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

Chapter 40 This thing more or less restricts me from playing

Listen to that silky little combo.

The old man couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

You call it all right?
If this set of buffs is stacked, I'm afraid they will die on the spot.

You dare say, I dare not tattoo.

The old man exhaled slowly, trying to calm down his emotions. After all, he was much older, so he had to keep calm when facing customers who were not sensible.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"

He didn't hold back in the end.

Li Ling:.
Why are you still swearing at such a young age?

It's a pity it's not Gui, if Gui appointed you to pack the sack and send it to the underworld to be with the cat-faced old lady.

He shook his head and sighed.

Li Ling said: "Then you can play whatever you want, try to tattoo as hard as possible, I'm counting on this tattoo now."

A large number of weird escapes caused all the achievements that were at hand to fly away. He was in a very depressed mood. Right now, he only hoped that the tattoo would attract one or two weirdos to attack him, so as to make up for his lost mood a little bit. .

Hear this.

The old man was silent for a moment, as if he understood something, he chose a strange dead man's head from the various strange pictures in the tattoo parlor.

"This tattoo can devour weirdness and some items that contain Yin Qi. It is very powerful. The swallowed weirdness will be converted into Yin Qi and absorbed by this tattoo. But once the Yin Qi absorbed by the tattoo reaches the upper limit, the excess Yin Qi will disappear. Scattered on you, this needs attention."

"At the same time, some headless ghosts will actively be attracted by this tattoo, and they will take the initiative to attack you."

After listening to the old man's explanation, Li Ling frowned.

hiss.
Will the endless yin energy be transferred to him?

Still want to eat Yin Qi?

For other players, this is undoubtedly very fatal, but Li Ling is different. On the contrary, he also needs Yin Qi to help his spirit.

"That's it."

After confirming.

The old man had nothing to say, he turned his back and started preparing tattoo tools.

Bursts of tingling sensations appeared on the skin, and the soul itched. This feeling was very strange, as if the place where the tattoo pen was placed was not the body, but the soul.

Some kind of wonderful transformation begins to build.

It's like two life forms that have never met before, and because of an evil transaction, they start to blend together. Everything is so unexpected, but it is very exciting.

After some time.

With more than half of the tattoos, there is already a rough prototype, and the mere prototype has already filled the tattoo room with a depressive atmosphere, which makes people feel shuddering.

even
Even Wei Wei, who was beaten into a coma in the sack, couldn't help exuding breath to resist this deadly oppression.

but.
The old man who was tattooing felt something was wrong.

"Why is there a ghostly breath?"

Hear this.

Li Ling's expression changed instantly, he stopped tattooing, kicked Wei Wei in the sack twice, and then returned to his seat.

old man:.
The tattoo was still going on, and about half an hour later, the old man wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's done."

Li Ling looked at his chest, the dead head looked so lifelike, his body seemed to have an extra organ that he could drive, a bit similar to the situation when the pale arm was installed.

Driven by his thoughts, this tattoo can be hidden or surfaced, which is more convenient.

"This tattoo is only valid for one month. After one month, if you don't die, you can come to me again. This time, you will be free of charge, and you will be charged next time. This is the rule of my tattoo studio."

Hearing the reminder, Li Ling nodded.

This place is really weird.

An ordinary tattoo, for players who enter this place, is equivalent to having another ability to compete with the strange, and the risk is not so great compared with the strange, the only fly in the ointment is that this tattoo is a consumable, a period of time It disappears after time is used and needs to come again.

After thanking him, Li Ling walked out of the tattoo shop.

As soon as you go out.

He saw that the originally empty street gradually formed a strange line, which was completely different from before.

Even this time, Li Ling felt a few human auras in the distance, and this should be a player who was invited like himself.

Um.
Li Ling looked back at the tattoo shop.

Look at the weirdness ahead.

He looked down at the empty sack in his hand again.

cough cough.

The saying goes well.

Thieves don't leave
It was a bit impolite to go back empty-handed after I finally came here.

Besides, there are so many customers. The old man must not be able to handle it all by himself, so it is better to ask yourself to help solve some problems.

After pondering for a moment.

Li Ling picked two pleasing ones from the weird pile and pulled them aside, beat them hard, and put them into sacks, trying not to affect the order of the scene, after all, they were all civilized people of quality.

It is worth mentioning that.
During the beating, the tattoo on his chest throbbed a bit, and a strange dead head grew out of his body, trying to eat the strangeness.

But the problem is.
Does it eat weird?
What it eats is Li Ling's performance, and it is his lifeblood!

then
The dead head encountered the greatest life-and-death crisis since parasitism.

For other players, it may be restricted by this tattoo, but for Li Ling, it is already a great face to not let it help with chores like the pale arm.

After getting away from the tattoo parlor.

The prompt from the system finally sounded.

[You have completed the task. 】

A strange feeling enveloped his body, and when he opened his eyes again, Li Ling had already returned to his room.

Stretched.

Taking an inventory of the weirdness, lit the soul-inducing incense, and while the night was still thick, Li Ling walked towards the place where the smoke drifted away. After a while, he saw the Bana flower.

I don't know if it's because of helping myself rush to the soul.

This time the Bianhua flower was much dimmer than usual, without any aura, maybe it was because of the last time it helped her recharge her soul, even Meng Yu's expression became much uglier.

Not as smooth as before.

Li Ling didn't talk nonsense, and swiftly threw the bag over, without even saying a word, just highlighted two words, awesome.

Meng Yu counted it, good guy, there are two whole sacks of weirdness, and it's quite pure.
He took out the notebook and added a few strokes, the two of them looked at each other silently.

After a moment.

Li Ling pointed to the sack beside him: "Did you see it?"

Meng Yu nodded: "I see."

Li Ling then said, "Don't you feel that something is wrong?"

Hear this.

Meng Yu frowned: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Li Lingdao: "Don't you feel that this stuff somewhat limits my performance?"

Meng Yu: .
(End of this chapter)