Can you do some personnel work?

"Ow~"

On the contrary, Zhang Fa and the others muttered heartlessly and directly finalized the itinerary after the checkpoint was over.

No matter what you say, you can't cook at home anymore, otherwise you will definitely be beaten by Su Zitu until you don't even know your own mother!

It took a few minutes for Qin Zheng to finally calm down, and the ghost-suppressing order attached to his chest was weakly hung back on his waist.

It was just unexpected that the bartender's uniform showed no sign of being burned or damaged, instead it seemed to have ignored the clothes and directly branded it on his chest.

As Qin Zheng pulled down his neckline, he could clearly see the exact same imprint of the Ghost Suppressing Order left on his chest.

"What is the use of this mark?"

[To put it simply, the man and the machine will automatically find themselves after being separated by more than three meters, the kind that even ghosts can't stop]

Qin Zheng: "???"

That's it?I thought I got some terrible signs at the price of pain, but this is the end? !

"never mind?"

Seeing Qin Zheng's strange expression, Su Zitu asked with some doubts.

"Almost, at least now it's not a big problem to deal with the ghosts in this museum."

Qin Zheng stood up from the ground as he spoke, and after dusting off his clothes, he turned around and locked onto Lin Anshen in the crowd.

This guy has followed all the way, and he always feels malicious.

I didn't dare to move before, but now I have strengthened it, it's time to solve it!

Sensing Qin Zheng's benevolent gaze, Lin An's eyelids twitched deeply, and the ghosts residing in his body seemed to sense danger, and instinctively controlled his body to retreat.

The ghosts that had been suppressed by the ghost suppressing order became active again at this moment, and the light in the entire exhibition hall became dimmed.

Without giving Qin Zheng and the others a chance to pursue, Lin Anshen's body turned into countless paints and scattered on the ground, disappearing without a trace.

"Hint, where did that guy go?"

[Turn left to the bedroom in the third oil painting, because of Lin Anshen's entry, all the ghosts in the oil painting will become extremely dangerous, please be careful with the host]

Qin Zheng's footsteps stopped, and he resolutely gave up the idea of ​​​​taking him under the knife.

It's the last moment, so don't be greedy for swords, otherwise, if something happens, your equipment will be upgraded for nothing.

"Is there any plan for the future?"

Zheng Xiang couldn't help asking, he and Mao Shishi were busy earning extra money at Qin Zheng's side, they hadn't done anything yet, and they didn't know how the other players were progressing.

Even Mao Shishi looked at Qin Zheng expectantly, but he just returned a thousand ghosts, if there is a chance, he should earn it back no matter what!

"Then it's time to get down to business. Find Lin Tushen and end this checkpoint."

Qin Zheng said solemnly, his eyes kept scanning every oil painting in the exhibition hall.

Lin Tushen's movement trajectory was too chaotic, so that the reminder could not be completely locked, so he could only think of other ways to block that guy.

"Separate action?"

"No, it's still a team. I'm worried that Lin Tushen may not be able to detain a single player at all, and it's easy to overturn."

Qin Zheng shook his head, not to mention that the ghosts in the oil painting have collectively become more terrifying, and it is easier to take care of them together.

Regarding this, Miao Sankuang and the others had no objection, they just looked at the two bastards one by one.

"Why are you looking at us at this time?"

"You don't want to keep following, do you?"

"Qin Daxian has already said, to act as a team, we naturally have to follow!"

"Ah yes yes yes!!"

The two yelled confidently, they had already found out, following this group of people, they felt extremely safe, and even earned tips and extra money, the devil would be willing to run away.

On the contrary, once you keep your distance from them, all kinds of terrorist attacks will continue, and sooner or later something will happen.

Not to mention that it was almost the end of what Qin Zheng said, and if he still wanted to run at this time, he would definitely die on the spot!

Su Zitu and the others gave them a sidelong glance, without saying a word, but handed over the decision to Qin Zheng.

