Yama Temple.

A 3D holographic projection of the eighteen layers of hell emerges.

[Hell 1st Floor: (Customizable) 】

[Strange is currently detected: Drowning Ghost, Smiling Face Ghost.] 】

Shen Jian clicked on the first floor.

The gray space stretches as far as the eye can see.

The two ghosts walked aimlessly on the first level of hell.

The traditional eighteen layers of hell have a clear division of labor in each layer.

The first layer is the tongue-pulling hell.

Punish those who sow discord, flamboyant tongues, and clever words.

Drowning ghosts, smiling ghosts don't fit that.

But now the underworld is in ruins, and everything is simple.

It's enough to be punished, and it doesn't ask for too much.

Shen Jian's mind moved.

A hearse suddenly appears on the first level of Hell.

The ghost teacher sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the hearse took off with a bang.

Straight towards the two ghosts.

Drowned: ......

I'm super, you sixth.

He ran away, and the hearse chased after him.

He fled, he chased, and they all couldn't escape.

As the drowned ghost was knocked away, a wisp of yin qi was collected.

Evil deeds -1.

Pain +max.

Hell aspect: Yin +1.

[Hell 1st Floor: Hearse Hell (Set)] 】

[Hell 2nd Floor: (Unlockable)]

[Unlock Condition: 10 or more monsters with bad karma.] 】

……

After solving the problem of the eighteenth layer of hell, Shen Jian returned to the rental house.

Sadako was dressed in white, and her black and shiny shawl hair was falling down, and she was crawling out of the TV little by little.

Stuff a plate of cold red grapes that have been soaked in well water into Shen Jian's mouth.

Attentive service.

There is nothing to do today, flower arrangement.

Long.

Shen Jiancai remembered what was going on.

He opens the game panel, and lines of data emerge.

[Player: Yama King Hon-figure]

[Level: 10]

[Identity: Hades]

[Ability: Ghost God Pressure, Senluo Ghost Qi]

[Strength: 30] (Normal limit is 10)

[Speed: 30]

[Yin Qi: 400]

[Thriller Coins: 9300]

[Tricks: ghost dice, ghost ropes, ghost skirts, cannibalistic dolls. 】

[Note: Players have reached level 10 and are out of the rookie period, the next dungeon will be an advanced dungeon, and if you clear the dungeon, you can open the two-star dungeon difficulty and go to the thriller world.] 】

[Dungeon Countdown: 35:00]

"The two S-level evaluations reached level 10, which is out of the novice period, which is not bad."

Shen Jian nodded.

In particular, I noticed the last sentence of the panel: You can go to the horror world.

The ghost county town where he drove through the copy of the supernatural funeral parlor should be somewhere in the horror world.

The yin qi there is very strong, and it is not suitable for living people.

Only by obtaining the identity certificate of the horror world can he walk safely like a ghost, which is a place that Shen Jian is very interested in.

He speculated that the horror world was likely to have become a world of its own and an underworld in another sense.

As the orthodox underworld king of Hades, he was going to go on a field trip.

Bring back some souvenirs.

When it comes to getting down to business, he's serious.

……

Following.

Shen Jian was lying on the sofa.

A small hand as soft as a bone on his forehead pressed gently, hanging down a strand of long black hair, and the breeze blew, disturbing people's hearts.

There is nothing to do today, tick the column and listen to the music.

Watch Miss Mary's dress-up show.

Sailor suits, maid suits, stewardess suits, leather suits......

The slender long legs are hidden by the yin qi, with a slight hint of vague mystery.

The phone is not fragrant.

He understood a question that had puzzled him for a long time:

There were no mobile phones in ancient times, weren't they boring?

Certainly not boring.

Listening to music is one of life's great pleasures.

More advanced, there is also the girl from the teaching workshop who recites poetry, elegant, really elegant.

Cell phone?

Dregs.

"Jingle bells."

The phone rings.

Shen Jian glanced at it.

It's not a supernatural call, it's not interesting.

