Chapter 525: The Process Accelerates, Thriller Apartment
"Master, this place is haunted every night. The construction site has been suspended for half a month. The construction period is coming soon. I have no choice but to come to you. Just come. The price is negotiable. Hello? Master, you are still here.
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Wang Dali rubbed his big belly and dialed another number in a cold sweat: "Boss, this construction site is very evil. It has only been a few days since construction started, and four people died one after another. Otherwise, we will sell this land."
Bar."
"Yes, yes, I will take care of it, boss, don't worry."
Wang Dali was scolded and furious, but when he saw the silent construction site in front of him, his pupils suddenly widened.
Because there seemed to be a figure swaying around in the construction site, Wang Dali was not a brainless person. He had already prepared a telescope. He picked up the telescope and looked at the group of swaying figures. He was so frightened that he almost threw his phone away.
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"Mamma Mia, we've been found!"
Wang Dali opened the car and was about to run, but when he inserted the key, he couldn't turn it. Suddenly, a chill came over him. Wang Dali looked out the window and saw that his car was surrounded by a group of silent soldiers.
He used the telescope before and saw that some soldiers had spotted him before he thought of escaping, but in the blink of an eye he was surrounded.
But he didn't panic and could leave as long as he drove.
But as soon as he lowered his eyes, Wang Dali's pupils shrank instantly. What kind of key was he holding in his hand? It was clearly a person's finger.
Don't panic, don't be nervous.
Although Wang Dali's body was trembling with fat, he could still remain calm.
As long as he stayed in the car with him all night, these ghost soldiers still couldn't do anything to him.
Close your eyes and sleep.
When you wake up, it's daytime.
Wang Dali never felt that he was smart. He just came from a rural area and had heard too many ghost stories. He also had the experience of sleeping in a cemetery. He just had never seen such a big scene, so he was not scared!
But he could fall asleep in the cemetery, but he couldn't fall asleep here. He wanted to turn on his phone, but it was turned off.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Wang Dali caught a glimpse of someone in the rearview mirror inside the car, and this person was wearing a more noble military uniform than the soldiers outside.
This is a general!
Everyone knows that soldiers and generals are not on the same level, and the difference between being a ghost is even greater.
Wang Dali pushed up the corpse and fainted.
The general sitting behind him was speechless. Is he really kind?
Why has this person started snoring?
Was he asleep or in a coma?
Do you think I'm stupid?
The general pulled out his sword and poked Wang Dali's fat belly. He was a little surprised when he found that Wang Dali was really asleep. It was really scary to see him fainting and showing interest in falling asleep.
The general got out of the car.
A soldier came forward and knelt on one knee and said: "General, we are already investigating the murderers, but the souls of those who died said that they died accidentally."
"I believe four people die in one day, and thousands die in one minute on the battlefield, but I don't believe it if someone dies suddenly while working."
"But this is the battlefield."
"General, that one is back."
The general's eyes lit up and he looked somewhere. At the end of the road, there was a white figure walking slowly.
The world is all black, but he is dressed in white.
"General, you are finally back!" The general rushed forward with his sword. Jiu Sheng was so frightened that he wanted to kill him with a stick.
The general rushed forward and knelt down on one knee to offer a sword. Jiu Sheng was slightly startled when he saw the sword.
There are memories of his second life on it.
Is it that simple?
Jiu Sheng took it in disbelief.
"General, hurry up and merge your memories, we will protect you."
Jiu Sheng became vigilant: "How do you know my memory is in it?"
"We told him." A chubby monk and a little Taoist priest came out.
The little monk didn't know when he had a big knife in his hand: "Only you can get rid of that bastard, I want to avenge Master!"
The young monk is already exuding murderous intent, and hatred can change everything.
The little Taoist priest has an immortal demeanor, but he holds a kitchen knife in his hand: "Everyone has the responsibility to eliminate harm for the people!"
Jiu Sheng felt that raising two children was a bit of a joke, but for some reason, he always felt that these two people were a bit strange.
Nine lives fusion memory is very fast, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect, but in this short period of time, something unexpected happened.
The black mist boy's laughter seemed to have the effect of infiltrating the brain with magic sounds. The Nine Lives Fusion Memory was unprepared and directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"Bastard!" The general was about to draw his sword and fight with the opponent, but the black mist boy just snapped his fingers, and the general turned the tip of the sword and stabbed the young monk next to him.
The young monk also used a broadsword. He was obviously on guard and blocked this move directly.
"Wake up, we are on the same team." The young monk's eyes turned red when he saw the enemy. However, the enemy was right in front of him, and the allies suddenly turned against him. This made the young monk feel like he was dying, and he was so aggrieved.
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"Hahaha, you are the disciple of that old monk? He died miserably at that time, and was directly blown into ashes by me. Do you want revenge? Then you can't fight with a kid there, it seems.
Why do you take revenge seriously?"
The little Taoist priests were all angered by the black mist boy's words.
He rushed over with a kitchen knife in hand.
"Huh? You are interesting. But your opponent is not me." One by one, ghost generals crawled out from the ground and rushed towards the little Taoist priest.
The little Taoist wanted to curse, why did he have more than ten times more opponents than the little monk?
