Horror game live BUG is actually my own

The lights on the mountain were flickering, as if to find traces of outsiders in the dark woods, but only four people came to look for them.

One of them asked, "Really this way?"

"Certainly!" returned another voice. "Look, there's a mark here. It doesn't look like a wild boar made it. One of them must have slipped!"

Another person said: "Did they separate? Before, the traces were all in large areas, like a large group of people walking together. Now the traces found are sparse. Don't hide them separately when you find someone looking for them?"

"It's possible, then who are we going after?"

"Just follow the one he found now, he must have gone down from here." The person who walked to the end said, "Let's hurry up, find one and count..."

They are so familiar with the mountains and forests that even a small lamp can make them walk like flying in the dark.They are generally together, but their familiarity with the local area also makes them relax their vigilance-because they are familiar with the terrain and move freely, they don't care about the distance between them.

Although the farthest is only three or four meters away, they can still see each other's backs clearly, but unexpected things always happen at this moment.

As the night wind passed through the woods, the last man suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.He discerned the difference between the movement and the wind passing through the trees, subconsciously turned his head back, but it was too late——

A pair of hands stuck out from behind his back, and before he could react, a piece of wet cloth covered his mouth and nose!

In just a few seconds, the man involuntarily closed his eyes and fell down.

Whoa!

The people in front were naturally also alert, and they turned their heads one after another, wanting to check the situation of their companions.But before it was too late, seven people rushed out of the woods and surrounded them. They were divided into three groups: two women and one man, one man and one woman, and two men. They quickly rushed towards the remaining three people with lights!

The lantern fell to the ground with a thud, and its owner was hit hard on the back of the neck, and he fell down after being dizzy; The extremely heavy force crushed his lower back and back, and his hands were twisted behind him in a strange posture, making it difficult for him to move and breathe.

Only the person in the front broke free after being grabbed twice by two men. He even took out a gun from his arms, pointed at the assailant behind him and said, "Don't move!"

The lead reporter and another male reporter, who were about to pounce on him again, saw the gun in his hand, subconsciously stopped, and even took two steps back.

"Don't move!" Fu Yan rushed to the front at some point, grabbed the head of the man who was pinned to the ground with one hand, and held the dagger close to his neck with the other hand.Under the cover of night, the black smoke from the dagger became inconspicuous, but the coldness and damage it brought were still powerful.The villager who was approached by the dagger froze almost instantly, and painful groans rolled down his throat, but Cen Yi tightly covered his mouth.

Seeing this, the leading reporter quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, when they realized that there were only four people chasing them, they thought they could win easily.After all, eight people vs. four people, the numerical advantage is obvious.And their division of labor is also very clear. Cen Yi alone takes care of the last villager, Fu Yan, Xie Anna, and Fang Xinyue take care of the second to last villager, Cen Yi and a male reporter take care of the second to last villager, and the remaining two The man controls the front one.Oh, by the way, the reason why Cen Yi acted alone was because Xie Anna took out a prop - "Abducted Handkerchief".

This is the nickname people give this item, because its function is to "quickly stun any ordinary human NPC for 10 minutes", and the effect is comparable to the drug in the hands of the kidnappers.However, this item has no effect on non-humans and humans with some abilities, and it can only be used twice in each horror game world, so it is a bit tasteless.

Fortunately, in this 1V1 situation in this world, it is enough.

So Cen Yi took a handkerchief and volunteered to deal with the last person, and he succeeded; Fu Yan took two girls to press down on the second-to-last person, and the strength and accuracy of the hand knife gave full play to the level of his usual training, and he succeeded; Cen Yi Pounced on the villagers with another male reporter, this female warrior who was usually ruthless to others and even more ruthless to herself, also succeeded.Only the two-man combination that seemed to have the "highest combat power" failed to complete their mission.

Fortunately, Fu Yan reacted quickly enough, rushed to the front, took out a dagger, and put it on the neck of the villager who was suppressed by Cen Yi.In just a few steps, Fu Yan even made up his mind that once the gunshots sounded, he would turn back his watch or open his pocket watch.

Fortunately, he quickly and temporarily controlled the scene.

Fortunately, the villager with the gun did not insist on confronting them, but said: "Wait, wait a minute! We are not here to arrest you! We are here to ask you for help!"

"You still ask us for help?" The leading reporter returned to Fu Yan and the others, his heart beating wildly, and he seemed to have more confidence, "How did you get your gun? Do you think we don't know? You... "

"Go away, don't come near me." Fu Yan suddenly interrupted the leading reporter, on the one hand, he didn't want him to anger the gunmen, and on the other hand, the black smoke was spreading, which could easily hurt these NPCs.

At the same time, Fu Yan also recognized the appearance of the gunman under the dim light, squinted his eyes and said, "Are you the son of the village chief?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."

The reporter NPCs were surprised when they heard the words: "Your father is still chasing us, and you came to ask us for help? Do you think we will believe it?"

