Every time I play a real game, I want to kick the old attack

The corner was getting closer and closer, and Coning listened carefully, and found that it was very quiet here, and it didn't look like anyone was there.

Gathering up his courage, Coning quietly flashed out.

A rusted iron railing stood in front of another corner.

Behind the railing was a narrow single bed, and some jumbled pots, as well as a desk and a stool.

There was a dead man lying under the quilt on the bed. It looked like he had been dead for a long time, leaving only a skeleton and hair.

"Come here, there is only one dead person here." Coning said to Bai Lianhua.

After I finished speaking, I felt quite ridiculous.

Just a dead person... It's just that his nerves have become so thick just after entering the game for a few days.

After Bai Lianhua passed the monster in the chapel, her nerves became much tougher. Hearing that it was a dead person, she came over without hesitation.

"This is the only local resident we've seen...although he's dead." Bai Lianhua said with some regret.

"There is a notebook on the table, maybe there is some important information written, let's go and have a look." Corning pushed open the unlocked fence and walked to the desk in this room.

The notebook was full of dust, and Ko Ning gently pinched a corner with his fingers, wanting to read it from the first page.Only to find that the notebook had been torn out a lot.

The rest of the strokes are very scribbled.

and……

Coning flipped left and right, and said to Bai Lianhua in some confusion.

"It's full of paintings..."

Bai Lianhua hummed and came over to look at it together, and found that there was no word in the notebook, it was all like a child's drawing, scribbled and hard to understand.

"Is it important information that the written paper has been torn off?" Bai Lianhua asked with some doubts.

Ko Ning thought so too, but he was still paying attention to the remaining paintings, hoping to find something.

……

"Look at this."

Looking through it, Coning suddenly made some discoveries.

Bai Lianhua looked at Coning's finger, and found that on the page that the other party was pointing at, behind a mess-like thing, there seemed to be a circle with a dot in the middle, which looked like an altar in a church on the totem.

"Isn't this a piece of graffiti?" Bai Lianhua said.

"At first I also thought it was a smudge, but I just found out that every page of the picture has these things, and... the paintings are very similar. I think, if it's just for smearing mistakes, just paint it casually, no need to paint so similar."

"After discovering this, I took a closer look at this group of things, and felt that it was indeed not simple. It seemed that its position was related to the pictures on the current page. Based on the simple strokes of these pictures, we Can you think that these chaotic and curly lines and the totem behind them, like the houses and trees drawn with a few strokes next to them, are sketches of certain objects?"

"But the circle totem is the god in the church. If it is painted out, does it mean that the deceased does not believe in this god, or else he would not stay alone in the cellar. After all, there is nothing so soft and soft in reality. The slender thing is floating..." Bai Lianhua muttered in confusion, then suddenly stopped.

In the normal world, I am afraid there is no such a shape, but in this world... they have seen it.

"It's a tentacle?!"

The two said in unison.

With the answer, the two looked at the paintings again, and suddenly understood some meanings.

"This...is the tentacle crawling into the house through the window?"

"And this one, the tentacles in the forest are beckoning..."

The two flipped through the paintings quickly, and finally found one thing in common.

Tentacles are everywhere in this small town.And it's always got something to do with that weird circle totem.

"I don't know why, why doesn't this guy draw the whereabouts of the residents?" Bai Lianhua said with some regret. "Perhaps the residents found the danger here and fled, so the place is empty. It would be great if we could know the escape route of those residents."

"...Maybe it was torn away. Or maybe..." Coning spoke out with difficulty. "Just like the man we saw in the chapel, the residents have also turned into monsters with many tentacles. After all, they worship that totem, maybe they are willing..."

Hearing Ko Ning say this, Bai Lianhua's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

"No... no way..."

"And... these torn papers, and the lights that are still on, does it mean that other than us, other people have come down?" Coning pointed to the dim lantern on the wall.

……

Bai Lianhua hugged herself in fear.

"Who? Why did he do this?"

It's very likely God Has Raw, that guy is so weird.

Coning slandered in his heart, but he had to think of other possibilities.

"Maybe... that person saw some key information in this notebook, and for some purpose he didn't want others to know, so he quietly tore up these notes, and then concealed this place."

As soon as Ko Ning finished speaking, there was a snort at the corner of the deep corridor behind the two of them.

Although the voice was so weak, in such an environment and the topic just now, the two people seemed to have been electrocuted, they bounced silently and quickly, and looked behind vigilantly.

"Hey……"

You heard me right.

The long, inaudible sigh sounded again.

The two of them tensed their nerves this time, so they could hear the source of the tiny sound clearly.

After identifying the direction of the sound, the two slowly moved their eyes in disbelief, and finally landed on the single bed beside them.

The skeleton that had been dead for many years on the single bed moved, its thin head turned a little bit, and its empty eyes looked at Coning and Bai Lianhua.

"call……"

The withered gums opened slightly, and exhaled a breath that did not belong to a living person.

Bai Lianhua covered her mouth, quickly took a few steps back, and fell to the corner of the wall.

And at this critical moment, Coning still remembered his skills! !He resisted the urge to run away and scream, but his beating heart beat like a drum and the cold sweat that suddenly drenched his whole body revealed his mood at the moment.

"Are you still alive? Who are you?" Corning asked.

The skeleton opened its mouth, but words came out from the decayed and clean mouth.

"Pollution……"

"assimilation……"

"All... everything... will be dedicated to... God..."

At the same time, the skeleton's thin fingers stretched out from the thin bedding, pointing upwards.

Before Coning could say another word, the skeleton's long-withered body fell apart with a bang.

The flimsy bedding raised some dust, and then slipped to the ground.

On the dilapidated single bed, there were scattered bones, and the skull's head was tilted to the side, and there was no more activity.

"What... what's going on?" Bai Lianhua said tremblingly.

"...I don't know, let's get out of this place." Coning frowned, and reached out to take the notebook.

Although he couldn't figure out the deeper meaning of this notebook, he could bring it back to the chapel and let others look at it, and maybe he would find something new.

Just after Coning put away his notebook and took down the lantern on the wall, there was another unusual movement in the corridor.

"What is it again!" Bai Lianhua said with a sad face.

Coning was also very helpless, and after listening carefully for a while, he discovered that the voice came from the corridor.

Did anyone else come down?

Coning flashed this thought, and didn't mean to breathe a sigh of relief, but felt even more nervous.

In such an environment, when he heard movement from other places, his first reaction was... Danger.

There is only one way here, whether they go out or meet the enemy, they have only one choice.

After recognizing the facts, Coning took a deep breath, grabbed the old stool in front of the desk, and voluntarily jumped out of the corner of the room.

Sure enough, there was a figure standing in the deep and dark corridor.

"Who?!" Coning asked with a lantern in one hand and a stool in the other.

The opponent raised an arm, slightly covering his eyes.But the exposed lower half of his face still made Coning feel familiar.

It turned out to be someone I've seen!

One of two who ran out of the chapel for the first time.

Seeing that it was a player, Coning was slightly relieved, but he soon remembered that the notebook in this place had been torn up.Was it the man in front of me who did it?

In the end, Coning didn't approach the other party, but just asked suspiciously.

"Why are you here?"

The other party didn't speak, but took a step closer to Coning.

Coning subconsciously took a step back.

At this time, Bai Lianhua heard the movement and realized that the situation here was not right, so she also quietly walked out of the room, and stood behind Coning to peek.

At this time, the silent player took a few steps closer to the two of them.

"Don't move!" Coning noticed something was wrong and shouted.

The silent players continued to move forward. After all, this corridor is not long, and those who are blocked in it have no way out.