The underworld is empty, I enter the horror game to catch tricks

Chapter 137 With so many guests, it makes sense for a few to be missing, right?
Sikong Na:?

Make it feel painless forever?

What does it mean?
After pondering carefully for a moment.

He suddenly felt a chill down his spine
Sikong Na lowered his voice: "You won't get rid of it, will you?"

"Get rid of it?"

Hearing this, Li Ling frowned, and his tone became uncomfortable: "Please pay attention to your words."

"this kind of thing"

"How can I get rid of it?"

"understood."

The conversation between the two did not reveal much information.

but.

Judging from this description.

Sikong Na can basically confirm one thing now.

In all likelihood, that skinny ghost was killed.

Um.
Quietly, just for such a moment, there was no movement, not even any obvious signs of fighting, just like that.

can only say.

His big brother is right.

After some explanations.

Li Ling continued to sit on the seat and watched the dancers around her.

That is a breathtaking.

The most central location of the banquet.

The King of Ghosts drank the blood wine brewed from the blood of boys and girls. The filthy blood and the hideous cheeks covered with scars made people feel even more uncomfortable at this moment.

Be around it.

In addition to Yang Chizi, there are also some other ghosts and some high-ranking generals in the city, about seven or eight people.

The banquet was in the middle of it.

Accompanied by a burst of noise.

A woman in plain clothes came slowly. She was wearing a green dress. The veil covered half of her cheeks, revealing half of her beautiful face. But if you look closely, you can see that the other half of her covered cheeks has completely rotted.

Even so.

After seeing the woman, the ghost king immediately stopped drinking. He laughed twice, came to the other party, and looked at the guests in the martial arts stage: "Everyone, let me introduce you, this is the widow. The lady she is married to is Mrs. Qi."

Seeing this, the ghost soldiers around immediately shouted loudly: "Hello Madam Qi!"

The sound waves spread out, carrying a monstrous evil spirit, and looked full of style.

Li Ling released his breath and made some inductions.

The so-called yin energy in Mrs. Qi's body is not very strong. In this city, it is at best the level of a little ghost. The matter of setting up a three-day banquet is a little exaggerated.

Moreover, its attitude seems to have a bit of respect and flattery.
Isn't Mrs. Qi's background unusual?

Li Ling frowned, trying to analyze the information he had just observed.

Under normal circumstances, after marrying the ghost king, these little ghosts usually have a gesture of sincerity and fear, but this lady does not, on the contrary, she is extremely decent.

Seeing this, Yang Chizi laughed a few times, and ordered the two disabled children carrying the flag to take out a bright red piece of wood that looked like a brain, and handed it over: "I didn't bring anything with me when I came here this time. Please accept the piece of pith dragon wood."

The ghost king received the items, and cupped his hands: "Master, you joked, if it wasn't for the mentor who rescued and reminded me back then, how could I, Yin, be here today?"

Yang Chizi waved his hand: "Hehe, the ghost king spoke too much. At the beginning, the old man just wanted to cherish his talents, so he only said a few words. It is the ghost king's strong methods that can make what he has done today."

I didn't pay attention to the flattery between the two on stage.

Listen to their conversation.

Li Ling frowned tightly.

There seems to be some connection between the two guys.

This Yang chizi seems to have been kind to the ghost king a long time ago, just like the mandrill back then, leaving inheritance everywhere, expanding the followers of the evil sect everywhere, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a small boss
"Hehe, I dare not forget the kindness of my mentor in teaching the Dharma back then."

As he said that, the ghost king picked up the bowl and faced the guests and thousands of ghost soldiers: "Everyone must know that in recent years, I have slaughtered this city as my base for ten years. During these ten years, many ghosts have come Come to me, I will accept them one by one, and recharge your batteries.”

"I still remember back then, when I was an unknown soldier, I died in battle, and my bones were thrown on the side of the road, and let the wild dogs bite me, even the bones were taken away. The resentment lingered for a long time, and finally turned into a ghost. To linger on the battlefield, it can be said that I have survived all the way. At that time, the belief in my heart was very simple, just three words, not reconciled."

A hostility immediately flooded its cheeks: "I have lived my whole life without even tasting the sweetness. I am really unwilling to die like this. Now I am the king of ghosts, with thousands of ghost soldiers under my guard here In the city, I am not afraid of anyone, but even so, I am still unwilling."

"A hundred miles to the south of the city, there is a fertile city, which is much larger than this place, and it also has a population of tens of thousands. All these years, you must have been suffocated here."

The Ghost King squinted his eyes and looked at Mrs. Qi beside him: "I, Yin, have no skills. Killing people is one of them. Three days later, I will take the souls of these tens of thousands of souls as dowry gifts. What do you want, Madam?"

Madam Qi nodded: "Yes."

The wrinkles on Yang Chizi's face piled up even more when he heard the words, and there were a few strange lights of unknown meaning in his eyes.

After a conversation, the lives of tens of thousands of people are like a bargain, and this sense of contempt makes people feel very uncomfortable.

There is a feeling that Li Ling regards the ghost as a performance.

When entering the advanced copy.

It can be clearly felt that the current story is no longer the same as in the previous primary dungeon, at least a set of background has been formed. Judging from the attitude of the ghost king, Mrs. Qi's identity seems to be extremely extraordinary.

I don't know how much performance it can be worth if tied.

Bring your thoughts back.

All the guests toasted and drank together at this time, as if they were celebrating in advance for the upcoming grand killing.

The masked woman and the others were not shaken by what the ghost king said. They seemed to have known it for a long time, or they came here because they learned that the ghost king was going to massacre the city.

When everyone is drunk.

It is a good time to start.

A group of people left their seats, mixed into the crowd, held wine glasses, pretended to toast everywhere, but actually took out the map, and headed in the direction they needed to go according to the location marked on it.

Apart from eating and drinking, most of the guests who come here also come here with other intentions to make like-minded friends.

Li Ling took the map and followed the location marked on it to the side of the warehouse behind the martial arts arena in this ghost town, found the exact location, and lit the talisman paper.

Just as the masked woman said, the talisman paper burned extremely slowly, but during the burning process, there seemed to be some strange fluctuations, and a rope appeared in his hand.

【Life Rope】

[Description: A rope for hanging, the weird symbols on it make it seem a little unusual. 】

[Note: sacrificial objects]

[Note [-]: You try to find a guy who uses it. 】

Look at the description above.

Li Ling was taken aback for a moment.

Co-authors have to use this thing to hang someone to complete the task?

But here's the thing. Where the hell is this going to find someone to hang?

After pondering for a while.

Li Ling looked around, fixed his eyes on a guest who seemed to be a bit drunk, and patted it on the shoulder: "Brother, can you come and do me a favor?"

(End of this chapter)