God does not love the world [unlimited]

The yard is very large.

Shi Yu didn't know the direction, so he picked the small house with lights not far away.

That house was a separate kitchen, with two iron pots as big as the mouth of a water tank placed horizontally.

A young man squatted on the stove to add firewood to it. While taking care of the fire, he had time to chat: "Brother, what is this place? Show me the bottom line?"

The person being asked stood in front of one of the pots and was cooking, and ignored him.

The young man continued: "I also read the information on the panel that appeared before I came here, but it didn't say anything except telling me that I am participating in the game now. What is this game going to do? And the live broadcast just mentioned What is it?"

The person who was asked still ignored him, and there was no sound at all.

The young man asked, "Brother?"

"..."

"Big brother?"

"..."

The young man finally realized something was wrong and stood up: "Brother, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the person in front of the stove had walked to the door at some point.

Then stepped out.

Then, the young man saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The heavy rain drenched the whole body of the man, but the man raised his head and scratched the rain-drenched skin with his hands viciously.

"Hey-"

Even the skin and flesh, a large white, red and white piece was torn off from the man's face, and the blood mixed with the rain fell.

The young man froze in place suddenly.

"Hey-"

This time it was the skin on the hands.

The man didn't seem to know the pain at all, the movements became more and more ruthless each time, and the flesh torn off became bigger and bigger each time.

When the face is gone, the arms are torn off.

After the arm was also bloody, he began to dig his face.

Meridians, blood vessels, neurons connected to eyeballs, scalp with dense hair growing.

Pulled out, ripped apart, crushed.

The skull began to show on the face.

With a white bone on his back, the man rushed into the rain curtain like crazy, and slammed into the passerby.

Shi Yu couldn't dodge in time, and was driven back a few steps by the strong inertia.

The man's body slipped and fell against him.

Shi Yu looked down at her hands.

From the cuffs to the palms, it was warm and wet, full of blood.

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Wearing a bamboo hat, Cheng Wuye stopped under the eaves to the north, breathing calmly while looking at the exit of the main house.

Three people ran out after him, the short-cut boy's legs were numb from running, and he almost knelt down on the spot when he stopped; the other two had their chests heaving violently, and their breathing was heavy and urgent.

Cheng Wuye stared at the door they ran out of for a while, then suddenly frowned.

The boy at the side slowed down, squatted on the ground and looked up at him: "Brother, why were you so brave just now? Aren't you afraid of that ghost's revenge?"

Cheng Wuye leaned against the edge of the door and shook the water off the bamboo hat: "That shouldn't be a ghost."

Boy: "...huh?"

Cheng Wuye gave him a look like a fool.

Since they were all laborers hired by the owner, the coffins they moved were of course empty, and before the burial, someone would ask someone to carry the corpse around the street before returning.

Since there is no corpse in the coffin, what else can be inside?

It can only be the living people, and it is very likely that, like them, they were brought here by the "Lingshan Taoist" in this way.

Thinking about this, his body relaxed a little, and he was thinking about whether to go back and have a look, but at this moment, a scream sounded from the opposite direction.

5 minute later.

Cheng Wuye followed the sound to the south of the kitchen, with three people behind him.

The sky outside had completely darkened, and there was a dead body in the rain.

Someone was standing next to the corpse. Hearing the movement, the black umbrella tilted slightly.

First there is the shadow of the umbrella wings, and then there is the waist-length black hair. Most of the white filial piety is stained with blood, and the hem is diluted by the rain, and it is still dripping down.

The boy's legs softened: "Ghost——!"

Shi Yu: "..."

Cheng Wuye: "Open your eyes wide, this is a person."

【Sorry I laughed. 】

[Among the distorted players, Zai Zai is as calm as ever. 】

[To be honest, I don’t blame this group of players. I thought it was a ghost when I first saw it. 】

【Who isn't? It's the first time I've seen a person dressed more like a ghost than a ghost. 】

It was obviously not a good idea to be exposed to the rain all the time, so Shi Yu lowered the umbrella again and walked into the kitchen.

For a while, the fire in the stove had not been extinguished, but the food in the pot had a faint smell of burnt.

Shi Yu washed the blood off his hands under the tap, and finally had a chance to take off the bloody clothes on his body.

The people outside probably finished observing the bloody corpse, and rushed into the small kitchen with a body of steam.

Without the blessing of the heavy rain outside and the dim background, the eyebrows and eyes of the people in the room finally became clear, from the filial piety in his hand all the way up, and finally met those narrow eyes.

Cheng Wuye paused for half a second when he took off his hat.

The flames swayed in the sound of rain, noisy and hot, but there was a panic-stricken death in his eyes.

Like a pool of moonlight reflected vaguely in the mountains and forests, cut into grotesque color blocks by the water waves, the kind that can break your heart when you touch it.

Cheng Wuye took off his hat: "You were the first to find the corpse?"

Shi Yu has lowered his eyes, quietly looking at the fire.

Cheng Wuye approached, and found that the other party's long hair was actually tied together, with a hairpin stuck on it: "You were the first to find the corpse?"

Shi Yu still didn't move.

Cheng Wuye asked for the third time: "You were the first to find the corpse?"

The cut-cut boy was among a group of people who dared not speak up like him, and swallowed.

