I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Why are you so impulsive?

I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you cutting?

Are you the only one with a knife?

Speechless, Wang Zun smiled bitterly. Did Zhu Jin dislike him for being too boring?

"Boss, can you be more direct next time? You talk so much, it makes my head grow bigger and I need to drain it again!"

The boss was disgusted at first glance, and Wang Zun rolled his eyes!

"嘤嘤......"

Xiao Ling also clenched his fists and pulled the rabbit ears off, looking very helpless.

Zhong Yanyan, Liang Hong, Pi... also looked at Wang Zun with their eyes turning.

Wang Zun:(⊙w⊙)

have to!

I was despised.

Go up and pick up the small bottle. Through the glass, you can feel the black blood inside exuding a turbulent aura of power.

Moreover, this black blood is pure energy, unlike the clown's blood, which is full of violence and madness.

This black blood only needs to be absorbed.

Datou looked at Wang Zun eagerly, he longed for this drop of black blood.

Little Ling was not interested and jumped up and down on Big Tou's head.

Zhong Yanyan and the three ghosts didn't have any idea. They knew very well that this blood would not belong to them.

They were just Wang Zun's partners, and they could not completely obey and trust Wang Zun from the beginning to the end.

They also have a purpose. As long as the work at the Beauty Plastic Surgery Hospital is completed, they will leave without mercy.

"It's up to you, my family!"

Wang Zun handed the small bottle to Zhu Jin.

Zhu Jin has curly hair, no shirt, bright red trousers, a bloody butcher knife in his hand, and a star-like white light shining deep in his eyes.

He can be regarded as evolving into a white-eyed red-clothed fierce ghost, and he is faster than Xiao Ling.

Zhu Jin did not take the small bottle. He hesitated, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you stressed?" Wang Zun saw his concerns.

"Yes!" Zhu Jin nodded: "Taking it means that I will have to bear more responsibilities in this family!"

Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief. This trivial matter could be solved with just words, which was his specialty.

"Boss, give it to me. I'm not afraid of pressure. My head is already so big. It doesn't matter if a little more pressure swells my head. Don't worry, leave it to me. Everyone's safety in the future is my responsibility. I will

I will take good care of you!"

"One look at my big head, you know that I have the potential to become a giant, so it's right to leave it to me!"

Datou patted his own head, full of confidence, staring at the small bottle, drooling.

"roll?!"

"good!"

The big head walked out of the side in despair, curling his lips and getting angry, and stood still. His head was too heavy, and even if he didn't move, his body would sway from side to side like a roly-poly.

"You go in first!"

Wang Zun drove the other ghosts into the shadows and looked at Zhu Jin seriously.

"I know that you are not afraid, not afraid, or giving up this drop of blood because you are afraid of having to bear more responsibilities. You are afraid that you have received more benefits than them, but you are unable to do more of your responsibility to protect us.

good."

"You're just afraid that you're not good enough, aren't you?"

Zhu Jin was slightly stunned, then nodded.

"I know you, I understand you. You don't have to be afraid at all. Just do your best. Ever since we became friends, partners, and family members, you have never let me down. Not before, not now, and never in the future."

There will be."

"You are the family member I rely on the most, my backer, and my general who charges into battle. You are more mature, braver, and more attentive than Big Tou and Xiao Ling. You are my greatest confidence in life and death. You have to become more

Only by being strong can I be safe again."

Xiaoling:(′?_?`)

Taitou:(；￣ェ￣)

is it necessary?

Is it necessary to praise one and suppress two?

Won’t your conscience hurt?

Are you polite?

Of course, Da Tou and Xiao Ling dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. They felt sorry in their hearts and smiled on their faces.

Wang Zun was still looking at Zhu Jin, who was silent for a long time, did not speak, and was still hesitating.

Afraid that I am not good enough, I dare not ask for too much.

Zhu Jin is indeed a kind-hearted person. He was like this during his lifetime, and even after his death, he still protects the people he likes.

All right!

To put it bluntly, he is an out-and-out licking dog.

"What are you still thinking about? Take it, just try your best!"

Wang Zun put the small bottle into Zhu Jin's hand. Zhu Jin thought deeply for a while, then nodded and walked into the shadow.

Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhu Jin could become a fierce ghost with white eyes and red clothes, he would be very confident.

If you keep going up, you still have enough time, but you can’t delay too much.

Arriving at the place where the old man buried the earthen jar, Wang Zun suddenly stopped for a moment. The light inadvertently shone on the platform, and his eyes shrank involuntarily.

There were two candles on the platform, but one was missing and the remaining one was only half burned.

What made Wang Zun's scalp numb was that there was a gap in the half candle.

The gap is like a crescent-shaped mouth, and the candle seems to have been bitten off by something.

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva. There were really all kinds of monsters and ghosts on this Black Spirit Mountain. As a veteran, Wang Zun did not dare to be careless.

The place is full of red-clothed fierce ghosts, and even his group is not enough to see!

