[Quick Transmigration] Horror game

The two walked side by side, the red flowers stretched endlessly, the flames burned from under their feet, and the black river engulfed everything in the riverbed.Su Ruo inexplicably thought that the women on both sides of the bridge would never meet each other, just like the flowers and leaves on the other side cannot meet.She stretched out her hand to hold Ji Yaoxin's hand, and Ji Yaoxin held Su Ruo's finger instead.

Ji Yaoxin is still by her side.

Su Ruo finally walked onto the bridge again.The bricks used to pave the bridge turned black early in the morning, and there were faintly visible scratches on them, which might be words, but they could not be distinguished for a long time.The river flowed under the bridge, thick as night.Ji Yaoxin took Su Ruo to the center of the bridge, stood by the bridge, and made way for the dead souls who crossed the bridge again.

The red Nether Token in her hand was like a beating heart.Su Ruo's cell phone also slowly changed, returning to the original shape of Nether Ling, flashing red.

Li Feifei was the first to pass by here, and she nodded to Su Ruo expressionlessly.She was holding the hand of a tall man who held a child in his arms, her husband and child.Su Ruo suddenly remembered that when she lived at Li Feifei's house, Li Feifei told Su Ruo that one day she dreamed that Su Ruo was walking towards her with a red glowing object in her hand, and Li Feifei was sure that Su Ruo could save her.

Li Feifei walked over, and Su Ruo watched off her former classmate for a long time, but her figure disappeared into the black forest on the other side of the bridge.

Then the two sisters Mu Que walked across the bridge.There are still a few flowers hanging on Mu Qu's hair, which will bloom in summer.When she died, half of her body was submerged in the water, and the water was full of flowers and leaves that were picked and destined to wither. It was the tomb that her younger brother had hastily piled up for her; Su Ruo couldn't help sighing, and turned her gaze to Mu An again. , He was also wearing a sweater with a huge word "mentally retarded". These two words were fluorescent, like the eyes of some beast in the dark.His expression was not as gloomy as he had seen before, and he seemed much calmer.Only at this time, the faces of Mu Que and Mu An's sister and brother are very similar, making people realize that these two people are related by blood.

When the two passed by, they both bowed their heads slightly to Su Ruo and put their hands together in front of their chests, which seemed to be a Taoist etiquette.

After that, Xi Shaoqing also walked over, he also saluted Su Ruo and Ji Yaoxin, and Ji Yaoxin saluted him back.In fact, there is no need for Ji Yaoxin to do this, unless she respects Xi Shaoqing sincerely.

One after another, the dead souls walked past.Su Ruo knew that among these people, there would never be Ishikawa Sara and Ishikawa Xiyan again.The two sisters have probably turned into cherry blossoms flying all over the sky, falling to the ground one by one, and buried deep in the soil.

The last person to walk over was Kong Hua.He stood there for a long time, looking at Ji Yaoxin, Su Ruo thought to himself, it was like when they were still in college, they stared at each other, it meant nothing, but seemed to convey a thousand words.Then Kong Hua bowed to Ji Yaoxin, lowered his head and hurried over.

Mo Yan would not go this way either.

The world is silent, and the new moon is still hanging in the sky.What should end is over, what should begin has just begun.

Ji Yaoxin: "Go back, Su Ruo, it's time to go back."

Su Ruo nodded, then closed his eyes.She knew that she was the guide, Ji Yaoxin's guide.

It was pitch black in front of her eyes. At first everything was quiet, except for the sound of the wind. Later, Su Ruo heard the roar of cars passing by on the road. Not far away, there were hawkers hawking, and two people chatting loudly; Smelling the smell of deep-fried food at a roadside stall, she opened her eyes. She was standing with Ji Yaoxin next to a bustling street in the city. The neon lights of the hotel across the road fell on Ji Yaoxin's face, reflecting a colorful world of fireworks. .

When they came back, they were on the road outside the neighborhood that Su Ruo was most familiar with, and at the end of a certain alley that extended into a dilapidated house on the opposite side of the road, in Ji Yaoxin's small teahouse, the warm tea still automatically Pour up.

"After Mo Yan's death, you can go to me, but you wait for me to go to you." Su Ruo raised her head and said softly.

"I will wait for you, but I will never force you, nor will I take the initiative to find you." Ji Yaoxin said carefully, speaking each word very slowly, "Su Ruo, I owe you this."

"I should have died too. The end of the life-and-death formation...I remember it clearly now." Su Ruo asked, she turned her head and looked at Ji Yaoxin's pale side face, "But why am I still standing here alive?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Yaoxin's mouth, as if she was just waiting for Su Ruo to ask this question.She took Su Ruo's hand, her figure was as light as an elf traveling through the night, she led Su Ruo across the road, and walked to the depths of the alley.Su Ruo raised her head, it wasn't a clear night, and she could barely see Venus as big as a pinhead, shimmering in the dark blue velvet sky.

"I see, it's Wu De," Su Ruo said suddenly, "It was the harp, you played it, not Wu De."

Ji Yaoxin lowered his head and remained silent.Su Ruo has long been used to Ji Yaoxin's silence, which actually expresses affirmation.So Su Ruo laughed again, she knew what Ji Yaoxin was going to say to her.

"You don't want to owe Wu De anything, do you? You want to help him."

While talking, they had already walked into the teahouse. Ji Yaoxin reached out and brushed aside the tattered door curtains. There were still dilapidated tables, chairs and furniture, the light bulbs were yellow and black, and water mist was rising from the teacups.But Su Ruo's gaze was attracted by the harp placed in the middle of the table.

The harp is missing a string, and its appearance is more mottled and dull. It looks like no one wants to sell it.

