A Stick of Hua Zi, I Will Not Be Invaded by Ghosts

Everyone was immersed in great joy.

But they all overlooked a problem!

This time the ghost tide is only the fourth round!

Wang Hua looked at the cemetery in front of him and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Under Gatlin's wild bombardment, the entire front line was in a mess.

The ground seemed to have been refurbished, and there was soft soil everywhere.

On the soil, where is the blue flame of alcohol mixed with it.

A breeze blew by, the flame flickered, and the fragrance of wine drifted over.

In the current cemetery, let alone evil spirits.

Even a complete stone can't be found.

And Kong Chen stood there in a daze, the scene in his eyes was beyond his imagination.

He looked at Wang Hua, and then at the unidentified firearm.

The ruining scene just now seemed to be vivid.

In less than a minute, the evil spirits that piled up into the mountains were killed.

Kong Chen shuddered when thinking of the wailing of the ghost under the shooting.

He looked at the double guns in his hands and compared Wang Hua's weapons.

Kong Chen sighed.

"This is not a level at all"

"I actually looked at him with such disdain before?"

Thinking about it, Kong Chen slapped himself fiercely.

With a "pop", a burning sensation came from his cheeks.

All his remaining pride was wiped out, and the flattery of outsiders was also dispelled.

After recognizing the gap between yourself and others

Kong Chen gritted his teeth secretly and looked at Wang Hua very seriously.

"One day, I will surpass you!"

Jiahao and Jiayue also walked over at the same time. They are very grateful to Wang Hua.

The little girl even stood on tiptoe and pecked Wang Hua on the face.

Provoked galore for a while.

"Hey! You little conscience, I am also your brother anyway"

"Why don't I remember you kissed me so much"

Of course, this was just a joke, but it made Jiayue blush.

The faces of everyone showed the joy of escaping after death.

The atmosphere between them seemed to become relaxed.

Wang Hua picked up the Gatling gun.

White smoke wafted from the barrel of the gun.

His eagle-like eyes were full of solemnity.

The sorrowful stubble matches the cigarette on his lips.

Like the return of the god of war, there really is the momentum of one person resisting thousands of troops.

Wang Hua never forgets that this is only the fourth round.

But at the same time, there was a doubt in his mind.

"Are we deceived by the organizer again" "?"

Wang Hua believes that the ghost tides in the previous rounds were all accompanied by the sound of bells.

And the task goal given by the organizer.

It has survived five rounds of ghost tides and protected new players.

There is no mention of what will happen after five rounds.

Nor did it say what would happen if the ancient clock was destroyed.

"If I break the ancient bell, what will happen?"

Thinking about this, Wang Hua couldn't help but look at the big bell above the church.

The audience in the live broadcast room also raised a barrage because of Wang Hua's actions.

"What about Kong Chen's fans? Come out and get beaten! They say output? Huashen is called output, okay! Do you know what is called a wind pee? Your anchor is at the level of a downwind pee!"

"Rough words, but not rough! Incisive!"

"Look! Why does Huashen always look at which clock? Did you find something?"

"Ahem! Huashen is the key to discovering the problem! The ancient bell is an item that summons evil spirits and tombstones! But the organizer used the mission objective to hide the past. To put it bluntly, the organizer used people's mindset and blind spots. Let the player subconsciously think that only by surviving five rounds can they truly complete the mission, but this level of battle can be sustained by anyone other than Huashen

Five rounds?"

"Fuck! It seems quite profound! Is this the hidden way of life? It was actually seen through by God of Hua again?"

"The organizer not only used the point of surviving five rounds, but also protected the players who advanced, so that Huashen and the guy named Kong Chen thought that as long as they persisted in survival, they could pass the level, but in fact, the five rounds just induce you to fall into Trap, and protecting the player is the real downfall, in order to make you too late to think about the key to the mission."

"It's a good trick to make a living, and I will put the way of life in front of you, but I will induce you not to think about it, that is, the god of Hua is there, otherwise they will all have to die."

The audience in the live broadcast room also analyzed the way of life.

It was basically the same as Wang Hua thought, but he felt that it should not be that simple.

"Where can I put it so bright? I guess there are still traps!"

After Wang Hua discussed his ideas with everyone, the eyes of several people suddenly lit up.

It seemed to have discovered the New World.

This kind of jumping thinking.

Only people like Wang Hua who have no mood swings can think of it.

Kong Chen pondered for a long time, and his eyes were full of determination when he looked at Gu Zhong.

Before Wang Hua stopped, he raised his gun and shot.

Kong Chen, who had extremely accurate marksmanship, soon shot the rope that bound the ancient bell off.

Accompanied by a huge roar, the big clock full of quaint atmosphere fell on the ground.

At the same time, there was another surge in the cemetery, and a dozen evil spirits slowly crawled out.

But they were met by Gatlin's merciless blast.

Everyone looked at the big clock that smashed into the ground, and they didn't dare to touch it at will.

Wang Hua circled the big clock and found two paintings on it.

One is a picture of a group of weird human-shaped evil spirits emerging from the ground.

On the other hand, the evil spirits formed two huge strange creatures.

They walked towards a big clock

After thinking for a long time, Wang Hua clicked on a piece of huazi.

Smoking allows him to think calmly.

After exhaling a puff of cigarette, he said his guess.

"If this is a way of life"

"It may be those two huge evil spirits that smashed the ancient clock"

Indeed, as Wang Hua analyzed, the goal of the evil spirits is this bell.

In the eyes of the evil spirits, they are just food for the completion of the mission.

Eating food and completing tasks by the way is their mission.

As players, what they are protecting is not themselves, but the bell.

But this is an item that will bring disaster.

In other words, Wang Hua and others are protecting an unimportant thing.

And in order to protect it, it may catch life.

After smoothing the pieces of information, everyone's thinking suddenly became clear.

But the remaining (good) questions will come, as long as the ancient bell rings, it will attract evil spirits.

How should I break it?

Because just now when Kong Chen was shooting, everyone saw it.

The bullet hit the ancient clock, showing no sign of being crushed.

But if it is by the hands of those two huge evil spirits.

It is equivalent to triggering the fifth round of ghost tide.

It is estimated that if the two huge beings are not killed, they will not survive at all.

As everyone thought, Gu Zhong would eventually be destroyed by those two evil spirits.

But after destruction, they will leave

But they didn't dare to gamble at all, and finally survived four rounds.

How can you easily surrender your life to bet on this vitality?

And this is just a conjecture, not even confirmed.

Everyone was caught in a dilemma, and their eyes for help turned to Wang Hua at the same time.

Talk one by one

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