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

Concubine Liu Mang and her party of four walked through the grass, and the road became narrower and narrower as they walked.

There was no sound in the surroundings, only the slight friction sound when they walked, the silence was sudden, and the unknown weeds that were as high as a person beside them were blowing in the wind, revealing the dark and deep inside.The sound travels through it, and there are constant echoes.

"Why do I feel that the road we took before was not so..." Difficult to walk.

Song Xiang was the last one to walk, and the place where his ankle was touched by the scarecrow was experiencing bursts of pain, and every step he took was dancing on the tip of the knife.But he didn't dare to say anything, he forced himself to act as if nothing had happened.

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by Concubine Liu Mang in front of her: "Stop." She made a gesture, and the scarecrow in her hand made a beautiful arc in the dark night.The three people behind them also stopped.

She waved again.The two people in front stepped forward very quickly, forming a triangle with her back to back, leaving a lonely Song Xiang, looking at them in embarrassment.

In the darkness, under the bright moonlight—the situation was unknown, and they dared not light the lamps.Concubine Liu Mang put a finger to her lips, then stuck out her tongue and licked it.

"?" Song Xiang's expression could be called horrifying.

She raised her fingers again and stretched them in mid-air.

"..."

A moment later, Concubine Liu Mang withdrew her hand: "There is no wind."

"?" Song Xiang was still in the strange feeling of the previous moment, and at this moment, he only thought about what to do with the wind, are they going to sail back?The funny picture of them flying up flashed in his mind, and he was about to lift the corner of his lips, but suddenly thought of something, his heart beat heavily, and all the hair on his body exploded instantly.

If there was no wind, how would the grass around them be blown?

Combined with the increasingly narrow road—are they walking into the grass, or is the grass driving around them?

He met Yu Fu's eyes, and both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.Obviously, both of them thought of one place.

The four of them kept that posture without moving, and the surrounding grass was still dancing gracefully with the "wind".They seem to be confronting the air, and the scene is funny and weird.

for a while,

"... Sister Concubine?" Yu Fu spoke in a low voice, her voice was as thin as a cat meowing, which startled herself.

The surrounding grass was also startled.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a "boo" sound in the air, and something condensed into a line suddenly broke.

After a while, as if roaring silently, the black weeds seemed to have discovered that their "prey" had an accident, and began to enter a berserk mode. Against them!

Under the moonlight, there was actually a slight glow like cold iron.

"..."

"Follow me!" Concubine Liu Mang shouted loudly, a stick appeared in her hand at some point, she swiped the long stick, and there was a rustling wind, which showed her strength.

The weeds in the front row were caught off guard and sapped, and they actually let out soft cries like babies.Look very aggrieved.

The weeds behind stretched out and entangled the stick.The sticks plunged into the sea like mud cows, halfway through the swing, they were forced to put on a new dress, and they were unscrupulously trying to wrap themselves around Concubine Liumang's hand like a snake.She shook her hand, and a ring of iron pieces suddenly stood up at the base of the stick, and then spun, like a meat grinder, from the front of the handle to the tip of the stick.

Grass clippings fell one after another and soon disappeared. I don't know if they fell into the mud or were swallowed by other weeds.

Others were also fighting with these weeds, except for the small circle where they stood, there was no way forward or backward.

"These grasses are not normal." She defended, getting harder and harder, paused, and said again: "These grasses are not normal."

"Isn't it obvious, where is the grass..." Song Xiang was injured, and it was the most difficult, but this situation couldn't stop his free mouth, "... like this?!" He grabbed it with one hand A weed, pull it hard, and tear it in two.Demonstrating to the weeds next to me, those grasses really hid back.

The scene was brutal.

Under the moonlight, the grass shed the cover of darkness, only to see that there were sharp barbs on the edge of the grass, and there were black lines growing on the stems of the grass. Those lines seemed to be alive, and they made an attack on him. The grinning grimace quickly turned into a weeping human face.

"Grass...it's fucking fine." Yu Fu couldn't hold back, and responded.

Concubine Liu Mang glanced at Song Xiang coldly, she was not blind to this abnormality, so naturally she was not talking about this.In the past, she would not have said it, but now... "We haven't been out for a long time, Purdue has not passed halfway, and the gate of hell has not opened."

"Then how did those ghosts come from before? This is already very suspicious. But it can be explained if they sneaked out of Pudu in the Central Plains on this day. But these grasses... don't look like they are today. It grows in one day. Not only here, but also in the fields around the village, there are no ears of wheat or rice, but the same grass.”

In other words, these grasses surround the village? !Song Xiang didn't pay attention before, but when he heard it now, he heard the clue.

"Could it be that these grasses were planted by the villagers?" the man said, looking at the grasses, frowning.

"No." Concubine Liu Mang vetoed it first, then paused, "No, not necessarily. But this grass must be related to the changes in the village."

The accident happened on the day of the Ghost Festival.

With so many players coming in, almost all of them are acting, so what about the original characters of the characters they play?They are all dead!It also happened that they all died on the day of the Ghost Festival.

Combined with the task of the system, they want to find out the character who killed themselves.In other words, it was a villager who killed himself!

What kind of hatred will cause villagers to hack each other to death on the day of the Central Plains Festival?

Moreover, the death is so fair.Everyone is a murderer and a victim.

How can this be achieved?

