"That means there is no way to avoid it, right?" Chen Chunyuan said with a solemn expression: "Staying here means death, and moving forward is also death. This ritual is really cruel."
Fang Diyuan nodded. The last game he cleared was Battle Royale. It was simple and straightforward. A total of seven people killed each other in a small western-style building. The one who survived in the end could advance to the second level of the game.
After leaving here, Fang Diyuan also searched for information about Ping'an Inn through various channels, but unfortunately there was not much useful information.
It was at this time that a sudden change occurred.
Everyone suddenly felt a vibration coming from the stairs under their feet. Everyone's expressions changed, because upon closer inspection, the stairs they were walking on seemed to have shortened by one section.
If they disappear at this rate, all of them will fall from here in less than an hour.
"Asshole, are you kidding me?" Yang Xilou almost lost his balance at the edge of the stairs. He was the first to curse uncontrollably.
His eyes revealed a strange scarlet color at this time, and several terrifying cracks appeared on his face, as if there was a terrifying ghost lurking in his body and was about to escape.
Seeing this, several people around him took a step back. Everyone knew that this Yang Xilou was probably about to revive.
"Before we consider the issue of the stairs, how about we deal with him first, so as to save us trouble for a while." At this time, the cold young man who had been sitting in the corner and had been silent said.
There are mottled patterns on the young man's face, like tattoos or birthmarks, which seem to be integrated with his face, revealing a trace of weirdness. His eyes are also extremely sharp. At first glance, he looks like a ruthless character who has walked out of a mountain of swords and a sea of blood.
"Okay, I agree." Chen Chunyuan touched his chin and said.
Fang Diyuan did not express his position, still sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, while Wen Zhong also watched with cold eyes, not because he sympathized with the man in black, but because his attention was focused on finding the pattern of the stairs.
"It's not necessary. We have to engage in internal fighting at this time." Somewhat unexpectedly, Xue Mang, a bearded man, rejected the cold man's proposal.
"That's right, are you crazy? You are still engaging in internal strife at this time. Be careful not to force me to die with you here!" Yang Xilou looked at the cold young man with a ferocious face.
"What are you waiting for? Take action!"
At this time, Fang Diyuan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly.
He stretched out his right hand and gently grabbed Yang Xilou. His five dark fingers were clenched into a ball and hidden in his palm. There was a bang, and Fang Diyuan's originally dark five fingers had turned scarlet.
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"You, you, what did you do!?" Yang Xilou's body went cold. He found that he had lost contact with the evil ghost in his body. There was no doubt that Fang Diyuan's attack had successfully suppressed the evil ghost in his body.
Immediately afterwards, he felt pain in his lower limbs, and saw a pair of purple palm prints clinging to his ankles at some point. The next second he fell straight to the ground.
Yang Xilou fell to the ground and his eyes widened unconsciously. Dense body spots began to appear all over his body, and he died within a short time.
"The curse of death if you fall to the ground is really powerful." Fang Diyuan praised Chen Chunyuan, who smiled and said nothing.
Chen Chunyuan controlled a special ghost. As long as the target was standing, he could command the ghost to drag the target to the ground, thus imposing a mortal curse. Therefore, he gave himself a code name - Ghost Drag Man.
"The ghost master who was about to recover was suppressed by you in an instant. You are really terrifying." The young man with a cold face said. There seemed to be a strange short knife hidden in his arms, but now it seems that it is
No longer useful.
Yang Xilou's body didn't move at all, just like Qi Hu at the beginning, it just lay there quietly.
Seeing this, Xue Mang snorted coldly, turned to Wen Zhong and said, "Hey, He Youxu, you kid has been tinkering here for a long time, have you discovered anything?"
When Wen Zhong heard this, he only replied lightly: "Why are you so anxious? I already have a clue."
After saying that, Wen Zhong raised his head and glanced at the hole in the middle of the stairs. He had a hunch that this zigzag staircase was not for living people to walk at all. There should be another way to get to the second floor.
"Tell me about it, maybe we can help." Chen Chunyuan said.
Wen Zhong immediately shared his thoughts with everyone. After hearing that the staircase might be a trap, everyone nodded thoughtfully.
"Do you still remember the evil ghost downstairs?" After everyone had finished digesting it, Wen Zhong said again: "It's the evil ghost hidden behind the red wooden door. I think the human skin balloon it blew left here.
key."
"Did any of you get that human skin balloon?"
When Wen Zhong went behind the wooden door, there was only the human skin balloon belonging to the man in black, and his own human skin balloon was taken away by the ghost before he could blow it up.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, and finally Xue Mang said, "Who dares to blow that thing? I wouldn't dare to do it anyway."
"So what about the human skin? What did you do with it in the end?" Wen Zhong asked.
Xue Mang hesitated and said, "Hey, I thought that thing was too unlucky, so I threw it away."
Wen Zhong didn't go into details. He looked at the other people and got the same answer. They either lost the human skin or destroyed it. Among them, Fang Diyuan's statement was the most outrageous. He didn't even meet the evil ghost face to face, and he went directly to the stairs by trick.
superior.
"So, let alone human skin balloons, you don't even have a piece of human skin here?" Wen Zhong was not surprised when he got this answer. It would be better to say this.
With that said, Wen Zhong took out the complete human skin made by Li Gui from behind his waist. Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment. Among them, Chen Chunyuan even called him an expert and urged Wen Zhong to blow up the balloon quickly.
But Wen Zhong looked unhurried, and everyone understood what was happening. At this time, the cold young man said: "He Youxu, what benefits do you need to take us away, please give us a price."
Then he and Chen Chunyuan took half a step forward at the same time. Together with Xue Mang, who was watching eagerly from the side, several people surrounded Wen Zhong in a double-team, looking like they might take action at any time.
"Benefits?" Wen Zhong smiled, with a calm expression on his face without any panic, "You can also let me take you away, but I need you to help me kill someone."
"Killing? Who do you want to kill?" Xue Mang stared at Wen Zhong with wide eyes, and the bones of his hands crackled.