Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 68 Are you sure this melon is ripe?
Spicy eyes.

At this time, the hanged ghost screamed and covered his eyes with his hands.

vulgar.

This human being is so vulgar.

The hanged ghost's expression quickly changed from hideous and terrifying at the beginning to frightened.

Afterwards, she quickly tore off the white cloth, turned around and ran away.

She has seen too many humans who want to catch ghosts and suppress weird ones.

But it was the first time she saw a pervert who wanted to control a ghost.

No.

If you don't leave, it will be too late.

who is it!

Which bad silver put this medicinal wine in her territory.

This is not hurting her.

"Come back you."

Shen Jian stretched his wrist, and the ghost rope revived, and he pulled off two blood-stained hemp ropes.

The hemp rope fell from the sky, and it was precisely wrapped around the hanged ghost's neck.

Hanged Ghost:! ! !

What the hell is this?

The hanged ghost struggled, trying to break the hemp rope, but the harder she tried, the tighter the ghost rope was pulled.

The two fell into a supernatural collision.

"Little hemp rope, you dare to have a spiritual conflict with me, you are finished."

The hanged ghost grabbed the ghost rope and invaded bit by bit.

next moment.

An irresistible force strikes.

The hanged ghost could only watch helplessly as Shen Jian on the other side of the ghost rope dragged her over...

Ghost rope: Are you stupid, I have a backing.

The hanged ghost panicked.

The long tongue was wrapped around the hemp rope, and they worked hard together, but the distance was still narrowed a little bit.

No.

The air this human exhales is vulgar.

In his hands, absolutely nothing good will happen.

soon.

The hanged ghost general was dragged to him by Shen Jian with a look of grief and indignation.

"I just saw that your tongue seems to be able to fork?"

Shen Jian let out a breath of hot air.

During the tug-of-war just now, he saw that the hanged ghost's tongue was split in two, like two flexible arms, trying to pull back desperately.

Such a flexible ghost tongue is rare.

Hanged ghost: ?

Subconsciously, she stretched out her tongue, which was at least two meters long, and could continue to do so.

This is her law of killing, and it is also her killing attack.

The tongue is divided in two from the middle.

become two separate entities.

entangled with each other.

When necessary, this is a red silk.

"That's it, let me calm down."

Shen Jian pointed.

Hanged Ghost: ? ? !

Strange knowledge was added.

……

After half an hour.

Shen Jian took out the soul binding bag, pressed the hanged ghost's head and stuffed it into the sack.

The whining voice of the hanged ghost was filled with grief and indignation.

Pull that ruthless.

This human being is disgusting.

Shen Jian didn't care about that much.

He glanced at the chat interface that he had just inadvertently noticed.

Then he was slightly taken aback.

The red-haired young man with the ID [Longtenghuyue] has lost his name.

This only represents one possibility in horror games.

The player is dead.

A level 22 player died so quickly.

Is the weirdness here so fierce?

Shen Jian glanced at the weeping hanged ghost, and fell into deep thought.

chat interface.

[Fang Mumu: He went to the east wing, did he meet a ghost?Died without making a sound? 】

[Mingming: To instantly kill a player, that ghost must be at least Tsing Yi level, and the killing speed is extremely fast. 】

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

Tsing Yi level ghost.

If he guessed correctly, there was a ghost hovering near every dowry gift.

The hanged ghost is infinitely close to the Tsing Yi level, and there is a Tsing Yi ghost near the golden hairpin's dowry.

In this way, four betrothal gifts also means four ghosts.

well.

He wants it all.

……

Go back to half an hour ago.

The red hair walked through the garden and came to the east wing.

One of the houses was lit with candlelight, but the candlelight was very dim, and it was faintly reflected through the lattice windows.

open the door.

A gold hairpin made of gold was quietly placed in front of the dressing table.

The red-haired swallowed.

While picking up the gold hairpin, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

A male corpse in sackcloth walked in with his back turned.

The neck seemed to be cut off by some sharp weapon, bloody and bloody.

The male corpse turned around, holding a middle-aged man's head in his hands.

This kind of weird scene is really frightening.

"Can you...can you put my head back on?"

At this moment, the head suddenly spoke.

A pair of piercing white pupils stared straight at the red hair.

Hongmao suddenly felt his hands and feet were cold, and the hairs all over his body suddenly rose.

Tsing Yi level ghost.

This turned out to be a ghost with a horror level reaching Tsing Yi level.

No way.

He is so lucky.

The red hair tensed up, stretched out trembling hands, and gently held his head.

The appearance of a ghost means that he has triggered the law of killing.

In addition to frontal suppression, following Li Gui's request is also a way to survive.

The red hair operated carefully, and placed his head on the neck of the headless male corpse.

"hey-hey……"

The headless ghost slowly raised his hand, touched his head, and couldn't help but let out a dark smile.

Did you make it?

The red hair thought so.

In the next second, it was like falling into an ice cave.

"The angle you picked up is two centimeters off."

The headless ghost said.

Stretch out your hands, gently pick it off, and the red hair's head fell off.

Roll, roll, roll to the head of the bed.

There was no more movement.

"Hey Hey……"

The headless ghost laughed silently, and its head landed on the red-haired headless corpse again. It was held in both hands, and the wail continued:

"Who can connect my head..."

……

"This is the East Wing, right?"

Shen Jian saw the only wing with candlelight at a glance.

Pushing open the door, everything in the house is in sight.

This is a female wing room, except for a bed, there is only a dressing table by the window.

On the dressing table, there is a golden hairpin.

But the fingers are thick and thin, and the whole body is made of gold, with a golden flower carved on it.

It is a kind of gold jewelry inserted in the bun by women when they get married.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "the gold hairpin reflects the beauty of the face".

[Obtain an important item—the gold hairpin. 】

[Mission reminder: Only one person is allowed for the golden hairpin. 】

Looking at the panel notes, Shen Jian put away the nobile.

lost in thought.

Where's the ghost?

What a big ghost!

Why didn't he see it.

stomping on...

At this time, a headless corpse in modern clothes walked in with its back facing away.

Blood was still running down the neck.

Shen Jian was taken aback.

This dress should be the red-haired one among the four grooms.

The headless corpse turned around.

The headless ghost opened his eyes, slowly raised his head in his hands, and looked straight at Shen Jian.

"can you help me?"

"I'm in so much pain, I can't put my head back together."

"Did you see that? My body is bleeding..."

The headless ghost wailed:

"Help..."

The words did not fall.

Shen Jian grabbed the head.

Not only that, Shen Jian also patted his head, and then knocked twice:

"Is your melon ripe?"

Headless ghost:? ? ?

Are you here to find fault?
The headless ghost was stunned.

It seems that in his limited ghost life, he has never been treated like this before, and he didn't react all at once.

Then I got angry.

Guess you*, you motherfucker dared to hit me.

You are dead!

If you don’t take off your head today, I will write the name of my headless ghost backwards.

(End of this chapter)