A Stick of Hua Zi, I Will Not Be Invaded by Ghosts

Looking at the screen in front of him, Wang Hua had a shocked expression on his face.

The content on the screen is a dazzling array of props.

From the firearms of thermal weapons to the talisman paper of metaphysics.

There are all kinds of items.

But Wang Hua was not shocked by this.

It's the line in the lower right corner!

[Optional items 2/2]

Wang Hua roared angrily, but it was obviously useless.

As the countdown on the screen ended, Jukou slowly said:

【The game starts now】

[You need to solve the puzzle to escape before being killed]

After the giant mouth disappeared, the surroundings became quiet.

In front of the empty site is a neatly arranged cemetery.

A gloomy wind blew, and the paper money over there was flying all over the sky.

In the dense forest on the right are huts.

Obviously, this requires Wang Hua to find something.

Reluctantly accepting the reality, he strode towards the hut.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye knows what should be in the cabin.

And just when he started walking...

A countdown appeared on the graves.

The above time varies.

The shortest one is five minutes.

The enthusiasm of the audience in the live broadcast room was ignited as Wang Hua moved.

"Moved! I thought I was stuck!"

"Sure enough, he is a great god, but he really only takes smoke and fire."

"From his steps, I know that he is a great god"

"The analysis upstairs is well-founded"

"The first time I came here, I was either moving slowly or jogging quickly. It's really rare to walk so calmly like him."

There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, but it was not as they thought.

Wang Hua also wants to run two steps, but the insoles always go back and forth.

There is no other way but to leave like this.

Come to the first house.

Counting back, there were seven rooms in total, and they looked no different.

Pushing open the door, there is only a table in sight.

There is a thick wooden stick on the table.

In line with the principle of no matter what you have, pick it up first.

Wang Hua took the thick wooden stick and left the house.

In the next six houses, a shovel head was found.

Combine them and it happens to be a complete shovel.

As soon as he saw the shovel, Wang Hua knew how to escape.

And in the rest of the room, there are sheets of paper.

What was written on the note was a mess.

It looked like a clue.

"Digging the wrong way will pay a price"

"The blooming flower at the head of the grave is a bit weird"

"The first grave is coming"

"The land under the seat is relatively soft"

"After the seven dead appear at the same time, the countdown will speed up"

When he came to the grave and looked at the note in his hand, Wang Hua was lost in thought.

"What's the cost of digging wrong"

"It? Is it a ghost?"

I looked around and saw a chair and a flower.

After such a disturbance, Wang Hua was completely blinded.

I don't know how to find the grave that should be dug.

But the live broadcast room was upset.

"Damn! Isn't it obvious! Either the flower or the chair"

"If you use your brain upstairs, will the organizer give you two paths?"

"It's mainly because the first sentence is too scary. What's the price?"

"How do I feel that these few sentences can be read together?"

"You know a ball, do you need to teach you how to do things?"

But Wang Hua can't see all of this.

As time shrinks, the countdown on the first grave has returned to zero.

From the soil on the head of the grave, a pitch-black human head slowly emerged.

Wang Hua was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the head.

But I still don't know how to escape this disaster.

With the idea of ​​fighting, Wang Hua first ran to the grave with flowers.

Picked off the flower in one hand.

And the audience in the live room.

Seeing the countdown to the head of the grave, it actually added a full five minutes.

They all yelled the great god cows one after another.

Actually, I can see through the overtime props at a glance.

Wang Hua felt that as long as he didn't dig his grave, it would be fine.

But he still didn't know that the grave had a countdown.

He just felt that only flowers and chairs could be touched without digging the grave.

The grave head flower is relatively closer to him.

Therefore, there is this farce.

The danger was relieved, Wang Hua thought again.

Three clues are all related to ghosts.

There are two really useful clues.

There are a total of nine graves, arranged in a nine-square grid.

The flower and the chair are at the back, so if you follow the numbers, it should correspond to eight and nine.

Wang Hua came to the chair and looked over and over.

Just on the back of the chair, a line of text was found.

"Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust"

For Wang Hua who loves to read novels, this is really familiar.

Who doesn't know the seven deadly sins.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind.

He looked at the house, and then at the text on the chair.

He looked at the five pieces of paper in his hand.

After changing the position of the note, Wang Hua smiled.

One is a coincidence, two are a coincidence, three or four?

Picking up the shovel, Wang Hua directly dug up the seventh grave.

"Look! The Great God is moving!"

"I'm convinced! It's so simple to find a way to escape"

"God Bibi, it's a miserable death for the woman next door."

The enthusiasm in the live broadcast room obviously did not affect Wang Hua.

He still worked hard to dig the soil one by one.

And at this moment...

The head of the first grave came out again.

This time it moved a lot faster.

After crawling out, the pitch-black head directly twisted 180 degrees.

I looked at Wang Hua who was working hard.

At the moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room instantly froze.

"Great God, be careful behind!"

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"No wonder, Nanno Amitabha"*

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