I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 442

[Chapter 432 The Evil God Festival · Boathouse]

Beiyuan leaned on Bai Liu’s shoulder and controlled his cry. He took a deep breath and said, “…I won’t delay you anymore? You have to go to the Luming Shrine on the mountain to practice dancing after a break.”

After speaking, Beiyuan Kneeling and walking back? Take two steps back, lowered your head and folded your hands in front of your forehead and slowly bowed down, with a slightly trembling tone:

“Bai Liu, if you are really the heir of the evil god? If your dance can really convey In front of Lord Heretic God? Then I implore you to ask him to choose Xiaokui as a sacrifice this time!”

“I can hold on for another two years, but Xiaokui really can’t hold it anymore?”

Beiyuan’s tone Some choked up, and then quickly raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, bowed to Bai Liu, took off his hem clothes, and took off the “Notice of Cultivation in the Sorrow Room” posted on the inside of the door. ], closed the door of the Japanese room, and walked away mournfully.

Bai Liu retracted and looked at the door that Beiyuan had closed when he left, and his eyes slowly moved to the picture of the waves facing him.

Horror games, especially Japanese-style horror games, usually have clues to the decorations in the narrow interior, especially the innermost room, where the inner wall is not connected to the outer Japanese room.

Bai Liu got up and reached out to touch the shrine-style boat that was thrown up by the waves on the picture of the waves. His fingertips carefully checked the decoration of the boat inch by inch, and finally stopped on the boat and was covered by half. On the reverse cross.

He clicked and settled his fingertips on this place, then took off the painting and found the spot on the wall that had been marked before.

Bai Liu calmly pointed his fingers against the wall and pressed down hard.

A depression quickly appeared on the wall, and then the place where the picture was bound flipped over, from a tiled wall to a picture-frame-sized, built-in shrine.

In the middle of the shrine is a mahogany statue with incomparable carvings.

This statue is a few years old. The mahogany on the knees and shoulders has turned black because it has been rubbed with love. It is dressed in a similar style to Bai Liu, but if you look closely, it needs to be more complicated and exquisite. .

The clear, long and wide hem of the hunting robe hangs down on the slender ankles of the idols, which are randomly placed in overlapping positions. The ankles are engraved with chains that have been painted with gold powder and then faded. The rippling sea is underfoot.

The statue lowered its head slightly, sitting loosely on the raised eaves of the worship hall, holding an unclearly engraved book in both hands, as if reading it carefully, with a hand rubbed around the top of his face. The knotted rope looked like hemp rope, and a soft and fluttering white imperial guard rice paper was passed through the rope, covering his face.

On the rice paper, two words were written with a brush—[No? Wish].

Further forward, there is an incense burner that is slowly rising in the shrine. With the slight wind in the Japanese room, the imperial guard rice paper covered on the surface of the god statue and the smoke rising straight from the incense burner sway slightly, a clear and pleasant feeling. The sandalwood scent spreads out.

Bai Liu’s gaze stopped on the wood-carved book in the statue’s hand, and paused slightly.

The pages of this book are torn apart, and they appear to be the kind of lines that have been glued together after being roughly torn by someone’s hands.

In Bai Liu’s memory, there is a book that fits this texture. That book is called “Slender Ghost Murder? True Record”.

When Sheeta was sunk into the pond, Bai Liu put the book in Sheeta’s arms, and the book should have floated away with Sheeta…

But now it appears in Now? In the hands of this deity, contact the subject of this dungeon again…

This deity is likely to be Sheeta.

One of the old evil god offerings in the game.

Bai Liu took a step forward without hesitation, and reached out to lift the imperial guard rice paper covering the statue.

At the moment when the royal guard rice paper was stroked up by Bai Liu, the ocean wave map that was unloaded by Bai Liu and placed on the ground suddenly made a huge sound of waves, and a violent sea breeze blew out from inside, knocking Bai Liu out. His hunting clothes blew and covered his eyes.

The violent storms and undulating waves rushed out of the painting, instantly swept away the white willow standing in front of the shrine, and were involved in the painting.

After the wind and rain subsided, I don’t know what was on the ground? When did it hang on the wall? Except for the big boat on the ocean wave picture, I don’t know what? When it disappeared, everything was restored to its original state. , The strong winds, waves, and torrential rain that had suddenly appeared before dissipated without a trace.

There was no one person in the room, only the wooden sign of [Misune White Six] hanging on the side of the door and the sandalwood in the room.

[System prompt: Player? Bai Liu triggers the main storyline (Old Evil God Spirit Sacrifice) Collection Branch]

In a violent dizziness that can shake people, Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him was a dark cabin, and he could vaguely see the outlines of the bunks and the people sleeping on them. In his ears, there was the sound of seasick vomiting, and the hysterical collapse and crying of some children.

“I want to go back!!!”

“I want to stay in the orphanage! I don’t want to come here!!”

“The people who bought us? They are all lunatics who abuse children! Let us off the boat!!”

Bai Liu looked at his hand, Compared to before, he became slender and shorter. He lowered his head and looked at his figure. It was not too short before, and he could straighten his legs when sleeping on such a narrow boat bed.

From a rough estimate of his height, he should be only sixteen or seventeen years old now.

Bai Liu moved his body, he found that his hands and feet were tightly bound together, tied to the foot of the bed on the side of the bed, his body rose and fell violently with the waves tossing the boat, but he did not show any signs of it. Can’t move.

A flash of lightning pierced the night sky, and the light entered the cabin, Bai Liu finally saw clearly what kind of environment he was in.

