He didn't look at us, he brushed his sleeves and left.

And behind him, dozens of expressionless evil ghosts, like lifeless puppets, dressed in armor, slowly floated in.

The barrier of the stage did nothing for them, and they floated to the stage and stood in front of us.

"What can I do about this...... Huang Mao pulled the corner of my clothes, I was about to cry, this uncompetitive thing!

I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva myself.

At this time, one of the ghosts almost moved his hands, and a table appeared on the stage, what does this mean?

We are confused, you look at me, I look at you, we don't know what to do!

After another move, something rolled the dice appeared on the table, isn't it, the ghost still plays gambling?

I turned my head to look at Huang Mao, and he was not surprised, well, it was me who was lonely and unheard!

The ghost almost moved, and three or five ghosts came towards us at once, and I retreated without any chance until I could no longer retreat.

You don't really have to die here today, do you? I'm not sure anymore, I'm afraid I'm really going to be doomed this time.

"Come on, come on, accompany my brother to be happy!" The ghost's voice was like a robot, spitting out word by word, giving me goosebumps all over my body.

This seems to be said by a normal gangster, but now that this is said by a serious ghost, it really makes people feel a chill.

There's no way, now that several of us are controlled on the stage, there is no way to fight, at present, these evil ghosts don't intend to take our lives like this, we can only take one step at a time. Anyway, it's good to have a break.

Several evil ghosts pull one by one, and the dice on the table are the specifications of the world, and there is a feeling of being in a human casino.

I can't do it, I haven't touched this thing much before, and now I can only bite the bullet.

We don't know what will happen if we lose, all we can do now is to try to win, if we lose these ghosts will take our souls, it will be difficult to compete with them in the formation with us being trapped now.

"Buy big and buy small, buy and leave!" These words are exactly the same as in the world, but the tone without a trace of tone makes me uncomfortable.

Of the three of us, the other two were naturally reluctant to come out at the moment, so I was pushed in front of me and sat on the ground.

"Do you want to buy big or small?" A ghostly voice locked on to me and asked.

"I'll buy big!" I had to bite the bullet!

There is a ghost who specializes in shaking the dice on the side, and there is no need for us to shake it by ourselves, I am in a cold sweat, I just don't know if the ghost will do anything to the dice, they will kill it, why are they so tormenting?

I can't help but think that Lao Lin may just want us to die before we know it!

That's too ruthless, isn't it?

The big guys stared at the box with the dice as if it were the thing that would decide our fate!

"Bang!" With a bang, our hearts seemed to stop on the table, and I could already hear my own heartbeat.

The hand grabbed the lid and slowly revealed the answer.

I suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and I was secretly gathering strength, ready to fight to the death! Just at the last moment, the dice were bought just right! When I saw this, I immediately jumped excitedly, especially Huang Mao, who jumped up happily and shouted: Look at you, you have bought the right one.

Stinky boy, you're finally reliable! Zhang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat.

Then a few evil ghosts who gambled with us, as losers, immediately paid a heavy price, screaming a few times and scattering on the stage.

And Lao Lin in the audience had a cold face and was extremely gloomy.

This old Lin wants to harm us three times and twice, is it really just for the people of Lin County? At this moment, I began to have suspicions, looking at his hideous appearance, I suddenly felt that he was avenging his son, and everything he was doing now was to anger us. Or is there some other purpose?

Obviously, this matter has nothing to do with the three of us, and Lao Lin is an old man, unable to deal with the evil spirits in the sacrifice, so he transfers his hatred to us. This is the sad psychology of the weak.

I looked at the gambling still on, and the empty table opposite shook a few times, as if something was on the opposite side of me? I just can't see it.

So I secretly took out the rune paper and passed it to Zhang Qiang from behind, Zhang Qiang passed it to Huang Mao, and when Huang Mao received the rune paper, the whole person was stunned for a moment, maybe he had been a ghost for too long, he was so frightened by his conditioned reflex that he threw the rune paper on the empty table opposite me.

The rune paper fell to the ground, and suddenly there was a buzz and a fire, and soon there was a terrible scream from the opposite side: Ahhhh

Soon the opposite table stopped shaking, and instead three pairs of feet stood on the empty table, constantly wandering and turning with each other, and finally one of the ghost feet came towards me. It seems that after losing the bet, it caused annoyance and anger.

I sneered a little, and after making eye contact with Zhang Qiang's yellow hair beside me, the two of them suddenly got under the table, propped up the table, and spun it in mid-air a few times.

Huang Mao hurriedly shouted: This thing doesn't dare to go down the land under his feet, it must be a different wood on the stage, Ah Cheng, you check it out.

I immediately nodded and squatted down, lifted the carpet on the stage with both hands, and saw that there was indeed a unique mahogany on the floor, compared to other floor plates, this one was more conspicuous, and at a glance I knew that it was made of peach wood.

It also became a place for us to save lives.

Let me have to sigh, Lao Lin and Xiaolin, father and son, are really very different, Lao Tzu harms people, and his son saves people.

Then I lifted the piece of mahogany and found that the empty space was just up to the ground, and the stage was supported by wood, so it didn't touch the ground. That's why ghosts can go on stage and land on their feet.

The other wood, I think must be willow. Willow wood beckons ghosts, peach wood wards off evil spirits, both kinds of wood are wood, but the effect is diametrically opposite.

I carried the peach plank and immediately smashed it towards the tabletop, and at the same time, Zhang Qiang and Huang Mao took the opportunity to still have the two tables on the ground, and three pairs of ghost feet fell on the stage and were smashed by my peach plank, and they were suddenly three inches shorter. Shrink to the size of a baby's foot.

Huang Mao took the opportunity to take out the Zixiao gourd, and put it in, and the three pairs of ghost feet were completely solved.

The rest are the dead possessed on the stage. Zhang Qiang and Huang Mao surrounded the other three stand-ins on the stage, showing off an official robe, and in the empty night around them, they immediately cried wolf!!

It's a yin official!! It's a yin official.

Beast, bring me life!! Zhang Qiang was quite official, and swept towards the list of life and death, towards the ghost cry in the nearby air, and the cry was silent.

Then I saw Zhang Qiang's life and death list, and there were a few more unfamiliar names, which should be the unjust soul he had just caught.