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

Uncle, have you seen my heart? My heart is gone.

The little boy spoke.

It makes a crisp and childish voice, and anyone who hears it will think that this is a very cute child, staring at Kazilan's big eyes, as if begging for a lollipop.

But at this time.

Everyone present was dead.

Red!

The little boy in front of him was clearly a red-clad fierce ghost.

At the same time, he was also the “dead” in the first seven funerals.

Everyone panicked.

Even the ancient instructor is no exception.

He is the instructor of the Magic City, so he is naturally deeply impressed by players of the level of the city leader. He has personally witnessed an A-level supernatural incident that wreaked havoc in the Magic City and was imprisoned by the city leader within ten minutes.

However, when he asked if the other party had the ability to suppress the red-coated level ghosts on his own, the city manager told him that unless he inherited a ghost king-level supernatural power, no matter how powerful a four-star player was, he could only compete. , and could not be suppressed, let alone imprisoned or even completely let the evil spirit crash.

And what was in front of them now was a fierce ghost of this level.

Just then.

Shen Jian, who was still in the Gongtai, stepped out without knowing when.

Blocked in front of all players.

this moment.

Even the two girls Tang Xin, who were not familiar with Shen Jian, looked shocked.

This back view.

Really like dad.

In times of crisis, you can protect them from wind and rain.

Fangyuan is right.

Shen Jian is indeed a breath of fresh air in horror games and the light of humanity.

Even if a red-clothed level ghost comes face to face, he will not hesitate to stand in front of others and face the most terrifying attack from the ghost.

This is a noble person.

until……

Shen Jian walked out with excitement on his face and said the same scary words.

Uncle has never seen your heart.

Do you think this is a good idea? Tell your uncle what your heart looks like, and then leave your contact information. When I get a similar heart next time, I can let you pick it up.

Click.

Everyone just felt like something was broken inside.

(noble) crossed out.

little boy:? ? ?

A dull moment flashed across his little head.

dig?

It seems that I should be the one to use this term.

No need to bother, uncle, isn't your heart just right?

soon.

The little boy smiled sinisterly again.

While talking, he walked towards this side step by step.

Under the longevity clothes, a blood hole became increasingly clear, dripping with blood, and the more you looked at it, the more your scalp felt numb.

Faintly, they even had the urge to take out their hearts and fill the little boy's wounds.

You kid, you are wrong. I had my heart replaced not long ago. People who meet me say that I have no conscience and no heart. Speaking of which, you just lack a heart. I not only lack a heart, but also have a heartless heart. The heart is gone, but the lungs are missing.”

Speaking of which.

Shen Jian began to look at the little boy in turn, his eyes becoming more and more dangerous.

Kid, have you ever seen my lungs?

little boy:? ! !

His steps faltered.

Shen Jian was quite confused by his anti-customer behavior.

He froze on the spot.

Kid, do you have lungs? My lungs are gone.

Shen Jian spoke again.

Become more proactive.

The same footsteps are approaching.

The little boy stood there, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

You said all my words, what did I say?

Think about it.

He forcibly ended the previous topic and said in a deep voice: The incense in front of you is my tribute, the coffin is my bed, this is my home, and you are rushing into my home to cause destruction?

while talking.

The cold resentment in him continued to rise.

It wasn't me.

Shen Jian denied it.

We heard the noise and rushed over to check the situation. The man in black who destroyed your home has already ran over there. It's a pity. If you had caught up just now, you might have been able to catch up.

little boy:……

You bitch, your face doesn’t turn red when you lie, and your heart doesn’t beat.

His momentum faltered.

If he hadn't witnessed all this with his own eyes, he might have believed the other party's lies.

But fortunately, the man in black seems to be here to steal the tribute food. Your home is still the same.

Shen Jian spoke again at this time.

The little boy was stunned for a moment.

Then look sideways.

Three incense sticks burned together, and a long piece fell off the table.

The scarlet coffin in front of the tribute platform was neatly trimmed.

Split in the middle.

Is this what you mean by staying the same?

You really came right out of your mouth.

Even ghosts lie.

No need to pretend, I saw you pinched my incense, split open my coffin, and destroyed my home. You deserve to die.

