Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Mountain Village Ghost Story 4

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"Rush over, are you crazy? You will turn into a paper man!" He Mian looked at the paper man approaching vigilantly, and a group of brilliant lightning sparks lit up at his fingertips.

Even if you don't know whether your ability is effective, it can still play a role at critical moments.

Now you can see their jet-black hair hanging down their waists through the thick fog, and their tightly closed fuzzy red lips faintly opened a dark slit at this time, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

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Zhou Yan picked up the half-human, half-paper yellow hair, and said: "This paper figure is judged according to the distance. If it becomes a paper figure, the weight will become lighter. We line up in two circles, and the people in the outer circle are responsible for pushing away the paper figures. If the people in the outermost circle become paper dolls, then the people in the inner circle will need to carry them and run over.”

He Mian instantly understood Zhou Yan's intentions.

Just like encountering a flood, ants will gather into a ball, use buoyancy to float through the turbulent water, and protect the queen in the innermost part. The continuation of the group is preserved through the sacrifice of the outermost ants.

But who is willing to be the one who sacrificed?

Zhang Wenwen's face is cloudy and cloudy. This is a life-and-death game that tests trust ability. Who can stand in the outer circle at the risk of becoming a paper man?

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At this moment of stalemate, the young man who had been silent walked up to Huang Mao and threw him into the pile of paper figurines.

Huang Mao's upper body still existed, weighing at least a hundred catties, but Zhou Yan only felt that the man had been thrown far away.

Before the yellow hair could make a sound, his head firmly touched the paper figurine. From the top of his head, the paper figurine gradually spread to his upper body. He even had an extremely terrified expression on his face, as if his life would last forever. Stayed in that moment.

"You!" My younger sister suddenly stood up and shouted, four pink balls were caught between her fingers in an instant.

He Mi'an also looked at the mysterious boy with a worried face, stretched out a hand with fine purple lightning wrapped around it, and said, "Are you courting death?"

Zhou Yan could almost hear the buzzing sound of the electric current, and took a few steps back knowingly. When people with supernatural powers fight, ordinary people will always suffer.

And maybe other people didn't see it clearly, but Zhou Yan completely watched him throw an adult far away like a chick with just two fingers.

His strength is not an ordinary person at all!

The young man under siege remained indifferent, and said the first sentence indifferently: "He is not dead."

He Mian looked at the yellow hair that was gradually turning into a paper man not far away, and indeed did not hear the prompt of system attrition. Maybe what the novice said was the answer to pass this game.

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The countdown of the system is still decreasing slowly.

The paper figurine had passed through the thick fog, and was only a few meters away from them. You could even see the uneven red rouge on the paper figurine's face, as well as a more malicious smile.

At the critical moment, Yin Haojie seldom made a sound, supported Zhou Yan, and said: "Don't get entangled, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, and you have nothing to do."

The countdown is getting shorter and shorter, those paper figurines are approaching step by step, looking straight at them with blank eye sockets, the corners of their blood-red mouths are split more and more, revealing the white fangs, as if a happy wedding banquet is about to begin. opening.

He Mian gritted his teeth, he pushed the girl with a little girl, and said, "Get your boyfriend back."

There were still tears on the younger sister's face, she trembled her pale lips, finally closed her eyes, ran to the position where Huang Mao's feet could be reached, and dragged him back.

The yellow hair has turned into a soft paper figure, which seems to be able to float far away with a light blow.

Due to the close distance, the fingertips of sister Toutou's hand had become the same paper fingers. She curled her lips and was about to cry again.

"Time is running out, you ordinary people stand in the outer circle, let's go!" He Mian released weak electric sparks from his fingertips, commanding casually.

Without further ado, five people from Zhou Yan formed the outer circle, and three people from He Mian stood in the inner circle.

Five people stood in the outer circle, and the three people formed a triangle inside, which could take care of all fields of vision. The eight people walked forward according to the plan, and Zhou Yan and Yin Haojie stood at the front.

"Zhou Yan, how did you come up with this idea?" Yin Haojie swallowed nervously, nervously looked at the paper figurine not far away, and then at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan didn't answer his question, and he felt something was wrong at the moment.

The source of the ailment came from the person behind him, maybe it was an illusion, he felt that the young man behind him was looking at him with his eyes, and his keen intuition felt a strong killing intent.

This killing intent made goose bumps appear on the skin of the back of his neck.

What exactly is going on?

It was obviously the first time I saw him, why did this stranger want to kill me?

The paper figurine in front of him was getting closer and closer to Zhou Yan, he threw away unnecessary thoughts, the most important thing right now was to get through the difficulties in front of him.

Their blank eyes stared straight at themselves, and there were even some suspicious dark stains on their bright red lips. The fluffy strips of paper on their lower bodies slowly stretched forward like jellyfish tentacles blown by the wind. , and even a few pieces have touched his body.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, not looking at them, and pushed the paper man in front of him away.

They are indeed very light, and they recede when pushed.

When the hands touched them, the fingertips began to lose feeling, and the paperiness slowly spread from the fingertips to the arms of the body, which felt terrible, and he watched his arms turn into empty paper tubes .

