If you refuse a marriage proposal from a thriller NPC, you will die

In fact, in the game, each character has a branch plot. If you are lucky, you can open the branch and achieve achievements. The more achievements, the higher the level.

The advantage of a high level is very simple and crude, that is, your blood is thicker than others. Maybe you encounter an NPC killing someone, and a low-level player will die with a single blow. High-level players can still have half a tube of blood left, enough to use props to escape.

Jiang Chu propped his chin with one hand, watching the miniature version of Xu Yang doing needlework very boredly.

He should have used a joke card to directly enter the sub-plot.

He thought a lot, such as how did Xu Yang get into the player team, such as where did his item card come from, did he snatch it from other players?

It is not impossible.

I heard from Lu Ning before that the existence of A-level item cards is very rare, and even a high-level player like her only has one B-level item card.And the game itself is very fair, there won't be so many A-level cards on the same player.

Then there is only one possibility, these prop cards come from other players who failed to pass the level.

This is scary, indicating that some of the NPCs are likely to be aware of the player's existence.

Now the young version of Xu Yang is sitting not far from him, quiet and not noisy, ever since Jiang Chu put the wooden mask on his face, he is unwilling to take it off.

A small ball of paper was suddenly thrown on his head, and the child turned around with a mask on.

"Xu Yang." Jiang Chu hooked his hand at him, "Come here."

The child pursed his lips, subconsciously supported the mask on his face, and walked over slowly: "My name is not Xu Yang."

Jiang Chu: "Then what's your name? Yi Xiaomei?"

The child actually nodded seriously.

Jiang Chu propped his chin: "What about the name Xu Yang?"

The child looked at him from the dark eye sockets, his eyes were speechless for a moment, as if he was saying how do I know.

Jiang Chu stared at him for a while, then suddenly realized.

How did Yi Xiaomei get into the team of players? He used the names of other players and was judged to be a player. At the same time, he could remotely control another self to possess the village chief.

No wonder he kept covering his face with a mask, it turned out that he was afraid that the players would find out.

And why is someone as vigilant as Song Zhiwen so cold?It is very likely that he was unprepared against Xu Yang, who is also a player, so he gave him an opportunity.

What's interesting is that he has been following Jiang Chu and Lu Ning, but he has never attacked them.

why?

"The name sounds like a little girl." Jiang Chu said casually.

The person in front of him seemed to be asking casually, but the child answered seriously: "Girl names are good for giving birth."

Jiang Chu nodded. There are indeed such sayings in some places.

If this kid didn't have a smile on his face, he would actually look very handsome.

He deliberately tested the child's perception of players, squatted down and looked at him deeply: "Do you know where I come from?"

The child glanced at him and could hear a distinct sneer.

"I know." He said, "You suddenly appeared, although others didn't feel it, but you must be an immortal from heaven and earth."

Jiang Chu didn't know what expression to make.

This kid... can really feel the player.

The appearance of players will never be noticed by NPCs, as if they exist themselves.

Although there is no big problem now, the child just regards him as a fairy.

He turned his head, not looking into the child's eyes: "What are you doing? Embroidering?"

The child touched the mask on his face, and his mood became visibly depressed: "Well, I am embroidering the bridal gown."

Jiang Chu's heart tightened: "What bride? Whose bride?"

There was a cruel smile on the corner of the child's mouth, but it was hidden in the mask so that Jiang Chu couldn't see it: "It's my sister, she wants to marry the river god."

"why?"

"Are you asking why you want to marry a bride to the river god, or why should I embroider for my sister?" The child looked up at him, "If it's the first question, it's because the river god asked us to do it."

Jiang Chu didn't speak.

"Otherwise he will flood the village." The child's tone was so calm that it could be called cruel. "But I haven't seen him stop the flood once."

"Why did you tell me this?" Jiang Chu said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that I will sue?"

The child looked puzzled: "I'm suing you, are you a bad fairy?"

Jiang Chu: "...Oh."

This kid looks a little silly.

Jiang Chu continued to ask: "What about the second question?"

A smile flashed in the child's eyes, but he didn't answer his question: "...I really hate them."

This sentence alone has the posture of a blood bridegroom in the future.

Jiang Chu stopped talking, and the child lowered his head and continued to finish the work in hand.

It was quiet again between the two, only the children playing on the other street could be heard.

When Jiang Chu thought of that crazy blood groom, he threw another ball of paper on his head.

The child nodded his head, looking a little silly, he patted his head and said in a muffled voice, "Don't disturb me."

Jiang Chu: "Oh."

He looked at the child quietly for a long time, and suddenly felt that he was starting to leave the scene.

The child suddenly looked back at him as if sensing something.

"You, are you leaving?" He stuttered and asked.

Jiang Chu struggled and said: "If others bully you, remember to resist."

The child wanted to come over and grab his hand, but hesitated, and finally missed the opportunity.

Jiang Chu disappeared in place.

In fact, it didn't disappear. He returned to the scene where he just entered the branch line. His right hand was still being held by someone, and the invisible person took him to another direction.

