I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 355

[Chapter 345 Yinshan Village]

The paper daoist walked slowly in front of Bai Liu, and unlike those little paper figurines whose movements were stiff, its movements were smooth and free, like a real person.

At the moment when the paper daoist walked in front of Bai Liu, Bai Liu pushed out Mu Sicheng, followed the footsteps of the paper figurine exactly, and followed closely behind.

Mu Sicheng looked back at Bai Liu with question marks all over his head, gestured and asked, “Why are we following?

Bai Liu replied with a mouth shape: You have seen paper figurines drive away corpses before, and you might be able to find your corpse with them.

The paper Taoist strode forward with his peach sword, as if he had no eyes to see Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng who were following.

After passing through the narrow tomb passage again, a long river about fifty meters wide appeared in front of Bai Liu.

The water in the long river was flowing rapidly, and under the light of the incense burner raised by the paper figurine in front of him, Bai Liu could see the splash of the river water hitting the rocks, and a short white bridge spanned the long river.

The bridge is very low and narrow, and the bridge almost touches the water surface. There are no guardrails on both sides. It feels like everyone on the bridge can touch the water surface when they reach out.

Of course, there was no one on the bridge, only the shadows of some Bai Liu who couldn’t see the specific face for the time being dragged slowly on the bridge.

The closer you get to the long river and bridge, the more Bai Liu can smell a peculiar odor of water. Originally looking at the short white bridge that looked like a rocky texture from a distance, when he walked in, he found that it was just a wall made of oiled paper. On the paper bridge, there are some ghosts walking on tiptoe with dull faces and some black translucent remnants coming and going on the paper bridge.

But these are not the most eye-catching, the most eye-catching is the women on the bridge holding white oil-paper umbrellas, walking gracefully as if walking in the rain.

These women held oil-paper umbrellas with their backs to Bai Liu, wearing white shrouds, swaying the white handkerchiefs in their hands with bare feet, and swaying from the center of the bridge to the end of the bridge, holding the umbrellas and turning around, as if preparing to turn back.

Mu Sicheng was holding his breath waiting for these women to turn around, but these umbrella-supporting women suddenly dropped their umbrellas and jumped into the river.

These women’s face-down corpses floated under the paper bridge. The corpses had long hair spreading in the water and floated motionlessly under the bridge deck, but when the corpses crossed the bridge deck, the corpses became face up.

The face of the corpse was black and puffy with a malicious smile on its face. Two eyes stared at the “people” who were still walking on the bridge, turning left and right to look for something on the bridge. The malicious smile on his face became more and more distorted, and then slowly drifted away.

Not long after, a woman walking with an oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared in the middle of the bridge.

Bai Liu stared at the women walking on the bridge, and soon, he found that these women seemed to be the same group, floating continuously on the bridge and under the river, walking over the bridge again and again, jumping over and over again. Bridge, and then float under the bridge.

Every time they floated under the bridge, the eyes of these women would stare at the bridge, as if they were looking for something.

As they couldn’t find them again and again, the eyes of these women looking at the passers-by on the bridge became more and more resentful and sinister, as if resenting the “people” on the bridge for preventing them from looking.

Mu Sicheng was frightened by these strange women, and quickly pulled Bai Liu’s sleeve: “…what are they doing?”

Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: “You have walked over this bridge once, what are you doing now? Don’t you remember?”

Mu Sicheng was stunned and muttered: “…I don’t remember.”

Bai Liu retracted his gaze: “According to the records of “Maoshan Sorcery”, these women should be ghosts who died on the bridge.”

Mu Sicheng Ask: “What is the ghost of the bridge?”

Bai Liu looked at the women holding paper umbrellas: “It is said that in ancient times, when the husband left home, the women in the family would go to the bridge every day with umbrellas to guard, no matter the weather, waiting for The husband returns home, but if it is not the good news of the husband returning home, but the mourning news, some women will jump off the bridge and be buried in grief.”

