[Quick Transmigration] Horror game

Su Ruo believed that she would see horrible sights when she looked back, such as rotting zombies with unclear faces, but there was nothing, just like what Ji Yaoxin said to her, the moonlight was clear, so the scene in the woods could be seen clearly.Not long after, Ji Yaoxin also walked down the slope and walked slowly towards her.

"You look tired." Ji Yaoxin and Su Ruo said standing side by side by the river.Su Ruo turned to look at her, the wind was blowing Ji Yaoxin's hair, making her profile pale.She still held something like a folding fan in her hand, like holding a whisk. Even though she was wearing a casual jacket and jeans, she still had a bit of Ling Ran fairy air.But Su Ruo is sure that Ji Yaoxin's hand is definitely not a folding fan, it may be Ji Yaoxin's weapon or something.

The river murmured and flowed.Su Ruo looked back, she felt an inexplicable loss.

From half a century to the present, there are many people who like Ji Yaoxin, such as Kong Hua, even though Kong Hua has long since died... Moreover, Ji Yaoxin and her age are actually dozens of years behind.

"No." Su Ruo shook her head. In fact, she felt so tired that she didn't even have the strength to admit and defend.

"It's almost dawn... If you're tired, go back to sleep." Ji Yaoxin said, paused beside Su Ruo, hesitated to speak, she raised her head and thought for a while, the branches rustled in the wind, Su Ruo was no longer curious about what Ji Yaoxin wanted to say to her. She held the scabbard of the samurai sword and quietly watched the river flow.

"Su Ruo, you are a very different person. I want to find time to have a good chat with you, about you, about me, and your sister..." Ji Yaoxin didn't finish speaking, waiting for her next words in Su Ruo At that time, Ji Yaoxin walked towards the hut, leaving Su Ruo standing there alone.

Su Ruo still stayed by the river, as if she was waiting for something, but in fact she knew that nothing could be waited for.The moon gradually set, and the eastern sky turned white. As the sun slowly rose from the horizon, the morning glow smeared and swayed on the horizon, like an overturned oil painting.Su Ruo has never seen the sunrise in Siberia before, but she has no intention of admiring it at this time.She walked back to the hut with heavy steps.Everything was normal. The hunters got up and chatted and laughed while preparing breakfast. Nana and Wu De were also busy and ignored her at all.

Su Ruo was keenly aware of some clues. The young man who was stabbed by her last night moved a little slowly. Whenever he spoke loudly, he would cover his ribs and cough a few times, as if he was injured there; Cloth was tied from the elbow to the wrist, and his hand was always hidden. Su Ruo couldn't help but think of the withered hand she cut off last night.

The hut might have been a tomb, a huge but humble tomb.

It's just that Su Ruo was a little curious why the three old men and the half-faced woman he saw last night didn't show up. Maybe not all the ghosts in the cemetery can show up during the day.

Su Ruo thought that something would happen during the day, for example, Nana would threaten her, and the person who was cut by her last night would find a chance to beat her, but nothing happened.Those people talked and laughed like yesterday, built a bonfire, played the accordion and sang, and then went to bed.On such a similar day, Su Ruo couldn't help but think of Ishikawa Sharo's haunted house.

If you live forever in the form of a ghost, living the same life every day and repeating the same procedures seems surprisingly boring.

Su Ruo's mood has never been too high, and she understands why she is depressed, because everything in her world has become a meaningless chaotic repetition.The hideous ghosts were not enough to threaten her survival, but instead became disgusting props.In other words, she was tired, very tired after playing this game.

In the evening, Su Ruo was still lying on the wooden plank. He closed his eyes in the same daze, but he was half asleep and half awake. She has disappeared, she is standing in the cemetery in the woods, the moonlight is still like silver, and the figure of the zombie is swaying back and forth in the fog in the forest.

Su Ruo held the warrior knife in her hand, with the aura of a god blocking and killing a god and a Buddha. She walked through the woods and walked up to the slope. The moonlight made her a little scared, and then she walked to the By the river, as expected, Ji Yaoxin was standing by the river with his back to her, with long hair hanging over his shoulders, and his figure was as slim as a goddess.

Su Ruo walked to her side, the moonlight fell on her shoulders, at first it felt cold, but then it was warm.Ji Yaoxin said, "Su Ruo, are you tired?"

To the same question, Su Ruo replied: "I'm tired."

Ji Yaoxin smiled - Su Ruo felt it was strange, she didn't go to see Ji Yaoxin, but she also knew that Ji Yaoxin was smiling.Ji Yaoxin said: "Su Ruo, you must be very curious about my identity, right?"

