Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The players on the shore were densely packed, and when Qianwu got off the boat and saw those heads, he felt chills in his heart.

The five people walked to the shore side by side, Peng Peng couldn't help but said coolly: "With such a large base, it feels like people are going to die one by one."

Before Qianwu could speak, a man in front of them turned his head and said seriously through his glasses: "Look at the rules, it is estimated that there will not be many deaths, not even people."

On the other side of the crowd is a familiar scene, the entrances of some old villages and towns, looking from a distance, the architectural style under the night is somewhat Japanese, the wooden railings of the wooden houses are raised from the ground, the doors and windows are pasted with paper, like in a replica of a hot spring Those restaurants.

There is a road sign at the entrance of the village and town, with task reminders written on it.

A player is carrying a big lantern that is very unsuitable. It is estimated that it is a prop obtained in the previous dungeon. He tries to hold it high and illuminate it next to the mission card.

Qianwu stopped to read the words on the sign.

[——Entrustment letter: Heroes, hello!We are all the residents of Yijian Town. At the time of writing this letter, there are still 360 people in Yijian Town. You may have fewer people when you saw that the letter was invited.Yijian Town is a famous weapon town, and all the families in the town make a living by forging knives, but in the past two years, the knives in the town seem to have collectively fallen into an inexplicable curse.Every moonlight night, a resident of this town will definitely die by the knife.At first we thought that forging special knives offended the sword god, so we only forged ordinary knives in the past two years, but two years later, people still die in the town every moonlight night, which is really miserable.I heard that the knights have the ability to break the world, and I hope to help us out, and help us lift the curse before Yijian Town is slaughtered! 】

Qianwu and the others were the last group to land on the island, and the other players were already whispering the contents of the dungeon.Just as Qian Wu finished reading the reminder board, the words on the board were suddenly erased, and then new words appeared.

[The 8th dungeon: Yueyao Ye Killing Knife]

【Number of players: 80】

[Task description: The date of Jianzhen is calculated in two days, which are lunar and sundays, and alternately reciprocate.As stated in the entrustment letter, every other day, the town's knives will kill one person at night to see the townspeople.Players are requested to break the curse as soon as possible and ensure the number of surviving townspeople as much as possible. 】

[Friendly reminder: Players will enter the town as foreign knights, not townspeople. 】

"It's actually true! It's true that no one will die!" A voice of surprise immediately sounded from the crowd.

A smile appeared on the face of the man wearing glasses who chatted with Peng Peng, "It seems that it is necessary to stick to the word. I saw the entrustment letter before, and I was thinking, only kill the town residents, maybe we are not in the hunting range." inside."

"Phew -- I actually encountered such a great security book. If there weren't too many people, I would be able to score points with confidence."

"There are so many people in this dungeon, it is estimated that they are competing for speed."

"Agreed. But there are so many people, everyone should be careful and be careful of exiles."

The players discussed endlessly, Qianwu's eyes swept over the number "80", and he began to feel noisy.

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "It's not necessarily that people won't die, I absolutely don't believe that nerves will give such a cheap good thing."

"Well." Qianwu nodded, "Even if we just came out of the slaughter book, we haven't encountered a real safety book, it's just a bit more gentle than other methods of killing people in the copy."

As he spoke, he glanced at the players around him.

In fact, there were only a dozen or so people who were excitedly discussing. The vast majority of people looked suspicious, and some had no expression at all, just looked up and read the words on the notice board repeatedly.

The person wearing glasses turned around and looked around, saw Qian Wu and the others and came over, and said in a low voice, "Are the five of you together?"

Zhong Liye hummed.

"My name is Wang Bin." Wearing glasses, the voice was very low. He looked around with a smile while talking to Qian Wu and the others in a low voice, but his tone was very serious, which was very inconsistent with his expression—"I was holding the lantern just now The one looking at the sign is my teammate named Qiangzi. Except for us, the rest are lone wolves, let’s work together as two teams.”

Zhong Liye didn't say a word, and the three subconsciously looked at Jiang Chen and Qianwu.

Jiang Chen just smiled, "Why did you group us?"

"It's the eighth book. The larger the team, the less likely there will be exiles. And the five of you should be a full formation, right? There must be a talented boss in the team. Even if there is no one, he is a hero. Never Counsel." Wang Bin's eyes were very firm, and he flattered the loudest with the most serious tone.

