How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

On the game icon, the bloody eyes slowly opened, looking ferociously at Sidelle and all the evil shadows behind her.

At the same time, the space seemed to be slightly distorted, and the vines rising up behind him seemed to sense something wrong and stopped their movements.

After a few seconds, a road suddenly appeared in front of Sidelle.

If there are two forks in front of your eyes, one leads to Japanese RPG and the other leads to American 3D, which one will you choose?

Sidelle looked at the rotting corpses flying everywhere under her feet, and rushed into that road without hesitation.

...No matter what, she just wants to get out of this place as soon as possible.

What?Slender ghost?

It would be great if it is willing to chase after it!

Sidelle can't do it in its old lair, but it may not be in a strange place.

As soon as she thought of the soft and sticky feet of the giant's corpse, her fist hardened. Compared with her resistance to the curse game, Sidelle now wanted to blow the head of the slender ghost to see what kind of hook was inside. Eight things.

Before she went in, she saw Jacqueline who was still stupidly standing aside, so she reminded her patiently: "You can choose to come in or stay in the dense forest."

Seeing a cobblestone path suddenly appeared in the dense woods, before Jacqueline could be shocked, she saw Sidelle running in without hesitation. She hesitated for a moment, her expression changed, and finally followed Sidelle closely ran in.

Strangely, after stepping on this path, the surrounding gloomy jungle seems to be isolated by something, and the rancid smell is diluted, followed by the tangy fragrance of flowers.

Jacqueline didn't dare to stay away from Sidelle, she was close to Sidelle, walking behind her, frightened while walking——

After Jacqueline remembered what Sidel seemed to be doing with the game console, there was an extra road here, her eyes inevitably drifted into Sidel's arms, and she said in a low voice: "That game console is your special ability ……"

Sidelle didn't listen to Jacqueline at all, but just waved her hand: "Quiet."

She heard a burst of bgm with a vague and cheerful tune.

……Well.

It's kind of weird.

Sidelle remembered that this was a horror game - if it wasn't for the slender ghost in the dense forest strewn with corpses like dried bacon, she wouldn't have clicked on the game "Dead in Seven Days".

She doesn't know the content of this game, but since it's a horror game, it must look like a horror game, right?

The colorful cobblestone path, the strong fragrance of flowers, and the cheerful bgm...

If it's not that she played the wrong game, it's that the game is already acting like a monster.

When things go wrong, there must be weirdness.

Sidelle listened carefully to the tune in her ear, but not long after she left, the sound suddenly stopped.

This path came to an end, and Sidelle also saw a... In short, a village that fits the style of Japanese RPG games everywhere.

On the village road paved with gray stones, there were a few young people standing here and there.

The lawn is full of flowers and bushes, full of vitality.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Jacqueline took a deep breath and couldn't help feeling that she was following the right person.

It looks nice and safe here.

It's just that this small town seems to be in the style of the Asian side-the people in it are also Asian.

And Sidelle stood at the entrance of the village, silent.

She looked at everything in front of her and fell into deep thought.

Whether it is safe or not here is another matter - the first problem is that she does not speak Japanese.

... and neither will Jacqueline.

So...how should she communicate with these people?

Perhaps paying attention to Sidelle and Jacqueline at the entrance of the village, a young man stepped forward and asked eagerly, "Are you also here to participate in tonight's worship?"

Huh?I can understand it!

Now that she understood, Sidelle's eyes lit up. She didn't know what the young man was talking about, so she avoided the subject and said, "We are just passing travelers. Do you have a hotel here?"

After she finished speaking, she remembered that she didn't bring any money, and Jacqueline didn't know if she had any money with her, so she changed her words: "It's fine if there is a place where you can wash things."

Sytel wanted to wash herself first, and then the crowbar.

She was really overwhelmed by the dense forest of slender ghosts.

The young man said: "Of course, the most famous thing in our Baruna village is the clear spring water."

With a hearty smile, he pointed to the lake behind him and said, "This is the place where everyone usually washes things."

"If you're just a stranger, it's better not to stay here." The young man kindly reminded, "Baruna Village doesn't accept foreigners. Tonight's worship is about to start, so we should leave early at night."

"If the worship time starts and there are still people outside, terrible things will happen."

Sidelle was washing her face while listening to this man talking to her, she frowned upon hearing this line.

hiss.

Worship, festivals, foreigners.

Not so good.

Jacqueline didn't know what was going on, so she could only stay quietly beside Sidelle. Seeing her and the young man inquiring for information, after a few words, Sidelle found out a lot of things.

Baruna Village is a place deeply blessed by the water god. In order to prevent the spring water from drying up, puppets are made every year and dedicated to the holy spring for worship.

The holy spring is in the center of the village, and it is also a forbidden area. It is not allowed to enter and exit on weekdays. Only on the annual sacrifice day, the priest who is also the head of the village can lead the eight warriors to perform the sacrifice ceremony.

And on the night of the sacrificial ceremony, there will be little ghosts who are jealous of the water god Weide, so everyone will go home early every year on the worship day and sleep behind closed doors to prevent being caught by ghosts.

"Oh my god," the young man scratched his head, "Speaking of which, the dolls sacrificed this year are a bit strange, they are different from previous years."

"The puppet sacrificed this year actually has its own name."

