Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

The players present didn't know that the 'ghost king' in front of them was actually just a low-level ghost.

So when they saw Chen Xun breaking the ghost king's hand, they suddenly widened their eyes.

"Are the players in the East already so powerful?"

Esther looked at Chen Xun and memorized Chen Xun's face.

Now in the real world, the most powerful player is only a level nine ghost master.

As for the ghost king level, it seems that there are some rules and restrictions.

Therefore, no human has ever broken through to this level.

He has never seen a ghost master who can kill the ghost king.

And Zhao Yiheng was even more excited.

He had seen the very powerful ghost in Chen Xun's body before.

But he always felt that his vision was still too small.

There must be more secrets in Chen Xun that he didn't know.

On the other side, the Buddha ghost whose hand was broken by Chen Xun also began to grin.

"Mouse, you will pay for your ignorance."

After saying that, the Buddha ghost began to close his eyes, and his mouth also made a harsh chanting sound.

On his hand, he even pinched out a spell.

"Those who see me and do not bow will die!"

"Those who blaspheme me will fall into hell forever!"

After saying that, the Buddha ghost suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, blood flowed like a waterfall.

A strong smell of blood came.

The hall was soon filled with a layer of blood.

The clothes of those players kneeling on the ground began to be stained by the blood.

But no one dared to stand up.

At the same time, misty black holes appeared on the ceiling and walls of the hall.

Pale faces appeared in the black holes.

On these faces, all showed painful expressions.

These faces groaned, and then pale hands stretched out from these black holes and probed towards Chen Xun.

It seemed to want to pull Chen Xun into the black hole.

The players from the Beautiful Country who saw this scene, as well as Zhao Yiheng and others, all changed their faces.

The hall now looked like a weird hell.

Chen Xun showed a sneer on his face:

"Hmph, playing tricks!"

As he said that, Chen Xun took a baseball bat and prepared to hit the Buddha ghost.

He knew that as long as the Buddha ghost was knocked to death, the illusion here would naturally disappear.

At this time, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded:

"Amitabha!"

"Buddha has mercy!"

The ethereal voice fell, and the chanting sound in the hall suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the blood on the floor began to fade quickly.

The hideous ghost faces and ghost hands on the ceiling and walls also shrank quickly.

Finally, the black hole turned into a black smoke and dissipated.

All the Buddha statues also began to become dead objects, standing there quietly, looking forward with serious expressions.

As if nothing had happened.

Only the big Buddha in the middle had one arm broken.

The broken arm was lying on the floor.

At this moment, both the players from the Beautiful Country and Zhao Yiheng were stunned.

They had no idea what had happened.

Moreover, their clothes, which had been splashed with blood just now, were now dry!

They couldn't tell whether the scene just now was real or illusory.

"Dear donors, I already know what you want to know."

"I'm sorry that I have nothing to say."

At this time, a monk appeared in the hall.

The monk wore a black cassock. Compared with other beings in the horror world, the monk looked normal.

"Boss, he is a very strong guy."

At this time, Ying's voice also came.

Chen Xun also felt the breath of the monk.

It should be the level of the ghost king.

I didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying existence in this small town!

No wonder the residents of the town were dissatisfied with the monk, but no resident dared to come here to make trouble.

It turned out that the ghost king was in charge.

Chen Xun was sure that this time it was not an illusion.

"Are you the monk that the residents of the town said?"

A player from the Beautiful Country said to the monk.

He was just a level 5 ghost master, and he could not detect the ghost aura and realm of the monk at all.

In his eyes, the monk seemed to be an ordinary human.

Not even a ghost master.

So there was a little resentment in his tone.

"It's the poor monk." The monk said.

"What is your relationship with that woman?"

"Where is she?"

"Hand her overCome!"

The player from the Beautiful Country stared at the monk coldly and said hurriedly.

As if he didn't take the monk seriously.

But people in the horror world are not that simple?

The more normal things look, the more dangerous they are.

"Idiot!" Esther looked at the player from the Beautiful Country and cursed.

Although, this is his teammate.

"I have already said it just now, I have nothing to say."

"Donor, please leave and look for answers somewhere else. "

After the monk finished speaking, he even bowed politely to the player from the Beautiful Country.

This monk did have some of the qualities of a monk in the real world.

However, in the eyes of the players from the Beautiful Country, the monk was just afraid of them.

"Bald, let me ask you..."

The player from the Beautiful Country wanted to say something, but the next second, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on the monk's face, and spots appeared on his neck.

The head also began to swell.

It was as if he had turned into a monster!

The next second, the monk opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the player from the Beautiful Country in an instant.

The player from the Beautiful Country didn't even have time to show a look of fear.

"Amitabha!"

"Sin, sin! "

After the monk swallowed the player from the Beautiful Country, he wiped his mouth and continued to bow politely.

The others saw this and their faces changed immediately.

How could this be a gentle monk?

He was simply a demon!

How could they dare to provoke this monk again?

If they asked again, they might be swallowed.

Then they walked out of the temple, and the monk did not stop them.

"Brother Chen, what should we do?"

"Now this clue is broken again."

At this moment, Zhao Yiheng said a little disappointed.

This mission had already had some clues, but they could not ask the monk again.

Even Chen Xun became a little frustrated.

This disaster-level copy is really different.

A monk is so powerful.

Who knows what will happen next.

"Sir, do you want to inquire about the news in the town?"

"I know a good place to go. ”

Just when Chen Xun and the others were looking worried, the driver suddenly spoke.

“Where?” Chen Xun asked.

“The Ghost Tavern.”

“On weekdays, the drunkards in the town drink in this tavern. After some guys get drunk, they will tell everything.”

“Maybe, sir, you can get the clues you want in this tavern.”

Hearing the driver’s words, Chen Xun nodded slightly.

It seems that this is the only way now.

“Then you lead the way later?” Chen Xun said, and took out a few hundred-denomination ghost money and handed it to the driver.

After the driver took the ghost money, he was overjoyed.

He looked up at the sky and said:

“Sir, I’m afraid it will take tomorrow.”

“It’s getting dark.”