[Quick Transmigration] Horror game

Su Ruo quietly saw the original face of "Wu De" in the shaking and blurred picture.

The real Wu De was just an ordinary middle school student. One day, because of his greed for money, he waded into the river to pick up money, and was dragged into the river by a water ghost.His resentment was sucked in by Shui Chu, so Su Ruo was able to see Wu De's former school, shrouded in lingering gray mist.But why Shui Chu wanted to kill Wu De, who had a similar face to Wu Zhiqi, is no longer known.

Because of the promise made to Wuzhiqi at that time, Shui Chu could never be reincarnated.He is from Wuzhiqi, so he can only stay here and stay by Wuzhiqi's side.

Just like even at this time, Su Ruo didn't understand what kind of feelings Wu De had for Wu Zhiqi—it was even more impossible to know what kind of feelings Wu De had for Ji Yaoxin and Su Ruo herself.

"Wu De" stood blankly on the bank of the river for a long time. The river water surged up from under the embankment, and the books under his feet were soaked by the water and then swept away by the river water.After a long time, Shui Chu lowered his head to look at his fingers.Long fingers, young fingers.He suddenly rushed into the river like crazy again, the current automatically parted from his side, and the pale water ghost smiled at him in the waves.

Shui Chu hurriedly ran to the underground palace, picked up the harp, and plucked the four strings vigorously with his fingers, but there was no movement.

He gently put the harp on the ground, bent down, and did not straighten up for a long time.After a long time, Wu De sat down against the cold and wet rock wall. He still looked down at Wu De's fingers. After a long time, water drops rolled down Wu De's cheeks.Did the river water that seeped into the underground palace fall on his face?Maybe they were the tears of Shui Chu, the human tears shed after many, many years after he became a water ghost in the river who could not be reborn forever.

Then, time flew by like water.Wu De's figure was turbulent with the swaying water waves.Sometimes he would go to deserted towns, sometimes wandering among the mass graves by the river, the night owl screamed in the woods late at night, Wu De stood on the river bank, the cold wind blew his hair , he watched indifferently as the water ghosts lined up towards the center of the river.The wind kept blowing past the river, and the shadows of the white clouds on the water were also illusory.Sometimes he was alone in the underground palace, and when he stood beside the alchemy furnace with his hands behind his back, his figure already looked like Wuzhiqi.

The resentment of the dead student Wu De and the violence of Shui Chu himself began to torment him, making Wu De often realize that he is an evil spirit that should have lived in hell, and like Wu Zhiqi, he devoured the drowned in the water. undead.Even so, the harp still couldn't ring.He is still in hell, and everyone is living in hell.

After having a human body, Wu De gradually began to try to go to more distant and populated towns. He talked with people and even made himself look like a normal person. He looked for someone who could play the harp, a master of musical instruments Or cultural relics experts, he tried to find a way to visit.But everyone said that it was impossible for this harp to sound.

There is no way, Wu De already wants to give up, but he has no way to give up.Nodding in front of Wuzhiqi that day, he had already branded an irrevocable contract.He still has to keep trying to make the harp ring, he wants to see Wu Zhiqi.Day after day, year after year, the days repeat monotonously.

Perhaps, Wu Zhiqi will never come back again, sleeping in the coffin in the underground palace under the river, and finally rotted in the river, just like all the ghosts in the water.However, a long time ago, he clearly asked Wu De to stay in that river, but now he fell asleep after only a few words of explanation.

Wu De probably didn't understand why he was so obsessed with playing the harp, was it to see Wuzhiqi again?He walked to the edge of the pool and looked down at the reflection of his own face in the water, as if he was looking at Wu Zhiqi through a layer of cold water.

Later, Wu De met a woman by the river who extradites the dead, that is Ji Yaoxin.He watched the woman take away the drowned souls one by one, and suddenly realized that this woman might be his kind, looking for something that he would never find.

"You can't take away the souls of the dead on this river," Wu De said.

Ji Yaoxin looked at him with an unpredictable expression.

"What are you doing here?" In Wu De's memory, Ji Yaoxin said softly, her tone was as gentle as when she spoke to Su Ruo, "You are a water ghost on this river, your sin is too heavy, I can't take it You took it with you."

"I don't need it, I can only stay here." Wu De said stiffly.

Ji Yaoxin stopped talking, she sat down on the sand by the bank.Her appearance at that time was exactly the same as Ji Yaoxin in Su Ruo's heart, without any change.She looked at the reeds swaying, and said after a long time, "Would you like to be a guide?"

Wu De said: "I'm looking for a way to make the harp sound again, you can help me, right?"

Ji Yaoxin looked at Wu De for a while, she nodded and said, "I can help you."

Perhaps the long days are too boring and hopeless. Like Ji Yaoxin, Wu De agreed to Ji Yaoxin and became a guide.