At this time, Mu Sicheng looked at these women with sympathy: “So are they looking for their husbands to return home?”

“It should be.” Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng’s sympathetic eyes, “Dying in The grievances of the floating corpses under the bridge are very strong. The ghosts of the corpses will circulate around the bridge for generations, always guarding the bridge and waiting for their husbands. If they can’t find their husbands, they will kill all the men who cross the bridge. Pull me into the water.”

Mu Sicheng exclaimed in shock: “Why pull me into the water! I’m not her husband!”

Bai Liu nodded calmly: “Yeah, people know that, so if they find out that you are not their husband after pulling me into the water, they will recognize the wrong person because of the wrong person. Drowning you alive in grief, then throwing you aside and continuing to wait for your husband.”

Mu Sicheng: “…”

“Shit!” Mu Sicheng reacted, he grabbed Bai Liu and frowned, “There are ghosts in the bridge. Isn’t it very dangerous for you, a living person, to cross this bridge?”

Bai Liu’s eyes darkened: “Yes, the ghosts in the bridge are also among the most dangerous ghosts in the records of “Maoshan Sorcery”.

” The grievances of the bridge ghosts cannot be hedged, they can only be dispelled. If there is no talisman that can be disguised as their husbands, once they find out that we are just two strange men, we will definitely be dragged off the bridge together, drowned alive, trapped. It’s in the loop above and below the bridge.”

Mu Sicheng’s back was chilled when he heard it: “Then do you have a talisman in disguise?”

Bai Liu paused: “No, it’s a positive talisman, called a [pseudo-personal talisman]. It’s not in my book of sorcery.”

“Then we won’t cross the bridge, go back and count…” Before Mu Sicheng could finish his words, he suddenly twitched and trembled a few times. Lying on the ground, his eyes were red, and he charged towards Bai Liu with bared teeth and grins!

On the other side, in the tomb.

Kong Xuyang, who had a [pseudo-personal amulet] on his head, held a candlestick and chatted with Yang Zhi, who also had a false-personal amulet next to him, “Then Bai Liu will probably die in the tomb, right?”

Yang Zhi nodded and said yes, and gave Kong Xuyang a thumbs up with unconcealed praise on his face: “Of course, Brother Kong, you are really high, you are really high, and you brought them directly into the tomb.”

Kong Xuyang He pretended to be impatient and waved Yang Zhi’s hand: “How high is this, a road talisman is just for the Yin Corpse to lead them a way, mainly because Bai Liu likes to kill himself, and he dares to rush into the tomb without anything. , isn’t this courting death?”

“His own tactical style is willing to risk his own death. Can this be considered high for me? Isn’t this all set off by the opponent?”

Kong Xuyang sighed and clapped the lamp dust on his hands, and pretended to sigh. “Of course, I still hope that Bai Liu can struggle to live for a while, otherwise, just watching us push the monsters all the way, it’s too easy to win this game, there’s no point to watch, and the attention won’t increase, how can I earn popularity?”

Yang Zhi Lian nodded and was quite emotional: “I watched Bai Liu’s game before, and I thought he was very good, but I didn’t expect you to go back and forth in your hands.”

Kong Xuyang sneered: “Amazing? A real laid-off. Employee, loser, can you compare with me?”

“However, Bai Liu won the first place in the Rising Star and the first place in the King’s Ranking by his strength.” Yang Zhi gave an example of Bai Liu’s achievements without noticing Kong Xuyang’s His face sank, “I didn’t expect to lose so easily…”

“Are you finished?” Kong Xuyang gave Yang Zhi a sullen look.

It was only then that Yang Zhi realized that he seemed to have poked Kong Xuyang’s sore foot, and quickly sought to make up for it: “But you can’t compare with Brother Kong!”

But after speaking, Yang Zhi felt a little guilty, because Kong Xuyang never won the first place in the king list. .

