Chapter 1549 A game with life as a bargaining chip
The number of points thrown by Wang Feng was also four, which was the same as the number of points thrown by Li Gui, and a draw occurred.
Facing this situation, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh.
The probability of him winning this round is already small, so a draw is already a good result.
It’s just that this game with the ghost has not stopped.
In this game of gambling with the ghost, the ghost can escape from the game, but humans cannot. Once they leave the game, they will be killed by the ghost.
Wang Feng must keep this game going if he wants to survive.
It won’t stop until there are no more ghosts to bet with him.
But in this game that relies entirely on luck, how can anyone always win?
Therefore, Wang Feng's ending was actually doomed when he took out the dice and started the game.
At this moment, the black dice representing the ghosts continued to spin
A new round of the game began.
I don’t know if it was because of the re-rolling, but this time the black dice stopped quickly;
Five o’clock!
The points thrown by Li Gui this time were even larger than last time.
The only way to win is to throw six points.
This made Wang Feng feel pressured.
But now that Li Gui had thrown the dice, he could only grit his teeth and pick up the red dice on the ground.
This time it was the same as before. After holding the dice in his hand for ten seconds, Wang Feng took action.
After the red dice spun several times on the ground, it finally stopped;
Seeing the points thrown, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly darkened.
Wang Feng's luck seemed to have run out, and he only threw two points this time!
“I, I lost”
Wang Feng’s mouth moved.
He was tense all over, sweating profusely, staring at the number he had thrown, as if he had lost his mind, and with a bit of disbelief.
The next second.
The blood on Wang Feng's face began to disappear immediately, and the look in his eyes suddenly extinguished, like a spark in the strong wind, being ruthlessly extinguished by this cruel world.
Even the body began to become cold quickly.
But in the blink of an eye, Wang Feng was completely motionless and breathless.
Lost his life and died in this nameless and terrifying ancient house.
"If you lose, will you be dead?"
Looking at the dead Wang Feng, Eagle felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
Wang Feng became the messenger of the ghost post office and struggled to survive. He survived from the first floor to the fourth floor and sent more than a dozen terrible letters;
During this process, I don’t know what he experienced. How many times have we been in danger?
Even the evil ghosts who invaded the post office failed to kill him, but in the end no one expected that he fell at the last hurdle.
Originally, as long as he completed this letter delivery mission, he could go up to the fifth floor and get rid of the ghost post office completely.
But in the end, I still couldn't move forward and stopped here.
At this time, Yang Jian was still guarding the passage leading to the back hall, preventing any evil spirits from approaching.
What he is most worried about is that evil spirits will enter the back hall and affect the old man in the red coffin.
But he also paid some attention to the back door.
Ding Hui and Li Yang worked together to block the door, but Yang Jian was not very worried.
What he was worried about was Wang Feng.
Because he could also see that relying on a dice game to forcibly delay the invasion of the ancient house by the evil spirits put a lot of pressure on Wang Feng.
In other words, for these messengers and ghost controllers who are in bad condition, preventing evil ghosts from entering the back hall is a heavy price to pay.
Wang Feng’s death now proves this point.
"The key to breaking the situation now lies with Li Yue. Once Li Yue successfully comes back with the lantern, the situation here will improve."
Yang Jian knew very well that only everyone could withstand the attack of the evil ghost. The pressure is so great that you can survive until the turning point comes.
Otherwise, the situation in the back hall will be dangerous.
When the time comes, Yang Jian must consider abandoning these people, giving up delivering letters, giving up this ancient house, and surviving alone.
Of course, Yang Jian believes that things will not develop to that point. .
Because this time Li Yue took action.
Yang Jian is very confident in Li Yue's strength.
With Wang Feng's death at this time, Li Gui, who had just won the bet, began to prepare to enter the back hall.
Although no one could see the figure of this fierce ghost, they could feel the cold breath invading from outside the back door at this moment.
“I’ll bet with ghosts.”
After noticing this, the expression of a ghost controller near the back door changed, and then he gritted his teeth and stood up.
I saw him walking to Wang Feng's body, reaching out to push Wang Feng's body away, and then sat down.
After sitting down, the ghost controller picked up the red dice and threw it out without saying a word.
While the invisible ghost had not completely entered the back hall, the ghost controller forcibly took over the bet and continued Wang Feng's bet just now.
Seeing the ghost master taking the initiative to stand up, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze towards the back door.
He had already said before that the messengers and these ghost masters alternately bet against the ghosts.
Fan Xing also agreed at that time.
If these ghost masters had not taken the initiative to stand up just now, Yang Jian would naturally not let these people go.
Fortunately, these ghost masters also knew the seriousness of the matter and did not avoid it.
After the ghost controller threw the dice, the red dice began to rotate on the ground.
But finally it stopped.
It’s just that the luck of this ghost controller seems to be very good. An unimaginable point was thrown out by this ghost controller:
Six points!
This is already the largest number of points.
In other words, this ghost controller can at least guarantee that he will not lose in this round.
"Haha."
Seeing himself throwing six points, the ghost controller couldn't help but laugh. A smile appeared on his nervous face, making his face twitch unnaturally.
Even twisted.
As the ghost controller rolled the dice, a new round of gambling began again.
The evil ghost who was about to invade the back hall was forcibly brought into this game. At the same time, he had to follow the rules and stop invading the ancient house.
Everyone clearly felt that the cold breath just now stopped at the door.
The next second.
The black dice on the ground started spinning.
Obviously, this fierce ghost also started throwing dice.
Not long after, the dice stopped spinning.
This time the devil threw five points again.
Just like when I bet with Wang Feng just now.
It’s just that this time Li Gui’s opponent threw six points.
The ghost controller who succeeded Wang Feng won this round.
Immediately afterwards, everyone clearly felt that the cold aura that had invaded the back door began to retreat.
Finally left the back door.
"Ghost, left."
At this time, the ghost controller couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then grinned.
He did not expect that his luck would be so good. He defeated this fierce ghost in just one round.
Daqiang couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.
It's not that he has a deep friendship with this ghost master, it's all because once the ghost master dies, then it will be their messenger's turn to take over the game. (End of this chapter)