Ghost puzzle: send me a ghost every day

"Underworld: Three Tribulations of Forgetting River"

As the murmur of the Hades sounded, Ben's standing figure slowly disappeared, and the sound of water rushing around sounded.

The dark yellow river slowly flooded under the feet of Bai Ye and Elder Suo, and the gray-white space around them trembled wildly, as if something from the outside world was squeezing in.

Elder Suo looked at the trembling space around him, chuckled, looked at the river under his feet with disdain, and a violent ghost qi erupted on his body, blessing the edge of the secret room.

I saw that the surrounding space shook slightly, but finally stabilized.

"Something that doesn't have a long memory, this is my territory, and I want the whole ghost domain to squeeze in, it would be nice to let you shed some water in."

As soon as the words of the elder fell, the wheelchair gradually changed with the surging of the river.

First it dissipated from the handle, and then the paint of the wheelchair began to peel off, revealing the strange lines inside.

Over time, the wheelchair disappeared completely, turning into a fish platform and floating on the surface of the water as the river surged through.

He hummed an unknown song softly, as if he had not been affected by the river at all.

I saw that the old man's hand shook, and the crutch in his hand turned into a fishing rod with a yellow pattern, and the fishing line at the head of the rod was empty, not even a hook.

As if he didn't care about the condition of the fishing rod, he flicked the rod casually, and a black area cracked in front of the fishing platform.

The fishing line is precisely submerged in it, standing still, lying still on the fishing platform, and inserting the rod into the small hole in the fishing platform.

"The old man by the river, fishing alone."

"On the fish platform, may the one take the bait!"

Seeing that Elder was in a good mood, Bai Ye did not speak, but just stood on the side and watched the situation of the fishing line in the crack.

Facing the wheelchair turning into the fishing platform under his feet and the mysterious ability of Elder Suo along the way, these things are like tickling insects, stirring Bai Ye's heart.

Although he is not good at expression, he can see through Bai Ye's eyes that this unknown still makes him extremely interested.

"Caught you."

The shaking at the fishing line made Elder Suo's eyes light up, and he quickly sat up straight, holding the fishing rod in one hand and jerking it upwards.

The other end of the fishing line seems to have a huge force in the confrontation, stretching the rod into a bow.

"Haha, give me up, you!"

With a loud shout, the crack expanded sharply, and the familiar figure of the ghost passed through the crack with the recycling of the fishing line, smashing heavily on the fishing platform.

The ghost's eyes were slightly dull, and he muttered in his mouth: "It's impossible, if my ghost snail can't come in, even if your fishing line still passes through my ghost snail to get me out."

"Nothing is impossible, you couldn't get me back then, what kind of southern fishing and northern natural disasters, are all ignorant rankings in the world."

"As good as me, you deserve it too."

"It's just a subservient presence under the old monster of the game as a nutrient for it."

Looking at the embarrassed figure of the ghost, Elder Suo shook his head with disdain, and the fishing rod in his hand changed back to the appearance of a crutch.

"I can mock me, it's not allowed to mock the three chiefs."

"The name of the adult can be arranged!"

Ben, who was still in a state of self-doubt, listened to Elder Suo's words as if stimulated.

His scarlet eyes flashed with fanatical adoration, and a black-purple pillar of light rose from the gears in his back.

"Today, even if it costs a little, I want you to see the greatness of the adults."

"Ghost: Game Master."

"It's not good, is it !!" Old Chan's eyes were round, and for the first time he was a little gaffe, as if he thought of some not-so-good memories of the past.

The black-purple pillar of light directly split in two, shrouding Elder and White Night.

"White night boy, this is the ghost of the game ghost, remember to defeat the ghost, otherwise you and I may be dragged to death here."

"One more thing to remember, follow the rules of the game..." came

the old and serious voice from the fish platform under his feet, and the words stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, as if cut off by a purple-black pillar of light.

"One of the rules of the game: this is a single-player game, wait for a foul!" The voice of the ghost came, and the voice was not as gloomy as before, but seemed a little grand.

At the same time as it sounded from the light, the fishing platform under his feet was forcibly broken in half, half standing in the white night, and half sitting with the elder.

"The second rule of the game: this is a game of killing each other... Kindness? Isn't it useless!

"Also, after all, I am not the three chiefs." There was a ghostly voice in his ears, and he continued to say in a grand voice.

"Game Rule 2: This is a challenge game, and the challenge object is the ghost!"

"Game Rule 3: Endless Prisoner!"

"When two challengers in the prison succeed in the challenge within the specified time and the other fails the challenge, the challenge is deemed to have failed."

"So as to restart the challenge, there is no time limit for this round of the game!"

"The rules of the game, so far established!"

"One minute countdown, please prepare!"

"Scene matching, Colosseum of Death!"

As soon as the voice of the ghost fell, the purple pillar of light in front of Ben's eyes dispersed, and everything around him was very different.

Bai Ye found himself in a huge gladiatorial arena, and the phantom of the ghost stood not far from the gladiatorial arena, constantly becoming solidified with the change of the sixty-second timer on the side.

The audience seats were full, and there were at least a hundred thousand people looking around, and the audience seats of hundreds of thousands were silent, and people were sitting in them with stiff expressions, exuding a dead breath, like evil spirits.

When there were thirty seconds left in the countdown, the surrounding audience seemed to be activated at once, and instantly noisy human voices sounded.

Under the observation of the white night, people's expressions did not change at all, and the sound seemed to come from their bodies, as if a loudspeaker was installed in the body and kept looping.

"Kill him!"

"Fight, kill him, and the living will stay and become one of us!"

"Yes! Come and stay with us!

"Stay and watch the blood break with us and enjoy the battle of passion together."

A wave of noisy sounds from the audience hit, constantly destroying the ears of the white night.

"Follow the rules of the game?"

"But you guys are too noisy!"

Recalling Elder Suo's unfinished instructions, Bai Ye frowned and muttered.

"This gives me a headache!"

A large swath of money appeared behind Bai Ye, dancing without wind.

The bills floating in the sky automatically wrapped around in a circle, wrapping the audience seats and slowly descending.

The moment the paper money fell to the ground, the world went quiet.

The people in the audience gradually lowered their stiff arms, slowly drooped their heads and closed their eyes.

"Sink into the nightmare of overworked ghosts, even if you have already died once."

Looking at the audience who fell into a deep sleep like a devil, their bodies all exuded a faint ghost aura.

Bai Ye smiled coldly, stared at the timer in front of him, and waited for the last ten seconds to finish.