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

Rooftop.

The couple's faces turned pale and completely lost their color.

The heavy footsteps in the corridor did not sound like living people.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One after another, the sound of metal colliding and the strong muffled sound, accompanied by the fear of approaching death, trampled on their hearts one after another.

They can already imagine it.

A tall, inhuman monster, carrying a hammer bigger than their heads, was grinning ferociously, approaching tonight's prey with fire and lightning.

Husband, what should we do? What should we do? Our heads will be smashed by this murderer, our brains will be pulled out, and we will be crushed into pulp. Please think of a way quickly.

man:……

Fuck, I had just raised my fighting spirit, but when you said that, I was fighting like hell, and I wasn’t delivering food to others.

He listened carefully to what was going on downstairs.

The hammer was dragging the ground, making a constant clanging sound like a life-destroying talisman. It frightened him and at the same time made him violent.

The two are now hiding behind a load-bearing pillar.

His eyes only dared to glance.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Soon we were on the roof.

This made the two of them dare not even breathe.

Especially when the Hammer Murderer walked to the front load-bearing pillar, their hearts were in their throats.

but.

The footsteps only paused for a moment before walking in other directions, seemingly not discovering them.

Next, after the other party searched around on the roof of the building, he left just like that.

Listen to the sound fading away.

The two people who survived the disaster hugged each other and cried with joy.

Uuuuuuuuuuuah, hubby, you scared me to death. We survived. We don't want to escape this time.

The man also breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. The clothes on his back were soaked, and his whole face was covered with sweat.

Just wipe it.

A tissue was handed from behind.

It is clean and soft, with a fresh fragrance.

Thank you. The man subconsciously took it, wondering when his wife bought this brand of tissues.

Ah, husband, what did you say?

I said thank you for bringing me... the man's voice stopped abruptly.

His wife was obviously in front of him.

Why did the hand handing out the tissue come out from behind?

His eyes widened, his throat rolled, and he turned around stiffly.

in the dark.

A human face emerged.

The woman also noticed something was wrong.

Turn your head.

then……

Ahhh!

thump.

The woman fainted and fell to the ground.

He looked like he was stunned.

Yes, it's you, you are the Hammer Murderer.

The man was equally terrified.

Because he recognized the figure behind him.

He was wearing a white windbreaker, with a hemp rope wrapped around his wrist, and a blood-stained hammer in his hand.

The hammer killer is Shen Jian.

at this time.

Shen Jian also restrained his grin.

A thoughtful look.

Obviously you can handle it all by yourself, but you still come up with two plans. The little snow ghost also walked out at this time, not knowing how to react to Shen Jian's mischievous behavior of playing tricks on the ghost.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

How can this be the same? What if a child is present and leaves a psychological shadow? At that time, you can only appear, play a guest role as the white devil, and take the opportunity to kidnap the little girl.

It's the White Witch, the White Witch, the White Devil is too ugly.

Little Snow Ghost retorted with a pout.

Okay, White Devil.

Shen Jian teased, and then said seriously: Do you feel anything is wrong?

Little Snow Ghost was confused at this time and said: They seem to be unaware of their identity as ghosts and still regard themselves as human beings. Otherwise, even if they were frightened, they shouldn't be able to scare a white-clothed ghost to the point of fainting.

Don't they know they are ghosts?

The man looked at the two people who came out in horror, What are you talking about? What kind of ghosts.

Shen Jian carried the man.

We arrived at a place on the roof where water damage had accumulated.

Take a photo, you don't look like a human being.

Shen Jian, the old Shinto.

man:……

Fuck, if you say I don’t look like a human being, aren’t you two even less so?

Ghosts shout to catch ghosts, right?

With this emotion, the man looked at the water stain.

A face that was severely soaked in water, bloated, and the whole face was soft and lumpy came into the man's eyes.

Ahhhhh.

The man screamed in horror.

This is me? No, this is impossible. How could this be me? I'm dead? I'm dead? I'm...dead.

To the end.

The man's eyes have darkened.

The voice became deeper and deeper, and the tone became more and more sinister.

A strange bloody newspaper fell from the man's face out of thin air.

I remembered that I had been dead a long time ago. I was brutally killed by my elder brother because I witnessed him killing the dog egg, and then he disguised it as an accident and threw it into the lake.

The man murmured.

He raised his head again, with a grin on his face.

You're also a ghost, I'm not afraid of you.

boom.

What greeted his confident words was a blow to the head.

Shen Jian held up the mourning stick and knocked the opponent unconscious with a bang.

A white-clothed ghost already looked down upon him too much with a mourning stick.

Shen Jian picked up the bloody newspaper that fell on the ground.

There are several lines of words written crookedly on it.

You're not dead!

You're not dead!

You're not dead!

