If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Why don't you turn around?!"

Hearing the angry scolding from the big-headed ghost behind her, Feng Xue didn't intend to speak up, but just took out a pack of Myrisu from her pocket, tore open the package, and threw it back...

"Fuck, what did you [beep——] feed me... vomit~!"

Hearing the weaker and weaker scolding in his ears, Bixian turned his head carefully, and saw the big-headed ghost lying on the ground like a little white mouse being shocked by electric shock, watching the ghost slowly float from his body. The black smoke that rose up could not even hold on to the ghostly appearance.

"How do you know that he has to turn around to attack?" Bixian was a little curious about Feng Xue's judgment, but Feng Xue took it for granted:

"His teleportation is obviously abnormal. If he could use it casually, there would be no need to do so much work behind it before, just bite it off, but the fact is that he hallucinated and called my name again, and He jumped behind me and opened his mouth, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a posture that must comply with the rules before it can be activated. Of course, it doesn’t matter if I guess wrong, anyway, he can’t bite me to death.”

Bixian was speechless when he heard the words. Looking at the big-headed ghost with only a little phantom left, he took out his small notebook and wrote "death" on it.

In an instant, the body of the big-headed ghost exploded, and then turned into black mist, pouring into the pen fairy's notebook.

"What level?" Feng Xue asked casually, and Bixian said with some disgust:

"Miscellaneous wraith, the curse strength is very low."

"Then keep it as dog food." Feng Xue curled her lips indifferently, but Bixian said quietly:

"Hearing what the master said, the two sisters are afraid that they will be unhappy."

"Where did you learn the language of tea?" Feng Xue frowned and stared at Bixian, and before she could say a line like "It's my fault", she waved her back into the pen, raised her foot Continue walking towards the cemetery.

Anyone who has played old-fashioned rpg games should be able to understand that if you can't encounter anything when walking the maze, then you are probably going the wrong way.

Conversely, since there are ghosts blocking the way here, it must be the place to go to the goal.

"Although ghosts still don't have elements, labels or entries, the characteristics they exhibit have a certain degree of regularity, and the probability of being phantom derivatives has increased again."

Feng Xue was thinking about the operation logic of the ghost system in this world, but she had already passed through the woods, and the structures of old-fashioned tombstones + tombs had already appeared in her field of vision.

The graves and tombstones here seem to be made of cement. Although this is normal for modern burials, when placed in the spiritual world, it always makes Feng Xue feel like cement is used to seal ghosts in the graves.

But thanks to the fact that it is a cement product, if it is the kind of mound made of soil that has been left unattended for so many years, it would have been recycled by nature long ago.

"The tombstones look quite formal, and there is no perfunctory feeling of uniform production. It should not be the type of death overnight and then buried collectively by the public, but considering the situation in the village below the mountain, there is an obvious conflict, as if... The ghosts in that village are not of the same family as the ghosts buried in this grave."

Thinking of this, Feng Xue couldn't help shaking her head, after all, those five little ghosts were clearly pointing at this tomb.

"In short, do the task first, and see what else this game can do." Feng Xue said, at the front of the cemetery, the "xx village" was probably blocked by the game, making it hard to see the first few words. In front of the cement monument in the Cemetery, set up the incense burner, take half of the incense you rubbed out and light it, put all of it in the incense burner, then light the fire in the brazier, throw the ghost paper into a third, and hold the brazier at the same time , while walking in.

Every time he took a step, he took out a few pieces of ghost paper and dipped them in the fire, and threw them into the air in a movement that would be warned by the fire department in a civilized society, but he said loudly:

"The emperor's decree, Chaoru's lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, four lives of grace.

"He who has a head surpasses, and the one without a head rises, kill with a gun and dagger, jump into the water and hang the rope.

"Death in the open and in the dark, death injustice, creditors and enemies, beggars for life.

"Kneel in front of my stage, let the gossip shine, stand up and go out, surpass others.

"Whether you are a man or a woman, you are responsible for your own responsibility, rich and poor, you are responsible for it yourself.

"Rescue all the people, hurry to save lives, order to save all the people, hurry to save lives."

Feng Xue grasped the rhythm of burning paper very well. When she walked to the end of the cemetery, the ghost paper in her hand just happened to be scattered, and the ghost paper ignited by the flames continued to rise and fall in mid-air under the action of the hot air. , sprinkling a few wisps of burnt black ash from time to time.

Feng Xue counted the number of tombstones and offered incense one by one. He didn't get up and open his game panel until he had paid homage to all seventy-one tombs.

What made him frown was that the game's optional missions were not completed!

"What's going on? Could it be that the visit to the grave mentioned in the mission is really not here?"

Feng Xue raised her head to look at the top of the mountain, but she caught a glimpse of the black cloud already pressing down on the mountainside, and ghostly fires rising in mid-air, gathering behind him like frightened little animals.

But what is surprising is that these will-o'-the-wisps did not condense a big ghost behind him like in normal horror movies, but curled up into a ball, obviously a bunch of flames, but it looked like they were whispering trembling.

"Good guy, did I really go to the wrong grave?"

Feng Xue watched the dark clouds on the mountain getting lower and lower, then looked at the few sticks of incense left in her hand, and finally lit them up and put them in the incense burner at the entrance of the cemetery.

"Thank you!"

"careful!"

"Woo woo woo..."

All kinds of whispers came from behind, but Feng Xue only felt that the titanium crystal ring on her little finger was slightly hot, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.

"Bold! Your Majesty is here, you still dare to laugh?"

A slightly sharp voice sounded in Feng Xue's ear, but Feng Xue said calmly:

"Didn't you say you wouldn't trouble me?"

Hearing Feng Xue's words, it seemed that he was afraid that Feng Xue would bring up the matter of offering incense, so the ghost suddenly jumped out and angrily said:

"Why do you want me to trouble you? Why don't you go to the grave of these untouchables but not go up to the mountain to meet your lord? What's the reason?"

"Untouchable?" Feng Xue raised her brows, but looked at the billowing black cloud behind the ghost, with a hint of disdain on the corner of her mouth, but the coffin ghost was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, and she flattered with all her might :

"That's right, this mountain is the royal mausoleum of Your Majesty. If you come to worship the mountain but don't respect Your Majesty, what crime should you have?"

Listening to the other party's lines, Feng Xue thought that she might not be an idiot who was fooled by watching a movie while she was alive, so she couldn't help but said, "Then you made a contract with me, but now you violate the contract, what should you do?"

"Joke, I just don't..."

Before the words fell, the ghost suddenly clutched his throat in pain, and translucent silver needles came out from between his fingers. Just looking at the cold light on the needle tip made his eyes hurt.