[Successfully use the Ghost Chase World Admission Ticket, teleport in 5 seconds!] 】

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The remnants of the broken scroll in Wu Heng's hand gathered together and turned into a black vortex.

A powerful suction force came from the whirlpool, and he felt like he had been forced into the sewers.

It seemed like only a second had passed, and another year had passed.

Wu Heng only felt the light in front of him, suddenly dimmed, and suddenly brightened, and he had already entered the world of the plot.

At the same time, I also received a hint from the tower seal:

[World: "Ghost Chase 2"]

[Survival Mission: Survive for one month (Complete the mission and reward 500 survival points. ）】

[Story Mission: None]

[Number of entrants: 1]

[Advent Countdown: 10 minutes (immediate entry)]

Wu Heng stood in the space cover in the mid-air of the plot world, and when he saw the information in front of him, he didn't expect that after using the admission ticket, there would be no plot tasks.

If you think about it,

In fact, this is also a benefit, after all, if the exploration degree of the plot world reaches 30%, it is equivalent to getting a new time to participate in the plot.

And even if you don't do anything, you can get 500 survival points for nothing.

But who can be eligible for admission tickets and use them, which one will enter the plot simply for 500 survival points?

These worlds themselves are the greatest wealth.

Looking at the 'Ghost Chase 2' on the message prompt, Wu Heng probably recalled the original plot:

The main story is that after Christine escaped from the hands of the monks of hell, she went to a mental sanatorium for treatment, and it turned out that Dean Channard himself was a guy who pursued the senses of the brain, explored the limits of the spirit, and experimented with a large number of mentally ill people.

And Tiffany, the little girl who stays in the hospital, is a very talented genius girl in puzzles and puzzle solving.

Channard uses the mattress to resurrect Christine's stepmother Julia, and the two use Tiffany's hand to open the hell passage and enter hell together to pursue the ultimate experience.

Leviathan, a giant mystery box in hell, felt Chanad's perverted life and twisted soul, and chose to take matters into a monk himself.

Christine, who is also in the hospital, also picks up the mystery box and chases into hell to save her killed father.

But

Because of Wu Heng's intervention, Christine's father is not dead now, and even Julia's mattress has been burned to ashes.

I don't know what the current plot has become.

Wu Heng simply didn't think about it anymore and made a choice:

"Enter now!"

Then his eyes darkened, and he felt himself appear in a place filled with dampness and the smell of rotting wood, and the temperature around him was a little cold.

"Oh! May that sweet, beating, ecstatic gift come down through pain, let it slide down my throat, through my stomach pouch, and into my body. ”

"When the arteries no longer beat the blood."

"When the liver no longer secretes bile."

"The urine in my bladder is dried up and salt, and only scarlet floods me"

"In this dark night, in this flickering of black light, please answer me, come as I wish, and let the burning desire and cold convulsions surround me."

"Please let this beauty come, can this beauty really come?"

Wu Heng heard a frenzied chanting, and he felt the coldness of the floor and the imprisoned hands.

quickly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground,

With a slight force on his hands, the chains that bound his wrists were broken into sections and scattered on the ground, making a series of clanging sounds, as if some kind of signal.

Wu Heng looked down at himself, the cross pattern scar on his chest that had just been scratched had completely healed.

What I'm wearing is still Dean. Miranda's expensive shirt had been cut to pieces by a sharp blade.

He turned his head to look at the man who made the sound,

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a chubby boy who looked to be only 12 years old.

The little boy's round ruddy little face was full of sluggish expressions, and there was disbelief in his eyes, even the clear snot that flowed to his lips, and he held a book with a skull cover in his hand.

Looking at the pages full of bright colors and smoothness, it is clear that this is a book that has been printed in large quantities.

The main thing is that

This little boy was wearing the limited-edition trench coat that belonged to Dean, and the trench coat was already stained with a lot of blood.

The cuffs are already dark to shiny, and there is still the latest stained transparent mucus on them, which has not been air-dried, resulting in black wet spots.

Combined with the little boy's snot, it already speaks for itself

I don't know how long he's been wearing this trench coat and how many times he's wiped it.

"Are you a summoned devil?"

The little boy came back to his senses, blinked his big innocent eyes, wiped his nose with his wide sleeve again, pulled out a silver wire that was ten centimeters long, and then asked in a daze.

Then he didn't wait for Wu Heng to answer, so he shouted loudly towards the stairs in the basement with his throat in his throat:

"Dad, Mom, come on, I used the stored ingredients to summon the devil!"

"The devil who can grant wishes."

Wu Heng ignored the boy, but grabbed the memory of this body, he did save Dean. Miranda's identity.

But because he was returning in time when the Ice Hell Monk met the Hymn.

I don't know if the lighthouse is particular or not, but after he re-entered, he arranged that return to be a random teleportation.

Now, half a year has passed.

Half a year ago, the teleportation disappeared; Half a year later, he suddenly appeared in Riverdale, Bronx County, New York.

It's only a 20-minute drive from Manhattan Island.

