Yan Luo Temple.

A 3D holographic projection of eighteen layers of hell emerges.

[Hell First Layer: (customizable.) 】

[Currently detected monsters: drowning ghosts, smiley ghosts.]

Shen Jian clicked on the first floor.

The gray space is endless.

Two ghosts walked aimlessly on the first level of hell.

The traditional eighteen layers of hell, each layer has a clear division of labor.

The first level is tongue-pulling hell.

Exclusively punish those who sow discord, slip their tongues, and speak wisely.

Drowning ghosts, smiling ghosts do not fit this point.

But now the prefecture is in ruins, and everything is simple.

It is enough to be able to suffer, not to ask too much.

Shen Jian’s mind moved.

A hearse suddenly appeared on the first level of hell.

The ghost teacher sat in the driver’s seat, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the hearse took off with a bang.

Straight towards the two ghosts.

Drowning Ghost: …

I’m super, you old sixth.

He pulled his legs and ran, and the hearse chased after him.

He fled, he chased, and they all couldn’t escape.

As the drowning ghost was knocked into the air, a wisp of yin qi was collected.

Evil deeds – 1.

Pain + max.

Hell aspect: Yin Qi +1.

[Hell Level 1: Hearse Hell (set). 】

【Hell Second Layer: (Unlockable)】

【Unlock conditions: More than 10 monsters with bad karma. 】

……

After solving the problem of eighteen floors of hell, Shen Jian returned to the rental house.

Sadako was wearing a clean white coat with black and bright shawl hair scattered down, and was crawling out of the TV little by little.

Stuff a plate of cold red grapes that have been soaked in well water into Shen Jian’s mouth.

Caring service.

Nothing to do today, arrange flowers and make jade.

Long.

Shen Jian remembered the matter.

He opens the game panel, and rows of data emerge. [Player: King Yan Luo] [Level: 10] [Identity: King Yan] [Ability: Ghost

God Coercion, Senluo Ghost Qi] [Strength: 30]

(The limit for ordinary people is 10) [

Speed: 30] [

Yin Qi: 400] [

Thriller Coin: 9300]

[Tricks: Ghost dice, ghost rope, ghost skirt, man-eating doll. 】

[Note: The player has reached level 10, out of the rookie period, the next copy is an advanced copy, clear the copy, you can open the two-star quest difficulty, you can go to the horror world. 】

[Replica countdown: 35:00]

“Two S-level evaluations went straight to level 10, out of the novice period, not bad.”

Shen Jian nodded.

In particular, I noticed the last sentence of the panel: Go to the world of horror.

The ghost county town he drove through in the Paranormal Funeral Home replica should be somewhere in the horror world.

The yin atmosphere there is very strong, and it is not suitable for living people.

Only by obtaining the identity certificate of the terrifying world can he walk safely like a ghost, which is a place that Shen Jian is very interested in.

He speculated that the world of horror is likely to have become a world of its own and become an underground house in another sense.

As the orthodox king of Hades, he was going to go on a field trip.

Bring back some souvenirs.

When it comes to getting down to business, he’s serious.

……

Following.

Shen Jian lay on the sofa.

A soft and boneless little hand on his forehead gently pressed, hanging a strand of long black hair, and the breeze blew, disturbing people’s hearts.

Nothing to do today, tick the bar and listen to the music.

Watch Miss Mary’s dressing show.

Sailor suits, maid outfits, flight attendant outfits, leather clothes show…

The slender long legs are obscured by the yin qi,

A hint of mystery. The phone is not fragrant.

He understood a question that had always puzzled him:

Weren’t they bored without mobile phones in ancient times?

Certainly not boring.

Listening to music is one of life’s great pleasures.

More advanced, there is also the girl from the priest’s workshop chanting poetry, elegant, really elegant.

Cell phone?

Something that.

“Jingle bells.”

The phone rings.

Shen Jian glanced at it.

It’s not a supernatural call, it’s not interesting.

He picked it up casually.

