As the gloomy wind dissipated, the hall returned to calm, the candles burned quietly, the shadows of the candles swayed slightly, and the thick gloomy air shrouding the hall dissipated.
Xie Lingxi and others did not have the inspiration of the Night God, but they could also rely on their intuition to sense that the lobby had become safer.
The fire demon looked carefully, and asked with a bit of surprise and surprise in his tone:
"Are you the Night God? You are actually the Night God..."
Just scolding can scare away the resentful spirits. It is self-evident what Wang Tai's profession is.
"Isn't it strange? Jinshui Amusement Park has supernatural elements. Isn't it normal to match the Night God?" Zhang Yuanqing responded with a smile, "Everyone, I dare not vouch for other entertainment projects, but the haunted house, before seeing the ghost bride, I
I can still protect you."
The four teammates looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.
Unexpectedly, there is a rare profession in the team.
In a supernatural dungeon where ghosts and ghosts are rampant, there is a night wandering god to protect you, which is more reliable than most props.
After all, Ye Youshen is a professional counterpart.
All of a sudden, the four teammates looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a sense of dependence.
"We only have one hour, don't delay, see if there are any clues here." Zhang Yuanqing glanced across the hall, and with his night vision ability, he quickly locked on the tribute table behind the Grand Master's chair.
He raised his feet and walked to the table. There was a piece of red paper pressed on the bottom of the blue and white porcelain plate filled with peanuts and longans.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up the red paper and looked at it under the candlelight:
Xie Lingxi pinched his chin, turned his bright eyes, and said:
"These things are not betrothal gifts, but since it says so on the paper, we should be asked to find these four things and regard them as betrothal gifts."
Finding these four things is equivalent to possessing the bridegroom's betrothal gift.
Monkey King: "What will happen if we don't find it?"
Fire Demon: "Of course he is dead. After finding the bride price, the ghost bride will choose one of us?"
Zhang Yuanqing: "Why choose one instead of entering the bridal chamber together?"
Seeing the expressionless expressions on his teammates' faces, Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "Just kidding, to liven up the atmosphere, you have no sense of humor."
His teammates became even more expressionless.
Xi Shi rolled his eyes, and Xie Lingxi continued:
"The context of this mission has become clear. The ghost bride will choose a husband in an hour. The criteria for selecting a husband is the groom who has a betrothal gift. Therefore, we need to find four betrothal gifts in this mansion.
"But I don't know whether the lucky ones who are selected will have a chance of survival or will die."
The fire demon looked the little girl up and down: "You really don't remember the content of the guide?"
The analysis is straightforward.
Xie Lingxi pouted and pretended to be aggrieved: "I really don't know."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the number of people in the team and felt a chill in his heart.
Following the current clues, there will be two results. The first is that if four betrothal gifts are found, all members will be deemed to have fulfilled the requirements, and then they will wait for the ghost bride to come.
Second, four betrothal gifts can only ensure that four people meet the requirements, and those who fail to meet the requirements will undoubtedly die.
The first one is fine, but if it’s the second one...
Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself:
"If it is the second type, then when the dungeon reaches this level, the team will definitely start fighting among themselves. By then, the number of people who can survive will not even exceed four. No wonder the props and skills are not sealed. This is forcing us to fight against ourselves.
Killing, the S-level dungeon is really killing every step of the way..."
If that situation really comes to pass, how many people are left in the team?
As the captain, he has a hidden mission, and the number of people in the team cannot be less than three.
In addition, the selection of a son-in-law also has a confusing effect on people's minds. It gives people the impression that only those chosen by the bride will have a chance of survival. The inertia of thinking is that the lucky ones always get preferential treatment...
But Zhang Yuanqing can be sure that the person chosen by the bride will die.
The reason is very simple. First of all, the old version is like this. Secondly, if only the chosen one can survive, then there is no point in hiding the task.
No matter how hard you try, there will only be one person left here.
What is the difference between reducing staff and not reducing staff?
Of course, if the ghost bride is a playboy, that's a different matter.
