Mysterious recovery: I have no plug-ins

The number of points thrown by Wang Feng is also four, which is the same as the number of points thrown by Li Gui, and there is a tie.

Faced with such a situation, Wang Feng couldn't help but sighed.

The probability of him winning this round is already small, and now a draw is considered a good result.

It's just that this game with Li Gui didn't stop.

In this game of gambling with ghosts, ghosts can leave the game, but people can't. Once they leave the game, they will be killed by ghosts.

If Wang Feng wants to survive, he must maintain the continuation of this game.

He couldn't stop until there were no ghosts to bet with him.

But this kind of game that relies entirely on luck, how can anyone win all the time?
Therefore, Wang Feng's ending was already doomed when he took out the dice and started the game.

At this moment, the black dice representing the ghost continued to spin
A new round of games has begun.

I don't know if it was because of the re-rolling, but the black dice stopped quickly this time;

Five o'clock!

The number of points thrown by Li Gui this time is even bigger than last time.

The only way to win is to roll a six.

This made Wang Feng feel pressured.

But now that Li Gui had already thrown the dice, he could only grit his teeth and pick up the red dice on the ground.

This time it was the same as before, after holding the dice for ten seconds, Wang Feng made a move.

After the red dice spun several times on the ground, it finally stopped;
Seeing the points thrown, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly darkened.

Wang Feng's luck seemed to be running out, and this time he only threw two points!

"I, I lost"

Wang Feng's mouth moved.

He was tense all over, sweating profusely, staring at the points he threw, as if he was lost, and he couldn't believe it.

next second.

The blood on Wang Feng's face began to disappear immediately, and the look in his eyes was also suddenly extinguished, like a spark in a strong wind, which was mercilessly snuffed out by this cruel world at this moment.

Even the body began to become cold rapidly.

But in the blink of an eye, Wang Feng was completely motionless and breathless.

He lost his life and died in this nameless and terrifying ancient house.

"If you lose, will you be gone?"

Looking at the dead Wang Feng, Eagle felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Wang Feng struggled to survive from becoming a courier of the ghost post office, from the first floor to the fourth floor, and sent more than a dozen terrifying letters;

During this process, I don't know how many times I have experienced dangers.

Even the ghosts that invaded the post office couldn't kill him, but in the end, no one thought that he fell at the last hurdle.

Originally, as long as he completed this letter delivery mission, he would be able to go up to the fifth floor and get rid of the ghost post office completely.

But in the end, I still couldn't make it through, so I stopped here.

At this time, Yang Jian was still guarding the aisle leading to the back hall, preventing any ghosts from approaching.

What he was most worried about was that some ghosts would enter the back hall and affect the old man in the red coffin.

But at the same time, he also allocated some attention to the back door.

Ding Hui and Li Yang cooperated to block the door, but Yang Jian was not very worried.

He was still worried about Wang Feng.

Because he also saw that relying on a game of dice to forcibly delay the time for the ghosts to invade the ancient house, this put a lot of pressure on Wang Feng.

In other words, for these messengers and ghost masters who are not in good condition, preventing the ghosts from entering the back hall is a matter of paying a heavy price.

Wang Feng's death now also proves this point.

"The key to breaking the game now lies on Li Yue's side. Once Li Yue successfully returns with the lantern, the situation here will improve."

Yang Jian knew very well in his heart that only when everyone withstood the pressure from the fierce ghosts, could they survive until the turning point came.

Otherwise, the situation in the back hall will be dangerous.

At that time, Yang Jian will have to consider abandoning these people, giving up sending letters, giving up this ancient house, and surviving alone.
Of course, Yang Jian believed that things would not develop to that point.

Because this time Li Yue made a move.

For Li Yue's strength, Yang Jian is very confident.

At this time, with Wang Feng's death, Li Gui, who had just won the bet, began to prepare to enter the back hall.

Although everyone couldn't see the figure of this ghost, they could feel the cold aura intruding in from the back door at this moment.

"I'm here to gamble with ghosts."

After noticing this, a ghost master near the back door changed his expression, then he gritted his teeth and stood up.

He walked to the side of Wang Feng's body, stretched out his hand to push away Wang Feng's body, and then sat down.

After sitting down, the ghost master directly picked up the red dice and threw it out without saying a word.

Before the invisible ghost entered the back hall completely, the ghost master forcibly took over the game and continued Wang Feng's game just now.

Seeing that the ghost master took the initiative to stand up, Yang Jian looked back towards the back door.

He had already said before that the messenger and these ghost masters alternately bet against the ghosts.

Fan Xing also agreed at that time.

If these ghost masters hadn't taken the initiative to stand up just now, Yang Jian would naturally not let them go.

Fortunately, these ghost masters also knew the seriousness of the matter and did not avoid it.

After the ghost master threw the dice, the red dice began to roll continuously on the ground.

But finally stopped.

It's just that the ghost master's luck seems to be very good, and an unimaginable point was thrown out by the ghost master:
Six o'clock!

This is already the maximum number of points.

In other words, the ghost master can at least guarantee that he will not lose this round.

"Haha."

Seeing that he threw a six, the ghost master couldn't help laughing, a smile appeared on his nervous face, which made his face twitch unnaturally.

Even twisted.

As the ghost master rolled the dice, a new round of gambling began again.

The fierce ghost who was about to invade the back hall was forcibly brought into this game, and at the same time had to follow the rules to stop invading the ancient house.

Everyone clearly felt that the cold aura just stopped at the door.

next second.

The black dice on the ground rolled.

Obviously, this ghost also started to roll the dice.

Not long after, the dice stopped spinning.

This time, the ghost threw five points again.

It was the same as when I bet against Wang Feng just now.

It's just that Li Gui's opponent threw a six this time.

The ghost master who succeeded Wang Feng won the game.

Immediately afterwards, everyone clearly felt that the cold aura that had already invaded the back door began to retreat.

Finally left the back door.

"Ghost, leave."

At this moment, the ghost master couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then grinned.

He also didn't expect that his luck was so good that he won this ghost in just one game.

Looking at this scene, Da Qiang couldn't help showing a smile.

It's not that he has a deep friendship with the ghost master, it's all because once the ghost master dies, it's their turn to send someone to take over the game. (end of this chapter)