I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

A dark room with a conference table as red as blood.

Most of the seats were empty, only eight people sat quietly in a circle,

They are old and young, male and female, and the common feature is that they wear strange masks on their faces, covering their faces.

Everyone exudes a strange aura, and seems to be an exceptionally powerful ghost sender.

"Have you decided? Raiding the fierce level dungeon?"

"It's time. If we can succeed, our death forum will definitely be able to secure the throne of the number one force of the tricksters."

"Which copy to choose?"

"Hongguang Homeland, this is the one with the most complete information among the known dungeons of the evil level."

"But Hongguang's home is in Jinghai, and the butcher is also in Jinghai. The Bureau of Conspiracy will always be watching us."

"It doesn't matter, the gap in the coffin is getting bigger and bigger, we can take out more bones."

"this……"

A few people talked to each other, discussing a plan that could shock the entire world.

They actually wanted to attack the evil dungeon when the obsession-level dungeons caused heavy casualties to humans.

Although everyone's face is hidden behind a mask, their arrogance can still be seen from their eyes.

Rumble!

The ground beneath his feet trembled wildly.

A strange evil spirit permeated the air.

"There is a problem with the tomb!"

"The fierce god is rioting, this time the movement is bigger than any other time!"

"Go and see what's going on."

Several people spoke in shock, did not dare to hesitate, and hurried to the tomb along the secret passage.

I was seeing the sound of the nine chains humbling, tightly trapping the trembling sarcophagus.

On the bronze stone pillar, the relief of the dragon corpse is roaring.

A deep sense of death filled the tomb.

Their eyes were full of horror, and they returned to the entrance of the tomb in a panic.

In the tomb, two terrifying forces are fighting against each other.

They didn't want to be torn into pieces by the turbulent breath.

A full hour passed.

The bronze stone pillar finally suppressed the sarcophagus.

The eight people waited for a while before carefully entering to check the situation.

"No wonder the fierce god is angry."

"One of its phalanx appears irretrievable."

"My weirdness tells me that the amputated phalanx is in an unperceivable place."

"Who did it?"

All eight were a little angry.

One of the trump cards of the death forum of this skeleton remains, unexpectedly, a finger bone was taken away by someone.

Of all the people, the one with the weird smiley mask on his face was the angriest.

It was he who lent the phalanx.

I thought that no matter what happened, the fierce Shendu would be able to recall the phalanx through the air.

I didn't expect such an accident to happen now.

"Even if Gao Minglan has become an evil spirit, it is impossible for her to take the evil finger bone as her own!"

The person wearing the mask of a weird smiling face is called a weird smile in the death forum, but his real identity is Li Xiao, Gao Minglan's former student.

"Go, check the current situation of the abandoned teaching building."

Several people left in a hurry and returned to the headquarters above the tomb.

Just as they were about to retrieve information, their respective mobile phones rang at the same time.

[Obsession level dungeon, abandoned teaching building completed excess exploration degree]

[Dungeon Strange Death]

[The dungeon hides and escapes strangely]

[The copy disappeared and will no longer appear]

The blood-red handwriting, squirming and twisting, seems to have a hint of irony.

Li Xiao was shocked, followed by uncontrollable anger.

Obviously, his operation failed completely.

With the strength of the five brothers Dao, it is impossible to complete such a high degree of exploration.

The secret of leaving is weird, it should be Gao Minglan who is obsessed with red clothes.

"Someone hacked this dungeon."

"The phalanx was taken away by this person, and I don't know how to hide it!"

Li Xiao looked around at the crowd and said coldly:

"Everyone, from today onwards, I suggest that official members of the forum enter the dungeon and carry part of the remains with them."

"The remains are connected to each other, which can help us find this guy."

"If you dare to covet the things in our death forum, no matter who it is, you must let him die without a whole body!"

...

"Another copy completely disappeared?"

Director General Li Han was silent for a while.

Although in the Weird Age, the Bureau of Wisdom has a high authority and a lot of manpower.

But Yanlong Kingdom is so big, there are always some dungeons, which they haven't discovered by the Conspiracy Bureau.

Just like an abandoned school building.

"There is no copy of this in the horror live broadcast list."

"The mobile phone is tricky and refuses to tell who is behind the attack."

"Is there another mysterious existence?"

"still……"

An image of a person appeared in Li Han's mind.

A young man who looks very gentle.

Yang Shou.

The disappearance of the 404 copy has something to do with Yang Shou.

Li Han attaches great importance to this, and specially sets up a special team to focus on investigating Yang Shou.

But so far, they still don't have the slightest clue.

Every Yang Shou found does not match the one in the copy.

This is a very strange thing.

In today's high-speed Internet, it is impossible to have a person without traces of life.

Unless the person doesn't exist at all.

"Who the hell is Yang Shou?"

Li Han thought hard, but still had no idea.

"Director, I have something to report."

A subordinate pushed the door and rushed in nervously.

"What's up?"

Li Han asked with a frown.

"The death forum we have been tracking seems to be preparing to attack Hongguang's homeland."

"Should we find a way to stop them?"

Tapping his fingers on the table, Li Han thought for a moment, then smiled.

"They're so arrogant."

"Hongguang Homeland is not that simple."

"I estimate that even if the members of the death forum who entered this time did not die, they would still be skinned."

"They take the initiative to go in, so let them go."

"You take the list that was randomly entered this time."

The subordinate directly handed over the document in his hand.

"I know you might read it, it's sorted."

"Hmm." Li Han opened the file and looked at the names on the list with a little pity in his eyes.

Not everyone is willing to take the initiative to enter the copy.

But the strange era does not allow them to choose.

Just like Hongguang Homes, they will distribute real estate brochures in a weird way.

It will inexplicably appear in the car basket, on the rearview mirror, and on the handle of the door.

When you pick it up and glance at it, you will be on the death invitation list.

Or rush to Hongguang Home Real Estate Center within ten hours.

Or, just die silently from the curse.

"Um?"

Li Han froze for a moment.

He saw a familiar name.

Reba.

"The Jinghai Conspiracy Investigation Bureau has reported that Reba is suspected to have a connection with a certain high-level spooky."

"If it's true."

"Then this time, the Hongguang Homestead is going to be lively."