Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Mountain Village Ghost Story 15

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ghost difference

Zhou Yan's eyes widened slightly when he heard his words, and he put his hands on his shoulders unconsciously. Through the thin clothes, he could feel his skin beating slowly, exuding a wave of heat.

He lifted up his sleeves, and there was an evil red spell printed on his shoulder.

This location was photographed just this afternoon.

Zhou Yan swallowed, and he remembered a folk rumor: If someone calls your name or pats you on the shoulder on the road, don't look back.Because that is probably a ghost calling you.

Could it be that he was being targeted at that time?

He Mian looked at Zhou Yan's cursed mark, sneered, and said, "I thought you were so powerful? I didn't expect you to be cursed too. It seems that only 3 people can survive in this dungeon. "

Zhou Yan ignored his provocation and chose "yes" in the system.

【Ding!Congratulations to each player for making the right choice. Players who did not follow Qi Sixian will automatically give up their status as reserve members of the Dongyuan Research Institute. 】

[Reminder: All players, please pay attention to your identity at all times and obey the orders of the team leader. 】

Zhou Yan felt that his identity as a reserve member was even more shining.

Qi Sixian nodded to follow his teammates, and said, "Okay, let's say goodbye, we are leaving."

Yin Haojie had something else to say, Zhou Yan stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Take care, we will have dinner together when we go out, and call Huang Chunling."

Huang Chunling was still huddled in the corner, not daring to get out of bed, she just looked at Zhou Yan pitifully, her crystal tears almost soaked the quilt on her body.

After hearing this, Yin Haojie scratched his head foolishly, and said, "Hey, I can't persuade you either. By the way, the kid who let you go is weird. You must be careful not to be harmed by him. "

Ji Fangwei stood not far away, so he naturally heard Yin Haojie's words of sowing discord. He was always indifferent, but for some reason today, he felt that every word of that person was extremely harsh.

Zhou Yan nodded, and he aimed at Ji Fangwei from the corner of his eye.

The mysterious young man mistaken himself as an enemy before, according to Zhou Yan's character, he should be vigilant against him——

Watch out for a ghost!

This man could twist copper locks into twists with his bare hands. As an ordinary person, he was helpless in the face of absolute power.

At this time, the sky was almost dark, with only a faint glow exuding a touch of light.After they walked out of the guest house, a pair of boys and girls stood at the door but slowly turned their snow-white faces into the room.

It seems to be watching an unexpected and interesting thing.

Huaishui Village is very quiet at night. Every household has its doors and windows closed, and the villagers can only be seen from the windows with candles shining through. They should be preparing for the night's rest.

Qi Sixian led a group of people, and after coming out of the guest house, he led everyone to the destination with ease, and introduced while walking: "That place is outside the village, built at the foot of the mountain, and it may take an hour or two to get there."

At the foot of the mountain?

Zhou Yan knew that Huaishui Village was a mountain village among the peaks, but why was the ancestral hall built in such a remote place?

He couldn't help looking up, and when he saw the peaks surrounding the village clearly with the thin twilight, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

These mountains are too weird.

The mountains in the distance are dark in color, and it seems that there is no grass growing. The peaks are of different widths, standing between the sky and the earth like ghost hands. To break through the sky.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder, and a thick bolt of lightning tore through the dark sky, completely outlining the rugged and treacherous lines of the mountains.

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes. He felt that these mountains were getting closer to him, and it seemed that they would swallow up those who looked up to him in an instant.

There was another earth-shattering thunder, and layers of lightning flashed from the end of the mountain, as if something was about to break through the clouds.

The sky became darker in the blink of an eye, cloudy clouds rolled from the top of the black mountain, and the cold wind carried water vapor from the end of the sky towards this mysterious village.

Qi Sixian looked even more excited as he looked at the continuously flashing thunder and lightning in the sky. He even asked Hu Ling to take pictures of the sky.

The video camera in Hu Ling's hands does not have the function of real-time playback. It records by film made with a special process.

This kind of film took a huge amount of manpower and material resources, and it took all the strength of Dongyuan Research Institute to obtain a precious roll.

After Hu Ling only took a few shots, Qi Sixian said: "Leader, enough is enough, don't be enough when the real thing is shot."

The two NPCs were carrying out their tasks conscientiously, and Pang Ziyu was like a frightened bird at the moment. He kept looking around at the surrounding environment, and even the slightest noise could make him turn pale with fright.

"Running in the village to please the ancestors."

He murmured this life-saving phrase in his mouth, bit his fingers, and said vaguely: "I want to run, I want to run, I can't just stay here like this, yes, yes, I want to run!"

Pang Ziyu shuddered, his eyes widened, and he looked behind him.

The appearance of the ordinary village is the same as the one he saw when he came, with flagstone paths and thatched huts, except that there are no villagers who come to watch and chickens and ducks strolling under their feet.

But he seemed to have seen something terrible, pointed to the air and said: "There is something, something is chasing me! My God, what he said is right! You can't walk at night! You can't walk at night!"

"Stop yelling!"

Zhang Wenwen was tortured by his nagging along the way, and finally couldn't bear it now, and said: "Don't scare yourself, maybe it's all fake!"