He picked it up casually.

"Hello, is it a supernatural detective agency? I suspect there is a ghost in our company. ”

On the phone, there was a timid voice of a little girl, as if she was speaking in a low voice.

Shen Jian was stunned.

Only then did I realize that I still had a job.

On the eve of graduating from college, the system was activated, and he couldn't find the trick for a month, so he chose to join a supernatural detective agency, hoping to find the ghost in this way.

However, the results can be imagined.

There is no harvest of pellets.

Unexpectedly, he resigned, and someone called him.

Oh, he remembered.

He secretly copied a lot of small advertisements to promote himself.

"Hey, is anyone there?"

The voice came over the phone again, and the tone was even more nervous.

"I'm here, you go on."

Shen Jian replied casually.

"I'm not kidding, there are really ghosts in our company, since a colleague played the pen fairy game, two have died in three days, all of them were participants who played the pen fairy game at that time."

The female voice on the phone spoke in a panicked tone.

Shen Jian frowned, and his face became serious.

It's kind of interesting.

Since he joined the supernatural detective agency, he has received a lot of similar remarks every day, but this is the first time that he is really dead.

And the pen fairy game, this is also a handle-like existence to some extent.

Tied with Sadako, Gaco, and coconut.

It is the three resident protagonists of horror films.

"Let's meet, talk face-to-face."

Shen Jian hung up the phone, and there was a light in his eyes.

His card soul is burning.

……

According to the location, Shen Jian soon came to an office building.

I met the main owner under the awning.

An OL girl with a pale face, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

He looked around nervously.

"You are Cai Minmin on the phone?"

Shen Jian approached and found that the girl was in a state of obvious fright, and her expression was highly nervous in broad daylight.

"You're from the Paranormal Detective Agency? Do you believe me? Those people didn't believe me, they thought I was mentally ill. ”

Cai Minmin cried and told what happened.

Shen Jian also had a general understanding of the situation.

Three days ago, Cai Minmin and three other colleagues worked overtime until the evening, and they happened to think of playing a psychic game.

The ceremony went smoothly at the beginning.

I didn't encounter anything strange, but when I started asking the pen fairy questions, the pen really moved.

One of the female colleagues interrupted the game because she was afraid.

And then it was gone.

But just two days ago...... The scared female colleague committed suicide.

Hang yourself in the room.

On the day of the incident, someone noticed that the female colleague was in a trance and clumsy, but she didn't take it seriously.

And a day ago, another male colleague who was playing the pen fairy game also died, and he committed suicide by jumping off a building.

The symptoms are exactly the same as those of the female colleague who hanged herself.

The soul is not resigned, and the reaction is slow, as if he has been pressed by a ghost, and his face is very ugly.

At this time, Cai Minmin realized the seriousness of the matter.

She went for help, but was considered insane.

Then I thought of various folk gods and called them according to the phone number on the small advertisement.

"The little ad I posted turned out to be really useful."

This was Shen Jian's first thought.

"There are ghosts."

That's second thought.

It's not that he believes Cai Minmin's words, but that he senses the yin qi.

Only the weird itself will have its own yin energy.

In the real world, there are ghosts.

He hadn't heard of it a few months ago.

Even if it's a weird recovery, it's too sudden, isn't it?

After all, when he joined the supernatural detective agency, what he heard the most was playing psychic games, breaking into ghost houses and other information, but after his judgment, it was all fake.

This time it turned out to be real.

Thriller Game ...... Beginning to invade the Yang World?

Shen Jian's expression was serious.

This little shame, why did he move so fast.

The hell is still in ruins, and the horror world is already planning to invade.

It's not okay.

There can only be one underworld in the Yang world.

How can one daughter serve two husbands together?

Yellow hair rolls coarse.

"There's a male colleague alive besides you, right?"

Shen Jian asked.

"Yes."

"Let's go, then."

Cai Minmin: ?

She subconsciously said, "Where to go?" ”

"Of course, I'm going to play with the pen fairy."