Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

[Side mission two is cancelled, please trigger it again. 】

Scarlet Panel confides.

All players were stunned.

No matter what, the triggered tasks can be cancelled.

While they thought it was ridiculous, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, this monster won't get into the car.

Riding in a car with Wei Tong was definitely the most terrifying experience in their lives.

The old farmer turned around.

But was stopped by Shen Jian.

A hand was placed on the body of this strange creature that was moving a little stiffly.

Pulled it back abruptly.

sly:? ? !

Shen Jian smiled and said: "Guest, what do you mean by turning around now? Are you saying that my service attitude is not good? Please sit tight, this will definitely be the most amazing driving trip you have ever had."

Shen Jian couldn't help but force the old farmer into his seat.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no prompt on the task panel.

His expression grew increasingly displeased.

The force pressing on the old farmer's body became stronger and stronger.

"Guest, I sincerely take you here, why do you look so reluctant? You are making it seem like you are forcing me to do something difficult for you."

Drowned Ghost:...

Is not it?

Do you have no idea what you are doing?

You almost raised your fist, and you asked us if we were unwilling?

Of course we are...

I am willing.

The old farmer's momentum weakened.

Because he found this human being untouchable.

[Side mission 2: Send the old farmer to the wilderness (can be completed)]

[Note: The hearse has an upper limit and cannot be fully loaded. 】

Impressed by Shen Jian's warm greeting, the old farmer rekindled the idea of ​​going home.

The ideas are stronger than ever.

He wants to go home.

Standing in the endless wilderness.

Instead of being forced to sit motionless in the seat.

So embarrassing.

The old farmer raised his head and seemed to be saying: Brother, it’s time to let me go. Humans and ghosts cannot be kissed.

Shen Jian frowned.

Looking at the panel flashing before his eyes, he was a little dissatisfied.

Whether he can complete the tasks in the thriller game or not, it has no effect on him.

Whether it's an S-level rating or a D-level rating, he doesn't care too much.

After all, his main purpose is to capture the ghosts and return them to fill the eighteen levels of hell and obtain Yin Qi.

By the way, look for suitable confiscation in the copy.

Then rely on the ability of Senluo's ghost energy to increase the Yin energy.

There is not much reliance on thriller games.

But he felt that since they were all adults, why should he choose one or the other instead of having both?

Thinking of this, Shen Jian stared at the old farmer: "I think you really want to go to the funeral parlor now."

Old farmer:......

No, I don't want to, I don't want to at all.

I just want to go home.

The old farmer's bloated body began to shake.

Ears of wheat sprouted from his body, like a scarecrow standing in a field.

The face began to turn into straw, revealing a strange and pale smile.

Everyone was shocked.

That smiling face was obviously just an arc trace drawn by straw, but it seemed to be really laughing, emitting a weird, permeating laugh. The laughter could not be described in words, it was sharp...weird?

Creepy.

Then, they found that the corners of their mouths were also rising.

At this moment, everyone was horrified.

Imitation of strange movements is a taboo in the paranormal circle.

This means they are affected.

The strange murderous pattern affects them.

This is very dangerous.

If you are not careful, you may trigger a fatal curse.

They tried their best to suppress the lips that they wanted to raise.

I have gone through all the sad things I can think of in my life.

But the effect is minimal.

The corners of their mouths are still rising.

It's over.

The idea just came up.

Shen Jian's hand has already grasped the opponent's fate.

"Are you laughing at me? How dare you? Cry."

At that moment, the Scarecrow's smile really faded a bit.

His smile cannot infect the people in front of him.

Can it no longer bring people happiness?

His smile faltered.

Because Shen Jian's hand grabbed his throat harder and harder.

He cried.

His eyes widened and his smile dropped.

It is exactly the same as the second to last expression in the second column of the emoticon pack.

"Tsk, it's too ugly to cry. Please recover. I still like your simplicity at the beginning."

Shen Jian was full of disgust.

He let go of his hand.

The ears of wheat on the scarecrow are also disappearing.

He became the old farmer wearing a straw hat again.

"Do you want to go to the funeral parlor now? I just want to burn the wheat ears on my body and fix my hair."

Shen Jian's smile remained the same.

Old Farmer:...

[Side mission has been changed. 】

[Side mission 2: Escort the old farmer to the funeral parlor (can be completed)]

[Task Tips:...]

After seeing the mission prompt on the game panel, Shen Jian was finally satisfied.

He thoughtfully swept away the wheat ears from the old farmer's ragged sleeves and gave him a heartwarming smile.

The old farmer had a stiff expression on his face, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing, and sat motionless in his seat.

Many players also escaped death.

My mood is like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

They were completely convinced.

No matter what posture Shen Jian puts into, they won't move him.

After all, this ruthless brother even changed the game tasks.

The next time I hit someone with my car, they wouldn't react.

"Passengers, please sit tight, we are about to drive."

Shen Jian returned to the driver's seat.

The driver returned and the hearse started again.

Driving swaying on the side of the road.

This is an extremely absurd road. There is no one on the street. The surrounding architectural style tends to be that of a small county town, with neat two-story small flat buildings.

There were no fireworks, and the sky was almost gray and white.

But there are extremely bright red lanterns hanging, which are the only color on this street.

Everyone is Han Chan.

It's like walking in a ghost county.

drop.

There was a clear sound of braking.

The hearse stopped again.

It was Shen Jian who stopped on his own initiative.

Because he found his target again.

It was a ghost teacher, wearing a robe from the Republic of China period. His facial features were hollow. He was walking stiffly in the deserted county town. His whole body was filled with the air of death, without any breath of living people.

"Guest, do you want a ride?"

Shen Jian sent out an invitation.

The ghost teacher turned around stiffly, his empty features noticed the word "Dian" on the car, and he took steps and walked slowly towards the car door.

A hearse means a ride.

However, as soon as he walked in and before he got in the car, he saw a pale, wet hand stretched out from the window and shaking towards him.

Vaguely, one of the same kind can be seen shaking its head.

That seems to be saying: Go quickly! This is a black car!

The ghost teacher's stiff features twitched.

Stop stepping onto the hearse.

Walking the streets again.

"Guest, it's such a good thing to take a ride, why don't you take it?"

Shen Jian was still shouting.

The ghost teacher ignored him and still walked stiffly.

The drowned ghost looked resentful.

I feel happy that I finally managed to persuade someone of my kind.

The old farmer on the side looked at him resentfully.

If you could have waved me away from the car, I would have gone back to the wilderness to be my scarecrow.

"Guest? Guest?"

Shen Jian continued to shout and followed behind him in a hearse.

The ghost teacher took the trouble, stopped, his stiff and hollow facial features turned ferocious, and roared at Shen Jian.

Rolling rough, not sitting, disturbing by mistake.

The players trembled.

They were afraid that this reasonably good-tempered Gui would suddenly rush into the hearse and bump into them.

After being yelled at, Shen Jian's expression became serious.

"You dare to yell at me? You dare to yell at people today and kill people tomorrow. You are still a teacher. You are harming others and yourself."

Didi didi.

The hearse stopped again.

The front door opens.

Shen Jian left the driver's seat and rushed out of the hearse.

Old farmer:?

Drowned Ghost:? ? ?

Players:! ! !