Chapter 782 King Chen is asleep, the whole world wants to kill him!
"Sleep." Xiao Hai's answer was brief and concise.
"But Uncle Jiang, you have to think clearly. Once you fall into a nightmare, you may lose yourself and never get out!"
"Although theoretically, as long as one is strong enough, one can break free, but no one knows how strong one needs to be, whether it is a lower-level powerful being, a top-level powerful being, or a Dao Master!"
Jiang Chen had already laid down, looking at the worried eyes around him. The Yamas and the clan leaders obviously didn't want him to take the risk. After all, he was the only pillar of support in Jiuzhou.
"King Chen!"
"Prince Chen, please think twice before acting, please let me go!" Wu Zongzong shouted.
"Even if we are all trapped and die in the nightmare, as long as King Chen returns, there is hope for Jiuzhou!"
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"Alright, let me do it." Jiang Chen's tone was calm and resolute. He looked at the back of the crowd and saw Zhou Hei, who was squatting in a corner and looked very low-key.
"Old Black, I now give you full authority over the Yin Sha Hammer. The Yin Sha Army will be under your complete command."
Zhou Hei's expression changed when he heard this.
"Jiuzhou, I give it to you." Jiang Chen's tone was calm, yet it contained a chilling cruelty. "If you dare to act recklessly, or even escape with the Yin God Hammer, you will be a target for military training in the Yin Sha Space for the rest of your life!"
"You are the smartest one. If you provoke me, no one can protect you, no matter where you are. If you hide in a dangerous place, I will destroy it. If you hide in a restricted area, I will rush into the restricted area."
Zhou Hei listened, and the muscles on his face trembled unconsciously. He didn't know why, but the threat from this young man made him feel a kind of palpitations that he had never felt in a long time.
He nodded without saying anything.
Then Jiang Chen glanced at Jiang Xiaochen, Tiezhu, Zhou Tai, and King Pingdeng, and without saying a word, he slowly closed his eyes.
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His consciousness sank into darkness. In a trance, Jiang Chen saw a tall figure wearing ancient official robes, sitting at a trial table, holding a book of life and death, and judging yin and yang with a flip of his palm.
He raised his head and glanced at himself, and the scene changed again.
When I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by mountains and forests. In front of me were seven or eight strong men wearing ancient costumes. They were all ginseng pickers from the foot of the mountain. As a result, evil things happened after they went up the mountain. They were trapped in a wall and couldn't get out.
Moreover, as soon as night fell, people would die inexplicably, and half of the more than ten people had died.
Jiang Chen looked at his hands and understood everything.
A ghost hides in the crowd and kills one person at random at night. You either have to find the murderous ghost and kill him within 3 days, or survive for three days to win.
He just thought about it for a moment and got the answer.
That night, the murderous ghost became more ferocious and the whole forest was filled with screams. The next morning, only two people were left there.
Jiang Chen, holding a shovel, looked at the only person left in front of him and laughed unscrupulously.
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He won and soon entered the next scene. This time it was a mountain village with a Republic of China background. An unmarried woman in the village committed adultery and was beaten to death. She turned into a fierce ghost and came to choose a groom to kill every night.
Jiang Chen had to either find the man who had committed adultery and ran away and refused to admit it, kill him and resolve the female ghost's resentment, or find a way to survive for three days.
He fled to the town overnight and bought more than ten kilograms of arsenic.
The next day, the dogs at the village entrance stopped barking.
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The third scene is a mental hospital...
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After these strange dreams, Jiang Chen seemed to be at home, with various operations emerging one after another.
Of course, what he relied on was not his skills, but his fearlessness of death.
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