The ghost bride may only kill one person, but in the haunted house, the danger is not just the ghost bride. The first is the crisis of internal strife in the team, and the second is the other ghosts in the haunted house... As the captain, this copy is really too difficult.
It would be unreasonable if there were no high rewards for clearing the level at the end. Fortunately, I have the magic weapon of the Demon-Conquering Pestle. Even if I face the Ghost Bride, I won’t be afraid... Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously glanced at his teammates and noticed their gazes.
Youyou, have begun to be wary of each other.
No one is stupid.
Zhang Yuanqing coughed:
"We don't have much time. Let's find the betrothal gift first. Everyone, follow me closely and don't scatter. It's hard for ordinary evil spirits to get close to me."
In this situation, his words are most effective, and everyone relies on his profession.
Immediately, a group of people walked around the screen wall behind the lobby and came to the inner courtyard. They looked around and saw the winding corridors with red lanterns hanging on them. The deep red candlelight illuminated the shadows of trees, flower beds and rockeries.
In the distance, you can vaguely see the bow-shaped gates connecting other courtyards, and the ridged houses standing in an orderly manner in the night.
The ghost bride is really the daughter of a wealthy family... Zhang Yuanqing sighed in his heart.
Given the size of this house, there are only three rooms available.
He looked over the layout of the house, then turned around and told everyone: "The yin energy here is very strong, follow me closely..."
The words stopped suddenly, and there was nothing behind him, not even a single figure.
The team members are missing.
This is a bit scary... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and continued walking forward without stopping.
We have to find them as soon as possible. These people are not Night Gods. Although their skills and props have not been sealed, their methods of dealing with spirits are limited. If they encounter a difficult spirit, they will die at any time.
He walked through the garden and saw candlelight burning in a house in front of him. The candlelight was very dim and reflected faintly through the lattice windows.
The other houses were completely dark.
Zhang Yuanqing carefully walked into the corridor, approached the house, and sensed it carefully. There was a gloomy atmosphere in the house, but there were no evil spirits entrenched.
Tiptoeing open the lattice door, the scene inside the house came into view.
This seems to be a women's boudoir. On the east side is a bed with low curtains, a round table in the middle, a dressing table by the window, and a bronze mirror facing the door.
A scale beam made of gold lay quietly in front of the dressing table.
Zhang Yuanqing stepped across the threshold, closed the door behind him, came to the dressing table, and picked up the golden scale rod. It was only half an arm long and about the thickness of a thumb.
This thing is used to choose the bride's red hijab, which means "the heart is in good hands".
"It's not difficult, I found it right away..."
Zhang Yuanqing was about to leave the house when he suddenly heard the sizzling sound of electricity and a voice came from the Elvis speaker in his pocket:
"That day, she came to Jinshui Amusement Park..."
This scammer always makes noises at inappropriate times. Well, what does it want to say? Speaking of which, it is also part of the amusement park and may know some information... Zhang Yuanqing's attention shifted to the Elvis speaker, looking forward to it.
What will be said.
The Elvis speaker did not disappoint this time, and the sound continued to play:
"The spirit in the haunted house was trembling and crawling on the ground. The great existence did not trouble the weak evil spirit. She told the bride to find a young man for her. The young man's name is: Yuanshi Tianzun!"
Zhang Yuanqing's head buzzed, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was stunned.
Looking for me? Looking for me!!
Who is looking for me and why?
Shock and confusion surged over him, and soon he understood who it was.
Empress of Sandao Mountain!
"The official announcement of Taiyi Sect said that it was the powerful BOSS that caused the change in the spiritual realm. The introduction of Jinshui Amusement Park said that after that existence slept for a long time, he was surprised that there were so many novel gadgets in the world. These details can
Matching up with Empress Sandaoshan...
"I woke up Empress Sandao Mountain. She is looking for me because half of her Yang soul is in the magic pestle... Fuck, this old man is still haunted, can't he let me go? I still
A child..."
Zhang Yuanqing actually knew that if he continued to level up, sooner or later he would have to face Empress Sandaoshan.
