter from his arms.

[Trigger special copy: Supernatural Funeral Parlor. 】

[Mode: Two-player team. 】

[Hint: This is an invitation from a funeral home. They recruit people with high salaries every day, but it seems unsatisfactory. After completing the commission, you can obtain the status of a funeral home worker. 】

Look at the message on the game interface.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Funeral home worker, refers to the identity in the horror world?

With this identity, can we enter the horror world?

"are you ready?"

Shen Jian asked.

Wang Chen:......

Shouldn't I ask you, why are you the guest?

The boss is strong.

He nodded.

Shen Jian opened the invitation letter.

Everything around started to change.

【loading……】

[A sufficient number of players have been detected. 】

[The game officially begins. 】

[Copy: Supernatural Funeral Parlor. 】

[Content: This is the paradise of the dead, the final destination of all souls who died in vain. Do not disturb them, they will wake up. 】

[Number of players: 6 people. 】

[Main mission: Transport the monster back to the funeral parlor. 】

[Side mission 1: Not started. 】

[Side mission 2: Not started. 】

[Friendly reminder: The more you know, the safer you are. 】

[Difficulty: one star. 】

Confidence in scarlet font.

When Shen Jian opened his eyes, the surrounding environment had become unfamiliar.

He was standing in a sleepy street.

There were five people standing around.

In addition to him and Wang Chen, the other four people seemed to have joined as a team, and their positions revealed this.

Four men and two women.

His eyes passed over the four people in turn.

Two male members are of similar age, one is tall and strong, the other is slim, one is level 1, the other is level 3, one ID is [non-attack], and the other is [general love].

There are two female members, one is submissive, has freckles on her face, is a level 2 player, and her ID is [Feifei].

A gentle and calm man with black-rimmed eyes, a level 4 player, whose ID is [Shu Yi].

Shen Jian narrowed his eyes.

His eyes lingered on the thin young man and the girl with eyes for a while.

Because the breath of these two people is a little different.

Either he has supernatural props on his body, or he has mastered some weird things.

The overall look...

It was much better than the player he met for the first time.

He has real ability.

The level says it all.

The eyes of the other people were also scanning, and finally they all focused on Shen Jianjian.

Without him, Shen Jian has the highest level.

Leading the field.

"This is a veteran player who has experienced many dungeons."

Several people made judgments at the same time.

Observation room.

A crisp voice sounded: "Is that the funeral home's car?"

The speaker was a woman with freckles on her face, pointing towards the road.

A hearse with the word "Dian" on it was parked not far from them.

Several people were shocked.

Compared with ordinary hearses, this funeral car is too big.

It's about the size of a bus.

And the interior decoration is no different from that of a bus.

Not a traditional hearse.

"We're not going to transport the monster back in this car, are we?"

The tall and strong man swallowed his saliva, and it was taboo for a living person to ride in a hearse.

Not to mention this is a thriller game.

Anything can happen.

"Something was left in the car."

The girl with glasses also spoke.

Pointing to the driver's seat at the front.

It's a questionnaire.

From the funeral home.

[The main mission has been started...]

[Task Tips: Go to the Ping An Hotel, investigate the identity of the victim, and transport the body back to the funeral parlor. 】

[Note: Danger often comes from ignorance. 】

Several people turned their attention to the questionnaire.

My heart skipped a beat.

Question 1: What was the relationship between the deceased during his lifetime?

Question 2: Did the deceased die of homicide or suicide?

Question 3: What was the cause of death?

Question 4: Where is the body?

What the heck, what's wrong with a funeral parlor transporter acting like a forensic investigator?

Could it be that before the corpse was burned, the corpse could get up and ask you how it died?

Shen Jian sighed.

A good thriller game, just do these useless things.

After reading the content, other players' faces turned pale and purple.

Among them, the tall and muscular man and the freckled girl were trembling slightly.

They looked at Wang Chen.

That's right.

They saw it.

The three groups of players all have a master and a novice.

And Wang Chen, like them, was the one who was taken away.

This is a resonance among rookies.

However……

Wang Chen's reaction was very calm.

This made them look at each other.

Look at their respective thighs.

The slender young man pointed to the hotel opposite: "It is impossible for a thriller game to give a certain death task. Since this questionnaire has been published, the answer can definitely be found in the hotel."

The girl with glasses also nodded.

Wang Chen lowered his voice and said, "Brother Leg, what should we do?"

Shen Jian glanced at the middle-aged and fatter Mediterranean, and didn't say anything. He just sighed: "Let's go and have a look first. I'm not very good at this kind of puzzle games."

He looked up.

The safe hotel mentioned in the game tips is just opposite.

It was a hotel with food and accommodation.

It's a bit old, the white paint on the outside of the wall has been blurred, and moss has grown all over the hotel.

It looks eerie, like it was built on a cemetery.

A sick man smoking a dry cigarette and coughing violently looked at the player with cloudy and white eyes.

Every cough felt like something bad had happened.

"Stay in a hotel, or go to a hotel?"

The sick man spoke in an almost mute voice.

The thin young man said in a deep voice: "We are the staff of the funeral home. We are here to transport the corpse. Please let us in."

There is no doubt that this is a trick.

They couldn't force their way in.

Just follow the rules.

"One thousand for each."

"What?" The thin young man was stunned.

"If you want to go in, you can get one thousand horror coins per person." The sick man continued to smoke his dry cigarette, and the clouds filled the air.

Everyone was shocked.

What a big appetite.

One thousand Thriller coins is undoubtedly a huge amount of money for them.

And not everyone can afford it.

This kind of currency, which can only be used in the horror world, is absolutely very important to players. No one is willing to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

What's more, this is just the cost of entry.

what to do?

Many players looked at each other.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

For the first time, they encountered local monsters that made things difficult for players.

Before entering the hotel, he was stopped outside.

Although there is no time limit in this dungeon, all fools know that the longer you delay in a dungeon full of weirdness, the more dangerous it is.

It takes a lot of patience, but people don't.

"Hey, fellow man, I'm going with you."

At this moment, a tut-tut sound sounded.

Everyone was stunned.

Because they saw Shen Jian A coming up.

He looked enthusiastic as if he had met a fellow villager and asked him to introduce his work.

Players:? ? ?

Sick ghost:? ? ?

Who the hell is from your hometown?

"Are you coming with me? Are you working in a hotel too?"

The sick man's hoarse cough sounded.

"Almost, I was the one who robbed!"