Help, I've become a paper man

The priest laughed and raised his hands high. The cold air in the air stagnated and was extracted with his movement, condensing at his fingertips, taking the shape of icicles and glowing with a cold black light. The "dong dong" sound rang out again, but this time there was no drumbeat. It was the sound of something banging on the door. The doors in the courtyard were shaking, leaving only the open door behind the priest. Even though it didn't move, it was like a monster with its mouth open.

He pinched the icicle with his fingers, lowered his hand casually, and stabbed it into the back of Duan's neck. Duan, who was bowing his head, let out a scream and raised the back of his head as if he wanted to look up, but he curled up his body while shaking. While enduring the pain, his forehead hit the floor tiles again, louder than before, leaving a dark mark.

There are no bright colors in the other world.

Song Yi clenched his fingers, and suddenly thought of a possibility, but there was no space for implementation for the time being. He could only complain in his heart. From the poor and rough modeling of the copy to the appearance of the priest as the level boss, now the special effects have been given, it is a CG scene at this time, there is no confidence at all, and it comes with forced control of the scene, and people must stand here and watch the whole scene without moving.

But soon, when Song Yi caught a glimpse of Duoduo out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly understood. The girl's body tensed up instantly, and her fingers remained slightly bent. It was obvious that she was about to do something just a second before being controlled.

If it weren't for this forced punishment, neither of them would stand still, and what would appear would not be a performance by the priests, but a dance of bullets and darts.

No, in addition to the priest performance, now we have to add Duan, the priest who was rolling in torture with a laughing priest behind him, in black and white, like a sketch. Song Yi felt a little sympathetic, not because he was a good person, but simply because Duan was fooled every time, but Dangdang was different. For immortality and power, he listened to the NPC's words again and again...

Thinking of this, Song Yi regretted for a second. He should have spoken up first to remind them that, if nothing unexpected happened, the copy was a "group exploration" type. But as he accurately knew himself, he was not a good person. Duan wanted to deceive them when he spoke up, and it was hard to make people feel at ease after the cooperation.

Therefore, he was almost calm, and even watched the scene animation with some boredom. The other side was in a similar state. After failing in his attempt to act, he simply entered a waiting state.

The priest also felt bored. He stepped on Duan's shoulder with his toes. After ending the pain ahead of time, the priest bent down slightly and said, "Congratulations, you have persisted until the transformation. Now you have the ability to fight your opponent. Stand up and win the dawn for yourself."

The words were full of encouragement, like those of a caring senior, which made Song Yi's eyebrows jump. Another face appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but mutter aloud.

“It’s a bit low-level.”

They said nice things to push the torture onto them in order to further arouse Duan's hostility towards them, but it's true that some people were really fooled.

Xuanyunduo also said: "We can't win."

She didn't know Song Yi, but she knew herself well, especially knowing more inside information, which greatly weakened her confidence when she was supplementing the intelligence.

During the time it took to say two sentences, they kept trying to move their bodies. Their fingers and mouths could move slightly, but their large muscles and joints were still fixed and they could not move normally. It was not until Duan moved from lying down to sitting up and slowly propped himself up, and his bloodshot eyes looked over at them, that their bodies fully regained consciousness.

"Run!" Xuanyunduo shouted.

With this sound, her figure cut through the air like a line, ricocheted to the other side, and flew towards the road she came from, without revealing her weapon. This was not a wise move, but instead made Duan misunderstand that she only knew how to use a short sword, so he rushed over without hesitation and made her a priority target.

Song Yi acted with her, took out his pistol and fired the first shot at Duan, but he was at a distance from him, not even a trace, so Duan was not interested in targeting him and relaxed his vigilance. But Duan didn't know that his original target was not a person, or at least not Duan.

He broke the nearby door locks as he ran. The music made by the collisions weakened for a while, but then became stronger and more chaotic. The things trapped behind the doors attacked the doors even harder, but with little success. Seeing this, Song Yi turned around, avoided the two people who were fighting, and ran a second round.

Xuanyunduo had thrown darts early, and her dagger shattered when she was approached for the first time. When Duan pulled her closer, she was not far from death. Her figure was still light, but she was already in a bitter fight, making her final struggle. Combined with Song Yi's ease, it seemed extremely strange. Seeing this scene, Duan laughed hoarsely and slowed down his attack.

Duan said, "Little girl, you have a bad eye for choosing teammates."

Xuanyunduo sneered and shouted, "You are shit!"

Song Yi couldn't help laughing out loud, and fired two shots, both hitting the door frame. The first door wasn't broken yet. When Duan's face turned cold, Xuanyunduo cursed again: "Song Yi, you too!"

He was being chased but his teammates seemed to be slacking off, so Xuanyunduo scolded everyone equally.

Song Yi's expression became serious, and his hand pulled the trigger even faster. Fortunately, Yan Changyue was rich and had prepared a lot of equipment for him. When the gun was hot, he would replace it, and the bullets would make holes quickly. Wherever he was, there was the gunshot. When he ran the third lap, Xuanyunduo had just received a wound, the first door shattered, and he was knocked to the ground by a human-shaped thing. Maybe it was a human, with messy hair covering his body, with a strong stench, curled up, and small hands showing their joints. Compared with humans, it was more like a cub crawling on the ground, and its movements were quite fast.

This gesture made Song Yi pause. Then, he saw many figures. Their movements had become a little slow. They no longer had the initial ease and grace, and looked a little embarrassed. He immediately came to his senses and broke down the doors more quickly, allowing more creatures with twisted postures to come out.

The priest had long disappeared, and those things approached all creatures indiscriminately, including Duan. They entangled everyone equally. Yes, entangled. These creatures have extremely strong vitality, are almost immortal, and are difficult to knock down.

While shooting, Song Yi kept adjusting his position to make sure that the moment the door shattered, the creatures inside would be the first to hit Duan. As time went by, under the siege of those creatures, the distance between many pairs and Duan continued to widen. Even if a few of them were paying attention to Xuanyunduo and Song Yi, compared with the pressure taken away from Duan, they were not to be feared. After all, these creatures made it difficult for even the strengthened Duan to escape.

Now even Duan couldn't help but curse: "Song Yi, you piece of shit!"

Song Yi laughed out loud and rushed to the gate first. Every time he passed by, he would pay special attention to a few shots. Now the door had not been broken yet, but the wall had been damaged long ago, which was just enough for him to stand on. He flipped over the wall in a few steps, then reached out and grabbed Xuan Duoduo who jumped up. The two were about to climb over the wall and leave, leaving behind the even more violent Duan and a yard full of strong creatures.

Xuanyunduo asked: "Shall we go this way?"

They landed on the ground and saw a familiar road in front of them. It seemed as if they were back in the village. The scene they had seen in the night was now thrown into the black and white painting, which made it more difficult to distinguish. Song Yi carefully observed his surroundings and answered casually, "Yes, we don't have to win."

After saying that, he realized the ambiguity and changed his words: "Don't lose... Anyway, you follow me!"

The village is not big, so you don't need to look carefully to see it. You just need to find the location of the ancestral hall. In addition, the courtyard they left is also a conspicuous building, so you can infer the approximate direction. Turn around and head towards the ancestral hall.

After a few seconds, Song Yi didn't hear any footsteps, which was not surprising. After all, it was normal for the girl to walk without making any sound. He tilted his head to confirm whether she had caught up. At the same time, he heard the girl's voice and asked again:

"who are you?"

He replied, "Song Yi."