Chapter 271 Let Qingshi Become the Shape of the Underworld

Outside Vientiane Cinema City.

The long cordon has been lifted.

Countless Daxia Dragon Bird members wearing uniforms are receiving survivors.

Wang Chengzheng, the head of operations of the Binhai branch, looked suspicious about what the record of life contained.

In front of him, stood two waves of people.

Yibo is a survivor headed by Mr. Qi, a well-known Binhai entrepreneur.

One wave is a group of college students who survived from Screening Room No. 1.

"Wait a minute, let me figure it out."

Wang Cheng took a deep breath.

He looked at Mr. Qi and said with suspicion: "You are saying that you met an expert in his twenties. He not only killed a fierce ghost with a knife, but also stepped on the face of another ghost with his foot. Threatening Li Gui to call out his accomplices, and also want to force Li Gui to make a ghost movie?"

Mr. Qi said seriously: "Yes, he is a real master. Li Gui is like a baby in front of him. I even have an illusion that he is much more terrifying than Li Gui. Captain Wang, if you give me the right words, he will Whether he is from Binhai or not, I have to thank him."

Empire:……

He didn't speak.

Instead, he turned and looked at the man with glasses.

"You guys said that when you were watching a movie in Auditorium No. 1, a man about your age walked in, then chased and killed two ghosts who came out of the movie screen, and cut off the ghosts' arms? "

The man with glasses said decisively: "Yes, when all of us thought we were dead, he casually snatched the kitchen knife from the hand of the ghost dressed as a chef, and cut off the ghost's arm with just two strokes, and filled the movie theater with it. He chased the other one with extremely cruel methods."

"Then a woman's cry of "Woo" sounded, and we watched him walk into the movie screen and disappear into the screening room. When we woke up again, the game ended in front of us. Congratulations to us for getting the hint to become a horror game player. .”

The man with glasses said excitedly: "Captain Wang, he is also a player. Do you know how many levels are needed to reach a level like him?"

Hear this.

Wang Cheng's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This supernatural cinema is a two-star copy.

According to what these survivors said, the ghosts in their eyes were undoubtedly Tsing Yi-level terrifying beings.

A two-star dungeon gathers more than six Qingyi-level creatures, plus the ghosts that appear every time you watch the movie. This is a proper two-star upgrade dungeon.

If you want to clear such a dungeon by yourself, even Samsung players will have a hard time.

Only a four-star player has this ability.

Which city's leader was so idle that he came over to swipe their copy?

There was some awe in his heart.

Brushing a two-star dungeon alone was simply unimaginable to him.

He is also a two-star player, so he naturally understands the horror of the two-star dungeon. Just to survive, he needs to rack his brains and work step by step. However, in the real world, there are already people who can do it alone.

The gap between people.

How huge.

As for reaching this level, he smiled.

When he first became a horror game player, he never imagined that he would become stronger step by step in the horror world, be at the forefront, and become a great master.

But only when you step into a copy of the horror game and actually face the ghost will you realize how naive your thoughts are.

The birth of every four-star player is a rare miracle.

Mind, understanding, keen insight, prediction of the supernatural, perception of danger, and grasp of the human heart, each of them is indispensable.

And that alone is not enough.

Far from enough.

Luck is also a big part of it.

If you are unlucky and are randomly assigned to a high-difficulty dungeon, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.

After all, the devil only kills people based on his mood.

Thinking.

Suddenly he heard other people shouting.

"It's him."

"It's that expert."

"He's out."

There were exclamations.

Wang Cheng came back to his senses and looked subconsciously.

At the entrance of Vientiane Cinema City, a young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties came out.

A bloody hemp rope was dancing around his wrist.

It stood up in mid-air in a way that defied gravity.

It seems that he is taking credit from this man.

Surprise flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes.

too young.

He knew not only all the four-star players in the country, but he also knew 70% to 80% of them.

But there is absolutely no one so young among them.

He would never forget such an outstanding and normal appearance once he had seen it.

who is he?

…

the other side.

Come out from Vientiane Cinema City.

