Game of Destiny: This player is different

First, a screw exploded, then the second, and the third... As the screw bounced off and the latch fell off, the iron door was finally blown open by the strong wind containing extraordinary energy.

The high-temperature solidified cement blocks poured crazily along the furnace mouth, and the cremation workshop was in a mess.

"Ha ha..."

Che Lizi resisted the discomfort and stood up between the cement blocks.

A pair of eyes locked tightly on the Jiao corpse.

"Why do you want to kill me?"

Che Lizi took off the mask that had almost melted the motorcycle helmet, and spat blood hard.

Then he picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and touched the one in his hand.

Clang!

Gold and iron friction, adrenaline rush.

He rushed over with lightning speed.

Although the car has a kind heart, it does not mean that he is a good old man who will not fight back when he is beaten or scolded.

Whether it is a ghost or a human, as long as the bottom line is touched, an eye for an eye will be met with an eye for an eye.

The sharp blade struck the scorched corpse's torso.

The knife technique called "Paoding Jieniu" made two kitchen knives fly up and down like butterflies, drawing arcs of light one after another.

Ribs, left shoulder, popliteal fossa, ribcage.

The limbs of the charred corpse were cut off piece by piece, and they were powerless to fight back.

It didn't take a moment for him to be completely beheaded!

The enemy couldn't rise again, Cheerilee, who had run out of adrenaline, staggered and collapsed to the ground.

The chubby body rolled a few times and bumped into the cremator.

"Sha...sha..."

He was breathing hard, the dryness and heat in his blood was gradually subsiding, and a strong feeling of exhaustion flooded his whole body.

Still, it's not time to rest.

The player stretched out a hand with difficulty, and took out the life-saving hole card in the backpack, a bottle of health potion.

Point it to your mouth and gulp it down.

a long time.

After recovering from the injury, the strength in his body was gathered again, and he just got up from the ground and climbed into the cremator again to find the mission props.

The situation on the scene is too chaotic, and it takes a lot of effort to have pointers.

Thinking of this, Che Lizi couldn't help but look out.

The door has been removed, so it can no longer be closed.

Just as he was searching and guarding, Gululu~ the sound of the utensils rolling came from behind.

Cheerilee felt something hit her heel.

Turning the head to look, there are two iron dolls with naive expressions.

Half a foot in size, made of pure iron, in a lying shape.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he bent down and picked up the two iron dolls.

"This is... a bed press doll in the style of a boy and a girl?"

He was still muttering, when suddenly his eyes blurred.

The surrounding scene is dizzying.

A mournful female voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

[Who has been fighting for many years, there is no right and wrong in the charred creatures]

[It is difficult to restrain the army and conquest, and the soldiers are sent to Wuding River]

[The men and horses opened the letter and the cannon rang, ambushing and killing the generals on all sides]

[Enemy platoon fights to the death, drums and fire fill the sky]

The dark spark workshop disappeared, and Che Lizi suddenly found himself in a military camp tent.

Two meters away from the front, sat a young man in armor.

Under the reflection of the flickering candlelight, the other party's expression revealed indescribable loneliness.

And in his hands, he was holding two bed press dolls.

Chapter 80

"It's a reenactment of the scene."

Thinking so, Che Lizi quietly became a bystander.

The young man in the curtain seemed to be thinking about others, he couldn't help sighing: "I have been separated from Liniang for two years, and this soldier who is in chaos can't communicate with each other, I don't know how she is now.

Before I left home to join the army, I was only married to her for less than four days.

After a long time, even the voice and appearance are a little blurred.

I really want to take off this military uniform now, and rush back in the starry night, so as to relieve the pain of lovesickness. "

The young man caressed the bed doll in his hand, feeling melancholy all the time.

Suddenly a shout came from outside the tent: "Captain Wang, Captain Wang! Come out quickly!"

A small cavalry rushed in from the outside and pulled up the young man who hadn't recovered yet: "Lieutenant Wang, quickly grab your weapon, hurry up!"

"What's the matter, yelling?"

