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

Inside the White Castle.

More than a dozen Yingying Yanyan all bowed to say hello and called Master.

Shen Jian's ancient well does not waver.

Glanced.

These female ghosts who are maids in front of them are not ghosts in the traditional sense, but are supernatural creatures.

Just like the son of the river god.

The same goes for the white unicorn outside the castle.

To this.

Shen Jian didn't care.

Because as long as you can be recognized by the eighteen levels of hell, you are a ghost.

At most, they are just different categories.

And the dozen or so female ghosts in front of them are all top red-clad ghosts.

He was very moved.

Think about it.

Shen Jian walked in.

The leading wavy female ghost seemed to be the head maid among the group, and she nodded.

Subsequently.

These female ghosts, all fat and thin, each with their own merits, gathered around them.

A female ghost wearing a white navel suit and a low-waist skirt peeled off a grape, put it in her hand and covered it to increase the coldness, then pinched it with two fingers and stuffed it into Shen Jian's mouth, with her index finger still on Shen Jian's mouth. Just dab it on your lips.

Master, try the grapes I peeled for you. They are frozen.

An intriguing expression flashed across Shen Jian's face.

Nor spoke.

Just swallow the grapes.

Enjoy this rare service.

Master, is it sweet?

Not bad, juicy and moderately sweet.

Shen Jian leaned on the sofa.

Expressed full affirmation.

Master, try the melon that I cut.

Wearing a stepmother's skirt, with two beautiful black stocking legs and high heels, the female ghost put her weight on Shen Jian's back and handed over a piece of cut watermelon.

Shen Jian took a bite, and the juice was equally full.

Oh, Master, it's on someone else's hands.

The female ghost smiled shyly.

Eat the watermelon juice dripping on your hands.

Master, the intensity of this massage is not bad.

the other side.

Two female ghosts wearing orthodox maid uniforms gently pressed Shen Jian's thighs with their hands, using a gentle and highly professional approach.

Even from the perspective of Massage Master Shen Jian, there is nothing wrong with it.

that's all.

Shen Jian was leaning on the sofa, eating the fruit fed by the maid, and enjoying the meticulous massage. At the same time, there was a dancing girl dancing in front of him.

Even Shen Jian had to admit that these maids were really alluring.

Every move seems to tug at the heartstrings.

It seems as if the purpose of creation is specifically to please others.

That charming posture that is open to anyone's choices is challenging the physical limits of men.

It seems that with just a slight hook, the other person will throw himself into his arms.

The implications are obvious.

He was sure.

The ghost painting really peeked into his life trajectory.

But for some reason, I can no longer communicate with him using ink drawings.

Unfortunately.

Still don't know enough about him.

He can have snacks at any time.

But the staple food is the most important.

that's all.

An hour passed.

There was a sound from upstairs.

Shen Jian glanced away.

A woman wearing black gauze came down.

A pair of small black wings flapped on its back.

On its head is a pair of curved little goat horns.

Shen Jian was stunned.

Really a succubus?

He originally thought that the succubi that the fishing ghost said were referring to these maids.

I didn’t expect there to be a succubus.

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

【Succubus Dream】

[Current level: Ghost King. 】

[Introduction: The greatest supernatural creation created by the Lord of the Picture Scroll, with a unique promotion route, and only one purpose. It believes in the only master-ghost painting, and is full of hatred for anyone or anything that makes the master unhappy. 】

[Current status: Conflict, complexity, resentment. 】

[Favorability: -20 (wary)]

Look at the information on the favorability panel.

Shen Jian was very interested.

A unique promotion route?

There are several types of promotions for Li Gui.

One is to simply rely on resentment. The stronger the resentment, the Yin Qi will flow out continuously.

The second type is the local ghosts in the horror world. They live in places with strong Yin energy, and their own horror level will gradually increase.

The reason why Rongjia Village in Binhai City has spawned so many evil ghosts is because of the influence of the Yin Qi land.

The third type is to rely on cannibalism and eating ghost meals.

This method is also the fastest and most convenient method.

Especially after horror games began to invade the Yangshi world, more and more ordinary people were selected to become players and entered into extremely dangerous game dungeons, becoming a way for evil ghosts to improve themselves in despair.

These are also three ways for Li Gui to increase the level of terror.

Unique means not belonging to any of these three.

There was some interest in Shen Jian's eyes.

Watching the succubus in front of him come to him.

Trying to suppress the resentment in his eyes, he whispered softly: Master.

Are you satisfied with the welcome ceremony I arranged?

Think about it.

A smile appeared on Shen Jian's face.

Instead of responding directly, he said: I'm thirsty.

Said.

Shen Jian stared straight at the succubus in front of him who had hatred for him.

His eyes seemed to say: Why are you standing there, pouring water?

Succubus:……

The back molars are clenched.

Although she and her master are master and servant, their relationship is basically that of sisters.

What's more, she is the King of Ghosts.

How could anyone ask the Ghost King to help pour water?

Isn't this an insult to her?

This human being is so abominable.

First, he bewitched his master, causing her to be injured. Now he really regarded himself as the master of a lost paradise and began to command her.

but……

She couldn't help but listen.

then.

She personally bowed and poured a glass of water for Shen Jian.

Shen Jian glanced at it.

I did not answer.

Feed me a drink.

The succubus's face changed.

That's too much.

Do you have no hands?

Thinking like this, she picked up the cup again and handed it to Shen Jian.

Shen Jian took a sip lightly.

Admiring the way the other person wanted to fuck him but couldn't.

Okay, let's get down to business.

Afterwards, Shen Jian straightened his expression.

