I died on the first day of the game

This is a peaceful and peaceful town.

The morning mist casts a veil on it. Each house has a pointed roof, and the light red brick wall is covered with ivy. There are small yards enclosed by hedges or wooden fences in front of the house and behind the house.

The birdsong pierced the blue sky and woke up the sleeping people in the town.

The dry dirt road divided the parallel houses into two sides. A figure in a dark robe walked among them, and people who were active in the yard kept saying hello to him.

"My lord priest, good day."

"Morning, Miss Aryan."

The young man in black stopped and nodded politely to the person who greeted him.

"May you have a beautiful morning!"

The brown-haired and blue-eyed girl made a gesture of blessing from behind, regardless of whether the other party had passed by her door, she still stretched her neck to look at his back.

Her neighbor pushed the door open, carrying a wooden clothes basket, to untie the sheets and dresses hanging outside, chatting with her through the fence.

"I'm not mistaken, you got up really early today!"

The girl named Arya said: "It's getting late, Aunt Lianna, and it's time for the priest to enter the church gate."

Lian Na was obviously not surprised at all, and folded the clothes in her hand one by one: "I can't compare with Mr. Priest, for the peace of the town, he is always the first."

"But why? Isn't our life peaceful enough now?"

The girl looked at the gradually increasing number of people on the road and asked suspiciously.

Lian Na smiled softly: "Little girl, you will understand when you grow up."

Wearing a thick priestly robe, Yi Mian walked through half of the town, stopped in front of a pure white domed building, and reached out to remove the gate.

He has been here for a week, living the life of a real town resident, if it wasn't for the electronic voice to issue him a task, he even thought he had gone to another world.

This place is like a small village in a fairy tale, with backward productivity and no modern technology.

But people all believe in the same sect.

Yiwei Religion.

It set up a church in the center of the town, and Yi Mian served as a priest in it. Because there were not many residents, there were only him, Bishop Javier, and a nun doing odd jobs in the whole church.

In the past few days, he has recognized more than 20 people in the town. People are extremely respectful to the church, and Yi Mian is very popular because of this. No one expresses any opinion on his face that is obviously not of the same race.

"Here you come, child."

Javier sat on the prayer chair in the church, raised his eyelids and looked at him kindly.

"Yes."

Yi Mian skillfully greeted the old bishop with the etiquette of a clergyman, washed her hands in the running pool, and stood on the prayer rug beside the other party to start a routine prayer—in fact, she bowed her head in a daze.

This unknown church didn't even have a decent statue. The irregular black copper blocks were placed on the pedestal, with strange protrusions and depressions on the surface. Even if he really chanted it to him, he didn't know what to say.

After standing for about half an hour, people came in one after another.

Javier noticed it, and walked forward slowly and opened the drawer under the long table: "This is today's holy water and bread."

Yimian understands and distributes them to everyone who enters the door.

"Thank you, Mr. Priest."

"May the glory of Yiwei shine on you."

Ordinary believers who are not clergymen can neither sit nor stand. They all kneel in front of the statue. They are used to this, with their eyes closed and their faces full of piety.

The prayer time was over, and everyone was getting ready to leave when a boy hurried over: "Bishop!"

Javier patted him on the shoulder and told him to speak slowly, "What's wrong? Neil."

Neil said loudly: "A group of outsiders are asking for directions in the square! They still want to live here!"

Everyone looked at each other and talked a lot.

"Outsiders? People from other towns?"

"We really don't have many people here."

"I'm going to see it!"

"I also need to go!"

The square was right next to the church, and five strangers who were clearly dressed differently from the townspeople gathered around a young girl and seemed to be asking for something.

Yi Mian followed and approached, letting the crowd stand in front of her.

Javier tapped the ground with the scepter in his hand, and said in a solemn voice, "Young man, where are you from? What are you doing here?"

A middle-aged man realized that the other party was a big shot in the town, and replied: "We came from... a long way away, we are a tourist group, and we want to stay here for a while."

"Tourist group? What kind of group?"

"Perhaps their names."

The old bishop is obviously more knowledgeable: "It turns out that you are a traveler. Well, you can live in the red-roofed two-story wooden house on the west side, but remember to abide by the rules of the town."

