Chapter 1548 A game with life as a bargaining chip
The number of points thrown by Wang Feng was also four, which was the same as the number of points thrown by Li Gui. A draw occurred.
Faced with this situation, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh.
The probability of him winning this round was already small, so a draw is already a good result.
But this game with the evil ghost has not stopped yet.
In this gambling game with the evil spirits, the evil spirits can escape from the game, but humans cannot. Once they leave the game, they will be killed by the evil spirits.
If Wang Feng wants to survive, he must keep this game going.
He can't stop until there are no more evil ghosts to bet with him.
But in a game that relies entirely on luck, how can anyone always win?
Therefore, Wang Feng's outcome was actually doomed when he took out the dice and started the game.
At this moment, the black dice representing the evil ghost continued to spin.
A new round of games has begun.
I don’t know if it was because of the re-rolling, but this time the black dice stopped quickly;
Five o'clock!
The points thrown by Li Gui this time were even greater than last time.
The only way to win is to throw six points.
This made Wang Feng feel pressured.
But now that Li Gui had thrown the dice, he could only grit his teeth and pick up the red dice on the ground.
This time it was the same as before. After holding the dice in his hand for ten seconds, Wang Feng took action.
After the red dice spun several times on the ground, it finally stopped;
Seeing the number of points thrown, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly darkened.
Wang Feng's luck seemed to have run out, and he only threw two points this time!
"I, I lost"
Wang Feng's mouth moved.
His whole body was tense and he was sweating profusely. He stared at the number he had thrown, as if he had lost his mind and a bit of disbelief.
The next second.
The blood on Wang Feng's face began to disappear immediately, and the look in his eyes suddenly extinguished, like a spark in the strong wind, being ruthlessly extinguished by this cruel world.
Even the body began to become cold quickly.
However, in the blink of an eye, Wang Feng was completely motionless and breathless.
He lost his life and died in this nameless and terrifying ancient house.
"If you lose once, will you be dead?"
Looking at the dead Wang Feng, Yingying felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
Wang Feng became a messenger in a ghost post office and struggled to survive. He survived from the first floor to the fourth floor and delivered more than a dozen terrible letters;
I don’t know how many dangers I experienced during this process.
Even the evil ghosts who invaded the post office failed to kill him, but in the end no one expected that he fell at the last hurdle.
Originally, as long as you completed this letter delivery mission, you could go up to the fifth floor and completely get rid of the ghost post office.
But in the end, I still couldn't move forward and stopped here.
At this time, Yang Jian was still guarding the passage leading to the back hall, preventing any evil spirits from approaching.
What he is most worried about is that evil spirits will enter the back hall and affect the old man in the red coffin.
But at the same time, he also paid some attention to the back door.
Ding Hui and Li Yang worked together to block the door, but Yang Jian was not very worried.
What he was worried about was Wang Feng.
Because he could also see that relying on a dice game to forcefully delay the invasion of the ancient house by the evil ghosts put a lot of pressure on Wang Feng.
In other words, for these messengers and ghost controllers who are in bad condition, preventing evil ghosts from entering the back hall is a heavy price to pay.
Wang Feng's death now proves this point.
"The key to breaking the situation now lies with Li Yue. Once Li Yue successfully returns with the lantern, the situation here will improve."
Yang Jian knew very well that only if everyone could withstand the pressure from the fierce ghosts and hold on until the turning point came would they have a way to survive.
Otherwise, the situation in the back hall will be dangerous.
At that time, Yang Jian must consider abandoning these people, giving up delivering messages, giving up this ancient house, and surviving alone.
Of course, Yang Jian believed that things would not develop to that point.
Because this time Li Yue took action.
Yang Jian was very confident in Li Yue's strength.
At this time, with Wang Feng's death, Li Gui, who had just won the bet, began to prepare to enter the back hall.
Although everyone could not see the figure of this fierce ghost, they could feel the cold breath invading from outside the back door at this moment.
"I'll bet with the ghost."
After noticing this, the expression of a ghost controller near the back door changed, and then he gritted his teeth and stood up.
He walked to Wang Feng's body, stretched out his hand to push Wang Feng's body away, and then sat down.
After sitting down, the ghost controller picked up the red dice and threw it out without saying a word.
Before the invisible ghost had completely entered the back hall, the ghost controller took over the bet and continued Wang Feng's bet just now.
Seeing the ghost master taking the initiative to stand up, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze towards the back door.
He has already said before that the messengers and these ghost masters alternately gamble with the ghosts.
Fan Xing also agreed at that time.
If these ghost masters had not come forward on their own initiative, Yang Jian would naturally not let these people go.
Fortunately, these ghost masters also knew the seriousness of the matter and did not avoid it.
After the ghost master threw the dice, the red dice began to spin on the ground.
But it finally stopped.
It’s just that the luck of this ghost controller seems to be very good. An unimaginable point was thrown out by this ghost controller:
Six o'clock!
This is already the maximum number of points.
In other words, this ghost controller can at least guarantee that he will not lose in this round.
"Ha ha."
Seeing that he had thrown six points, the ghost master couldn't help but laugh. A smile appeared on his nervous face, making his face twitch unnaturally.
Even twisted.
As the ghost master rolls the dice, a new round of gambling begins again.
The evil ghost who was about to invade the back hall was forcibly brought into this game. At the same time, he had to follow the rules and stop invading the ancient house.
Everyone clearly felt that the cold breath just now stopped at the door.
The next second.
The black dice on the ground started spinning.
Obviously, this evil ghost also started to throw the dice.
Not long after, the dice stopped spinning.
This time the devil threw five points again.
Just like when I bet with Wang Feng just now.
Only this time Li Gui's opponent threw six points.
The ghost controller who succeeded Wang Feng won this round.
Immediately afterwards, everyone clearly felt that the cold aura that had invaded the back door began to retreat.
Finally left the back door.
"The ghost has left."
At this time, the ghost controller couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then grinned.
He also didn't expect that his luck would be so good. He defeated this fierce ghost in just one round.
Daqiang couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.
It’s not that he has a deep friendship with this ghost master, it’s all because once the ghost master dies, then it will be their messenger’s turn to take over the game. (End of this chapter)
