Ghost Street.

A gust of wind blew.

The players collectively shuddered.

In such a place, if you don't work up 120,000 spirits, it is easy to lose your life because of a trivial matter, and you don't even have time to react.

That's how terrible the supernatural is.

It's also the most overlooked thing in thriller game copies.

As four-star players, they are all screened adapters, and naturally they all have corresponding coping measures.

Jana's gaze swept away.

The collar of the right arm, hidden under the long sleeves, was lifted, revealing a shriveled and withered hand like a little old woman, as if it could be pinched off in its entirety with a slight pinch.

The other two white players, one mouth open and one closed, let out a very small whining sound, one in front of the other, as if two people were crying in cooperation with each other.

The other, with a large bag bulging out of his chest, faintly had a human face resting on it, breathing desperately.

The three of them moved cautiously.

However......

When they looked at Shen Jian, they found that this man was casually taking steps, looking around like shopping, unguarded, unaware, and thought he was here for a night walk.

The three of them smiled wryly.

People are more angry than people.

They couldn't tell whether Shen Jian was a demon or a human, and he was also the fourth prince of the Eli Empire, but there was only one thing they knew clearly, and that was that this man also had a game panel.

The hidden tasks they can receive, the other party can also receive.

Chat DMs are also not affected in any way.

In this case.

The other party is a thriller gamer.

Of course.

Whether it is human or not, then it is doubtful.

After all.

If Shen Jian is a human being, then everything is too outrageous.

It's unbelievable.

Cana looked at Shen Jian, remembering this concern in her heart, and then ...... Subconsciously got closer, which made her feel safer, "Your Highness, you have also seen the hidden mission, what do you think we should use to create a big movement?" It's best to see movement throughout the city, so that the effect is best. ”

As he spoke.

She suddenly saw that Shen Jian stopped.

The afterglow swept away.

The hairs stood on end.

On the side of the street, a ghost figure came into front of them, it was an old man who looked to be in his sixties and carried a bone basket.

A pair of bloodshot eyes with no pupils roamed in the dark, sometimes in a trance, sometimes as if they were actively looking for something.

The next second.

The old man's gaze froze.

This sudden scene startled the three players.

Is that...... Devil!?

They have lived in the north for nearly half a month, and they already know how to judge whether they are evil ghosts or not.

And this old man, although his eyes are in a trance, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mental state, like Alzheimer's, but the resentment on the other party has already come out.

This is a trait that only demons have.

"Shit, could this be the runaway demon? Otherwise, the Duke of the North has a hole in his brain and lets the evil spirits walk on the streets at will. ”

A white player couldn't help but curse.

The soles of the feet are already facing in the opposite direction, and they can pull out their legs at any time.

"It should be the one discussed in Yongkang City, otherwise let the evil ghost be active on the street, many times, it will always show flaws, it seems that although this evil ghost went out before, I don't know when, it will come back here."

Another player also opened his mouth.

Jana's face was solemn.

Because there's a message in it.

This fleeing demon has a high level of terror.

Otherwise, it would never be possible to enter and exit the Demon Street under the eyes of the Duke's Palace without being noticed.

At least it's infinitely close to ghosts and gods.

Think of this possibility.

All three players have green faces.

As soon as they entered the Demon Street, they encountered a ghost of this level, which is difficult to say that they were too unlucky, or if the intensity here is at this level.

Before Jana could react, she realized that someone had already acted before her.

I saw Shen Jian stop first, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and then strode up to meet him.

"What are you looking for, old fellow?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his head to look at the basket.

A posture to get to the bottom of things.

Jana: ??

Remaining Players: ???

Their mouths are wide open.

it!

Are you sick again?

Listen to what you say about your own qualities.

A mouthful of an old guy, you think others look at you pleasing to the eye, right, so hateful.

Put it in us, if you open your mouth, someone will dare to punch you.

The three of them can't fix it.

……

The other side.

The old man didn't seem to expect that a stranger would be "old fellow" as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was going to pull his basket and lean over to see what was inside.

He's grown so big, he's never seen anything so familiar.

In front of the social cow, you have to be scared into social fear.

But this thought is only for a moment.

A new thought recaptured his mind.

The old man let out a hoarse and screaming voice, and said in a trance: "Have you seen my son?" ”

"Your son?"

Shen Jian looked at the resentment with interest, but there was no sign of an outbreak, but he looked like an old man with a big dream, and said enthusiastically: "What does your son look like?" Sharp-eared monkey gills? Running a train with two faces? Fat head and big ears? Speaking out, I laugh...... Oh no, I'll help you find it. ”

Old man:......

mad。

I don't know why, I always feel that this person is so underwhelmed.

That's how your son looks.

Your whole family looks like this.

The old man glared at Shen Jian angrily, and then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes became in a trance, and he muttered, "Yes, what does my son look like?" ”

said.

The old man's mental state became wrong.