Qianwu caught a glimpse of Peng Peng's chest puffed up by the words "hero".

Jiang Chen remained unmoved, "It is true that we have always been the popular choice for forming a team, but why should I choose you?"

Wang Bin said: "With the wit of my teammates and my cunning."

Qu Ying, who had lowered her head and was silently taking notes on the task, raised her head upon hearing the words, and couldn't help but say, "80 people, I just told everyone to believe that nerves don't kill people, and you still say—"

In the middle of her speech, she seemed to realize something suddenly, and she froze on the spot, looking directly at Wang Bin.

Wang Bin chuckled, "Got it?"

Jiang Chen, who was originally lacking in interest, finally took a look at him.

As soon as this person landed on the island, he began to lay out the layout.

He and his teammate, one held a lantern to illuminate the lights for everyone, and the other tricked everyone into trusting their nerves.It's already the eighth dungeon, and most of the ones that can be left have two brushes. The few who responded to them just now are either really stupid and sweet, or they are exiles who took the opportunity to fool people together.

Wang Bin continued to look around with a smile, his lips moved imperceptibly, and said, "Do you want to form a team?"

"You're very smart." Jiang Chen praised sincerely, then changed his voice, "No."

Mr. Commander withdrew to leave, his expression was as indifferent to strangers as before, but he seemed to be more disgusted than usual.

Qianwu resisted the urge to laugh and followed.

"Why?" Wang Bin almost forgot to pretend, and followed up with a high voice, "I'm full of sincerity, okay?"

Jiang Chen said coldly: "The quota is very full, and I even want to lose a few."

Peng Peng: "Hi!"

Jiang Chen paused, looked at Wang Bin thoughtfully, "If you are really interested, maybe you can form another team with the three of them."

He said lazily pointing at the other three people, Peng Peng jumped up and down in anger, Zhong Liye took out the medicine box silently and put it on his shoulders, Qu Ying obviously struggled anxiously for a long time, and handed Qianwu a jelly.

Wang Bin was dumbfounded.

I'm probably regretting what I said just now, "Every hero is a hero, and he will never be cowardly."

The round-faced boy who was introduced as Qiangzi in the distance said, "The characters disappeared, and I took the lantern."

As he spoke, he stretched his head to the top of the lantern, and blew out the light inside with a whoosh.Then, a road suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The road has always been there, but there is an additional cobblestone path gradually extending from the road, which is obviously an automatic GPS.

The players tacitly walked over in batches and orderly along the direction of the road.

The gravel path is very narrow, it can only accommodate two people at most, and it is dark all around.

I don't know what the weather is like in Yijian Town, but it's a bit cold at night, and Qianwu feels a bit chilly even wearing a windbreaker.After walking for a while, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to embrace him from behind, and he naturally leaned into Jiang Chen's arms.

"That Wang Bin and his teammates really have a bit of a mind." Jiang Chen said in a low voice.

Qian Wu looked forward, looking for the two figures in the crowd.He first saw Wang Bin when he turned a corner in the small road ahead, and counted forward for a long time before he saw Qiang Zi.

"The two people have been far apart since they landed on the island. They didn't look at each other and didn't talk to each other. No one knew they were teammates except us." Jiang Chen said calmly, "The two teams are absolutely dependent on each other, and they are more likely to be exploited by exiles. It seems that they have suffered a lot from exiles before."

Qian Wu only nodded slightly.

Compared with people, he is more interested in the lantern in Qiangzi's hand.Ordinary lanterns are illuminated by candles inside, but the lantern in Qiangzi's hand directly produces flames, which is obviously an unusual prop.

"360 townspeople, [-] players, this is estimated to take a little longer." Jiang Chen's tone suddenly became worried, and he kissed Qianwu's hair sideways in the night, and whispered: "I hope The living conditions are better, at least you can take a hot bath, it’s cold outside, and your back is sore.”

Qianwu listened to the first few sentences quite normally, but when he heard the last sentence, he immediately elbowed him, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Chen sighed, "Normal caring about you."

In the cabin for the past few days, a certain serious and upright commander has not been idle.

The excuse at first was "to verify that Douglas was completely freed", and later it became "celebrate that Douglas was completely freed".

Qianwu thought in his heart, Jiang Chen must not have been promiscuous in the three years since they broke up, and his energy was almost like trying meat for the first time every night.

