A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

The middle-aged man looked at Gu Wuji and pulled out an ecstatic smile, which made people feel physically uncomfortable, and the beads in his eyes protruded even more. The next moment, one of the eyeballs actually fell out. Rolled with blood to Gu Wuji's shoes.

"Can you help me?" The middle-aged man's hoarse voice sounded.

"What help you?" Gu Wuji spoke subconsciously as if he was bewitched by the ghost.

Jiang Ling was in a cold sweat, and quickly wanted to hold Gu Wuji. When facing this kind of ghost, if he followed the other's thinking, he would definitely have to die! Gu Wuji was not such a person before... Wait, he seemed to be such a person before.

"My eyeballs fell off, just help me pick them up." The middle-aged man's voice was hypocritical, "I will definitely repay you."

"Of course there is no problem." Of course, a good person like Gu Wuji answered quickly, and then leaned over to pick up the eyeball.

"Wait, don't be so impulsive--" Jiang Ling anxiously looked at the eyeball on the ground, and the words got stuck in his throat before he spoke... He stared at the eyeball with a dazed expression, feeling that he had no idea what to do now. What he was doing was just a normal thing, why did he remind the other party just now?

When the middle-aged man saw such a scene, the ecstasy in the only remaining eyeball was even more hidden and a bit of resentment.

After Gu Wuji picked up the eyeball, the middle-aged man's voice became more and more ethereal, "Okay, thank you so much... But I don't need this eyeball anymore, so I'll give it to you."

Gu Wuji seemed a little dazed after hearing his words, raised the eyeball, and stared at it fixedly.

Almost all middle-aged men have seen how this living person snapped out his eyeballs and then forced the eyeballs into his sockets——

Then Gu Wuji shook his head, and reached out to put his eyeballs directly into the middle-aged man's eye sockets.

Middle-aged male ghost: "??"

"Although I am very grateful for your thoughts." Gu Wuji said politely, "But I don't need it if my eyes are still good. I feel that you should be the one who needs it more, so I don't need to thank me."

Being confused by ghosts is a common occurrence for Gu Wuji. It's like the kind of spam that scammers send to his mobile phone. It's really not that easy for him to be deceived.

The middle-aged male ghost finally realized what happened, and panicked and quickly grabbed his eyeballs, but before he could do it, the eyeballs stuffed into his eye sockets quickly congested and swelled, almost bursting the eye sockets directly. .

One can imagine what would happen if the bewildered person put this eyeball on his face.

A look of extreme pain appeared on the face of the male ghost, looking at Gu Wuji's eyes full of resentment and anger, he opened his mouth and bit in his direction.

Gu Wuji pulled Jiang Ling to the side, avoiding the male ghost's attack. After Jiang Ling was stimulated, he realized what had just happened.

"Oops, let's run away." Jiang Ling's face was covered with cold sweat, and he said quickly: "This ghost's eyes are estimated to create some kind of hallucination, and it seems to have lost its effect now... We should run now. …”

As he said this, he suddenly remembered how the male ghost's eyes were useless, and he couldn't say the following words!

Just as Jiang Ling spoke, the male ghost rushed towards Gu Wuji again, in such a manner that he wished he could directly snap Gu Wuji's eyeballs out.

But in the next moment, because the eyeball swelled again, the severe pain and discomfort caused the male ghost's face to appear ferocious blue veins, and his body stiffened under this pain.

Jiang Ling understood at a glance, this is definitely a good opportunity for them to escape!

The male ghost was angry and full of resentment from behind, "Don't think you can escape! I will never let you go! As long as you are still on this ship, you will—"

"Who said we were going to escape."

Gu Wuji's voice sounded, and then he took advantage of the male ghost's stiffness and seized the opportunity to push the male ghost to the ground. His strength actually suppressed the male ghost for a while and couldn't get up, only Can struggle on the ground.

Jiang Ling was stunned, "..."

Male ghost: "??"

