According to the traces of yin qi he perceived, Shen Jian quickly drove there.

On the road.

The chat interface is constantly refreshing.

It's about the supernatural auction house.

[Scholar: @全体成员, does anyone know this person? He is the auctioneer of the paranormal auction and is human, it is certain that he is one of the players of the thriller game, and not in our queue of 50 players, he is the ghost town that he entered after a failed mission. 】

[Scholar: @全体成员, he is now missing, but he has a clue to remove the ghost tattoo, and if there is a clue, we will inform us that we are ready to carry out a rescue operation to save him. 】

Look at the chat messages on the top.

Shen Jian retracted his gaze.

This group of four-star players is really efficient.

It's just that after most of the day's work, he has already mixed into the supernatural auction hall and collected so much information.

I also learned about the disappearance of the auctioneer.

Shen Jian retracted his gaze.

Depending on the perceived location, speed all the way.

Soon came to the destination.

……

And where he didn't know, the chat history of the game panel was still swiping.

[Passerby A: I know him, his ID is [Uncle Chen], a three-star player, we have worked together twice, I remember him saying that his identity in the real world is that of an auctioneer. 】

[Passerby B: I am an ordinary member of the Intelligence Hall, and I just received a piece of information, I secretly glanced at it, and there was a process about the auctioneer's kidnapping, and the clue pointed to a top-level red-clothed incinerator. 】

[Passerby C: Then I will also contribute, I have a supernatural video recorder, which can rewind the footage taken in it back to three hours before the eucalyptus, which may help us find out the location of the burning ghost. 】

[Passerby: I have a supernatural prop for divination, and the result I calculated is: Daji. 】

[Scholar: Very good, whether the ghost tattoo can be lifted or not may be related to whether each of us can leave this ghost place, ten minutes later, we started to search from the eucalyptus place, and strive to rescue this person. As for that top-level red-clothed incinerator, it's up to us to deal with it. 】

The chat interface is constantly swiping.

Unbeknownst to Shen Jian, the players who entered the ghost town were ready to join forces and launch a rescue operation.

】

……

Meanwhile.

In an imposing ancient mansion.

Dressed in a red and black robe, the son of the river god immerses himself in an artificial lake.

The thing reminds one of its owner.

He missed his mother.

If it weren't for the human who forced his mother to submit, how could they have separated mother and son.

And how could he choose to enter this terrifying ghost town to temper himself.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.

In less than three months, he has successfully advanced to the Ghost King.

I believe that in less than two years, he will be able to advance to the abyss-level ghost under extreme pressure.

This is a level that even his mother and the river god Niangniang have not reached.

This level of terror can definitely kill that human and free the mother from the clutches of that demon.

Come to think of this.

The son of the river god emerges from the surface of the lake.

Came to the lobby.

in the lobby.

A few ghosts have been waiting for a long time.

"Boss, you're in a big trouble, you captured that human auctioneer, now the Menggui Gang will definitely focus on our side, we can't resist the attack of the Menggui Gang."

A headless ghost buzzed.

"What's the panic, this was originally a negotiation, and your statement is also wrong, it was the burning ghost who captured that human, I saved the other party, so that the human avoided the fate of being killed, and the supernatural auction house should thank me."

The son of the river god corrected:

"At that time, we can rely on this opportunity to propose to join the Menggui Gang, and then set up a hall on our own, develop ourselves with the help of the background of the Menggui Gang, and when the time is ripe, we will take the members of the hall to break away from the Menggui Gang and directly establish a new organization."?

Hear this.

The eyes of several ghosts in the lobby shone brightly.

It was as if they had seen a bright future for them.

They chose to follow the son of the river god in the first place, not only because of the strength of the other party's ghost king, but also because of his intelligent mind comparable to that of a human being.

They have planned their future glory.

Doing things is even more detailed, so that they can see the hope of getting ahead.

Now it seems.

They weren't wrong in their decision.

The son of the river god, he is a great talent.

With such a brain and strength, why can't he stand on the top of the ghost town and become a big man like the leader of the Menggui Gang.

They are witnessing a new miracle in a ghost town.

That's when it happened.

A younger brother hurried in.

"Boss, an evil ghost has broken in and killed several of our brothers, and we can't stop it."

"What?"

The son of the river god was furious.

"Who is it? Didn't I tell you that if you encounter someone from the Ghost Gang or the Paranormal Auction House, let them in? ”

"Boss, we asked, but the evil ghost outside opened up and said, "I'm your father." ”

Son of the River God: ?