Later, they met Su Ruo.

after that……

A pair of hands gently covered Su Ruo's eyes, Su Ruo couldn't see anything.After a while, she found that she was sitting on the long bench in the teahouse, leaning on Ji Yaoxin's shoulder.Su Ruo rubbed her eyes, the memory of Wu De made her feel a little uncomfortable, as if she had a long and unhappy dream.

"Where is Wu De now?" Su Ruo asked, "Do you want to help him and let him see Wu Zhiqi again?"

Ji Yaoxin looked at Su Ruo, just like in Wu De's memories, she looked at Wu De, but at this time Ji Yaoxin's face was closer to Su Ruo, and she looked very sad.Su Ruo was puzzled why Ji Yaoxin looked at her with such eyes.

"We can't help Wu De anymore." Ji Yaoxin said.

Her fingers dropped slightly, sliding down along the side of Su Ruo's ear.Su Ruo's vision appeared again.It was still in this teahouse, but the teahouse seemed to have experienced a catastrophe. All the tables and chairs were overturned, the drawer was torn apart, the harp fell to the ground, and a string was broken.Su Ruo intuitively felt that Konghou seemed to have turned into an exploding gas stove, and the airflow of the explosion made the light bulb above her head shake continuously, filling the air with smoke and dust.Ji Yaoxin curled up in the corner, hugging the unconscious Su Ruo tightly, in a panic.

Su Ruo looked at the other self who was lifting the corpse, feeling complicated.

However, Ji Yaoxin suddenly put "Su Ruo" flat on the ground again. With a nervous expression on her face, she stood up, picked up the dropped Nether Token from the ground, and walked to the door of the teahouse.

"You don't have to be nervous." Following a man's gloomy voice, Wu De strode in. He looked at the hut that seemed to have experienced a gas explosion, frowning undisguisedly, his expression did not resemble Wu De.Su Ruo understood that this is the real Wuzhiqi.

Ji Yaoxin didn't speak, she watched Wu Zhiqi approaching her slowly, passed her by, bent over from behind her, picked up the harp, dusted off the dust, and put the harp into her arms.Wu Zhiqi's movements were very slow, unhurried, Ji Yaoxin seemed to be frozen in place, watching Wu Zhiqi finish all this.

"When the harp rings, you will wake up." Ji Yaoxin said.

Wu Zhiqi shook his head and smiled.

"When the harp rings, I will wake up. Those are all deceiving children." He said, laughing, but his eyes were colder than the river in winter night. "I need to sleep, and the specific time is up to me." How could it be decided by a small harp."

Ji Yaoxin sighed, showing a tired expression: "You should know that for so many years, that water ghost has been looking for a way to make the harp ring, and you should also know how much he wants to see you. But you lied to him .”

Wu Zhiqi's facial muscles twisted strangely, but he was still smiling, a scary smile.

"I am the river god, a little water ghost. How could I care how many people drown in the river every day?"

"You obviously care." Ji Yaoxin looked directly into Wu Zhiqi's eyes, and said not to be outdone, "You killed Wu De, I know, he is also a guide, he died, I can feel it."

Wu Zhiqi's face suddenly became very ugly.Su Ruo felt that this face-changing could be listed as a textbook-like face-changing.His somewhat handsome gloomy face instantly turned gray, with some faint lines appearing on it, exactly the same as the Wu De I saw in the underground palace at that time.

"He betrayed me, do you understand? You can't understand," Wu Zhiqi's tone was still calm, although every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, whether it was intentional or not, he fell towards Su Ruo I glanced at the place where I was lying, "He was very happy to see me, that's what he should be, but he begged me afterwards..."

When he said this, Wu Zhiqi seemed to be in great pain, he paused for a few seconds, and then said in a voice so soft that it was almost a whisper: "He begged me to let him go, he wants to reincarnate, he wants to leave I."

"You said you didn't care about him at all." Ji Yaoxin confronted him.

Wu Zhiqi walked out the door, as if he didn't want to stay here for a second.

"I don't care about him, but he promised me that it's up to me to decide whether to leave or not."

Wu Zhiqi's figure disappeared into the night outside the door, Ji Yaoxin chased him out, only to see endless darkness.She stood there for a long time in the dark with a dazed look.Su Ruo couldn't help reaching out and caressing Ji Yaoxin's face, feeling the cold mist.

"Wu De is dead." Su Ruo murmured.

"You should hate him." Ji Yaoxin stared at Su Ruo's face. Whether it was Ji Yaoxin in the illusion or Ji Yaoxin in reality, Su Ruo could no longer tell the difference, the two faces overlapped each other.

Su Ruo was silent for a long time, and at this moment, she could not quite understand the true meaning of the word "death".But finally she shook her head and said, "I don't hate him."