Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

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In the summary of supernatural events given by Qian Kuan, there are only a few fragments of news, which are compiled based on the statements of other residents.

The law of killing seems to have prevented her from committing suicide.

Once the ghost decides that she wants to prevent her from committing suicide, the ghost will drag other people to die together.

Terror level unknown.

Now, Shen Jian knew.

Close to Tsing Yi level.

Amidst the horrified laughter of the sacrificial ghost, instead of retreating, Shen Jian approached step by step, and said with a strange smile: "Who said I'm here to stop you from committing suicide? I'm here to help you."

Sacrificial ghost:? ? ?

I don't know if it was her delusion.

She always felt that the human in front of her eyes seemed to have a flash of light when she saw her.

She was a little surprised.

What's wrong with this human being?

Why do you get excited about something like this?

Subconsciously, the sacrificial ghost said in a daze, "How can you help me?"

Shen Jian smiled.

He showed a very professional smile.

And took out various props from the body.

Crying sticks, chains of seductive souls, ghost sickles, blood-stained chainsaws, blood-stained maces, crying faces, torn and scratched stockings...

One after another, neatly placed on the bed.

then.

Looking at the sacrificial ghost expectantly, "Tell me, how do you want me to train you?"

"Suicide by jumping off a building is too vulgar. Do you know what will happen if you jump off? You can imagine a big watermelon falling from a ten-meter-high building. It is absolutely horrible and not elegant at all."

"But don't worry, I'm a professional."

"For example, you can choose this set of mace. There are nails attached to the mace, which can maximize the pain. If you feel that the stimulation is not enough, you can pull out the nails and drive them in again."

"Another example is this set of hanging packages. First, use the ecstasy chain to penetrate the body, fix it in one place, and then put on a ghost rope, and then both of them exert force at the same time and fly in opposite directions. During this process, you can experience The joy of splitting corpses by five horses."

"There are also stockings, this is a romantic death package, I can pretend to be a gangster, pick up a mourning stick, and hit your head every ten seconds, but each time there are only slight scars, knocking all the way until you feel Suicide is a beautiful thing. It is a test of strength control, but I can do it."

"If you want to experience the violent beauty package, I can also use this chainsaw to fulfill your wish."

"Oh yes, I still have a crying face. I can cry for you after you die. The voice is definitely professional. You can hear your funeral within a radius of ten miles."

The more Shen Jian talked, the more excited he became.

A female ghost with masochistic tendencies, which is wonderful.

Just a ghost in a dream.

Where Shen Jian didn't pay attention, the face of the sacrificial ghost started with a hideous smile and jokes, then gradually lost the smile, and then slowly became serious, until now...

His face was pale.

This human being is a demon.

What kind of suicide is this? Is this not pure sadism?

If she was really tortured like this, she might as well jump off and end her ghost life.

And the sacrificial ghost did exactly that.

After listening to Shen Jian's various methods of suicide, she kept stepping back and approached the end of the balcony. Seeing Shen Jian's increasingly excited eyes, she jumped down.

Shen Jian:? ? !

Chapter 108

Life is what I want.

Death is what I want.

You can't have both, and you can commit suicide by giving up your life.

At this moment, the wise words appeared in the mind of the sacrificial ghost.

because……

She meets a human pervert.

Apart from being perverted, she really couldn't imagine what purpose a human being would carry all kinds of handy tools with him.

The torn stockings were his evidence.

Seeing Shen Jian approaching more and more, the ghost of the funeral felt a chill in his heart.

This pervert is no joke.

If caught by him, his death will definitely be brutal.

The buried ghost wants to cry but has no tears.

Faintly sobbed again.

If she had known that the person who came in was a pervert, she shouldn't have cried.

"do not come."

The funeral ghost screamed.

"If you come over again, I'll jump off."

Shen Jian:?

"Don't struggle, even if you scream and break your throat, no ghost will come to save you."

Shen Jian let out a strange smile.

Step by step.

Sacrificial ghost: ...

"This is forcing me, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

After the sacrificial ghost finished speaking, he turned around and jumped down.

Shen Jian:? ? !

Does this work?

Shen Jian sighed.

The ghost rope on the wrist began to revive.

A blood-stained hemp rope was looped in the sky, and it landed on the neck of the sacrificial ghost with precision, and hung him up.

The whole body leaned over the railing, and the balloon was compressed into two semicircles.

The sacrificial ghost looked up and saw Shen Jian's handsome but devilish face.

She is stupid.

play me?

Even if you want to commit suicide?

And this pose...

What a shame.

Shen Jian smiled and said: "Actually, I still have another way to die, which is social death. Do you want to try it and reach the peak of ghost life on the open-air balcony?"

Sacrificial ghost:? ? ?

What are you talking about.

Outdoor balcony?

Can this be considered a scene?

Strange knowledge was added.

The sacrificial ghost struggled desperately, but the spirit of the ghost rope suppressed all of them.

Before she had fought the ghost rope, she had no ability to act at all.

He could only watch as Shen Jian turned her body in one direction. From the outside, she seemed to be lying on the railing with her upper body, admiring the scenery.

I didn't see it at all, but there was a human squatting under the open-air balcony.

At this moment, Shen·Kato Taka·Jian is officially launched.

"Tell me, tell me where the owner of this room has gone?"

Shen Jian used his unique skills to bring out soup, and asked.

Daxia Longque only found Xuan Jiu's home address, but no one knew exactly where he went.

In Qian Kuan's view, since a supernatural event occurred in room 404, the possibility of living people there is very low.

But Shen Jian knew that Xuan Jiu was not dead yet.

The friend list of horror games is the best proof.

"Hmm~"

The body of the sacrificial ghost turned red visible to the naked eye, he hesitated, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"I, I don't know."

"That, girl, girl, she escaped my attack."

at this time.

There was a sudden noise in the next room.

It seemed that he heard the voice of the sacrificial ghost, so he rushed over to check.

Another ghost climbed to the balcony, landed on all fours, stretched out its long neck, looked at the buried ghost lying on the balcony, and said with a very puzzled expression:

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"Your face is so red, are you sick? I think you look a little unwell, do you need help?"

As he said that, the long-headed ghost continued to stretch its neck, as if it wanted to go to the next door to check the situation.

"Don't, uh, don't come here."

The sacrificial ghost was startled.

The faltering refusal suppressed his breathing.

I was sweating profusely.

"I'm fine, I just want to come over and blow some air."

The long-headed ghost was suspicious: "Is it really all right?"

"fine."

"That's fine, I'll continue to attack."

Seeing that the sacrificial ghost did not need help, the long-headed ghost did not continue.