Then Gu Wuji slowly and methodically took out the blood-stained rope from his arms.

Although the hanged ghost lost most of his strength if he lost the rope, the middle-aged man in front of him shivered in shock when he saw the rope, and quickly changed his attitude. , "You, no, big brother, don't be impulsive, please, I only did that kind of thing to you after thinking about it for a while, don't use this thing on me-"

Gu Wuji originally just thought that the rope was just right for tying things up, but now, seeing the appearance of the middle-aged male ghost, he felt that he had discovered some use of the rope and tied him directly.

[You have triggered the use of the item 'Blood-stained Rope'. ]

[The 'blood-stained rope' can bind ghosts whose strength is below a certain level, and the residual resentment on it will make low-level ghosts subconsciously fear. But it can't be used for too long, otherwise the props will have a backlash. ]

After the middle-aged male ghost was bound, the whole person became sluggish, which made Jiang Ling suspect that the terrifying image of the evil ghost he had seen before was also an illusion created by his eyeballs.

"I didn't want to do it originally, but you have to be like that." Gu Wuji sighed, his face full of regret, "If you can

, I also want to get along well with you. "

The middle-aged male ghost is getting sick in his heart. I feel that this guy has been easy to get along with. He is clearly a person who is more deranged than a ghost, but under the pressure of the rope, he can only nod his head repeatedly, his attitude is extremely submissive, "You said It's so right, I've gone too far, how can I do such a rude thing, and actually want to persecute living people, I'm so heartbroken!"

Jiang Ling couldn't help being silent, this was the first time he had seen such an unscrupulous ghost!

Rather, in other dungeons, they were only chased by ghosts. When have they seen the other side of ghosts, but after following Gu Wuji...

"Okay, now I have something I want you to do for me. As long as you can do it, I will let you go." Gu Wuji was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Of course there's no problem." The middle-aged male ghost couldn't help nodding, with joy in his eyes, thinking in his heart to wait until the kid released himself before trying to deal with them.

"Have you noticed the three people who left the cabin before us?" Gu Wuji asked about Brother Zheng and them.

"Those three people, I originally wanted to attack them, but because I left a mark on you... eldest brother, I want to deal with them later, so let them leave for now." The middle-aged male ghost replied.

"Take us to them." Gu Wuji said.

Middle-aged male ghost: "But, I don't know about them..."

"You are a ghost, can't you do such a thing?" Gu Wuji seemed to be a little disappointed, "In this case, even if I want to let people go, there seems to be no reason for me. Plus you seem to be insane. It's too normal, and releasing it may endanger other ordinary ghosts, why don't you just throw it into the sea?"

"No, of course I can!" The middle-aged male ghost heard a word that frightened him, and said quickly, "Although I didn't leave a mark on them, but because they passed through the corridor, they also infected my anger, I can still feel where they might be!"

Gu Wuji saw this, and felt that his previous guess was right. Is it because of the existence of the seabed that these ghosts are afraid of sea water?

"That's good, by the way, by the way, you also tell me everything about this ship. You can say as much as you know, and I will definitely not embarrass you." Gu Wuji said, "Of course, if you lie, I'll find out too, don't think about luck."

"Yes, yes, how dare I lie to you, big brother?!"

I don't know why, Jiang Ling actually had the illusion that he was squeezing a ghost without thinking, no, this must be because he thought too much.

...

On a dark deck.

Brother Zheng and his two companions are moving forward cautiously, for fear of attracting the attention of other ghosts around them and causing trouble to themselves. They only have one or two life-saving props.

Each of them carried backpacks full of food and water from the boat, and had no intention of going back.

"Brother Zheng, is it really okay for us to secretly come here like this?" The woman inside couldn't help but say, "Those two players seem quite reliable, I think it's a bit bad to do this."

"What's wrong." Although Brother Zheng himself was a little guilty, he still said fiercely: "There are always people who have to sacrifice in a dungeon. They don't know the clues themselves, and it's no wonder we are dead."