I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 375

[Chapter 365 Yinshan Village]

Yang Zhi buried his head in the digging, he raised his hand in embarrassment to wipe the mud on his face, and handed the pile of almanacs that had accumulated in his hand to Kong Xuyang, and asked anxiously, “Brother Kong, I just dug this out, you see. What’s going on?”

Kong Xuyang took the almanac and quickly browsed it:

“…the year of Gengzi, the month of Gengchen, the day of Guihai, the twenty-first day of the third month, the young people from the family gathered to worship their ancestors, and they were determined to participate in A group, known for righteousness, went on the road to fight ghosts from all directions, wives, daughters and parents shed tears beside the bridge, kneeling and begging the gods of heaven and earth to bless my Yinshan village man to return home…”

“The year of Gengzi, the month of Xinsi, the day of Xinchou, On the first day of the fifth lunar month, there was a war in Beijing, the sound of cannons rumbled, the sound of gunshots piercing, and it was heard hundreds of miles away, and all the relatives at home were worried, praying day and night in the ancestral halls and temples…”

“Xinsi month, Yisi day, early May Fifth, during the Dragon Boat Festival, no women make rice dumplings, no old people are happy, and no children play, all of them sit sadly at the entrance of the village guarding a covered cloth to return home.

This person is named Wang Wu, and there are eight in his thirties. There is a son and two daughters, who are honest people. They help their relatives and neighbors to harvest wheat. The wife is crying in front of the corpse. It was broken and could not be collected.”

“Wang Wuyi’s son and two daughters shook the corpse and shouted blankly, Wang Wu should not.”

“…On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, the corpses returned to the group, with white faces on a wooden frame and placed at the entrance of the village, Everyone in the village stood in front of the corpse and remained silent. No one came forward to open a cloth to recognize the corpse. My name, the tears were unstoppable, and I fainted in front of the corpse…”

”

On the 23rd of May, all the young people in Yinshan Village returned, but no one survived.

” Most of the corpses are incomplete, and according to the custom, they do not enter the ancestral tomb, but they are buried at the foot of the opposite mountain. The widow holds the tablet, and the children weep before their children.

…

“On the 20th of the seventh month, all the righteous people died, and foreign ghosts were rampant. They went to the capital without stopping, burning, killing, looting, committing all evils, burning smoke, and the Yinshan Village was faintly visible.

” Day, descend.”

“On the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, there were rumors in Beijing that the court and foreign ghosts discussed matters. In order to show the sincerity of the discussion, they handed over the village where the person involved and their relatives were located to the evil ghosts, and allowed them to slaughter, rape, murder, loot and station. By default, he can continue to march inward, cede territory, punish the mob, and show his sincerity.”

“In Yinshan Village, there are only women and children, the old and the weak, and there is no resistance. In grief, they would rather die than be humiliated, and all the young and strong survived. The bridge martyred her husband and died with an umbrella in her hands.” “I

‘d rather be a ghost under the bridge than a bitch in front of the court.”

…

“What kind of mess is this?!” Kong Xuyang became more and more angry as he looked at it. Does it matter, is there?”

Yang Zhi glanced at the increasing number of ghosts blocked by the zombies, couldn’t help trembling, his face was pale, and he didn’t even dare to shake his head to Kong Xuyang too obviously, for fear Annoyed him: “No, no more.”

“If there is no more, hurry up and dig!” Kong Xuyang kicked Yang Zhi’s head, his face congested with anger.

Mu Sicheng, who was next to him, watched this scene, and couldn’t help but sneered sarcastically: “Only a fool would blow his teammates out.”

Kong Xuyang’s temple jumped on his forehead, and he walked over and raised his hand to give Mu Sicheng a knife, but Halfway through, he saw the fangs at the corner of Mu Sicheng’s mouth and stopped again.

Mu Sicheng has now become a zombie after being poisoned with corpse poison. If he walks over to Mu Sicheng desperately to give him a bite, he will be the one who suffers.

