Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

At this moment, at the entrance of the village, young ghosts, holding hoes and axes in their hands, surrounded Chen Xun.

Their faces and necks were covered with corpse spots.

Although this is a small village, the ghosts here are not weak at all.

They are generally around level 7 or 8.

"Boss, let me control your body, I can make these guys pay for their unreasonableness."

Ying's voice sounded in Chen Xun's mind.

Chen Xun did not answer, but glanced at the two skeletons hanging at the entrance of the village.

Unexpectedly, I brought guests to take pictures, but the guests directly explained here.

Can this task be completed?

"Forget it."

Chen Xun shook his head.

I don't care about the task of taking pictures for now.

According to the prompt of the task, he may be able to get some information about the past of the town in this village.

If these people are really killed, this information will be gone.

However, it seems that these villagers should know what this curse is.

Chen Xun looked at the young ghost who was leading the villagers and said:

"What price do you want me to pay?"

"Hell money, or a lot of hell money?"

Hearing Chen Xun's words, the ghosts were stunned.

If this guy is willing to pay some hell money, it seems that it is not unforgivable.

The leading young ghost said:

"Don't be so arrogant, how much hell money can you afford to make up for the mistakes you made?"

The villagers looked at Chen Xun fiercely.

They didn't think that this human guy could come up with a lot of hell money.

Chen Xun said:

"You name a price."

The leading young ghost frowned and stretched out a finger.

"1000!"

"At least 1000 hell money!"

"Otherwise, you can't leave this village!"

The young ghost said aggressively.

Chen Xun immediately took out 20 hell money with a face value of 100.

"Is this enough?"

After seeing these ghost money, all the ghosts present were stunned.

Wow, it's 2,000 ghost money!

They worked hard in the horror world, and they only earned 1,000 ghost money at most a month.

Adding various expenses, it's good to have 200 ghost money left a month.

But Chen Xun directly took out 2,000 ghost money for them.

This is their savings for nearly a year.

The young ghost walked over carefully and took the 2,000 ghost money in his hand.

After confirming that this is real ghost money, he looked around with a confused face.

They just wanted to make trouble for Chen Xun.

And said that Chen Xun would pay the price.

But when Chen Xun took out the ghost money, they were stunned.

At the same time, some ghosts also showed a touch of greed in their eyes.

This is a remote place, and a human dared to reveal that he is so rich.

It's just like a mouse breaking into a cat's nest.

Seeking death!

Noticing the malicious eyes of these villagers, Chen Xun suddenly revealed a strong ghost aura.

These villagers were much more afraid.

"What are these curses you are talking about?" Chen Xun asked.

The young villager's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Why should I tell you?"

"A human?"

However, the next second, Chen Xun took out a stack of ghost money.

There were more than 10,000.

"One question, one stack of ghost money."

"But only the first person to answer me can get it."

Seeing this stack of ghost money, the young ghost's eyes suddenly changed from cold to stunned.

Then he widened his eyes.

This is 10,000 ghost money!

One stack is their savings for nearly five years.

But now, as long as you answer one question, you can get it.

But some ghosts still have cold eyes.

"Human, although you are quite powerful."

"It was obviously not a wise choice to show so much wealth in front of us at that time."

These ghosts clenched their ghost weapons and looked at Chen Xun coldly.

Although Chen Xun is a level 7 ghost master.

However, there are level 7 and 8 ghosts everywhere.

The number of people can kill Chen Xun.

Chen Xun smiled slightly and said:

"I believe you won't do this."

After that, a thick dark purple ghost aura suddenly emerged around Chen Xun.

Ying appeared beside Chen Xun, grinning:

"Little ghosts, you'd better be honest."

"Don't mess with our boss!"

After seeing Ying come out, these ghosts immediately stepped back a few steps, trembling all over.

They could sense that this was a tenVery scary ghost.

It can even kill all the people here instantly.

Chen Xun looked at the young ghost again and said:

"Okay, now can you tell me what curse those two people just now?"

"Answer my question, and this ghost money is yours."

Chen Xun weighed the ghost money in his hand.

Although the young ghost was afraid of Chen Xun, he still took the ghost money and said:

"You are from the town of resentful spirits, right?"

"These two people are cursed by the town of resentful spirits."

"Those who are cursed will be in pain for the rest of their lives."

"And this curse is contagious."

"When they came to our village, the village chief found out about the curse on these two people. In order to prevent the villagers from being infected, he hanged them in the village."

"But because of the curse, their souls will still return to the town of resentful spirits."

"So, these two guys will come back here every once in a while."

Hearing what the young ghost said, Chen Xun also understood something.

Are all the residents in the town cursed like this?

Who cast this curse?

What happened in the town before?

Chen Xun looked at the young ghost and continued:

"Do you know who cast this curse?"

"Why are only the residents of the Ghost Town cursed?"

After that, Chen Xun continued to take out a stack of ghost money.

The young ghost took it and continued:

"This curse seems to have been going on for a long time, and the village chief has not allowed us to contact the residents of the town, fearing that we will be infected with the curse."

"Only our village chief knows about this."

"He used to be a resident of the town."

According to what these villagers said, if you want to know what happened in the town, you have to find the village chief.

Chen Xun said:

"Where is the village chief?"

"Can you take me to see him?"

After that, Chen Xun took out another stack of ghost money.

But at this time, the young ghost hesitated.

"The village chief is old, and he doesn't seem to like seeing people from the Ghost Town."

"Usually, he often talks nonsense."

Chen Xun frowned, and then took out several more stacks of ghost money.

"Is this enough?"

The young ghost's eyes lit up when he saw the piles of paper money.

"Enough, enough."

After saying that, he also noticed the greedy eyes of other villagers and immediately said:

"Let's share these paper money later."

"Don't worry, I won't take it for myself."

After saying that, he looked at Chen Xun and said:

"Come with me."