Paranoid Beauty reigns supreme at Infinite Game

The tomb is not built on a hill, and the tomb is not on a high ground.

Zhu Chang'an woke up in a chaotic hallucination, and there was a madness in his eyes that had not dissipated.

What came into view was a red jeep off-road vehicle and the lush, fresh and endless mountains not far away.

He was leaning against a thick camphor tree, and as he got up, a strand of long colored hair fell on his shoulders.

Zhu Chang'an's eyes darkened when he caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and he raised his hand to put it on his heart, without feeling the slightest tremor.

Sure enough, he was dead.

He died at the hands of the old Taoist who tortured him for five years.

Originally, he could kill the old Taoist priest to avenge his hatred, but he didn't expect to be careless under the conspiracy of the other party.

Not too bad though.

Zhu Chang'an had a faint smile of interest on his somewhat sickly white and beautiful face, and a strange child's voice that could not distinguish between male and female rang in his ears.

[Welcome players to wish Chang'an embark on the "Road to Resurrection", this game is specially created for those who died in vain.As long as the player works hard in the game, they can be successfully resurrected——]

Hearing this, Zhu Changan smiled even more.

At the last second before he died, he heard the child's voice saying that it could help him revive, and the next second he appeared here unscathed.

I have to say it was very interesting.

[Newcomer player Zhu Changan entered the dungeon and is matching other players.Players can first open the personal panel to activate the identity card and learn about the task information. 】

Zhu Changan ignored the child's voice, walked to the front of the car, and found that the door was not closed tightly, and opened a gap.

The car was very clean, with nothing but the missing keys and a booklet in the passenger seat.

He bent over to pick up the booklet, flipping it slowly with his slender fingers like a sculptor.

This is just an expedition guidebook, with many locations written on it, but all of them have been ticked to indicate completion, leaving only the last item—Eternal Island.

Zhu Changan glanced casually and threw the booklet back on the seat.

Not knowing how to drive, he didn't pull out the car key, and leaned against the car body with the door open to open the personal panel that Tong Sheng said.

【Name: Zhu Changan】

【Age: 20】

[Purpose of resurrection: revenge on He Shen (strong desire)]

[Identity Card: Charming Princess Marysu (not activated)]

[Personal skill: magic (damage??)]

[HP: 100/100]

[Spirit value: 70/70]

[Injury status: None]

[Status: Excellent (acquires damage enhancement buff)]

[Resurrection value: 0]

It seems that his colorful hair is thanks to his identity card.

He activated the identity card calmly, and the panel in front of him changed slightly.

[The player has activated the identity card and turned on the common name, the player must use the common name in the copy, otherwise the consequences will be at your own risk——]

[Identity Card: Charming Princess Marysu (Looking at the designated object for five seconds can manipulate the other party for 5 minutes, each copy can only be used once. Additional effect: When the player's mood changes, the player will be within a radius of two meters from the center of the circle. There will be corresponding environmental changes——)]

[Common name: Li Xunling Su Yubing Qianmengshang Luoer (can be modified by purchasing a name-changing card in the mall)]

[Remarks: The player's real ability is too strong, so the effect of the player's identity card is weakened and the upper limit of the player's spiritual value is permanently -30]

Zhu Chang'an narrowed his beautiful and clear glazed eyes, and took a long time to look away from the common name.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, but he could only guess the coldness, "What a good name."

Accompanied by these words, the originally blue sky above Zhu Changan's head was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there was a faint roar of thunder.

He looked up for a while, the thick clouds cleared and he returned to his original state, Zhu Changan clicked his tongue and switched to the mission panel.

[Away from the city, deep in the mountains, there is a small mountain village. 】

[The village is desolate and dilapidated, but it’s getting late, and you who got lost on the way to the island had to stop and stay overnight in the village. 】

[Main task: spend a night in the village]

During Zhu Changan's inspection, several beams of gray light fell from the sky, and people of different shapes walked out of the beams, talking to themselves.

A second after they stepped out of the light beam, they raised their eyes and saw Zhu Changan leaning on the car, they were all taken aback.

"You, are you an npc?"

A tall and thin man asked tentatively, in exchange for Zhu Chang'an's half-smiling eyes.

[Five players have arrived, officially opening the dungeon - Embroidery Village. 】

The originally lush forest lost its vitality in an instant and became withered and dim.

A slightly dilapidated mountain village appeared in the direction facing the front of the car.

Hearing the reminder from Tong Sheng, the others realized that Zhu Changan was a player just like them.

"Tch, what an idiot, even a pretty boy can be recognized as an npc."

A burly man ridiculed the thin man who regarded Zhu Chang'an as an NPC, as if he was not among the people who surprised Zhu Chang'an's appearance just now.

There was resentment hidden in the thin and thin man's eyes, but he didn't dare to refute it with a word.

When Zhu Changan heard the words, he glanced at the big man thoughtfully. Although there was no displeasure on his beautiful and clean face, he looked at the big man as if he was picking the best part of pork. Feeling uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at! Look at me digging out your eyes!"

The big man glared at Zhu Chang'an viciously, but the other party didn't care, and even half-smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait."

The other party was taken aback, he didn't expect Zhu Chang'an to have such a reaction, his face turned pale, and he choked for a long time before he uttered a few words, "Crazy."

Zhu Changan was noncommittal, walked towards the entrance of the village, and saw clouds over the village from a distance.

The gloomy wind blowing from the mountains brushed the corners of his pure white shirt, and the air was filled with an indescribable rancid smell, which made Zhu Chang'an couldn't help frowning.

There are obviously a lot of houses, but looking around, there are no villagers in the whole village.

A broken stone tablet stood at the entrance of the village, engraved with the words "Xiuhua Village" that were blurred due to weathering.

