Infinite Throne

There were too many exhibits here. Lin Yebai looked at them one by one. He looked at the names first. If he saw something he was interested in, he would take a second look. If he was not interested, he would skip it.

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The miniature models of Minister Xia and the old housekeeper were never found.

He also saw the last ghost story world he entered last night:

No.: 012

Name: Wanhua Building

Year: unknown

Cause: The flower building was destroyed in the war, and many innocent women died in vain. Their grievances were absorbed by the flower building, causing the flower building to mutate. By absorbing the yang energy, it can exist in various forms in hotels, hair salons, clubs, etc.

The souls of brothel girls who have a bad life and remain resentful after death will be taken in by Wanhua Tower. They become its employees, work for Wanhua Tower, and absorb the masculine energy.

Introduction: Don’t pick up the small pieces of paper passed under the door, don’t dial the mysterious number... The place closest to heaven and death is Wanhua Tower.

Scope: hotels, hair salons, inns, clubs, etc.

Danger: four stars

As for the other eight worlds I experienced, they were completely bleak. These stories will disappear from other people's memories.

They had walked around the museum and seen almost all the exhibits.

"We can start making puppets."

When the old housekeeper said this, he bowed slightly and made an invitation gesture:

"Everyone, please."

The forms they filled out were reduced many times and were suspended in the newly-appeared booths like product labels.

"With a drop of blood, they will grow and take shape automatically."

"Will this affect our body?" Qian Shenghua asked.

"If you die, the lights in the booth will go out." The old housekeeper smiled kindly.

"So that's it." Qian Shenghua understood clearly, it was just like the soul lamp in the world of cultivation.

Is it so easy to join the Monster Club? Last night was the hardest step? When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. It's not that easy to deceive me, Qian Shenghua.

Lin Yebai's current mission is still to join the Ghost Story Club, and he guesses that everyone's mission is the same.

Qian Shenghua was the first to draw blood, but when the drop of blood touched the form, it was repulsed. The blood beads exploded, and a loud pig cry came from inside, which shook the entire museum.

Qian Shenghua looked natural and felt very disappointed.

Damn it, the second-level demon beast Red Flame Pig failed!

"Drip your own blood, not pig's blood."

The old housekeeper reminded him with an expressionless face, and his fists hardened.

Then he watched the other three people replace the blood they were about to drip.

? ? ?

These people are so fucking difficult.

The mission requires joining the Kaitan Museum. Now we have a falling out. What should I do if the mission fails? No matter which space you belong to, there will be severe penalties for mission failure.

But the ordinary young man thought of Lin Yebai's teachings. His honest and upright face was full of sincerity and he suggested:

"Does it have to be bloody? We kill this old man, can we just join in?"

"Is it feasible to kill Minister Xia as well and then take over the Minister's position?"

Suddenly everyone turned their attention to ordinary young people.

Good guy, this kid is really tough!

Lin Yebai didn't expect that this young man with a weak sense of presence would say such shocking words.

He did think so, but he didn't say it out loud in his heart. I believe the other two people also thought so.

The old butler's originally stooped waist straightened up, and his eyes were as wide as bells. Why is this so?

Now that I'm still here, can you avoid me and say this again?

Why don't you listen to what other people say, it shouldn't be so outrageous, right?

"I think it's okay." Lin Yebai cut off the old housekeeper's head with a knife.

After leaving the dream world, he was able to use the Wu Sheng Knife.

Even though the old housekeeper's head rolled to the ground, Lin Yebai still didn't receive the notification from the Lord God.

The old housekeeper turned out to be a puppet. There was no blood at the broken part, only wood fragments.

The old housekeeper opened his mouth and coughed twice, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere and asked:

"Can you put my head back on?"

"You little guys are really naughty. For the sake of my survival, I won't argue with you."

"Fist of Light" Qian Shenghua aimed at the old housekeeper's stomach and punched him.

I will protect Brother Lin's dignity!

The old butler's headless body took a few steps, nimbly dodged Qian Shenghua's fist, picked up the head from the ground, and put it on himself.

Qian Shenghua is super invincible and confident:

"The world is declining and morals are declining. People should be more sincere and less clichéd. You obviously know how to put on a show."

"Do you want to quarrel?" The old housekeeper's face was gloomy.

The green-haired young man was holding a bow and arrow, eager to try. The honest young man who gave the devil's advice was always ready to take action, which was not consistent with his honest appearance at all.

Minister Xia walked out of the darkness with slightly cold eyes and asked:

"So you don't want to join the Monster Club?"

"The old butler has been managing many matters of the club. His hard work has paid off, so don't make things difficult for him."

"Drip blood, or be dealt with by me."

"There is no other choice." Minister Xia stood in front of the old housekeeper, his face expressionless and extremely strong.

"Did you?" Qian Shenghua looked at Lin Yebai.

The other two people all turned their attention to Lin Yebai, taking the lead.

"I hope the result will satisfy me." Lin Yebai took the lead in dripping blood at his corresponding booth position.

A small doll with a vague face slowly took shape, its outline resembled that of Lin Yebai, and the other three people followed suit.

"You will definitely be satisfied." Minister Xia's expression softened.

The old housekeeper shook his head and said in a sighing tone:

"Children these days are so naughty that my old arms and legs can't bear it anymore..."

"Okay kids, I'll take you back."

"I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you in advance. Stay here for one night and I will see you off the manor tomorrow." The old butler smiled kindly.

"Okay." Lin Yebai wrote down the way to the museum.

The task now shows that joining the Kaidan Club has been completed. A new task appears:

Mission 3: Leaving Cuckoo Manor

Obviously, they can't leave here easily, and there must be fatal danger hidden in the manor.

