Ghost puzzle: send me a ghost every day

I saw a worn-out wallet appear on Bai Ye's hand, and the red-green coin brushes flew around Bai Ye.

The skin became smooth as satin, so white that it could reveal the faint purple skin under the skin, the eyes festered from the corners of the eyes, and a cemetery faintly appeared behind him, and the afterglow of the setting sun appeared around him, and the sky was sparsely scattered with cyan coins.

At the foot are six dead graves without grass, the heads of which are sprinkled with Hades coins, and each dead grave exudes extremely cold fluctuations, as if a giant monster breaks through the soil at the slightest movement.

"Click, click, click. "

The ghosts in the Qingshan Cemetery in the white night are slowly expanding, slowly squeezing the original pseudo-ghosts of the Baofu Factory, and I hear a sound like glass breaking, and the workers' factory that could not be destroyed before is like glass shattering.

The pseudo-ghost was gradually squeezed and shrunk into a manager's office in the middle of the Bao Fu manufacturing plant. Bai Ye looked at the office wrapped in darkness and stared, and grinned.

"Found you, let me see what you really are." Chu

Xiaomeng has always been behind Bai Ye, and has long been stunned by the scene in front of him, the scene of Bai Ye's sudden outbreak, the surrounding Hades coins, and the ghosts that extend out behind him.

What kind of ghost general-level big guy is this, they all have ghost snails, no matter how it is also a ghost handsome level thigh, now do the tasks are so rolled, the ghost handsome thighs have begun to take B-level tasks.

Bai Ye grabbed Chu Xiaomeng's shoulders, directly stepped over to the junction of the two ghosts, looked at the office door wrapped in black mist in front of him, and kicked it up.

"Bang!" The

black mist cracked a large mouth, and the surrounding mist was still slowly shrinking towards the crack, and Bai Ye walked in with Chu Xiaomeng in his hand.

The office is holding an incentive meeting, the thin boss is holding a meeting with a red face, and several employee representatives below are nervously taking notes.

I saw the boss talking loudly over there.

"You have to treat the company as your home, don't feel that the work is hard. Of course I came out so bitterly, I did everything.

"I don't make money opening this factory, if I didn't want you to make money, thinking that you have been with me for so many years, I would have closed this factory long ago."

"Say what about the two of you, why are you late, you can be late for a meeting." This month's performance is deducted, don't do it again next time. I

saw that the boss suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at Bai Ye and Chu Xiaomeng and said. The employee representatives around them all turned their heads and stared straight at them. They had strange looks on their faces, as if they were looking at a dead man.

In a trance, he felt like he was sitting around them, listening to the boss's speech, taking notes and recording every word the boss said.

"Plop! Plop!. The

ghost's heart, which had not beaten, beat twice, and Bai Ye covered his chest, his face was a little pale.

"It's dangerous, almost caught the way, hallucination." Bai Ye looked at himself who was still standing in place. and Chu Xiaomeng next to him had dull eyes, one hand pressed in the air, the other hand held in the air to draw lines, and the employee representatives in the audience took notes.

The dark circles on Chu Xiaomeng's face gradually worsened, his head began to shake constantly, he seemed to be sleepy, but the expression on his face was hideous and terrifying, and the ghost qi on his body fluctuated from time to time, like the ghost qi described on the forum was out of control, and the ghost thing contained was about to run away.

Bai Ye looked at Chu Xiaomeng's appearance, and five Hades coins floated out of his hand, covering Chu Xiaomeng's face, and gradually the ghost fluctuations on Chu Xiaomeng's body were suppressed and smoothed.

The expression on Chu Xiaomeng's face gradually calmed down, his hands slowly lowered, and the powerful ghost fluctuations on his body were completely put away, but due to the suppression of the money ghost coin, his breathing became inaudible, plus his face was pale, lying on the ground like a corpse.

"Hey, you two. Woohoo!" saw the boss stretch out his hand again, pointing at Bai Ye and about to speak.

"Shh. Bai

Ye's face turned cold, his fingers were placed vertically in the middle of his mouth, and the bosses and employees in the office unconsciously had an extra hemp rope around their necks, connecting the void, and with Bai Ye's heart moving, he jerked upward.

Hang the boss and employee representatives in mid-air, the boss and employee representatives in mid-air, waving their hands indiscriminately, staring at the white night with a resentful expression.

After ten breaths, the hemp rope tightened abruptly, and the boss and employee representatives stuck out their tongues and rolled their eyes, stopping the struggle.

And the ghosts behind the white night also quietly changed, and the stone tablets of the Qingshan cemetery carved on the side of the six dead graves suddenly differentiated into several chains that exuded a decaying aura, extracting the black mist into wisps, and pulling the black into the ghosts little by little. The area of the ghost snake is visible to the naked eye. And behind the six dead graves quietly raised a small grave tip.

If it used to be the size of two basketball courts, it is now half the size of a football field.

Bai Ye glanced at the newly added small tomb in the ghost, and there was a virtual panel on it

: miser: Money-hungry obsession:

Extremely afraid of death before death, afraid that the money would not return to him after death, while thinking of guarding his own money, on the other hand, thinking of squeezing his subordinates to get more money.

Ghost (pseudo): Overworked ghost (pseudo) Note: Absorbed

ability: Let people with weak hearts, in the ghost, can obey the arrangement of misers, quietly fall into the life of overworkers, if they can't get out, the cycle leads to death from overwork.