There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

Bai Yan had already had a premonition when he went out with the axe, but he didn't expect to usher in the first kill as soon as he went out.

The person under Uncle An's body was completely unrecognizable at this time, and he couldn't die anymore.

However, he persisted and rigorously continued to slash several times before suddenly stopping.He stood up and stared at the corpse and laughed.

Then, holding the ax that was dripping blood, he staggered out again.

Bai Yan and Qin Kun looked at each other and followed.

At this time, the door was already out of shape.

Bai Yan wanted to go up to see this person's appearance, recalling whether he had seen it behind someone.

But I only saw a piece of tofu brain.

I really can't tell the face of the former.

Qin Kun saw Bai Yan staring intently at the broken head, frowned slightly, and pulled him over.

Instantly grabbed his waist and lifted him a little, stepping over the dirt on the ground.

Then let him down and rubbed his hair: "Don't look, let's go."

Bai Yan: "..."

He silently recalled Qin Kun's action like picking up a chick just now, and then looked at the blood stains behind him and his clean soles.

... Could this be the romance of a straight man?

But Qin Kun is not a straight man either.

Could it be that the big bend seems straight? ? ?

Bai Yan fell into deep thought.

After leaving Uncle An Zi's house, the outside world changed drastically.

All the people who were still walking and preparing to offer sacrifices along the way were gone.

Instead, there are faces of people fleeing in panic, or people with angry faces holding murder weapons.

The latter accounted for the majority.

There are also large areas of blood on the ground, and the ongoing murder that can be seen in the field of vision, which erases the normality of this village bit by bit.

The feeling of disobedience that Bai Yan saw when he first came out of the grass quickly evaporated under the blood.

Uncle An Zi had a clear goal, he didn't even glance to the side, and walked fast and fast, as if he was looking for something.

"Guess who he's looking for?" Bai Yan looked at the back in front of him and asked Qin Kun.

Bai Yan had almost guessed that the sudden appearance of "Daddy", Uncle An, and those who died at the beginning of the game were all undead.

After the gate of hell was opened, they became conscious again, or because of the game settings, they began to relive what happened before they died again.

That is "scene reproduction".

The evidence is the ghosts that have never attacked them since they came out of the grass.

The ghosts performed their respective duties and "played a play".

And these dungeon players are the audience.

According to their previous inferences, everyone was matched with a person who killed himself and killed himself.

Uncle An Zi had already killed someone just now, so it was easy to guess what he was looking for now.

"He's looking for death." Before Qin Kun could speak, Bai Yan asked and answered by himself.

Qin Kun: "..."

Uncle An Zi in front couldn't hear their "back arrows" behind him, and his small steps were very cheerful.

Halfway, he bumped into the man he bumped into on his way home.

It's just that at this time the man's neck had been cut off in half, and half of his body was covered in blood. He staggered and bumped into him, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

Those who came after him pinned him to the ground and chopped him down, and it seemed that he would not stop until his neck was completely cut off.

Uncle An Zi looked down at the man, his eyes rolled stiffly, and his lips moved.

It seems hesitant.

But only for a moment.

It was as if he had been forced to suppress this pity emotion, and in an instant he regained that dead face.

There are so many things like this.

The current village is completely different from the peaceful and peaceful appearance they saw when they first came out of the grass. It can even be said that there is a sky and an underground.

From the paradise on earth to the purgatory on earth,

It's just their effort to go back and forth.

"The time when the abnormality occurred was almost when the men threw the corpse into the grass." Qin Kun said suddenly.

"Huh?" Bai Yan thought for a while, then laughed, "Those people must be lazy."

Time is not that important, but the abnormality of these people is real.

How could normal people suddenly violently kill people.

Forget one, almost half of the village is like this, if it's not a ghost, it's the devil.

Qin Kun suddenly mentioned this, meaning that the anomalies in this village are inseparable from the corpse thrown into the grass, or the corpse in the big rock they saw at the beginning.

Bai Yan shrugged his shoulders and joked, "Did the ghosts have internal strife these days?"

"Then who do you want to choose?" He asked Qin Kun.

Qin Kun analyzed carefully with deep eyes: "It doesn't have to be a choice." But this possibility is not ruled out.

He just didn't want to get to that point.

Bai Yan listened, and nodded thoughtfully: "It's really not necessary to choose."

Although they seemed to be chatting, they kept paying attention to the situation in all directions from the corner of their eyes, so they noticed Liu Mangfei and the others the first time they appeared.

It's just that the faces of the three of them were serious, and they didn't know what they had discovered.

Now that they met, the two sides naturally walked together.

Concubine Liu Mang noticed Bai Yan's scrutinizing gaze, and spoke first: "We ran into other players on the road."

"According to what he said, there are less than half of the remaining players now." She frowned tightly, "And among these people, most of them are players killing each other."

"Is there your companion inside?" Bai Yan raised his eyebrows.

Concubine Liu Mang: "No."

Bai Yan sneered, laughing at her attitude.

Concubine Liu Mang looked at him: "Brother Bai probably hasn't gone through many dungeons. If players are asked to kill their own dungeons, they usually wouldn't use such a detailed and complex background."

"So?" Bai Yan raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

Concubine Liu Mang: "..."

Yu Fu was upset: "The game is deliberately causing us internal friction. It consumes so many players now. If we want to pass the level later, the difficulty will increase a lot."

