The moment the door was opened, a cold wind blew in from outside, and Mr. Lin shuddered.

He now has mixed feelings.

At first, Lao Sun didn't know how to enter the house and could only knock on the door. As a result, he was rude and reminded the other party. Now, the other party can open the door by himself.

What should we do now? Although the old man of the Lin family has been dead for seven years, his identity is the same as the other party, both are ghosts.

But ghosts are divided into different levels. The cruelty, resentment and malice of Old Sun are several times that of Uncle Lin. They are both dogs, this one is a little Teddy, and that one is a big black back. Can their fighting power be the same?

Anyway, now Uncle Lin is leaning against the wall, cursing in his heart, his legs are so weak that he can't walk.

"Old, Old Sun, we have been brothers for decades. You, you better not do anything rash." Uncle Lin started talking about friendship at this time, and at the same time, he carefully observed Old Sun who came in from outside.

Old Sun looked very different from when he was alive. Not only were his clothes tattered, but there was also a lot of dirt on his body and fingers. The most frightening thing was his face, which was bleeding from all seven orifices. Black blood slowly gathered from his chin and dripped onto the ground. Behind him, a trail of bloody footprints was left.

Old Sun at the door said nothing.

It glanced at Mr. Lin, then scanned the message room.

Remain silent.

Seems to be recalling something.

This is normal. After all, this communication room is actually where Lao Sun works.

Uncle Lin, that was like a sparrow taking over the dove's nest, you came later.

At this moment, Uncle Lin also realized this, and said, "Old Sun, I have taken good care of this place for you. Nothing is lost or missing. Since you are back, I will leave now and I will come to see you another day when I have time."

He wants to leave.

But Old Sun just stood at the door without moving.

Can't leave.

The black blood kept accumulating under Old Sun's feet.

The eerie atmosphere in the room became more and more intense.

Uncle Lin calmed down a bit at this time. After all, he had been dead for seven years and was considered a senior ghost. He knew that ghosts were strong and weak, some were easy to talk to, and some were very cruel.

Especially some ghosts, have special abilities.

It can be called a taboo.

As long as you don't violate its taboos, you can live in peace. Even if the other party wants to harm you, it won't be easy. But if you violate the taboos, the result may be death.

I said so much but Old Sun remained silent, which meant that he was in a state of confusion and might have no memory at all.

But the opponent did not take the initiative to attack, which means that standing here without moving will not trigger the taboo.

It's safe for now.

But he couldn't keep doing this. Uncle Lin thought about it and decided to slowly move over there to see if he could get out. He saw that the door frame was quite large. Although Old Sun was blocking the way, he could still squeeze out by leaning sideways and sticking to the other person.

Now all he could think about was getting out and leaving this strange place.

But he started off badly. Just as he took a step, Old Man Sun suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a ferocious look on his face.

"Fuck him!"

Uncle Lin landed on his toes and didn't dare to move. He maintained the difficult posture of tiptoeing on the ground and stood for a while. His waist, back and legs were sore and cramped, but he didn't dare to move.

If you move, Old Sun might rush over to you.

Finally unable to hold on any longer, Uncle Lin's feet fell to the ground. In an instant, Old Sun really rushed over, and a stench and coldness swept over him.

"Wait a minute, Lao Sun, I'm Lao Lin, Lao Lin."

Uncle Lin screamed in fear.

Old Sun was standing in front of Uncle Lin at this moment, his eyes wide open, as if what he had just said had taken effect, as if he was recalling something.

Uncle Lin was so nervous that he almost peed his pants. When he saw that it worked, he hurriedly said, "Old Sun, I'm Old Lin. We are old comrades and old friends. Have you forgotten that I once borrowed money from you?"

"Old Lin?" Old Sun opened his mouth, revealing his dark teeth. A disgusting smell of bad breath sprayed on the face of the old man from the Lin family. The latter cursed inwardly, but could only force a smile: "Yes, I am Old Lin."

"Lao Lin, why don't you open the door?"

Old Sun smiled, and black blood kept flowing out of his mouth. The atmosphere of terror in the room reached its peak.

Uncle Lin thought that he was doomed.

This dog still remembers what happened just now.

As a result, just when the other party was about to take action, Lao Sun suddenly stopped and mechanically turned his head to look behind him.

It seemed that something else had come in.

Uncle Lin leaned over and took a look.

It’s true.

At this moment, a ghost with a haggard face was standing at the door of the message room.

Old Sun is shabby enough, and this guy looks even uglier.

