I'm super aggressive in an infinite game

"Xiao Mo, I can't protect you for long. You have to ask a ghost to be your master, and that ghost will naturally be able to protect you." Li Le said in a deep voice.

"Who else can protect me?" Bai Mo asked curiously.

Li Le thought Bai Mo meant that how could ghosts protect people?

He didn't think too much about it, so he said, "Tonight, you will go with me to the intersection at the entrance of the village, get some glutinous rice, and prepare an empty bowl."

At midnight.

At this time, the night was quiet, and the village was completely silent. It was very strange tonight, and I didn't even hear a dog barking.

Bai Mo followed Li Le to the entrance of the village. At this moment, a ray of moonlight slipped through the dark clouds and fell on Bai Mo coolly.

Li Le frowned tightly, with a dignified expression.

He took out three sticks of incense from his pocket, put them on the bowl filled with glutinous rice, and lit the incense.

Strangely, a gust of wind soon blew, and the incense was extinguished all of a sudden.

Li Le lit the incense again with a displeased face, but just after lighting it, the incense went out again.

In this way, I tried for five or six years, but the incense was not lit again.

Li Le: "???"

what happened?

It is clearly stated in the script that it can be clicked once!

Li Le did not see that several black shadows had just appeared and fled after seeing Bai Mo.

Li Le sighed, "Your horoscope is hard, and Yin Ling avoids it. Try one last time, if it doesn't work, I'll think of another way."

After speaking, Li Le lit the incense again.

In less than a second, the incense went out again.

In the next second, the incense ignited strangely by itself!

A black shadow appeared in front of Bai Mo. He was tall, but his face was covered with a layer of black mist.

Li Le couldn't see the black shadow's face clearly, but he only felt that Mo Ming had a strong sense of oppression coming from the man.

Bai Mo could see the man's face clearly.

Isn't this Fang Li, the grandson of the village chief in the previous dungeon?

Bai Mo frowned. He thought that Fang Li was an NPC, but he didn't expect him to be a player?

Presumably this is Xuanyuan Ao, the evil god he plays.

It seems that Fang Li's real name is Xuanyuan Ao.

Li Le only felt that there was a cold gaze looking back and forth at him for a long time.

He just felt that his heart was terribly hairy.

Although the script told him that the man in front of him should be the evil god played by the player, he was still very afraid of this man.

"Xiao Mo, this is your master." Li Le said fearfully.

"You still kowtow to the master?" Xuanyuan Ao said in a low voice.

Bai Mo straightened his chest, "Why should I kowtow to you?"

"Aren't you going to be an apprentice?" There was a faint smile in the deep voice.

Bai Mo thought for a while, and then said confidently: "I will only kneel in front of my sweetheart's suit pants!"

Li Le:? ? ?

Xuanyuan Ao grinned, but there was no smile in his eyes.

A voice suddenly sounded in Bai Mo's mind: "Actually, I would rather you kneel at my feet."

The voice came from Bai Mo's head alone, and Li Le didn't hear it.

Bai Mo, who was a virgin for thousands of years, naturally didn't understand this colorful sentence.

He didn't realize at all that he was molested by Xuanyuan Ao.

Xuanyuan Ao looked at Bai Mo's bloodless little face, and suddenly thought of some unharmonious scenes, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

Xuanyuan Ao has a secret.

His first erotic dream was a female ghost from a horror movie that he finally found.

Of course it's not the kind of bloody female ghost, but Xiaoqian from A Chinese Ghost Story.

That glamorous yet eerie aura made Xuanyuan Ao fall in love at first sight.

This is a bug that needs to be eliminated in the game!

Xuanyuan Ao took a deep look at Bai Mo, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Li Le had just escaped from that terrifying coercion, and said with lingering fear: "Xiao Mo, remember that your master is the only one who can protect you."

"Grandma, what about you?" Bai Mo said his lines.

"Grandma is old, and her strength is not as strong as before." Li Le said, looking at Bai Mo with some reluctance.

In fact, all his roles here are over.

In fact, the duplication of movies can be said to be the easiest or the most difficult of all dungeons.

If you follow the lines honestly, nothing will go wrong.

After the role play is over, you will be sent back to the real world.

It's just that in many cases, the player's psychological quality is not that strong.

For example, if you know that a room will be haunted, many players will subconsciously refuse to enter it.

This is actually a dungeon type that tests the player's psychological quality.

The most difficult thing is that the players clearly know in the script that they will die in a certain way, but they still have to do it.