Jiang Chen reached into Qianwu's windbreaker and stretched it from behind his waist.The noise is the noise, when warm arms wrapped around Qian Wu's waist, the corner of Qian Wu's mouth subconsciously curled up into a slight smile.

The players smeared the gravel road for a while, and after entering the small town, they found that every household had hung lanterns on the porches to watch the night. It was not gloomy at all, but had a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Somewhat surprisingly, the town is full of knives.There are different knives hanging on the door of every house, and there are knife carvings on the door of the big family.

"I'm afraid of killing people with knives, so I still have so many knives." Peng Peng rubbed his nose, "What are you thinking?"

Qian Wu said softly: "After all, it's a small town where we forge knives to make a living. We can't starve to death together."

"That's right." Peng Peng nodded and clapped his hands again, "Hey, you can do whatever you want, I don't need to question it."

"Here we are." The female player at the front stopped and said, "This should be our residence."

The gravel road extends to a spacious house, hidden at the threshold, apparently fulfilling its guiding mission.

Wang Bin went up and patted the courtyard door, and asked tentatively, "Is anyone there?"

After a while, the door opened.

An old man in a long ocher coat and a white beard stood in the door.He is thin and bony, but his eyes are deep and sober, and his eyes are hale and hearty.Although the beard is grizzled, he actually looks like he is in his 50s.

"Are you chivalrous men invited?" He didn't have much expression.

Wang Bin nodded boldly, "It's us."

The old man smiled politely when he heard the words, and said, "Then please come in. The townspeople have packed up this small courtyard and waited for you for a long time."

When Qian Wu and others came in, they realized that this was really a small courtyard dedicated to receiving them, because there were familiar rows of houses in the courtyard. There were five rows of sixteen rooms in each row, just enough for 80 people.

"I'm in charge of buying weapons in the town. I mainly connect the knives that everyone forges with those who buy knives outside, negotiate business, and exchange food and cloth." The old man explained: "You can call me to help you." field."

"Mr. Futian." Wang Bin was still respectful to the NPC and asked, "What day is it today?"

"Today..." Futian frowned upon hearing this, turned his head and looked out at the street through the open courtyard door, and after a long time whispered: "Today is Yueyao."

On the night of the moon, there is a knife to kill people.

"I don't know whose turn it is to be unlucky tonight." He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist as he said, as if holding it would give him a sense of security.

This action of his made Qianwu's heart tremble.

Perhaps it was because there were knives hanging on the doors of every house along the way in, and there was no sense of disobedience when this man appeared with a knife on his waist. Even before he made this action, Qianwu didn't even notice that he was still hanging a knife.

It was a serious saber, about a meter long.The scabbard is very simple, even to the point of shabby-the whole body is made of rough wood, without painting or other processing, the wood even has cracks, and the wooden thorns on it can be seen from a long distance. It's a dull pain.

It's just that following Futian's movements, one or two shining cold lights will occasionally leak out from the cracks in the wood. It is estimated that the blade just refracted the moonlight, which makes people realize that it is also a knife.

"This is my knife." Futian gripped the handle of the knife and said, "Every household has at least one knife that really belongs to them. Every moonlit night, everyone will hang the knife on the door to keep safe. We I don’t know whose sword will come out of the mountain to kill every night, but there is always a chance of survival if you keep your own knife out, maybe your own knife is more powerful than the one that killed people at that time.”

Qu Ying couldn't help but sigh, "There are so many things to pay attention to, will there be a competition between knives?"

"Of course." Futian tightened his grip on his knives again, and said, "Knives have souls. There are four magic knives in this town, such as the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the generals among the knives. This one is the four. One of the magic knives."

"..."

Everyone was silent in tacit agreement, with eighty pairs of eyes staring straight at the broken saber.

Futian took a step back subconsciously, and said vigilantly: "Don't worry about it, the knife recognizes its owner, it recognizes me."

Everyone: "..."

No one cares.

"So is it possible for your knife to go out and kill people?" Qian Wu asked.

But Fuda shook his head, "The four magic knives are rarely used, so we still believe in them as the four magic knives. Oh—but one of them did kill people, but only once, and the other three included me. This one is very safe."

"Which one is it?" Jiang Chen asked immediately.

Fuda thought for a while, "It's the one called Blood Sniff."

