Chapter 3178

"Dai Shao, it's me. Are you free now?"

Just when Zhuang Qiang called Dai Yugang, Lin Feng also experienced great terror on the cruise.

After exterminating the ghosts outside, he went into the hull and looked at the cabin. On the mottled wall, there was a big 13, representing the 13th floor.

There is no light, no light source. It's dark inside, but it doesn't affect him. In the dark, you can see that these things look good, but they are covered with beautiful mildew.

Also like moss, floors, walls, furniture, smallpox, these gorgeous marks everywhere.

I don't know where the cold wind comes from. It makes people feel cold all over. The whole floor is only about two meters three. Because there is no light, it looks extremely depressed.

Lin Feng secretly congratulates herself. It seems that the decision to let Zhuang Shushi sleep in advance is extremely correct. Otherwise, she will leave a shadow in her life if she soberly enters this environment.

All of a sudden, a pale arm on smallpox stretched out and fell from the sky quietly, straight to Zhuang Shushi in the deep sleep behind him.

But was invisible force field to block, arm in the air as if blocked by transparent glass, groping around, unable to enter the door.

Lin Feng waved it out like a fly. The surface of the force field vibrated slightly, and the pale arm could no longer maintain its shape. It was like a ripple. With a light sound, it disappeared.

They're just the weakest spirits. Only with the help of the special occasions here can they stay and deal with ordinary people. They're just like flies in front of him.

The whole boat made him feel very special. There was a kind of powerful power that came out vaguely, which made him a little scared, but the power was not aimed at him.

It seems to be an accidental overflow. These spirit bodies only attack the living instinctively. He walks all the way to the 13th floor, which is like a banquet hall with piano, stage, microphone and various musical instruments.

All kinds of tables and chairs are hazy and unreal. They seem to be shrouded in fog.

Lin Feng walked over and was not attacked again. There was a ring in front of him, like a boxing ring.

Behind him, the sound of piano suddenly rang out. In the silent darkness, the piano was lonely and embarrassing. He suddenly turned around, and there was a figure in front of the piano.

Turn around, walk past, figure low head is playing, black hair hangs down, blocked appearance.

Lin Feng clapped his hands and gave a pleasant applause, and walked over.

The player seems to hear it, and finally slowly, slowly raises his head.

A cyan face appeared in front of him, the standard melon face, a blank, no eyes, no nose and mouth, nothing.

But he just can feel that the other party is looking at his own manner, this kind of feeling is like when someone is looking at you behind.

Lin Feng went up and said with the most sincere smile: "little sister, would you like to ask something, is it convenient?"

Suddenly, a small hole appeared on the other side's face which had nothing. The hole was like a mouth. The bigger it was, the bigger it was.

It seems that he wants to swallow them directly. Lin Feng grabs a fireball and pushes it forward. The other side is pushed back by the fireball. Then it expands suddenly and explodes into countless pieces with a bang.

There are pieces of plastic scattered on the ground, but it is a common dummy model. Lin Feng shakes his head helplessly, thinking that when he meets someone who can communicate, it is still a brainless thing.

Behind him, countless figures appeared on the tables and chairs in the banquet hall. They looked at him with angry eyes, like he killed the player and angered the audience.

Lin Feng turned around slowly, and the huge pressure came. He stepped back three steps in a row and went straight to the piano.

His face slightly changed. This is the power of the group. These ghosts know how to join hands. The magnetic fields are superimposed together to form a whole.

It's a bit of a problem. Strangely enough, when he stepped back to the piano and touched the string, he stopped.

Three seconds later, he regained his prestige. This time, he was ready to fight with all his strength, and the first level force field generator sent him to the extreme.

But he could barely resist it. His mind turned quickly and his hand touched the string again

The pressure is gone!

Like the tide receding, this is... Want to listen to music?

Lin Feng probably understood that this was the audience's obsession, and the threat came again three seconds after the sound of the piano.

This time, he didn't pay attention to it any more. Instead, from the beginning to the piano, he stopped the coercion and didn't come back.

The music like gurgling water comes from Zhishan, a nocturne by Chopin, which is quiet and gentle, with a little meditation in it, just like the state of mind of the sleepless in the dead of night.

At the end of the song, the ghosts on the seats dissipated, half of them disappeared in 30 seconds.

However, there is still another half left on the field, still staring at him, it seems not to be enjoyable.

Since this is the case, let's have another ambush. The sound of the zither has changed from the previous insipid and peaceful, lonely shadow to the passionate and shocking one!

Two pieces of music, two different styles, the remaining half of the ghost audience in this passionate music, constantly someone into smoke, slowly disappear. At the end of the last song, there were only about twenty or thirty ghosts, who were still looking at him with great enthusiasm. Nima, is it over or not? My brother's appearance fee is based on Jin. Do you have money to pay. He immediately stood up, and the familiar pressure came to his face. NIMA, as expected, was a dead man with no brain. As soon as he heard that, he immediately turned away. Go to hell! Lin Feng paid no attention to the remaining dozens. Instead of retreating, he strode to the oil tank, where the gasoline turned into oil gas like a whip. Brush the ground, whip across the range of tens of meters, will all the ghosts are cut off, the moment before these extremely vicious ghosts, so quietly disappeared. Not even smoke, this is really disappear, so, insatiable is really looking for death, but you are a person or a ghost. Lin Feng killed the audience and went on. When he passed the challenge arena, he met the pressure of spirit and pushed him to the challenge arena. He turned around and entered the challenge arena. Lingya disappeared immediately. After what he had just met, he probably understood what was going on here. In the final analysis, it is to meet the requirements of these ghosts, let them see a satisfactory performance, and then they can rest in peace. As for those who are insatiable, to kill them all, he looks straight ahead at his opponent, a big man with a paper bag on his head. It looks as high as the cabin. If ordinary people see it, they will be desperate. There are countless shouts around the river, like cheering, like cheering, shouting. The big man with the paper bag suddenly starts and rushes towards him. Lin Feng blows on the left side of the opponent.