Gradually he felt that his soul was slowly withdrawing, as if he was entering a conscious world.

Paper began to climb up his neck, the skin on his face gradually became tighter and gradually lost its elasticity, the first thing he could feel was the cessation of breathing, Zhou Yan felt his neck began to relax, gradually his eyes seemed to be blindfolded A layer of translucent white gauze was covered, covering the front line of sight.

His whole body seemed to be so light that he could be blown by a gust of wind. Just as he was about to feel himself floating away, something seemed to grab the back of his neck. All his sense of touch had disappeared, leaving only a little cognition, only a vague residual consciousness Feel like you don't have to be blown away.

"Please, please find my body."

The ethereal voice came from nowhere, and it only stayed in Zhou Yan's remaining consciousness for a while before dissipating.

Who is calling for help?

Beside a young paper figurine, a few hairs made of black paper burned slowly, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke, and a few pieces of paper ash adhered to Zhou Yan's paper clothes.

There is no concept of time in the world of paper figurines. After an unknown period of time, the white mist covering Zhou Yan's eyes gradually dissipated, and the consciousness of his whole body gradually returned. He could even hear the sound of blood flowing in his body again.

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[Congratulations to all players, complete the main task - the pursuit of the paper man]

【All players will receive warm hospitality from Huaishui villagers. 】

Lying stiffly on the ground, Zhou Yan looked at the gray sky, waiting for the blood to refill the dry and exhausted pipes.

When he was able to move, Zhou Yan propped up his numb body, and found that other people were still lying on the ground like paper figures, surrounded by desolate mountains, and the paper figures all over the mountains and plains had disappeared.

He took a few breaths, until the turbid air filled his lungs, and then he recovered, squinting his eyes and saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

It was the mysterious man, I don't know when he recovered.

"you're awake."

He walked in front of Zhou Yan, his figure completely enveloped him, his flawless face gradually approached him, and a strong killing intent erupted in this dangerous environment.

This mysterious young man took off all his camouflage, and his inorganic jet-black eyes had no light, just like a finely crafted mechanical doll.

He put his warm fingers on Zhou Yan's fragile neck, and said something Zhou Yan couldn't understand: "You found a new body again?"

Under the warm and soft skin was a pulse that symbolized life. Zhou Yan, who had experienced the scene just now, knew that he only needed a little force, and his neck would be snapped in two.

Zhou Yan, who was pinched, only had a row of question marks in his mind at the moment.

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What is this guy talking about?

The finger that could kill was just resting on his neck, which didn't affect Zhou Yan from speaking. He replied truthfully: "I don't know what you are talking about."

The beating pulse of his hand was very steady, and the young man in front of him had a face so familiar that he wanted to succumb to ashes, but his eyes were clear, and seemed to reveal a sense of innocence.

It was completely different from his enemy.

The young man stared at him for a long time, his fingerprints were motionless, like the most precise weapon, waiting for the prey to throw himself into the net.

After a long time, his gaze moved down slightly, and he looked at the smooth skin on Zhou Yan's neck, without any trace of stitching.

His fingers also moved to his collarbone, caressing his soft and fair skin carefully, his strength was so strong that a group of pink red marks instantly fainted on the fragile skin.

If it weren't for the cold killing intent all over his body, Zhou Yan would have thought that he was harassing him, and the place where his fingers brushed caused a slight shudder.

Under such pressure, Zhou Yan couldn't help but tremble a little. This person looks like a dog, but he seems to have some problems with his mind.

He tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about Zhou Yan's words, even the broken hair that fell on the brow bone was just right and perfect.Such a posture showed a little naive and ignorant posture on his young face.

Zhou Yan hid his hand behind him, and a blade with a cold glow appeared between his fingers.This person looks like a dog, and his mind seems a little unclear.

The young man seemed to know his small movements, narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Don't act rashly, or I can kill you again."

"Uh..." Zhou Yan held his breath, he thought that if he could return to the real world, he must seek help from the power of metaphysics, whether he has been too unlucky recently.

How can a two people want to kill themselves?

Zhou Yan said sincerely: "I'm sorry, you seem to have admitted the wrong person."

He took out the blade hidden behind him and said, "If you want to kill me, I'll defend you. It's normal, isn't it?"

Seeing the weapon that was not considered a weapon, the young man withdrew his killing intent, slowly lowered his fingers, and even showed a mocking smile, and said, "You think this can hurt me?"

Zhou Yan shrugged and said, "You can try."

The young man completely gave up the shackles on Zhou Yan, and he looked down at him, his pupils shining with the light of thought.Is this another trick of that person?Use this clumsy method to plot against yourself?

Shouldn't be that stupid.

Zhou Yan stood up, walked up to the young man and said, "I'll say it again, I didn't know you before, you've got the wrong person."

The boy didn't speak, but kept looking at him with scrutiny.

The scattered paper figurines on the ground gradually returned to normal, and there was some movement, and the sound of panting came from not far away.

Suddenly there was the sound of Didi's horn, and at the end of the mountain road, a van drove towards the crowd.

The author says:

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