He has met a lot of people since he was a child. Since he passed the second stage of youth, he is the first time he has seen someone who can make people feel invisible at first glance. people.

Cheng Wuye was not easy to mess with, as he could tell from the fact that the other party greeted him directly at the table just now in order to prevent the ghost in the coffin from coming out; but for Shi Yu, it was more like an intuition.

It may be that he has been too calm since seeing the corpse.

It may be that so many people would be terrified in the face of Cheng Wuye, but he didn't react at all.

...or maybe he's just too pretty.

Silence began to spread in the air.

Just as the Bancun boy was beating his heart out, Shi Yu finally said, "No."

This was the first time everyone heard his voice. His voice was cold and the ending was a little hoarse.

Shi Yu said, "It's the one behind you."

Cheng Wuye turned his head and saw that it was the young man who was chattering while lighting a fire in front of the stove.

The young man called himself Lu Nan. He had just graduated and worked as an intern in the company. Today, he was going to get off work and prepare to go home, but he just walked out of the company gate one second and came here the next second.

Under the pressure of everyone, he repeated everything that happened before, and once again recalled that the bloody scene had too much impact on an ordinary person who had lived a peaceful life for more than [-] years. As if he had completed a difficult task, his whole body collapsed.

After listening, Cheng Wuye asked, "What about before that?"

"What, what?"

"From the time you saw him until he died." Cheng Wuye said, "Did anything happen?"

Lu Nan looked like he was about to cry: "Brother, please forgive me, how can I remember this clearly... I came here suddenly, and I saw him as soon as I opened my eyes, so I asked him where this is, and then there was a man The guy came over and told us to prepare dinner quickly. The person pulled me and said that if I disobeyed, I would probably die and told me to help quickly. Then he made no sound while cooking, he, he, and then ran out... "

Cheng Wuye frowned: "You haven't gone out before this? Have you been in this room all this time?"

Lu Nan: "Ah? I appeared outside the house. It was raining too much. Fortunately, there was an eaves outside so I didn't get wet. Then we came in to cook and never went out."

The air was silent for a moment, but at this moment, the owner of the house with a filial cloth tied on his head strode in from the outside stepping on the rain, and shouted: "It's been so long, why isn't the food ready? I invite you to come over and give you so much money." I didn't tell you to be lazy!"

Startled by the sound, everyone subconsciously turned around and retreated. A large group of people squeezed into the blind spot beside the woodpile, crouching their necks and praying not to be discovered.

When the homeowner came in, he saw Shi Yu standing there alone, and was taken aback for a moment: "Where are the people in this room?"

Shi Yu didn't answer, but just glanced behind the door.

The owner of the house noticed the change in his gaze, and opened the door: "I asked you to cook... Xiao Daoist, why are you here?"

Cheng Wuye stared at Shi Yu who deliberately exposed their positions for a full five seconds before uttering two words: "Passing by."

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In the end, I don't know whether the homeowner believed it or not. Anyway, this question has been fooled.

Lu Nan, as the only player who was assigned here except for the deceased, could only take over the burden, fry the rest of the dishes, and return them to the dining room of the main house one by one.

When leaving the kitchen, Shi Yu glanced at the place where the body had fallen.

The body has disappeared.

During the meal, Daoist Lingshan didn't ask where the coolies under his command went.

Before Lu Nan could recover from what he saw before, he bit his chopsticks the whole time, and the chopsticks were bitten into pits and pits.

Others were no better.

The lettuce is so charred that it can only be eaten, and eating seems to be a kind of punishment.

The house owner and Taoist Lingshan probably tasted it, and there was a momentary distortion on their faces, but no one said it.

After the meal, it was supposed to be the room-dividing stage, but it was a pity that Taoist Lingshan broke everyone's luck with a sentence: "Later, all the disciples will follow me to the mourning hall and prepare to guard the coffin."

The short-cut boy turned green when he heard that he was going back to the place where the coffin was placed.

The system said that there were ten players in this game, five in the coffin delivery group, two in the kitchen, and the remaining three also appeared at dinner time, all of whom were helpers invited by the owner.

Daoist Lingshan naturally led the five people he had brought, and the owner of the house told the rest: "Everyone has worked hard today, please come here early tomorrow."

One of the helpers surnamed Liu reacted: "So we should go now?"

The owner nodded: "Success, there is a little distance on the road, Lao Liu, remember to be careful on the road, I won't send it off."

helper:"……"

The three helpers, including him, were all newcomers to the game for the first time. He was a bit better, but the other two collapsed on the spot.

It's really hard to tell which is more dangerous, the one who has to leave the crowd to spend the night alone, or the one who doesn't sleep and guards the coffin at night.

The most terrible thing is that from the beginning of the game until now, one person has died, but they still don't know anything.

But the power that can instantly pull him to this completely unfamiliar place has obviously entered the supernatural category, and no one dares to defy him no matter how unwilling he is.

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Shi Yu saw the coffin again, and before he could stand still, he heard Taoist Lingshan shout: "Xiao Yu, come here."

The others stood far away, stretching their necks and looking towards the mouth of the coffin, trying to see the unsuccessful corpse from the crack in front of the coffin lid.

Then, everyone saw Daoist Lingshan pointing to the coffin and saying to him, "Now, you, lie in it."

"..."