His legs were thick but his upper body was extremely thin. His body was covered with poisonous sores and there was a tumor on his neck, so he could only look at people with his neck tilted.

But even so, the malice on the ghost's face was still strong.

Anyway, he is several times more powerful than Lao Sun.

As soon as it came in, the environment in the message room changed.

The surrounding walls were already decayed, and at this moment, they seemed to be rotting rapidly. Large pieces of wall paint were falling off, cracks appeared on the ground, and some poisonous insects and rats were crawling around.

Seeing this ghost, Uncle Lin and Old Man Sun shuddered at the same time.

Now Old Sun no longer dared to show off. The ferocity and malice in his eyes quickly faded away, and at this moment he was hiding behind obediently, completely unlike the attitude he had just now that he was second only to God.

Even, Old Sun slowly moved to the wall with his face facing inside, and it felt like if there was a crack, he would find a way to get in.

The world of ghosts is also very simple. The fierce ones are afraid of the fiercer ones, and the evil ones are afraid of the eviler ones.

Just like people.

Uncle Lin now didn't know whether he should thank the other party or not. In short, the other party's appearance stopped Lao Sun, but at the same time, the terror and danger in the message room rose to a level compared to before.

"Let's play a game!" At this time, the more ferocious ghost at the door made a voice.

The sound was creepy.

I don't understand what it means.

What does it mean to play a game? What to play? "Let's play a game!" the ghost said again.

Seeing that Old Sun and Uncle Lin didn't say anything, the ghost slowly walked over and went towards Old Sun first. The latter was so scared that he clung to the wall, trembling all over.

"Do you want to play?" the ghost asked again.

Under such tremendous pressure, Old Sun couldn't bear it anymore and could only nod.

The next moment, the ghost walked up to Mr. Lin and asked, "What about you?"

Although Uncle Lin didn't know what the other party meant by "playing", he didn't dare to shake his head even if the other party wanted to be gay. He could only force out a smile that was uglier than crying and nodded.

The ghost smiled, and the next moment, a mahjong table appeared out of nowhere in the room, with mahjong tiles already placed on the table.

At this time, Uncle Lin noticed that the ghost was wearing the work clothes of the East Suburb Abandoned Mine, and there seemed to be a brand name on it.

Took a glance.

"Cui Daquan?"

I seem to have heard this name somewhere.

That’s right!

Uncle Lin suddenly remembered.

When he came to see Old Sun before, he heard him say more than once that there was a gambler in the mine who liked to play mahjong and gamble.

As a result, after a few years, he lost all his savings, his house, his wife ran away with someone else, and he was diagnosed with a terminal illness. He died a very miserable death.

That gambler seems to be called Cui Daquan!

This guy is back too?

And he's already a ghost, yet he still wants to gamble?

Uncle Lin didn't know what to say. This was what it meant to be like a piece of rotten wood that couldn't be helped.

He glanced at the mahjong table.

There is an eerie and scary atmosphere above.

I know that once I sit on it, it will be difficult to get up again because there is a terrifying thing on the mahjong table.

Since we are playing mahjong, we must gamble on something.

It’s okay if you win, but what will happen if you lose?

Uncle Lin knew that no matter what it was, it was definitely not a good thing.

Under the gaze of the gambler, he and Old Sun were reluctant, but they could only sit on the chairs obediently. Although Old Sun looked so fierce just now, he was as obedient as a grandson in front of the gambler.

It looked at the scene and said, "We are short of one person, so we can't play. Why don't we go another time..."

A fierce atmosphere filled the communication room.

Old Sun didn't dare to say a word.

At this time, the gambler twisted his head, making a creaking sound. He looked at Uncle Lin, then looked at Old Sun over there, and then suddenly rushed out.

In the blink of an eye he rushed back.

In its hand, it was holding a confused ghost.

This ghost looks weak, not as strong as Old Man Sun, but still stronger than Grandpa Lin.

Maybe just passing by.

But the gamblers who were eager to gamble directly captured them as soldiers.

"There are enough people to play."

The gambler rubbed his hands excitedly.

Next, the sound of Mahjong tiles being touched could be heard from the eerie communication room. From time to time, a creepy voice could be heard shouting, "Yaoji... Dongfeng... Damn, it's Dongfeng again..."

The only one who dared to speak was the gambler, the other three ghosts were absent-minded.

Uncle Lin was worried that the gambler would do something horrible if he won.

But what makes it speechless is that this gambler is a lousy gambler.

It’s not just an ordinary dish.

In the first round, Old Sun actually won.

