I'm a god in the infinite game

When all the ten ghosts returned to the wine jar, the partial tomb where Bai Liu was located finally made the sound of the mechanism twisting, and the bottom of the tomb suddenly sank downward. There was a lot of smoke and dust.

The light of the candlestick in Bai Liu's hand dimmed suddenly.

Everything around was engulfed in thick smoke, Bai Liu heard the sound of jars rolling around on the ground, and some of them touched his feet, fell to pieces, and made a crackling sound.

Now Bai Liu estimated that all the ghosts in the entire tomb had been released.

Ghosts with corpses, or to be more precise, corpses crawling in the thick smoke, from time to time, a face without facial features poked out from the smoke and sniffed.

There are two blood-red slits in the eyes of some ghosts, and the bloodshot eyeballs are rolling in the eye sockets, as if they are looking for the white willow in the darkness of smoke and dust, and then crawl to the bright place.

Bai Liu exhaled and blew out the candlestick in her hand, everything was plunged into darkness, and she couldn't see anything.

He could feel that the tomb was still sinking slowly, and he didn't know when it would stop. From time to time, wet hair, hands and feet ran over Bai Liu's back and ankles, and he felt the sound of sniffing breath coming from his ears and the sound of his tongue moving. The slippery sound of licking something.

The cold feeling kept approaching Bai Liu, and those corpses seemed to be about to find Bai Liu hidden in the darkness by sniffing.

Bai Liu took two steps back. He leaned against the wall, calmly took off his coat and soaked it in the corpse water flowing on the ground, and then wrapped his lower body with this coat soaked in corpse water. The empty wine jar that had crawled away was put on his head in turn, and then he huddled in the corner and held his breath.

The strong smell of corpses covered up the smell of Bailiu, and the sniffing sounds of these ghosts seemed to be much smaller in the dark. Correspondingly, the sound of their crawling became more and more frequent, and Bailiu could hear pots and broken tiles from time to time. The sound of chips being planed.

The tomb seemed to be about to sink to a fixed position, and it began to make a clicking sound.

Bai Liu could feel a ghost approaching him, and after sniffing around the mouth of the jar twice, he left again.

Of course there are those who have not left.

Bai Liu looked down through the mouth of the wine jar, and from his narrow field of vision, he could vaguely see a pair of wet, pale feet standing on the ground very close in front of him, still seeping water.

Bai Liu slowly turned the wine jar on his head towards the wall, trying to avoid the corpse standing in front of him, but as he turned, his feet also tiptoed slowly, walking in the direction of Bai Liu's turning .

In the end, it became again, the tiptoe of this toe was facing the white willow wearing the wine jar, and it was a little closer.

Bai Liu paused subtly, he remembered the explanation of pointing toes in "Maoshan Magic".

The ghost pointing its toes at you means to get on your body, or to follow you home and live with you, so there is a saying that you should not put your shoes on the bed at night, because the ghost will step on you. in your shoes, in your bed, and with you.

There are so many ghosts here, only this one is persistently guarding Bailiu's place.

It's not because he wants to live with him... Bai Liu glanced at the wine jar he used.

The legs standing in front of Bai Liu slowly bent down and squatted down in front of Bai Liu.

Bai Liu could see the position below its shoulders. The thing hugged its knees with both hands, and was silent for a while, then its joints began to deform, and its head turned 120 degrees. The eyeballs are all black.

It pointed to the jar on the head of the white willow, and made a strange grunting sound in its throat, like a person talking in water:

"This is my... jar, your jar, where?"

The tomb finally sank to the bottom, and there was a heavy earthquake, the tomb fell to a new place, the position of the main entrance was opened, and a dark corridor passage appeared.

Bai Liu quickly took off the wine jar from his head and put it on the head of the ghost in front of him: "I borrowed it just now, and I'll return it to you now."

After finishing speaking, Bai Liu turned around and rushed into the corridor without looking back.

Those ghosts found Bai Liu, a running human being, screamed and crawled on the wall to chase after him.

The corpses behind were also crawling extremely fast. If there was light, Bai Liu would be able to see the afterimages of these corpses turning their hands and feet when he turned his head.

At the moment when these ghosts were about to chase Bai Liu, Bai Liu took off her close-fitting clothes, threw it in the front direction, then turned sideways suddenly, and turned into a passage opened beside the corridor.

The ghosts at the back were chasing after him, but it seemed that in the dark, these ghosts relied on their sense of smell to chase strangers. Bai Liu hid in the side corridor, and felt the ghosts running past him, towards the man who smelled like him. The close-fitting blouse ran.

Bai Liu breathed lightly, and he watched the corpses bulge into a white ball where their clothes were, and their teeth creaked.