[This round of game has ended. 】

[The copy of the supernatural cinema collapsed. 】

[The player [King Yama] has been marked by world-weary ghosts and gods. 】

[Note: When players step into any supernatural cinema, there is a chance of triggering the hostility of world-weary ghosts and gods. 】

Looking at the prompts on the scarlet panel, Shen Jian's heart had already calmed down.

He finally saw it.

Each of these ghosts and gods marked and paid attention, but none of them had the ability to act.

The glorious ghosts and gods, the ferrying ghosts and gods, and now here comes another world-weary ghost and god.

Among them, the glorious ghosts and gods need to step into a supernatural place such as a monastery to trigger their attention.

The ferrying of ghosts and gods has taken action, but unfortunately it will not come at all in a short time.

And this world-weary ghost and god, like the glorious ghost and god, needs to enter a specific supernatural place.

Shen Jian glanced at it with disgust.

Turn to think about other things.

Binhai City is close to Qingshi, so it can be used as the site for the second City God's Hall.

He needs to rebuild a City God's Temple here.

According to his estimation, when the reconstruction of the City God's Temple is completed, the City God's Temple should have completely taken over the entire Qingshi City, and it will be able to be seamlessly connected by then.

While thinking.

Shen Jian also saw the Binhai Branch Daxia Longque members and survivors who were standing outside.

At this time.

A path opened up in the crowd, and an unsmiling middle-aged man came over, took off his gloves, and stretched out a hand: "Head of Binhai Branch Operations, Wang Cheng, thank you for your contribution to Binhai. We will not Your trip was in vain."

See this.

Shen Jian was stunned.

He pondered for two seconds.

Suddenly he covered his chest and coughed violently. He also took out a tissue, covered his mouth, and seemed to spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Shen Jian looked at it intently for a few seconds, "Blood!"

Empire:? ? ?

"What a terrible copy." Shen Jian said solemnly, his voice appearing extremely weak: "It actually injured me like this. This battle has deprived me of at least fifty years of my skills."

Empire:?

He looked confused.

The back molars are even a little sore.

What a god, fifty years of skill.

You look about twenty-five years old.

Staying up late and working overtime can't produce fifty years of skills.

Wang Cheng's mouth twitched.

Why is this big guy so different from the four-star player in his impression?

Four-star players are players who stand in the first echelon of the supernatural world. Every one of them is a master in horror games. A few secrets they casually reveal are enough to cause a major earthquake in the supernatural world. The strategies they write down casually , and is regarded as a treasure by players.

An existence of this level would not be arrogant and arrogant, looking down upon everything, but the person in front of him seemed a little different.

What do you always want to do?

Referring to phlegm as blood?

Want to touch porcelain?

Wang Cheng was a little confused.

However, as a businessman, Mr. Qi seemed to see something.

Licking his face, he came to Shen Jian.

Yi Zheng said: "Master, you have lost your skills to help us. I am very grateful and decided to pay 10 million to express my feelings. Master, please don't refuse."

Shen Jian was startled and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him like a coward.

Get on the road.

Very good.

"what's your name?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed: "Master, my name is Qi Shan."

"Very good, I'll give you a task. If it's completed, the ten million yuan will be yours. You can help me find a City God's Temple on the coast and renovate it. It's best to have one with a good location. Just give me a call."

Shen Jian wrote down the phone number and smiled.

The problem of the City God's Temple is solved.

Originally, he wanted to blackmail Daxia Longque, but he didn't expect that there would be a rich man, so everything would be much simpler.

"No problem, Master, I will help you handle it according to the highest standards."

Mr. Qi was overjoyed.

This is not a project, this is clearly a golden thigh waiting for him to hold.

Empire:……

Until Shen Jian left.

He finally reacted.

The other party just seemed to be waiting for Daxia Longque to respond?

He seemed to have missed something.

Among the survivors.

An ordinary mother and son hug each other.

The little boy pointed at Shen Jian's disappearing back, raised his head and said, "Mom, that big brother said before that you asked him to come and save me. Mom, do you know this big brother?"

The mother was stunned.

Mr. Qi, who was listening on the side, was also stunned.

He tried to think back.

