I broke the horror game

Bull-headed and horse-faced beasts, in myths and legends of previous lives, were the soul seducers of the underworld, but in horror games, their identity seems to have undergone a huge change.

Niutou became a ghost dealer.

I don’t know what identity Ma Mian will be.

But looking at the motorcycle riding on the horse, Luo couldn't help but light up. The black body and ferocious shell looked like a beast moving forward in the dark night, with green will-o'-the-wisps emitting, much like the villains in blockbusters.

Spirit Knight.

The only thing that was a bit inconsistent was the horse's face, which was too long and looked out of place with the steel beast.

"I didn't expect this horse noodles to be quite moist."

Luo Yi looked at the horse's face outside the car window, the black jacket, and the protruding steel spikes on the shoulders. It was exactly the look of a trendy man.

This horror game is indeed a hodgepodge, and it quite follows the trend.

"Ma Mian, you are not welcome here."

Not long after the horse appeared, a larger bull's head walked out of the darkness. It looked like a small giant, and the ground would tremble slightly with every step it took.

The bull head is wearing a red cloak, giving it a sense of sight as the Bull Demon King.

"The boss of the Minotaur?" Luo Yi sat in the car, eating melon seeds. From the current look, some interesting things might happen next.

In the previous life, this kind of scene could only be seen in movies, but now that I am immersed in it, I have to say that this feeling is very refreshing.

It's just that for Luo Yi, the scene is very satisfying, but for other ghosts, it will only make them more desperate.

A bull's head is not enough, now the horse's head is also coming, so they have no chance to escape.

"What does this horse noodle do?" Luo Yi reached out and poked the female ghost next to him.

The female ghost who was originally so nervous that she was trembling was almost jumped out of her seat when Luo Yi poked her like this.

"Brother, you, you... what did you say?" The female ghost was so frightened that she could not even speak.

"You are a ghost after all, can't you be more courageous?" Luo Yi was a little speechless. Looking at the performance of the female ghost and the ghosts in the carriage, he found that these ghosts seemed to be much less courageous than humans.

Not scared at all.

"Okay, okay." The female ghost did not dare to refute Luo Yi's words, so she could only pretend to be calm.

Luo Yi didn't try to point out the female ghost. He pointed to the horse noodles outside the car window and asked, "I just asked you, what do these horse noodles do? Are they also ghost dealers?"

"They, they are not ghost dealers." The female ghost shook her head and said, "They are the mortal enemies of the bull head."

"Revenge?" Luo Yi raised his eyebrows, becoming even more interested.

The horses and bulls that came out were equally powerful, so I wonder if they would fight.

Luo Yi hoped to start a fight so that he could eat melon seeds and continue watching the show.

…

While Luo Yi was thinking about watching a show, the eyes of the cow and the horse outside the car had already met, and a tit-for-tat atmosphere instantly spread around.

In the dark night, more minotaurs walked out.

Not to be outdone, the horse-faced ghosts also came out with a group of horse-faced ghosts, whose numbers were not inferior to the minotaur ghosts.

Under the night, the atmosphere gradually solidified, and the war seemed about to break out.

"Ma Mian, you are not welcome here. If you know what you are looking for, leave immediately." The leader Niu Tou, who was wearing a red cloak, said coldly to Ma Mian who was riding on the motorcycle.

Hearing this, Ma Mian was unmoved. He sat on the motorcycle and casually picked out his ears and said, "Nutou, this is not your territory. Why do you want us to leave with just one word?"

Niutou's face darkened: "Then what do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything." Ma Mian smiled, showing his big front teeth, and glanced at the bus surrounded in the middle: "This bus is not weak in ghost strength. It should be able to sell a lot of ghost coins, right?"

"What on earth do you want to say?" Niu Tou's face became increasingly gloomy. It had already guessed the purpose of Ma Mian's trip.

"It's very simple." He immediately held out a finger and said, "I want half of this car ghost."

"Why the hell don't you go and grab it?" Although he had already guessed it, when Ma Mian said this, Niu Tou was still angry. He took out a huge ghost ax from behind and pointed it directly at Ma Mian: "If you want

Even if your soul is gone, I can help you."

"Niutou, you still have the same bullish temper, and you haven't made any progress at all." Ma Mian shook his head: "What good is there in fighting and killing? Why don't we sit down and have a good chat?"

As he spoke, Ma Mian snapped his fingers.

Then, several horse-faced ghosts walked out. One of them bent down, his body filled with ghostly aura. After a while, it turned into a table, and the other two horse-faced ghosts squatted down and turned into two stools.

"Sit down and talk!" Ma Mian, the leader, sat down first.

Seeing this, Niu Tou hesitated for a moment, then walked to the table and sat down.

"Ma Mian, let's start with the ugly words. All these ghost carriages belong to us, and you don't want to take any of them away." Niu Tou held the ghost axe, and stared at Ma Mian with his huge bull's eyes.

"Haha." Ma Mian waved his hand, and a pot of tea and two cups appeared.

"Don't be so absolute." Ma Mian picked up the teapot and filled two cups respectively. However, the contents were not tea, but human blood.

"This is the old blood that I have collected for many years. Try it."

Niu Tou snorted coldly, but still picked up the cup and drank the blood in it.

"How about it?"

“Just so so.”

"Is it just so-so?" Ma Mian picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then he didn't dwell on the issue. Instead, he put down the teacup and said: "This time, half of the ghosts in the car are you and half of me. Harmony brings wealth."

,how?"

"Not at all." Tou Niu said with a gloomy face: "Ma Mian, you can grab it yourself if you want, but you come to grab the bun in my hand. What do you mean? Do you really think that I, Niu Tou, am afraid of you?"

Seeing Niu Tou still disagreed, the smile on Ma Mian's face gradually solidified: "Old Niu, what you just drank was 73-year-old blood. I don't think I need to say more about how precious this blood is?"

"You drink my blood and then turn around and reject me. Is this really okay?"

"Is it what I want to drink?" Niutou sneered: "You gave me the drink yourself, what do you care about me? In short, don't think about this car ghost."

After saying that, Niutou stood up directly, turned around and left.

"etc."

"What, are you going to do it hard?" Niutou's ghostly aura suddenly surged.

"No, no, no." Ma Mian shook his head, and then said: "I don't need a car of ghosts, but give me a ghost headquarters?"

"A ghost?" Niutou frowned and did not agree immediately. He always felt that something was wrong.

Seeing Niu Tou hesitate, Ma Mian waved his hand, and the teapot on the table flew towards Niu Tou.

"Exchange this pot of 73 old blood for a ghost, so you won't lose anything." Ma Mian looked at Niu Tou and said, "I think the value of this pot of 73 old blood should be better than the value of a ghost, right?"

"Okay." Niutou took the pot of 73-year-old blood. Ma Mian said it right. The value of this pot of old blood is definitely better than the value of a ghost if sold on the black market.

With Niutou's agreement, the corners of Ma Mian's mouth raised slightly and he said, "Can I pick out one of the ghosts in the car?"

"No problem." Niutou didn't stop him this time.

Anyway, no matter what ghost the horse chooses, even if it is the strongest ghost in the car, it will not lose at all.?