The male god lives in the tower

At this time, Nan Lesheng vaguely felt that something was wrong... He always felt as if he had heard this woman's voice somewhere before.Maybe it's an illusion, the voice can be practiced, maybe it's an NPC dungeon made according to the standard.

Nan Lesheng threw out the familiarity in his mind and waited for the female announcer to read the content of the second letter.Min Xisong didn't say a word when she read the first letter, but after reading it, when she started to open the second letter, his expression changed.

"The key information is in the second letter?" Nan Lesheng asked him.

Min Xisong originally wanted him to shut up, but the announcer opened the letter for a long time before he finished opening it, so he said to several people: "The second letter is a side plot, and we are all actors in the side line now. It is necessary to round out this branch plot as much as possible, and if something goes wrong, we have to start from the beginning.”

Unlike dungeons, dungeons do not require tower climbers to complete the plot.The branch line requires the protagonists to complete the entire plot line according to the development of the matter.

"If the subplot requires us to die, do we really have to die?" Nan Lesheng asked.

"No need." Min Xisong replied, "But you have to try your best to act as if you are dead."

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this. This request is more difficult than dying directly.

The female announcer finally finished opening the letter. She yawned and said, "The second letter is from Guli Village. Guli Village is at the foot of Hongxiang Mountain. Let's see what our friend with the pseudonym 'Jiujiu' said."

I am not writing this letter for money.If you read my letter, you don't need to send me the money, because when the letter arrives, I have already moved and I am not in Hongxiang City.

Guli Village is at the foot of Hongxiang Mountain, and there are only ten households in the village.Counting me this month, three more moved out.Originally, our village was not the closest village to Hongxiang Mountain, but the villages on the mountain gradually declined. Except for the temple on the top of the mountain, no one lived in Hongxiang Mountain.

It stands to reason that Hongxiang Mountain relies on Hongxiang City, and should have been developed into a complete tourist attraction long ago, but over the years, the government has no intention of allocating funds for development.This is because there are ghosts in Hongxiang Mountain.

In the early years of Hongxiang Mountain, it was not forbidden to go up the mountain at night, and there were also kids who liked racing cars who were willing to go up the mountain in the middle of the night, singing and racing all the way to play drift.But for one year, there would be a car accident at night almost every month, so the manager had to set a curfew rule, and he was not allowed to go up the mountain at night.

Originally, there were some trucks carrying goods, and they would sneak up the mountain at night, but after a year or two, a tunnel was opened under the mountain, and the road on the mountain became more and more desolate.

There is only one winding road in Hongxiang Mountain, which goes around from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.There are fewer people using the road, and the management has been relaxed a lot, so the motorcycle racers sneaked up the mountain again at night, and some people rode motorcycles to wander around the mountain.

Sure enough, there was another car accident on the mountain.But this time, it wasn't a motorcycle accident, but an ordinary taxi driver, who drove his car over the railing, overturned, and was thrown out of the window. The car burned on the side of the road for a long time.

The villagers in our village woke up in the middle of the night and smelled the burning smell. They climbed to a high place and found that there was a faint light of fire on the mountain, so they called several families into the mountain to find the unlucky driver and sent him to a nearby hospital.The man slept for three days and finally woke up.The first sentence is: There are ghosts in the Hongxiang Mountain!

"Could it be that... the content of this letter will be consistent with the plot of the branch we are going on?" Zhou Xie asked from behind.

No one answered her, and the female announcer on the radio continued to read the letter.

Others didn't believe him, so they asked him what kind of ghost he saw.The taxi driver hesitated for a long time, and finally told what he saw.

It was a cold night.He took a guest to the outskirts of Hongxiang City. When the guest arrived, he got out of the car to urinate and smoke a cigarette.After he finished smoking, he returned to the car. Just as he was about to drive back to the city, he heard someone knock on the plastic partition twice with his fist from behind.

The driver looked back and found a woman in red with her head bowed sitting directly behind her.The woman's bangs were very long, and she couldn't see her facial features clearly. She sat blankly and didn't speak.

The driver asked her if she was going to Hongxiang City.The woman shook her head slowly, then held up the incense ticket in her hand and showed it to the driver.

It turned out that we were going to Hongxiang Temple on the top of Hongxiang Mountain.The driver remembered that this day was the last day of the twelfth lunar month, and some pilgrims would go to the temple to burn incense, but they didn't want to go up the mountain in the middle of the night in violation of management regulations, so they shirked that it was too close to make money, and refused to take this trip.

Without further ado, the woman took out a handful of hundred-yuan bills from her bag and stuffed them into the small compartment.

The driver took the money and looked at it twice, remembering the urban legend among colleagues that soliciting customers in the middle of the night to attract ghosts, and ghosts using ghost money as travel expenses, couldn't help but shudder, and quickly put the money back, saying that he does not accept cash now , only Alipay transfers are accepted.

He thought that this would scare people away, but the woman took out her mobile phone, scanned the QR code on the back of the car, and transferred 500 yuan to the driver.

Alipay.Bao received the message that the message sounded, and the driver was dumbfounded. He couldn't think of any other excuses, so he started to play the watch and drove up the Hongxiang Mountain.

The woman didn't speak along the way, just sat behind.The driver peeked at her from the rearview mirror and found that there were several bundles of incense sticks beside the man.They are not ordinary incense sticks, they are all super thick red incense sticks nearly one meter long.

The driver wanted to get close to the woman, and asked her why she went up the mountain to burn incense, but the woman didn't answer.The driver asked three times but did not get an answer, so he gave up communicating and concentrated on watching the road and driving.

When turning a corner, a red figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The driver was stunned for a moment, and drove a little to the middle of the road to avoid the man on the side of the road.He saw that figure from the back looked familiar, and when he got close, he suddenly found that this person was actually a long-haired woman in red.

Holding a long strip of red incense sticks in his hand, he was walking up the mountain.

The driver was so frightened that he almost lost control. He said a few words of Bodhisattva's blessing in his heart, and then looked up in the rearview mirror tremblingly.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you almost lost half your life after looking at it.

There was no one on the seat in the rearview mirror.He hurriedly stopped to check, and there was indeed no one in the back seat, only a strong smell of incense sticks.The driver was so frightened that he hurriedly started the car and wanted to drive to the temple on the top of Hongxiang Mountain. If he had done nothing wrong, the Bodhisattva would definitely bless him...

But he was wrong.A few minutes later, he saw the back of a red long-haired woman holding thick incense sticks on the side of the road.

The author has something to say:

A little less tonight... I'm working on the sliver. After two days, the sliver will become [-] a day, and the number of words here will go back up.

Happy Lantern Festival, good night