Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 144 I Really Cracked
Get out of the toilet.

There is another ghost in the soul-binding bag.

Shen Jian was shocked.

Just now, I always felt that I knew some terrible secret.

He returned to the elite class.

Did not see Xiao Xuenv.

Instead, it was Qin Ze and Meng Nu who made the request.

"With you?"

"Yes, the identity given by the horror game is too ingenious. The main task is to survive for seven days, but because of the identity of the exchange students, there is not much time left for us, or even no time. If this continues, we will not be able to survive." Find the trail of this taboo ghost."

Qin Ze said with a serious face:

"Although I don't know how you became the class teacher, I think that as long as the class teacher comes forward and says, we can move freely."

Shen Jian thought about it, but did not refuse.

"Okay, but just don't grab me."

Qin Ze:?
Rob what?
that's it.

Shen Jian came to the location of the second monster.

The three of them walked across the playground and came to the back door of the school.

There is a small mound here.

Like a cemetery.

The surrounding pistils obscured the view.

But faint voices could be heard.

Qin Ze immediately recalled something in his mind, with a serious expression on his face: "The wailing ghost cleaner, code-named wailing ghost, one of the strange stories, the supernatural ability is very scary, a bit similar to what you say, as long as the wailing ghost cries to you, and says The way you die, this symptom will appear on your body at the same time."

"According to the data records, this ghost should be at the Tsing Yi level, but the threat level is not high, because he will only stay in this small mound of mourning, are you sure you want to provoke him?"

Shen Jian didn't speak.

stride forward.

Seeing this, the two players, Qin Ze and Mengnv, were thoughtful.

This monster does not involve the main task, and it is an extremely difficult Tsing Yi-level ghost. Logically speaking, players only need to avoid it, but Shen Jian does the opposite. If there is no definite purpose, they I don't believe it.

Side missions?Or some kind of hidden mission?
The two made their own judgments.

They followed up together.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed as a cleaner crying mournfully. His voice was miserable and he was crying harder than usual. However, if you listen carefully, you will find that there is a hint of sinister smile in this mourning sound from time to time.

Crying and laughing.

The players felt a chill.

The horror of the supernatural has already begun to appear at this moment.

The wailing of the cleaners is still echoing.

"Woooooo... so miserable, my wife, you died too badly..."

"Why did you die like this, leaving me alone..."

"You are too miserable. The corpse has been dismembered, the bones have been crushed, and the internal organs have been pulled out... Ah, hee hee... It's really pitiful."

As she approached, Meng Nu's eyes became strange.

His face was slightly distorted.

There is a tendency to half want to laugh and half want to cry.

Qin Ze also frowned, as if restraining something.

The two looked at Shen Jian at the same time.

My heart skipped a beat.

Because under the supernatural power, Shen Jian's face did not change in the slightest.

It's like being completely unaffected by the psychic influence of the mourning ghost.

how can that be.

In the records of Daxia Longque, the spirit of this Tsing Yi-level mourning ghost cannot even be exempted from the ghost master who controls the two ghost puzzles.

Even if the ghost controller at the level of the city leader came, I'm afraid he couldn't be as relaxed as Shen Jian.

What kind of ghost did he control?
This doubt appeared in Qin Ze's heart.

soon.

They saw a coffin, crookedly placed on a small mound of dirt, and a man kneeling in front of the coffin, wearing a cleaner's uniform.

His face is horrible.

Half crying, half laughing.

The expression is extremely exaggerated and forceful, and the facial features are a little deformed, and the more you look at it, the weirder it becomes.

Seen from behind, the cleaner's shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was in great sorrow, but he was holding a hammer in his hand where he couldn't see it.

The hammer was stained with blood, and was still ticking down, even with a little bit of flesh and blood on it.

While weeping and mourning, sinister laughter echoed from time to time.

Very penetrating.

"I can temporarily affect the perception of this ghost. Do you really want to go? It's not a wise choice to waste your energy suppressing an extra ghost."

Meng Nu whispered.

Qin Ze looked at Shen Jian.

