Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 300 The Evil Ghost Has Invaded the House

Looking at the photo in his hand, Shen Jian was very surprised.

It has been more than four months since he experienced the Samsung copy of Sweet Home.

In his heart, he had long given up any hope for this player with the ID [Uncle Chen].

Only when he is dead.

Unexpectedly, there was a chance to meet again.

And it seems that although this player lost the ghost tattoo puzzle, he also made a name for himself in the ghost town and became an auctioneer in the ghost auction.

Even Lu Rong, the ghost sister-in-law, admired him a lot.

No hesitation.

Shen Jian went downstairs.

He drove away the ghost sister-in-law's car.

According to the information investigated by the Spiritual Auction, this player disappeared half a day ago, and the one who captured him was a top-notch red-clothed ghost.

But this matter has little to do with the supernatural auction house.

Purely a personal grudge.

It was this player who accidentally offended this top red-clothed ghost, and the other party made the arrest.

But the troublesome part is that behind this top-notch red-clothed ghost, there are other ghost organizations behind it, and it belongs to a small hall under the name of this ghost organization. contradiction.

That's why Mrs. Ghost was so tired that she wanted to go to the ghost auction to solve the matter.

Shen Jian was expressionless.

Driving the car, the wind is fast.

On the way to the destination.

upstairs.

Mrs. Ghost had already poked her head out secretly, came to the balcony, and looked angrily at Shen Jian who drove away her car.

Grit your teeth.

This doctor is too courageous.

She is the second-in-command of the Ghost Gang, the wife appointed by the gang leader, and his sister-in-law, but he treats him like that, and is ready to make trouble if there is a disagreement.

If she couldn't beat her, she would let Shen Jian know why she was able to take charge of this huge ghost gang.

Think of this.

She also remembered that she had had intimate contact with this strange man twice.

Was hugged once.

Once, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around the other person's neck, and was then carried into the room.

"That bastard doctor, tell him to leave tomorrow."

The ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong waved her small fists on the balcony, as if she wanted to give Shen Jian an iron fist from the air.

Then return to the bedroom.

go to bed.

It's not that she's afraid of that bastard doctor returning here, but that she's really sleepy.

She has been working continuously for two days, and has been running between the ghost auction house and the ghost gang's business, and has no time to rest at all.

At this time, there was a man who could help her deal with this. While maintaining her anger towards Shen Jian, she felt a little at ease.

Then fell asleep.

……

the other side.

The destination has arrived.

This is a gloomy house.

Shen Jian got out of the car.

A cold breath rushed towards the face, accompanied by some rotten smell, and a faint smell of blood.

Shen Jian looked over.

The gate of the house is a double wooden door.

Brushed with vermilion color.

It smells of paint, and it also smells of blood.

There was no hesitation.

Shen Jian strode over.

When he got closer, he found that there was a head on the wooden door, which seemed to have been forcibly stuffed into the wooden door, and the blood continued to flow down, and penetrated into the wooden door.

Dye the wooden door vermilion.

Just as Shen Jian approached.

The head on the wooden door suddenly raised its head, and the whole grimace was continuously soaked with blood.

"Help me~"

"I'm stuck here, I can't get my head out."

A miserable cry for help came from this head, the voice was sad and dull.

Resounded in the silent house.

Creepy.

"Help me~"

"Come on~"

"Help me get my head out."

The miserable cries for help kept coming out, inducing passers-by to help.

There were bursts of ghost sounds.

more and more bleak.

People can't help but feel compassion, and want to step forward to help the other person get out of the predicament and save him from this kind of pain.

Shen Jian is no exception.

He walked over.

Anxiously concerned: "Are you asking for help?"

"You were stuffed into the wooden door and can't move now?"

"It's so pitiful."

"I don't like this kind of vicious incidents where the strong bully the weak and the big bully the small. Ghost brother, I will definitely make the decision for you."

Wooden door ghost:? ? ?

He was slightly taken aback.

Did you finally meet someone kind today?
Not easy.

In a place like ghost town where fighting is fierce and there is no sympathy, the probability of meeting a kind person is as slim as the probability of meeting a human being.

He has been asking for help for more than ten years, but no prey has been baited.

Unexpectedly, it finally opened today.

then.

The wooden door ghost's cries for help became louder.

"I'm so miserable, so pitiful, come and save me~"

"Come here, see my head? I'm stuffed in and I can't breathe."

Inside the wooden door, a pale, ferocious grimace had already revealed a cruel smile.

When the good-hearted ghost came over, he dragged him in to be his companion.

the other side.

Shen Jian didn't seem to realize that he was walking into the abyss step by step. He came to the wooden door and asked with concern: "Brother, how can I save you?"

The smirk on the wooden door ghost's face grew thicker, and his voice became more dull: "Did you see my head? Reach out and pull it out for me."

Just when the wooden door ghost thought that this kind-hearted man would follow suit.

But suddenly Shen Jian said: "Good brother, this is not good, your head is already connected to the wooden door, if you pull it out hard, you can only pull out your head, and you will die."

Wooden Gate Ghost: ...

It's been a long time since I heard that a kind person cares about my own life.

This made him slightly taken aback.

I felt a moment of warmth.

There are still kind-hearted people in this city of ghosts.

Isn't it a little bad for him to frame others like this?

The wooden door ghost fell into deep thought.

Feeling a little tangled.

then.

Shen Jian said again: "But I have a way, since the wooden door is connected to you, then if I smash the wooden door, can't I rescue you?"

Wooden door ghost:! ! !

Hear this.

There was a look of horror on his face.

A mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out.

