Master Swindler

Zhong Liyu believed that Lu Qingjia would not overturn in this difficulty, but it still did not prevent him from subconsciously worrying about him.

The so-called caring leads to chaos, that's all.

The barrier of space and time has no meaning to him, Zhong Liyu can clearly see Lu Qingjia's current situation.

Time seemed to be stretched, and every second seemed extremely long.

At this time, Lu Qingjia moved. He didn't panic because of the unexpected rebellion of his hair and loss of control of his figure, and his whole body was still in free fall.

The calm expression on his face is enough to show his calmness, his arms and fingers are all entangled with hair, the way this ability betrays is very cunning.

As if he inherited the manipulative wisdom of the master of his ability, if he wanted to restrain a person's actions, he would not leave any flaws or omissions in details.

The entire silt space is dark, although Lu Qingjia, as the owner, can feel the area dynamics and any corner of this space.

The moment Lu Qingjia noticed the treachery in his hair, his whole body glowed with golden light, obviously he had exerted the resistance of the bloodline of the gods to the extreme.

Although this limited the hair's invasion time, the most important point was that the entire space was illuminated when he himself became a luminous body.

Where there is light, there is shadow.

Even her hair didn't notice that Lu Qingjia's whole body wasn't glowing. Although some parts of her body could emit limited light under the restraint of her hair, some parts were really different from other parts of her body and were in a normal state. .

This reflects his strong control over the bloodline, and he can even cut his own body.

Under the illumination of the luminous part, the shadow cast on the ground by the part of the body that was not illuminated suddenly jumped up like this.

This process sounds long, but it actually takes less than a second.

The change happened so quickly that the shadow pierced into Lu Qingjia's body almost at the same time as the hair rebelled, and then the dark shadow grabbed something in Lu Qingjia's body like a living thing and pulled it.

A glittering golden pocket watch appeared on the ground, and her hair hurriedly tried to wrap it around to prevent Lu Qingjia from having a comeback.

But it was too late, that shadow was originally Lu Qingjia's ability. Although the effect was different from that of hair, there was no doubt that Lu Qingjia could also manipulate it flexibly like an arm.

The tip of the shadow moved the pointer on the gold watch forward, and Lu Qingjia's body time returned to a few minutes before his hair rebelled.

He lost his restraint and fell from mid-air.

The shadow retracted under his feet, no longer having a sense of existence.

Lu Qingjia picked up the gold watch on the ground and heaved a sigh of relief, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

Although he behaves calmly, he is not a god after all, and he cannot be sure whether his judgment is absolutely correct in the current situation where there is not enough data for reference.

Lu Qingjia guessed that the betrayal of abilities might not just be the same every time, the number and frequency will increase as time approaches the end of the game.

If it is inferred according to the normal game logic, of course, there will not be more than two traitorous abilities at the same time - based on the average value of players of this level.

But nothing can stand just in case, at that critical moment, if the ability he relies on to solve the problem happens to betray or not act, then it is really hard to save the gods.

Therefore, Lu Qingjia did not choose to directly use the ability to go back in time, but turned it into a prop for manipulation.

At least temporarily, there are indications that abilities will betray, but props will not.

After all, strictly speaking, props are considered 'dead objects'.

Lu Qingjia kept broadcasting back the time of her body, for almost an hour, to offset the time when her ability might betray her.

After a while, it was confirmed that the crisis was temporarily gone before returning to the ground.

It's just that in this way, the meal at noon is considered a waste.

So after Lu Qingjia came out, he took out another bento from the space, hugged the cat back to his lap, put the bento box on it and continued to eat.

Seeing that Lu Qingjia was fine, the two players breathed a sigh of relief.

"You were too dangerous just now. Fortunately, you have good abilities. Two of you can restrain each other. At least you can escape without any problem."

Lu Qingjia didn't tell them what happened in the space, but said: "This time the difficulty will not be so kind that only one ability will be betrayed at a time."

"In short, you should also be prepared. Pull out your own abilities, use the method of numerical arrangement to calculate the possible combined attacks of ability mutiny, and then imagine how to deal with it."

Lu Qingjia's instinctive reaction was extremely fast. The two consecutive ability betrayals just now did not require him to presuppose in advance. Only relying on the on-the-spot reaction can save the day, and there is even time to think about the best option.

But others may not be sure. It is difficult to accept the betrayal of the ability that I have long relied on as my trump card.

The corners of their mouths twitched: "You, don't you mean that you have already made an idea?"

Lu Qingjia took it for granted: "It's impossible to cover everything. After all, I have more abilities. If they are arranged in numbers, the possibility is at least hundreds of thousands. My brain can't figure it out."

But that doesn't mean he can't respond.

Obviously from the beginning of the game, only Lu Qingjia was unlucky, but the two players really felt the difficulty of this dungeon once again.