Ok?
What about people?

The two of them froze suddenly.

Because when they were guarding, Shen Jian had already walked up.

WHAT?

Obviously Li Gui didn't find us, brother, what are you doing?
Isn't this to scare the snake away.

The two were startled.

Some couldn't understand Shen Jian's operation.

the other side.

Shen Jian had already stepped forward.

Patted the mourning ghost on the shoulder, sighed: "Brother, you can't come back to life after death, you should think about good things, for example, without your wife, your unicorn arm is useful again."

Weeping ghost: ...

Your words of consolation are quite special.

But after seeing the human beings, he stopped crying and his eyes lit up, staring at Shen Jian.

Then he smiled sadly: "Do you know how my wife died?"

Shen Jian asked tentatively: "Divided by five horses? Or [-] knives? Or emptied the internal organs without damaging the skin?"

Weeping Ghost:! ! ?

How the hell did you say such a cruel way of death with a 36-degree mouth?
"He was beaten to death."

After saying this way of death, the weeping ghost felt a little ashamed.

Because compared to the death method mentioned by Shen Jian, hammering to death is not difficult at all.

But then, the weeping ghost raised the hammer in his hand and added, "I hammered him to death."

He believed that saying this sentence would definitely impress Shen Jian.

"How did you kill it?" Shen Jian asked.

Weeping ghost:? ? ?

I said I beat my wife to death with a hammer, how did you ask me?
You come to find fault.

The mourning ghost's eyes became dangerous.

Shen Jian continued: "Do you use alkaline hydrolysis to treat the corpse? Do you know how to clean up the murder scene? Do you know how to kill, bury the corpse, and make an alibi?"

Weeping ghost: ...

Unconsciously.

He subconsciously shook his head.

"Low-level."

Shen Jian said disappointedly.

"What did you say?"

"Your method is too low-level. If you put it on our side, I'm afraid you won't even be able to drink soup."

Weeping ghost: ...

"Then what should I do?"

Shen Jian smiled.

"Follow me and study hard, watch carefully."

Shen Jian took out a mace.

The mourning ghost wondered: "What is this for?"

"Didn't you say that you killed your wife with a hammer? I'll repeat the process, and then dispose of the body, to teach you by example."

"But where did it come from..."

The mourning ghost was talking, and finally came to his senses.

The target was myself.

"Human, you are looking for death."

The mourning ghost squeezed out a sound from its throat, half smiling, half crying: "You died so badly, your brains were smashed, your bones were crushed, and your internal organs..."

The vicious, cursed ghosts began to spread.

A smile appeared on the corner of the mourning ghost's mouth.

A human being, fighting with him, can't control himself...

The psychological process is not over yet.

The mourning ghost's face froze.

Because he found that Shen Jian didn't receive his spiritual influence at all, instead he picked up the mace and smashed it down at his Tianling Cap.

"Ah ah ah."

The mourning ghost screamed and wailed.

Your fucking skills are worse than mine.

I killed my wife with a hammer at least.

But pain is real pain.

Bang bang bang.

The crisp smashing sound overshadowed the wailing.

Wait until everything calms down.

The mourning ghost has lost its human form.

Shen Jian came all the way to the spiritual tablet again.

On the spiritual seat is a middle-aged woman.

He looked miserable, with blood all over his head.

Dye the spiritual bit red.

Shen Jian knocked on the spiritual seat.

The middle-aged woman on the coffin suddenly moved.

He looked at Shen Jian suspiciously.

"Wake up, your husband exploded."

Spirit ghost:? ? ?

She just wanted to make a move.

Shen Jian directly folded the spirit bit in half.

The spirit ghost split open.

He died before he got out of the apprenticeship.

Do it all.

Shen Jian left contentedly.

Another two Tsing Yi-level fierce ghosts got the money, although there were a lot, but as long as there was something to gain, he didn't pick.

Looking at Qin Ze from a distance, the two players, Mengnv, also split apart.

This is a ghost?

When did it become so easy to deal with Tsing Yi level ghosts?

really.

(End of this chapter)