drum?

The contents of the black earthen jar are coming out?

But can't get out.

Could it be said that this is an item used by someone to seal something dangerous?

Is it right or wrong to find a black clay pot by yourself?

You know, other earthen jars still contain weird things, but people can come in and out at will.

The contents of this black earthen jar obviously cannot come out because they are sealed.

Wang Zun was a little hesitant again. If he got the black jar, he wouldn't find another enemy for himself, right?

However, the Thriller Game Master system shouldn’t be so tricky, right?

The black clay pot should be useful to you!

"That black earthen jar is very strange. I advise you not to seek death. The things in the black earthen jar cannot come out, but it does not prevent it from jumping around!"

The old man looked suspicious and extremely serious.

"Jumping and bouncing?"

What adjective is this?

"Yes, it's alive and kicking!" The old man said seriously: "I have personally seen the black earthen jar jumping down from Heiling Mountain. I also saw the black earthen jar jumping in front of my wooden house, like a child.

The things inside can't come out, but it can also control the black jar to walk around and jump around."

"That black earthen jar is very evil. It's best not to have anything to do with it. Of course, you don't seem to be afraid of it. You can do whatever you want. I don't dare to disturb this muddy water with you."

The old man smiled bitterly, feeling mixed emotions in his heart that were difficult to describe.

"The small platform thirty meters west of Heiling Mountain?"

Wang Zun nodded and grinned: "Old man, it's late at night, have a good rest, tomorrow is a new day!"

Wang Zun waved his hand and walked towards Heiling Mountain without looking back. There were neatly arranged earthen jars on both sides of the small mountain road. There were countless them, which was very scary.

The old man looked at Wang Zun's retreating back and gritted his teeth. Are all young people today so desperate?

Wang Zun walked very carefully, not because he was afraid, but mainly because he didn't want to step on something left by someone while walking, which would be a bit disrespectful to others.

As we walked up, the howling wind blew up the paper dust on the ground, bringing with it the faint sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.

Wang Zun is not afraid, but he does not dare to be careless. Just now he saw with his own eyes many ghosts standing on Heiling Mountain.

About a third of the way through, Wang Zun suddenly saw a figure sitting on a small platform not far away.

The light slowly shone over, and the figure was dressed in a black shroud and a longevity hat on his head. He was sitting motionless on the ground. Wang Zun could not see clearly what he looked like. The figure in the shroud had his back to him.

Wang Zun didn't want to have anything to do with the figure in the shroud. He just wanted to find the black jar and leave this place as soon as possible.

It's already three o'clock in the morning, the next normal mission will be released soon, and he is still on the mission!

I have to say, it’s a lot of pressure!

Just as Wang Zun was about to leave, little did he know that the head of the figure in the shroud suddenly turned 360 degrees and faced him without moving his body.

It was a man's face, with two red circles painted on his cheeks, which looked a bit scary.

Mainly because of his current posture, facing behind his back, sitting upside down, with a weird smile on his face.

Wang Zun opened his eyes slightly and said nothing. He didn't want to get entangled with him, but the man in the shroud didn't think so. When he turned his body, his head didn't turn. His body turned, and his neck seemed to be a gear, switching his head and body on its own.

.

"Young man, want to play?"

The man in the shroud took out a stack of playing cards and played with a variety of tricks with skillful acrobatics.

The playing cards are as flexible as life in his hands!

"No, I won't!"

Wang Zun shook his head, not wanting to stay too long!

"Don't be so impatient, just have fun. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. What you want is atmosphere, feeling and happiness!"

The smile on the man in the shroud's face is very strange and has never disappeared. Combined with the two big red spots on his face, it looks even more creepy.

Wang Zun:(′?_?`)

These damn barren mountains and ridges are so pitch black, what’s the atmosphere, what’s the feeling?

Wasn't this guy a gambler when he was alive?

"Just a handful? Doesn't it matter whether you win or lose?"

Wang Zun felt that if he didn't play with it, the man in the shroud would not let him go, and he didn't want to get entangled with him, so it didn't matter if he played with it.

"yes!"

The man in the shroud smiled even brighter, swinging the playing cards in his hand back and forth in all kinds of colors.

"How to play?" Wang Zun stopped.

"Fight the Landlord!"

"There are not enough people!"

"It's okay. There are three cards. Let's take two of them. This is exciting, isn't it?"

"good!"

After Wang Zun agreed, the man in shroud did not want to waste a second, and divided the cards very quickly, dividing the cards into three in seconds.

One person and one ghost picked one.

Wang Zun was astonished that he was actually fighting with a ghost in the middle of the night, in the barren mountains and fields, with corpses all over the mountains and fields. No one believed him even if he told him.

The cards in your hand are neither good nor bad!

Wang Zun actually understood very well that if the opponent was careful, he would not be able to win at all, but since it didn't matter whether he won or lost, it didn't matter.

Finished!

Wang Zun actually won, the man in shroud had worse cards, and the best card was in the one that no one chose!

"Okay, I'm leaving!"

Wang Zun smiled, stood up and left.

"Wait a minute, one more, one last one!"

The smile on the man's face disappeared a lot, and he was a little unhappy.

"Isn't it just a handful? It's not necessary. You can find someone else!"

The smile on Wang Zun's face also faded. Continuing like this over and over again is not an option. It will only lead to endless fun.

He doesn't have the leisure time.

"Just a handful!"

The smile on the man's face disappeared, replaced by seriousness and unconvinced.

"don't want!"

Wang Zun refused simply. Are you kidding me?

"I'll trade this for you to play again. If you win, you take this thing away!"

The man in the shroud took out a small bottle with a drop of blood in it.

Black blood!

Wang Zun was slightly stunned. This black blood was very strange. It was obvious that there was a surging power hidden in the black blood!

"This is a drop of good blood. It's the good stuff I keep at the bottom of the box. You won't turn a blind eye, right?"

The man in the shroud had a smile on his face again, a sinister and weird smile.

Indeed, this black blood is a good thing, and it should be able to increase the ghost's strength greatly.

Wang Zun has a feeling that if Zhu Jin or Xiao Ling gets this drop of blood, he should be able to successfully become a fierce ghost with white eyes and red clothes.

The mission of Meili Plastic Surgery Hospital is imminent, and Wang Zun is eager to improve the overall strength.

This is door-to-door delivery!

Wang Zun smiled, very happily. He had to get this bit of black and white no matter what.

"What about the black blood?"

Wang Zun sat down with a smile on his face, which startled the man in the shroud.

Wang Zun's smile is very unfriendly and full of intrigue.

"You don't have to worry about it. How about it? Do you want to play or not?"

"Play, of course!"
To be continued...