Familiar city, familiar hotel.

"The inn?"

Yechen's face is strange, this inn is too similar to the Jiangcheng Hotel.

"Just go in and see."

Yechen let the Taoist priest walk into the inn.

The inn lobby is exactly the same as the Jiangcheng Hotel, but the trickery is not there, which proves that this is indeed not the Jiangcheng Hotel.

Just walked into the inn hall, Ye Chen saw the blood-red mist through the sight of the Taoist priest, and these mist floated in the inn hall for a long time.

At the same time, in front of the hall, at the entrance of the staircase, there was an old offering table, on which was an incense burner, and in it was an incense stick, and behind the incense there was a posthumous image, but the posthumous image was blank.

Soon, however, a black-and-white photograph of the Taoist priest appeared on the portrait.

Ku Silent Temple, Ye Chen's face in the coffin changed slightly, could this be a trap laid by the old monk and Zhou Qing?

Wang Qiang couldn't help but ask, "What's down there?" ”

Yechen asked the husband to write on the ground with a stick: "Safe for the time being." ”

Wang Qiang narrowed his eyes, "It's impossible for an old monk to speak so well." ”

Ye Chen ignored him, and his eyes were once again focused on the remains in the hall.

As a black-and-white photograph of the Taoist priest appeared on the portrait, the cabinet under the offering table creaked open, and a hand full of corpse spots stretched out from the cabinet.

Ye Chen stared at it, and it was pitch black inside the cabinet, and he couldn't see what was inside.

The other hand tugged at the floor of the hall and crawled hard, and soon the second hand reached out and crawled out with all his might.

Finally, a woman with a disheveled hair crawled out of the cupboard.

The cabinet closed the door.

The woman sat on the ground and pulled out three blood-stained dice from her bosom.

Ye Chen immediately found that the Taoist priest was not under his control, walked towards the female corpse, and sat in front of the female corpse.

The female corpse rolls the dice, and the points add up to "twelve" points, three fours.

Obviously, it was the turn of the Taoist priest next.

"Similar to the killing ability of a feng shui master."

Ye Chen instantly understood this strange killing ability, and relied on rolling dice to kill people.

"Gamble!"

Yechen gave this weird one a code name.

The Taoist priest rolled the dice, and the number of points was "fifteen", two sixes, and one three.

Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief slightly, although the points of the gambling were already very large, the luck of the Taoist priest seemed to be good.

The monstrous head hung down, and the corpse quickly decomposed into a pile of blood.

Just when Yechen thought that the gambling game was over, a female corpse actually came out of the cabinet under the table.

The second game started again.

Ye Chen's face was slightly gloomy, could it be that this gamble would only end if the Taoist priest was killed?

"That's not right."

Ye Chen suddenly looked at the incense on the offering table, the incense had been burning, and the Taoist priest on the portrait gradually became blurred.

Perhaps, the incense is extinguished, or the Taoist priest on the statue disappears, and the gamble will end. Otherwise, the game will go on forever.

Of course, this is just Ye Chen's speculation, if you rashly extinguish the incense, or destroy the statue, what terrible things will happen, no one can say.

It's also a gamble!

Just when Ye Chen guessed the killing law of the gambling trick, the second game of the Taoist priest and the gambling trick had already begun, and this time it was the turn of the Taoist priest to take the lead in throwing the dice, and the number of points he threw was "ten points", the number of points was not big, and he was likely to lose.

Yechen was ready.

Sure enough, the number of points rolled by the gamble was "eleven".

The Taoist priest died and turned to ashes.

Inside the coffin, if it weren't for the resistance of the treacherous world, the treacherous soldiers on Ye Chen's body would have died.

"It's your turn."

Yechen asked the husband to write a sentence.

Wang Qiang's face changed slightly: "You were killed?" ”

The husband wrote: "There is a mysterious inn below, and the old monk will let you enter. However, there is a strange one in the hall on the first floor, it seems that everyone who sees him will gamble with him, and the loser will die! ”

Wang Qiang's face sank: "This old guy is really calculating me." ”

The husband went on to write: "I have already died once, at a very high price, and this time it is your turn. Don't blame me for not reminding you, the gambler came out of the cabinet of the offering table, and there was a stick of incense and a statue on the table, and if you were gambling against Him, your image would appear. ”

This time, Yechen was telling the truth.

Although he wanted to deal with Wang Qiang, he knew that it was not the best time yet.

"Let's take turns, what do you think?"

"Impossible."

"Hey, we're partners."

"I'm not as good as you, I can't die anymore."

Ye Chen didn't say more.

Wang Qiang was silent for a moment and then said with a smile: "I'll go down and take a look first." ”

Yechen asked the husband to write: "Zhou Qing and the old monk should be watching us somewhere, I let the Taoist priest in just now, and they must have seen it." ”

Wang Qiang smiled: "It's okay, they don't know who controls the shadow puppet." ”

As he spoke, his abdomen swelled, and a young child with a blue and purple face emerged.

The young boy looks very similar to Wang Qiang, just like his child.

"Get in."

Wang Qiang ordered the toddler to go into the ancient well, and the toddler jumped into it.

"Is it the ability of the belly?"

Ye Chen's heart moved, Wang Qiang really has a lot of backhands left, I don't know what kind of ability this little trick has.

The toddler soon arrived at the inn.

After entering the inn, he really encountered the gambling trick just now.

However, the young boy did not bet with him, but immediately swept to the offering table and took away the incense.

Wang Qiang was very smart, and he had already judged from Ye Chen's words that the incense and the statue might be a breakthrough, so he boldly tried it.

After the incense was removed, the toddler in the portrait began to disappear.

But what is frightening is that the legs of young children in reality are gradually beginning to disappear.

Wang Qiang's color changed, and he asked the young child to reinsert the incense and tear up the portrait.

Even so, the toddler's legs were all gone from the knee down.

After the statue was torn off, the hall became very quiet.

But suddenly, the cabinet under the offering table suddenly opened, and long hairs stretched out from it, enveloping the young child.

The toddler struggled, but could not break free, and was dragged into the cabinet by his long hair.

Then, Wang Qiang couldn't feel the breath of a young child.

He's dead!

Wang Qiang's face was extremely ugly, and the moment the young child was dragged in, he felt at least a dozen strange breaths in the cabinet.

In other words, if someone dies the statue, these monsters will find a way to kill the person who tore it off.

Pulling out the incense will not work.

It is not okay to tear up the portrait.

Can I only bet on the right bet?

"It doesn't seem to be going to be good."

Yechen asked the husband to write.

"My boy is dead."

Wang Qiang told Ye Chen what had just happened and asked, "What do you think we should do next?" ”

Ye Chen was wondering if the gambling trick was left by the old monk and Zhou Qing, if so, it means that this weird monster has a way to deal with it, but they haven't found it for the time being.

Suddenly, he thought of a solution.