Since the rest of the players were coming over, Lu Qingjia and the others were not in a hurry to go out for the time being.

With the coordinates given by Lu Qingjia, it won't take long for them to come here.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Qingjia took out the lamp oil he snatched from the man.

Looking at this thing, he said: "I always feel that the lamp is not the key, this is."

"Why do you think so?" The infinite player dipped the three portions of lamp oil that Lu Qingjia took out from the space, put it under his nose and smelled it: "My sense of smell is very strong, but I don't smell anything sinister."

"It's right if you can't smell it." Lu Qingjia said: "If you can see the evil door at a glance, then the previous players will not be stupid enough to order such a thing for themselves."

The village says that it is a natal lamp, is it a natal lamp?What if the opposite is a curse?The last thing players lack is suspicion.

Lu Qingjia reached out to the lamp oil to activate the old uncle's ability, but the lamp oil did not change.

This is enough to show that these lamp oils are not dead in the strict sense, at least until now their increase, decrease and disappearance are related to living things—or to be more prepared, they are related to living people.

This is in keeping with its nature.

Lu Qingjia combined the gold watch with the old uncle's ability again, and this time, a change was visible to the naked eye.

After Lu Qingjia stopped outputting abilities, the two players looked at the three things on the table in horror.

One is to be horrified by Lu Qingjia's powerful abilities. As far as they have seen now, time, space, and powerful natural abilities have all been taken up. Although they are also intermediate players, they are not at the same level at all.

Even if the other party has already participated in an exchange student dungeon, this is—

Especially the infinite players, all of them are locked in the infinite city, and they have seen many advanced players. Lu Qingjia's strength is already stronger than many advanced players, right?

Immediately afterwards, I was horrified by the raw materials separated from the lamp oil.

Because at this time, the three portions of lamp oil have turned into three lumps of fat with skin on them, which are still stained with blood.

Looking at the characteristics and delicateness of the skin, it is obviously human skin.In other words, these are three pieces of human flesh, which are obviously corpse oil made from human fat.

And next to the fat are some fragmentary small objects, such as hair, nails, or a few drops of blood.

Lu Qingjia picked up the strand of hair next to her share of kerosene 'material', and a camera-sized machine appeared in her hand.

"What's this?" Extreme Player asked.

"This is a genetic tester." Unlimited players are familiar with the hot-selling products in their own mall, and they are quite sour. rich people, or technical players, otherwise no one would buy it.”

While talking, Lu Qingjia's test results came out.

"The hair is mine." Lu Qingjia said, and then compared the two players.

The nails in front of the extreme player are also his, and the blood in front of the infinite player is definitely his.

Even the infinite player opened his leg, and saw a fresh big scar on his knee, like a new injury a few months ago. Of course, it has no effect at this time, but judging by the ferociousness of the scar, it can be seen that it was a bleeding at the beginning. A lot of blood.

Lu Qingjia smiled: "Great discovery, it seems that people determined the number of sacrifices much earlier than I guessed. I thought it should be within half a month, or within a month."

"Who would have thought that half a year or even earlier, which players would be the next one had already been determined."

Since the oil lamp can become the player's natal lamp, it can be used to spy on whether the player is still alive, so it must be connected with the player, there is no doubt about it.

As a result, the body tissues belonging to each of their characters were mixed with lamp oil refined from corpse oil. The village is far away from the city, and the young people have never returned. The process of collecting body tissues is not a short-term task. .

"There are now two conclusions that can be drawn from here."

"One, the so-called curse of moving away from the village was originally a conspiracy. Maybe it was just a simple curse at first, but at least the village is involved now, and has a lot of authority in the middle."

"Second, people outside, there are traitors who conspire with the village."

"Three, the whereabouts of the bodies of previous players have been found."

"Is this the player's body?" They were not surprised by the first two, after all, they were similar to their guesses, but the last point was horrifying.

Lu Qingjia looked at the three pieces of body fat on the table and nodded: "Even now, there is still a trace of undissipated spiritual power on it, which is impossible for ordinary people to possess."

"Of course, this may also be the reason why players' corpses are used as corpse oil."

Lu Qingjia is now far more sensitive to spiritual power than players of the same level, he can feel it, and there is an ability on his bracelet that can be distinguished, but it goes without saying.

In general, today is a very rewarding day.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, other players also arrived.

When other players entered the mountain village, their phones lost signal, but there was still an infinite player inside. He had that kind of signal receiver, and he got in touch with Lu Qingjia and the others immediately.

The village still welcomed the arrival of another group of players.

When Lu Qingjia and the others arrived, someone had already led them to the ancestral hall, and they were already paying homage to the mountain god.

It's just that these players are relatively honest, just going through the motions, worshiping as they please, and lighting the lamp as they are asked to light.