They can't be killed one by one.

While concubine Liu Mang was dealing with these grasses, she was talking quickly, word after word, without any structure.Obviously say what comes to mind.

Song Xiang was frail and strong, with one ear upright trying to listen to Concubine Liu Mang who was so young that she was about to "talk to herself", and asked in a pinch: "But if this is the case, then there must be the first one to be killed, and no one has ever been killed before." people."

He frowned, and followed the customs clearance method they introduced: everyone had to kill the person who killed his own character.So naturally, everyone has to avoid the people killed by their own role.

If the former is the clearance requirement, the latter is the difficulty of clearance.

In this way, if the code name of the person who has never killed anyone is A, then wouldn't the person playing this person only need to know the requirements and not care about the difficulty?

Is this the fucking Chosen One? !

The task given by the system looks like a circle, the murderer and the killed.But it is impossible to connect head to tail, so what is the meaning of this task?

The idea of ​​the Chosen One cannot exist. Once he exists, the system will lose its so-called [fairness].In other words, the system will never be so kind, all its rules are aimed at "fucking you to death".

Song Xiang didn't use the [Nonsense Prison] tool, so it was naturally impossible to speak out all the thoughts in his mind.He just asked that one question, but Concubine Liu Mang understood his unfinished meaning.

"Maybe it's a Mobius ring."

"..." Song Xiang was taken aback, and quickly turned his head to look at Concubine Liu Mang in horror. Suddenly, he was almost cut into two halves, and the corner of his mouth was struggling, "Could it be that the first person to die killed the last one alive?" people?"

In this case, this dungeon involves time and space again.

This level of difficulty, are you sure it's just a Zhongyuan copy? ? ?

As for the other two, there was a little confusion in their eyes. How did they get from the pile of weeds in front of them to that ring?

I kind of know that you are talking about clues, but the clues are the copy we are playing? ? ?

Can't the system keep players who are not good at deciphering a way out? !

Over there, Concubine Liu Mang nodded: "Maybe."

Song Xiang: "..." A burst of despair.

Yu Fu: "?"

man:"?"

Concubine Liu Mang spoke again suddenly, twitching the corners of her mouth: "I was just joking."

Song Xiang: "...!" He swallowed a few cordial greetings in his throat with difficulty.

Yu Fu: "?"

man:"?"

"I mean, the clues might be hidden in this piece of grass." She swiped her long stick again, with a kind of chicness to point the country. With the force of the grass, she flicked her wrist, and a few iron bars popped out from the tip of the stick. The piece turned rapidly, and the grass clippings flew all over the place, and the buzzing sound couldn't cover the weeping and hissing of the grass.

"Assuming that this piece of grass is a product of the villagers before they died, but the village at that time was still normal. The abnormality in the normal is the clue." Concubine Liu Mang was already prepared to set up a "lawn mower", she stepped forward with her long sticks instead of retreating, and jumped forward following their strength.

"They may be the culprit that caused the villagers to kill each other," said the ghost weeds that burst towards her halfway, trying to entangle her, but for some reason, when they got close to her, they wailed one after another and turned into grass clippings.

"Or the objects of the dead people's sacrifices in the coffins of every family," the grasses in front of them were not in a hurry, and they dragged the lawn mower straight to the roots. At the roots of this ghost grass, it was not fertile mud, but a rotten tree. Halfway through, a corpse with half a body of white bones was exposed.

The true face of the 'big ghost'. The remains of the corpse flew, and the rotting blood splashed on Concubine Liumang's body. The scarecrow on her left hand suddenly made a sharp metal collision sound, and the ghost grass around her fell down with her as the center.

Concubine Liu Mang held the scarecrow in front of her, turned her head to the three people behind her and said, "The key to breaking the game."

Song Xiang: "..."

Yu Fu: "..."

man:"……"

Song Xiang swallowed the word "handsome" in his throat with difficulty, but an exclamation came from beside him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa neither .

Song Xiang: "..."

man:"……"

Concubine Liu Mang just smiled lightly: "What's the matter." After a pause, "It's a normal operation."

Song Xiang: "..."

Fortunately, Concubine Liu Mang's words did not affect the movements of her hands. While talking, she raised the scarecrow and spun around to test it.

Wherever they went, all the ghost grasses desperately shrunk their bodies to the ground, and even the black lines turned into smiling faces.Flattery is self-evident!

When they turned to a place, the ghost grass there suddenly gave way to both sides, and moved them a path wide for one person!

The four looked at each other and nodded.walked in.

When Song Xiang finally entered this path, the road behind him was blocked.

There is no direction and distance in the grass, and the scarecrow is like a guide, leading them to the darkness like thick ink.

After an unknown amount of time, Concubine Liu Mang's hands were sore.

Suddenly he turned to one side, and without even thinking about it, he drew a half circle in front of his body with a long stick, only to hear a "ding—" impact.

Bai Yan withdrew the dagger and smiled: "To rob, hand over the things."

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The beginning of this chapter is deciphering~ (After finishing writing, touch the top of the head, where is the hair?

Why did the villagers compete to kill each other during the Ghost Festival?Why did the dead villagers grow grass on their bodies?Why is the scarecrow in the river so popular?Why was the dungeon npc tragically forgotten?Is all this a distortion of human nature or a moral depravity?Welcome to "Zhongyuan Killing Day"