The little boy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Under the bloody longevity clothes, corpse water continued to seep out of the blood holes.

Just when he was about to give Shen Jian a hard blow.

He found that Shen Jian's expression also became scary.

Did you see it? Since you saw it, I can't keep you alive.

little boy:! ! !

next moment.

Shen Jian strode over.

Take back the ghost sickle.

He took out a white bone stick and smashed it on his head.

Humph, that's it? The closer the distance, the scarier my supernatural power becomes.

The little boy was startled at first, then smiled disdainfully:

Try what it feels like to take out your own heart... Hey, hey, you made a mistake. You should stand where you are now and then take out your heart. This is wrong. You have to start over... Ah!

boom.

The words have not yet finished.

The mourning stick hit him hard.

The little boy's head immediately went blank.

He endured a blow that was unbelievable for his age.

Ahhhhh.

Screaming.

The little boy looked sad and angry.

He was obviously the victim, but why was he the one who was beaten?

What kind of bad fate had he cultivated in his life to meet such an unreasonable bastard?

Don't go too far. This is my home. My grandfather is still at home. If you wake him up, you will die miserably.

The little boy became angrier as he thought about it, and roared unwillingly.

Oh, you still have a grandpa at home?

Shen Jian's eyes flashed.

More excited.

The fierce ghosts of my grandfather's generation must have a certain understanding of hunting customs and culture.

Knock the little boy unconscious again with a stick.

Shen Jian skillfully took out the soul-binding bag and stuffed it inside.

This village chief's family is truly a treasure family.

A little boy is already a red-clad fierce ghost.

So how bad can his grandfather be?

He is definitely a red-clothed level ghost.

Before the Ghost King was harvested, the red-clad level was already the highest-level ghost he could catch.

If you let one go, he will wake up at night and slap himself in pain.

Be careful, there is an old ghost in this old house. Please pay more attention. Once you see him, remember to notify me as soon as possible.

Shen Jian came back and gave serious instructions.

Several people opened their mouths.

I really want to say that if this little boy made such a shrill scream, if there were other ghosts in the old house, they should have rushed out to attack. There is no movement now, there is only one possibility.

The fierce ghost was not sure either.

You can only hide in the dark.

I didn't dare to come out at all.

But in the end.

They still nodded in unison.

Even the ancient instructor did not offer any further opinions at this time.

Followed sincerely.

After all, other than his own father, no man in this life would be so desperate to stand in front of them during supernatural events and face all dangers for them.

And none of the players present are new.

We have seen too many evil people in horror games.

They realized something.

That is to say, we must not lose our leadership.

You can be led by others, but you must not be dominated, because this often means becoming dangerous cannon fodder for others to test.

This kind of thing is too common in thriller games.

Especially in teams where newcomers and seniors are mixed, this situation is more likely to occur.

But Shen Jian is different.

His purpose is to take the lead and overcome all dangers for them.

This kind of care is something that ordinary dads cannot do.

Just like now...

Shen Jian was walking through the hall and stopped in front of the main room of the old house.

He seemed to be spying on whether there was any movement inside.

He is strong and takes the lead.

Such an action made everyone feel heart-warming.

However, when they noticed the seriousness and even excitement on Shen Jian's face, they fell silent again.

There is always an illusion that Shen Jian does not care about them, but cares about Li Gui.

At this time.

Shen Jian spoke.

Knock knock knock.

He knocked on the door and said:

Is there anyone inside? Is anyone there?

The faint voice echoed in the yard.

If no one responds, I'm going to come in.

Waited for a second.

It turns out there is no one, then I really have to come in...

Three times there was no one.

Shen Jian did not choose to open the door.

Instead, he came to the floor-to-ceiling window and struck hard with the mourning stick.

The floor-to-ceiling windows several meters in front of the yard shattered.

Shen Jian walked in.

There was no hesitation throughout.

It felt like a skilled gangster robbing a ghost business.

Why is he so skilled?

Before Yama became a player, he specified some shameful side job.

Everyone watched.

His expression was frozen in place.

behind the door.

An old ghost holding a machete, hunched over but with a charming smile on his face also froze.

Shen Jian looked over.

There was a hint of teasing on his face.

