I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

After reading this post, Wang Zun felt it was amazing. A fool could return to normal after eating a bowl of water poured by Grandma Jin?

No one knows how Grandma Jin did it. In short, there are many posts about similar things in the supernatural forum, and every poster has come out with their own experience to ensure that they are true.

Some people say that Grandma Jin can summon ghosts and gods. Some people say that they inadvertently saw a disheveled evil spirit appear behind Grandma Jin, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Some people say that Grandma Jin is a disciple of a certain Taoist sect. She learned Taoist methods and went down the mountain to save people.

Some people say that Grandma Jin can communicate with ghosts and gods, and everything she summons is done by the ghosts and gods she summons.

Some people also say that Grandma Jin is the reincarnation of a fairy and comes to save the world!

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All in all, people who know Grandma Jin praise her to the sky. Facts have proved that Grandma Jin is indeed capable and has solved many things that cannot be explained by science.

If Wang Zun didn't know that she secretly stole other people's souls, he would think so too.

During the day, she is the reincarnation of a god who saves people, and is respected by everyone.

At night, she is a demon who commands her subordinates to steal other people's souls!

It’s completely two-sided!

Naturally, Wang Zun would not think that Grandma Jin was some great deity or a good person.

Maybe the fools and mentally ill patients she treated... became like this because of her.

Wang Zun scrolled down and found a unique post. Other posts were praising Grandma Jin. The title of this post was cursing Grandma Jin!

[Jinfeng is an evil ghost with a human face and an animal heart. He appears to be a good person, but secretly he is an evil ghost that eats people without spitting out their bones! 】

Wang Zun became interested, clicked in and took a look, and became even more interested.

The person who posted this introduced himself as living on Changkang Road and knew everything about Jinfeng.

The poster first stated that he was only posting this post on his behalf, but the content was told to him by his grandfather.

Jinfeng, now Grandma Jin, married into Changkang Village when she was in her forties.

Changkang Road, which was formerly Changkang Village, is now developed and is also called Changkang District. Changkang Road is just a thoroughfare in the district.

Jinfeng did not marry willingly. She was trafficked to Changkang Village and married a 70-year-old man at the time.

The newly married Jinfeng had no expression on her face and kept silent. She was not happy. Instead, she suffered endless torture. Her seventy-year-old husband punched and kicked her, and the people in the village gave her cold looks.

She was a woman who was trafficked. At that time, women did not have much status, let alone a woman who was trafficked by human traffickers.

Jinfeng hated her husband and everyone in the village. Every night she could hear Jinfeng's heart-rending screams, her cries of reluctance from being tortured.

Finally, she waited. Her seventy-year-old husband died a year later. When he was buried, a black coffin was dug out of the ground. At that time, no one knew the origin of the black coffin, and it was not opened.

After the people in the village buried Jinfeng's husband, they left hastily, leaving the black coffin for Jinfeng to dispose of.

No one knows how Jinfeng dealt with the black coffin later. They only know that from then on, Jinfeng seemed to have changed. She was no longer silent and no longer subject to cynicism. She would do anything that was unfair to her.

Fight back, resist.

The grandfather of the original poster said that Jinfeng became extremely cruel and indifferent after that. Someone quarreled with her and the other person died the next day.

Someone made irresponsible remarks in secret, and the next day, this person also died.

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Everything involving Jinfeng would involve human lives. In the end, the village decided to drive Jinfeng out.

However, this was not successful. The people who went to drive away the golden phoenix all fell ill the next day, their bodies were rotten, and there was no cure.

At this time, the people in the village discovered that Jinfeng was not a soft persimmon and had been hiding it.

Although there is no evidence for all of this, they all know that it is Jinfeng's fault!

From now on, no one dares to mess with Jinfeng, even if they say bad things about her behind her back!

Someone once secretly climbed the wall to peek at Jinfeng's house, and found that there were two figures in Jinfeng's house, and everything was in pairs, including shoes, chopsticks, toothbrushes...

What was even more unexpected was that there was a small room behind Jinfeng's house, and something seemed to be hidden in it.

The grandfather of the original poster said that he once sneaked in and took a look, and there was a black coffin hidden in that small room!

I don’t know when Jinfeng started to become a magic stick. They said she was a magic stick and she helped many people. They said she was not a magic stick because she was evil.

Until now, Jinfeng has become the Grandma Jin, the God of Jin, the Immortal of Jin that everyone respects... and everyone of her generation is almost dead, including the poster's grandfather!

All in all, Jinfeng is not a good person, and the good things he does are just to cover up the bad things he has done.

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"Black coffin!"

"Is this the black coffin she's talking about?"

Wang Zun murmured to himself, everything seemed to be clear now. Grandma Jin took other people's souls for the sake of the things in the black coffin, right?

Zombies?

Fierce ghost?

Or a goblin?

Wang Zun didn't know, but he had already planned to go meet Grandma Jin tomorrow!

I don't think much about it. It's best to resolve this matter first before the mission is released.

