Street test: Pretending to be a ghost to scare people? Die!

Chapter 166

The ghost was lying on the ground, and the ghost was lying on the ground.

Liu Feng looked around, and suddenly his face changed again!

Liu Shanshan didn't follow...

"Let's go to the back door!"

Liu Feng took Jin Tong and went straight to the back door.

With the mourning stick tightly in his right hand, Liu Feng was very alert and always on guard against potential threats!

When the man and the ghost arrived at the place, Liu Feng only saw a shoe dropped in front of the mirror, where was Liu Shanshan?

"Mirror..."

Liu Feng looked coldly at the "back door".

He was alone in the mirror, looking a little lonely.

The mourning stick in his hand added an ominous atmosphere.

Liu Feng looked for a while, and suddenly his expression was startled!

Looking down at his side, Liu Feng found that he was really alone.

Jin Tong was gone too!

"Illusion?"

Liu Feng frowned.

He felt that it was not that simple.

If it was just an illusion, Jin Tong, as a boy in front of the Buddha, could not have been tricked with them!

It was even more impossible for him to not notice anything!

"Or was it just me who was tricked?"

"I am actually unconscious now? Is Lao Zhang carrying me to escape?"

The more Liu Feng thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible.

Until he looked at the mirror again, he suddenly noticed a detail!

In the mirror, the hand holding the mourning stick was his right hand!

But the mirror image was reversed!

In reality, he held the mourning stick with his right hand, but in the mirror, he should have held the mourning stick with his left hand!

Liu Feng subconsciously raised his right hand, and the person in the mirror raised his left hand.

Liu Feng looked down and saw that his right hand was empty.

And the mourning stick that was supposed to be in his right hand was actually in his left hand at this moment!

"The mourning stick is in my left hand?"

Liu Feng was stunned!

He was clearly holding the mourning stick in his right hand, ready to fight the enemy at any time.

When did the mourning stick reach his left hand?

He quickly changed the mourning stick back to his right hand, and Liu Feng stopped looking at the mirror and looked around.

There must be an invisible ghost nearby, quietly moving the mourning stick to his left hand.

"Jin Tong!"

"Liu Shanshan!"

"Lao Zhang!"

"Lao Li!"

Liu Feng called out one by one, but there was no response.

Frowning, Liu Feng began to think about a way out.

"It should have started from the elevator with the mirror."

"If I'm not on some psychedelic drugs, then I've entered a maze!"

"The only ones who want to deal with me and have time to set up a maze are Naica's disciples."

"But where is the center of the formation?"

Liu Feng walked back to the lobby on the first floor and looked at the countless mirrors again.

This hotel is quite large. If he searches for the center of the formation room by room, he may not find it until dawn!

And the person who set up the formation would not let him break the formation at will...

A burst of hurried footsteps came.

Liu Feng turned his head and saw that it was the monk who had escaped earlier, running back from the stairwell!

"Amitabha, benefactor, you really made it difficult for me to find you!"

The monk's face was fierce, and he no longer concealed the murderous intent in his heart.

Liu Feng's heart moved after seeing this!

If he remembered correctly, this man had clearly stated that he was in the same group as Naica when he faced the evil ghost.

"He also entered the maze, maybe he knows where the center of the formation is."

Thinking of this, Liu Feng immediately took the initiative and sprinted a hundred meters towards the monk!

The monk was stunned when he saw this!

"...This man is seriously injured, why doesn't he run when he sees me?"

The monk's steps slowed down.

But Liu Feng's steps were faster!

In a few seconds, Liu Feng ran in front of the big monk, and the mourning stick hit the big monk's head directly.

The big monk came to his senses, immediately stepped back a few steps, and subconsciously raised his hand to block.

With a "snap", the mourning stick hit the big monk's arm.

"Fuck!"

The big monk grimaced in pain.

He was good at casting spells and releasing ghosts, and he was not good at "fighting"!

He grabbed his hand in his arms, and before the big monk took out the things, Liu Feng's mourning stick arrived!

One after another, scratches appeared on the big monk's body, and the big monk turned around and ran away in anger!

"If you have the guts, don't get close to me, let's fight fair!"

The big monk shouted while running.

Liu Feng just said "Puh"!

Fighting?

Fighting a fart!

He is an ordinary person, he can't even recite the spell, only fools fight!

"Don't run if you dare!"

Liu Feng chased the monk and beat him.

The monk ran a few steps and suddenly threw something behind him.

It was like dust, and Liu Feng subconsciously covered his mouth and nose.

The neighbor

The sorcerer who was killed by him in the city finally sprinkled such a handful of poisonous insects.

But at that time, with the protection of Jin Tong, all the poisonous insects returned to the original route.

Now Liu Feng had nowhere to hide, and he plunged into the dust...

"It doesn't seem to be a poisonous insect."

Liu Feng passed through the dust, while continuing to chase the monk, while feeling the changes in his body.

In fact, there was no feeling of insects drilling into his body.

The monk who had been running away with his head in his arms suddenly shouted and said something Liu Feng couldn't understand.

"What are you talking about! Speak human language!"

Liu Feng caught up with the monk and kicked him on the butt.

The monk fell to the ground with a "thump"!

But the monk was still mumbling.

When he turned over and looked at Liu Feng, the monk was even more proud!

Liu Feng had an ominous premonition, and aimed the mourning stick at the monk's legs and whipped him!

"!!!"

The monk's spell came to an abrupt end.

His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. The monk covered his vitals and was bent like a shrimp!

"Why don't you chant anymore? Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

Liu Feng kicked the monk's face hard and soon kicked out several of his teeth.

The monk's mouth was full of blood and he had almost no power to resist.

"Tell me! Where is the center of this formation!"

Liu Feng shouted and began to ask for a way to escape.

The monk looked at Liu Feng with resentment on his face. He finally got a chance and immediately chanted again!

"... Stubborn!"

Liu Feng didn't want to show mercy anymore and stepped on the monk's forehead.

The mourning stick was aimed at the monk's mouth, and a cold look flashed in Liu Feng's eyes.

The monk was not afraid at all, but smiled grimly.

"If you want to kill... this poor monk, you... must die first!!"

The monk finally finished the spell and successfully activated the drug!

Liu Feng's expression changed immediately.

It seemed as if countless bugs were crawling on his body...

Not only on his body, he felt bugs crawling inside his body!

Seeing Liu Feng's face change, the monk couldn't help but laugh even more fiercely!

"If you are hit by this poor monk's drug, just wait to turn into blood!"

"But don't worry, your head will be intact."

"I will also use it to exchange for the bonus!"

The monk looked crazy and excited.

All his junior brothers died before, which was a big blow to him.

But he thought about it, if all the people died, wouldn't the bonus be his?

The monk suddenly realized that the best result was that all his junior brothers and Liu Feng died!

Now this best result has been half completed.

As long as Liu Feng died in front of him, he could put a perfect end to this trip...

Liu Feng clenched his fists!

He was not angry, but his heart was burning!

The burning pain came from all over his body.

Liu Feng felt like he was going to be burned to ashes!