But that should be after he reached a high level and used the yang soul in the magic pestle to make a deal with the empress.
I never expected that Lao Bangzi's hands and eyes could reach the sky, and he could actually influence low-level spiritual realms.
"Damn it, I just said how could the mission be so simple? Now it seems that taking out the Demon-Subduing Pestle will expose my identity?"
The empress was not looking for him just to subdue the magic pestle.
"In this kind of spiritual realm that has been influenced by the empress, I'm afraid that as soon as I take out the demon-conquering pestle, the old man will come over and kill me. Then what will be my fate? There's no telling whether the boss in the spiritual realm has any moral value. What if I succeed?
What should I do if I crush this little ant to death..."
After Zhang Yuanqing thought about it over and over, he decided to hide his identity and continue the mission without using the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
The consequences of exposing his identity may be to face the terrifying Goddess of Sandao Mountain. There are too many uncertainties.
And if you continue to complete the mission, if you can clear the haunted house and nothing happens, if you are really in a desperate situation, it will not be too late to take out the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, he no longer panicked. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw the door being pushed open in the bronze mirror.
He was startled and turned around quickly, only to find that the door was closed and not opened.
What's going on? Zhang Yuanqing turned his head in confusion and returned his gaze to the bronze mirror. At this glance, his pupils shrank slightly.
In the bronze mirror, a woman in a white dress appeared, with her hair disheveled. She crossed the threshold and walked into the house with a strange posture.
The room reflected in the bronze mirror seemed different from the room he was in.
The woman in the white dress came to the dressing mirror with a strange posture and sat down.
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing finally saw clearly why her walking posture was weird, because she was walking backwards.
The next scene would scare ordinary people to death. The woman in the bronze mirror raised her hand, took off the head, and held it in her arms.
The skin of her hands was blue-black, and her long nails were dark and sharp.
The black hair on the head spread out, revealing the face of a woman, a pair of penetrating white pupils, a pale face, and black lips, staring at the bronze mirror, as if staring at Zhang Yuanqing in another world.
This female ghost has no appearance... Zhang Yuanqing quickly retreated and planned to evacuate the house.
However, the disheveled hair in the mirror seemed to come alive, raising like tentacles and piercing the mirror.
The bronze mirror rippled, and clusters of hair penetrated the mirror, wrapping around Zhang Yuanqing's wrists and body, constantly tightening, as if they were trying to pull him into the mirror.
"snort!"
The thick black light surged in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, he opened his mouth and sucked hard.
Devouring souls!
This skill that can suppress evil spirits only slows down the speed of hair entanglement, but cannot swallow the female ghost in the mirror.
This female ghost is very strong, not an ordinary wraith... Zhang Yuanqing moved his feet forward little by little, getting closer and closer to the bronze mirror.
He quickly thought about countermeasures. He didn't need the magic pestle if he could. The bloodthirsty blade was a prop with physical output and was ineffective against spiritual bodies. The attack of the red dancing shoes was also physical, and stepping on it was ineffective against spiritual bodies...
...
After thinking about it, it’s definitely you, little funny boy!!
Zhang Yuanqing spit out a stream of Yin Qi from his mouth and summoned Xiao Tiaobi.
"Aba..." The chubby and cute baby spirit landed on the dressing table and stretched its limbs lazily. Then, it saw the female ghost in the mirror.
In an instant, like a furry cat, Yingling rolled down the dressing table at a speed that should not be expected at this age, huddled behind Zhang Yuanqing, and cried in fright.
...Zhang Yuanqing scolded: "Give me the useless things."
He transmits attack instructions to the infant spirit.
"Aba Aba!"
It is the nature of a spiritual servant to obey orders. Yingling raised his eyebrows slightly, screamed twice fiercely, grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's pants, climbed up to his shoulders, and pounced with all his strength.
The round and fat little body penetrated the bronze mirror and blurred itself into the female ghost's face.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately calmed down his emotions and transferred his consciousness to the infant spirit, replacing the female ghost's perception.