Lin Yebai felt that it was related to the Museum of Ghost Stories, and when the blood was dripping, he sensed a threat. If you come to the museum again tonight to take a look, it's best to take the doll out, as the blood cannot fall into the hands of outsiders.

The dinner was indeed sumptuous, and the food looked normal. Lin Yebai put it all into the space and did not eat it.

Everyone remained vigilant. On the surface, they ate happily, but in fact they didn’t put it into their stomachs. To survive to this day, they still have the most basic vigilance.

"Good night, you will definitely have a good dream tonight." Minister Xia held up the red wine glass and expressed his wishes to everyone.

The posture is calm, noble and elegant.

As a result, when he was drinking wine, the handle of the red wine glass in his hand suddenly broke, and the whole glass of wine poured into his face.

"Every day our minister washes his face with red wine. This is a very expensive skin care method..."

The old butler tried to regain his respect.

Others took this opportunity to pour their drinks elsewhere and blew all kinds of rainbow farts from their mouths.

At night, Lin Yebai got up and went out.

The old housekeeper was outside the door, holding a candle and looking at him, with a strange light hidden in his dark eyes.

Seeing Lin Yebai looking at him, the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

Young man, don't you think, I have already guessed that you are dishonest, so I am standing at your door. Are you surprised? Is it surprising?

Wait, Lin Yebai seems to be looking behind him?

Just as the old housekeeper was about to turn his head, a sack fell from the sky and trapped him tightly.

Then another layer of vines appeared, wrapping around the old housekeeper and tucking it into the morning glory.

This is Wang Duotu's special prop, which can isolate him from all detection.

Qian Shenghua made an OK gesture.

He once cooperated with Lin Yebai and used crows to send messages to him. During the day, the four of them reached a consensus and formulated an action plan.

Tonight, Wang Duotu, Qian Shenghua, and ordinary young man Disco stayed at the residence together, trying to hold off Minister Xia as much as possible.

Lin Yebai went to the Ghost Story Museum and took out everyone's dolls.

After the incident was completed, Lin Yebai sent the signal bomb, and then they retreated and reunited after leaving the manor.

Everyone's task now becomes unanimously to leave the Cuckoo Manor and be able to cooperate.

Lin Yebai put on Dark Crow's mask and suddenly transformed into the old butler. He bowed slightly and showed a smile, which was inexplicably kind.

When he deliberately cut off the old housekeeper's body, he cut off a small piece of wood from the joint, which could be used as a disguise.

Qian Shenghua was the first to give a thumbs up, and the other two were not far behind.

The three of them gathered in Lin Yebai's room and started playing cards. Wang Duotu asked Lin Yebai for a breath, and placed a simple disguise prop on the bed to pretend to be Lin Yebai sleeping. You can't tell unless you examine it up close.

Minister Xia didn't notice anything wrong. He was searching relevant books, trying to find out the reason for his inexplicable misfortune. Is there some kind of precious strange story related to bad luck appearing in this world?

The old butler has gone down below to keep an eye on them. If there is any change, the old butler will alert them.

Joining the club doesn't seem to be a dangerous thing, but these people are too vigilant. They don't know what trouble they will cause tonight, which is really troublesome.

Of course, Minister Xia also looks forward to them truly becoming members of the Monster Club.

The more Kaidans join, the stronger they will be, and the strength of the club will also become stronger. These four people all have potential and are worth cultivating. It's just that the process of conquering is a little more troublesome.

Lin Yebai had already disguised himself as an old butler and followed the path during the day to the Museum of Ghost Stories.

Those strange plants twist at night.

The dew on the azaleas turned into a sad and bright red, almost the same as real blood, exuding a hazy sweet fragrance. It should have a hallucinogenic effect, making people feel as if they are in a dream.

It rains during the day, and the dense mist on the flowers turns blood-colored at night, and no matter what building it is, it is covered with a layer of blood.

Such a strange environment made Lin Yebai feel like a fish in water. After transforming into the bloodline of the abyss, the blood lust that had never disappeared became active again at this moment.

He walked in the blood-colored mist, passed countless strange plants, and was able to pass safely while wearing the old butler's vest.

Lin Yebai finally arrived at the entrance of the Ghost Story Museum.

The whole body was covered with blood-colored mist, which was instantly frozen and turned into tiny blood drops. With a slight shake, they were all left outside the door.

He opened the door with a calm attitude.

In the illuminated booth, all the weird people cast their gaze. Those strange stories are all alive, with lively expressions and a bit of boredom. They want to speak, but there is no sound and they cannot express their meaning accurately.

Lin Yebai has found the booth that corresponds to him. The puppet inside has been formed. With eyes closed, it looks exactly like him, with a bit of evil spirit.

Soft cat ears: I can do figurines!

Scallion oil egg noodles: This scene is so atmospheric, I finally found the supernatural atmosphere!

Lin Yebai wanted to put it into the space, but couldn't. He put his puppet into his pocket first, and then went to find Qian Shenghua's puppet.

He originally thought it would be difficult to take it out, or it would trigger the museum's alert, but nothing happened.

The other ghost stories in the museum all showed shocked eyes. Why did the old butler take away the puppets at this time? And took away several of them?

What's more coincidental is that those puppets are about to be formed.

The movements are a little different from the old butler... Unless, he is not the old butler, but the newcomers in disguise during the day!

The ghost stories showed eager and eager eyes, take us away too! ! !

Lin Yebai successfully received this emotion and came up with a bold idea. He silently took out the bag of Jinkela compound fertilizer and looked at the glowing booths.