The little monk and his opponent fought back and forth, but the little Taoist priest had changed beyond recognition. His original buoyant look was long gone. His kitchen knife really cut through iron like clay, and even had a very sharp feeling. It seemed that the material was extraordinary and how to cast it.
I got a kitchen knife, but it was too short.
The ghost generals used long spears and knives, and often the little Taoist priest was stabbed, and his short hands and kitchen knife could not even touch the human body.
It is useless to cut iron like clay.
However, when the little Taoist priest cuts off his weapon, it feels like a joy, and this is called joy in suffering.
The black fog boy's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked in a certain direction, where a man in black robe was peeking. He disappeared instantly, turned into an invisible fog and came behind the man in black robe, and patted the man in black robe gently.
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"Brother, what are you looking at? Wow, you are so full of blood that you are carrying a human life on your body. Your body is already dirty. Do you want me to purify it for you?"
The man in black robe had just taken out the ice arrow crossbow, and a black mist had already penetrated along his mouth and nose.
The black mist surged in the eyes of the man in black robe, and after a while, the man in black robe's temperament changed.
"Wow, it's so cool to watch others fight." The man in black robe raised the ice arrow crossbow, looked at the structure, and immediately understood how to use it.
He pointed the ice arrow crossbow at Jiu Sheng's head, thought for a moment, then moved it down and aimed it at the opponent's lower abdomen. After thinking about it again, he finally fired the crossbow and hit the place where the opponent was sitting cross-legged, and Jiu Sheng
The stranger has disappeared.
"Here we come." The man in black robe smiled and jumped to avoid Jiu Sheng's attack. At the same time, he shot an ice arrow and attacked Jiu Sheng.
"Don't hold back. This body is a genius lunatic who has killed four people. It doesn't matter if you kill him. This lunatic has already blown himself up. He is considered a black man now." The man in black robe grinned. This time, the man in black robe
The smile was very reserved, no longer so unscrupulous.
"You are still too kind. Are all human beings kind? How stupid!" The man in black robe seemed to have endless use of ice arrows. He shot out one arrow after another, and even Jiu Sheng could not get close.
"With my hands tied, it's really boring to fight with you. I can't even speak." The man in black robe didn't have the ice arrows, so he directly concentrated the black mist arrows to attack.
This time, Jiu Sheng couldn't get any closer.
The black mist arrow also has its own explosive ability, making it more difficult for Jiu Sheng to get close to the man in black robe.
Suddenly, Jiu Sheng retreated quickly, and the man in black frowned, seemingly dissatisfied that it was over like this, but in fact, it was indeed over.
A kitchen knife stabbed the man in black robe through the heart, and a large knife cut off his neck.
"Hey, you guys actually ganged up to bully me." The Black Mist boy stood up and laughed, "Jiusheng, what do you want to do! You have to think about it, I'm just a clone. If you accept me, what are you going to do with the main body?
"Oh, I'm not the original body. I don't know why the guy in the original body is so cruel. I'm also helpless. So, Jiu Sheng, you have to work hard and defeat the original body. Then I'll eat meat and drink wine with you.
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The black mist boy ran away in an instant. He was really afraid that Jiu Sheng would take him into the soul-killing stick if he was happy.
"Jiu Sheng, aren't you and him enemies? Why does he want to eat meat and drink alcohol with you?" The little monk stared at Jiu Sheng with a very unkind look. He felt that there seemed to be some small agreement between Jiu Sheng and the black mist boy.
A transaction that a child does not understand is likely to be detrimental to him.
"Go to Spooky Apartments!"
Jiu Sheng turned around and headed in one direction.
"Hey, how do you know where the Thrilling Apartment is?" The little Taoist priest also found it incredible. They came here to stop Jiu Sheng because they got a piece of information about the Thrilling Apartment.
"That black mist boy just gave it to me." Jiu Sheng threw out a scroll with no pictures on it, just an address written on it.
After the little monk recited it, the scroll immediately emitted a huge light, wrapping Jiu Sheng, the little monk and the little Taoist priest.
When the scene turned, the three of them were already in front of an apartment.
This apartment is a bit shabby, and the apartments around it are all broken. Only this apartment stands there, surrounded by graves, but there is not much feeling of fear. Without him, the sun has already risen in the east.
It seems that as long as the sun comes out, all darkness will hide in hidden corners.
But is this really the case?
Jiu Sheng, the little monk, and the little Taoist priest entered the horror apartment.
As soon as they entered the horror apartment, the three of them tensed up, because this floor was not deserted, but there was a little boy playing basketball.
The ball made a thumping sound against the ground, much like a human heartbeat.
"You shoot one and I shoot one, we are together and never separate, you shoot two and I shoot two, we are together and never separate, you shoot three and I shoot three, I am so hungry."
The ball boy slowly turned his head and glanced at the three people before turning back, as if he was thinking about how to eat these three people.
Steamed or roasted?
Jiu Sheng didn't hesitate anymore. He walked forward and shouted loudly: "Call your boss to come out!"
The walls of the apartment began to turn black, and the doorway to the apartment disappeared and turned into a wall.
The ball boy turned around and smiled. That weird smile shocked the audience even if they were prepared.