Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

No wonder the monster only dragged the little ghost baby into the world of the copy, but did not attack myself as a living person.

Now Qin Shang understood that it was the sound made by the little ghost baby.

This ghost thing affected the little ghost baby through sound, or rather, the sound source was its only means of interfering with reality!

In other words, rather than saying that the long-necked ghost under his feet is his real body, it is better to say that the scary and terrifying ghost under his feet is most likely just an illusion.

Qin Shang guessed that its body was most likely transparent and completely invisible to the naked eye.

It's waiting for the moment you speak out!

Now that I have come to my senses and think about it carefully, it seems that since this ghost thing appeared, there has been no sound around. Just now when I was teleported into the museum with [Splitting Sky], the first thing I heard was the classic song "My Heart Will Go On" playing on the radio in the surrounding museum.

However, at this moment, no sound could be heard on the radio.

In other words, this is actually already half a copy of the world, otherwise some of the weird elements in the copy would leak out and the impact on reality would not reach this level. It is probably because with the sun about to set, the core condition of "Nightfall" in the copy is about to be met in reality, so the "seal" that the Bad Leader put on this shadow projection place is about to disappear?

When he thought of this, Qin Shang's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.

Take a gamble...

He didn't dare to guarantee that his guess was correct, but now the little ghost baby was very likely to have been dragged into the copy of [No. 1 Cultivator's Grudge]. If there were other dangers in the copy, the little ghost baby's intelligence might not be able to withstand it!

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Shang's face turned red and he cursed at the shadow.

"Fuck you, if you can, drag me into the dungeon too!"

"Fuck you, what's the point of bullying a kid? You big idiot, you won't stop even after you die, do you really think you are some kind of ghost? You can even commit suicide when someone gossips about you, what kind of mentality do you have, you have a fragile heart, even if you are really a ghost, you are still a coward..."

Before he could finish his words, the creepy feeling that made his hair stand on end came over him again.

At the same time, Qin Shang lowered his head and could no longer see his own shadow. His feet were completely surrounded by the ghostly figure with the long neck, and he could especially feel a chill on his ankles.

It felt like being grabbed by a pair of slippery and cold hands.

Then there was a pain coming from the foot... a burning sensation and a cool touch, two completely different physical sensations appeared at the ankle.

He activated the Taoist robe's skill [Night Vision] and vaguely seemed to see a pair of hands that were burned to charcoal in the fire, reaching out from the shadows under his feet and grabbing his feet.

But the strange thing was that when these hands touched his calf skin, it felt as smooth and cold as mutton-fat jade, but it was also extremely hot, causing his ankle to feel a burning pain...

The contrast between the tactile and visual feedback made him stunned for a moment.

However, before he could think more, a familiar electronic prompt sounded in his ears.

[The scene is set up. Ding! The God Road dungeon is opening...]

[The instance you are entering this time is: No. 1 Xiudaoyuan]

【No.;0111】

[Level: S-level]

[Type: non-death, multiplayer, puzzle, confrontation]

[Enter the Divine Road in 30 seconds...]

"Success!?"

He was stunned for a moment, and the scene around him began to change drastically in the dizziness.

This is the feeling every time I teleport into the Divine Road copy.

Qin Shang was delighted.

It turns out that sound is the key condition to enter the copy in this "Shadow Projection Land" world.

But before he could show any joy, the joy in his eyes suddenly froze the next moment when he saw a pair of slender, white hands covered with burn and charred scars appear in front of him.

Yes, as the surrounding scenery in front of him changed rapidly, a hand suddenly appeared.

Those hands suddenly appeared in front of me out of thin air...

"What the hell! What the hell? Is this weird angry?"

Then, the next moment.

The hand was raised high and gave him the answer.

Snapped--

Qin Shang received a hard slap on the left side of his face.

The sound is loud.

The slap was so hard that it made him see stars and his vision blurred for a moment.

It was as if the weird creature heard Qin Shang's cursing and jumping up and down just now and was taking revenge on him.

The next moment, before Qin Shang could open his mouth again, he felt a pain in his head, and then the world in front of him changed drastically.

……

"Strange! Lao Zhang, there seemed to be some noise coming from Pavilion 3 just now. Did you hear it?"

At the same time, in Exhibition Hall 3, two hurried footsteps were heard not far away.

Then, from far to near, two security guards rushed to Hall 3.