"Follow if you want, just don't interfere with us. If there are some troubles caused by you, I will make Su Zitu all smashed and sold to the grocery store later."

"..."

The eyelids of Mao Shisi and Zheng Xiang jumped in unison, and they agreed honestly and sincerely.

Don't think so much, just follow the thighs!

Seeing that the two guys were still cooperating, Qin Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and then led the team to wander around the exhibition hall.

It's just that during their wandering, the number of other players still alive in the exhibition hall is less than double digits...

Not far from Qin Zheng and the others, a player had already been nailed to the cross of the oil painting. Even after death, there was still an expression of indescribable horror on his face.

And a big hole was pulled out of his abdomen, and when the blood flowed out crazily, a pair of pale hands stretched out from it strangely.

Followed by a wet head, the empty eyes under the dirty hair are staring at the phantom figures nearby...

On a certain oil painting on the second floor, several players unexpectedly appeared, each of them sat on some luxurious seats with fearful expressions, and played the violin in their hands uncontrollably.

The violin is made of unknown materials, but the top of it is without exception a baby's head that has not yet fully grown.

Every time the player pulls the string, there will be a burst of harsh laughter from the baby's head, which is particularly frightening in the empty hall.

No matter how poor the skills of a few players are, or how ugly the sound of the violin is, it doesn't look like anything happened.

But when a certain player seemed to touch the rules, his head fell to the ground without warning.

The head rolled farther and farther until it sank into the darkness, but the remaining headless corpse showed no sign of stopping, continuing to play the violin mechanically.

But this time, the tune is extraordinarily beautiful and moving, which seems out of place amidst a burst of harsh noise...

276. What’s the matter with this feeling that only you can’t do it?

pat-

Another head fell to the ground, and the blood almost stained the ground under his feet.

The head still rolled uncontrollably into the darkness, and no one knew where it went, but the remaining headless corpse made the players feel chills.

At this time, there was not much noise in the hall, and the melody played by the headless corpses was so beautiful that people could not help but immerse themselves in it.

The only surviving player looked tremblingly at the corpses around him, his hands were already extremely stiff, and he didn't dare to synchronize with these tunes at all.

But no matter how careful he was, when a certain tone was issued on the small reminder, his head fell to the ground uncontrollably...

As the players in the oil painting were completely wiped out, the entire oil painting was covered by a layer of shadow.

In the next second, a pair of pretty hands slowly stretched out from it, so delicate and perfect that they seemed to have no connection with ghosts at all.

And when Qin Zheng and the others passed by, they also noticed this pair of hands slowly stretching out, and their expressions suddenly became a little dangerous.

Without any reminder, the bricks, watermelon knife, and shovel quickly greeted them. While cutting off one hand, Su Zitu grabbed the other hand, trying to drag the ghost out of it.

But the ghost was obviously fully aware of the horror outside, struggling frantically, but retracted into the oil painting, and there was no sign of coming out again.

On the contrary, the ghostly hand that was cut off twitched a few times, but it didn't move at all, but still had a terrifying ghostly aura.

"Became a cursed thing?"

Zhang Fa looked at the severed hand in surprise.

Originally thought that Qin Zheng's stop was just to deal with the ghosts, but he didn't expect that there would be additional gains.

"The hands themselves are cursed objects, but unfortunately only one was taken down, the effect will be much stronger if you add another one."

Qin Zheng said casually, and immediately put the ghost hand away.

Although the ghost hand is not of much use to him, he can go to the grocery store and sell it for a lot of money!

"Is there no trace of Lin Tushen here?"

"It appeared, but it ran away again, so I have to keep looking."

Qin Zheng shook his head. That guy was much more slippery than he imagined, but he didn't seem to be returning to an oil painting repeatedly, and he should be able to lock it in the end.

