Hades is a girl

Chapter 62 The Book of Drunken Dreams ([-])

In the wish, the hell three-headed dog looked at the screen projected in the book of drunken dreams and fell into deep thought.

"It's not this woman. God, I know. It must be the girl in the school uniform. Although I have been in the underworld, I still know this kind of knowledge. Few people wear these clothes now. It is obviously weird!" Hell III The head dog was very annoyed at the failure of his first guess, but soon chose his own answer.

"However, your answer is too obscure. Unless you are lucky, there is no way to guess success!" The hell three-headed dog made his own suggestion.

Ye Ling shook his head slightly, "Actually, it is very simple to survive in it, because I have already given hints on the clues of the way of life and death-avoiding props, but unfortunately their thinking has been limited by terror at the moment, if they calm down, they will not be able to survive at all. You need to guess who is the ghost, and you can pass the level!"

The hell three-headed dog tilted its head and looked at the face of the night spirit that was enough to make the sun and the moon dim. Although its aesthetics were different from other creatures, it could still feel the infinite beauty of the night spirit.

"I didn't see it!" The hell three-headed dog shook his head.

"If it's so easy to see, then this work of mine has failed too much! Look after you! The dead end is about to be triggered!" A smile appeared in Yeling's eyes that seemed to contain the starry sky. His divine power poured into it continuously, enabling the script to continue.

It's just that the NPCs here are all controlled by the night spirits, so the energy cannot be dispersed for a long time. Of course, there is actually a better way, that is to confine the souls of other creatures in the book of drunken dreams, so that they can Replace these NPCs.

In this way, the character characters in it can have more personalities, and such a story will become more exciting, but Yeling has not yet found a soul and has replaced these NPCs.

Now this Book of Drunken Dreams has completely aroused Ye Ling's interest. Ye Ling plans to wait for the end of the script once before starting his own actions. I really like the fighting method of this Book of Drunken Dreams. It's inexplicably great to play with the sense of dominance in the palm of your hand!

"Tsk tsk, the way of life has been discovered!" Ye Ling looked at the screen reflected in the book of Drunken Dreams, and suddenly said softly.

Hearing this sentence, the hell three-headed dog quickly looked up...

At this moment, in the Book of Drunken Dreams, the plot of the late-night bus is continuing. With the death of Wang Tianhang and various weird phenomena, Pan Hailong is already going crazy. Suddenly his eyes swept over the smiling old farmer, and suddenly With a flash of inspiration, he walked quickly to the old farmer and asked expectantly, "Master, when you said you kept going to the mass graves, did you have something consecrated on you?"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Chaohua, who had already been deeply terrified at the side, was startled suddenly, trotted over quickly, and listened attentively.

"A consecrated thing?" The old farmer frowned, and suddenly realized, "It seems that there is such a thing..."

While talking, the old farmer took out a small man pendant made of mahogany and the size of an index finger in the hopeful eyes of the two. When they saw the figure carved on the pendant, Wang Chaohua and Pan Hailong's eyes couldn't help but brighten up. Get excited, this is a portrait of Zhong Kui!

You must know that in Chinese folklore, there is a god who can fight ghosts and drive away evil spirits. In the old days, folks often hung Zhong Kui's image to ward off evil spirits, and this is undoubtedly the so-called life-saving tool.

Pan Hailong wanted to reach out to take it, but the old farmer quickly took the pendant back, "This is passed down from my grandfather. It is said that if people touch it too much, it will damage the spirituality!"

And how could Pan Hailong see the only life-saving tool lost in front of his eyes?

"Master, I have encountered some things recently, can you let me hold this jade pendant until the last stop?" Pan Hailong begged, if it was normal, he would have snatched it by force, but now the ability is sealed, And the physique brought by the gods has completely disappeared. With his current small height, it is obviously difficult to succeed in snatching things from an old farmer.

And even if it succeeds, there is still some distance from the last stop, and it will be difficult to persist until then.

The old man blew his beard and stared, "How is this possible? I'm going to get off in two stops! And God knows if you will take my baby and run away at the next stop. At my age, I can run away!" But you!"

Pan Hailong forced a smile, "Then can you sell me your pendant, I can give you a lot of money!"

After all, as a divinely favored person, there are many ways to obtain circulating money, let alone him as one of the ten saints.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then asked, "How much can you give?"

Hearing this sentence, Pan Hailong laughed, the problem that can be solved with money is not a problem, but he touched his pocket, his face froze suddenly, his mobile phone was placed on the desk, and now this In the old days, there was almost no need to use cash. Today, he has no money at all.

At this time, Wang Chaohua quickly took off the necklace around his neck, handed it to the uncle and said, "Master, this necklace is designed by a well-known designer. I bought this necklace for 300 million yuan. I am willing to exchange this necklace for you." This pendant in your hand!"

"But I don't know if your thing is a one-dollar imitation in the market. I don't want these, I just want money!" The old man was very stubborn.

And the man in the suit glanced, "Can I see it? I'm a jeweler!"

"Yes!" Wang Chaohua was overjoyed, and saw the man in the suit took the necklace and looked at it carefully for a while, "I will pay you 350 million for this necklace. If you agree, I can transfer the money now!"

Wang Chaohua was overjoyed, "Old man, do you think it will work?"

Where had the old man seen such a large number before, he nodded hurriedly, fearing that the idiot would regret it, he hurriedly said, "Okay, but I must receive a text message before I can give it to you!"

The jeweler was also very quick, and quickly transferred the money. The old farmer had received so much money that he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

And Wang Chaohua was even more delighted to hold this death-prevention item. Pan Hailong looked at it with red eyes and hated why he didn't bring something valuable with him, otherwise this item would be his own.

And the rules have been made very clear, only the holder can get the chance of avoiding death, which means that one of the two winning rules has been obtained by Wang Chaohua, so he can only guess which one is the ghost.

However, this was only a choice on the surface. Pan Hailong inserted his hand into his pocket and grabbed the knife in his pocket. It was his habit to carry this knife.

Pan Hailong walked slowly towards Wang Chaohua, looking at Wang Chaohua with a cruel light in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)