For example, in a movie-style copy that Li Le experienced before, one of the characters accidentally fell into the soymilk grinder.

As long as this level is passed, the player can end the scene and return to reality.

But in the face of such a painful way of death, few people can make up their minds to jump into it.

After all, in the game, the pain is real.

The player didn't dare to jump into it in the end, but was killed by the ghost.

When Li Le thought of his imminent death, even in the game, he was still terrified.

Humans have an instinctive fear of death.

On the third day, after Bai Mo woke up, he didn't see Li Le.

He pushed open the door of Li Le's room and found Li Le lying motionless on the bed.

Bai Mo knew that Li Le was dead without approaching him.

All the anger in him had dissipated.

According to the script, Bai Mo asked Uncle Li to build a coffin for Li Le.

He looked enviously at Li Le being put into the coffin.

When Li Le was buried, most people in the village came, and they all looked sad.

"Bai Mo, don't be too sad." Huang Meng whispered.

In her heart, she was extremely envious of Li Le's early death and early rebirth.

God knows when her part will end.

However, the heavier the role, the more reward points you get.

According to the rules of the village, after a person dies, he must be kept at home for one day and buried early the next morning.

And Bai Lile has only one grandson, Bai Mo, so naturally Bai Mo needs to watch the night.

Only Huang Meng insisted on staying with Bai Mo to watch the night.

Although Huang Meng wanted to leave, the script required her to stay with Bai Mo.

Looking at the gloomy mourning hall, Huang Meng panicked terribly.

Village Chief Huang showed displeasure on his face, but he couldn't hold back Huang Meng, he just sighed, and gave Bai Mo a dark look, "I'll stay on guard too."

According to the rules, Bai Mo must light a butter lamp in front of the coffin, which is commonly known as the ever-burning lamp, which means guiding the dead.

And there is a saying that the ever-burning lamp cannot be extinguished. If the lamp is extinguished, the dead will not be able to find their way to the underworld, and will become lonely ghosts wandering in the world.

Bai Mo lit the oil lamp and stood in front of the coffin.

Huang Meng and Village Chief Huang sat outside the mourning hall.

At this moment, a strange wind blew, and the ever-burning lamp wobbled.

Bai Mo saw a woman in red squatting in front of the ever-burning lamp at some point, and that woman was blowing on the ever-burning lamp.

"call…"

The ever-burning lights went out.

But the woman's strange smile froze on her face.

Because the ever-burning lamp was not blown out by herself.

She turned her head stiffly, and saw a face paler than hers blowing out the candle.

Bai Mo turned his head and grinned at the woman: "I saw that you were struggling, so I did it for you."

Female ghost: ...

"Why is the light off!" Huang Meng rushed in immediately after seeing the darkness in the room.

"I blew it out." Bai Mo said, blinking his eyes.

"???"

"The ever-burning lamp is off, light it up!" Village Chief Huang said anxiously.

Bai Mo lit the lamp again.

Village Chief Huang's expression suddenly became serious, "Xiao Mo, did someone come here just now?"

"Here comes a woman in red."

"She's the one who turned off the ever-burning lamp, right?" Village Chief Huang exclaimed in horror.

"No, I blew it out."

Village Chief Huang suddenly felt his throat constricted, then he cleared his throat and let out a long sigh: "That woman is here after all, Bai Mo, she killed your grandma!"

"Grandpa, what woman, what are you talking about?" Huang Meng asked suspiciously.

Village Chief Huang sighed, his lips trembled a few times, and finally said nothing,

Turned around and left.

"When the time comes, you will naturally know."

Before leaving, Village Chief Huang left such a sentence.

After dawn, the villagers all gathered at Bai Mo's house.

Uncle Li was in charge of inviting the Eight Immortals, that is, the eight people who carried the coffin.

These Eight Immortals are all young men in the village. It is said that they specialize in this industry, so they often travel around and rarely live in the village.

Their faces were expressionless and gray, presumably it was caused by long-term fatigue,

Before the Eight Immortals carry the coffin, they must first use bamboo strips to tie the descendants' poles, then spread the descendants' poles on the bench, and then place the coffin on the descendants' poles.

If the coffin does not fall to the ground, it would be very unlucky if it accidentally falls to the ground.

After finishing all this, I heard a young man leading the coffin, shouting forcefully: "Fuxi! The heaven and the earth are opened, the day is good and the time is good... I don't know that other people's biological parents are like my own parents. Beat around the bush, Discuss with everyone;...Fengshui treasure land will be blessed, and children and grandchildren will be happy for thousands of years! The filial sons and grandchildren will lead the way, and all the eight immortals will lift them up together! Ho——!"