The narrow beds on the upper, lower, middle and third floors in the cabin were densely slept with children with pale faces, ranging in age from seventeen to eighteen years old. These children, like him, had their hands tied together and tied to one of the beds. On the side, some huddled into a ball and cried softly, some were numb and motionless, and some were seasick and vomiting.

Like sleeping behind Bai Liu? This.

“Gret–!” The other party has been retching, and after retching, he is coughing and wheezing again, probably because he didn’t eat anything? Weak enough to die?

“If you get seasick, it’s better not to think about running away.” Bai Liu said in a light voice, “Escape from here, you can’t escape from the sea, no matter where you go in the sea, you have to take a boat.”

Bai Liu The man behind him who was struggling carefully and vigorously stopped moving, and after a long time, he said hoarsely: “My name is Cang Tai, what is your name?”

“Bai Liu. ” Bai Liu replied.

The other party was a little surprised: “You are the Bai Liu they said?”

Bai Liu paused: “You know me?

” Child, each of us has discussed your business.”

“My business?” Bai Liuwei raised his eyebrows slightly, “What did I do? It is something that you all need to discuss in this environment. Is it?”

Cang Tai paused, hesitated, and then spoke in a low voice?: “They said you killed a child named Sheeta in the Charity Welfare Home? And you pushed it? In the pond, is that true? ?”

Bai Liu Yijing’s tone was completely light when he spoke. He continued: “As one of the protagonists of this story, can I be fortunate enough to understand the beginning and end of this circulating story?”

“Did you not kill anyone? Are they talking nonsense?” Cang Tai shrank back and got closer? Bai Liu whispered to him, “The version I heard was this, They said that you were a very strange child when you were in the Charity Welfare Institute. Since you were a child, you have liked to play with all kinds of weird things, and you have also played with many small animals.”

Bai Liu asked back, “For example?”

Cang Tai began to recall: “Kittens, bunnies, hamsters and all, they say you’ll peel the skin off the little animal and put it in the cutest page of any kind of fairy tale book, usually a fairy tale Everyone gets the happiness page.”

“By the time these kids open the book and see the last page happily, these bloody animal furs will fall out and put those The child was so frightened that he screamed and ran around the house, and you tilted your head beside you and laughed.”

Bai Liu paused subtly, and a certain point in his memory that had been covered up by him was touched by him. , suddenly appeared a strange and familiar memory.

It seems that a long time ago, when he and Sheta were cleaning the library, he did talk about whether to play a prank on the other people in the orphanage, but in the end, Sheta flatly stopped him.

Sheeta looked at him with those silver-blue pupils and asked softly, “You wouldn’t do this.”

“Why? I wouldn’t?” Bai Liu squinted and asked back.

Xie Ta was quiet and said, “Because I have seen Bai Liu who would do this.”

“You are not that Bai Liu.”

“There are other Bai Liu in this world besides me?” Approaching Sheeta interestingly, “You don’t seem to be very? You like this Bai Liu.”

Sheta lowered her eyes: “I don’t like it? I don’t like it.”

“He and I are designed to have a natural competitive relationship, and he is born with a desire to chase desires, and will want to draw energy frantically from all powerful people, things, and even monsters he can see and convert it into money. Or something of value.”

Bai Liu commented: “Sounds like me?”

Sheeta raised her eyes: “You are different.”

“He will…? Me, but you won’t.”

Sheta said The word in the middle, Bai Liu can only remember the mouth shape, because the ball outside suddenly hit the window, cracked the window, and covered the sound of Scheta.

Afterwards, when Bai Liu asked again, Sheeta looked away, said nothing, and stopped answering him.

Cang Tai continued: “Afterwards, what you did became more and more extreme. At that time, you paid special attention to a child named Xieta in the orphanage, who was also a very strange child. He liked to be alone? Watch quietly. Scary drawings of all kinds.”

“You’d be watching him a lot, stalking him, but Scheta didn’t seem to care about you, never cared about anything you did.”

“Once you went around teaching? Looking for Sheeta in the hall, Sheta is often there alone? Reading, that day, you stood quietly behind Sheeta? For a long time, Sheta seems to be reading a book? Thin and long…”

Cang Tai Suddenly it got stuck: “What did they say? Come on, it’s a long book title…”

Bai Liu added in a light tone: “”The Slender Ghost Murder? Record”.”

“That’s right! That’s the name! Cang was too excited to continue talking smoothly. “They said you killed Scheta that night and brought back a blood-stained copy of “Slender Ghost Murder? True Record”. Alone? Sitting on the edge of the bed, humming a little tune, and reading this book for one night, scaring the person next to you?”

“And then? The person who lives with you? There’s a daring kid asking if you really killed Scheta?”

When Cang Tai talked about this, he swallowed nervously and spit: “You raised your head and looked at him with a smile, there was blood all over your face, and you said yes, I killed him?”

“That child broke down. ?, ask, why did you want to kill Sheeta? He didn’t do anything to hurt you!”

“Then? You said—” Sota’s voice became trembling, “You said… ”

—[Because I also wanted to read the book “The Slender Ghost Murder? True Record”, so I stood behind Scheta? After waiting for a long time, when he turned his head and invited me to read the book with him] ”

[It’s a pity he didn’t, he doesn’t seem to be able to see me standing behind him? Waiting for him to turn back].”

“You smiled regretfully? Then spread out your hands and said—[Then there is no way, I have to Kill him? Then invite his body to see it with me?”