Dean suddenly appeared on the side of the road in Riverdale at night, and was picked up by a couple who happened to be out hunting.

Wu Heng originally thought that this kind of cry of the child was not believed by adults at all.

Who knew that as soon as the little fat boy's words fell, there was a burst of anxious footsteps from the ceiling of the basement.

The basement door opened, and a thick shadow shone on the wooden staircase and down to the floor.

"Fake, bastard, what did you do, not to tell you not to touch things!"

A stout man panting, with a leper head and hair on his body, dressed in a nightgown and carrying a sharpened saw in his hand, walked down the stairs 'pong'.

He was followed by a woman with a disheveled head, her eyes sunken like a vulture.

As soon as the strong man came down the stairs, he saw Wu Heng standing, his expression was stunned, and he put the sharpened saw in his hand like a blade on his chest, and then looked at the little boy again.

Stretched out his hand and dragged the book in the boy's hand, glared at the child with bloodshot eyes, looked down at the content of the book, and looked up at Wu Heng.

"You see, this wife, I am sure that this person is dead, but now he is standing, is it really the devil?"

The man handed the written content to the woman who had already protected the little boy by her side.

"Like, it's good that he wasn't cooked last night."

"I've heard that the devil can grant people's desires if they accept sacrifices." The woman rolled her eyes and whispered.

When the two said this, they looked at each other,

There was an emotion called greed in his eyes.

After Wu Heng recalled the memories in his mind, he first looked at the environment in the basement.

The dim light flickered on and off, barely illuminating the place.

The walls were surrounded by debris and dusty furniture, the corners were covered with moss, and in the shadows against the walls lay three bloodstained refrigerators.

One of the refrigerators was already full of goods, and the lid of the refrigerator was opened, revealing the bodies that had been cleaned up inside.

And the water marks on the ground, and the dirt on his back, made Wu Heng sure that he was also dragged out of it.

"It's really a different way to play." Wu Heng laughed lightly.

Gathering his gaze on the ground, this magic array carved with coarse salt was what caught his attention.

He could feel that there was a certain amount of binding energy in it, and if this energy was an ordinary spell here, it was estimated that he would not be able to move, but he had already gotten rid of the shackles of the spell disciple.

All the magic arrays on the ground could only make him feel a sense of restraint, but in fact they had no effect on him.

"Hey, devil, listen!"

By this time, the stout and ugly man, having finished reading the contents of the book, which was his trophy, a book seized from the hands of a delicious teacher.

And that teacher, as early as a week ago, was digested by him.

The man's shouting interrupted Wu Heng's observation.

"Although I don't know why one of your special devils did not have horns, but was resurrected by the body, but since it was my son who summoned you."

"If you accept the sacrifice, it means that the ceremony has been established, and you will have to obey my orders in the future."

"I command you to surrender your name and become my slave."

When the man said this, the greed and hunger in his eyes were almost about to turn into substance.

"Oh, I'm afraid it won't work!" Wu Heng replied while perceiving the effect of the magic array drawn with coarse salt in front of him.

"No, then I will give our family infinite wealth and immortality."

"I can't give it!"

"Then I'm going to be the richest man in America, and I'm going to be the Speaker."

"No, there aren't enough chips."

Wu Heng can really do this last request, but he doesn't have time to do this kind of thing for an ordinary person.

"Damn, that can't be done, that can't be done, so what the hell are you doing."

"What can you give us, but if you can't do it, go back to hell and give me back the food we sacrificed!"

"Food, do you mean this body?"

"Of course."

Wu Heng smiled when he heard this, and he said in a gentle voice: "It seems that you really want to get something from hell, but unfortunately you summoned the wrong person." ”

"There's only one thing I can give you."

"What's that?" The man said urgently.

"Whatever, don't be in vain, it's better to give me a perfect look, as a devil, you won't be so wasted that you can't even do this, right?"

The vulture woman holding the palm of the little fat child hurriedly stepped forward, overtook half of the man's body, and hurriedly said.

"All I can give is death!"

"The death of a free giveaway."

Wu Heng raised his feet and gracefully walked out of the magic array surrounded by coarse salt, and a terrifying force imprisoned all three of the couple, and took the book from the man's hand.

"What is it that makes you speak to me in such a tone, with all this salt on the ground?"

He flipped through the contents of it, the name of this magic array was called 'Dissolving Array'.

According to the above records, it will have a certain binding effect on some demons and evil creatures.

"The devil. The devil is out! ”

"Wow wow. Mom! ”

Although the three of them could not move, their mouths could still speak.

"I'm wondering where you got this book, it's new, it looks like you've just bought it."

Wu Heng looked at the man.

"Spare us, and go back to Hell with the sacrifice, I don't want any more sacrifices. Don't! In the man's eyes, there was a begging for mercy.

"I don't want to listen to!"

While Wu Heng spoke, the man's right hand was broken, and his saw and palm fell to the ground together.

"Ahh This book, obtained from a teacher, who had died, became food for our family, he was delicious, and we ate it for three whole days! ”

The man tried to use this description to represent that he and Wu Heng were the same kind of people, Wu Heng was the real devil, and he was the devil in the world, so as to get closer.