But just when he was about to continue walking, the warning sound of the reminder resounded in vain——

[An extremely dangerous ghost has been detected, which is suitable as a promotion option for the host. It is located on the second floor after turning right 10 meters away, and the statue is diagonally opposite. Please deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise the ghost will die if too many players die there. Exceeding the processing capacity of the host team]

"Is there such a ghost?"

Qin Zheng was stunned for a moment. He thought it would be outrageous to have a mimic ghost, but he didn't expect there to be one.

If Lin Anshen is left alone, won't he be able to create a bunch of ghost-level gadgets sooner or later?

[This ghost has the ability to create a clone of the original ghost. The clone is exactly the same as the original ghost, but it cannot create other clones. It has the ability to suppress other strange things. Once the main body dies, it can be resurrected with the help of the clone without any loss, but there is a cooling time]

[Every time a player is killed, the number of clones of the ghost will increase accordingly. At present, the number of ghosts has not increased, and it is still within the tolerance of the team]

"Can it be resurrected with the help of a clone?"

Qin Zheng's eyes lit up immediately. This thing is almost as life-saving as a camera, which increases the chance of trial and error.

If you encounter a ghost-level level, you can save a photo of yourself in the camera, and then make another one to hide, even if you die, you can resurrect and continue the wave!

"Everyone, come to live."

"Another cursed thing?"

Zhang Fa's expression suddenly brightened, I won't be sleepy if you say this.

"There is a special ghost that needs to be imprisoned, which is my best choice for promotion."

"Yeah, it's almost here on your side."

Zhang Fa also realized that besides Feng, Qin Zheng also happened to be suitable for promotion in this level.

That's not right, Feng Wai was promoted to a half-fierce ghost, and Qin Zheng could also be promoted to a ghost messenger soon, Zitu was cursed by a ghost, and she would be ridiculously strong, San Kuang heard Qin Zheng say that her combat power was far superior to her own above.

What's the matter with this feeling that you can't do it yourself?

It shouldn't be! ! !

Do I want to go further and further on the road of being a krypton gold player that everyone envies, sitting on thousands of holy relics, smashing people with props every day?

Although this is indeed very cool, but I am also self-motivated anyway!

"Qin Zheng! Is there any way for me to strengthen it? I also want to improve! You are almost promoted from a ghost to a ghost, and I have nothing to do!"

Zhang Fa quickly yelled, his face was full of horror, if he was really at the bottom, this guy Feng Wai might ask him to settle the previous score!

The sense of crisis surged up all at once! !

Seeing this guy suddenly flustered, the corners of Qin Zheng's mouth twitched involuntarily. Is there something wrong with you, a player with a mobile arsenal on your back?

"Not yet, just wait a little longer, so many cursed things harvested this time are enough for you to use for a long time."

Qin Zheng rolled his eyes angrily, you are the richest person in the audience, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

Zhang Fa curled his lips when he heard the words, he would occasionally feel a little uneasy about the holy relics after using them for a long time.

Of course, it's not impossible to persuade myself to get rid of this unnecessary anxiety, but I still want to work hard anyway!

In this way, in the future, I might still find those guys who splashed red paint on my house to beat me back!

I Zhangfa, absolutely can not fall again!

Ignoring the guy who suddenly made a fuss, Qin Zheng led the crowd to the second floor.

At the same time, Zheng Xiang and Mao Shishi, who were at the end, couldn't help showing a bewildered look on their faces——

"Qin Zheng...is he still a errand?"

"Is this a fucking errand? The ghost errand is not as outrageous as him!"

Zheng Xiang's whole body is not well, what kind of horrible start is this?

Everyone else is working hard at the same starting line. Did this guy just set the starting line at the finish line? !

"Was Boss Bai so fierce when he was still on a bad day?"

"How is it possible? Have you ever seen a ghost make a ghost kneel down when meeting, and lead a group of people with a shovel to beat the ghost violently like a black society? The key ghost still can't resist!"

"However, after Boss Bai was upgraded to a ghost guard, he started beating the ghost alone, which is different from other ghost guards..."