Just as I was about to continue walking up, I suddenly heard a strange sound.

The sound made by eating something.

Wang Zun looked around and saw the light moving little by little. Finally, he spotted a small figure behind a row of earthen jars.

He was a small figure, his whole body was gray and black, and he had no clothes on, just like a catfish.

She was about three or four years old, holding a white candle in her hand and chewing on it desperately.

The white candle was very unpalatable. As she ate it, she vomited it out and tried to swallow it down. The squeaking sound was extremely loud and terrifying.

A little devil!

Wang Zun didn't want to entangle with the other party, so he turned around and left.

Yes!

Just as he was about to leave, the kid suddenly raised his head, showed a twisted expression, kicked his hands and feet, and flew up.

Looks like a frog!

twitter!

Lime powder was scattered and white smoke flew up.

Swing the ghost hammer, sweep out the hammer wind, and hit it with one hammer!

puff!

Falling apart, white smoke rising!

A little brat, Wang Zun still has some strength without the help of his family.

Keep going!

finally!

Thirty meters above Heiling Mountain, small platforms were built here one after another. The old man was very attentive and very orderly and standardized.

There are earthen jars buried in every platform here, and the platforms are also filled with earthen jars, which are a bit scary.

There were no numbers on these platforms, so Wang Zun could only look forward one by one. The only thing he knew was that there was a carved human face on the black earthen jar, and he had a small platform to himself.

There aren't many crocks here that can have their own platform, right?

To the west, Wang Zun walked along the Black Spirit Mountain, very carefully, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

He was 100% sure that there might be a ghost following him, or there might be a ghost hiding somewhere, staring at him with dull eyes.

At the foot of Heiling Mountain, in the wooden house, the old man looked at Wang Zun walking towards the black jar through the gap in the wooden planks, and couldn't help but shudder.

This young man is really full of courage!

The old man also saw several vague figures following Wang Zun. The figures were swaying and wanted to get closer, but they did not dare to get too close.

Whenever Wang Zun looks back, they always disappear quietly!

…

After Wang Zun turned a corner, he finally saw a small earthen jar on a small platform!

Wang Zun's happy mood fell again before it could rise.

There is indeed only one earthenware jar on this small platform, and it is a black earthenware jar.

However, there is no carved human face on the surface of this black earthen jar.

This black clay pot is not the one I am looking for!

Without stopping, Wang Zun wanted to continue moving forward.

Little did they know, it was also at this time!

The black earthen jar suddenly trembled, and the lid on it shook and made a crashing sound!

Um?

Wang Zun looked back and did not go up, not wanting to meddle in other people's business, but the other party didn't think so.

When he was about to leave, the black earthen jar trembled again, and the jar lid collided, making a crisp sound.

Staring, Wang Zun looked back and saw a gray hand quickly retracting into the earthen pot.

Wang Zun thought for a while, grinned, and walked slowly to the earthen jar, not moving at all, staring at the lid of the jar.

About a minute later, the jar lid suddenly moved slightly, and then quietly lifted up.

A pair of dull eyes met Wang Zun's eyes.

boom!

The ghost in the jar was startled and quickly shrank back. At this moment, he was panicking.

He has always been the one who scares people, and no one has ever scared him.

Now, he was shocked by someone!

A guy who is not afraid of death is actually staring at him from outside. Is this a fucking person?

This is also the time!

He saw the lid of the jar being opened little by little, the light shining in, and a smiling face appearing, staring down at him.

Ghost:?_?

Isn't it too aggressive?

Can you stop being so scary?

What came into view was a head, a man's head. The expression on his face was very exciting, fearful and strong.

"If you remain restless, I will scatter your ashes. Do you believe it or not?"

Wang Zun grabbed a handful of soil, threw it into the earthen jar, and then covered the earthen jar.

The ghost was so frightened that it trembled and hid in the jar.

So cruel!

Wang Zun is going to spread his ashes!

He actually threatened a ghost, is he still human?

Forget it, if you throw a handful of dirt into someone else's earthen pot before leaving, that's very unethical!

Ghosts dare to be angry but dare not speak. Wang Zun is more terrifying than ghosts. He does not regard himself as a human being and does not regard ghosts as ghosts!

It is simply heartless!

Keep going!

Finally, Wang Zun finally found his goal!

Three meters away in front of me, there is a small platform. On the platform is a jet black earthen jar, the kind that is so black that it shines!

This black earthen jar is unique at first glance. The lid is an inverted earthenware bowl. The coconut-shaped jar is only the size of a human head. A carved face with facial features is clearly visible, filling the entire jar body.

This face is very strange. It looks like it is smiling but not smiling, and it looks like crying but not crying. It is changing at an invisible speed, slowly switching between laughing and crying, so it looks like it is smiling but not smiling, and looking like crying but not.

cry.

Wang Zun was sure that this was the key point of the black earthen jar he was looking for. It was the vague sound of drums coming from the black earthen jar!

No!

This is not a drumbeat!

This is the sound of heartbeat!