Zizizi......

Inside the stadium of silence.

An extremely cold aura was spreading rapidly.

Da! Da! Da!

With the sound, this sound and footsteps are like stepping on the tip of the hearts of all players, and every step out is a test of the heart.

All players are revenant.

The fear threshold has skyrocketed and has surpassed the limits of a normal person.

I just felt like my heart was going to jump out of my body.

Crunch......

The door lock turned.

A dull voice sounded, and an old man in a paper coat with a face full of corpse spots, bent over his waist, pushed open the door.

A pair of whitened child holes scans through the player.

As soon as he made the stop, the air around him began to drop rapidly, and the pressure was so great that all the players present were breathless.

What's even more terrifying is that the moment they saw this ghost principal, everyone only felt that their skulls were about to burst, and an inexplicable fear began to envelop them.

They all lowered their heads.

Because at a certain moment, they actually realized that if they stared at this terrible ghost again, something bad would happen.

It's an instinct for the supernatural.

None of the players who have survived until now are simple.

The judgment of supernatural events is several times that of a normal person.

They trust this intuition.

Sure enough.

At the moment when the player lowered his head, two bodies appeared on the ghost principal's body.

Only one head sticks out of the body.

The facial features are hollow, the complexion is hideous, and some outlines of the lake can be faintly seen.

These silhouettes are very much like the players present.

The ghost principal is copying?

All the players were horrified.

Can this ghost copy them?

And then what?

Substitution?

Is this the horror of the red-clothed ghosts?

It's incredible.

At this moment.

Qin Ze also looked terrified.

In the face of such a ghost that can't look directly, can they really win?

If they don't even dare to watch the other party's position, then what will they win?

It's in the midst of such panic.

Shen Jian looked at the body that kept popping up from the ghost principal with interest.

That's his body.

The facial features are exactly the same.

And the upper body has crawled out.

He smiled a hideously and terrifyingly at his body.

"You...... Damn it. ”

The old voice of the ghost headmaster spat out.

It's like a corpse that hasn't opened its mouth for more than ten years, and its throat is clogged.

Give somebody the creeps.

In order to cultivate a large-scale supernatural copy, he spent all his efforts to create the famous Blood Moon High School in the horror world, among which the strange legend is the most important.

It is his means of reaping fear.

Now it has been destroyed by a human being.

Let his efforts go to waste.

Die.

Must die.

This human must die.

The ghost headmaster became distorted.

The "Shen Jian" clone on his body also crawled out completely.

Smack.

Fell to the ground.

Shen Jian: ......

Ghost Principal: ???

He was taken aback.

Why is that human okay?

The moment the clone crawled out, the identities of the two should have been replaced.

This is a mortal curse.

Once the paranormal replica crawls out completely, it will replace the identity of the original body and become a carrier living in reality.

But now it has failed.

Only one brain-dead crawled out.

"You can't be replaced?"

The ghost headmaster made a startled voice.

He can even replace the vice principal of Blood Moon High School, and now he can't replace a human, which is simply impossible in the horror world.

Even if humans control the ghost puzzle, have some supernatural powers, and have the ability to fight against ghosts, this kind of mutilated supernatural is generally limited to the red-clothed level.

At the red-clothed level, the so-called mastery of the supernatural puzzle of humans will only severely limit their development.

After all, which crippled ghost puzzle would dare to unleash supernatural powers in front of a red-clothed ghost?

And this human being, a little special.

"It's also related to the soul, and you're also from a ghost town?"

Shen Jian thought thoughtfully.

picked up the mourning stick in his hand and rushed straight over.

Seeing this posture that seemed to be a ruffian and hooligan fighting, the ghost principal also showed a sneer in his surprise.

What age is it?

Do you still think that the old man is powerless?

He's a ghost.

It is not the first time that he has replaced humans since running Blood Moon High School, and among them, he has even replaced several professional combat boxers.

Even without the use of supernatural powers, he can kill a human with his bare hands.

Well.

At least.

Before Shen Jian's stick fell.

The self-confidence of the ghost principal is still maintained.

But after the battle begins.

This old man with a lot of combat experience didn't even survive thirty seconds before he was directly knocked to the ground, and the confidence in his eyes had dissipated, replaced by a face full of fear.

No matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives.

And Shen Jian's strength and speed plus the mourning stick, not to mention the kitchen knife, the ghost principal's rich fighting experience did play a role - when he hugged his head and ran away, he could slow down the strength of the beating to the greatest extent.

But under the mourning stick, all ghosts are equal.

No matter how much it is relieved, the pain is still the same.

Shen Jian squatted down, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

Even if it is a red-clothed ghost, it shouldn't be able to withstand the blow of his full power mourning stick, but this ghost principal has to bear his twenty sticks before being overturned, and he still has the strength to struggle.

"Where did you get this paper coat on you?"

Shen Jian quickly locked on to the source.

It's the paper clothes on the ghost principal.

