Warden

Lucian came outside an abandoned yard. There was a "For Sale" sign hanging on the mailbox. The weeds in the railings had spread to the roadside and had not been trimmed for a long time.

"Haunted house? I like it."

Lucian followed the devil's breath and found this place. It was obvious that this was a haunted house.

Haunted houses are often populated by evil spirits, but there may also be evil spirits possessed by demons.

Lucian glanced around to make sure no one noticed here.

"nothingness."

Lucian disappeared on the spot.

"This tastes too..."

In the haunted house, Lucian emerged from invisibility. Because his sense of smell was so enhanced, the musty smell in the haunted house gave him a headache.

"Pretend to be a normal person."

"Squeak!"

A door next to it suddenly opened by itself, and a ball as big as a basketball rolled out.

"Good guy, you started to welcome me as soon as you came in?"

Lucian knelt down and picked up the sphere.

It's a puppet's head.

One eye is missing.

Lucian knocked the puppet on the head.

"Hollow."

Holding his head and walking into the room with the door open, Lucian found an open wardrobe with a life-size mannequin inside.

"Who takes the time to put puppet mannequins in the closet?"

Lucien walked to the closet and wanted to put the puppet's head on top of the body.

But he found that his body was just a distance away from him, which meant that he had to stand in the closet to put it right up.

"It's really interesting. Is this going to start?"

Lucian guessed the room's tricks and decided to play them along.

"Hey, I'll be kind enough to help you put your head on."

Lucian held the puppet's head and stood in the closet. The faint musty smell made Lucian frown.

A breeze brushed the back of Lucian's neck.

Just as Lucian stuck the puppet's head onto the mannequin, the wardrobe behind him suddenly closed on its own.

"Who?"

Lucian trembled, turned around quickly, and gently pushed the closed closet door.

boom!

Both doors crashed to the floor.

"Uh......"

Lucian swore that he really didn't use any force.

Maybe the door is too weak.

I wanted to try my best to cooperate with their performance, but my own strength did not allow me to continue.

Lucian looked back at the puppet model in the closet, and his misplaced head had just turned halfway.

He misplaced it on purpose, waiting for the puppet model to turn its head.

Unexpectedly, the plan could not keep up with the change.

I guess the puppet himself is confused, right?

"I go first."

After waving at the puppet model, Lucian left the bedroom.

Returning to the living room on the first floor, Lucian's nose twitched.

"The smell has gotten stronger."

Of course, the smell Lucian was talking about did not refer to the musty smell in the room, but to the demonic smell that existed in this room.

There is indeed a demon in this room.

With the answer he was looking forward to, Lucian was no longer in a hurry to leave.

Today I am going to kill myself in this room and let them surround me.

Lucian would run wherever trouble was likely to occur.

Lucian followed the smell and came to a door sealed with two white strips, because the smell of demons was more obvious here.

"Oh?"

Lucian casually pulled open the two white slips and pushed the door open.

It was cold and damp, and in front of me was a staircase leading underground.

"Step, step."

Lucian heard footsteps appearing behind him.

"Would you like to go down and have a look?"

Lucian said to himself.

At this moment, the owner of the footsteps behind him suddenly accelerated and came behind Lucian.

"Crack!"

Crackling sounded.

Lucian turned around and saw a masked man in black rubber clothing staring at the handle with only the handle in his hand.

There was a pile of blade fragments scattered on the floor under their feet.

"I'm sorry, why don't you try another knife again, such as a bone-crushing knife, a kitchen knife, or a samurai sword? It's very powerful."

Lucian said sincerely to the masked man in rubber clothing.

The masked man was in a mess.

Why did you not care about me suddenly appearing in front of you and stabbing you with a knife, but instead advised me to change my knife?

Did I get the wrong script, or did I meet a colleague who ruined the scene?

"Go to hell!"

The masked man let out a female scream and grabbed Lucian's neck with both hands.

She wanted to strangle Lucian to death.

Lucian frowned, why didn't this girl use her strength?

Is she massaging herself?

"Try hard. Even if you give me a massage, it's not like this?"

The masked man pressed harder.

"Forget it, stop moving, I'll do it myself."

Lucian locked his hands on the masked man's and slowly moved around his neck.

"It's a massage. If you want to do this, you can't use brute force."

The masked man struggled hard, but found that it was useless.

"The smell suddenly became stronger?"

Lucian felt that the air around him was a little heavy, and the smell of demons seemed to surround him.

"Is something big coming?"

There was a crunching sound, and Lucian looked up.

A puppet with four arms and eight legs crawls on the ceiling, with three heads.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Patton in a long time."

Lucian saw the puppet man crawling on the ceiling, and felt a little nostalgic for Patton, the human-demon Spider-Man in prison.

[You are cursed by the Murder House. 】

[You are cursed by the puppet man. 】

[You are cursed by the devil. 】

[Because you have top magic resistance, the curse is not effective on you. 】

After reading the instructions on the auxiliary device, Lucian suddenly became curious about the effect of the curse.

"Can you tell me the effect of the other party's curse?"

Waited a few seconds.

[The Curse of the Murder House: If you die in the Murder House, your soul will be sealed here after death. You cannot leave the Murder House. Even if you are killed, you will be reborn indefinitely. 】

[The Curse of the Puppet Man: After your death, your soul cannot be released, and your body will be made into a living puppet. 】

[Devil's Curse: After your death, your body will be sealed in a rubber suit, and your soul will also be sealed. 】

"Good guy."

The appearance of the puppet made Lu Xi'an understand the other party's purpose.

Emotions are here to steal business.

"This world is so dangerous. You can bump into two evil spirits just by taking a few steps."

When the puppet man saw that his rubber coat was shriveled, his monotonous puppet face actually made a mocking expression.

"Jie Jie Jie."

The puppet man felt that the opportunity was too good to miss and pounced on Lucian's head.

Lucian reached out and pushed in the direction of the puppet.

"Don't come here!"

boom!

The puppet's face pressed against Lucian's palm, and then... his head was grabbed, and his body flew out and hit the table in the living room.

The body fell apart instantly, and the arms, two other heads, and legs all fell to the ground.

"Oh, I told you not to come over."

As far as Lucian looked, a wisp of soul flew out of the puppet man's body.

"Don't worry, let's look around and see if there's anything else interesting in this room."

Lucian glanced at the rubber coat and pushed it away with a slap.

The rubber jacket fell to the ground.

"I'll go first, you play slowly by yourself."

Lucian headed towards the second floor.

He wanted to see how many ghosts and demons were hidden in this murder house. They must not be allowed to harm the world again. So many guys who invaded the earth must be eliminated!