The moment Jiang Cheng's palm touched the girl's body, the girl's body froze. After all, she was touched by a ghost. The girl probably didn't even think about it. The next second, she grinned, showing a look that was about to cry, "Benefactor, I...Although I was born in Liyuan, I know that I am humble, but I can sell my art but not my body, please forgive me, it is absolutely difficult to follow my orders."

What is it all about, Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, surrounded by a dense circle of scorched ghosts, Jiang Cheng didn't have any other thoughts, and pushed the girl a little hard, signaling her to leave quickly.

I don't know if the girl understands, but anyway, she continued to walk, repeating those words in her mouth, but her voice was smaller, like a mosquito humming.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the scene on the stage, focusing on the shadows of the people on the stage. Fortunately, the shadows were all there, and there was no change.

Maybe it's because I can't let go, the fighting scene on stage looks like a joke, but it's full of an indescribable strange feeling, as if several people are puppets on strings, and the movements reveal a strange sense of stiffness .

"Thank you, Duo Meng, thank you, Duo Meng... ah!"

The girl suddenly let out a short cry, and Jiang Cheng immediately turned his head, just in time to see a scorched arm being pulled away from the girl, and in the gong, the last sachet was also burned.

But there is still half of the distance left after walking a full circle.

According to Jiangcheng's experience, the second half of the journey is the most dangerous.

It is almost impossible for a girl to leave safely on her own.

But the chain reaction brought about by this short call was far more than that. An actor on the stage with a gun in his hand and several black flags behind him was obviously distracted when he heard the call, and he just stared blankly. Looking in the direction of the girl.

Immediately afterwards, the actor's movements froze, his eyeballs began to tremble uncontrollably, and finally turned upwards suddenly, leaving only the whites in the eye sockets.

This sudden movement interrupted the rhythm of the stage, and the other person he was fighting with didn't seem to notice the abnormality on his teammate, and was still approaching this person in circles.

As he approached, he opened his mouth wide, babbling and singing weird opera words.

But in the next second, he could no longer make a sound, because a long spear pierced his mouth and pierced out from his back, and the force directly nailed him to the stage.

In the last few seconds of his life, he opened his mouth wide and spit out a lot of blood bubbles. Along the barrel of the gun, blood gushed out like money.

There wasn't much fear in his eyes, more puzzlement and disbelief, because he didn't react at all.

Afterwards, the actor who stabbed his teammate to death stiffly took off the long sword in his teammate's hand, folded his wrist, held the horizontal sword on his neck at an incomprehensible angle, and then cut off his head suddenly with force.

The head fell to the ground with a "boom", and rolled around, until it hit a corner of the stage, and then stopped, with its face just facing the direction of Jiang Cheng.

In an instant, the stage was covered with blood, and it became a Shura field.

The last surviving actor seemed to be frightened, his mouth was wide open, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't speak a word.

The ghost show... stalled.

Jiang Cheng's heart tightened. He remembered that he had described some rules about ghost shows in the newspaper. The actors on stage should not look at the audience, and the point of their swords should not be aimed at the audience. Most importantly, no matter what, ghost shows Don't stop!

This is taboo!

At the same time, Jiang Cheng also noticed that the scorched ghosts who had been quiet at this moment began to agitate, their bodies shaking like crazy, as if they were about to pounce on them in the next second and tear the people on the stage to pieces.

There were still a few restless eyes staring at him.

Now one thing is clear, his fate tonight is tied to this troupe, if this ghost show fails, not only the troupe will die, he will die too!

The way of life... where is the way of life? !

The more he wanders between life and death, the more critical he is, the more he can calm down. After all, panic will not help solve the problem, it will only make you die faster.

The real danger was these scorched ghosts, and the killing on stage must have something to do with them. Jiang Cheng turned his attention to these scorched ghosts, and sure enough, he found a clue.

There is actually an empty seat at the far right back.

But Jiang Cheng clearly remembered that all these seats were occupied, and there was absolutely no vacancy!

Reminiscent of the weird posture of the man on the stage when he killed himself, a guess emerged in Jiang Cheng's mind. The posture of the man holding the sword when he killed himself was very strange. A normal person would not be able to use the sword like this, let alone cut himself off with a sword. head of.

Besides, this is just a prop sword, not a sharp sword!

The horrible scene on the stage was still being staged. The corpse without its head did not fall down, but walked towards the last survivor step by step with a sword in its hand.

Blood continued to overflow from the broken neck, leaving a **** footprint with every step, which brought a sense of oppression that was even more terrifying than the incident itself.

Jiang Cheng also couldn't help holding his breath.

He knew that if all the actors on the stage were killed, then the ghost show tonight would come to an end, and then they would face all the ghosts chasing and killing them, and none of them would be spared.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng had already figured out what the strange movements of the corpse meant. The corpse was manipulated, to be precise, it seemed to be carried by an invisible person.

It was the same when he committed suicide, as if an invisible person stood behind him, grabbed his hand with his hand, then put the sword around his neck, and then pulled it hard.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng looked at the sachet in his hand. Although the sachet was precious, he couldn't care less about it now~lightnovelpub.net~ Standing in front of the last survivor with the headless corpse, he raised his sword and planned to chop When going down, Jiang Cheng threw the sachet forcefully.

His target was not the headless corpse, but a little behind the headless corpse.

The next second, accompanied by a strange sound, the sachet hit something out of thin air, bounced off suddenly, and then burned, turning into black ashes.

What was even more astonishing was that behind the empty corpse, a tall charred corpse unexpectedly appeared out of thin air. The corpse was even two heads taller than the headless corpse.

The charred corpse stood in place, motionless, as if everything before had nothing to do with it, and the **** stage was not made by it either.

Although the charred corpse stopped, the crisis was not resolved. The only survivor on the stage was frightened by this scene, collapsed on the ground, covered his eyes, trembling, unable to continue acting at all.

The charred corpses around couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up one after another.

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