This time, he appeared directly in the River God Temple.

In the eyes of the villagers, he appeared suddenly as if wearing special effects, which surprised them, and immediately regarded him as a guest of honor, and asked him if he was a messenger sent by the gods.

Jiang Chu replied without blushing: "Yes."

So the village held a ceremony in full swing, and he became a so-called priest.

This time he clearly saw the so-called statue.

Said it was a statue, he felt more like a maggot clinging on it.With protruding facial features and a huge belly, he pretended to be lying in the temple, enjoying the worship of the villagers.

During this time, he quickly inquired about Yi Xiaomei's whereabouts.

"Is there such a person in our village?" The village chief showed a puzzled expression, "Did you remember wrongly?"

His expression was so sincere that it didn't look like he was lying.

Jiang Chu stared at him until he noticed that the village chief was sweating, then he asked another question.

How many families surnamed Wu are there in this village?

After investigation, he quickly confirmed one of the family members.The family was very respectful to him at first, but after he asked the name, the young daughter of the family immediately showed a flustered expression.

Jiang Chu's heart sank slightly: "What did you do?"

The family immediately replied that they didn't do anything, they didn't know anything, and refused to answer any of Jiang Chu's questions.

Jiang Chu laughed suddenly, the laughter made people feel chills all over.

"Then why don't you tell me why every family has presented brides to Lord River God, why is there only one daughter in your family?"

He pretended to be the god of the river, and immediately made the family panic. The daughter turned pale as she backed away: "I didn't... I didn't mean it... I can't help it..."

Every household has to donate, how dare they say no?

But they have only one daughter.

When Jiang Chu knew this fact, he felt his head go cold.

Did that kid know he was embroidering mourning for himself?

He also taught him to resist at the time-but how can a child resist?

At this moment, everyone around was smiling, but Jiang Chu could only feel a sense of death.

Before he knew it, he returned to the River God Temple, where there were still people kneeling and worshiping, and they all smiled kindly when they saw him.

This is out of fear of God.

But Jiang Chu stretched out his hand.

His hands grabbed the statue's neck, and the protruding fish eyes of the statue immediately widened, as if screaming silently.

The kneeling people immediately panicked.

The hands and feet of the idol began to wriggle slowly, like a maggot.The villagers couldn't see such a disgusting idol at all, and even enshrined him as a god.

When Jiang Chu ran away, his face was expressionless, and the calmer he became, the more angry he became. His pale fingertips carried terrible power, and he slammed it to the ground.

The idol started screaming, and so did the villagers.

All the swearing came in Jiang Chu's left ear and out of his right ear. The villagers wanted to rush up, but they were stopped by a cold and bone-chilling force.

The entire temple was surrounded by an uncomfortably sticky black aura, and the village chief's face suddenly turned pale.

This is... a ghost raised in which cemetery?

The voice was gentle, but it hit their hearts like a heavy hammer: "Kneel down and watch."

Jiang Chu slammed it again, and the statue was finally torn apart. In an instant, the wind howled and ghosts howled.

Jiang Chu looked at his bleeding fingertips.

It turned out to be like this, and what Zhao Sanqi said about being retribution originally referred to this.

He murdered the gods and was about to die.

The old river god was killed by him, and the new god appeared at the same time.

The new river god is a ghost ancestor.

The villagers dared not speak out, they had nowhere to vent their anger, and looked at Jiang Chu as if they were killing their father and enemy.

Someone cried out angrily: "What have you done? We only need to enshrine one bride every year to be blessed. How dare you—"

"Blessing?" Jiang Chu said in a strange tone, "What did you get? Is there water in your brain?"

The villagers were called stupid by the high priest.

In their minds, no matter what disasters happen, it is enough to please God—what they need is often not blessing, but an outlet.When the water rises, God is punishing them. The harvest is good, and the brides they offer are effective.

The old river god was not of any serious origin either, it was born out of the ignorance of the villagers.

The punishment for killing the gods soon fell on Jiang Chu, and he felt that he was frozen inch by inch starting from the soles of his feet.

Because he couldn't stand firmly, he fell forward and was embraced by a cold embrace.

He heard the man's voice knocking in his ear:

"mine--"

my God.

In the dark, Jiang Chu closed his eyes and retorted:

"It's not yours."

[Congratulations on unlocking the achievement: Dusty Malice]

【warn! The san value has dropped by 40%, and the current remaining san value is 60%]

Jiang Chu broke free from the branch line and was immediately bloody.

Fortunately, there were not many deductions. Although he died once in the branch line, he only deducted half of it.

The ghost cards in his hand turned into ashes and were immediately blown away by the wind. The ghost kid who was pulled over to make up the number looked at him with a blank look in his eyes.

Jiang Chu saw that this was one of the children who beat Yi Xiaomei in the branch line.

But this is not the important thing now, he immediately pushed the two girls who had fallen asleep to wake up.

"It's getting dark." He said to the two sleepy-eyed girls.

Lu Ning immediately became nervous: "The exam is coming?! I haven't read a single page yet!"

Jiang Chu: "...be sober."