However, as soon as the man finished speaking, another security guard's face changed drastically. He raised his hand to cover his mouth, then carefully observed the changes around him and noticed that the horrible scene he had imagined did not happen.

The security guard suddenly exhaled a breath of foul air.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and typed on the screen, then put the screen in front of another colleague.

"You want to kill us? Don't you know the rules of the night shift here?"

"The captain should have warned you on your first day of applying that you were not allowed to make any noise in Pavilion 3 after get off work. Did you forget that?"

When the security guard who spoke at the beginning saw these two lines of words, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his eyes.

Only then did he realize that he had almost violated a taboo and immediately made a zipper gesture on his mouth.

The next moment, another security guard who looked a few years older and more mature raised a flashlight, looked around twice, and did not see anything unusual, then typed a line of words on his mobile phone.

"It's nothing, don't make a fuss. Try not to come here at night. If there is no unusual situation, try not to patrol Pavilion 3 after get off work. Especially remember not to make any noise, otherwise you might be targeted by that ghost. You must have read many supernatural stories in Jiangcheng's Top Ten Weird Tales. There are so many precedents, be careful not to bring trouble upon yourself..."

If Qin Shang was still here at this moment and could hear the conversation between the two security guards, he would probably be surprised to discover a serious problem.

The security guards here actually knew the rule that they were not allowed to make any noise while patrolling Exhibition Hall 3 in the evening or even at night.

In other words, the museum's top management clearly knew what kind of behavior would lead to the leakage of certain elements in the copy, and even gave the security personnel a vaccination in advance in order to prevent the leakage of these elements from affecting the staff.

……

On the other side, the world in front of Qin Shang had undergone a drastic change with the end of the transmission. Not far in front of him was an antique wooden tea table. The moment he saw the tea table, Qin Shang was slightly stunned, then turned his head and discovered.

I was no longer standing, but lying flat on a bed.

His head was still a little dizzy, partly because of the slap just now, and partly because he did not blink the entire time he was teleported into the copy. The surrounding scene changed rapidly as if he was riding a bungee jumping device. If he had to describe it in the form of an analogy, it would be a round bungee jumping device.

In addition to the feeling of weightlessness, Qin Shang could also feel the sense of frame loss when the scene changed rapidly and the naked eye did not have time to determine its own position.

The moment he regained consciousness, his vision was still a little blurry. Apart from being able to see clearly that there was a tea table not far in front of him, he felt dizzy and tried hard to raise his eyes to observe the surrounding environment, but his eyelids felt heavy.

There was nothing he could do but calm himself down, raise his hand to rub his eyes, and shake his head to try to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind. As a result, he saw a streak of blood on his wrist and flowing down his arm.

When Qin Shang noticed this scene, he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

Damn, no wonder I felt so dizzy, it turned out to be caused by excessive blood loss. Who the hell cut my wrist?

Then he felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed a pool of blood on the ground that was eye-catching.

Damn, is the beginning so exciting...

The next moment, exhaustion swept over him and he fell headfirst onto the bed.

At the end of my consciousness, I seemed to hear someone pushing open the door of this cramped little room, and a woman's scream came to my ears.

"Ah! You, what's wrong with you? Honey, don't scare me, don't scare me..."

Qin Shang immediately lost consciousness and he didn't know how much time had passed.

The first moment he opened his eyes again, Qin Shang noticed that the light around him had become a little darker. Perhaps it was because the world in this copy had become completely dark. His head was still a little dizzy, and before he could react, why his wrist was inexplicably cut before he fainted last time, he heard Shenlu's familiar electronic prompt tone.

[You are currently in the Jiangcheng Monastery in 1994; thirty years ago, a fire broke out here, and since then everything seems to have been forgotten by history. Innocent nuns, poor believers, and the victims were all hidden under the land of the monastery along with the fire. No one remembers that past. Before all this happened, the devout nun Wu Shiqi went to the monastery every week to pray for God's forgiveness. Until one day, Wu Shiqi discovered the secret of the monastery. When she was about to make it public, someone in the monastery took the lead and reported Wu Shiqi's secret, so there was the following story. Since then, strange things have happened in the monastery one after another, such as long-necked monsters, classmates disappearing in the corridor, and ghosts swallowing children's tongues. Countless people witnessed those strange scenes until a fire ended the story, but the injustice remained, and Wu Shiqi's vengeful spirit could not rest all day long. In this round of the game, please go back to Jiangcheng before Wu Shiqi's death thirty years ago and complete the dungeon task...]