Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 272 Hundred Ghosts Night Walk
Town God's Hall.

Shen Jian sat in his seat, and his mood was also a little ups and downs.

When he took over the Underworld for the first time, there was only one Yama King Hall in the entire Yincao Underworld, which was waiting to be rebuilt.

now.

Yanluowangdian, Qinguangwangdian, Chujiangwangdian, Songdiwangdian.There are four halls.

The gate of ghosts is wide open, the Wangchuan River flows, and the flowers on the other side are in full bloom.

The eighteenth floor of hell is unlocked to the thirteenth floor.

The number of tortured ghosts exceeded thousands.

There is a city god's hall.

There are countless ghosts.

There are two living people.

There are dozens of dead people.

Although compared to the legendary hell, all this is still just the beginning, but Shen Jian is already satisfied.

Today's underworld has entered a stage of rapid development.

As long as Qingshi is fully controlled, it can be used as a basis to radiate the whole country, and even the whole world.

At that time, the underworld will regain its mythology.

"Are you okay?"

Mood ups and downs.

Shen Jian saw Teacher Ghost still standing there.

The ghost teacher pondered for a while, and said: "My lord, Wei Wuliang found out about the attack on the Daxia Longque branch in Qingshi, and wanted to do his part."

Shen Jian frowned, and his voice was a little cold: "Didn't he read the contract when he signed it? The underworld officials are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the yang world, and they cannot have too much contact with the yang world. What you have to do is to protect the peace in the jurisdiction , to catch the ghosts."

The ghost teacher's head drooped, and cold sweat flowed out.

He shouldn't have agreed to this errand.

Now there are no people inside and outside.

Although the lord didn't get angry, his aura grew day by day.

Just a cold tone, he actually felt the abyss.

"My lord, I will refuse him now."

The ghost teacher said quickly.

"Wait, let him go."

At this time, Shen Jian suddenly spoke.

Ghost teacher:? ? ?

He looked up blankly.

Just in time to see Shen Jian showing a weird smile.

"Let him go if he wants to. After all, I personally choose the city god candidate. You can't be so unreasonable. You tell him, I allow him to go to Yangshi to clean the battlefield."

"Yes."

The ghost teacher didn't understand Shen Jian's thoughts, but he could see that the lord seemed to have some new ideas.

Looking at the back of the ghost teacher leaving.

The smile on Shen Jian's face became wider.

Almost missed an opportunity.

At the beginning, under the eyes of everyone, he let the ghost teacher personally arrest Wei Wuliang's soul in front of the members of Daxia Longque, and said in person that he wanted Wei Wuliang to become a ghost of the underworld, which was originally for the purpose of attracting people.

What kind of person can quickly adapt to a bad job?
Ghost hunter.

Thriller gamers.

A member of the Great Summer Sparrow.

These three are all active in the front line of the supernatural circle. As long as they become ghosts, they don't even need training, and they can catch ghosts by themselves.

In front of other members of Daxia Longque, he told the position of the underworld messenger, because he wanted to leave an idea in these people's hearts: as long as he has merit, he can go to the underworld to work as a ghost after death.

This kind of temptation, not many people can refuse.

And now, after Wei Wuliang's death, he shines again, which can undoubtedly testify to the fact that he has become a ghost of the underworld.

By the time.

I am afraid that all the ghost hunters from all over the country will enter Qingshi before they die, hoping to become ghosts.

Relying on Wei Wuliang's live advertisement, why worry about no talent being attracted?

Just imagine, not only will a person's consciousness not disappear after death, but he can continue to survive in the world, and even touch the world, walking in the world like a living person.

How is this different from eternal life?
It was precisely because of this thought that Shen Jian changed his mind temporarily.

"Big brother, can Qiqi go?"

At this time.

Qiqi also came over, with angry eyes, the old yellow dog followed behind her, honestly, with the dog's head hanging down, for fear of making its master angry again.

A little surprise appeared in Shen Jian's eyes.

I thought about it.

"Go if you want."

Regarding the placement of the little girl in front of him, Shen Jian also considered sending her out and returning to the world of the living.

After all, she is too young.

Even if he is already a different kind of ghost slayer, he can't play any role.

Only time will tell whether this way of controlling ghosts is correct.

Shen Jian glanced at the old yellow dog next to Qiqi, this ghost was already half a step up to the level of red clothes under the nourishment of the City God's Hall.

Among other things, protecting people is enough.

soon.

Shen Jian was the only one left in the huge City God's Hall.

"Tsk, I turned out to be a loner."

Shen Jian clicked his tongue.

Then he was slightly taken aback.

He suddenly thought of the Goddess of the River who was placed in Villa No. 001 by him.

There was also a smile on his face.

You play your game, I play mine.

……

at the same time.

Qingshi·Big Xia Longque branch.

There is a cloudy wind blowing in the sky, and the branches and leaves of the trees in the green belt are swaying and rustling.

A series of black shadows sprang out one after another, leaving behind a sinister ghostly laugh, piercing and frightening.

If one stood at the end of the road, one would witness a gruesome scene.

end of the road.

Youguang is flourishing.

Dozens of figures approached.

Some look like ordinary people, but if you look closely, you will find that there are things wriggling in the clothes of some people, and there is a grimace on the back of the clothes, making a wail; some people have an empty heart; some people have legs Already rotten, only bones...

