Seeing that the newspaper man just dropped a bloody newspaper on his face, the horror level suddenly soared from the white-clothed level to the half-step red-clothed one, and Xiaoxue Nu was suddenly shocked.

Shen Jian was also slightly surprised.

If you put this level of ghost in a horror game, you can't possibly do it.

Because it's so upset of the game's balance.

The upper limit of a two-star dungeon is only at the Tsing Yi level.

As one of the two-star dungeons, the deserted village dungeon is white-clothed and the difficulty is low, but if you add a half-step red coat that can explode, then everything will be different.

Shen Jian thought thoughtfully.

This should be one of the bugs in real-world gamification.

That is, the level of the ghost is not fixed.

As long as you don't touch the deepest secrets of the dungeon, it's normal difficulty.

Once triggered, anything can happen.

"Human, why are you destroying everything I've created, you're reminding me of bad memories, you damn it."

The newspaper roared.

"Now, there are three ghosts on my side, and there are only two of you, you are dead."

Shen Jian's face was strange: "Who said that there are only two people on my side?" ”

said.

He looked at the ghost sister-in-law and the dog.

"Sister-in-law, you also saw it, you are actually dead, you were killed by your husband, do you still want to stay by this scumbag?"

On the face of the ghost sister-in-law, the same bloody newspaper fell out.

There was hatred on her face.

Without looking back, he came to Shen Jian's side.

She was already extremely disappointed in this husband, so she put all her efforts on her son, and now, even the last bit of love between husband and wife has been wiped out because of the drop of blood newspapers.

The original guilt of betraying her husband also disappeared.

"Who said she was dead? She's not dead, she's alive. ”

Seeing his wife walking towards his opposite, the newspaper ghost was in a hurry.

"Zhong Lan, I was wrong, I was angry at the time, so I accidentally killed you, but then you were resurrected."

Shen Jian was slightly stunned.

The resurrection in the other party's mouth does not seem to be a simple ghost.

Just like the brother-in-law and his wife, what they were originally like, what they were like when they died.

But the state of the ghost sister-in-law is unexpectedly good.

It's like, it's like a ghost.

"I'm sorry, I've become his ......"

The ghost sister-in-law pursed her lips and lowered her head.

Although she has been disappointed in her husband, they are still a nominal husband and wife after all, and standing in front of her husband like this, but her heart is turned to other men, in her limited values, it is really a big rebellion.

Let her taste the strange.

There is a thrill to break through the prejudices of the world.

Newspaper Ghost: ???

"You...... You guys? ”

The newspaper ghost staggered a few steps.

If struck by lightning.

He didn't seem to want to believe that his wife had betrayed him.

For a moment, a mysterious color of nature enveloped him.

He seemed to hear the famous saying:

Thou shalt be thy wife and I shall support thyself.

But soon.

The newspaper ghost reacted, with a cruel smile on his face: "It's you, it must be my wife who hooked up with your little white face, it's okay, when I kill you, I'll turn you into my dog, watching me love my wife, that's right, I can bury all the facts and restore the original state." ”

said.

He had already rushed forward.

With his half-step red-clothed terror, it is not easy to solve a human and a white-clothed snow girl.

……

Bang bang bang.

Half a minute has passed.

The newspaper ghost fell to the ground and convulsed.

There is no love on the face.

These thirty seconds.

He was hit hard like a ghost had never been.

In front of his wife, he was beaten by an adulterer and begged for mercy.

"Are you honest?"

Shen Jian held a mourning stick, pestle the face of a newspaper ghost, and looked like a fool.

A powerful ghost with a special spirit came up to deal with him with his bare hands, what do you think?

What's the difference between this and a crispy mage outputting a warrior on your face?

I don't know where the confidence comes from.

"Honest, honest, big brother, stop fighting, save me some face, my wife is still watching."

The newspaper ghost said humiliatingly.

Shen Jian also looked at the ghost sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, who do you think is stronger than me?" ”

Seeing her husband like this, the disgust in the eyes of the ghost sister-in-law was even more.

In contrast, Shen Jian is not only eye-catching, but also strong, and can protect their mother and son.

And.

It can also bring her happiness.

Thinking of this, the ghost sister-in-law became short of breath, and the roots of her ears also showed a blush.

