The dilemma made Wang Cheng cry without tears.

I’m so embarrassed to say that Xu Qiang, if he hadn’t had his thoughts, how could he have fallen to the current level?

Now, I can only face it.

Wang Cheng looked at the dark abandoned building and raised his courage.

Escape is useless. The disappearance of seven people is too serious, especially the only survivor who participated in the game, and he cannot give an explanation.

You said your child was killed by a ghost? Haha, I turned me into a ghost in minutes.

Then, I can only save it.

Wang Cheng has no ability to save him, but just now, something system appeared.

What about gold fingers?

I didn’t expect that ordinary people like me also had this opportunity, and I hope to help me rescue those people.

Standing there, Wang Cheng began to test the usage of the gold finger, calling out variously.

"Golden Finger Master, open the interface?"

...

"Dingdong? Please answer when you hear it."

...

"Old Ding?"

...

"I'll go, this is a fake gold finger? You obviously have appeared, because Mao ignored me? At least, give me a password, and don't give me any gameplay. Do you want to hang up?"

Wang Cheng made various tests without any response.

At this time, Wang Cheng did not notice, and a dark shadow covered him silently.

Woo ~ Woo ~

After a flash, the wind sounded and surrounded the surroundings, bringing a stream of cold air, which was cold and cold, and Wang Cheng couldn't help but tremble.

No, I'd better go out to study it first and then come to save people, otherwise my buddy would be a meat bun to beat the dog.

Then, he turned around and was stunned.

Where is the door?

The original exit turned into a wall.

"Dingdong: You are trapped in a ghost, will you store it?"

Suddenly, a ding-dong sound rang out.

The content this time became different, as if I was told that I was caught?

Ghosts are obstructed? Am I obsessed with ghosts?

Many of the little knowledge about rural ghosts that I heard when I was a child emerged in my memory, and Wang Cheng decisively chose to store them.

As soon as the thought moved, the ding dong sounded again.

"The ghost barrier has been stored."

In an instant, Wang Cheng felt that there was something else on him, which was a kind of ability to be confused and impaired, and that was a ghost-like ability.

This ability also has two sub-choice options.

Decompose, transfer.

As the name suggests, decomposition means dismantling the ability. As for what you get, there is no prompt, and you will only know after doing it.

And transfer means sending this ability out again, not much or no matter what. Whoever you send it depends on Wang Cheng's choice.

The instant understanding made Wang Cheng cry again.

It turns out that Mr. Dingdong is a passive system that only works when attacked. Moreover, the effect is really amazing. He turns external attacks into a capability storage, which can be decomposed and transferred.

Let’s not talk about the decomposition for now. This transfer is absolutely magical skill, which reminds Wang Cheng of a character in a martial arts novel.

Murong Fu.

Return to the other body with his own way.

Damn, my buddy is so cool now.

With a high spirit, Wang Cheng looked behind again and the east gate appeared again. The wall before was illusory and was covered by ghosts.

Well, I didn’t find any ghosts. It seems that I can’t perform too well, so I need to cooperate.

Without fear, Wang Cheng's mind became keen. His eyes turned and he showed a look of horror: "Where is the door? Where is the east gate?" As he said, Wang Cheng ran to the side quickly, came to a wall, reached out to touch it, and the more he touched his face, the more desperate he felt, and he shouted in fear: "Impossible, impossible, why is the door gone? There are ghosts, there are ghosts here!"

Then, Wang Cheng ran around and touched everywhere, slowly moving away from the east gate.

Finally, when he arrived at a walkway, Wang Cheng's heart tightened and he saw a figure.

This is a woman, who looks like she is in her twenties, wearing a very old-fashioned professional costume, with disheveled hair and pale face. Her eyes are gloomy at Wang Cheng.

This kind of clothing has a very style from thirty or forty years ago.

As expected, the mall staff who died in the fire should be the fire.

Looks like, it looks pretty good, it's a pity to die so early.

He muttered in his heart, his face was still frightened and his body was trembling. Then he pretended not to see the female ghost and slowly touched it. While walking, Wang Cheng was still trembling and muttering: "Amitabha, Wuliang Tianzun, God bless, Zhong Kui bless, Guan Erye bless, Wu Song bless, Dalang bless..."

As he muttered, Wang Cheng came to the female ghost, stretched out his hand, and touched it on its face.

This touch was cold and cold, without any temperature.

"Damn, what's the matter?"

Wang Cheng seemed to be frightened, waved his hand and slapped the female ghost hard in the face.

The slap made a loud bang and spread far away.

The female ghost's head was beaten and her eyes were instantly wide open, revealing endless viciousness and fierceness.

Then it turned around suddenly and was stunned.

Wang Cheng had retreated seven or eight meters away, squatted by the wall, hugged his hands, shivered, and cried, "Please, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a good person, wuwu, I'm really a good person."

The female ghost's chest was undulating, but there was no sound, and she seemed extremely angry.

It flashed and appeared beside Wang Cheng in half a breath, then reached out and grabbed Wang Cheng's neck.

Wang Cheng did not resist and allowed the female ghost to catch him. He was slowly raised high and kicked his feet. He hugged his neck with both hands, and his face also showed a look of pain.

"Dingdong: You were suffocated by the ghost. Will you store it?"

Sure enough, it's coming again.

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and gained greater confidence in the Dingdong boss.

He quickly chose to store it. At the prompt from the Dingdong boss, Wang Cheng felt that there was another ability in his body.

Like ghosts and eyes blocking, they can decompose and transfer.

At the same time, the feeling of suffocation disappeared.

It was as if I was just raised and not strangled.

Well, such a good opportunity cannot be wasted.

He choked and showed pain, Wang Cheng tried hard to reach out and slapped the female ghost's face.

"Let me go, let me go, wuwu, I'm dying, I'm going to be suffocated, let me go, let me go..."

Slap sex.

Accompanied by pain begging for mercy, there were also sounds of beating the female grimace in the face.

I don’t know if it was the system or why Wang Cheng could contact the female ghost and attack. Moreover, this attack seemed to be really hit, which made Wang Cheng’s hand hurt.

The female ghost was slapped in the face and her expression became more and more fierce, but she didn't intend to let go of her hands. She must strangle Wang Cheng's attitude to death.

finally……

Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...

Wang Cheng couldn't hold it anymore, so he let out a breath and gasped heavily.

It's so uncomfortable to hold your breath, and you feel like you're going to feel hypoxia.

Female ghost: "..."

Why!

When Wang Cheng found the expression of a female ghost, he quickly took a deep breath and held it in his mouth. Then he shouted to spare his life while shouting to stop pinching me, and continued to grimacing the female face.

Female ghost: "..."

There was something wrong, and the female ghost decisively let go of Wang Cheng and turned around and was about to run away.

But the next moment, Wang Cheng quickly grabbed the female ghost's wrist and grinned: "Don't leave, I'm afraid."
Chapter completed!