Qin Kun glanced at her without emotion: "Those who died in internal friction, even if they can survive, it is useless."

People who failed in internal friction, still expect to let him pass the level?

Concubine Liu Mang tugged at Yu Fu, her voice softened a bit: "That's not what I said, even if their strength is not so outstanding, there are always more people than others."

Bai Yan dragged his voice "Oh": "So you are worried that the amount of cannon fodder is not enough?"

Concubine Liu Mang: "..."

She took a deep breath and got straight to the point: "Someone has to take more risks."

"But if we form an alliance, those numbers don't need to worry too much."

Bai Yan: "Haven't we always been allies?"

Concubine Liu Mang looked at Qin Kun again, but Qin Kun didn't say a word.

Concubine Liu Mang knew that these two people did not want to form an alliance with them.

She spoke again, wanting to persuade a few more words.

At this moment, Uncle An Zi, who had been "leading the way" for them in front, stopped.

They also stopped talking and stopped walking.

This is the "home" of Concubine Liu Mang and the others when they entered the game, even Song Xianglie's coffin was still sealed there.

There was no one in the lobby, but there was a pool of blood beside the coffin.

Uncle An Zi seemed to be nearsighted, he stretched his neck to look around in the lobby, and even got close to the coffin to sniff it carefully.

Then he bent down and slowly approached the side door.

Bai Yan poked Qin Kun, and his chin nodded to Uncle An in his opinion.

Following along the way, this man's behavior became less and less human, and closer to a beast.

As if degraded with time.

In the backyard, there were two men standing by the well discussing matters, their voices suppressed and their faces stern.

One of them was actually "Daddy".

He is everywhere.

What Bai Yan looked at was another person, and he had seen this person before.It was the ghost behind Song Xiang before.

But according to what Song told himself, he came out of the coffin!Then the person he "plays" should be dead at this time.

Bai Yan looked at Song Xiang with great interest, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't realized that this person was his "self".

Seeing Uncle An Zi, both of them were taken aback, Dad shouted: "An Zi! What are you doing here?"

He drank it, but it brought Anzi back to his mind a little bit.

Uncle An Zi looked at them with a bit of confusion in his eyes. His eyes wandered around for a few times, and his expression suddenly changed: "It's you!"

"It's you!"

"It was you who brought the disaster!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Dad blushed and shouted, walking towards Uncle An Zi while talking.

Uncle An's pupils shook: "It's you, everything belongs to you. It's not the group of college students who ran into the ancestral hall by themselves...you are in the ancestral hall...you offended God!"

Dad: "I didn't!" He yelled, then looked around, looking nervous.

Uncle An Zi didn't listen, "My Wang Zi was also killed by you...you killed me!"

"Wangzi was chosen by God!"

"No! I know my son. He must have seen your secret. You are afraid that he will reveal it. That's why..."

"Wangzi..." Father reasoned with him angrily.

But was interrupted by another person: "Wang Zi does know."

"Little Jiang?!" Father looked back at him.

Xiao Jiang waved her hand and looked at Uncle An Zi: "Because he also participated!" She said with a sneer, "Wang Zi grew up with me, how could I harm him. The reason why he died..."

"It's all because he scared himself to death."

Uncle Anzi stared at him blankly, and shook his head violently after a long while: "No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it...it's you! It's you!" He suddenly raised his head and stared at Xiao Jiang with red eyes, "You were the one who took those college students away. Bring them back, you want them to die instead of you! My son is also your scapegoat!"

Only then did he seem to wake up completely, recalling everything that happened in the village along the way, shaking his throat and weeping: "God is offended now, those college students have come back to take revenge! It's all you..." He raised his hands pointed the ax at Xiao Jiang,

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly trembled.

Uncle An Zi's head fell on Uncle An Zi's head with an ax like chopping wood.

A piece of Uncle An's head was chopped off, and blood burst out, covering his face.

Dad, on the other hand, kept on doing nothing, and went down with another axe.

Straight into his head.

Uncle Anzi let out an inhuman cry. He stared at Xiao Jiang in front of him, but couldn't say a word, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Xiao Jiang took half a step back and looked at Dad with a blank expression.

Father shook his hands, not as fierce as before. His chest heaved violently, as if pulling a bellows: "Why... how did it become like this..." He turned to look at Xiao Jiang: "It's all you……"

Xiao Jiang laughed mockingly: "Me? Ha! Which of you is innocent?" After speaking, she stepped on Uncle An's brain on the ground and walked to the well.

The scene here seemed to be over, and they realized that they had just held their breath nervously.

Song Xiang exhaled softly: "Everyone in the village is almost dead."

As soon as the words came out, Xiao Jiang and Dad in front of them suddenly stopped their movements, stood there stiffly and twisted their necks 180 degrees.

He stared straight at Bai Yan and the others.

On the other side, Uncle An Zi, whose head was still blooming just now, also stood up with his deformed head on his head, without moving his body and twisting his neck in their direction.

The three ghosts seem to have the same face, with a gloomy and terrifying expression, distorted and not human-like.

There seemed to be no tongue in their dark mouths, and they made a sharp voice: "It's you——!"

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【small theater】

Qin Kun: "You don't have to choose." The dungeon hasn't progressed to that point yet.

Bai Yansi thought: "It's really not necessary to choose." Anyway, they can't beat me.