Su Ruo walked over and picked up the hou casually, her back suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if a hand had slapped Su Ruo's back hard, and countless needles pierced into the skin with this huge force.Su Ruo couldn't help but screamed.

Ji Yaoxin asked her: "Did you see it?"

Su Ruo turned to look at Ji Yaoxin, but she didn't see Ji Yaoxin, she saw a wide river with sparkling water, and reeds swaying in the mud and sand beside the river, where the roots of those reeds were entangled, there was a person standing over there.The river was up to his waist, his hair was sticking naked to his face, and his eyes were blank; sometimes he looked at the embankment, watching pedestrians pass by, and sometimes he looked at fishing boats passing by the river.

Su Ruo made a detour in front of this man and saw his face clearly.

"His" face was only swollen and pale, and the facial features could not be distinguished at all.Probably a long-dead Shui Shi.

At night, a vortex suddenly appeared in the middle of the river, and the water level dropped rapidly. In the distant night, a man in a gray robe walked from the river bed, his hair fluttering in the night wind.Su Ruo was taken aback. The man in the gray robe looked exactly like Wu De, but his expression was much darker.He walked up to Shui Chu, sized him up for a while, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to stay here forever?"

The tone is domineering, unquestionable, and the questions at the end are heavily sank.Su Ruo understood that this was the real Wuzhiqi.

Shui Chu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, from now on, you will be mine." Wu Zhiqi looked at Shui Chu coldly, but his tone was a little gentler.Shui Chu still stood blankly among the reeds, like a half dead tree.

Wu Zhiqi turned around and walked towards the center of the river, kicking away the shallow water at his feet, Shui Chu stood among the reeds for a while, and hurriedly followed.

The days passed quickly, and the water flowed over the lowlands.The underground palace he had seen before reappeared in the illusion. Shui Chu stepped on the iron chain hanging above the underground palace. He sat down on the iron chain and looked down. Wuzhiqi was looking down at the fire in the alchemy furnace.

Wuzhiqi said, "You, come down."

Shui Chu has no name, and Wu Zhiqi always calls him "you".Shui Chu jumped off the iron chain lightly, Wu Zhiqi held a small harp in his hand, he plucked the strings, the harp made a monotonous sound, the reverberation had a pleasant taste, but it didn't make a tune at all.Wu Zhiqi said: "I like to hear the sound of konghou, play it for me."

Shui Chu took Kong Hou carefully, he didn't dare to touch Wu Zhiqi's hand, he was afraid that the water stains on his hands with the smell of water plants would stain Wu Zhiqi's cuffs, but he wanted to touch Wu Zhiqi so much, Even though he knew that the other party's body was as completely cold as his own.Wuzhiqi sensed Shui Chu's shrinking, and said, "I'm afraid of my hands and feet."

He grabbed Shui Chu's hand and put the small harp into Shui Chu's palm.

Su Ruo silently watched what had happened before him, Shui Ruo retreated to one side, and sat down slowly. He began to pluck the four strings. Among the blue and green swaying will-o'-the-wisps on the stone wall, his face was half-lit and half-dark. , thoughtfully.After plucking the strings for an unknown amount of time, Shui Chu found that Wu Zhiqi had fallen asleep leaning on the pill furnace.

A long time later, Su Ruo saw Shui Chu walking on the waves of the river, sleeping on the sandy ground on the bank in the starry night, gazing at the silent mountains in the night.He stood in the underground palace, the criss-crossing chains above his head were like spider webs.Sometimes he would walk a long way away from the water, to a nearby small town, and wherever he walked, thick gray fog would rise.There are fewer and fewer people in the town, maybe the war has come here, Shui Chu is not very clear, he only remembers that when he came to the town one day, it was completely deserted, and weeds and weeds came from every household. born on the courtyard wall.

Su Ruo has no way of guessing what kind of feelings Shui Chu has for Wu Zhiqi, just as it is difficult for her to connect Shui Chu with Wu De.

One day, Wu Zhiqi told Shui Chu: "I should go. I will come back when the harp sounds again."

Shui Chu didn't say anything, and Wu Zhiqi wouldn't say goodbye any more.During the night, it rained heavily, and the river swelled very high.Shui Chu was running on the embankment, and the embankment would be washed away soon. He fell into the water and was pushed into the water by the waves. This was his home, but at this moment he felt the bone-chilling cold.

After daybreak, Shui Mi went back to the underground palace in the eye of the river, Wu Zhiqi still leaned on the alchemy furnace as before, as if he had fallen asleep, the fire in the furnace had been extinguished, and the harp was placed on the ground perfectly.Shui Chu walked over, picked up the harp, and tried to pluck a few strings, but there was no sound at all.

He put Wuzhiqi into the coffin, and then there were many years of long waiting.The sun rises and the moon sets, the tide rises and ebbs.Until one day, Shui Chu was standing by the river, when it was already dark, he saw a young boy riding a bicycle on the road beside the river embankment, that boy looked very much like Wu Zhiqi.

Su Ruo saw Shui Chu standing on the shore in a daze for a long time, but she didn't know what Shui Chu was thinking, whether there was a fierce ideological struggle.She just watched helplessly as Shui Chu picked off the reed leaves and sprinkled them into the shallow water on the shore. Those reed leaves swirled one after another and turned into hundreds of yuan bills.The boy on the bicycle saw it, stopped the car, hesitated for a moment, and went to the water to pick it up.

The water ghost pulled the boy into the water, and Shui Chu stepped forward, his pale, featureless face twitching, maybe he was trying to show a smile, maybe he was crying bitterly.After he devoured the boy's soul, he turned into a boy.

He walked to the bank, and there was a line of wet footprints in the sandy land on the bank.The boy's bicycle and schoolbag were thrown on the shore. He opened the schoolbag, and the boy's name, Wu De, was written on the homework book, so he was called Wu De from then on.