Chapter 300 The evil ghost invaded the house

Looking at the photo in his hand, Shen Jian was very surprised.

It must have been more than four months since he experienced the Samsung copy of Sweet Home.

In his heart, he had long since given up any hope for the player whose ID was [Uncle Chen].

Just treat him as dead.

Unexpectedly, there would be a chance to meet again.

And it seems that although this player has lost the ghost tattoo and the ghost puzzle, he has also made a name for himself in the ghost town and became an auctioneer at the supernatural auction house.

Even the ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong highly praised him.

No hesitation.

Shen Jian went downstairs.

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

He watched with his own eyes as his little friend was hit by a stick and flew dozens of meters away, falling to the ground and falling into a state of death.

On the steel rod, the resentment of the thirty-eight ghosts began to form a brand new dark red star on it.

Wooden Gate Ghost:???

Painted with vermilion color.

This evil spirit actually owns a ghost realm.

What about saving the ghosts you promised?

He must hide and not be found by the evil spirit.

Did you finally meet a kind person today?

It's not easy.

He trembled all over.

She then thought about the two times she had had close contact with this strange man.

Mumengui was completely dumbfounded.

In this city of thousands of ghosts, there are still good-hearted people.

The screams kept coming one after another.

Shen Jian had already walked over first and said with great enthusiasm: "Good brother, are you hanging on top and can't get down?"

then.

The ghost holding the steel rod outside is too fierce.

As the vermilion wooden doors on both sides shattered, the other party also fell into a panic.

Just in time to see Shen Jian grinning, sticking his head out from the wall, looking at him with a strange smile on his face.

She was the second-in-command of the Menggui Gang, the gang leader's appointed wife, and his sister-in-law, but he treated her like that, ready to do something if he disagreed with her.

The wooden door ghost became frightened.

Just when the little boy thought that the evil ghost had given up looking for him, a sinister laughter suddenly came from behind him: "I found you!"

Little boy:!!!

Bang.

Shen Jian is no exception.

What are you doing holding up a two-meter-long stick?

And the wailing sounds of the ghosts on the steel rod...

There was panic on his face.

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

The previous Mumen Ghost was a red-coat level, but this Hengdei Ghost was close to the top red-coat level.

Shen Jian raised his stick and chased a little boy from the front yard to the atrium garden.

The little boy shivered and hid among the flowers against the wall.

Who would be a well-intentioned person who would break into someone else's home without permission?

However, this matter has little to do with the supernatural auction house.

"ah!"

There is a wall behind him. Where does this evil ghost's voice come from?

…

The gate of the house is a two-part wooden door.

"I can't bear to see this kind of bad thing happening where the strong bullies the weak and the big bullies the small. Brother Ghost, I will definitely make the decision for you."

From time to time, his pale eyes would look at the only doorway in the atrium.

A black steel rod had swept across.

Never die with peace of mind.

Hear this.

Is this a ghost weapon that good people can possess?

Shen Jian spoke again: "Don't worry, I'll help you right away."

The steel rod where the thirty-seven grievances of the evil ghosts gathered together, just when it was taken out, carried an aura that made the evil ghosts naturally fearful.

More sobs and wailing sounds sounded among them.

You turned out to be an evil ghost.

A cold breath hit his face, accompanied by some rotten smell and a faint smell of blood.

These stars are all gathered together by the resentment of the ghosts who died under the steel rod. With each additional star, the supernatural power wielded by the steel rod becomes stronger.

In just a few minutes, six red-clothed level ghosts were acquired.

Shen Jian's face was expressionless.

If she hadn't been defeated, she would have let Shen Jian know why she could be in charge of such a huge gang of fierce ghosts.

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

Driving a car at a fast speed.

Then return to the bedroom.

She has been working for two consecutive days, running between the supernatural auction house and the Fierce Ghost Gang's business, and has no time to rest at all.

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

He has been begging for help for more than ten years, but no prey has taken the bait.

No banknote printing factory would dare to print like this.

the other side.

Did you meet a kindhearted person?

It wasn't that she was afraid of that bastard doctor returning here, but that she was really sleepy.

A grimace suddenly stiffened.

Stunned.

soon.

Creepy.

"Help me~"

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

wrong.

Inside the wooden door, a pale, ferocious face revealed a cruel smile.

His face was filled with shock and anger.

The silent house received festive cheers for the first time.

Just then when I walked to the front yard, I met two red-clad fierce ghosts of such good quality.

Think of this.

He was slightly startled.

I felt a moment of warmth.
To be continued...