It turns out someone is at home, why are you shouting so much and not saying anything? Are your ears deaf?

Friendly greetings from Shen Jian.

Old ghost:......

You became deaf when you stepped on the horse.

The corners of his old, wrinkled mouth twitched.

Unexpectedly, this person did not follow the routine.

Otherwise, if he hides behind the door and waits for this person to come in, he can use the ghost weapon to dismember him with one knife.

This ghost sword is a powerful ghost weapon passed down from generation to generation by his Su family. It has the powerful ability to dismember ghosts. Even if it just scratches a wound, the wound will not recover.

But soon.

He seemed to have thought of something, smiled sinisterly, and took a few steps forward. Not far away, a piece of white ghost wax burned.

Under the candlelight, the old man looked terrifying.

His eyes were bloody and bloody, the sides of his head were empty, and his ears had been cut off.

It was as if he had experienced some kind of fierce fighting.

The old ghost turned his head and pointed at his ear.

As if to say: You are right, I am indeed deaf.

Such a scene.

No matter how you look at it, you can infiltrate people.

However, Shen Jian not only showed no fear at all, but nodded clearly: It turns out that he is really fucking deaf. Hey, he is also blind.

Deaf-mute ghost:...

At this time.

Shen Jian whispered again: Deaf man, can you really not see or hear?

The old man shook his head.

Means I really can't hear it.

That's good……

Shen Jian showed a strange look in his eyes.

Then he looked inside the house and looked at the old house.

Compared with the front yard, there are also vermilion coffins placed here, but instead of one, there are many coffins, displayed in rows in the room.

Locations from small to large.

The smallest coffin can only hold a baby, then children, teenagers, young people, middle-aged people, old people...

Sort in order.

And above the coffin, a large word sacrifice was affixed to the coffin.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Sacrifice, sacrifice, are these all sacrifices prepared for the river god?

But according to the wishes of the folk woman ghost, it is enough to prepare only one ghost baby for the River God Festival.

After sacrificing so many adults, what is the old man going to do?

But that's okay.

These are all his.

Shen Jian smiled broadly.

Because these coffins contain fierce ghosts.

Didn't think too much about it.

Shen Jian walked over directly, picked up a coffin and left.

He seemed to be trying to steal something from the deaf-mute old man's house right in front of him.

Deaf-mute ghost:? ? ?

So blatant, right?

Do you really think he is blind?

He stayed for a moment.

Are you the one who is blind? I shook my head at that time. Can you not see?

While thinking.

When Shen Jian walked past him carrying the coffin, he kicked him away and cursed: You blind man, get away.

Deaf-mute ghost:! ! !

He was furious.

This thief really has no sympathy or quality at all.

When Shen Jian started to move the second coffin.

The deaf-mute ghost had disappeared through the door.

By the light of the candle, Shen Jian saw that the other party was approaching step by step.

The machete in his hand was already clenched tightly.

And looked at him with a malicious look, like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the throat, a hoarse voice said sharply: Stop pretending, human being, since you dare to steal from my house, you should bear the consequences of doing so, kill me. You, our old Su family will accept the first place in this hunting competition.

Shen Jian's lips curled up.

Is it just you?

Haha, human being, do you think that just because you captured my grandson, you can make me surrender? That's ridiculous. I came back from a fight in the ghost town. You see these marks, right? They are all proof that I am in control of the ghost town. And this gun Ghost Sword, this is a relic of a ghost king, and if I use it to kill you, it can be regarded as a favor to you.

Shen Jian's smile became even brighter.

Interested.

Cooperating: Oh, an ordinary ghost weapon also wants to kill me?

Ignorant humans.

The deaf-mute ghost smiled sinisterly: This ghost knife can cut off everything it sees. Do you know what I saw? The thread of your fate is shining brightly. I only need to cut it off gently, and you will be dead. Completely dead.”

Now, meet your death.

The deaf-mute ghost kept shouting.

His words kept echoing in my ears.

Cut it off with one knife.

A supernatural feeling appeared out of thin air and filled the whole place.

There seemed to be a sense of fragmentation in the whole room.

Haha, I don't know whether to live or die.

The deaf-mute ghost showed a victor's sinister smile and gasped.

The arm was even torn apart.