Zhu Chang'an was keenly aware of the evil spirit remaining on the stone tablet.

He ran across the surface of the stele with his fingertips, and whispered softly, "It seems that there is no difference between this place and the real world, even the evil spirit is exactly the same..."

Zhu Changan Liuli's eyes showed a bit of excitement, "What the hell could it be?"

He stepped into the village leisurely with some expectation.

The houses in Xiuhua Village are distributed in a fan shape around a large flat farmland, but the crops are all sickly, it seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time, and weeds can be seen everywhere.

The whole village seemed to be drained of vitality, except for the red lanterns hanging high on the eaves of every house, there were no bright colors.

"What a shabby village, it stinks to death. It's unlucky to stay here for one night. Why did you choose this shabby dungeon?"

Zhu Changan heard the words and understood that he seemed to be the only rookie player present.

The big man folded his arms and looked around in disgust. Among the remaining three people, the skinny man and the boy with black-rimmed glasses followed behind the big man timidly, like a follower.

The rest of the boys wearing peaked caps were a few steps behind, and they didn't seem to be with the big guys.

"There seems to be no one here, so it's not a deserted village, is it?"

The man with glasses pinched his nose and said in a low voice, and kept rubbing his arms with his hands. Even though the wind was not strong, he was as cold as if he was covered in snow in the twelfth lunar month.

"Why are you shivering, you are such a weak chicken! No one is better, just find a house to stay for one night."

The big man was strong and strong, and he didn't feel cold at all, but the smell in the air made him extremely impatient. He pushed the man with glasses to the front, "Go ahead, and give me the smell."

The man in glasses agreed with a bitter face, opened and squeezed his hands again, and the invisible strong wind hit the rancid air, blowing it into pieces. behind him.

Zhu Changan stopped where he was, and turned his gaze to the east.

At the entrance of the village just now, the east and west sides were covered by dense forests, and the environment on both sides could not be seen clearly.

After entering the village, Zhu Chang'an glanced around and found a low hill to the east. Near the top of the hill were large and small graves, like ants' nests built nest after nest.

Zhu Changan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the whole mountain was reflected in his bright pupils.

The location of the tomb is based on Fengshui, which pays attention to storing wind and gathering energy, and reconciling yin and yang, so the tomb is not built on a hill, and the tomb is not located on a high ground.Because the top of the mountain is narrow and windy, the view is good but the feng shui is not good.

The embroidery village is not only built on the top of the hill, but also faces the sun and faces the shade.Adding danger to danger, ignorant little ghosts can be turned into evil ghosts.

But the feng shui of the cemetery in Xiuhua Village was extremely bad, and he didn't feel any obvious evil spirit. On the contrary, the village's yin and evil spirit were entwined, making every cell in Zhu Chang'an's body clamor to swallow it.

The ghost is not in the cemetery, but in a certain corner of the village.

In other words, the entire embroidery village has become this ghost's graveyard.

Zhu Changan glanced over all the houses in the village in a hurry, and finally stopped at one place, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and walked along the potholed dirt road to the center of the village.

The man in the hat hesitated for a moment when he saw the three big men who were obviously a team and the lonely Zhu Changan, and finally stepped up to catch up with Zhu Changan.

Coming down the dirt road, the road surface is paved with uneven gray bricks, and there is a muffled sound when stepped on.

Except for a few players, no one can be seen on the road.Most of the small bungalows on both sides have their doors and windows tightly closed, and some weeds in front of the doors are more than ten centimeters high, which doesn't look like people live at all.

But since it is a lodging, it means that there must be someone, but it doesn't matter whether it is a living person or a dead person.

Zhu Changan looked up slightly at the lanterns hanging on the eaves.

The red lantern is made of red gauze, with a weird black bird embroidered on the front.

It has no wings or feet, and its body is very crude with a few strokes, but its neck is disproportionately almost as big as its entire body, and it is densely covered with twisted and slender black lines, which are then connected to a small bird's head. Hanging on the ground, one huge eye stared straight at Zhu Changan.

Zhu Changan blinked slowly and looked at that eye, the long and thick eyelash feathers trembled slightly in the breeze like catkins.

"So ugly."

".."

For a moment, that eye seemed to roll its eyeballs, and stared at Zhu Chang'an with rounded eyes.

Zhu Chang'an bent his lips back and looked back along the brick road. There were basically such lanterns hanging on the eaves on both sides of the road. The only difference was the number.

The stench in the air suddenly became pungent.

"Ah - there are ghosts, there are ghosts!!"

A shrill cry caught his attention.

Zhu Chang'an looked back, and saw the man with glasses running out of a family's house, yelling madly that there was a ghost, trying to run out of the village, but the big man grabbed his neck and fell to his feet.

And through the opened door of the one-story house, a woman in shabby clothes walked out, her eyes were sunken, her eyes were flushed, and the skinny face was gone. Holding a broom in a hand that looked like a dead branch, she walked towards the The big man outside the door said, "Get out."

Zhu Chang'an was very interested, and turned around and walked over there.

As the footsteps approached, the rotten stench became more and more intense, mixed with Zhu Changan's familiar evil spirit.

When he stopped by the side of the road and looked into the house, a pair of cloudy and sallow eyes came into Zhu Changan's sight.

There was an old wooden table in the room behind the woman, and a man sat on the opposite side of the door. His figure was swollen, and there were several deep bruises on his neck. A quick-peeling purple ball.

After seeing Zhu Changan, the man's pupils that almost occupied the entire yellowish whites of his eyes shook twice, and the corners of his eyes suddenly turned up, becoming like fox eyes.

He pulled out an extremely unnatural smile towards Zhu Changan.

The evil spirit rushed to the face.

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