Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

The funeral parlor is located near the Bloody Paper Shop, just a few steps away.

It's better to say it's a funeral parlor than a large apartment.

Except for the cremation room on the first floor, the rest of the floors are hotel apartments.

Shen Jian stood at the door.

What the bloody paper man said just now was recalled in his mind.

The funeral parlor is the place where ghosts are cremated and where the souls of the dead return. As long as the ghosts have had their bodies replaced, their decayed bodies will be sent to the cremator and burned to death.

The supernatural being is immortal and the evil ghost is immortal, but if the supernatural being is transferred, the body will naturally return to soul and earth to earth.

Shen Jian stepped into the funeral parlor.

At the front desk I met the funeral home manager who had just woken up.

Human? Come to patrol this place. You are really unlucky. You got this place.

The administrator is an old man with cloudy eyes, and the supernatural energy exuding from his body has reached the top red level.

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

The palms of my hands were already a little unable to hold back.

But he endured it.

This ghost cannot be caught yet.

The apartment of the funeral parlor is very large. Even if a few dormant ghosts disappear, nothing will be discovered in a short period of time.

But what if the administrator disappears.

It would take less than a day to attract the attention of the bloody paper shop.

Oh, do you have any explanation?

Shen Jian asked.

Hehehe, you've asked the right person about this.

The old man smiled eerily and looked at Shen Jian with a look full of teasing:

You know that this apartment houses ghosts who are queuing up to change their bodies, right? These ghosts are all beings whose bodies are about to decay, or are decaying, and they are not in a good mood. If you can rely on hibernation to spend the waiting time, then naturally No one has a problem with it.”

But for the sake of the reputation of the bloody paper shop, the boss doesn't allow ghosts to die before changing their bodies. For this reason, they need to wake them up once a day, but no matter when you wake up, it's the same as just now for them. Do you know what will happen if you are woken up while sleeping?

Shen Jian said seriously: They will thank me for waking them up.

administrator:……

God thank you so much.

You have such a big face.

He opened his mouth. This was the first time he saw a human not only not afraid after hearing this, but also dared to joke with him.

He admitted that this human being was a bit brave.

But what’s the use of being big?

A man's strength can only be shown by his toughness.

Humans don't have this.

The old man forcibly brought back the terrifying atmosphere: They will be angry. No one knows what a fierce ghost will do when it is angry.

Seeing that Shen Jian didn't speak, the strange smile on the old man's face became even louder, and he continued to add details: I have been visiting funeral parlors here for decades, and I have seen batch after batch of humans like you come here, but you know Their final outcome?

Just recently, I remember that there was an unlucky guy who had his whole head picked off and used as a potted plant just because he knocked on the door too loudly; there was another guy who was very careful and humble enough to wake up a player who bowed and apologized. He was lucky enough to survive. But on the fifth day, because he woke up a naughty child, the child was crying and beaten to death by the other party's father in the room.

That's not all. There are also various players who were killed by supernatural powers and whose corpses stained the apartment with blood. They are all dead, without exception.

The old man's words were heart-stopping.

According to the other party's description, this is simply a situation of no life or death.

The survival rate is not even 1%.

Even if there are those who survive, they are missing arms and legs and are extremely humble.

It can be said that this should not be the player's task.

It is a death mission forcibly arranged by the Bloody Paper Shop. Whoever is chosen will be unlucky.

Now you understand, after entering here, your end is already determined. Do you have anything to say? I'm afraid that you won't be able to come back down after you go up.

The old man said while looking at Shen Jian's expression.

He will tell these words to every human who arrives here.

I want to appreciate the panic, helplessness and fear that humans feel when they know they are going to die but have to choose to face death.

have.

Shen Jian pondered: I think calling once a day is not safe enough. What if the other party freezes during the period after waking up? I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just afraid of the unexpected. I think it's better to increase it to two times. , once at 3 o'clock in the morning and once at 8 o'clock in the evening, so that they can form a regular sleep pattern.

administrator:? ? ?

Looking at the humans in front of him, he suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Once at three o'clock in the morning and once at eight o'clock in the evening.

grass.

No one else is as good at surviving as you are.

How to form a regular sleep schedule? You think this is a nursing home and you have to get up every morning to keep fit.

and.

Calling once at three o'clock in the morning and once at eight o'clock in the evening. What kind of routine is this?

There's no way anyone can wake up like this.

you sure?

The old man looked at Shen Jian with different eyes.

He seems to want to know whether he is talking nonsense or if he really wants to do this.

Of course, I will provide the most professional bed service to ensure that these evil ghosts can get up and exercise in a well-behaved manner. Their decayed bodies should not be a reason for them to become rotten.

Shen Jian chuckled.

There is already attention in the heart.

He's been here for a long time, and it's too much trouble to wake him up again and again.

It is obviously a good idea to train these fierce ghosts into role models who go to bed early, get up early, and can get up to exercise.

Old administrator:...

Ignore the old man.

Shen Jian took a universal room card and went to the dormitory building.