This wooden door is his body, smashing the wooden door, wouldn't it kill him!
"Don't, don't do this, good brother, I appreciate your kindness, you should pull me out, I won't die."

The wooden door ghost hurriedly said.

"That won't work, I must put your safety first."

Shen Jian grinned.

Pulled out a two-meter-long blood-stained steel rod from his body.

At the front of the steel rod, 37 dark red stars are twinkling.

These stars are all gathered by the resentment of the ghosts who died under the steel rod. Every time one is added, the supernatural power of the steel rod will become stronger.

The steel rods gathered by the 37 grievances of the ghosts, just pulled out, carry an aura that makes the ghosts naturally fear.

The wooden door ghost was completely dumbfounded.

A grimace froze suddenly.

shit.

What the hell did you take out?
Why do I seem to hear the screams of ghosts wailing?

Is this a ghost weapon that good people can possess?

If this stick goes down, I won't be torn apart.

The wooden door ghost began to panic.

What a sweet scene.

God is so kind.

This is clearly a demon.

It's still the kind of merciless ghost.

The wailing sound of the ghost on the ghost weapon is ironclad evidence.

"Good brother, don't move, it will smash crooked later, and it may take you away."

Shen Jian raised the steel rod, his face full of malice.

Wooden door ghost:! ! !

Don't come here!

do not come near me.

Before the other party's mental journey was finished, Shen Jian already exerted all his strength with his five fingers.

then.

He slammed hard at the wooden door.

"what!"

The wooden door ghost immediately let out a scream.

With the shattering of the vermilion wooden doors on both sides, the other party also fell into a panic.

On the steel rod, the resentment of the No.30 eight ghosts began to form a brand new dark red star on it.

A more weeping wail sounded in it.

Shen Jian dragged a long steel rod and stepped into the courtyard.

……

forecourt.

A dead ghost hangs on a tree with a crooked neck.

His body was pierced by a sharp branch, and on top of it, a human head was hanging. It seemed that he wanted to climb up the crooked neck tree to take the human head, but accidentally fell, and it happened to be caught by the protruding sharp branch. piercing through the body.

The deadly ghost looked at Shen Jian who walked into the front yard with pity, his eyes turned out, his face was pale, his eyes were bleeding, and he was extremely ferocious.

He was about to speak.

Shen Jian had already walked over one step ahead, and said with great enthusiasm: "Good brother, can't you get off the top?"

The excitement on Shen Jian's face could not be concealed.

The ghosts in the ghost town are of high quality.

The previous Mumen ghost was at the red-clothed level, but this dead ghost is close to the top-notch red-clothed level.

It was only after walking to the front yard that they met two red-clothed ghosts of such good quality.

If you go shopping all over, let alone buy dozens of them.

Thinking.

Shen Jian said again: "Don't worry, I'll help you right away."

Death ghost:? ? ?

I was stunned.

He pondered, he didn't seem to be bewitching people yet, right?

How did this brother get into the show?

Met a well-intentioned ghost?

wrong.

Whose kind-hearted ghost will break into other people's homes without authorization.

This is an intruder.

Think of this.

The dead ghost was about to start bewitching him, but at the next moment, his eversioned eyes suddenly widened.

No.

What about saving ghosts?

What are you doing with the two-meter-long stick?
And the howling of ghosts on that steel rod...

What the hell are you.

The dead ghost was about to pull his body out of the branch when he saw Shen Jian grabbing the steel rod with one hand and swinging it out fiercely.

boom.

The dead ghost fell down.

Do not look down.

Shen Jian skillfully stuffed the body into the sack.

On the steel rod, No. 30 nine dark red stars emerged.

……

"Jie Jie Jie, don't run away, I saw you in the front yard, children are playing in blood mud, real men should wave sticks to make the enemy surrender."

Shen Jian raised his stick and chased a little boy from the front yard to the garden in the atrium.

The little boy shivered and hid among the flowers against the wall.

Pale eyes looked at the only door in the atrium from time to time.

His face was full of shock and anger.

He was the best of the red-clothed ghosts, but he was chased and ran away.

If this is said, his momentary wisdom will be ruined in one go.

But if he was asked to go out and work hard, he didn't dare.

The ghost outside holding the steel rod is too fierce.

Ferocity to the limit.

He saw with his own eyes that his little friend was thrown dozens of meters away by a stick, fell to the ground and fell into a state of panic.

And his partner is also a red-clothed ghost.

But he couldn't bear the blow.

He had to hide and couldn't be found by that evil spirit.

Otherwise he will end badly.

soon.

The sound disappeared.

Just when the little boy thought that the evil spirit had given up looking for him, a sinister laughter suddenly came from behind him: "I found you!"
little boy:! ! !

He shuddered.

There is a wall behind him, where does the voice of this evil ghost come from?

While his body was shaking, the little boy turned around stiffly.

Just in time, Shen Jian grinned, poked his head in from the wall, and looked at him with a strange smile.

Ghost... ghost domain! ?

This evil spirit actually owns the ghost domain.

The little boy was in despair.

Just trying to resist.

A black steel rod has swept across.

Little boy, pawn.

No.40 five dark red stars emerged.

Shen Jian's expression became even more excited.

In just a few minutes, six red-clothed ghosts were brought in.

Opening a banknote printing factory would not dare to print like this.

Shen Jian's eyes were already red-hot.

Walking inch by inch from the front of the house, like a bully breaking into someone's house, every time he goes to a place, he kicks open the door and breaks in.

then.

For the first time, the silent house ushered in festive cheers.

One after another, the screams continued to sound.

"what!"

"Don't come here!"

"No, don't, it hurts."

"Evil ghosts, there are evil ghosts invading!"

(End of this chapter)