"It was the thief army who took advantage of the night to sneak attack, and the general has already brought troops to meet the enemy."

"What?! The bandits are here? Where are they?"

"I've passed the gate, and I'm going to the big tent of the Chinese army!"

The young man was startled when he heard that, he got up decisively, picked up the spear beside him and rushed out.

As for the two iron dolls, they were discarded in the curtain without having time to put them away.

At this point, the reenactment of the scene ends.

The surroundings have returned to the appearance of the cremation workshop.

[Sealed Artifacts required for Phase 2 missions, collected 5/[-]]

A cold system prompt sounded, waking Cheerilee from the phantom.

He looked at the two bed press dolls in his hands conspicuously.

The more I look at them, the more I feel that they are very similar to the ghost children I met earlier.

Those two ghost children were transformed into bed-press dolls?

Deliberately leading the way so that I can find them?

"You two almost killed me."

Che Lizi smiled wryly, and put the bed press doll into her arms.

At the same time, at the end of the humanities square of the crematorium.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in night clothes, was up and down like a rabbit.

Bingzijiaolin drew a perfect arc in the air.

Under the light of the knife, an ugly ghost screamed, was chopped off in half, and turned into a pool of black water.

Cleanly retracting the knife, Cheng Xiaoxiao just noticed the system prompt just now.

"Have you collected two sealed items..."

She checked the time, it was 1:35.

There are still two and a half hours before the end of the phase two task.

"The teammate this time is not bad, but I don't know which two people were the first to find it."

Cheng Xiaoxiao murmured and looked towards the reception hall not far away.

I have to speed up my progress too.

Thinking about it in her heart, she took a step forward and walked forward.

Before walking more than ten meters, the sound of footsteps as dense as raindrops suddenly sounded from behind.

Accompanied by the footsteps, there are noisy and overlapping music playing.

Cheng Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows lightly, clenched the Tang knife in her hand, and took two steps back hastily.

After the figure was hidden in a flower bed, he poked his head out cautiously.

Follow the prestige, and you will see a welcoming team playing music and music coming from behind.

Suona, gongs and drums, drum boards, and a few people with musical instruments playing Chuipidadao walked at the front of the line.

In the middle are eight men carrying a special sedan chair.

There is a red hydrangea on the outside, an exquisite orb on the top, and a long section of red silk wrapped around the middle.

The sedan chair was covered with a curtain, so it was hard to see who was sitting there.

Next to the team were a few portable paper lanterns, and the faint light looked like a few dangling will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night.

Greeting the bride in the middle of the night is still at the crematorium with the most gloomy atmosphere.

Absolutely hell...

Cheng Xiaoxiao thought with certainty, her hand holding Tang Dao tightened even more.

As the group of ghosts got closer and closer, the outlines of their faces gradually became clearer.

There was an unnatural smile on his face as white as paper, and his eyes were almost narrowed.

It's like wearing a human skin mask with a smiling face on it.

To fight or to avoid?

Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned, a little hesitant.

Because the direction of this welcoming team was impressively heading towards the reception hall.

There are sealed items in there.

Once occupied by these ghosts and monsters, how can they go in and search?

But with such a large number, it is not easy to knock down alone.

While hesitating, Cheng Xiaoxiao discovered that there was a guy with a different style of painting in the wedding reception team.

Black shirt, gray overalls, pure black basketball shoes.

Holding a photo frame in his hand, a white satin braid was tied around his waist, and a very ill-fitting little mandarin jacket was draped over his shoulders.

The character [Shou] on the jacket is clearly visible.

The most outrageous thing is the man's head.

It turned out to be a yellow and round funny emoticon package.

Shaking his head and mingling in the welcoming team, it was particularly eye-catching.

Wait, isn't that Qin Shisan?

How did he get in, and the ghosts haven't found out yet.

Could it be that he was killed and possessed by a ghost?

All kinds of doubts arose in Cheng Xiaoxiao's heart.

She really wants to take out her phone right now, that guy Aite in the group.