It seems that using this ghost knife, he also has to bear a certain price.

But it was worth it to kill this human being.

His condition is no longer there.

Although he retains the Yin Qi of this top red-shirted level, due to some changes, the supernatural being can no longer be used. Only this ghost sword can completely kill this human being.

However……

When he looked up.

His face was completely confused.

Shen Jian was seen slowly lowering his head.

His expression turned sinister and terrifying.

Haha, I tried so hard to disguise my identity, but you actually destroyed it.

Shen Jian looked up.

The six infinite... ghost eyes on the back of his hand lighted up at the same time.

The sky was dyed blood red.

In that case, I won't pretend anymore. I'm showing my cards right. I'm a ghost too, and ghosts can't be killed.

Deaf-mute ghost:...

He was confused.

He had imagined countless possibilities - beheading him with a knife; having a life-saving tool and barely surviving, then trying to kill him again; using a life-saving tool, and then kneeling down to beg for mercy, begging him to accept him as a ghost servant.

Three possibilities.

He alone did not think of it.

The other party turned out to be fine.

He also said that he was also a ghost.

Gods and ghosts cannot be killed. Even if they are hit by my ghost sword, they will be dismembered.

There's nothing wrong with you.

Just pretending to be crazy.

You don't believe it? I'm really a ghost. Otherwise, how could I be fine?

Shen's figure flashed.

His hand had already been placed on the deaf-mute ghost's vague shoulder, and his tone was faint: Do you want to stab me again to verify this possibility?

Deaf-mute ghost:! ! !

His scalp felt numb.

It was clear that he was a ghost, but at this moment he actually felt an emotion called horror.

This is clearly a pitiful expression that only humans can show.

This human being.

What on earth is going on! ?

No... little baby, ah no, brother, listen to me...

The deaf-mute ghost tried to explain.

Shen Jian had already laughed strangely, No need to explain, my Li Gui identity has been exposed. If I keep you, there will only be one more person who knows my identity. Only if you die will my secrets not be revealed...

Finished.

Ahhhhh.

The exact same scream sounded again.

The players outside were frightened.

A moment of silence for the evil spirits inside.

Ghosts scare people and ghosts kill people. Naturally, that person can also scare ghosts and kill ghosts. However, they have only seen one case of this kind of thing so far.

Maybe it's the only case.

…

inside the house.

The deaf-mute ghost was kneeling.

Shen Jian sat on a coffin and said condescendingly: Now you can tell me, have you been to a ghost town?

Of course, I entered and exited seven times, killing through a street. These marks were left by my fighting.

The deaf-mute ghost was still bragging, but Shen Jian's eyes had become sharp.

Deaf-mute ghost:...

Okay, I admit it, I was the one who was caught under the armpit when my ancestors went in and out seven times.

Shen Jian nodded with satisfaction.

If this group of people could enter and leave the ghost town seven times, he would be suspicious of this ghost town and that ghost town.

That ancestor of yours is the Ghost King? Where is he now?

have no idea.

Um?

I really don't know. The deaf-mute ghost covered his face, fearing that Shen Jian would drop the stick again, and said quickly: The ancestors were galloping in the ghost town back then, and then for some unknown reason, there seemed to be some kind of change in the ghost town, which caused some of the The evil ghosts came out of the ghost city, and my ancestor was one of them. He placed me near Sujia Village and asked me to sacrifice the village to the river god when the time was right.

This ghost knife was also left by our ancestors. It was said that if the River God disobeys her, he can selectively dismember her.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Something happened in the ghost town, he believed it.

Otherwise, how could the spirit-calling ghosts summon the evil ghosts in the ghost town, and how could the amnesiac ghosts come out of the ghost town?

All this shows that some major changes have occurred in the ghost town.

“Where is the ghost town?”

I don't know. After the accident occurred in the ghost town, it completely disappeared into the ghost realm. Ah, don't fight, don't fight. Our ancestors have left several classics. There may be clues there.

You'd better find them out, otherwise I won't have to wait to sacrifice them to the river god. I'll catch you all first.

Shen Jian kicked him viciously.

Taking the ghost knife, he walked outside.

In the River God Festival, sacrifices are not made to individuals, but to the entire village.