I am a Celestial Master at full level, you want me to join the Rules and Ghost Story?

In the barbecue villa late at night, the dim chandelier swayed in the greasy air, and the shadow of the light twisted the diners' shadows into monsters with fangs and claws.

Maybe this is their original appearance.

The rancid smell mixed with the burnt aroma of the barbecue, like a rotten corpse being coated with honey.

The guests sat around their tables, chewing on the barbecue, and the sound of the guests chewing on the barbecue was particularly harsh in the quiet space.

The meat pieces on the grill made a sizzling sound on the fire, and the grease dripped on the charcoal fire, stirring up bursts of blue smoke.

Jones could hear his heavy breathing, and when he heard the ghost's weird tip, he quickly walked towards the third table with a plate of roasted hearts.

He could feel the guest at the second table staring at him with fierce eyes, as if he would pounce on him at any time to grab the food in his hand.

The guest at the third table raised his head and was obviously stunned.

His hair was messy, his teeth were sharp and yellow, and his turbid yellow vertical pupils appeared between his messy hair, and a trace of imperceptible evil light flashed in his eyes.

He eats like a beast, not a normal person chews it.

The sharp-fanged guest saw Jones coming, playing with the knife, and the blade made a harsh noise on the table, looking very unfriendly.

Jones took a deep breath, trying to make himself look natural, and greeted with a smile: "Hello, do you often come here to eat?"

As he said that, Jones handed over the roasted heart quietly.

The sharp-fanged guest saw the roasted heart and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. After taking the plate, his attitude significantly eased a lot.

While biting the roasted heart, he said in a slight slight manner: "That's right, it looks so pretty. It's the first time you're here?"

Jones nodded and asked in a low voice: "Yes, does the boss of this barbecue villa have any special abilities?"

The Guest of Tarts stopped the movement in his hand and looked up at Jones, with a trace of alert flashing in his eyes.

But he quickly lowered his head again, continued to bite the roasted heart, and whispered: "The boss of the barbecue villa has special empowerment ability and will make some special food to enhance your abilities."

Jones continued, "How can we find the boss?"

The fanged guest smiled mysteriously and replied, "You'll ask the right person. The boss will put a ring in the barbecue. If anyone eats the ring, it's a lucky customer. You can ask him for a delicious meal, but if it doesn't If you get the ring, go to the boss, then you may be the ingredients."

Jones felt a sudden heart and quickly analyzed that this might be a way to pass through the dark tunnel.

As long as you have the ability to have night vision, you don’t need to turn on the lights in the dark tunnel and you can pass directly.

Of course, this is just his current guess.

He thanked the fanged guest, then quickly returned to his barbecue table and began to check the meat pieces one by one, looking for the ring.

Jones has always had good luck, and found the ring in the second piece of meat.

He was delighted and immediately stood up and walked towards the backyard.

The lights in the backyard were dimmer and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Jones' footsteps echoed in the empty corridors, each step as if stepping on the edge of death.

At this time, a strange ghost voice rang in his mind: "The ghost energy is very strong nearby, please pay attention to it yourself, and those two people did not come back after they went there. This may be a pit, maybe I thought about it too much, to be safe, You find them first.”

Jones nodded to show that he understood.

He walked along the corridor carefully and soon heard a "dong dong dong" sound of chopping meat.

The sound came from a room not far away, and Jones swallowed and walked quietly over.

Through the crack in the door, he saw a tall guy with a back and waist cutting meat, waving the big knife in his hand to make a storm.

Jones' heart tightened. If this knife continues, it may have killed him.

Following the ghost's weird tips, Jones did not rashly go in, but continued to look for the figures of the two guests nearby.

Soon, he found them in the room next to him.

When the two guests saw Jones, they immediately waved to him to come.

Jones didn't get close, just stood at the door and whispered to them what was going on.

One of the guests said anxiously: "Eating special food here requires a ring, but leaving also requires one. We don't have a ring and cannot leave this private room. I hope you can find a ring for us."

Another guest also said that he hoped Jones could help and not be discovered by the boss.

From this we can tell that the information provided by the sharp-fanged guest is "error" or incomplete, and most of these two people were also cheated.

Jones began to calculate in his heart, realizing that he might be trapped in a complex task chain.

Fortunately, I didn't go in just now, otherwise the ring would have been snatched.

He now only has a ring on his hand. If he wants to leave here, he must have another ring.

If you want to take these two guests away, that is, you must find two more rings.

Perhaps, he needs to get the ring from the guests of the first and second tables. After all, at this stage, the world of Strange Talk has been constantly "enhancing the strength" of the chosen ones, and perhaps it will be useful in the next stage.

Jones quickly returned to the hall and returned to his barbecue table.

He wanted to continue to find the ring from inside, but unfortunately, there was nothing inside.

Jones began to scan the surroundings. He noticed that the people at the first and second tables obviously didn't know the rings were useful, so they either threw them aside or put them on the table.

At this time, the key point came.

Jones knew that he couldn't ask these guests if they wanted the rings. If he asked, these guests would know that the rings were useful, and even if they could give them to him, they would definitely let him do the task.

So the best way was to get it quietly.

Thinking of this, Jones began to chat with the guests at the first and second tables, diverting their attention by chatting, and then quietly took the rings on the table.

The rings on the ground were easy to deal with. He took out the car keys, which "accidentally" fell to the ground. When looking for the car keys, he picked up the nearby rings.

After some effort, Jones finally found three rings.

He felt relieved and immediately returned to the backyard and came to the heavy wooden door.

He took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door gently.

A low and friendly voice came from the door: "Come in."

Although the voice sounded gentle, it concealed a chilling murderous aura.

Jones politely pushed the door open, and the scene in front of him made his heart tighten.

The lights in the room were dim, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

There were several bloody rings scattered on the table, and the rings were still stained with undried blood, as if they had just been peeled off from the fingers of a living creature.

The corners of the room were filled with unknown pieces of meat, and various sharp knives were hung on the walls, with cold light flashing on the blades.

The terrible thing about the crime was that there was a place in the room covered with red cloth, and there seemed to be something very terrible under the red cloth, exuding a terrifying power.

The boss had his back to the door and was busy dealing with something.

He was breathtakingly tall, with broad shoulders and knotty back muscles. His skin was rough and his neck was covered with a thick layer of scales, which shone coldly in the dim light.

When the boss slowly turned around, Jones saw his face clearly. It was a creepy face.

"What type of enhancement do you need?" The boss's voice was low and hoarse.

Jones suppressed the fear in his heart and said seriously: "I want to pass through the dark tunnel. What kind of ability do I need to pass through?"