The female ghost's gloomy face became dull, as if she had suddenly lost her brain.
The hair, which was as deadly as wires, suddenly lost the strength to maintain itself and fell down.
Well done!
Zhang Yuanqing immediately summoned Xiao Doubi back, asked him to lie on top of his head, turned around and ran away.
Yingling's ability only lasts three seconds, but it is enough for him to escape from the house.
After rushing open the door and crossing the threshold, Zhang Yuanqing had just returned to the garden when he heard the sound of a door slamming behind him. Looking back, he saw that the candlelight in the room had been extinguished and it was pitch black.
There was a gloomy wind in the inner courtyard, and many resentful spirits were waiting in the distance. While they were longing for the breath of the Night God, they were afraid of its pressure and did not dare to approach.
"We have to find them quickly, before they all die..."
Zhang Yuanqing quickly left the garden, passed through the bow-shaped gate, and came to the yard next door. He soon saw Xie Lingxi.
The little girl stood in front of a water tank in the corner of the yard. She threw her upper body into the tank, grabbed the edge of the tank with both hands, and struggled hard. There seemed to be something pulling her in the tank.
No matter how hard you try, you can't "pull" yourself out of the water tank.
Gradually, the strength of her struggle became weaker and weaker...
Zhang Yuanqing approached slowly and smelled the smell of alcohol. He leaned over and saw a dark liquid rippling in the tank, dragging an infant spirit dragging its umbilical cord. It was the umbilical cord that wrapped around Xie Lingxi's neck, pulling her
He was dragged tightly into the water.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up the little funny boy with both hands and threw him into the water tank regardless of his struggle.
When the umbilical cord baby spirit saw someone of the same kind coming in, it immediately loosened its umbilical cord and grinned at the little funny boy.
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed Xie Lingxi's shoulders and pulled her out of the water tank with a strong pull.
"Ahem..."
Xie Lingxi coughed violently, her face turned red, and her bangs and temples were wet and stuck to her forehead and cheeks.
Ten seconds later, she initially recovered from the discomfort in her lungs, saw Zhang Yuanqing's face clearly, and cried with joy:
"Brother Wang Tai, you are here to save me. Woo hoo, I never want to enter the spiritual realm related to the Night Walker God again. It's too, too scary..."
This was her first time entering such a dungeon with supernatural elements.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing stared at the water tank.
The two infant spirits started fighting in the drink, biting and entangled with each other, causing ripples in the dark liquid.
Xie Lingxi stood on tiptoes and glanced into the tank. Remembering that she had drunk a lot just now, she retched: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting..."
After being disgusted for a while, she answered Zhang Yuanqing's words:
"Brother Wang Tai, I followed you out of the lobby. A mist came and I found that you were all gone. I went to look for it. Unknowingly, I walked here and smelled the aroma of wine again. I followed the smell and found this drink.
cylinder.
"I thought this was part of the betrothal gift. As soon as I opened the wooden cover, a rope stretched out of the tank and pulled me into the water."
She looked at the umbilical cord baby spirit in the water tank, thinking about the liquid she had just choked on, and her face turned pale: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting..."
Zhang Yuanqing silently counted the time and looked at the girl: "You have been holding your breath for a long time."
Xie Lingxi shook her head and said softly: "I have a tool that can restore vitality. Without it, I would have suffocated to death in the water tank."
As she spoke, she raised her white wrist, where there was a green jade bracelet.
A bracelet that restores vitality... Is this girl also a wood demon? She doesn't have a similar temperament... Zhang Yuanqing said 'hmm', without paying too much attention to the bracelet, and said:
"Follow me to find them, I hope it's not too late."
Xie Lingxi collected some liquid, while Zhang Yuanqing recalled the little funny boy who was fighting with his peers for the first time in his life, and walked deeper into the house along the cobblestone path.
"By the way, give me that card."
"Ah? What card."
"Don't act stupid. I see you put the card you brought out of the parking lot in your butt pocket."