He stood there and was stunned for a moment.

It's like Alzheimer's, I can't remember.

Subsequently.

The old palm touched the basket, and the bloodshot and whites of the eyes also fell abruptly.

The three players craned their necks, leaned over to take a look at Shen Jian by his side.

His face changed.

Because in the basket, there are bloody heads.

Each head is exactly the same.

It is similar to the old man.

The only difference is that each of these heads is in a terrible state of death, either bleeding from the seven orifices, or bleeding out of the brain marrow, or the facial features have been gouged out, and every face exudes a similar look of disbelief.

Don't......

These are his sons!?

Who killed that?

The old man himself?

Just thinking about it.

The old man's face also changed.

More and more distorted.

"I remembered, I remembered, my son died, all of them were killed by me in the reincarnation of the Hundred Generations, and I killed him with my own hands every time, admiring his desperate and incredulous expression."

"Hey, hey, that's great."

A crazy grin appeared on the old man's face, replacing the previous trance, and the monstrous resentment rose at the same time, becoming no different from ordinary evil ghosts.

Hideous, twisted, crazy, murderous......

"Hey, hey, my son is all dead, why don't you go and see him? What if he's lonely down there? Why don't you go and stay with him? ”

The old man laughed sadly.

This passage is repeated over and over again.

It's just a moment.

All three players hold their heads at the same time.

One person was bleeding, one was shaking his brain, and one had cracked eyes.

I was shocked.

The three of them immediately used the supernatural to fight.

But there has been no relief in the situation.

It was an existence that they considered to be infinitely close to ghosts and gods, and the other party's supernatural attack could not be resisted by a few of their four-star players.

Being able to delay for a second or two is already the result of running out of puzzle pieces.

At the same time.

suffered such a terrifying supernatural attack, as well as Shen Jian.

But at this time.

Shen Jian's eyes were also in a trance.

Apparently.

He had just heard something crucial.

Reincarnation?

Combine the reaction and meaning of the elderly. He can boldly speculate that this "reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes" makes the old man's consciousness repeat the process of killing his son over and over again, and each time it is a different way to die.

In the midst of such a killing over and over again, the old man collapsed.

And this.

It is the most commonly used method of transforming evil ghosts into evil ghosts.

Shen Jian narrowed his eyes.

There is only one one related to reincarnation in the underworld.

That's the six realms of reincarnation.

But......

The six realms of reincarnation are now in the underworld, and it is impossible for them to appear in Luo Yutian, let alone be mastered by a mere northern grand duke.

What's more, there is no punishment like the old man in the six realms of reincarnation.

Besides.

Shen Jian also thought of a wonder of the underworld with the effect of "reincarnation".

Three-life stone.

The three-life stone can be according to the past life, this life, and the next life.

This is also a different kind of reincarnation.

But whether it can be done "Baishi", Shen Jian is not sure, and he is even more unsure whether the old man said Baishi is a pronoun, or whether it has really been repeated a hundred times.

But......

Shen Jian had a faint guess in his heart.

The secret possessed by the Grand Duke of the Northern Realm is likely to be related to the Sansheng Stone.

Come to think of this.

The corners of Shen Jian's mouth furrowed.

In the second place, Luo Yutian found a strange thing in the underworld that was suspected to be a three-life stone, which was really surprising.

To know.

After nearly two years of development, the current Difu has basically been rebuilt, but there are still two things that the Difu has not yet owned.

One, Meng Po soup.

The other, naturally, is the Sansheng Stone.

Thoughts are turning.

Shen Jian suppressed the surging emotions.

Looking at the old man's gaze, he softened and smiled very kindly: "Old thing, you really brought me good news, as a reward, I can let you see your son this time." ”

Old man:??!

He was stunned.

It didn't seem to understand why Shen Jian was not affected by his supernatural influence, but instead had a relaxed expression.

Wait a minute.

"Can you let me see my son again?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed cruelly: "Quick, let me meet my son again, I thought of a new way to die, but I have not been able to find my son." ”

Gamer:......

They all twitched in unison.

Nima.

When you're a son, it's like blood mold.

You don't know how many times you've killed them, and you're going to pull them out and kill them again.

Really stepping on the horse, the father is kind and the son is filial.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional dream master."

Shen Jian showed a strange smile, took out the knife from his body, raised the knife in his hand, and just cut off the old man's head and stuffed it into the basket.

Then he clapped his hands with satisfaction as if he had done a good deed.

Gamer:!!?

Their eyes widened.

Gan!

I thought you really had some earth-shattering ghosts and gods to get the old man's son out, but I didn't expect to cut down the old man and bury him with his son.

But think about it.

It looks like he can really see his son again.

Not in life, but after death.

As for whether you can see it, who knows?

You can't fail to see it, come back from the dead, and ask Shen Jian for an explanation.

999…… It turns out that you are such a master of dreams. (End of chapter)