This paper coat bears the extra assault for him.

After being beaten badly, the ghost principal was still very tough: "I'm sorry, this is my friend's secret, I can't reveal it." ”

Looked at.

Shen Jian directly put the mourning stick against the ghost principal's face, "Don't say yes, I'll give you two choices." ”

"One is that I beat him to death with a stick."

"The second is to be beaten to death by me with a stick."

"Take your pick."

Ghost Principal: ???

Hear this.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was behind his ears and would choose to listen.

And then I thought about it.

What's the difference between these two fucking options?

Seeing Shen Jian's vicious attitude.

After thinking for two seconds, Principal Ghost decisively chose to leak the news.

There is no way.

If you don't say it, send it.

At times like these, he trusts that his old friends will understand him.

The bottom line?

Didn't he hesitate for another two seconds?

Isn't that enough proof of their friendship?

Thereupon.

The ghost principal licked and laughed: "This paper dress was given by my best friend, he runs a funeral home, and he is still a paper master behind his back, and he opened a paper shop with his sister-in-law, and my paper clothes are the highest finished product." ”

"If you need it, I can lead the way."

Shen Jian was slightly stunned.

There are funeral parlors in the horror world, and that's normal.

But the ghost principal obviously also mentioned the paper master, which reminded Shen Jian of the supernatural funeral parlor he had arrived at, and the owner there seemed to be a paper man.

There were also paper children everywhere inside.

"The funeral parlor you are talking about, is it called Shouyuan Funeral Parlor?"

Shen Jian asked.

The ghost principal was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously.

"That's right, that old friend of mine does have a Shouyuan funeral parlor, which is specially used to deal with redundant failed paper people, have you seen it?"

Shen Jian squinted.

It's a small world.

It's all happening.

His relationship with the owner of the funeral home is not very good.

After all, he had taken a hearse with him.

"Are there a lot of paper masters here?"

"Of course it's not much, there is only one of my old friends in the entire Nanjiang District, oh yes, and the sister-in-law, the sister-in-law is the master of the paper-making skills, and in the entire Nanjiang District, there are just two of them paper-making masters."

The corners of Shen Jian's mouth hooked.

He still has the name of a paper apprentice on his body.

I learned it from the director of Huangquan Hospital.

And the good friend in the other party's mouth runs a paper binding shop, and the paper binding technology has reached its peak, Shen Jian suspects that the good friend who taught her the paper binding technique in the mouth of the female dean is the sister-in-law in the mouth of the ghost principal.

It seems that he has come into contact with the top circles in Nanjiang District.

These high-level ghosts are all related to each other.

Figure it out.

Shen Jian asked again for the information he was most concerned about.

"You know a ghost town?"

The ghost principal's face changed drastically.

Fragmented.

"Huh?"

Shen Jian frowned.

Ghost Principal: ......

I was forced.

I was forced.

"Know a little."

"Say."

"All I know is that the ghost town will only open at certain times, and it is a paradise for evil spirits, and ordinary ghosts cannot enter it."

"Didn't you say that there was a prison for ghosts?" Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

The ghost town can be entered on its own.

It's different from prison.

"It can also be said that after all, there are ten powerful ghosts who enter, and if they can gain a foothold in the ghost town, there is a high probability that they will not return, which is no different from circulation."

"What's there that can attract ghosts?"

The ghost principal paused, "Wanton killing, and the lord of the ghost city, I heard that you can get the secret of advanced ghosts and gods." ”

Ghosts.

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

The interest is even greater.

"How do I get into the ghost town?"

"I don't know."

"Huh?"

"I really don't know, I run Blood Moon High School well, and I can be promoted to the level of the Ghost King within a hundred years, I can't go to explore an unknown place."

The ghost principal hurriedly said.

Shen Jian's head.

"Sounds like that."

"Then why are you beating me up?" The ghost headmaster curled up, holding his head and grumbling.

"Handy."

Ghost Principal: ......

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

In ancient times, there was a king of Yue who tried to taste his courage, and now there is a ghost king who holds his head and forbears.

"One last thing, give me your position as headmaster."

Ghost Principal: !!

"This ...... Blood Moon High School is not mine, even if you take the position of headmaster, if Principal Ruofu and the other teachers do not approve of it, you will not be able to inherit it. ”

The ghost principal contains a lake.

There is one meaning in and out of the words, let's die of this heart.

Unless you can beat the whole school.

"You don't have to worry about it, Aunt Bai will help me do the rest."

Shen Jian old Shinto.

"Aunt Bai? Who? Bai Zhaoshu? That slut betrayed me? She was looking for ...... Hey, hey, don't fight, don't fight, I was wrong. ”

On the empty stadium, the ghost principal's wails were endless.

All the players who were on guard were dumbfounded.

Struck dumb.

What's the situation?

What do they see?

The red-clothed ghost was violently beaten and had no power to fight back?

Katsa.

This moment.

Their three views collapsed.