I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

"Wuwuwu... no, no..."

His head continued to jump back, not letting Wang Zun's hand get closer, and he kept crying.

"Then what are you going to do?" Wang Zun frowned.

"I want you to accompany me...wuwuwu..."

The head has a faint opening, and the hair is like a snake, crawling all over the small compartment, and the squirming look is very scary.

"That's no problem. How can I accompany you? Just ask, I like to help others. It is my motto to help others when encountering injustice. Just tell me, I will never refuse!"

Wang Zun said it very seriously, feeling like he would sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman.

"Ming wu wu wu... you must be able to do it, you must be able to, you can accompany me when you come in, just come in!"

The head said something that made Wang Zun pull up his face, and the squirming hair tightened little by little, making Wang Zun's neck painful, and there was a pulling force that pulled him deeper into the compartment.

What does it mean?

It's just a cubicle that's a little bigger than a person's head. You want me to go in and accompany you?

Is this human language?

Is it okay to be crazy?

"I'm such a big guy, I can't go in. How about you come out? Okay?"

Wang Zun smiled, but he was not afraid at all. He was more curious about what this ghost could do and what he was going to do to him!

"Come in, I'll help you!"

His head trembled slightly, and his squirming hair became tangled into a dozen arms-sized hands, which tightly wrapped around Wang Zun's neck and pulled him in forcefully.

"If you can't get in, don't force it!"

Wang Zun was tied up so much that he could hardly breathe, and he couldn't help but take action against the ghost.

"Woooooooo..."

The head let out another miserable cry, jumped and jumped, and its long hair spread out, revealing a horse face!

"I'll help you. Just put your head in like I did. You just have to be patient. I'll use my strength and twist your head off. Then we can become real friends!"

The horse-faced human-head uttered chilling words, and Wang Zun widened his eyes and took a deep breath.

Who the hell wants to be like you?

The hand made of tangled hair used force and scratched Wang Zun's neck like a knife, getting harder and harder and stinging more and more.

"Come, let's come together, let's hide here together!"

The horse-faced man-head smiled, and his cries turned into laughter, jumping up and down, getting closer like a basketball.

This is also the time!

The wooden board cracked, and a bloody butcher knife broke into the wood and chopped off the horse-faced man's head.

Poof!

The horse-faced human head was split into two, let out a roar, turned into a black ghostly aura, and disappeared completely!

Wang Zun felt his neck loosen, pulled his head out, wiped his neck, felt a little cool, and couldn't help curling his lips.

I also wanted to play with the horse-faced human head more, but I didn’t expect Zhu Jin to be so impatient and cut him off with a knife...

Waving his hands, Wang Zun continued to walk towards the sofa. The surroundings were still dark, quiet, and filled with wind.

In the whole world, it seems that I am the only one left, weird, gloomy and uneasy!

Wang Zun saw the sofa!

In front of the wall near the end of the second-hand furniture recycling market, there is a long sofa.

From a distance, Wang Zun only saw a rough outline of the sofa, and there was nothing special about it.

Nothing weird happened. Wang Zun came to the sofa and the light shone on it. There was nothing special about it.

This is a leather sofa!

The sofa has been used for a long time, and there are many cracks on the unknown leather surface, covering the entire sofa.

Wang Zunzai looked carefully, up and down, and found nothing wrong.

The only eye-catching thing is that there is a piece of new leather on the worn-out sofa, which was patched up later.

The skin that was added after that looked very weird, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a human shape.

Looking at it from another angle, it looks more like the mark left by a person lying on it for a long time.

Wang Zun's eyebrows twitched and he was about to take out "Hundred Methods of Seeing Ghosts" to take a look.

Little did they know!

A strange voice suddenly sounded.

The direction the sound came from was under a tin awning.

There are a lot of furniture placed under the iron awning, including everything. Without exception, these furniture are full of traces of time.

Wang Zun's light shone over, and among the various furniture, there was a rocking chair. The rocking chair was shaking gently, making a "creak" sound.

There is a figure lying on the rocking chair!

The figure has silver hair, holds a leaf fan in his hand, and is lying leisurely on the rocking chair.

Wang Zun's eyebrows twitched. This silver-haired old man didn't look like the ghost he was looking for.

Do you want to go there?

While Wang Zun hesitated, the silver-haired old man suddenly spoke.

"Young man... come here and help me. The old woman can't get up. Come and help her!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the silver-haired old man on the rocking chair moved, as if he wanted to get up, but couldn't.

Wang Zun thought for a while, but he still walked up and came to the rocking chair. His eyes trembled involuntarily.

This ghost didn't recognize life at all. He showed his face directly. It was a cat's face!

The cat has a ferocious face, grinning, and all the hair on it explodes, it's extremely scary!

"Young man, come on, lend a hand and help the old woman!"

