Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

It hurts the 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 the ferocious and terrifying expression at the beginning to panic.

Then, she quickly pulled off the white cloth, turned around and ran away.

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

But this was the first time she saw a pervert who wanted to control ghosts.

no.

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

who is it!

Which bad guy put this medicinal wine on her territory.

Isn't this hurting her?

"Come back you."

Shen Jian stretched out his wrist, and the ghost rope came to life, and he pulled down two blood-stained hemp ropes.

The hemp rope fell from the sky and was accurately placed around the hanged man's neck.

Hanged man:! ! !

What the hell is this?

The hanged ghost struggled and tried to break the hemp rope, but the harder she tried, the tighter the ghost rope tightened.

The two were caught in a supernatural collision.

"Little Ma Sheng, if you dare to have a supernatural conflict with me, you are finished."

The Hanged Ghost grabbed the ghost rope and invaded bit by bit.

The next moment.

An irresistible force came.

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

Guisheng: You are stupid, I have a backer.

The hanged man panicked.

The long tongue was wrapped around the hemp rope and they used force together, but the distance was still getting closer a little bit.

No.

The air this human being exhales is vulgar.

Nothing good will happen if it falls into his hands.

soon.

The hanged ghost general was dragged forward by Shen Jian with a look of grief and anger.

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

Shen Jian exhaled a breath of hot breath.

During the tug-of-war just now, he saw that the hanged man's tongue was divided into two parts, like two flexible arms, trying to pull back.

It is rare to see such a flexible ghost tongue.

Hanged man:?

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

This is her murderous pattern and her murderous attacks.

The tongue is split in two down the middle.

Became two independent individuals.

entangled with each other.

When necessary, this is a red damask.

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

Shen Jian pointed.

Hanged man:? ? !

Strange knowledge increased.

…

Half an hour later.

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

The hanging ghost's whining voice was filled with grief and indignation.

Don't be ruthless.

This human being is so disgusting.

Shen Jian doesn't care about that much.

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

Then he was slightly startled.

The red-haired young man with the ID [Dragon and Tiger Leaping], his name has been grayed out.

This only represents one possibility in horror games.

The player has died.

A level 22 player died so quickly.

Are the weird things here so ferocious?

Shen Jian glanced at the crying hanged man and fell into deep thought.

Chat interface.

[Fang Mumu: He went to the east wing, right? Did he meet a ghost already? He died quietly? 】

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

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

Tsing Yi level fierce ghost.

If he guessed correctly, there would be a fierce ghost lingering near every betrothal gift.

The hanged ghost is infinitely close to the Tsing Yi level, and there is a Tsing Yi ghost near the golden hairpin betrothal gift.

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

very good.

He wants them all.

…

Time goes back half an hour.

Hong Mao walked through the garden and came to the east wing.

One of the houses was lit by candlelight. The candlelight was very dim and reflected faintly through the lattice windows.

open the door.

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

The redhead swallowed.

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

A male corpse wearing linen clothes walked in with his back turned.

The neck seemed to have been cut with some sharp weapon, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

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

This weird scene is really frightening.

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

At this time, the head suddenly spoke.

A pair of penetrating white eyes looked directly at the red hair.

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

Tsing Yi level fierce ghost.

This turned out to be a terrifying ghost that reached the Tsing Yi level.

No way.

He is so lucky.

Hongmao tensed up, stretched out his trembling hands, and gently held his head.

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

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

Hongmao 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 sinister smile.

Did you make it?

Hongmao thought so.

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

"The angle you took it from is still two centimeters off."

The headless ghost said.

He stretched out his hands and picked it gently, and the red-haired head fell off.

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

There was no more movement.

"Hey Hey……"

The headless ghost chuckled silently, and his head fell on the red-haired headless body again. He was held in both hands, and the wailing sound continued to sound like tears and resentment:

"Who can help me connect my head..."

…

"This is the east wing, right?"

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

Open the door and you can see everything in the house.

This is a women's wing room. In addition to a bed, there is only a dressing table by the window.

On the dressing table, there is a golden hairpin.

It was no more than the thickness of a finger, made entirely of gold, and engraved with a golden flower.

It is a kind of gold jewelry that is inserted into a woman's hair when she gets married.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "a golden hairpin reflects a beautiful face".

[Obtain an important prop - a golden hairpin. 】

[Task Tips: Jin Chai is only allowed to be one person. 】

Looking at the notes on the panel, Shen Jian put away the gold hairpin.

Lost in thought.

Where are the ghosts?

What about such a big ghost!

Why didn't he see that.

Tap tap tap...

At this time, a headless corpse wearing modern clothes walked in with his back turned.

Blood was still flowing down his neck.

Shen Jian was startled.

This dress must be that of the red-haired one of the four grooms.

The headless corpse turned around.

The headless ghost opened his eyes, slowly raised the head in his hand, and looked directly at Shen Jian.

"can you help me?"

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

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

The headless ghost wailed:

"Help..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Shen Jian snatched the head away.

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

"Does this melon of yours stay ripe?"

Headless Ghost:? ? ?

Are you here to cause trouble?

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 at once.

Then he got angry.

Damn it, your special mother-in-law dares to knock me.

You are dead!

If you don’t take off your head today, my headless ghost’s name will be written backwards.