The young man's eyes widened in horror, waiting for death to come, the black mist surging in front of him, and he stretched out a pale hand and handed him two handfuls of toilet paper.

"Do you want red toilet paper or white toilet paper?"

"Can I not do neither?"

The young man tried to bargain, resistantly pushing the toilet in front of him.

"Choose one."

The ghost was very tough, and the pale fingers were handed over, and the young man closed his eyes, took a handful of them at random, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was white toilet paper.

"Congratulations."

A strange laugh came out of the black mist, and the white paper instantly became larger, enveloping the young man entirely.

The white paper tightened tighter and tighter, and the young man let out a painful roar from his throat, tearing at the white paper on his face.

The white toilet paper was tightly pressed against him, and there was a suffocating pain in his lungs, and the young man suffocated to death with his mouth wide open.

There was a slight chewing sound from inside the white paper, and then it slowly shrunk, leaving a layer of human skin on the table.

"Next."

The black mist dissipated, and Han Yun glanced at the human skin and motioned for the next people to tell ghost stories.

Behind the young man was Xie Shasha, who turned her back to the front rows, and when she turned around, there was obviously a human skin, and the corpse with her head upside down.

Although she was taken aback, she quickly calmed down.

"I'll tell her ghost stories."

Shen Yingxing pressed Xie Shasha's wrist and slowly straightened up, staring at Han Yun's side.

The black mist, invisible to others, surged there, changing shape all the time, drawing circles as if mocking.

"Then you start."

Han Yun nodded, and the black mist beside him immediately floated to Shen Yingxing's side, looking her up and down.

"Once upon a time, there was a ghost who was killed by me, and my ghost story is finished."

Shen Yingxing's gaze fell on the black mist, and the black mist hidden in the darkness slowly revealed his figure.

"The ghost story you told is so ugly, change it."

An old voice came from the black mist, as if he deliberately lowered his voice, and the black mist kept fabricating, and then turned into a pitch-black figure.

"That's all I'm going to talk about."

"Ho ho~"

The black figure monster laughed and pounced forward, trying to hug Shen Yingxing, but Shen Yingxing raised his hand and whipped the black mist away.

The black mist scattered and surged, regrouping and condensing into that black figure.

"It's useless~ I can't be killed."

The old voice sneered, and the black mist continued to swim around him, and the mist spread in all directions.

"It's useless, then you try this and see if you die."

A bracelet flew out of her palm and landed on the figure's chest, and the golden talisman was attached to the white jade bead.

Shen Yingxing recited the incantation, his fingertips kept pinching, and the white jade bead drilled into the figure's chest, where there was a pitch-black heart.

The golden rune flashed, and as the last spell fell, the black shadow split apart, as if it had been evaporated, and the mist dissipated, revealing the black heart inside.

Shen Yingxing paced over, pinched his heart in his palm, and put the white jade bead back.

The black heart was dry and silent, lying quietly in her palm, and as she pressed her palm, it was pinched into powder.

"Ying Xing? Why is the strength of the powerful ghost on this platform so weak. ”

Seeing that the black shadow was easily solved, even Xie Shasha was a little surprised, according to speculation, it should be that every time the ghost who comes up to the next platform will be more powerful than the previous platform.

Judging from the strength of yesterday's old woman and ghost bride, today's black shadow will definitely not be solved so easily.

"Because I've found its killing rules."

Shen Yingxing spoke slowly and sat back calmly, Xie Shasha's curious gaze immediately looked at it, and even Ye Tian looked at it inquiringly.

"I said, tell ghost stories, ghosts were killed by me, the ghosts on this platform rely on ghost stories to kill, no matter whether the ghosts you tell will kill people or not, they will be killed by it in the way of ghosts."

"Its strength will also be because the more terrifying the ghost stories you tell, the more you tell, the stronger its strength is, this is its killing rule, just do it the other way around."

After listening to Shen Yingxing's explanation, several people suddenly realized, no wonder this black shadow could be solved so easily, it turned out that it was also because of the loopholes in the rules.

"But, Ying Xing, you don't seem to have paid attention to these before?"

After going through several copies with Shen Yingxing, Xie Shasha had never seen Shen Yingxing follow the killing rules of powerful ghosts to avoid killing.

"That's because I'm digging into the dungeon."

When Shen Yingxing said this, he shook his head and motioned to Xie Shasha not to ask more, and Xie Shasha also closed her mouth in amusement.

After the black shadow dissipated, there was no trace of Han Yun in the carriage, and the incandescent lights above his head lit up one by one, dispelling the darkness.

"Go back and rest, I have a hunch that what will come up tomorrow will be difficult to deal with, after all, it is closely related to the shadow."

Shen Yingxing already had some eyebrows about the shadow speculation, but she didn't want to say more, after all, if she said too much, she would lose.

Several people left the dining room in unison, and there was silence in the carriage, a faint mist caught in a pale finger, unable to move.

The ghost bride sneered against the mist, then opened her mouth and swallowed the mist, maggots wriggled on her face, and there was a faint human skin on her bloody face.

"It's not enough~"

The ghost bride licked her scarlet lips and stared at the end of the carriage, where there was no light, as if a giant mouth of the abyss opened its mouth, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

While everyone was still asleep, the train let out a long whistle to wake everyone up, and the shadow of the fifth station arrived.

Shen Yingxing was the first to react, washed up and opened the door, there were already many players gathered in the aisle, the passengers were still sleeping peacefully, and the long whistle of the train did not wake them up.

"Good morning, Star."

A bright blooming red rose was handed over by Linghuan, Shen Yingxing lowered his eyebrows, and took it with a chuckle.

The platform was densely packed with people, who walked in through the door of the train, and under the scorching sun, no one was in sight.

"Ying Xing, they don't have a shadow."

Shen Yingxing walked to the car window and looked out through the glass window, there was a dense crowd outside, but there was no shadow of a person under their feet.

"Go to the restaurant."

It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and the strange thing is that Han Yun didn't come to call them, everyone walked to the restaurant, and the new passengers had already mixed into the crowd, and after they entered the carriage, there was a shadow under their feet.

Including the new players, they also found an empty seat to sit down, and the shadows under their feet changed with their movements.

I can't see anything wrong with these shadows for the time being, but everyone is still interested in them.

"Miss Shen, come here."

As soon as Shen Yingxing appeared, Jiang Cun spotted the four of them with sharp eyes and motioned for them to come over.

Jiang Cun sat in the middle of the carriage, opposite the purple-haired woman Chongyan, the two were facing each other, not knowing what they were communicating, Chongyan's cold expression also melted a little.