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

Chapter 9 Tricky Rope: I am not a human, you are a real dog

"What a coincidence. I am your companion, and I am also the one who robbed you."

Shen Jian is very familiar with himself.

The fellow villagers burst into tears when they saw the fellow villagers.

The sick man was stunned for a moment.

He didn't seem to expect that any human would dare to make fun of him.

Shouldn't a normal person's reaction be to spend money to ward off the disaster, and hand over the thriller coins to him to make a fortune?

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The sick ghost couldn't help but said.

Shen Jian glanced at him: "To be honest, you are a bit weak."

"..."

The sick man's expression froze for a moment, and then he became furious.

His face was sallow and discolored, like a patient in a hospital bed. He felt like he was dying of illness at any moment. He walked a little unsteadily, and his movements while smoking a dry cigarette were getting faster and faster.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

A violent coughing sound came from the sick ghost.

That's an attack.

A supernatural attack.

All players were horrified.

In the coughing sound, they heard a heavy sound. It was clearly sounding in the distance, but the sound rang in their minds.

Because of this, it makes people feel particularly scary.

It was a sly attacking.

The local monsters in the dungeon have mastered a certain killing pattern.

If you can't resist it, you will die directly.

Too reckless.

The local monsters are all neutral lineups. As long as the players don't take the initiative to provoke them, these monsters will not take action. But once they are provoked, the strength of these monsters is even more dangerous than the dungeon itself.

"You squirted on me, don't you need to be more hygienic?"

Shen Jian looked disgusted and raised his hand to punch him.

Specially slapped in the face.

The coughing stopped.

The cigarette pole was also blown away.

The sick man covered his face in confusion, and the left side of his face was dented.

It was like hitting a corpse.

"you……"

The sick ghost was furious and coughed again.

Shen Jian's face was expressionless and he punched symmetrically.

boom!

"Ouch!"

The sick man screamed and covered his face with his hands.

This young man has no martial ethics.

Just as he was about to curse, he was greeted by another fist from Shen Jian.

"you wanna die!"

boom!

"asshole!"

Over and over again, the sick ghost got angry and bullied Gui, right? Believe it or not, old man, I just lay down?

Bang bang bang!

"I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, don't fight."

boom!

"I've already apologized, why are you still hitting me?"

The sick man with a bruised nose and swollen face suddenly felt aggrieved.

"Sorry, it just happened."

Shen Jian is unapologetic.

It’s great to have no restrictions on newcomers.

Anyone who beats the dungeon staff will not receive a warning.

The sick man felt even more aggrieved.

I want to crouch down and hide in a corner.

Humans are terrible.

"Do you still want me to give you money?"

Shen Jian looked down at the sick man, his fists felt itchy again.

The sick man shivered: "No, no, please come in, just treat yourself as your own home."

Players:...

Everyone was confused.

Brother, your style of painting is wrong.

Even if you are an experienced player, fighting against enemies is too shocking.

If the horror game was so simple, how could it have such a high mortality rate?

Especially the thin young man and the girl with glasses, their eyes widened as if they were unimaginable.

Is this using some kind of prop?

But the effect of this prop is a bit too strong.

"Don't worry, I have something else to ask you."

As he walked into the hotel, Shen Jian asked: "Since you are the boss, you should know who the deceased is, right? Tell me everything you know."

Sick Ghost:......

Brother, you’re looking for bugs and you’ve got it on my head.

If you can't beat me, I'll have to cough twice for you.

The sick ghost said cautiously: "There are three deceased, two of whom were frequent guests of the hotel. I guess they were cheating on each other, and the mistress came to kill them."

"I can't tell, but you are quite gossipy."

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

The sick ghost sneered: "The main reason is that the woman is pregnant. I saw that she was having enough fun, so I paid more attention to her."

The player following behind took out a questionnaire.

In these two short sentences, at least two problems are solved.

Question 1: What was the relationship between the deceased?

Lovers and couples.

Question 2: Was the death a homicide or a suicide?

Lover was killed, wife was killed, husband committed suicide?

Shen Jian continued to ask: "Do you know how they died?"

The sick ghost briefly recalled: "The sufferer was carrying a roll of hemp rope and a bottle of sulfuric acid."

Question 3: What was the cause of death?

Hang yourself? Poison?

"Where's the body?"

"One is on the third floor, one is on the second floor, and one is in the storage room."

Question 4: Where is the body?

Third floor, second floor, storage room.

Basically all solved.

Everyone was shocked.

Before entering the hotel, the answer basically came out.

When did thriller games become so simple!

The tall and powerful man murmured: "This is too simple."

Several people glanced at Shen Jian at the front.

Simple?

Simple indeed.

But it cannot be copied.

To do this, you need to beat up a trickster.

Who has this ability?

Who is this [King Yama]?

It's too strong.

"I'll go to the third floor and bring the body out."

Entering the hotel, the lean young man immediately expressed his opinion.

The girl with glasses pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and said, "I'll go to the storage room."

There are three dead people, three corpses, and three groups of players. You can tell without looking that one group is responsible for the other.

Several soldiers were divided into three groups.

What is left for Shen Jian is the second floor.

"Brother Legs, let me explore the way."

Wang Chen took the lead and expressed his opinion immediately.

As a player who has passed one or two dungeons, Wang Chen understands that supernatural events may occur anywhere in the dungeon.

Especially where the bodies were.

The possibility of something supernatural happening is close to 100%.

His positioning is clear.

Help Brother Leg explore the way, even if there is danger, Shen Jian will save him.

Otherwise, if his thigh gets cold first, he will definitely get cold next.

Wang Chen carefully came to the room on the second floor.

Pushing open a crack in the door, a gust of cold wind blew into the house along the crack. As the crack in the door opened wider, everything inside came into view.

A hanging body faced the door.

Because the wind blew in, the dangling toes were shaking.

The distance between one person and one corpse is less than thirty centimeters, almost within touching distance.

Wang Chen was horrified.

A chill ran down my back.

This scene is so scary.

If he opened the door wider, he might come into close contact with the corpse.

This would scare people to death.

At the moment when the door opened, a blood-stained hemp rope was suddenly pulled from Wang Chen's invisible head. The hemp rope was put around Wang Chen's neck at an extremely fast speed, and then tightened instantly, pulling the person out of thin air. Hanged up.

Suspended in mid-air.

The whole process took less than a second, and Wang Chen couldn't react at all.

The feeling of suffocation and pain swept over me instantly.

Different from ordinary hanging, Wang Chen's eyes turned white the moment he was hung up, and the temperature of his body dropped rapidly, directly showing that he was on the verge of death in 10 minutes.

Without the ability to counterattack, he will die after three seconds.

At the critical moment, one hand directly grabbed the hemp rope.

With a strong tug, the hemp rope broke and disappeared.

Wang Chen fell to the ground, his face turned red, and he coughed violently.

His heart palpitated.

He almost died just now.

This one-star copy is extremely difficult.

The fatality rate is very high.

But the crisis is not over.

Another bloody hemp rope came down.

It just hit Shen Jian's neck.

The hemp rope tightened and lifted.