"His suitcase, right at the top of the right corner." The man replied.

The woman saw the misery of her man, including the splash on her eyelids, which made her eyes oxygenated, but she did not dare to blink for fear of blood falling into her eyes, which frightened her.

"What my husband said is true, he didn't lie to you."

"Summoning you out, it's a child who doesn't understand."

"Just act as if nothing happened, let us go, you go back to your place, the corpses in the refrigerator are all gifts we have prepared for you." The woman's mouth was still stained with oil, and she should have been eating just now.

As he spoke, a smell of meat came to his nose.

"Your mouth stinks."

This smell made Wu Heng frown, and with a flick of his finger, the woman's head exploded, and the smell of blood slightly covered the other party's tone.

Wu Heng beckoned, and the box in the corner flew towards him and fell into his hand.

"Mom. Mommy, stinky guy, you killed my mom, I'm going to eat you. ”

"It's too noisy!"

Wu Heng flicked his fingers again and made the little guy look the same as his mother's.

When the strong man saw this scene, he immediately endured the pain of his broken palm, forcibly pursed his mouth, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to exhale, nor did he dare to make a little sound.

Wu Heng rummaged through the suitcase, except for some changes of clothes, there were only three notebooks, a thicker green notebook was a teaching record, and a medium-thick red notebook was a daily planner.

The thinnest yellow diary is a ledger in which all the daily expenses are recorded.

Wu Heng also quickly found the information he needed:

'April 2,

Buy a shirt, which costs $20;

Buy books, which cost $10;

Donate $200 to the Marianne Welfare Home. ’

Combined with what was recorded in the diary: 'On April 2, I took a day off today, first went to Cairns Shopping Centre to buy a dress, then went to the Mary Ann Welfare Home in Hatton to visit the children, and then went to the Creek Forest to paint. ’

The combination of the two has determined the approximate scope of the other party, and there are so many bookstores, which are easy to find.

Wu Heng glanced at the little boy's windbreaker, which was completely dyed red, and shook his head, he couldn't wear it at all.

He took out a black windbreaker from the life box and put it on, and was about to leave, the sturdy man who was quietly trapped on the side just breathed a sigh of relief, but Wu Heng turned his head and said softly:

"By the way, although the choice is limited, I am still willing to give you the death that I can."

The stout man's eyes were full of horror: "No, go back to hell, you damn it, I don't need the death you give, since you took my wife and son, stay away from me!" ”

"You're wrong!"

"It's a gift, not a gift."

The words fell, and in the man's puzzled eyes, his head also exploded, and the three corpses of a family were lying together warmly.

A gift represents the consent of both parties, but a gift requires only unilateral consent.

However, it is obvious that this strong man is fundamentally different from the difference between Chinese.

Wu Heng shook his head boringly, he felt that his humor had been completely wasted by him, although no one found it humorous.

Just as Wu Heng raised his feet and was about to leave,

The door to the basement was opened again, and a girl with white and delicate skin, wearing a short skirt, a bandeau and a shoulder bag, stood in the doorway.

She looked at Wu Heng in surprise, and then at the three corpses in the dim light.

His expression changed for a moment, but he said calmly:

"Are you a victim of being kidnapped by my family, it seems that they chose the wrong target this time, and they have been punished instead."

"You go, I'm tired of this vice for a long time, and I am extremely disgusted with this family."

"I just want to get rid of these killings and deaths."

The girl showed the orthodontic braces in her mouth as she spoke, and instead of trying to lock the basement door, she took a step back and completely got out of the way.

seems to be expressing his sincerity in letting Wu Heng leave.

Wu Heng was not surprised by the girl's arrival, he just heard the sound of the door being opened outside, this girl should have just come home.

The corpses in this basement have confirmed that this is an ogre family, and it seems to have been influenced by some kind of culture, and there are many ordinary ogres in this place.

Wu Heng did not change because of the girl's appearance or words, he still stepped up the steps step by step gracefully, and said in a teaching tone:

"You want to get rid of death, but death doesn't want to get rid of you."

"There are some things that you can't stop once they happen."

"It's like I killed your whole family, am I so satisfied that I just stopped?"

"No, life is not like this, in reality, only by cutting the grass and eradicating the roots can we get rid of the troubles!"

Wu Heng stretched out his palm, and the power drilled out of his palm, wrapped around the girl's body, and blasted it into pieces.

A three-centimeter-wide gum had fallen in the doorway, and the braces had been shattered, revealing the delicate teeth inside, which were covered with black fascia-like dirt.

This is a change in the teeth caused by regular cannibalism.

Walking out of this luxuriously decorated detached house, Wu Heng decided to find the original version of the skeleton book with a magic array first.

Christine, there may be a hermit's gaze, in case she hasn't found the Thyrunt charm yet.

There is a lack of a means to restrain the monks of hell, and perhaps a replacement can be found here.

Because of this magic array, he thought of a plot.

(End of chapter)