She walked to the slightly dry riverside not far away and sat down. Su Ruo thought about it and followed.There are too many mysteries about Ji Yaoxin. Su Ruo wanted to get to the bottom of it at the beginning, but later found that it was completely impossible. Therefore, it has become normal to maintain a mild curiosity about Ji Yaoxin's secrets. Now, Ji Yaoxin seems to have There are many things to say to her.

Ji Yaoxin held up the folding fan-like thing in her palm, and clamped one end with her white and slender fingers. Under the moonlight, everything happened so naturally.Su Ruo walked over, stood very close to Ji Yaoxin, and looked at her.

Ji Yaoxin twirled her fingers nimbly, like turning a pen, the folding fan was suddenly opened, like a Swiss knife, and a three-inch-long, cold, shining blade suddenly appeared on one side; she held the handle in her hand , the edge of the small knife soared, the color turned red like blood, and became a blood-red dagger; Before he had time to see the appearance of the lantern clearly, this magic prop became a flower in the hand of Blooming Ji Yaoxin again, with slender and bright red petals.

In the next second, there was a soft pop, the flowers disappeared, and the thing in Ji Yaoxin's hand turned into the wooden folding fan again.

"You..." Su Ruo was a little speechless.Did Ji Yaoxin perform magic tricks?It doesn't seem to be the case, so what is she trying to do by showing such a unique skill, to attract her to join the magic tour troupe... This is completely unrealistic...

"This thing is called Nether Order." Ji Yaoxin closed her fingers lightly, and the thing disappeared without a trace. Under the bright moonlight, Su Ruo suddenly noticed that Ji Yaoxin had no shadow, but her eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful And real, real like a dream, "is the proof of my identity. People in the underworld will know it's me when they see something like this."

"Hell..." Su Ruo murmured and repeated, not so much as hard to accept, but as completely confused.

"Perhaps you have already guessed it, I am the guide of the underworld, and so are Nana and Wu De." Ji Yaoxin stood up, walked up to Su Ruo and looked at her, her pupils were so black, as if all the light in the world fell into it , After all, there is only endless nothingness left, "We met in a dream, I asked you by the river if you felt scared, but you never answered me."

Su Ruo suddenly remembered that on the night when she died, her soul seemed to be unaware of death when she was cruising. She dreamed of a wilderness, a river flowing through the wilderness, and a bridge on the river. They are amazingly beautiful, but now I can't remember what they look like.The moonlight at that time was as bright and clear as it is now.

"The ghost guides the way..." Although Su Ruo remembered many things, his brain was a little short-circuited, so he could only repeat this very secondary word in a daze.

"Lonely souls sometimes wander in the yang world, so they need guides to guide them to the underworld and cross the Naihe Bridge... Guides are also undead, but not every undead chooses to be a guide," Ji Yaoxin said, with a lonely expression on his face Generally, "The greater the obsession, the more difficult it is to lead the way. More importantly, every guide is selfish. I am used to devouring people's fear, Nana—"

When she said this, her words stopped abruptly, and then she smiled bitterly: "This is a secret. Every guide has his own needs, but what other guides need, we cannot say."

"But Nana told me that you—" Su Ruo blurted out.Ji Yaoxin feeds on her fear, Nana said.

"Yes, Nana violated the rules of this world, or in other words, the rules of guides." Ji Yaoxin sighed softly. Su Ruo couldn't see Ji Yaoxin's emotions, but she suddenly realized that the pronoun Ji Yaoxin used was "" Nana" instead of "Yelena".

"So Nana will be punished. She is no longer a guide. This is her world, and she will disappear here. This is why I tolerate her now." Ji Yaoxin narrowed her eyes slightly, "Su Ruo, this The game will end soon, after Nana leaves, I hope you will give me an answer."

"What answer?" Su Ruo was a little shocked, because although she sometimes annoyed Nana, she never thought that Nana would leave soon, and Su Ruo couldn't imagine how she would leave.

"To live, or to die." Ji Yaoxin's eyes looking at Su Ruo are a bit like Hamlet's eyes looking at a skull, longing, or seeking, even her lines sounded so out of place at the moment, Su Ruo had a feeling Feeling overwhelmed.

Fuck, what kind of godlike development is this shitty story now?

"Are you tired?" Ji Yaoxin asked Su Ruo again.

"Yes." Su Ruo admitted.She was indeed tired. At first she felt that in this game, she was a player, and even if she started from the first-level trumpet, she still had unlimited initiative.But now she realizes that she may be just an npc, and all the struggles and courage she finally summoned are actually meaningless.