His energy is almost exhausted now, and he can no longer control the zombie guarding Mu Sicheng to bite him to death. He can only simply let the zombie watch over Mu Sicheng…

and if the zombie bites him again If Mu Sicheng doesn’t die, if Mu Sicheng’s spirit value falls below 20 and he doesn’t die, more troublesome things will happen.

Prioritize things, don’t waste your energy, look for Huang Li first!

Kong Xuyang’s raised hand paused for a moment, he took a deep breath, then slammed his hand down again, turned around and pinned the yellow calendars to his waist, squatted down, and continued to dig graves with Yang Zhi.

Mu Sicheng looked at the Huang Li on Kong Xuyang’s waist, the monkey’s paw that was cut behind him by the zombie moved, and he let out a long breath slowly.

Just now he tried to provoke Kong Xuyang to come over and steal the yellow calendar from his waist. He didn’t expect that Kong Xuyang, this idiot, would be sober at this time.

Mu Sicheng glanced darkly at the copper wall surrounded by zombies. Although it was shaking slightly under the encirclement of ghosts, it still seemed that it could not be shaken in a short time.

Kong Xuyang was right, this trump card he hid can last him until he finds all the almanacs.

If Huang Li hides the key to this game as Bai Liu said, wouldn’t it mean that Kong Xuyang really won as he said?

Moreover, Bai Liu and these ghosts are all outside the wall, and I don’t know how long Bai Liu will be able to hold on…

The fangs around Mu Sicheng’s mouth are getting longer and longer, his face is a cyan color close to a corpse, and his breathing becomes rapid. the distance between him and Kong Xuyang.

This distance can be filled with a burst of rush, that is, he can suddenly rush to make a surprise attack, steal the Huang Li on Kong Xuyang’s waist and throw it outside the zombie wall.

But if he forcibly rushed over, the zombie behind Mu Sicheng would definitely play him again, and Kong Xuyang would be furious and would definitely kill him. Under the double offensive of the zombie and Kong Xuyang, Mu Sicheng felt that he It won’t take long to burp.

…I just don’t know if Bai Liu could decipher it in time, find the secret of the Taoist zombie, and come to save him.

With so many steps, he knew that it was definitely too late to cooperate, and he would probably be cold if he was too hard.

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath—

But for some unknown reason, when he thought that the person outside was Bai Liu, no matter how outrageous the operation was, he still felt that he could

————take a gamble!

Mu Sicheng stared at Kong Xuyang’s waist, Huang Li, took a deep breath, lowered his body, flashed his right paw, rushed over and scratched at Kong Xuyang’s waist, almost at the same time, the zombies behind him followed closely. The body shook with an afterimage, and with his mouth open, he was about to bite Mu Sicheng’s back fiercely.

Kong Xuyang’s reaction was also very fast. Before the anger in his eyes surfaced, the short knife in his hand lined up in a backhand line, blocking it from his waist and swinging out, swinging away Mu Sicheng’s outstretched claws.

But what Kong Xuyang didn’t expect was that Mu Sicheng didn’t turn over to block the zombies behind him as he expected, but ignored it and grabbed Kong Xuyang’s short knife with his right paw and pulled it forward, pulling Kong Xuyang in front of him.

In Kong Xuyang’s stunned and unpredictable eyes, Mu Sicheng was bitten by the zombie behind him fiercely on his back, and then used his left hand to hook Huang Li from Kong Xuyang’s waist, and also pulled away the unresponsive. Yang Zhigang threw the yellow calendar out of the graveyard in a ball, and said sharply, “Bai Liu, the yellow calendar is out!”

The zombies behind Mu Sicheng bit him so hard that he choked and choked. of bruising.

From the place where he was bitten by the zombie, the corpse poison was continuously injected into Mu Sicheng’s body, and his complexion declined in an instant.

Mu Sicheng rested his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, a rotten smell came out of his breath, his eyes were black, his fangs were about to touch his jaw, and a thirsty roar came from his throat.

