When Zhang Chen and the four of them were having an ordinary discussion in the room, there was a sudden crisp knock on the door without the sound of footsteps.

"The waiter is here." Zhang Chen's heart froze, and he covered up the slightly escaped ghost aura on his body to Wan Yue, who was sitting on the side.

"Members of the bald team, I didn't expect you to really pass the third level." When the waiter walked into the room, he took out a bottle of champagne, shook it, opened the cork, and a large amount of foam sprayed out.

"Everyone is very good, I have always seen it in my eyes." The waiter's words made Zhang Chen and Pu Hu's hearts tremble, but they were not exposed to the surface. Looking at the waiter's cracked mouth under the brim of his low-pressure hat, I don't know what the clown is thinking in his heart.

"Have you been discovered?" Zhang Chen was also very nervous, if the alliance between himself and the Japanese female ghost was known by the mastermind behind the scenes, then things would definitely develop in a bad direction after that.

"Now that you've passed the third level, let's share with you the situation of the other teams. First of all, none of the members of the Little Birds team were injured or killed, and they took less time than you to get through the third level."

The waiter's words made Puhu's face ugly, the Little Bird Team is naturally a team composed of cultivators, and the difficulty of the third level of all teams must be similar, but the other party has not cleared the level with any casualties, which shows the strength of the strength.

"In addition, the situation of the Twins is a bit special now, but it is still barely able to pass the third level. So the final level of this next (Game of Death) is coming. It will be twelve o'clock at noon the following Thursday, which is four days later. Still the same as usual the day before the start of the fourth level. You'll get hints about the levels."

After finishing speaking, the waiter locked his gaze under the brim of his hat on Wan Yue's body. And the atmosphere of the scene instantly became cold. Wan Yue, on the other hand, looked a little nervous and didn't dare to look at the waiter.

This icy atmosphere was relieved after a minute.

"Don't die before the fourth level starts, I'm very optimistic about your bald team, especially you, Zhang Chen." The waiter pronounced Zhang Chen's name very seriously, then turned around and left the room.

"There are so many things that need to be analyzed. Now this Jianggu Hotel is not suitable for discussion, everyone follow me to return the hotel room. We need to find a place where we don't get watched."

After Pu Hu finished speaking, everyone looked at each other and nodded and left, and when Zhang Chen looked at Ding Jian and Yang Lanqin's room, the two people inside had disappeared. couldn't help but make Zhang Chen sigh.

"Master Puhu, what about the corpses of Ding Jian and Yang Lanqin? If they die in the illusion, their bodies should still be in this room, right?"

"Death in the illusion causes the brain tissue to determine the complete death of the body, thus ending a qiē life activity. The body was supposed to be in this room, but when I woke up, it was gone. It should have been taken away by the people behind the scenes, and the purpose should be the main soul stone."

"What's the use of ghosts getting the main soul stone?" Zhang Chen immediately asked.

"This ...... I don't know very well, this is recorded in the archives of the Tianfu City Prison Envoy Headquarters, but the restricted rights need to reach at least the Prison Department to be able to access it."

"Damn!" Zhang Chen gritted his teeth and said.

"We prison angels are dead. It's just that the prison gives us the opportunity to continue to live in the world, and if we hold this position, we will naturally be in danger of dying at any time. Like some weak regions. Maybe the newborn prison envoy was killed by the ghost because there was no one to guide him."

Zhang Chen nodded and stopped talking, but his heart was full of resentment towards the mastermind behind the scenes.

After leaving the hotel, everyone looked towards the playground of the theme park that should have been 'Xunjiang Ligu', but the playground that was originally imprinted in everyone's mind disappeared without a trace and was replaced by a few normal streets.

Ding Jian's Jaguar parked outside the hotel. The four of them didn't know how to drive, so Puhu simply opened a spatial passage. The four of them stepped into it and came to the center of Dujiang, which is also near the old city.

"From the layout of the levels, each level will think that the city center is close, so the final level is very likely to be in this old town. So in the last few days, we have been looking for a hotel nearby to stay for a while." Puhu said.

"Those cultivators should also be aware of this, if they also settle here, wouldn't it be a little too risky?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I naturally have this in mind, and the proximity to this ancient city is mainly to facilitate our investigation of the 'Wangren Tower' built at the original location of the museum, and this last level must be related to it. In addition, I will use small means to make it difficult for those cultivators to find out where we are, and at the same time, in order to avoid the eyes and ears of the mastermind behind the scenes, so that we can discuss our plans. Now there is a big variable in our team, and that is Wan Yue."

Zhang Chen looked at Wan Yue attached to the Japanese woman, and a slight smile appeared on the other party's face. Zhang Chen himself nodded politely in response.

"Master Napuhu, I'm bothering you." Zhang Chen saw that Pu Hu had considered all this qiē thoughtfully, so he didn't ask anything more, after all, he still lacked experience in these matters, and Pu Hu was a veteran of the old hands.