Otherwise, when the mission comes, he won't have time to take care of it.

At 2:30 in the morning, Wang Zun wanted to go down to the basement to take a look, but everything was fine and he didn't think much about it. If the things inside the Blood Gate were to come out, it would definitely make a loud noise. There was no sound, which meant everything was normal.

Just fall asleep!

Opening his eyes again, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Zun yawned, but did not find Da Tou at the end of the bed. Could Da Tou really have given up?

No longer guarding his bed?

Wang Zun was a little unaccustomed to not having Da Tou guarding the bed. Of course, he didn't want Da Tou to guard the bed. What if Da Tou reacted after falling asleep and Da Tou couldn't see everything?

Datou didn't stay in bed anymore, but Bai Wuchang came again.

Bai Wuchang is stuck on the ceiling in a large shape, with small bloody eyes, a mouth with a smile, and a white body, staring at Wang Zun with hooking eyes!

Like a pervert!

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, is his bed so fragrant?

I washed my face and brushed my teeth, and brushed my teeth for Xiao Ling. Then I went out directly, had a meal on the side of the road, and then headed to Changkang Road.

Changkang Road!

Or let’s talk about Changkang District, which can be regarded as a relatively prosperous area in Fengcheng District. There are rows of high-rise buildings, busy traffic, luxury cars everywhere, and beautiful and handsome men everywhere.

What is incompatible with the high-rise buildings here is that there is a building that looks like an ancestral hall on the roadside, with red tiles and red bricks, and is antique. There is a plaque on it that says Jinfengju!

Tsk tsk!

It has to be said that in the bustling city, in the center of the high-rise buildings, there is a private courtyard. One can imagine how powerful the owner of this courtyard is!

Outside Jinfengju, there were two very long human-shaped queues, almost reaching the end of the street. It was so crowded that some people thought some celebrities were appearing here.

Wang Zun was really surprised. He had reached this point and died without any regrets.

It is conceivable how popular Grandma Jin is here and how powerful she is. Otherwise, she would not have so many believers.

Wang Zun saw a sign at the door of Jinfengju, which stated that Grandma Jin could only receive 10 guests a day and would close at 5 o'clock in the evening.

Wang Zun was not in a hurry. He knew he couldn't get in either, so he simply went to the coffee shop opposite and ordered a cup of coffee, calmly.

17:00!

The door of Jinfengju was closed, but the people lining up outside did not leave. On the contrary, there were more and more people.

If Grandma Jin is really that amazing, it would be worth queuing for a month.

Wang Zun waited until ten o'clock in the evening before he came out of the coffee shop. The moment he looked at Jinfengju, Wang Zun frowned. As expected, Jinfengju had something amazing hidden in it!

In his eyes, gray-black ghostly aura was rising continuously from Jinfeng Juli, gathering in the mid-air of the building to form a ghostly aura cloud.

A fierce trend!

This ghost energy cloud can only be created by powerful ghosts, and it represents a status symbol.

Red eye?

Wang Zun murmured to himself, disapproving of it, so what if the red eyes were red? There were three red eyes beside him, so what the hell!

After finding a position, Wang Zun used the dragon's tail to climb into the Golden Phoenix House, which was also an eye-opener.

There are artificial fish ponds, groves, and rockeries in the courtyard, which is not too big or too small.

There are antique lanterns hanging on the trees and on the beams.

It seems that this is a place where ancient scholars lived.

Wang Zun didn't expect that an old witch could be so carefree and have such a vision.

Wang Zun's goal is very clear, to find Grandma Jin and eliminate her and the ghost in the black coffin.

There is only one house in the courtyard. It is antique and very generous. It must have cost a lot of money to build it.

Wang Zun came to the door of the house and gently pushed it open. What he saw was a hall with transparent front and back. There were many ancient paintings hanging in the hall. The paintings on them were not scenery, but the Supreme Laojun and the Jade Emperor.

Tathagata Buddha...

There is also a cooking table with some tools on it, such as glutinous rice, yellow paper, peach wood sword and so on!

Wang Zun just glanced here, and then walked to the end of the inside. There was also a large door at the end, and there was an independent courtyard outside.

This independent courtyard seems relatively simple, and it is a completely different world from the previous courtyard.

There is not even a blade of grass here, just a dilapidated small house made of mud bricks with black tiles on top, which is about the size of a bedroom.

This is this small house, which makes Wang Zun have to be serious. He can feel that there seems to be something powerful hidden in this small house.

Just as Wang Zun stepped forward, a gray ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness on the side and grabbed Wang Zun's neck.

Wang Zun had no expression on his face, and the dragon tail protector swung forward, his ghost hand shattered, and he ran into the darkness again, bringing out a ghost thing.

A white-eyed ghost!

Wang Zun glanced at the ghost and chopped it off with his sword!

puff!

The ghost thing disappeared into ashes and turned into a wisp of clear smoke!

Wang Zun continued to walk forward and came to the small house!