The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 251 Please note that humans are not edible!

It was a photo of Song Wenqi standing at the gate of the castle.

There was a blood moon hanging in the sky above the castle. Song Wenqi's clothes and hands were covered in blood, and he was holding a wooden tray in his hands.

Inside the tray...

Leave her head alone!

There was no blood on the head. Song Wenqi had a happy and satisfied smile on his face, and his eyes were looking in the direction of the camera, as if he could see through the photo and see the person outside the photo.

Above her body, there was nothing around her neck, only a headless corpse standing upright.

"Calm down first..."

Xi Jinzhi sensed the hostility in Song Mang and quickly said to her, "I had someone check your mother's birth date and horoscope. She is not dead yet, she is still alive.

The castle in this photo is the scene of the Blood Moon Castle dungeon. She should have been invited into the dungeon.

However, she has never been to the dungeon area of Blood Moon Castle, so why she was invited into the dungeon anyway, I don't know. I'll have someone check it out."

"Because this dungeon is not called Blood Moon Castle, but Blood Moon Invitation."

Song Mang spoke expressionlessly.

She raised her eyes to look at Xi Jinzhi beside her, "It seems that your channel for obtaining information is not perfect enough, and you haven't even found the most special settings of this copy.

The most special thing about it is that it can send invitations to external players, inviting human players who are not within the scope of the copy to enter.

Therefore, it is useless for the Ghost Suppression Bureau to block the dungeon area, as many players will still be invited into the dungeon."

Xi Jinzhi paused for a moment, and looked at the piece of paper in her hand. "You mean this piece of paper is an invitation? Whoever receives the invitation will enter the dungeon?"

"good."

Song Mang held up the photo in his hand and said, "You also received an invitation, but there is no content on your invitation letter, which means that your identity is different from mine."

"Then what identity does mine represent, and what does yours represent?"

"I do not know."

Song Mang sneered and looked at the photo in his hand again, "I only know that it is provoking me."

She slowly tore up the photo in her hand, without any ripples in her eyes, not even any anger.

But her calmness made Xi Jinzhi sense a dangerous aura from her for the first time.

Song Mang casually scattered the fragments of the photo into the air. "Since it wants me to go so much, I will go and take a look. I hope it won't regret it."

As soon as the words fell, Song Mang smelled the familiar scent of burning incense and candles, and heard a voice in his ears.

[Welcome to the strange copy. The way to leave the copy is unknown. Please abide by the real rules. Please be careful not to eat humans. Humans are not edible! ]

[Dungeon Name: Blood Moon Invitation

Number of people in the trial: 6666

Difficulty: 8 stars]

The scene in front of Song Mang's eyes changed. The light became much dimmer, and she could still feel that she had entered an indoor space from outdoors.

There were noisy voices around, and many people were wondering how they ended up here while walking on the road.

Song Mang turned around and glanced at the people around him and found that there were only a dozen of them.

Xi Jinzhi also entered the copy and stood beside her, looking around.

They were currently in an empty hall. The decoration and furnishings in the hall looked like those in the homes of European aristocrats from the last century, exquisite, complex and extremely luxurious.

There was a fireplace not far away, with firewood burning in it, making crackling sounds.

They should be inside the castle.

According to the photo, the castle is very big, with small floors of different heights stacked on top of each other. There are long corridors connecting each ancient building, as if there is no end in sight.

The time in the photo is night, and there is a blood moon hanging high above the castle, and the whole castle is shrouded in blood. But now, there is some faint light coming from the window, indicating that it is daytime outside the castle.

Song Mang frowned and said, "Didn't they say there were more than 6,000 people? How come I only saw a dozen?"

Hearing Song Mang's words, Xi Jinzhi whispered beside her, "There are many spaces in this castle, and players who are teleported in at different times should be sent to different spaces.

Your mother should be somewhere else in the castle, so look for the passage from this building to other buildings."

"Ah."

Song Mang thought for a moment and asked again, "I burned paper to make a cell phone for her, why can't I contact her?

I just checked my phone and found that my paper phone can access the Internet here. "

Xi Jinzhi said with a serious expression, "Maybe there is something with a strong energy field where she is, and that kind of thing will affect the signal of the paper communicator."

"So this thing has a signal? I thought paper-made communication items didn't need a signal."

“It requires a signal, but it is more stable than a human cell phone and has stronger signal transmission capabilities.”

"What?"

"Because the programmers who died suddenly are all down there."

"..."

Song Mang couldn't help but turn his head to look at him, and saw Xi Jinzhi speaking very seriously.

The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily, "Don't you think your words are hellish?"

Song Mang thought for a moment and asked again, "So if the programmer dies, we still have to go work down there?"

"Yes, once we get down there, we won't die suddenly no matter how tired we are. How wonderful!"

!?(_;?
Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "Can you pay a little more so that they can upgrade the signal? I'm very worried because I can't contact my mother. I'll pay the extra money."

"Let me ask."

As the two were talking, a petite and elegant figure appeared silently in front of them.

She was an elegant middle-aged woman wearing a red cheongsam. She had her long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin and a gorgeous peony flower pinned to her ear.

Her skin was very delicate, but extremely pale without any blood. Her lips were painted with bright red lipstick, and she looked at all the players with a smile.

"welcome everybody."

The woman said, "I am the hostess of this building. You can call me Aunt Bai. Guests attending the dinner, please show me your invitation letter."

As soon as Aunt Bai finished speaking, everyone started talking.

"What invitation? I didn't receive any invitation."

"I do not have either."

"I seemed to see a piece of paper falling on my head on the road, but I didn't see it after I came in."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Those players who received paper money without words discovered that the paper money was gone.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Someone walked out from the crowd, holding a piece of written paper in his hand, and his face didn't look very good.

"Yes, this is the invitation."

Aunt Bai answered.

The man said angrily, "Can you explain to me what this photo is about? Is my wife also in this place?"

Song Mang took a look at what he had in his hand.

She found that the contents of the paper money in his hand were the same as hers, and there was also a photo.

The person in the photo, like Song Wenqi, took off his head and placed it on a tray.