Several people nodded.

The crowd dispersed, and Yi Mian also turned her eyes away and walked towards her residence.

He knew very well that these people were the other survivors in this game, but in view of the situation last time, Yi Mian did not intend to reveal his identity to the other party immediately.

Serve as a good "priest".

The task only has this sentence, which makes him more sure that he is the one being targeted again, and maybe he needs to find a way to find out about other people's tasks.

According to the bishop, the priest does not have any complicated work, and does not need to stay in the church from morning to night like a nun. He only needs to lead the residents to pray every morning and evening.

"Excuse me, can we go in?"

Before the routine prayers in the afternoon, the five survivors stood in front of the church and asked politely.

"Of course." The old bishop smiled and nodded, motioning them to kneel on the ground on the right side of the residents, "Please maintain respect for God Yiwei."

Yi Mian stood at the front and didn't look back.

Half an hour passed quickly. He heard the rustling sound of people standing up behind him, and then he turned sideways and walked among the residents.

As expected, the five escapees stood up impatiently when they could stand up, stomping their feet on the spot.

Others stopped them: "Don't make noise in front of the statue!"

"…Sorry, we'll keep an eye out."

The leading man's face was not very good, but he apologized and led the others out of the church.

Yi Mian's mind moved slightly, and followed.

There was a young man in tracksuit in their team who kept talking.

"Brother Li, what era do you think this is? Their living standards are too low, they don't even have a lamp!"

"Why not? A kerosene lamp isn't a lamp?"

"Aren't you arguing?"

The middle-aged man who walked in the front said: "Okay, what's the use of talking about this, we are here to do tasks, not to provide for the elderly."

The only two girls in the team walked together and discussed: "If there are no games, this place is really suitable for retirement, there are not many people, and the environment is good."

"That's true, but I still want to go home quickly."

"Hey, I think too, do you understand what the mission means?"

"I don't understand, what is saving the residents from the church? There are only three people in their church... There are a lot of believers, and my legs are almost numb."

The middle-aged man coughed twice: "Keep your voice down so that no one can hear you."

The girls shut up obediently and quickened their pace to keep up with the team. The five of them quickly walked to the small building on the second floor and filed in.

Due to technical limitations, the buildings here are not solid, cracks and leaks often occur, and the windows are just blocked holes. Yi Mian walked under the wooden windows on the first floor and listened carefully to the movement inside.

The middle-aged man called Li Ge closed the door, seemed to be relieved, and spoke more casually: "Okay, have you found anything so far?"

The youth in sportswear drew his voice: "There is no—"

The man ignored his answer and said, "What about you?"

There was a brief silence.

"Okay, I haven't understood the situation yet. I don't agree to venture out on the first night. Arrange a vigil and make plans tomorrow."

He is obviously an experienced escaper, and he is full of caution in every move.

The sky gradually turned black, Yi Mian didn't stay for too long, and made a detour back home from the back of the house.

He had the same thought as Brother Li, tonight might not be safe, the game officially started when all the survivors were present.

late at night.

The bustling town during the day is empty, there is not even a ray of light on the road, the wooden door is creaked by the wind, and there seems to be something dormant in the shadows, waiting for the next prey that strays into the darkness.

The next day, when Yi Mian went out, four or five people had already gathered in the square. Seeing him coming, they all waved to him.

Lian Na was the first to ask, "Mr. Priest, did you hear any strange noises last night?"

Yi Mian shook her head: "No."

Several people chattered together: "Have you all heard that? That voice."

"I heard it, it's near my house, it seems to be outside the fence."

"Really? My God, it can't be a wild beast breaking in, right?"

"Impossible, there are no forests around us."

More and more people gathered. Some people said that last night was quiet as usual, while others said that the noise made him sleepless all night. In short, the residents living in the south-central area of ​​the town heard strange noises.

In the end, it was the bishop who came out, his back slightly bent, but the robes on his body hung smoothly without wrinkles.

"Don't worry everyone, everyone gathers at the church tonight, God bless Yiwei, we will figure out the source of the sound."

The author has something to say:

New copy qaq!

It's all made up don't bring it into reality (whisper)

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