Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

The content that Chen Xun filled in in this contract was basically a contract to sell one's body.

And it was a lifelong contract.

After reading the contract, the gambler looked particularly reluctant.

"Little ghost, I advise you to sign it. It's not a loss to follow our boss." Ying looked at the gambler and sneered.

"No, I won't sign it no matter what you say!" The ghost turned his face away and said.

Ying reminded again:

"Sign it, and you will get paid."

The gambler still had a stern face:

"No... Huh? What did you say?"

"With a salary?"

Ying nodded and said:

"Of course."

"After signing the contract with our boss, no matter what level of ghost you are, you can get a ghost money as a reward every month."

After hearing the word ghost money, the gambler's eyes widened, and then said:

"How much ghost money a month?"

Ying smiled and said:

"For your level, at least one million ghost money."

"One million?!" After hearing this number, the gambler's face instantly showed an expression of disbelief.

That's millions of ghost money. Although he is a ghost king, even if he is employed by some nobles, he can only get more than 100,000 ghost money a month at most.

But this human, a million ghost money at a time.

And it's a lifetime system.

This doesn't seem unacceptable.

Thinking of this, he looked at Chen Xun and suddenly became polite.

"This, is it given every month?"

Chen Xun nodded:

"Every month, and there is a performance bonus at the end of the year. If there is anything important that requires your help, you can get extra rewards."

This is already the most legitimate consumption amount that Chen Xun can get from the system.

After hearing what Chen Xun said, the gambler took a breath.

It's fine to have ghost money every month, but there is also performance at the end of the year, and even other rewards.

This...

He suddenly felt that he was a little ungrateful just now.

How could this be a contract for him?

This is clearly a benefit for him!

"Okay, okay, I will sign a contract with you right now, I will sign a contract with you right now."

As he said, the gambler immediately bit his finger and dripped a drop of black blood on the ghost contract.

Finally, the contract was successfully signed, and Chen Xun looked at the gambler and said:

"The thing you said is in the hands of the guy in cell 34 on the 3rd floor?"

The gambler nodded and said:

"Yes, sir."

"But that guy has a weird temper. Do you want me to help you win that thing back?"

The gambler said, looking like he wanted to show off.

Chen Xun's eyes swept over the gambler, and then said:

"No, you should gamble less in the future."

If the gambler had good luck, he would not be hiding here with a lot of debts now.

Besides, gambling is actually not related to luck.

It's either probability or cheating.

After saying that, Chen Xun turned around and left the cell.

"That sir, be careful."

"That guy is much better than me."

After saying that, the gambler watched Chen Xun's back disappear into the room, still thinking about how to spend the money after Chen Xun gave it to him?

Yes, I have to win back all the money I lost before!

......

I came to the third floor, in front of the door of cell 34.

At this moment, the door was open, and a ghost was already standing outside the cell, holding a cigarette in his hand, smoking happily.

It turned out to be a third-level ghost king.

The flesh all over his body was rotting, and red blood kept flowing out of his body and dripping on the floor.

Even the blood was like a stream, flowing towards the stairs.

And in his hand, he was holding a wooden box.

The style of this wooden box was the same as that of the ghost king in prison No. 4 yesterday.

Chen Xun's eyes stopped on the wooden box, and then the bleeding ghost looked over.

"Little ghost, what are you looking at?"

"This thing, do you want it?"

The bloody ghost took a puff of cigarette, and smoke came out from all directions of his head.

It was as if the whole head was wrapped in these smoke.

Chen Xun nodded and said:

"This thing was lost to you by my little brother downstairs, but it is very important to me."

Hearing Chen Xun's words, the corners of the bloody ghost's mouth suddenly showed a weird smile:

"Hehe, I didn't expect that guy to be so spineless that he actually recognized a humanAs the eldest brother? "

"You want this thing?"

"I won't give it to you."

After saying that, the bloody ghost glanced at Chen Xun again, and then said:

"But if you really want it, there is a chance."

"Maybe, I can exchange it with your brain or heart."

As he said that, the bloody ghost licked his lips, with a greedy look in his eyes.

Chen Xun didn't bother to pay attention to the ghost's expression.

This kind of thing has long been common in the horror world.

Finally, Chen Xun looked at the bloody ghost and said:

"If you don't have a heart, how about something else?"

"For example, ghost money?"

"Or, let's take a gamble?"

However, the bloody ghost took a deep breath of the cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke immediately enveloped his entire head.

Then he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it.

"Little ghost, do you think I'm the idiot on the second floor? ”

“Can I play gambling?”

“It’s funny, every time I gamble with that guy on the second floor, I always cheat to win.”

“He loses every time, and I can’t find the reason.”

“He’s really stupid, I don’t know how he got to be the ghost king.”

After saying that, the bleeding ghost took the wooden box in his palm and said:

“This thing has been reserved by other ghosts.”

“And the price is not affordable for you.”

“You’d better get out of here, I won’t bother with you.”

Hearing this, Chen Xun said:

“Oh, how much ghost money did that guy pay?”

“I can double it.”

In terms of price, Chen Xun felt that there was nothing he couldn’t buy.

He was not afraid of others offering high prices, but he was afraid that others would not buy.

The bleeding ghost sneered:

“Ten thousand!”

“Ten thousand ghost money.” "

"Of course, he didn't pay with ghost money, but cigarettes."

"You know, ghost money is not omnipotent sometimes."

"In this prison, cigarettes are the real hard currency for people like us, and you may not be able to buy them even if you have money."

"You have to queue up!"

"And it depends on the mood of the prison warden!"

"Tsk tsk, the prison warden, even if you are the ghost king, may not give you face and help you bring those cigarettes in."

"So, cigarettes can't be bought with money."

"I'm addicted, and I can't stop without two or three packs a day."

"However, the guy who traded with me has a good relationship with the prison warden, and he can always get a lot of cigarettes. And he can give ten packs of cigarettes in exchange for this thing in my hand."

"Can you?"