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

It was this thing that made the couple always think that they were still alive and still regarded themselves as human beings.

Forcibly rewriting Li Gui's thinking, this supernatural power is very special.

Shen Jian became somewhat interested.

gone.

Shen Jian said casually.

The couple was stuffed into sacks.

Little Snow Ghost:......

After scaring the ghost, forcing others to admit their identity, and then giving them a blow when they are most confident, and finally adhering to the principle of not wasting, putting the other person in the sack.

You just have to worry about it!

At this time, Xiaoxuegui remembered what Shen Jian said about teaching her to become a master of exorcism.

She felt that it was better to be the scary one than to be scared.

What are you thinking about?

Shen Jian passed by her.

The little snow ghost looked at him in a daze and asked.

I'm thinking that I don't fit in with you because I'm not perverted enough.

What Xiaoxuegui was talking about was naturally Shen Jian's series of actions.

It doesn't matter, I will teach you to be a pervert.

Shen Jian patted her shoulder and comforted her.

Little Snow Ghost:......

I always felt that what Shen Jian said didn't mean the same thing as what she said.

…

Finished dealing with the couple.

Shen Jian returned to the previous villa again, wanting to find the little girl to comfort her.

After all, if nothing else happens, her parents will never come back.

He couldn't stand this.

A family must be neat and tidy.

Shen Jian came to another villa.

open the door.

The little girl stood in the middle of the living room, her head lowered, with a scary look on her face.

The little snow ghost was startled.

At this time, a part of the little girl's head was dented, as if she had suffered a sudden impact. Drops of water were dripping all over her body, and the cold aura she exuded made the whole house feel like an ice cellar.

Uncle, where is my family?

The little girl asked in a dark voice.

Oh, they went out beforehand. Shen Jian smiled kindly and even extended a hand: Let's go, uncle will take you to meet them.

deliver?

The little girl is on guard.

Yes, they went to another world and became stars in the sky, watching you from above. There is no pain there...

Having said this, Shen Jian paused for a moment. The eighteen levels of hell seemed indeed painful, but this was only a minor problem.

A well-organized family is happiness.

There is only beauty there. As long as you don't resist, uncle can send you to see them.

little girl:? ? ?

She couldn't hold it back: Uncle, I am twelve years old, not two.

The other person seemed to think she was a fool.

In rural areas, you can have a baby at the age of fifteen.

Can she still not know the meaning of another world?

Return the stars in the sky, launch the urn of his parents into the sky, and watch him from the sky, right?

Shen Jian was a little surprised.

I see you play well with Goudan, but you don't look very smart. Are you so easy to deceive?

little girl:……

Are you polite?

She couldn't help it.

This uncle was just teasing her.

If you do this, he will resist.

The little girl said gloomily.

who?

I can't say that if I say it, he should recover, otherwise we will all die.

The little girl crossed her arms, fear flashing in her eyes.

But if you don't say it now, you might die now.

Shen Jian also said seriously.

little girl:!

No way.

How can you do this to me at such a young age?

yes……

The words have not yet finished.

There was a rustling sound outside.

Shen Jian looked back.

The newspaper man has already rushed over with his ghost sister-in-law and Goudan.

What's going on? Xiaoxiao, where are your parents? And the guests, why are you at my niece's house this late at night?

The newspaper man's eyes were wary.

Shen Jian had no expression on his face, took out some things and threw them out.

That's a piece of sleeve.

There are men's and women's models.

Still stained with blood.

They are my brother's clothes, and those of my younger siblings.

The newspaper man had a solemn face, and a cold resentment began to emanate from his body.

Did you kill my brothers and sisters?

Don't you think my brother's family are all ghosts? I've verified it for you.

Shen Jian responded.

They are indeed ghosts. In your opinion, your son and your wife are also ghosts. What about you? Who are you?

The newspaper man was stunned.

He said suspiciously: What do you mean by this? You don't think I am a ghost, do you? How is this possible? I live carefully just to not attract the attention of these evil ghosts. I am a living person.

Shen Jian was silent.

He took out the bloody newspaper that fell from his uncle's face.

Does it look familiar? Does it match the missing part in your newspaper?

Don't say it, uncle. The little girl's eyes were horrified and she shouted hurriedly.

The words have not yet finished.

A monstrous Yin Qi suddenly swept out.

The newspaper man looked at the blood-stained newspaper, and an identical bloody newspaper fell out of his face.

There are dense words written on it:

You didn't kill Zhong Lan.

You didn't kill Goudan.

You didn't kill my brother.

You didn't kill your sister-in-law.

You didn't kill Xiaoxiao.

You are human and you have a wonderful family.

As the bloody newspaper fell, the man's face became more and more terrifying.

Hehehe, human, you are dead.

The newspaper ghost roared angrily.

There were tears of blood flowing from his eyes.