Old Sun was also very surprised, even a little at a loss. He was probably afraid that the gambler would get angry and kill him.

However, the gambler did not attack it, but stared at the strong man it captured. Here, this guy is called "Soy Sauce Brother".

It's just here to make up the story.

Can't play.

Why did Old Sun win? This guy gave me a shot.

So Old Sun got angry, and his whole body was shaking with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "One more round."

So we started over again.

Second lap.

Old Sun won again.

It was still the cannon ordered by Soy Sauce Brother.

This time the gambler completely lost his mind and bit off half of Soy Sauce Brother’s head in one bite.

A mixture of flesh, bones, and brain matter, the gambler chewed it and swallowed it viciously.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Lin and Old Man Sun trembled all over. They grabbed each other's arms, as if they could feel strength and courage from each other.

"Let's run?" Old Sun asked in a low voice.

"You first, or me?" Uncle Lin also asked.

In the end, the two old ghosts failed to escape.

Mainly because I don’t dare.

They had all seen the speed of the gambler just now, and they estimated that he couldn't even get out of the house and was eaten by the other party.

Brother Soy Sauce died a miserable death, and they don’t want to follow in his footsteps.

Now it's three missing one.

The gambler was getting a little anxious. He wanted to play, but there were not enough people. This feeling was worse than death.

It kept looking around, looking for other ghosts.

But no.

Just now, Soy Sauce Brother was the only person found nearby. Anyway, looking around at this moment, there is no shadow of a ghost.

Of course, it is also possible that the aura of the gambler is too terrifying, so even other ghosts dare not approach.

Seeing the gambler who was becoming more and more anxious and emitting a terrifying aura, Uncle Lin and Old Sun had already leaned against each other. Now they could only huddle together for warmth.

Just at this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling! The three ghosts in the room were stunned at the same time.

Only Mr. Lin felt something in his heart.

He thought of something.

But he didn't dare to go over and answer it now.

The gambler walked over at this time, stared at the ringing phone on the table, and the next moment reached out to pick it up.

"Hello, uncle, this is Lin Mo. Are you home? I'll be there soon. I have something to talk to you about. You'd better not run around. The last time I came to see you, I waited for you for half an hour."

When the gambler heard this, he grinned.

The next moment, it turned its head to look at Uncle Lin and handed the phone to him.

The meaning is already very clear.

Just ask the person on the phone to come quickly.

Uncle Lin cursed Lin Mo in his heart, thinking that you didn't come when you should have, why did you come here to join in the fun at this time.

Isn't this just causing trouble?

Now the gambler asked him to trick people over, and if he didn't do so, the consequences could be serious.

There's no way, the other party has already handed the phone over.

Uncle Lin had no choice but to take it.

Listen to the voice inside.

"Uncle, speak up."

Uncle Lin took a look at the terrifying gambler opposite him, his throat moved, and he suddenly said: "Xiao Mo, don't come over, there is..."

Snap!

The gambler smashed the phone to pieces with a slap, and Uncle Lin was knocked to the ground with a dent on his face.

If it were a human, he would definitely not survive.

Fortunately, he was a ghost, and he was just dizzy and had black ghost blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

The gambler opened his mouth wide at this time and slowly approached Mr. Lin.

Old Sun over there probably thought this was an opportunity and ran out in a hurry.

As a result, the gambler turned his head, rushed over, and bit Old Sun on the waist.

Click.

He bit off a large piece of meat.

It looks like one kidney is missing.

Old Sun also looked ferocious.

At the critical moment of life and death, it will fight desperately.

He sprayed a mouthful of black ghost blood directly at the gambler. The ghost blood was highly corrosive, and pungent black smoke immediately emerged from the gambler's body, with a hint of strange fire.

But the gambling ghost didn't react at all. The ghost blood on its body disappeared strangely, and the damage it had caused seemed to have never happened.

Old Sun was dumbfounded.

He was about to be bitten again. If the bite was real strong this time, Old Sun would surely die.

As a result, Uncle Lin from the Lin family came over from behind and knocked the gambler aside.

Saved Old Sun’s life.

Old Sun shook his head at Uncle Lin.

"We can't kill it. It can withstand all attacks."

Uncle Lin also noticed it.

But they had no other choice. If they didn't take action, they would just wait for death.

If you take action, you will die!

As a result, at this moment, a person walked in from the door of the message room.

"Hey, are you all here?"

The man walked in, took a good look at the situation, his face changed, and he took out a brick hammer and hit the gambler on the head.

(End of this chapter)