Kong Xuyang was pressed by hearts the year before, and last year by spades. This year, he finally saw that he could take it once, but was taken away by Bai Liu who rushed out of thin air.

Kong Xuyang sneered, ignoring Yang Zhi, and went deeper into the tomb holding the candlestick.

From time to time, they walked past women holding oil-paper umbrellas, ghosts crawling on the ground, and brides with veils on their heads, but Kong Xuyang and the others seemed to be in a no-man’s land, wandering through these ghosts recklessly, and these ghosts On the contrary, it didn’t hurt them, and the women wearing oil-paper umbrellas came back to hold umbrellas for them.

It was not until they were sent to a new tomb that the woman turned around and walked slowly away with an umbrella, leaving footprints covered with water on the ground of the tomb.

Yang Zhi looked at the woman who was walking away, and patted his heart in fear: “This [pseudo-personal amulet] is really powerful, the bridge ghosts directly treat us as their husbands, and even give us umbrellas.”

“If not This [pseudo-character]…” Yang Zhi seemed to remember something terrible and shivered.

Kong Xuyang also had a sullen face, but he cursed in a vicious voice: “These women are so crazy, the last time I passed this book, I almost broke the hands of these ghosts, damn, once I found out about Laozi If

it’s not their men, I’ve become their enemy, a bunch of bastards!”

Yang Zhi had a lingering fear: “Yeah, and there is only one weakness recorded in the book of ghosts and monsters, that is their husbands! If it wasn’t for Brother Kong last time, you were in time. We found the [pseudo-personal amulet] from Maoshan’s book, and we will all die in their hands!”

“Dead bitch.” Kong Xuyang cursed wickedly, but he didn’t know what to think, the expression on his face was soothing. down.

Kong Xuyang sneered: “Didn’t I want to kill Lao Tzu last time? This time, I’ll follow you honestly and hold an umbrella for me.”

Yang Zhi rubbed his hands in a wicked way and laughed twice, “Brother Kong, what you ordered, maybe These women can still…”

Kong Xuyang interrupted Yang Zhi with a disgusting wave: “Your taste is too heavy!”

Yang Zhi changed the subject wisely: “How far do you think Bai Liu and the others can go in the tomb?”

Kong Xuyang listened At this point, I became interested again: “We have already walked through this tomb once, and the most dangerous are the thirty or so brides in the wedding hall, the bridge ghosts, and those zombies.”

“Of course the most terrifying thing is the Taoist priest in the main tomb.” Kong Xuyang said that his expression became more solemn, “That thing is at least a monster with a face value of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and we must not wake that thing up, otherwise we will all have to Die.”

“After the first seven days, within two days, the zombie will start to wake up after sucking enough yin energy from the last batch of villagers in Yinshan Village, and after it wakes up, it will start to slaughter the village. There is no way to stop it.” “Last time, as soon as we logged out of the game with the front foot, the Taoist priest killed all the remaining players with the back foot.”

“Many of those players were members of the Great Guild, and they resisted in front of the Taoist priest. They have no strength.”

Yang Zhi remembered that the Taoist priest was also sullen: “It’s okay, as long as Bai Liu is dead, the game will be over, they can’t support the ghosts of the bridge.”

“I hope Bai Liu and the others can hold on for a while longer, so that the game will be over.

The game will last a while longer. After all, Bai Liu is said to have a lot of spectators who support him, and these viewers probably want to watch Bai Liu for a while.” Kong Xuyang shrugged his shoulders regretfully, but the malicious smile on his face became bigger and bigger, “I This person, he has always been willing to satisfy the wishes of the audience.”

“But if Bai Liu really can’t even play with a bunch of abandoned women holding umbrellas for me, and I don’t know the audience who supports him, what will they think when they see this scene? ”

Yang Zhi complimented: “How can they support Bai Liu? Naturally, they are here to support you, Brother Kong!”