“Hello, is it the Paranormal Detective Agency? I suspect there are ghosts in our company.

On the phone, came the timid voice of a little girl, as if she was speaking in a low voice.

Shen Jian was stunned.

Only then did I remember that I still had a job.

On the eve of graduating from college, the system was activated, and he searched for a month to find no trick, so he chose to join a supernatural detective agency, hoping to find ghosts in this way.

However, the results can be imagined.

Pellets are not collected.

Unexpectedly, he resigned, and someone called him.

Oh, he remembered.

He secretly copied a lot of small advertisements to promote himself.

“Hey, is anyone there?”

The voice came again on the phone, and the tone was even more nervous.

“I’m here, you go on.”

Shen Jian replied casually.

“I’m not kidding, there are really ghosts in our company, since a colleague played the pen fairy game, two people have died in three days, all of them were participants who played the pen fairy game at that time.”

The female voice on the phone spoke with trepidation.

Shen Jian’s brows frowned, and he turned straight.

It’s kind of interesting.

Since he joined the Paranormal Detective Agency, he has received many similar remarks every day, but this is the first time that he has really died.

And the pen fairy game, to some extent, is also a bearer-like existence.

Tied with Sadako, Gacoconut.

He is the three resident protagonists of horror movies.

“Let’s meet and talk in person.”

Shen Jian hung up the phone, and there was a light in his eyes.

His jika soul is burning.

……

According to the location, Shen Jian soon came to an office building.

I met the Lord under the awning.

An OL girl, pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

He looked around nervously.

“You are Cai Minmin on the phone?”

Shen Jian approached and found that the girl was in a state of obvious fright, and her expression was highly nervous in the broad daylight.

“You’re from the Paranormal Detective Agency? Do you believe me? Those people didn’t believe me and thought I was mentally ill.

Cai Minmin cried and told the story.

Shen Jian also had a general understanding of the situation.

Three days ago, Cai Minmin and three other colleagues worked overtime into the evening and happened to think of playing psychic games.

The ceremony went smoothly at the beginning. I

didn’t encounter anything strange either, but when I started asking the pen fairy questions, the pen really moved.

One of the female colleagues interrupted the game directly because she was afraid.

Then it was gone.

But just two days ago… The frightened female colleague committed suicide.

Hang yourself in a room.

On the day of the incident, someone noticed that the female colleague was in a trance and clumsy, but did not take it seriously.

And a day ago, another male colleague who played the pen fairy game also died, and UU read a book www.uukanshu.com to commit suicide by jumping off a building.

The symptoms are exactly the same as those of the female colleague who hanged herself.

The soul is not reluctant, the reaction is slow for a beat, as if it has been pressed by a ghost, and his face is very ugly.

At this time, Cai Minmin realized the seriousness of the matter.

She went for help, but was considered insane.

Then I thought of various folk gods and called according to the phone number on the small advertisement.

“The little ad I put up turned out to be really useful.”

This was Shen Jian’s first thought.

“There are indeed ghosts.”

This is the second thought.

It’s not that he believes Cai Minmin’s words much, but he senses the yin qi.

Only the monster itself can bring its own yin qi.

In the real world, there are ghosts.

Obviously he hadn’t heard of it a few months ago.

Even if it is a weird recovery, this is too sudden, right? After all,

when he joined the supernatural detective agency, what he heard most was playing psychic games, breaking into ghost houses and other information, but after his judgment, it was all fake.

This time it turned out to be true.

Thriller games… Started to invade the Yang world?

Shen Jian looked serious.

This little Bi shame, how can he move so fast.

His mansion is still in ruins, and the horror world has planned to invade.

This doesn’t work.

There can only be one prefecture in the Yang world.

How can one daughter serve two husbands?

Yellow hair rolls thick.

“In addition to you, there is a male colleague alive, right?”

Shen Jian asked.

“Yes.”

“Let’s go then.”

Minmin Cai:?

She subconsciously said, “Where to go?”

“Of course, to play with the pen fairy.”



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