"Can't we break this wall?" the man in glasses asked in a trembling voice with sweat on his face.

"Let's not do it anymore," Yang Ni pondered for a moment and said, "Since this ghost can turn a path silently, it is very likely that it will change one more time. Moreover, the sound of demolishing the wall is too loud, and it is very likely that the giant green-faced ghost will attract."

In fact, there is another reason that Yang Ni did not say it out loud. In his heart, he actually vaguely hoped to fight the last ghost. Judging from his previous experiences, the four little ghosts, such as [bone removal] and [skinning], are not really powerful in combat. He is very sure to gather the power of everyone and can kill them. It seems that the function of these ghosts is just to trap the players and leave them to the giant ghost in the blue face.

After killing the skinned ghost and blood-drawing ghost one after another, not only did they get real and fake beast feathers, red blood exhaustion and time shackles, but more importantly, they also received a reminder of mysterious information in their minds, and obtained an additional two days of time, which was a great harvest.

After some rest, except for Cookie's face was still pale and he looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness, the rest of the people were already in good condition.

"Just as I said just now, even if we fight, the battlefield must be chosen by us." Yang Ni made up his mind and walked towards the last intersection first. Ma San and Cookie followed closely. The man in glasses hesitated, but when he saw that the three of them had turned into the fork in the road, he quickly lowered his voice and shouted: "Wait for me." Then he chased after him.

The corridor is obviously longer and the room is dense. Yang Ni took off a piece of steel pipe and held it in his hand. Cookie also held a thick-backed kitchen knife with rusty traces. The man with glasses found a wooden-handled axe from somewhere, and held the end in front of his chest with both hands.

Ma San hurriedly summoned a blood cicada to explore the way. In the previous battle, he had already died two blood cicadas and blood bees, and there were not many adults in his body.

But as I continued to deepen, I gradually discovered that this narrow corridor was a dead end, and the sound seemed to be coming from a room at the end of the corridor.

The air began to smell like dead bugs, mixed with dust, which was a bit choking.

Yang Ni stood slowly, here a little wider, so he could barely stand in a row with four people in a row. Then he looked left and right at the ready people, gathered out the gold and silver claw swords, and the great god shouted, "What the hell, come out for me."

"Don't mention ghosts, okay? It's already creepy enough here." The man in glasses said a rare word. Since he had to face it, the feeling of fear had been relieved a lot.

However, nothing happened, the singing was still the same, and it sounded a bit like a lullaby when you listen carefully, but it was a bit nice.

Yang Ni ignored the man with glasses, but looked at Cookie and Ma San, and fought several times, and the three of them seemed to have a vague understanding.

Ma San is timid, but he is still clear when deciding on life and death.

Time cannot be delayed. The reason why this ghost trapped everyone and did not show up was simply waiting for the arrival of the giant green-faced ghost. Yang Ni and Ma San walked forward side by side and slowly walked towards the room where the singing sounds came out. The cookie was a long-range attack, so naturally stayed behind, while the man in glasses hid behind the cookie.

When he arrived at the door, the house was relatively tidy. Yang Ni plucked up his courage to look inside the house. It was a seemingly ordinary house with only a large bed and a dressing table. A woman in a long red dress sat in front of the mirror with her back facing the door, with her long hair on the ground, as if she was dressing up.

But through the mirror, Yang Ni suddenly realized that the woman in red had no facial features. Her whole face was like a smooth duck egg, covered with thick white powder. The white powder was delicately drawn with bright red lips, long eyelashes, and pink blush. The woman was carefully drawing eyeliner with an eyebrow pencil. One eye had been drawn and the other eye was approaching.

It looks like a paper man used to burn.

Since it has been confirmed, there is no such thing as saying. Yang Ni summoned out the gold and silver claw knife, waved the steel pipe in his hand, and smashed it at the head of the female ghost in red.

Ma San gritted his teeth and followed closely behind, and the green arm knife was about to stab the female ghost in the back.

The female ghost was still drawing her last eye in front of the mirror, and her body was still motionless, but the long hair that was tied to the ground suddenly rose up, like several long snakes facing the two.

The long hair was soft and firm, Yang Ni's steel pipe had no way to focus, and was wrapped in straight hair, and was fixed in the air. A few strands of hair were wrapped along the steel pipe towards Yang Ni's right hand holding the steel pipe.

Yang Ni hurriedly let go and retreated. At the same time, his left claw fell down and cut off the winding hair. Several hairs fell to the ground, but they kept twisting like life.

Ma San's green arm knife was also entangled, but this arm knife was originally changed from his natal life. At this time, it suddenly turned into an arm again, suddenly pulled out of the tangle of long hair, and then turned into an extremely hard arm knife again.

Yang Niben didn't think that he could kill this female ghost in one go, but he didn't expect that the female ghost in red would easily resolve the joint attack between the two. Fortunately, she didn't pursue and was still sitting in front of the mirror.

At this time, Cookie and the man with glasses also arrived. Without saying a word, a fireball that had already condensed had been shot straight at the head of the female ghost in red. After some replies and supplementing the potion, Cookie could barely condense another fireball, but she knew that she would use it at critical moments and couldn't help but feel anxious about her battery life.

The girl in red faced her back to the door, but seemed to be watching. More hair jumped up from the ground and instantly formed a ball, blocking the attack of the fireball. Despite this, one-third of her hair was burned, and her originally smooth long hair became messy, and the air was filled with a stinking smell of protein.

"Ah!" A scream of extremely high decibels came, as if sharp metal was scratching on the glass. The female ghost in red finally couldn't sit still. She stood up suddenly with an eye that had not been drawn. The mirror in front of her exploded instantly under the scream. Yang Ni, who was slightly closer, even cut her cheeks by the splashed fragments, as if she had not hurt her eyes.

The female ghost in red got up but did not look back. Instead, she pulled open a delicate dressing box at her hand, took out a beating heart from it, and stuffed it into her left chest with force. Her red clothes were like living things, swallowing the heart. Then, under the support of a few strands of hair, this body floated in mid-air, turned around to face everyone.

"Mom, what's this!" This was the first time the man in glasses saw the front of this female ghost. He was frightened by her facial features that were painted and retreated repeatedly.

The female ghost seemed to hate the cookie who destroyed her hair very much. Regardless of Yang Ni and Ma San standing in front of her, a long strand of electricity shot out. The cookie couldn't dodge and was directly wrapped around her neck. Her little face turned red and her tongue stretched out half.
Chapter completed!