And in front of this group of people.

There are three figures.

One person had a face full of flesh, with a scar running through his face, that was the envoy of the killing god.

One person's face was as pale as a dead man's face without any emotional fluctuations, that was the envoy of the poison god.

One person was dressed in a neat suit, with blood and tears streaming from his eyes, and a pair of scarlet eyeballs rolled, seeing everything around him in his eyes.That is the Angel of Blood and Tears.

The members of Daxia Longque headed by Qian Kuan all gasped.

The three great envoys, leading dozens of ghost controllers, and more than 400 members of the Fallen Angel organization who carried supernatural props or possessed special fighting skills attacked.

This force is enough to destroy the Qingshi branch.

Let Qingshi become a purgatory.

This is an unprecedented super-large S-class supernatural event.

If one is not enough, the battlefield will be spread out, and the economy of Qingshi will be set back by at least 30 years.

"Are you crazy? Are you not afraid that the headquarters will make up their minds to eradicate you together?"

Qian Kuan shouted in awe.

"Hahaha, a branch leader deserves to talk to us."

The eyes of the scar-faced killing angel were full of bloodthirsty and joking.

"It was you who killed me, the two fallen angels, and the fallen angel organization has no intention of being an enemy of you. It is you who insist on meddling in our affairs." The poisonous angel said coldly.

"Fart, if you didn't slaughter villages and kill people, no one would be free to talk to you." Qian Kuan roared angrily, swearing in a rare way.

"The new world is coming, and those who can't control the trend will eventually die in the future. We just delayed their death a little bit earlier. We will never forget the contribution they made to us new humans."

The God of Blood and Tears made bright red blood flow from his eyes, and he cried out in grief.

"That's right, on the day when the horror game comes, more than [-]% of the world's population will die from the resuscitation of ghosts. Since they will die sooner or later, it will help us improve the spirit, and we can better occupy a place in the trend of the new world. "

The Killing God Envoy also spoke.

The members of the fallen angel organization behind them also showed a smile of approval.

It seems that in their hearts, this set of theories has been completely approved.

Qian Kuan felt a chill in his heart.

There are still people here.

No ghost in human skin would have such a conscienceless idea.

This is a bunch of lunatics.

If they are not wiped out, the world will fall before the arrival of the horror game.

"Okay, don't delay the time, your person in charge of Qingshi can't come, don't waste your energy."

At this time.

The envoy of killing, who had already been unable to control his desire to kill, said impatiently.

Hear this.

Qian Kuan's expression changed drastically.

Because he was preparing to ask Shen Jian for help.

The three great envoys, this is a difficult problem that the Qingshi branch is unable to solve.

At present, the only way to get rid of this difficulty is to invite Shen Jian.

But this plan seemed to be seen through by the other party.

And the other party also knew that Shen Jian was not in the real world.

"Hehehe, how dare we come here without doing some homework? After all, we killed Zhizha alone and cursed the two great envoys."

The God of Blood and Tears smiled sadly:
"However, he is currently in a four-star dungeon, and he won't be able to get out in three to five months. Even if you ask for help, can he still return to the real world?"

Qian Kuan had an ugly face.

Even Shen Jian knew that he had entered a four-star dungeon.

Presumably, an envoy from the Fallen Angel organization also entered the dungeon and recognized Shen Jian's identity.

This time it is completely over.

Qian Kuan's face was ashamed.

But he sent a message anyway.

[Instructor Qian: Mr. Shen, one of the players in the instance you are in is an envoy of the Fallen Angel Organization. He already knows your true identity, so don't let him go. 】

Finished.

There was determination on his face.

"When he comes back, he will find you to settle everything."

"Hahaha, it's a pity you can't see it."

The God of Slaughter laughed jokingly:
"Do it, destroy this place!"

The sound fell.

The members of the Fallen Angels showed ferocious expressions one by one
Some people's bodies were full of ghosts, some people's hearts were beating "peng bang bang", some people's clothes were stretched open, revealing the hideous grimace behind them, and they kept crying.

however……

at this time.

At the end of the road, there was the clanging sound of the chain shaking, and the mysterious sound of bells sounded, which was heart-wrenching.

"Ok?"

"what's the situation?"

"ambush?"

The expressions of the three gods changed.

Their people have already arrived, and this is definitely not theirs.

The visitor is not good.

They look.

His pupils shrank, and he could feel a wave of terrifying spiritual fluctuations sweeping across.

The ghosts in their bodies instinctively sensed the danger.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet.

Look at them one by one.

then.

Whether it is a member of the Fallen Angel Organization or a member of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, everyone in the audience is breathless at this moment.

Under the bright moonlight.

Ghostly.

A piece of black.

It was countless terrifying figures.

They are all ghost messengers wearing black official robes and holding chains to seduce souls.

Their eyes were dead silent, and they walked on the street with cold eyes.

Pairs of gloomy and horrifying gazes make one's scalp tingle.

And in front of these ghosts.

Jiu Dao, a plump and attractive female ghost, walked in front.

Soaring resentment enveloped the entire street, terror and despair continued to spread, ghosts were screaming sharply, and the sky was filled with blood on the corners and alleys...

this moment.

Hundred ghosts walk at night.

(End of this chapter)