Chapter 11 Can you cry me back?
In residential building A, Duan Ming once again stood at the entrance of the corridor not long after. He looked at the thick ghostly atmosphere on the sixth floor with some fear, and then stepped into the building.
It was still the familiar cold, and it was still the familiar "pay back the money", but the wall-builder seemed to have seen Duan Ming coming, and the two big blood-red characters began to twist and twist, and soon they formed the character "草".
"It seems you haven't developed a good memory yet. Do you want me to ask He Wei to beat you again?" Duan Ming said.
The word "grass" shook, then started to twist again, and added a sentence after it.
"Grass: a kind of plant."
Duan Ming rolled his eyes and turned towards 103.
Knock knock knock~
"Who is it! Why do some blind people always come to disturb me every time I wash my little liver."
Squeak~
The door opened, and He Wei, the disemboweler, suddenly stared angrily.
"You're the big one! But! Love!"
"Quick! Quick! Please! Come in!"
Duan Ming shook his head: "I'm not coming in. Come with me to 115."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Why do you mean what you say! I won't go! Hey, hey, hey? Why does your body keep up with you? Damn!"
He Wei cursed angrily, but he followed up obediently, and the little kid on his hand didn't have time to do so. Putting it down, I could only stuff it into my chest angrily.
The friendliness level is almost always good for evil ghosts. He Wei is an exception. Although this kid is very honest physically, he hates Duan Ming in his heart.
"Is it because of Yongmei's photo album?"
"Isn't the otaku's will too crazy?"
Muttering, the two of them walked to the center of the hall. Duan Ming casually glanced at the corner of the stairs, and his jaw almost dropped.
I saw that the original meaning of grass on the wall had become...
"Listen to me and thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm."
The corners of Duan Ming's mouth twitched and he asked behind him: "What do you mean to him?" What did you do?"
Although he didn't want to pay attention to Duan Ming, He Wei was very aware of the current situation. Even if he didn't speak, his body would answer on its own. He simply lay down and replied casually: "I didn't do anything, I just chopped him. It’s just a matter of a few times.”
“Cut off the lifeblood!”
“A few times of repayment!”
“It’s just a matter of repayment!”
Duan Ming felt as if his outlook on life was about to collapse.
Is it so exciting to play in the mysterious world?
"What's this?" He Wei said nonchalantly, "Ghosts are not human beings. They will only remain the same as when they died. In the state of ghosts, no matter whether their limbs are broken or incomplete, they can be repaired with ghost energy. So little things , how much ghost energy can be consumed? Even if you kill him a few times, it will be a small amount."
"Hehe, hehe." Duan Ming laughed dryly.
No wonder the wall-builder has such a big psychological shadow on He Wei.
While they were talking, the two of them had already walked to the other side of the corridor. Room 115 was at the end of the corridor, the darkest place.
At this time, He Wei suddenly asked: "Why is your property department looking for that hungry ghost from 115?"
"Starving ghost? Are you familiar with him?"
"I just know there is this ghost. He is quite famous on the first floor. I just can't communicate at all."
"What do you mean?"
Unexpectedly, He Wei spat and said disdainfully: "Oh, it's just your own fault. This guy was a little brat when he was alive. He did all kinds of things, even his parents were killed by him. After he was beaten to death, all his relatives and friends stayed away from him. He was also a lazy guy and eventually starved himself to death. If he hadn't had a son who would have had some snacks, he would have burned a lot of incense and candles for him the year he died. Paper money, Qin Weimei from the property department paid this money, so that he could have a place to live in the community." "
Because he was in a state of hunger and confusion when he died, and he ate no matter how much he ate after death. If he's not full, he'll be confused and unable to communicate. The residents on the first floor don't want to get into trouble with this." "
Oh no, then how did he call you?"
Yes, then how did he call me? of?
Duan Ming's hair stood on end for a moment.
Is there a ghost in his room?
"We're here." He Wei reminded.
Duan Ming raised his eyes and saw the house number 115 right in front of him. The ordinary wooden sign gave him a vague feeling of hairiness, and he no longer had the relaxed state of mind before.
The original Duan Ming, to be honest, just drifted away.