"Let's find a slightly more secluded place to live, everyone is a little aggrieved, after all, our situation is not very optimistic at the moment."

Under the leadership of Puhu, the four of them came to a secluded alleyway one kilometer away from the ancient city, where most of them were inhabited by small merchants and hawkers, ordinary civilians who were burdened with the pressure of living in society.

"That's it, three, four, five should be a small hostel that has been contracted. [,！ ]." Puhu pointed to the third floor of a very old building, on which was posted a red banner with the words 'Youjian Inn'. Of course, there is also the words 'private room, hot water, Internet access' on the banner."

"Firefly, if there were rats in a place like this, would you be afraid?" Zhang Chen asked the insect fireflies beside him, after all, from the outside, the conditions of this hostel are very poor.

"Rats? It's nothing, I used to have a lot of this stuff in my old house, and I've long been used to it." The insect firefly shook her head, very cute.

After the four of them walked up to the third floor, a fat boss wearing a military coat greeted him very friendly, this boss was very knowledgeable, and when he looked at the clothes of the four people, it was a rich man from other places who came to Dujiang City for tourism. It will take at least two or three days to stay here, and maybe you can get a little tip from these rich people along the way.

"Do you want housing? I'm arguably the most affordable hotel in the area." The boss's two chubby palms were squeezed together and rubbed, squinting at everyone as if looking at banknotes.

"Zhang Chen, let the boss forget about us."

After Zhang Chen heard Puhu say this, he directly offered a telekinetic silk thread into the boss's eyebrows, and the latter hung his arm weakly, and his eyes became dull.

"Go to the room on the top floor."

Everyone obeyed Puhu's command, and Tsuruta Yoshiko, who was attached to Wan Yue's body along the way, seemed extremely quiet, and did not say a word along the way, just silently followed everyone.

"You wait a little in the hallway."

Puhu asked everyone to stop in the corridor on the fifth floor, but he took out a chain of Buddhist beads made of Buddhist beads the size of a tennis ball from his clothes pocket. A bead was removed from the chain and crushed out of thin air.

Zhang Chen naturally remembers this scene, when everyone was facing a huge sea monster in the 'Extreme Deep Cold', Puhu used this rosary to forcibly open an unstable spatial passage.

Immediately afterwards, the dust from the broken beads slowly expanded regularly, seemingly replicating the layout and rooms on the top floor of the inn.

"This small parallel space is blessed with the energy of the Buddha beads, which is stable enough to last for a week. Once inside, all of our contact with the outside world will be severed, and I don't know what the methods of the guy behind the scenes are, but as long as he wants to infiltrate this space to observe us, I will know as soon as possible."

Zhang Chen listened to Puhu's words and couldn't help but secretly say the benefits and disadvantages of Puhu's means of playing with space.

"Let's choose our own room first, and come to my room in five minutes to discuss." After Puhu finished speaking, he walked into the outermost room. Judging from Puhu's facial expressions, although he tried his best to suppress it, it was still difficult to forget the deaths of Ding Jian and Yang Lanqin in a short time.

Zhang Chen walked in with the two girls, but he didn't expect this room to be much better than he imagined, a small bed of one meter and six wide, an old-fashioned Tutuo TV, and a small bathroom, and the hygiene was basically clean.

"You choose your own room, and we'll meet in Puhu's room." Zhang Chen deliberately slowed down his speech and said to Wan Yue, and at the same time gestured with his hand for fear that this Japanese girl would not understand.

The other party seemed to understand what Zhang Chen meant, and chose a more spacious single room.

After the four of them chose a room, they gathered in Puhu's room.

"Zhang Chen, this Japanese girl seems to have told you something, and now she can say it." Puhu said straight to the point.

Zhang Chen first glanced at Yoshiko Tsuruta, as if he was seeking the other party's consent, and then said solemnly: "Miss Yoshiko, she sued me in the illusion. She is willing to cooperate with us to kill the mastermind behind this Dujiang City, and at the same time, she also said that the mastermind behind the scenes is just a high-level ghost."

"High-level ghosts? How is that possible?" Puhu was shocked.

"That high-level ghost thing is very powerful, I am only one step away from reaching a higher level, but the difference in strength with that ghost thing is very large, which is why I was accused by him. In addition, there is a nightmare in Dujiang City, which looks a little like a clergyman, but its strength is not as good as that high-level ghost." Yoshiko Tsuruta on the side said word by word.

"A high-level ghost thing that is more powerful than a nightmare, is it a rare species?" Zhang Chen immediately said the word 'rare species', because the strength of rare species could not be measured by the ordinary classification of ghost things at all, and the six-fingered phantom demon who was only an intermediate ghost thing last time was even more powerful than the previous high-level ghost thing. (To be continued)