That thing...... If you put ...... Enter......

No one noticed the state of the ghost sister-in-law at this time.

After Shen Jian finished speaking, he looked at the newspaper ghost and asked, "What do you mean by resurrection?" ”

The newspaper ghost was stunned.

Subconsciously, he said: "This is the secret...... Ahhhh ”

A painful meal.

The newspaper ghost cried.

"I regretted killing my wife by mistake, and for a while, I was in a state of confusion, sometimes I didn't even know where I was, until one day, I got lost in the lake and walked on a road that I had never seen before, and the road was very dark and there was no end in sight."

"When I was halfway there, I saw my wife's figure, I thought it was a drunken hallucination, so I subconsciously took my wife's hand and walked back, and when I woke up again, I found that my wife was actually alive, so I covered her memory before she died."

Shen Jian listened.

His face was a little solemn.

This description sounds so much like Huangquan Road.

It is rumored that when ghosts walk on Huangquan Road, they will see many figures in their memories, and only by ignoring these figures can they walk through Huangquan Road safely, otherwise they will fall into the netherworld forever.

But Huangquan Road does not seem to have the ability to resurrect the dead.

Shen Jian looked at the ghost sister-in-law.

She also noticed Shen Jian's gaze, blushing and her eyes a little dodgy.

Shen Jian thought thoughtfully.

Is this really the wife in the memory of the newspaper ghost?

Or is it just that the newspaper ghost casually pulled out a ghost with the memory of his wife?

For these.

Shen Jian quickly pressed down.

After all, it's none of his business.

The ghost sister-in-law he saw was this one.

"Remember where it was?"

The newspaper ghost shook his head, "I couldn't tell the situation at the time, let alone where it appeared. ”

"And how did you trigger the supernatural?"

The newspaper ghost hesitated: "Maybe it's my obsession?" ”

"Obsession?"

"Yes, I had one idea in my heart."

"What thoughts?"

"Resurrect, my love!"

Shen Jian paused.

"Then you shout again."

Newspaper Ghost: ......

His wife is alive, and he's still screaming fart.

Blame the shame.

Shen Jian didn't embarrass him.

After all, it is luck that triggers the supernatural.

I thought about it.

Shen Jian collected the blood newspaper.

Erased the supernatural from the newspaper again.

I pulled out my makeup pen.

Something is written on it.

The ghost sister-in-law was puzzled and leaned over to take a look.

My face turned red.

looked at Shen Jian with disgust.

I just feel my heart pounding.

Seeing this, the newspaper ghost had a bad premonition in his eyes.

Shouted: "Human, what are you writing about? You can't modify my memory. ”

Shen Jian ignored it.

Holding the rewritten blood newspaper, he walked towards the newspaper ghost step by step.

The newspaper ghost struggled desperately.

But they couldn't resist.

Vaguely.

He seemed to catch a glimpse of a line in the blood newspaper.

"I ...... Be...... Green......? ”

The last word has not yet been read.

Blood newspapers had been plastered to his face.

……

Time passes.

Shen Jian lived a landlord's life in the landlord's house for three days.

The husband cooks at home, and the wife snuggles up in his arms.

The family is happy and happy, and the life is harmonious and loving.

Wait for Shen Jian to walk out of the deserted village.

A line of scarlet panels has been labeled.

[The current copy has collapsed.] 】

[The Deserted Village dungeon has been closed.] 】

[Player [Yama King Himself] warns once!] 】

Looking at the news above, Shen Jian smiled.

The laughter was a little presumptuous.

In a hurry.

The thriller game is in a hurry.

It wasn't enough to give him the title of "Quest Crasher", and now he has begun to warn him publicly.

This shows that the real-world copy of Honkai really disrupts the layout of the thriller game.

"I'm in a hurry, I finally see the hope of shaking up the thriller game."

Shen Jian muttered.

These days.

Snow Girl has returned to the world of horror.

It's time for him to open the next dungeon, too.

[The identity of the player has been detected as the attending physician of Huangquan Hospital, and the owner of the dungeon has sent you an invitation.] 】

Shen Jian: ?

Can it still be like this?

Is the Dean looking for him?

Shen Jian thought about it and accepted the invitation.

Just right.

His relationship with the dean was also a little negligent.

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