No one can understand what the smell of blood means.Futian said, "Since you are in the town, you must visit the magic knife. Although you, as outsiders, will not trigger the curse of this town, it is always right to worship the magic knife. If you are not sleepy, come with me Let's see."

"Where are the three knives?" Qiangzi asked.

Fuda said, "At the shrine, the shrine is just behind this courtyard, and we can walk there only a hundred or so steps."

Hearing this distance, the players were all relieved.

After all, living closer to the magic knife, it seems that they can get some shelter, although they are not within the scope of hunting.

The crowd followed Futian out. Qianwu and the others originally came in at the end of the line, but when they left, they became the front row, and Futian was one step ahead.

Jiang Chen asked: "The blood sniffing you mentioned killed someone once, when was it?"

"It was more than a year ago." Futian said in a calm voice, "Knife killing people is most likely caused by some kind of curse in this town. The four great swords are born with stronger self-control, so they will not easily hurt people. I guess the blood smell I really can't hold back. But the four magic knives have had an accident once in the past two years, so it can be considered that they hardly hurt people."

Jiang Chen nodded.

The so-called shrine behind the courtyard is actually three small ancestral halls side by side, but the stone road at the entrance and the tiles on the roof are obviously cleaner, which should be cleaned more frequently every day.The doors of each small ancestral hall are closed, and peaceful lanterns are lit at the door like every household, and the lanterns reflect three narrow plaques.

From left to right, they are Dream Drinking, Viper, and Blood Smelling.

"The four great magic knives that were agreed upon." Peng Peng glanced sideways at the old man Futian, "There are only three ancestral halls here, your po-plain wooden knives don't seem to have a house to live in."

You're not pretending to be a boss to lie to us, are you?

Distrust was written all over his face.

The old man just smiled: "The knives all have owners, and only the knives that have no owners will be offered separately. These three have no owners for the time being, so they can only be kept in the ancestral hall."

"That's it." Peng Peng suddenly realized, "No wonder."

The old man said, "It's too late. As a resident of this town, it's actually not safe for me to wander outside. I'll just show you a brief look. Please start the detailed investigation tomorrow."

Wang Bin nodded, "I'm sorry."

The old man began to push the door from the far left.

The first door was pushed open, and the "drinking dream" sword hung on the wall in the middle of the ancestral hall.Qian Wu was stunned at a glance, it was a more slender knife, slightly curved near the tip, like the delicate buttocks of a beautiful woman.The moon-white scabbard is gorgeous and delicate, and it hangs quietly on the wall under the moonlight, like a dignified and calm beauty.

"This knife looks good." Zhong Liye couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Jiang Chen looked at it for a while, then whispered: "It's really good."

These four words are already the meaning that the commander likes very much, Qianwu looked at him with a smile, and took another look at Yinmeng.

He has always believed that weapons have souls, and at this moment, he even believes that weapons have gender.Yinmeng is undoubtedly a cool and graceful chivalrous woman.

"Can you pull out your knife and take a look?" Someone couldn't help asking.

The old man looked in the crowd for a long time but didn't see who was talking, so he could only reply to the air: "Yes, but you can pull it out tomorrow. It's better not to take too much risk at night."

As he spoke, he closed the door carefully, then turned around to the next room, and opened the door.

"Viper."

The knife lives up to its name.The scabbard is made of brass, a little shorter than the ones on Yinmeng and the old man's waist, but it is very solid, and its weight can be seen at a glance.There are shimmering scales on the brass, which really look like snake patterns from a distance.

"This is a boy." Qian Wu couldn't help whispering to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

The old man briefly introduced how heavy the knife was, then turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall on the far right next to it.

Peng Peng asked, "By the way, what is the name of your fourth magic sword?"

The old man replied: "I named it Wood Dan."

Peng Peng glanced at the wooden scabbard he had picked out, and nodded solemnly, "The knife lives up to its name."

The old man didn't seem to understand the meaning of the quilt, he yawned, and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the third ancestral hall.

However, the moment the door opened, the old man and the players at the door were stunned.

The pure moonlight shone on the white and empty wall.

The shelves that should have held knives were empty.

"Where's the knife?" someone asked.

The old man didn't speak for a long time, Qianwu looked at him and found that his hands were shaking.

"Blood Sniff." He trembled, "Blood Sniff is going to kill tonight!"

The author has something to say: the floor!Come and play!

The little nerve screamed, ignore me and kill you!

Floor: ...Kill me.