…

third floor.

Shen Jian found a room where a powerful ghost was sleeping.

Knocked twice very politely.

Stop knocking, stop knocking, are you bothered? I'm not dead yet.

A middle-aged woman's sharp, impatient voice came from inside.

The sound rang out, and then, silence returned.

Apparently.

This fierce ghost fell into dormancy again.

According to past rules, after it was clear that the evil ghost in the room was not in a panic, the administrator's purpose was achieved.

The administrator does not need to care about what happens to the other party after that.

After all, the other party spent money to replace his body. He was a distinguished customer of the Bloody Paper Shop, not a real labor reform prisoner.

But obviously.

Shen Jian is not satisfied yet.

Knocked hard on the door again, making a deafening sound: Sleep every day, sleep every day, what time is it? I'm still sleeping, the sun is shining on my butt, don't you need to eat breakfast, don't you want to send the child, don't get up early in the morning to take a breath Fresh air?

Get up, get up.

Middle-aged woman:! ! !

The female ghost in the room woke up with a start, looking dazed.

What the hell?

Are the administrators here crazy?

Why are you calling her so loudly outside?

Haven't you already shouted once?

Could it be that Alzheimer's disease has occurred?

wrong.

This does not seem to be the administrator's voice.

This voice is so young and full of vitality, possessing a kind of vigorous vitality that her body does not possess, just like human Yang Qi.

Um?

Humanity?

She was stunned, but Shen Jian's mournful screams continued.

She had a lot of anger inside her that she hadn't vented yet, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Ahhhh, daughter, shut up this human being.

The middle-aged woman roared sharply.

Her body was rotten and withered. It was not worth using her remaining strength for a human being.

Fortunately, his daughter is also there.

After hearing her mother's words, a three- or four-year-old girl rubbed her eyes and opened the door.

The little Loli was sleepy-eyed and was obviously a little confused when she was woken up by her mother. However, she soon showed a face without eyes, bared her teeth and claws at Shen Jian, and slowly walked over.

Shen Jian's expression changed.

I didn't expect that besides those rotten evil ghosts, there were also normal ghosts here.

But it’s not surprising when you think about it.

This place can be regarded as a nursing home. It is normal for children to come and show their filial piety.

It's normal to have children accompanying you.

Staying in bed at a young age will become a problem when you grow up. Uncle must teach you what it means to wake up early and catch the bird.

Shen Jian rushed up to hold down the little Loli and gave her a beating. His broad slap landed on her pelvis, and soon the skin and flesh were torn apart.

The second generation of ghosts from rich families are just different.

A three- or four-year-old little loli actually already possesses Yin Qi that is not weaker than the red-shirt level. If this was placed in a three-star dungeon, it would be a high-level elite monster.

ah!!!

The little loli let out a sharp scream.

The middle-aged woman in the room stood up suddenly, layers of grave soil falling on her body, and her body became a little stiff.

This is the condition of the decaying body.

The supernatural being is immortal and the evil ghost is immortal. Even if it is just a decaying body, the evil ghost will not die, but its movements will be limited and it will continue to shed itself.

Unless they couldn't afford the money, no evil ghost would be willing to drag such a body around.

The middle-aged woman walked out slowly.

He saw a handsome human being beating his daughter.

Her face darkened: Human, are you looking for death?

Shen Jian ignored the threat and said with a bright smile: Guest, your scheduled wake-up call service has been fulfilled. Please give me a five-star review.

Shen Jian put down the little Lolita.

The little Loli covered her back with her hands and carefully hid behind her mother.

He looked at Shen Jian in horror.

Middle-aged woman:? ? ?

She was completely dumbfounded when she heard Shen Jian's words.

This human being first knocked on the door loudly and then held down her daughter and beat her, just to get her out of bed?

What the hell.

You have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain.

And when had she booked this damn wake-up call?

Shen Jian seemed to know what the other person was thinking.

Still maintaining a smile that made it impossible for any guest to find any problems: It was just added, but the administrator downstairs has already agreed. This will be the latest rule of the funeral home.

If the guest doesn't want to be woken up, he can wake up before I come to knock on the door, so that he won't be disturbed.

Shen Jian finished speaking.

Turn around and head to the next room.

Before leaving, Shen Jian shook his head and murmured in a low voice unconsciously: Today's mother, it's really shameful. If your children suffer, you can't suffer for yourself, right? My dog ​​gets up earlier than this.

Middle-aged woman:…

Are you going to scold me again?

She looked at Shen Jian's back, and the horror of a ghost seemed to be emerging.

But the grave soil on his body fell off faster.

It's not worth using the remaining supernatural power here if it dies.

The little Loli hiding behind her mother's eyes lit up with anticipation. Is her mother going to avenge herself?

This human must be punished severely, otherwise she will suffer from the torn flesh behind her.

Then she saw her mother pick her up and hit the red and swollen area a few more times.

Who told you to open the door and go out just now?

Little Loli:? ? ?

Her little face was filled with confusion.

So, this beating was in vain?