Kong Xuyang watched helplessly as the Huang Li he had collected so hard was thrown out by Mu Sicheng, so angry that every muscle on his face was shaking uncontrollably. It was about to pierce Mu

Sicheng’s heart ruthlessly: “Mu Sicheng—!!”

The tip of the short knife stabbed Mu Sicheng’s back, but it seemed to be stabbed on some tough animal leather, and could no longer penetrate it. Also hit a roll.

Kong Xuyang’s movements stopped, and his face suddenly changed.

Oops!

After being bitten twice in a row, Mu Sicheng’s spirit value dropped by twenty!

[System Warning: Player Mu Sicheng’s spirit value has dropped to 17, and he has entered a state of madness on the panel!

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Mu Sicheng slowly raised his scarlet eyes, twisted his head, turned his shoulders a few times, rubbed his fists, and stood up against the zombie that was biting him on his back, and he swayed and became longer and longer. The two monkey claws of the man looked down at Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi who kept retreating, and raised their eyebrows slowly:

“No wonder Bai Liu left me here and didn’t rush to save me at all.”

“So this game still has this kind of madness. Set.” Mu Sicheng stretched out his tongue and licked away the blood stains on his mouth, with red light looming in his eyes, cracked his mouth and smiled evilly, “It’s really interesting, I like it.”

Kong Xuyang’s voice was sharp and ear-piercing, and he made a palm with one hand: ” The

zombies are back! Protect me!”

The wall of zombies that surrounded Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi quickly shrank inwards.

These zombie walls were being beaten by Mu Sicheng while they were shrinking. They barely managed to shrink to half. The specifications were already incomparable with the previous ones. Kong Xuyang’s face was pale, and he had no blood at all. These zombies resisted, coughed two mouthfuls of blood, and urged Yang Zhi weakly: “Quick, dig quickly!”

Yang Zhiqiang couldn’t bear to look out, and digging graves wholeheartedly, his eyes were red, his breathing was short, and his subordinates worked hard, digging under the compulsion of survival. Go fast.

There is no point in doing anything now, only digging graves can end the game quickly!

Yang Zhiqiang calmed himself down, swung his arms to the left and right to open his bow, and dug two graves together. As a result, when the two graves were half dug, Yang Zhi noticed something was wrong.

The burial objects in this tomb include all kinds of incomplete and exquisite ancient gold and silver jewelry and Chinese-style porcelain. In the middle is a lambskin diary with good specifications. It is not a calendar, and the diary is not written in brush characters, but English alphabet.

Yang Zhi dug a few more times in doubt, and saw a Western-style hexagonal coffin. He lifted the lid of the coffin and glanced at the grave. After a few steps, he pointed his finger into the coffin, and said in a trembling voice, “Kong, Brother Kong, look at the people in the coffin…”

Kong Xuyang followed Yang Zhi’s fingers, looked into the coffin subconsciously, and froze.

Inside the coffin lay two corpses dressed in foreign clothes. The two corpses wore foreign clothes and were lined with Taoist robes. The strange thing is their faces.

The faces of the two corpses were exactly the same as Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang.

Yang Zhi was so frightened that he stepped back, and there was a cry in his voice: “Brother Kong, what’s going on?! How can there be a corpse that looks like us here!”

Kong Xuyang stared at the The faces of the two corpses were blue and white for a while, and they muttered to themselves:

“The tomb robber who stole the things of Yinshan Village a hundred years later, the fake foreign devil who robbed the things of Yinshan Village a hundred years ago…”

“The words of the Taoist priest of Maoshan sorcery who was guarding the Yinshan Village. , then Maoshan’s decent warlock should be…”

Between the light and the fire, everything was connected in Kong Xuyang’s mind, and he suddenly opened the Maoshan Taoism that he had stolen from the back of the temple, and there was nothing from the beginning to the end. Seeing some notes, Kong Xuyang suddenly thought of something, folded the book upright and looked to the side.

On the side page is written in English:

[On April 17, 1901, two masters were specially invited to assist us in breaking Yinshan Village with decent techniques, and I would like to thank them afterwards].