How can I wake up the ghost painting?

Hearing Shen Jian mention the business, the expression of the succubus in front of him became serious: Master, you should know that the world in this painting is the supernatural memory of Master Gui Hua. Once it is hurt, the memory will be shaken. According to My observation is that there are gaps in three nodes in Master Guihua's memory. If you kill the obsessions at these three nodes, the memory will be repaired on its own.

Shen Jian nodded.

Do you know where the node is?

Where there are white spots.

?

Looking at Shen Jian's confused eyes, the succubus led Shen Jian to the top floor of the castle.

A three-foot scroll appeared out of thin air.

What is revealed in the scroll is the 100-meter city map floating above Qingshi.

In the thick ink painting style of the city, three white spots cover a corner of the city.

Make the picture incomplete.

The succubus explained on the side: This is the identity of Lord Onihua. When he controls the scroll, Lord Onihua will occupy the scroll, and in this case, he will fall into dormancy.

The three white spots in the scroll are the gaps in Master Guihua's memory.

Shen Jian took a few glances.

He looked at the hunter map with a scarlet panel.

The Phone Ghost is the hunter on day four.

After solving him, the list of pursuers on the fifth day also appeared.

It's still a red dot.

It's just that the terror level of the pursuer is infinitely close to the abyss level.

and.

The initial location of the pursuer happened to be one of the three nodes in the ghost painting's memory.

I see.

Shen Jian nodded.

Unexpectedly, after going around and around, I still circled back to the starting point.

But catching all the pursuers was originally his goal, so it didn't count as a conflict.

then.

Shen Jian quickly left the castle.

By the lake, the fishing ghost had already escaped.

Master, I can send you out.

The succubus came to the unicorns and stroked the hair on one of them. These were also created by Master Ghost Painter. It is said that they were inspired by the fairy tales she had read. Only holy ghosts can ride on them. I feel bad. The thought will trigger the killing pattern.

At least, Master, you definitely won't be able to ride on it.

But if I lead them, we can temporarily suppress the killing pattern.

Shen Jian:? ? ?

Hear this.

He looked up and down at the succubus in front of him, which had small black wings on its back and goat horns on its head.

As if she had read Shen Jian's thoughts, Succubus Qimeng curled her lips: Who said succubi can't be holy.

soon.

The succubus Kime rides on the unicorn.

Think about it.

Shen Jian also sat on it.

His big hands unconsciously hugged the other person's waist.

Master, please don't whisper, otherwise you will be kicked out.

Shen Jian casually glanced at the unicorn under him and said casually: Did you see the unicorn drive us off?

……No.

That's fine. Even the unicorn doesn't think there's anything wrong with this move. What are you worried about?

unicorn:……

You are amazing and noble.

Then stop looking at me with such a dangerous look just now.

See if I can drive you down.

Just thinking about it.

The unicorn felt deep malice in his heart.

as well as……

All kinds of unsightly thoughts.

There is something wrong with this human being!

With this thought in mind, the unicorn stepped on the lake and galloped towards the lake.

on the way.

Succubus Qimeng felt a little uncomfortable and twisted her body unconsciously.

Master, this is the territory of Paradise Lost. It's very safe. Why are you so nervous and carrying weapons with you?

The words are not finished yet.

The succubus paused.

As if I understood something.

Master, you...

Shen Jian remained calm.

He said in a calm tone: The unicorn did not kick me off, which shows that my current thoughts are pure. Since the thoughts are pure, then from the unicorn's point of view, this is a normal thing. You You should be more open-minded.”

Yes...really?

Suspicion flashed across the succubus' face.

After looking at the unicorn's expression, there was indeed no reaction at all.

Is this kind of thing really common outside?

unicorn:……

tired.

Destroy it.

In the torture of being worn down like this.

The succubus finally saw the lake.

Master, the next step is up to you. Master Guihua once told me that if she has any problems, she can ask for your opinion and help.

Succubus Qimeng dismounted her horse in panic and said shyly.

Subsequently.

She ran back as if fleeing.

she felt.

Now it's not surprising that the unicorn just kicked her off her horse.

What a shame.

Various thoughts abound.

Lingering.

…

the other side.

Shen Jian stayed there for a few minutes.

Until it subsides.

Looking at the small island in the middle of the lake, Shen Jian had a smile on his face.

Holy succubus.

I heard that the wings and horns of the succubus cannot be touched casually.

This is not only the opponent's reverse scale, but also a taboo switch.

Once it moves, bad things will happen.

Think of this.

The interest in Shen Jian's eyes became even greater.

He wanted to see what bad things would happen if he grabbed the succubus's wings from behind.

Holding on to the goat's horns seems good too.

There is a sense of conquest riding a war horse.

Look back.

Shen Jian walked forward.

A glance out of the corner of my eye.

At a nearby fishing spot, a figure wearing a raincoat came into view.

It's the fishing ghost.

After returning from rowing at the lake, the other party continued his fishing career.

Think about it.

Shen Jian walked over.

He patted the other person's shoulder lightly.

The fisherman turned around.

Seeing Shen Jian standing behind him, holding a white bone stick in his hand, he said with a smile: Brother, go fishing in the lake and pond I contracted. There is a big place there. You can fish as much as you want in the boat. I guarantee there will be no one there. disturb.

Fishing Ghost:? ? !

He was about to say something.

Shen Jian had already struck it with a stick.

Lian Gui took the small wooden boat and put it away.

The Wangchuan River lacks a rower.

Just let the other party take the place first.

Wait until he finds the right one before replacing it.

Next.

It’s time to concentrate on mastering ghost paintings.