Soon there was the sound of clothes being torn apart in the corridor.

The corpses that had been piled up dispersed, and one corpse held out a wine jar. They seemed to put the fragments of clothes into the wine jar as the remains of Bailiu's corpse, and used the red flag with the inscription on it. After sealing the paper, he turned around and crawled back with the wine jar.

Obviously, they thought they made Bai Liu into the next ghost, and they were going to take it back to feed [Tiger].

Bai Liu raised his eyebrows slightly.

The actions of these ghosts are so well-known that the "human flesh" in their mouths can be shredded and put into a jar. It doesn't seem to be guided by irrational ghosts, but rather like they were deliberately trained by living people.

But in this tomb full of ghosts and ghosts, in Yinshan Village where the last descendants were drowned, besides these four returnees, who else would be alive?

Just as Bai Liu was about to poke his head out to see where these ghosts were going to send the wine jars containing "self", a black hand suddenly stretched out from the side and tightly covered his mouth and nose.

"Don't look back!" Someone warned hoarsely, "Something is coming to clean up the venue!"

Bai Liu obediently did not move.

Soon, several paper figurines who were only half the height of Bai Liu appeared. These paper figurines were giggling, with smiling faces made of ink on their faces, holding a paper broom in their hands and sweeping back and forth around the place where Bai Liu's clothes were torn just now. A few laps, the action stiff and rigid, and then it's gone again.

After the paper figurine left, the person covering Bai Liu's mouth and nose let out a long sigh of relief, but still held Bai Liu's throat and did not move, his body was very tense.

Bai Liu calmly took out the match and struck it, lit the candlestick, and held it up to illuminate the man: "Mu Sicheng, why are you here?"

Mu Sicheng's face was dirty and full of dirt marks, there were bloodstains at the corners of his mouth and around his eyes, and his body was also painted a lot. He saw that he had experienced a fierce battle. He stared at Bai Liu for a while, and his gaze Shifting, looking at Bai Liu's shadow on the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that was strangling Bai Liu's throat, leaned limply against the wall and did not move.

"It's really you, Bai Liu." Mu Sicheng's chest heaved violently, his eyes were blurred, "...I thought I saved another ghost."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng from top to bottom: "What happened to you?"

"Don't mention it." Mu Sicheng was depressed and scared at the same time. He squatted on the ground and said, "You don't know where you are going. I followed that fake white willow to carry the coffin. I also passed a bridge on the way. That fake white willow let me go over there."

"But that bridge is actually made of paper!"

"The bridge is full of ghosts carrying coffins, some weird paper dolls, and some translucent ones. I can only vaguely see the shape. The water is dark and still floating. Duckweed, black hair and paper money, if they fall down, they probably won’t come back up.”

Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "I followed what you said. I held my breath and didn't vomit. I almost suffocated to death, but at least it passed, and then I went around here and there, and my head was dizzy. What time did I go to the tomb?" , said to be connected to the main tomb."

"This time the tomb is full of coffins, and they are standing coffins. There are more than [-] coffins, with red satin tied on them, and they are arranged in a formation-like shape around the middle. I can't remember."

Mu Sicheng frowned and recalled: "The fake white willow asked me to choose a coffin to carry out. Didn't you tell me to follow the ghost? So I chose a coffin that I can move."

"I just carried the coffin out of the secondary burial chamber. The coffin was a little slippery. It fell down a bit, so I bumped up a bit, but I was afraid of offending the corpse in the coffin, so I said sorry. It was the first time I carried the coffin." Coffin, please forgive me, but as soon as I finished speaking, a woman's laughter came from the coffin behind me, and then the coffin was knocked twice."

Bai Liu recalled for a moment: "That seems to mean giving orders to the ghosts?"

"Yes!" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily, and asked Bai Liu to look at the satin red flower hanging on his waist: "After the coffin rang twice, suddenly a lot of ghosts and that The fake white willow held my head together, put a big red flower on me, and insisted that I marry the bride in the coffin!"

Bai Liu had a half smile but not a smile: "Then did you get married?"

Mu Sicheng shook his head stubbornly: "No! When those ghosts were arranging the wedding hall, I beat up those ghosts and then ran out."

"That is to say, you escaped marriage?" Bai Liu nodded as if realizing something, and smiled, "The other party really likes you, and chose you to be a good husband, and you ran away without even saying no, it's not good Bar?"

"No!" Mu Sicheng roared angrily, "It's not that she really likes me, so she wants to marry me!"

Mu Sicheng clenched his fists, trembling with anger: "You don't understand at all, I'm not only going to marry the bride I'm carrying, but also marry the entire tomb, all of them, more than thirty brides!! "