The silver-haired old man stretched out his hand, not polite at all.

Wang Zun smiled and without hesitation, reached out and pulled him up from the rocking chair.

"Thank you, young man. When other people see an old man like me falling down and unable to get up, he avoids me. You are very caring!"

The silver-haired old man was very satisfied with Wang Zun's performance.

"It's just a piece of cake. It's no big deal. Be careful, don't drop your old man!"

Wang Zun looked at her, wanting to know what she wanted to do next.

"Young man, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

"It's not safe here. It's very weird. You'd better leave quickly!"

The silver-haired old man shook the leaf fan gently in his hand, spoke very seriously, and looked around.

"Weird? What kind of weird?"

Wang Zun was still smiling and motionless, showing no intention of leaving.

"For example, ghost! This place is very scary, and there are weird things everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be in danger."

The silver-haired old man came over, pretended, and whispered softly in Wang Zun's ear.

"ghost?"

"What kind of ghost? Is it scary? Is it powerful?"

Wang Zun also looked like a curious baby and blinked.

"For example...a ghost like an old woman..."

The silver-haired old man was suddenly startled. The hair on the cat's face exploded. The cat opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and then roared.

Silver-haired old man:╰(‵□′)╯

He looked very ferocious, but in Wang Zun's eyes, he looked a little funny.

Wang Zun:(′?_?`)

Motionless, Wang Zun stood there dumbfounded, not reacting at all.

Silver-haired old man: "..."

Why don't you give her some reaction and don't stay still? This will embarrass her, okay?

Can you give me some face?

Wang Zun's mouth twitched, and then he pretended to be frightened.

"Wow! I'm so scared, so scary. Someone, please help me, please? I've hit a ghost!"

Wang Zun: "..."

Silver-haired old man: "..."

Well!

One person and one ghost froze in place, looking at each other, not knowing how to react.

Both parties felt very stiff, embarrassed and autistic.

"That...is this okay?"

Wang Zun tried his best not to laugh, but it was a bit uncomfortable to hold it in, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"I'll tear you apart!"

The silver-haired old man was furious, his cat face opened wide, and he jumped out ferociously.

"Fuck you, being a ghost isn't enough to scare others!"

Wang Zun took a handful of lime powder and slapped it on the cat's face.

Chirp!

White smoke was boiling and the sound of cats meowing echoed throughout the second-hand furniture recycling market.

"Xiao Ling, Big Head!"

Wang Zun took a step back, and the little spirits rushed out. One was like a little tiger, biting when it came up, and the other was shaking its big head, like a madman, knocking on it!

Easily, the two ghosts tore the silver-haired old man into pieces and absorbed his strength.

Wang Zun felt that holding the Soul Transformation Bag was of no use, and he didn't know when and how long he would get the Soul Transformation Pill. It would be better to let his family absorb the power of his opponents, so that they would improve faster.

Wang Zun patted Datou's head. This guy has benefited a lot from following behind. Why doesn't he seem to be making any progress?

"It's different. Of course it's different from the normal ones. Don't worry, boss. Just train me, Datou. I will never let you suffer!"

Wang Zun curled his lips, the big-headed boy was quite good at drawing cakes.

Before returning to the sofa, Wang Zun stared at the humanoid mark on it. He always felt a little strange and couldn't tell what was wrong.

He took out "Hundred Methods of Hell". This thing cost him a lot of game points to redeem at the time, and he only used it once, but now he can finally use it again.

It records one hundred ways to summon ghosts. Follow the above and you will be able to see the ghosts you want to see.

However, Wang Zun didn't know what the hell "she" who liked to dance was, and he didn't know what method to use.

Turn to the end and there is a sentence.

[If you don’t know what kind of ghost it is, you can spend 20 game points to summon a ghost within 500 meters centered on you!]

Wang Zun: "..."

Looking at the pitiful blackjack game coupons left on the exchange column, Wang Zun was speechless.

Game points are never enough!

He also worked hard and hoped that the reward at the end of the boss mission would be extremely generous.

With a cruel heart and gritted teeth, Wang Zun ordered the exchange.

Suddenly, another line of words appeared on the page.

[With a bowl of water and a pair of chopsticks, take ten steps on the road and tap each step to summon all ghosts within 500 meters!]

This second-hand furniture recycling market is more than 500 meters wide. Wang Zun doesn't know how many ghosts are hidden here, but there are quite a few.

There is no other way, Wang Zun can only become a lock picker again.

After spending two minutes, he opened the door of a shop, found a bowl and chopsticks from the kitchen, filled the bowl with water, and then walked to the center of the road.

I looked at the time and saw that the mission was over in half an hour.

Wang Zun did not hesitate, took a step forward, and tapped the bowl in his hand.

The water in the bowl rippled in circles.

With this knock, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.