Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Driving the car, the wind is fast.

On the way to the destination.

upstairs.

Mrs. Ghost had already poked her head out secretly, came to the balcony, and looked angrily at Shen Jian who drove away her car.

Grit your teeth.

This doctor is too courageous.

She is the second-in-command of the Ghost Gang, the wife appointed by the gang leader, and his sister-in-law, but he treats him like that, and is ready to make trouble if there is a disagreement.

If she couldn't beat her, she would let Shen Jian know why she was able to take charge of this huge ghost gang.

Think of this.

She also remembered that she had had intimate contact with this strange man twice.

Was hugged once.

Once, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around the other person's neck, and was then carried into the room.

"That bastard doctor, tell him to leave tomorrow."

The ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong waved her small fists on the balcony, as if she wanted to give Shen Jian an iron fist from the air.

Then return to the bedroom.

go to bed.

It's not that she's afraid of that bastard doctor returning here, but that she's really sleepy.

She has been working continuously for two days, and has been running between the ghost auction house and the ghost gang's business, and has no time to rest at all.

At this time, there was a man who could help her deal with this. While maintaining her anger towards Shen Jian, she felt a little at ease.

Then fell asleep.

……

the other side.

The destination has arrived.

This is a gloomy house.

Shen Jian got out of the car.

A cold breath rushed towards the face, accompanied by some rotten smell, and a faint smell of blood.

Shen Jian looked over.

The gate of the house is a double wooden door.

Brushed with vermilion color.

It smells of paint, and it also smells of blood.

There was no hesitation.

Shen Jian strode over.

When he got closer, he found that there was a head on the wooden door, which seemed to have been forcibly stuffed into the wooden door, and the blood continued to flow down, and penetrated into the wooden door.

Dye the wooden door vermilion.

Just as Shen Jian approached.

The head on the wooden door suddenly raised its head, and the whole grimace was continuously soaked with blood.

"Help me~"

"I'm stuck here, I can't get my head out."

A miserable cry for help came from this head, the voice was sad and dull.

Resounded in the silent house.

Creepy.

"Help me~"

"Come on~"

"Help me get my head out."

The miserable cries for help kept coming out, inducing passers-by to help.

There were bursts of ghost sounds.

more and more bleak.

People can't help but feel compassion, and want to step forward to help the other person get out of the predicament and save him from this kind of pain.

Shen Jian is no exception.

He walked over.

Anxiously concerned: "Are you asking for help?"

"You were stuffed into the wooden door and can't move now?"

"It's so pitiful."

"I don't like this kind of vicious incidents where the strong bully the weak and the big bully the small. Ghost brother, I will definitely make the decision for you."

Wooden door ghost:? ? ?

He was slightly taken aback.

Did you finally meet someone kind today?

Not easy.

In a place like ghost town where fighting is fierce and there is no sympathy, the probability of meeting a kind person is as slim as the probability of meeting a human being.

He has been asking for help for more than ten years, but no prey has been baited.

Unexpectedly, it finally opened today.

then.

The wooden door ghost's cries for help became louder.

"I'm so miserable, so pitiful, come and save me~"

"Come here, see my head? I'm stuffed in and I can't breathe."

Inside the wooden door, a pale, ferocious grimace had already revealed a cruel smile.

When the good-hearted ghost came over, he dragged him in to be his companion.

the other side.

Shen Jian didn't seem to realize that he was walking into the abyss step by step. He came to the wooden door and asked with concern: "Brother, how can I save you?"

The smirk on the wooden door ghost's face grew thicker, and his voice became more dull: "Did you see my head? Reach out and pull it out for me."

Just when the wooden door ghost thought that this kind-hearted man would follow suit.

But suddenly Shen Jian said: "Good brother, this is not good, your head is already connected to the wooden door, if you pull it out hard, you can only pull out your head, and you will die."

Wooden Gate Ghost: ...

It's been a long time since I heard that a kind person cares about my own life.

This made him slightly taken aback.

I felt a moment of warmth.

There are still kind-hearted people in this city of ghosts.

Isn't it a little bad for him to frame others like this?

The wooden door ghost fell into deep thought.

Feeling a little tangled.

then.

Shen Jian said again: "But I have a way, since the wooden door is connected to you, then if I smash the wooden door, can't I rescue you?"

Wooden door ghost:! ! !

Hear this.

There was a look of horror on his face.

A mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out.

This wooden door is his body, smashing the wooden door, wouldn't it kill him!

"Don't, don't do this, good brother, I appreciate your kindness, you should pull me out, I won't die."

The wooden door ghost hurriedly said.

"That won't work, I must put your safety first."

Shen Jian grinned.

Pulled out a two-meter-long blood-stained steel rod from his body.

At the front of the steel rod, 37 dark red stars are twinkling.

These stars are all gathered by the resentment of the ghosts who died under the steel rod. Every time one is added, the supernatural power of the steel rod will become stronger.

The steel rods gathered by the 37 grievances of the ghosts, just pulled out, carry an aura that makes the ghosts naturally fear.

The wooden door ghost was completely dumbfounded.

A grimace froze suddenly.

shit.

What the hell did you take out?

Why do I seem to hear the screams of ghosts wailing?

Is this a ghost weapon that good people can possess?

If this stick goes down, I won't be torn apart.

The wooden door ghost began to panic.

What a sweet scene.

God is so kind.

This is clearly a demon.

It's still the kind of merciless ghost.

The wailing sound of the ghost on the ghost weapon is ironclad evidence.

"Good brother, don't move, it will smash crooked later, and it may take you away."

Shen Jian raised the steel rod, his face full of malice.

Wooden door ghost:! ! !

Don't come here!

do not come near me.

Before the other party's mental journey was finished, Shen Jian already exerted all his strength with his five fingers.

then.

He slammed hard at the wooden door.

"what!"

The wooden door ghost immediately let out a scream.

With the shattering of the vermilion wooden doors on both sides, the other party also fell into a panic.

On the steel rod, the resentment of the No.30 eight ghosts began to form a brand new dark red star on it.