Quickly Pass Through My Shop

It's not found.

Qiao Shi raised his hand and quickly drew a talisman with his vitality and penetrated into the female ghost's body.

The female ghost's complexion changed, and she quickly changed from Yan Huan's appearance to the horrible ghost before.

A white dress with a very big split mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

"It's so boring, I was found by you, Jie Jie..."

Under the flickering lights, the female ghost's laugh was creepy.

When Joe rubbed the goose bumps, he couldn't help his face cold.

"Smile! Laughing is as ugly as rubbing glass **** on the ground. If you don't laugh, don't laugh. Look for cursing!"

Rip Ghost: "..."

(*｀д′)

Seeing the goods thrown by the rip ghost, Qiao Shi escaped easily, and then stepped forward and slapped the rip ghost on the face.

With so much strength, half of his face was beaten crooked.

Rip Ghost: ('⊙ω⊙`)

"How could you hit me, how could you..."

"Snapped!"

Qiao Shi slapped it again, and the crooked half of his face was straightened again.

Rip Ghost: "..."

She was beaten?

Was beaten?

beated? ! ! !

It still hurts!

The rip ghost touched his painful face and looked confused. Is there a new item in the mall that can fight ghosts?

Seeing that Joe was about to slap again when the next slap, the rifter who suspected life slipped away.

Qiao Shi followed the position of the talisman before and followed the rift ghost to catch up.

On the way, Yan Huan, who was still looking for it, was dragged along.

Yan Huan, who didn't know why, didn't ask much, and walked deep into the warehouse with Qiao Shi.

After winding around, the two finally rushed to the deepest part of the warehouse, and saw that a coffin was actually placed inside.

The big red coffin seemed to be soaked in blood, showing a weird dark red color.

Qiao Shi stepped forward to push the lid of the coffin away, but was gently pulled by Yan Huan.

"Don't go now, there is something in it."

The next moment, Yan Huan took out a mahogany sword and stepped forward cautiously.

I want to come to that peach wood sword is also a prop in the system mall.

After all, everyone's props are different. She seems to have not opened the mall since the first level, and she doesn't know if the contents have increased.

Yan Huan went back and forth, and the peach wood sword in his hand opened the lid of the coffin directly, causing Qiao Shi to look slightly.

Yan Huan's physical strength must have been strengthened, that is, some high-end items in the mall have been opened, and only this can be exchanged for something that strengthens the body.

Old players.

Qiao Shi's eyes lit up, and then maybe he can ask the advanced players what is special.

After the coffin lid fell to the ground, a female corpse suddenly jumped out of the big red coffin, staring at them with red eyes.

The female body was dressed in a white sacrificial dress, which was very cumbersome. It was exactly the same as the white dress on the female ghost, except that the face was not born with a crack, but was cut by a sharp weapon at the corner of the mouth.

Both sides are cut to the position of the earlobe, and then sewn together by a red thread, just like two centipedes clinging to the corners of the mouth.

"You guys! Damn—"

The female corpse’s fingernails emerged quickly, and the last ten fingernails were all over twenty centimeters long, very sharp.

The peach wood sword in Yan Huan's hand turned over and slashed at the female corpse, but the female corpse remained motionless, seemingly unharmed.

Yan Huan's complexion changed, and he took a step back slightly, but the nails of the female corpse had already hit Yan Huan's heart.

"I come."

Qiao Shi dragged Yan Huan to the back, avoiding the attack of the female corpse.

Lifting up is just kicking on the belly of the female corpse.

The female corpse was kicked and fell to the ground, but the next moment it bounced like a tumbler.

Qiao Shi locked his throat and directly pulled out the soul in the female corpse.

When the female ghost was trapped by Joe, she couldn't move, and the corpse fell to the ground softly.

Qiao Shi and Yan Huan also saw the female corpse at this moment.

At the back of the female corpse's head, a face was stitched up abruptly by a red thread. After so many years, the face seemed to merge with the original corpse.

Even, lifelike, like a living face.

"Look at this."

Yan Huan suddenly pointed to the back of the coffin lid, with pictures painted on it.

Although thousands of years have passed, the colors are still gorgeous.

These patterns depict the life of this female corpse.

Thousands of years ago, the race where the female corpse lived had a sacrifice every 20 years.

The sacrificed woman was pointed out by the sacrifice since she was a child, and was then supported by the whole family.

When the woman was fifteen years old and at the same time, she cut the corners of her mouth to the earlobe, and then applied a special juice to the wound so that the wound could not heal.

Finally, dye the red and white thread and sew it together.

From this day on, the woman was enshrined and sat on the altar every day.

When the woman was eighteen years old, she cut off the scalp on the back of her head, applied a special liquid medicine, and sutured a face soaked in juice to the back of her head.

Two years later, hair grew from the stitched skin. After the woman drank the evening medicine, she lay in the big red coffin and was buried in the ground...

The whole process is extremely abnormal, the pain that is imposed on the woman is unwilling to live, perhaps voluntarily, or not voluntarily.

After reading all the patterns, Qiao Shi looked at the female corpse again without any sympathy.

After moving the female body back into the coffin, Qiao Shi sealed her soul back into her body again.

It's just that the female ghost is very irritable.

Qiao Shi fed the poisonous apple of the witch he had obtained to the female corpse to eat.

The female corpse, who was still mad, gradually fell into a deep sleep after the poisoned apple was stuffed in little by little.

"Witch's poisonous apple?"

Yan Huan recognized the props in Qiao Shi's hand, and turned a little weird.

Isn't this something for the princess? Can it be used to feed this corpse?

"Yes, the poisonous apple that poisoned the princess only caused the princess to fall asleep."

Joe nodded.

The prince has a necrophilia and took away the princess's body, but it was only a mistake that caused the princess to wake up. How could the prince like a princess who is no longer a corpse?

Although this female corpse is not a princess, in those pictures, the name of the female corpse is translated into Cheng Jiang's universal language, which happens to be the word princess.

The soul fell asleep again, and Joe closed the lid of the coffin.

When the two of them came out of the cargo warehouse, the plane had already rushed to the edge of the thunderstorm, and the sun shone through the clouds.

It's just that everyone on the plane is still asleep and doesn't mean to wake up.

Yan Huan walked to her father with red eyes. He originally found a piece of paper and wanted to leave some comforting words on it, but there was no trace of it.

Not only the paper, but also the tasks and things can't leave their traces.

Yan Huan finally broke down and cried out holding the man's body.

Obviously it was the closest to reality, but she couldn't keep anything.

Qiao Shi checked the plane, and the bumpy hatch that had been hit has returned to normal, as if it had never been hit.

With the end of the trial mission in the broadcast announcement, they did not have a three-hour break this time, only ten minutes.

Qiao Shi walked to Yan Huan and asked this old player if there was any difference in the later trial missions.

Yan Huan condensed the sadness in his eyes, and a trace of firmness flashed across his delicate face, telling the difference in the later period.

"Including this task, I have just completed twelve tasks. Every time I complete five tasks, I will be sent to the chief examiner. I will get a chance to strengthen my body. I have already received two physical strengthening."

No wonder...

These old people seem to have better physical fitness than the new ones.

"But I have been here for almost two years, and I heard that the game time is synchronized with reality..."

Yan Huan gave a wry smile.

Qiao Shi was slightly puzzled.

Two years... twelve tasks?