When Lu Qingjia and the others arrived, the man had already placed a few lighted lamps on the bottom row of the altar. Seeing Lu Qingjia, his aggrieved face disappeared in the morning, and he smiled at him in relief.

Lu Qingjia also smiled at him, and after seeing a few players worshiping the mountain god, he asked, "Speaking of which, they're always talking about us."

"Although our ancestors did wrong things and are punished now. But the village must have learned from that and become more reverent and humble to the mountain god?"

"Seeing that the sacrifice is about to arrive, why don't I see any atmosphere of arrangement at this moment?"

The man's smiling face froze, and he exchanged a glance with the village chief, who explained: "Who said that? We are preparing, but it's just that the time hasn't come yet, and it's just not lively yet."

"Is that so? Can I go and have a look?" Lu Qingjia said.

"What are you looking at?" The man frowned, obviously a little impatient with this man's nonsense.

Lu Qingjia said: "Speaking of which, we are also sacrifices. Shouldn't we say hello to the sacrifices chosen by the village itself? Anyway, when we get to the mountain god, we will take care of each other in the future."

"Although they are of the same root and family, it is a pity that they have not been able to grow up together since childhood. Even though blood is thicker than water, they still have mediocre feelings. Why don't you take this opportunity to get closer?"

When Lu Qingjia said this, there were many villagers around.

Although this village is as patriarchal as most of the closed villages, there is still a boy among the sacrifices. It doesn't matter if it is the parents of the girl, the parents of the boy are always distressed.

He hurriedly said: "Cheng Chengcheng, my Shuanzi's life is not good, and he has to serve the mountain god a few years before he came to this world."

"He has a mischievous personality. It's no better than being at home. Sooner or later, he will get into trouble. With your brothers and sisters taking care of this, we are more at ease as parents."

The village head and the man didn't have time to speak, and the group was about to pass together.

Lu Qingjia even took out a camera from his body, and said to them, "Can I take a picture of the whole sacrifice?"

"Don't look at me like this, I'm still a lover of customs documentaries. If my parents had told me that there is this ancient traditional sacrifice in my hometown, I would have come back long ago, and I don't have to wait until now."

"Although I may not survive this month, it is worthwhile to leave something of value before I die."

"What are you filming?" The village chief said angrily, "No filming! Do you want to kill the entire village?"

Even if it is closed again, it still knows that the sacrifice of living people is against the law.

Lu Qingjia said with a smile: "Then how can it be? I just think that in this world, false gods are in power, and most of them are liars under the guise."

"Our mountain god is a real manifestation. Since we have this ability, why should we confine ourselves to the mountain depression? I hope the light of the mountain god will shine on the earth."

"This is your fault. You can't limit a god to this place for your own selfish desires, so that our village can enjoy the blessing of the mountain god forever. This is humility at best, but at its worst, it is not against it in essence. Imprisonment?"

As he spoke, he sighed sincerely: "It's so pitiful."

"What are you pitiful for?" The village chief blushed with anger: "Why don't you pity yourself first? You have less than half a month to live, can't you eat, drink, and drink after serious consideration? The Lord Ren Shanshen needs it." Are you poor?"

"What's so pitiful about me?" Lu Qingjia said with a righteous expression on his face, "I have been interested in religion since I was a child, but I was disappointed in the end of my research. My lifelong dream is to see the true God and serve him."

"My dream has come true, and I have made contributions to my parents and folks. How come you say it is pitiful?"

Lu Qingjia looked at them with suspicion and accusation, and said, "Your beliefs are dishonest. So that's how you treat sacrificers? Do you think it's pitiful to serve mountain gods? Huh?"

The speech of the religious fanatics actually put the two of them on fire.

The surrounding villagers looked at the village head with dissatisfaction: "Master, why do you say that?"

"Didn't you say you were blessed when you persuaded our children? How pitiful?"

Now the village chief felt the difficulty of the shit-stirring stick, and he was more convinced by the man's words.

I just looked back and thought, okay, I was led astray by that kid.

He said angrily: "I have worshiped the mountain god for so many years, do you need a baby to teach me?"

"In short, you can't shoot, or your legs will be broken."

Lu Qingjia shrugged: "Okay, if you don't take pictures, don't take pictures, I'll just take a look, okay?"

As he spoke, he muttered dissatisfiedly, and the village head and the man only reacted when the group of people had gone far away——

"No, just watch it?"

"Forget it, forget about this kid." The man said with a sneer, "It's just a cleverness. It wasn't that he was clever in the past, but what happened later?"

"Let's not talk about the distance, just say that the person brought by his brother is worse than him? What's the result?"

The village head could only hold his breath and nodded.

Lu Qingjia and other players came to the house of the boy who was chosen as a sacrifice.