The other party didn't actually say what he wanted to do specifically on the phone, but according to his assumption, it was just an evil ghost. No matter what the commission was, if He Wei was called, he would have two evil ghosts on his side, and the security guarantee would basically be Yes, if it really doesn’t work, just bring the Jumping Ghost and the Rotting Ghost, that’s four, it’s more than enough. This commission is no different from giving experience.
But now there is probably a ghost in the room who doesn't know the details.
The unknown is the scariest thing.
When he thought of this, he immediately turned around.
This commission is no longer available. The dungeon task requires that the overall score within seven days is up to standard. If you are complained once, the worst case scenario is that you will make up for it by doing more commissions in the future.
At this moment, the door of 115's room suddenly opened wide, and a strong suction force came from inside the house, so fierce that it threatened to suck Duan's life in.
Snapped!
He Wei accurately grasped Duan Ming's hand, and grabbed the door frame of the opposite door with his other hand.
"Don't let go!"
"I'll try my best!"
He Wei bared his teeth, his chest opened wide, and the newly cleaned liver was sucked into the room.
Click!
Click!
The door frame was overwhelmed and began to crack.
"Money is lost! Help!"
He Wei yelled, echoing in the corridor, but there was no response at all.
"If you don't take action, wait until I come out and chop your lifeblood off until the ghost energy is exhausted and the ghost body dissipates!"
"Brother He Wei, hold on, I'm here!"
Following the shouting, I saw the door frame on the wall. , three black hands stretched out, firmly grasped He Wei's hand and pulled it in.
But the suction force in Room 115 was really amazing, and it even tended to get worse. Three black hands were pulled out little by little, followed by a wretched face, and then the body. The wall-building ghost Qian Qian Gou Sheng was about to be pulled out. Out of the wall.
At this time, the suction force increased sharply, and one person and two ghosts were instantly sucked into the house. With a bang, the door was closed tightly, and the corridor fell into deathly silence.
Inside the house, Duan Ming, He Wei and Qian Gou Sheng were pulled out of the wall and fell into the living room in a state of embarrassment. The headlights were not turned on and the windows were closed. There was only an old-fashioned big-ass TV with snowflakes on it.
The room was very messy, with leftover food litter everywhere on the table and floor.
As soon as the three of them recovered, they rushed to the door in unison.
Kakaka~
"No, it's locked. It's sealed with ghost energy. I'm afraid even a powerful ghost wouldn't be able to arrange it." He Wei's voice was trembling.
Qian Gou Sheng said with a sad face: "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be locked up in this hellish place."
The next second, he shut up urgently, and Duan Ming and He Wei both pulled out a kitchen knife.
But the two of them did not look at Qian Gou Sheng. Instead, they looked at each other and walked in the same direction at the same time.
The distance got closer and closer, and the sound became clearer and clearer.
"Hungry~"
"So hungry~"
"So hungry~"
In the corner of the kitchen, an almost skinny ghost figure was sitting against the cupboard.
[Starving Ghost]
[Level: Evil Ghost Level]
Duan Ming shook his head: "It's not him."
He finally confirmed that the caller was someone else.
This starving ghost was almost unconscious and could not speak a complete sentence. Moreover, his voice was wrong.
It was a female voice before.
At this time, He Wei suddenly put away the kitchen knife and said seriously to Duan Ming: "The three of us have absolutely no chance of winning against the fierce ghost class. Didn't you just cry before and teleport me to your side? Can you make me cry back again?" "
Qian Gou Sheng was shocked: "What about me!"
Duan Ming thought for a while: "Okay, I'll try."
Qian Gou Sheng was shocked again: "What about me!"
Duan Ming, He Wei: "What the hell are you doing?" Can't it go through walls!!!"
"Oh oh oh, I almost forgot."
Duan Ming began to close his eyes.
He has a scapegoat that can save him from death. He Wei will really die if he dies here. Putting aside his emotions, this native of the official community may still be useful.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes shone brightly.
Then he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
Zhao Gangmen, the ghost who jumped from the building suddenly appeared: "???????"
The confused rotten ghost Wang Jue said: "???????"
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