At this time, the Eight Immortals were ready to lift the coffin.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

The coffin couldn't be lifted!

The expressions of the Eight Immortals changed one after another. They struggled to carry the coffin, but the coffin remained motionless on the bench.

"This..." The leader of the Eight Immortals looked at Village Chief Huang with an uneasy expression.

The fact that the coffin cannot be lifted means that the deceased still has something on his mind and does not want to leave.

Village Chief Huang sighed and walked to the coffin, he reached out and patted the coffin, "Sister Bai, you can leave at ease, Xiao Mo, say a few words to your grandma so that she can leave with peace of mind."

Bai Mo obediently walked to the coffin, then lay on the coffin and said with a small smile, "I know Li Le has left the game, I don't care what you are, you'd better be obedient, otherwise I will be very fierce!"

After Bai Mo finished speaking, the coffin was immediately lifted up and trembled slightly.

"I, am I right, the coffin seems to be shaking?"

"I saw it too, it's really evil!"

The villagers talked a lot.

Bai Mo patted the coffin in satisfaction.

However, the coffin seemed to shake even more violently.

The Eight Immortals lifted the coffin steadily, and then swung it left and right three times, which is called a dragon wagging its tail.

Grandma Bai Mo's grave was chosen by Village Chief Huang. She was buried in the back mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers. From the perspective of Feng Shui, there is nothing wrong with it.

When the soil fell, the Eight Immortals put the coffin into the soil steadily, and then the villagers in the village sprinkled soil on the top of the coffin.

After spreading the soil, Bai Mo put a bowl on top of the coffin according to the script, also known as the Yifanwan.

This is to avoid alarming the souls of the dead in case the grave needs to be moved in the future.

After doing all this, it was already noon.

Most people think that noon is the time of day when the yang energy is at its peak, but it is not.

The so-called extreme reverse decline, in fact, noon is the most cloudy time of the day.

So after the burial is over, everyone must leave immediately, and if they hear any movement, they must never turn back.

Bai Mo followed everyone and was about to leave when suddenly at this moment, Bai Mo heard someone calling his name from behind.

"Bai Mo..."

Although faint, it is indeed very clear.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes and turned his head, and saw Bai Lile standing not far behind him, with a livid face, pointing a finger at Bai Mo, with his mouth open.

"Didn't I tell you to be good?" Bai Mo said unhappily.

Huang Meng, who was walking ahead, heard who Bai Mo seemed to be talking to. She pricked up her ears and listened carefully, but she didn't dare to turn her head.

"Li Le" still opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

Bai Mo walked up to "Li Le" and grabbed his head with his hands.

There was only a loud click.

"Li Le" closed his mouth that was originally open.

"Li Le": ...

Desperation, grievance, tears rolled in the eyes of "Li Le".

He glanced at Bai Mo full of grievances, and disappeared into the air silently.

After returning to the foot of the mountain, Village Chief Huang called Bai Mo to stop him.

"Bai Mo, just now I heard you seem to be talking to someone..."

"You heard wrong." Bai Mo said flatly.

Village Chief Huang looked at Bai Mo suspiciously, and then said, "Xiao Mo, I know I'm sorry for you, but now I've figured it out. Before, I was too confused to believe what that female ghost said."

Bai Mo looked at Village Chief Huang expressionlessly, and finally walked into the house.

Only Village Chief Huang stood outside and sighed.

night.

Bai Mo heard a loud noise from outside.

A figure dashed into the room, it was Huang Meng.

"Bai Mo, my grandpa, something seems to be wrong with my grandpa!" Huang Meng said out of breath, because she couldn't cry, so her expression was very strangely stiff at this moment.

Many people gathered on the road in the village, and they all seemed to be running in the direction of the back mountain.

Bai Mo and Huang Meng also followed in the direction of the back mountain.

When one of the villagers saw Huang Meng, he came over and said, "Huang Meng, your condolences have changed."

After finishing speaking, he patted Huang Meng's shoulder heavily.

"Grandpa, my grandpa!" Huang Meng quickly ran to the back mountain.

On the back hill.

Village Chief Huang's body was lying next to Grandma Bai Mo's grave. His whole body was bent in a kneeling posture.

And his hands were stuck in the soil, as if he wanted to dig up Grandma Bai Mo's grave.

The author has something to say: This article will enter V on 8.21, and V will be updated three times that day. Thank you for the support of the fairies here