It was discovered that when Shen Jian saw them for the first time, he indeed found the little boy at first sight and claimed that he was here to save him.

The mother shook her head with confusion on her face, "Mom doesn't know this savior. Mom has been praying for you at the Chenghuang Temple these days, asking the City God to bless you."

Mr. Qi:!

His pupils shrank.

Suddenly I thought of some ridiculous possibility.

"Sister, where did you pray for your son?"

"In the City God's Temple in Qingshi, it is said that someone has seen the City God appear, so I went there."

Mr. Qi swallowed his saliva.

"Qingshi, City God's Temple...my old man, is it possible that our Qi family has embraced the lap of a god?"

…

at the same time.

An inconspicuous urban village in Qingshi.

A self-built bungalow.

Figures gathered here.

At the door of the room, a middle-aged scarred man and a pale man walked in from outside.

"Killing, poison, you are late."

In the bungalow, a middle-aged man in a suit who had been waiting here sounded a little dissatisfied.

"Blood and tears, you are too nervous."

The God of Slaughter smiled ferociously, and there was a scar running through the entire face on his ferocious face, making him look even more terrifying.

"The three of us took action together. Not to mention that the person in charge of Qingshi was not here, even if he was here, he would not be able to escape unscathed from the attacks of our three great envoys."

The pale-faced Poison Divine Envoy said fearfully: "Don't be careless. Although that person is still in the bloody paper shop and cannot come out, his supernatural horror is undeniable. The death of the two great envoys of Zhizhi and Curse is one lesson."

The God of Blood and Tears was wearing a crisp suit, and he sneered like a cultural man: "You may not know yet, but there has been a change in the copy of the Bloody Papermaking Shop. Luo Wenhao inside was unable to be contacted a few days ago. He was suspected to have been The man's identity was discovered and he was killed."

"In this case, three divine messengers from our organization have died in his hands. Killing, do you think you have the ability to kill three divine messengers alone?"

Hear this.

The scar-faced killing god's eyelids twitched.

But he still said forcefully: "I still said the same thing. That person is in the dungeon, and he has not become the person in charge of Qing City on the surface. He has not organized the supernatural power of Qing City at all. As long as the three major halls of us are dispatched together, , the Daxia Longque in the Qingshi branch can be destroyed with just a flip of the hand."

"That's not bad."

"A mere branch dares to snipe at our Fallen Angel organization. It deserves to be killed."

"When to act?"

"Right now, the personnel are complete. Although Qingshi is on guard, the concealment and mystery of the supernatural power cannot be detected by a group of ordinary people."

The God of Blood and Tears showed a cruel smile:

"Tonight, let Qingshi become hell."

…

That night.

Qingshi Daxia Longque Branch.

Qian Kuan couldn't sleep all night.

A few days ago, they got a piece of news.

The Fallen Angel Organization suspected that they had grasped clues to the death of the Cursed Angel and the Zhizha Archangel, and decided to launch a massacre against the Qingshi branch.

To defend their reputation.

Immediately, he blocked the exits from Qingshi and launched investigations one by one.

But the effect is extremely poor.

The members of the Fallen Angel organization seemed to have some mysterious concealment method. Within a few days, less than a hundred people were found, and many of them successfully escaped, and then disappeared.

The captured Fallen Angel members cannot be interrogated either.

Once a certain keyword is triggered, these members will die strangely.

Not even the tools to suppress the supernatural can alleviate this mortal curse.

Without any choice.

He could only focus all his attention on defense.

Sizzle...

at this time.

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

Qian Kuan stood up suddenly.

His expression changed drastically.

To do it so quickly.

These desperadoes are so courageous.

Without hesitation, he rushed to the scene immediately.

…

City God's Hall.

Shen Jian sat in the city god's seat, flipping through the prayer sheet in his hand.

The ghost teacher came over in a hurry.

"Sir, the Fallen Angel Organization has taken action."

Shen Jian paused.

There was a hint of excitement on his face.

"I've waited until all the flowers withered."

"You go ahead and set off the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. I want Qingshi to turn into the shape of the underworld!"

"Yes, husband~"

Countless charming voices echoed.