"It seems to be called...Sidelle? Haha, I'm not the person in charge of the sacrifice, so I can't remember clearly."

Sidelle was about to keep a polite smile as before, signaling that she was listening, but at this moment her smile froze suddenly.

and many more.

What's the name of that puppet?

Her scalp was numb, and her spine felt cold for a moment, but she could only continue to show an embarrassed but polite smile, and said, "Haha, that's quite strange."

While smiling, Sidelle secretly twisted a circle on Jacqueline's body with her right hand, reminding her to pay attention to her shocked expression.

"I told you so much before I knew it," the young man looked up at the sky and waved his hand: "It's getting late, I'm going back. Remember, the sacrificial ceremony starts at seven o'clock, so don't Still wandering around the village after seven o'clock and after dark!"

"Wait," Sidelle stopped him with a smile on her face: "Where are your sacrificial puppets? Actually, I have admired the water god for a long time. May I have a look at the sacrifices dedicated to him?"

"Ah?" The young man turned around to look at her strangely: "You are a foreigner, do you care about our sacrificial festival so much?"

Sidel had a false smile on her face, and said in her heart: I have to care about this, after all, that puppet has the same name as her.

"It's okay to tell you," the young man said. "The doll is in the priest's house, which is also the village head's house. If you want to visit, just go to the village head."

He pointed a direction to Sidelle.

Sidelle smiled and thanked, and after the young man left, Jacqueline pulled her to a corner of the lawn, "Sydelle, you..."

She wanted to ask Sidel, what happened to that doll, but she was caught off guard by Sidel covering her mouth.

"From now on," the blond girl said solemnly, "My name is Sadako, and my mother is from this village, but she moved away when she was a child. I'm coming back this time to look for relatives."

Sidelle casually made up a name.

Jacqueline: "...?"

She looked at Sidelle and said in disbelief: "Do you think your appearance has anything to do with Asians?"

"It doesn't matter," Sidelle said, "Anyway, you remember who I am, and don't call me wrong."

For some reason, when she learned that the puppet had the same name as her, Sidelle always felt that if those people who believed in the water god knew her name, something bad would happen.

Jacqueline: "...OK."

After she answered, looking at the gradually darkening sky, she said anxiously: "Are we leaving? It seems to be getting dark here. Didn't that person just say that there will be ghosts at night? Should we leave this village first and go back to the village?" Stay out on the path."

"No." Sidel looked at the door that had been locked since they came in, and slowly shook her head: "I'm going to find the priest, and then participate in the ceremony."

Sidelle's premonition told her that something might happen to her if she couldn't stop the puppet from being sacrificed tonight.

...Although I don't know what it is, it won't be a good thing after all.

Jacqueline was a little anxious: "But, it's getting dark..."

Ever since seeing the slender ghost, Jacqueline has believed in ghosts and ghosts, and has no doubts about ghost stories.

Sydel: "But you can't go out either."

She motioned Jacqueline to look back.

Jacqueline just wanted to say that she could climb the wall to get out, but when she turned around, she saw a faceless freak standing three or four meters tall outside the village.

The figure of the slender ghost loomed outside the village wall, and its elongated body was like a dry old tree entrenched at the gate of the village.

What's even more frightening is that this time there are a few more tentacles that look like tree whiskers behind it.

It really came after it.

Sidelle said slowly: "It seems that it really loves you."

Jacqueline: "..." Thank you, I don't really want this love.

She lowered her head dejectedly: "Then what should we do now?"

"I'm going to the village chief," Sidelle pondered for a moment, "if you want to follow me, you have to follow my arrangement, otherwise I won't take care of you if you cause trouble. If you don't want to be with me, then you Go find a place to hide yourself, and see if you can survive tonight."

Jacqueline: "I'm with you."

She thought of Sidel's performance along the way, and looked at the gradually darkening sky, the village shrouded in darkness seemed to reveal a vaguely ominous meaning.

Uneasiness welled up in Jacqueline's heart, and she said this without hesitation.

Sidel was not surprised. The two walked on the cobblestone path in the village. There was a wooden bridge in the lake, and there was a stone statue in the middle of the wooden bridge. Sidel led Jacqueline around the wooden bridge. Avoid the stone statue and walk to the village chief's house.

Jacqueline asked anxiously: "Why are you going to the village chief's house? Nobody here takes in foreigners, let alone let us participate in the sacrifice..."

Sidelle pondered for a while: "I just want to see that doll."

She wanted to see what the puppet with her own name looked like.

"And steal it out."

Hide them again, so that their sacrifices cannot be held.

Let those idiots use their names to sacrifice to the God of Gouba water.

Jacqueline: "...??"

Sidelle: "If we steal the dolls away, they won't be able to offer sacrifices. If the sacrifice ceremony doesn't start, there won't be any ghosts in the village..."

She happily concluded: "We're safe!"

As for whether the Baruna village will lose the protection of the water god because they cannot offer sacrifices?

What does that have to do with her, she is just an innocent outsider.

Jacqueline: "..."

Damn, it looks so reasonable, but she couldn't refute it.

"But," Jacqueline said, "we..."

Sydel interrupted her: "There is no but, we must succeed."

However, just as Sidelle put down her cruel words, she soon learned of a bad news.

They came late, the sacrificial ceremony had already begun.