"Zhao Jinhua, my daughter-in-law, I let go. I only hate that she can't run faster and farther. But she is not dead yet, and the child is not lost. She still has a chance." The son of the village chief said, "And you The one under pressure belongs to the Sun family, and his son was also selected yesterday, and he was thrown to fill the pit not long ago."

His words were not smooth, but it made Fu Yan and others understand what they called "help".

They are relatives of the "offering children" this time, and they don't really give up their offspring willingly, and they still want to rescue their offspring until now.They may not necessarily be the opponents of the whole Church of Notre Dame, but they are obviously the opponents of this lottery.For other villagers of Shengxi Village, they may be despicable traitors; for the press corps, they are the enemy of the enemy-the object of cooperation.

Fu Yan said, "We can talk about it."

The leading reporter slightly disagreed: "Xiao Fu!"

Fu Yan ignored him, and said again: "I'll count to three, two and one, and collect the weapons together."

The village chief's son agreed.So Fu Yan said: "Three, two, one—!"

The village chief's son slowly put down his gun, and Fu Yan also put away his dagger.The village head's son motioned to Xiao Sun again: "Let him go."

Fu Yan said, "Put the gun on the ground and take five steps back."

"What? Why?"

"If you want us to cooperate, you have no choice. And that thing is easy to go off. I see your gestures. In fact, you don't know how to use them at all. Since we are willing to cooperate, you'd better give a better attitude."

Fu Yan's tone was steady and calm, creating an inexplicably reassuring atmosphere.The village chief's son thought about it, and did as he said.

Without further instructions from Fu Yan, Cen Yi stepped forward and took the gun away.He briefly checked it and said, "It should be the soldier's gun."

Fu Yan asked the village chief's son, "He has two guns, where is the other one?"

"At my father's place, that one is out of bullets. I took this one out while he was not looking." The village chief's son said, "Let Sun Dazhu and the others go, you promised!"

Fu Yan actually didn't agree at all, but he didn't want to play word games with the NPC at this time, so he signaled Cen Yi to let go.As soon as Cen Yi let go, the old Sun's son fell face down on the ground.He touched his neck and curled up, his throat was swollen and he made a sound of "scaring", which was very painful.The village chief's son noticed something was wrong, picked up the lamp and took a closer look, and said in surprise, "You cut his neck!"

"My dagger is also blessed by the gods." Fu Yan replied coldly, "It can exert its power to injure people without cutting. He is not dead. As long as he is not hurt by the dagger again, the wound will heal in the future."

In fact, Fu Yan wasn't sure if the injury would heal naturally, but the players wouldn't be able to stay for long, as long as Sun Dazhu didn't die before they left.

The village chief's son was a little skeptical: "There are two more?"

"Stunned, wake up later." Fu Yan said, "Speaking of business, what do you want from us?"

"...I want you to take my wife and their children away." The village chief's son said, "It doesn't need to be too far, just bring them to the city, and we will arrange for someone to take them away immediately!"

"It's easy to say." The leading reporter said, "There are so many people in your village, and our car is broken down and the road is also cut off. How can we take away so many children and pregnant women?"

"We know a few shortcuts, we can go out!" said the village chief's son, "and if you agree, we will find a way to divert the people in the village and give you time to act. My father is about to bring people to arrest you, At that time, we will be responsible for searching the route you really took, and give you time!"

Fang Xinyue said: "Without you, we can escape."

"The eight of you are still from the city, and you don't know how to cover up the places you have passed. We rural people can tell you have passed by at a glance." The son of the village chief said, "We can find you now, and my father They can find it too. You have three women with you, you can't run fast at all, you only know how to run when you know the way!"

When he said "three women", Cen Yi subconsciously remembered that there was a child in the team, but he didn't show up now, probably Fu Yan hid him.That's okay, if the village chief's son and the others see a child who has escaped from birth, there may be another problem.

Cen Yi actually didn't intend to agree to this matter, but he could use this to get some information about Shengxi Village from the villagers.He was thinking about what to ask, when the leading reporter asked, "Xiao Fu, what do you think of this?"

Fu Yan thought for a while and decided to ask a key question: "On the Holy Mother's Day yesterday, the Holy Mother had light spots floating on her body, and she personally ordered ten children. Is this true?"

Fu Yan originally thought that the last step in completing the task was to confirm whether the legends in Shengxi Village were real, or whether they were made up by Shengxi Village to cover up the unbearable past.In the end, he was going to ask about the "little monster" who looked like Fan Xiangyi. Now that the villagers are sending them to their door, it is more appropriate to ask them.

"How did you know about this?" The village chief's son showed surprise, "I have seen what you said, otherwise, how could my father agree to bring my wife back?"

Fu Yan squinted his eyes, so he still has the role of the Holy Mother...

"But—" the village head's son suddenly changed the subject, scratched his head, and looked puzzled.

"I suspect that we have all been deceived!"