Oh, no, he said, "I'm the river god and his father." ”

Son of the River God: ???

Hear this.

He laughed angrily.

Someone dared to call himself his father.

He is a supernatural creature created by his mother, where did he come from?

Then.

Another little brother ran in with a frightened face: "Boss, you can't stop it, that evil ghost has already broken in here." ”

The face of the son of the river god became extremely gloomy.

The robes fluttered in the wind.

The supernatural oppression that belongs to the ghost king level rolls in.

Looming over the audience.

Suddenly.

All the ghosts trembled.

The boss is furious.

The anger of a ghost king-level powerful ghost is unimaginable.

Although the ghost town is large and there are many ghosts, the ghosts who can reach the level of the ghost king are all the best among the ghosts and are in a high position in the organization.

Unless it's some large-scale gang fighting, you won't see a ghost king-level ghost.

One can imagine how lofty the status of a ghost king is.

"Very well, let him in, I want to see who has the audacity."

The son of the river god smirked.

The red-to-black robe was gradually dyed red.

An eerie red light also began to spread.

……

Da Da Da ......

Heavy footsteps rang out outside.

The son of the river god looked up, his furious eyes fixed on the intruder.

Then......

A demonic figure appeared in front of him.

At the moment of seeing this figure.

The body of the son of the river god trembled instantly.

It was as if some kind of terrifying memory had been awakened in the depths of the soul.

The first time I saw it, I remembered the fear of being dominated.

This figure is Shen Jian.

"You ......"

The son of the river god was stunned.

His angry eyes became extremely clear, and the resentment on his body suddenly disappeared, and he became submissive.

It's the human.

He was absolutely not mistaken.

He vaguely remembered.

When he had been in Xiaoluo River for a good time and was about to enjoy the sacrifice of the river god, the human threw down a white bone stick without saying a word.

It lured him out like a fish pond.

And then because he didn't conjure golden, silver, or white, he was killed by the human.

Directly cut off the head.

By the time he recovered from his dead state again, his mother, the river god Niangniang, was already standing beside the human, looking like she was being coerced.

He also watched as the human reached out his paw to his mother.

But the mother did not dare to resist.

He could only watch.

Exactly.

Only then did he make a great wish of "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty".

Now the question is.

It's not been thirty years, and the biggest enemy has come to the door while he's still in the development stage, how to break it?

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

He was completely dumbfounded.

And at this time.

The younger brother below is still shouting: "Don't be complacent, our boss is here, he is a ghost king, you will definitely die without a place to be buried." ”

"That's right, offend a ghost king, invader, your end has come, and you will be dismembered into eight sections."

"Heh, dare to break into here, you have already been sentenced to death in the eyes of our boss, and you will be suppressed to the filthiest place at the bottom of the well, and die forever."

Son of the River God: ......

Listening to these voices cheering him on, his face had turned the color of pig liver.

Especially the dangerous look at Shen Jian.

He swallowed.

The tone was as steady as possible and said: "This, I also make chicken soup at home, and the old hen used may be firewood after stewing for a long time, so I'll go back and turn off the fire first." ”

Ghosts: ???

God is a special old hen.

Boss, when have you ever drunk this thing?

The ghosts don't know why.

And at this time.

Shen Jian had already walked over with a dangerous look in his eyes.

Ji Ji Yin smiled and said, "Son of the River God, do you want me to die without a place to bury?" You want to dismember me into eight sections? You want to crush me to the bottom of the well? ”

Every word spoken.

Shen Fitness's breath is a little terrifying.

The supernatural oppression of the whole body is concentrated on the son of the river god.

The son of the river god wanted to cry without tears.

That's not what I'm saying.

I never spoke.

I don't carry this black pot.

"Don't speak, that means you're acquiescing?"

Shen Jian's eyes became even more dangerous, and he had already taken out the ghost knife from his body.

Looked at.

The son of the river god had weak hands and feet, and he only felt a faint pain in his neck, as if he was about to fall.

It was this ghost knife that dismembered his head with one slash.

If this is another knife, there will be no second river god Niangniang to help him intercede.

Come to think of this.

The son of the river god panicked even more.

Looking at Shen Jian, who was approaching step by step, he subconsciously knelt down.

Hoarseness shouted:

"Daddy!"

Ghosts: ??!

Shen Jian: ......