The one who was chosen was the youngest of their family, only eight or nine years old, just when people hated dogs.

When Lu Qingjia and his party arrived, the child only wanted to make faces with them, and wanted him to change into sacrificial clothes for everyone to see, but he also cried and said no.

What Lu Qingjia dislikes the most is communicating with children who can't communicate at all.

After a few polite greetings, he turned around and went to the house of the girl who was chosen as a sacrifice.

But this time without all the players together.

Because they passed by the house where they stayed, the players who had just arrived were led to settle down first.

When Lu Qingjia came to the girl's house, she was not treated so well compared to the boy.

The girl is the second daughter in the family, the position that is most likely to be ignored. After being selected as a sacrifice, the parents did not feel sad. I am afraid that they only consider that there is one less worker in the family.

The girl is older, she looks eleven or twelve years old, but she is sensible and mature, and she knows how to pour water and serve stools when guests come.

Lu Qingjia went straight to the point and said that he wanted to see the girl's sacrificial attire in advance. If possible, it's best to reproduce the sacrificial process.

After all, according to what the girls by the river said yesterday, the whole ceremony was held in public, and the elderly should watch it every three years, so they should have remembered it in their hearts.

The girl's parents were unwilling at first, but Lu Qingjia raised her hand and threw tens of thousands of dollars in cash.

The girl's parents can only say that they originally planned to severely condemn his behavior, but he gave too much.

After a while, the girl came out wearing gorgeous sacrificial attire. Since Lu Qingjia gave the money, she naturally wanted to satisfy him.

The girl's grandmother used to be in charge of the sacrificial process, from the layout of the altar to the details of the sacrificial costumes, all of which were displayed one by one.

Even if there were things that he didn't have in his hand, he even told Lu Qingjia with gestures that he must let him be personally on the scene.

Lu Qingjia noticed a kind of wreath on the girl's head, the color was a bit rare.

According to Lu Qingjia's knowledge, this kind of flower is generally in three colors of white, blue and purple, and I have never seen red ones.

Even with artificial cultivation, this village is obviously not boring enough to introduce ornamental vegetation other than food.

Then he asked the girl's grandma: "This is—"

"Oh, this is the mountain god flower. It's not the color that blooms anywhere else, only here."

"Wearing this kind of flower, the mountain god will know that it is a tribute to it. At this time of the year, children are not allowed to touch this flower, for fear that the mountain god will mistake it for a tribute and take it away."

Lu Qingjia nodded: "Boys and girls should wear it?"

"Yes."

Lu Qingjia smiled: "I see."

Then I learned some details and left the girl's house.

The two players who were with him didn't know that there was a high probability that this game had a rule to temporarily transfer the curse, so they didn't take what happened just now to heart, and didn't know Lu Qingjia's real intention.

When Lu Qingjia said that he wanted to see that red flower, the two of them realized that there might be something weird about it.

The three of them were about to pass when they saw two players galloping towards them with panicked expressions on their faces.

"Yes, someone died." Both of them said palely before they could stand still.

"It's Lu Jiang, he was killed by his own ability."

"We just settled down and were ready to come to find you, but suddenly a blade came out of him."

The player who died had the ability to eject an extremely sharp blade from his body. He was an offensive player who was good at melee combat.

At this time, he died under his own ability, not only his hands and limbs, but even the blades crazily drilled out of his face, head and eyes, destroying his body, and the whole person died a miserable death.

Although Lu Qingjia had reminded them before and everyone was quite vigilant, when it really happened, there was no time to react.

Only then did everyone realize how desperate the betrayal of their abilities was, and the difficulty of this dungeon far exceeded their expectations.

Even when that player died, the blade popped out from the ground, and the impact was so strong that another player was almost hit. Even though the reaction was quick enough, it still left a lot of wounds.

When the three of Lu Qingjia returned to the room, they only saw the silent figures of the remaining players.

Lu Qingjia stepped forward to check the corpse, and at this time the blade on the opponent's body had disappeared.

But judging from the hideous wounds all over his body, it can be seen that he was tortured during his lifetime.

Zhong Liyu jumped onto his shoulder consciously, hooked his tail around Lu Qingjia's neck, and kept quiet the whole time.

Lu Qingjia was about to turn the player's body over and when it touched the opponent's skin, suddenly several sharp blades popped out from that skin.

It was as if Lu Qingjia's finger was cut open, and blood overflowed from it.

At the same time, the already silent corpse suddenly moved, and a sharp blade in the palm of his hand pierced Lu Qingjia's eyebrows——

The author has something to say:

In this dungeon, all the conspiracy is based on the premise of targeting Jiajia.

The purpose is to keep him here, no matter how bad it is, he will have to bury a hole to cut off the possibility of his revenge success.