Pang Ziyu suddenly turned his head to look at her, his originally clear eyes were so red that they were about to drip blood at this moment, he seemed to take a big step forward suddenly, came to Zhang Wenwen, took out the ominous coin, and looked ferociously. Said: "I tell you, I want to run, I can't walk at night! I can't walk at night! Run!"

He gripped the coin tightly, blood gradually oozing from his palm.

The lettering on the coin flashed a red light, and the blood stains on the surface slowly penetrated into the bronze.

The coin in Pang Ziyu's palm exuded an extremely cold chill for no reason, and that piece of skin was about to be frozen into carrion, with a hint of unbearable itching, as if something was gradually growing in the rotten flesh, and the rotten feeling was just about to begin. Gradually devour the intact skin on his body, which will turn him into a walking dead.

His fear spread to the extreme, and he plucked up the courage to throw the coin into the distance, but the coin seemed to grow in his flesh, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

"What to do! What to do, I can't get rid of it! I can't get rid of it!"

Pang Ziyu used his fingers to tear the coin deeply embedded in his palm. He almost wanted to cut off his entire palm.

Zhou Yan pressed his shoulder and said, "Calm down."

Panting, Pang Ziyu looked at the coin in his hand that was sucking blood, and said, "It's sucking my blood, it's sucking my blood."

Ji Fangwei also came to him, and said vigilantly: "The light is off."

One of the customs in Huaishui Village is to turn off the lights at night.

His words made everyone look up at the two rows of village houses.

The windows that were still lit with candles suddenly went dark, and the villagers seemed to have an agreement in the dark, and they blew out the candles at the same time.

The night was abnormally quiet, and the shadows under the moonlight formed a strange picture of interlaced light and dark among the mountains.

The dark red lanterns hung for festivals are quietly hung on the eaves, and each dark red window grille is looking at these outsiders walking in the dark like human faces.

Everyone felt that it was getting colder and colder, and they gathered together involuntarily.

A chill emanated from Zhou Yan's bone marrow, which made him shiver uncontrollably. This was not the coldness caused by the drop in external temperature, but the fear from the depths of his heart.

Where does this fear come from?

At this time, strands of black clouds seeped out from the gaps in the night sky, slowly staining the bright moon, as if a huge black curtain covered this backward mountain village, and even a gleam of brilliance was wiped out by the darkness in this world .

Before he had time to think, a cold, damp, vicious, and chilling aura came from behind him.

There was a sound of thunder, silver lightning tore a crack in the sky, and two slender black figures appeared out of thin air at the end of the stone road.

Holding an umbrella, the two of them are extremely tall, standing like two pitch-black coffins in the silent night, holding the handle of the umbrella with their withered, green and white fingers, looking like ghosts and ghosts. They obviously didn't move, but they seemed to be getting closer and closer to everyone. Near? It only takes a moment to come to them.

During the movement, there was a light sound from the impact of the chains.

"That's, what is that!" Zhang Wenwen trembled, she felt a biting cold, which made her teeth rattle.

This slender figure gave them an irresistible sense of oppression, and they could hardly breathe smoothly.

"Ghost messenger." Ji Fangwei said in a deep voice.

Zhou Yan repeated in disbelief: "Ghost messenger!"

He is no stranger to ghosts, and even made black and white impermanence.

In his cognition, ghost messengers are shackled and handcuffed, hunting down wandering souls in the underworld, but why did they suddenly appear in Huaishui Village?

Could it be that there are ghosts around!

He Mian sat on the wooden chair, watching the lightning and thunder in the dark clouds in the distance.

His complexion was not as good as the dark clouds outside.

The cruelty and weirdness of this dungeon was beyond his imagination. He and the other two teammates came from the distant end of the world, a world where the weak prey on the strong and the zombies are everywhere.

But the situation here is not much better.

"It's unlucky." He impatiently kicked away the wooden chair squeezed aside, and complained alone: ​​"I don't know if I can survive with two wastes who only know how to shout and cry."

"By the way, your woman is in danger, don't hold me back, or you and I will die together!"

He Mian was planning to educate that crying Huang Chunling, when he turned his head, he saw her standing on her head in a strange posture.

Huang Chunling's head was down, her legs were straight up, and she was sticking to the dark wall. A woman like her, who has no strength to restrain a chicken, can stand on her head very easily.

Her long hair was winding on the overturned quilt, and her dark eyes looked at He Mian emotionlessly.

Gradually a smile appeared, and the pale lips were almost split to the root of the ear.

He Mian couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up anxiously, looked at Huang Chunling who was standing upside down, and said, "Hey, what are you doing? Brain, brain congested?"

Huang Chunling suppressed her smile for a moment, the expression on her face suddenly became as cold as ice, her cheeks were deeply sunken, and her originally radiant skin gradually lost its luster, showing a haggard grayish white.

She was standing upside down, and suddenly jumped forward, her whole head hit the hard wooden board, making a muffled bang.

He Mian sensed that something was wrong, he hurriedly stood up, and fine lightning flashed all over his body immediately.

"Who are you?" He said in a low voice.

Dark red tears of blood suddenly overflowed from Huang Chunling's eyes, and slowly flowed to her forehead. She bumped her head against the bed board, and a stream of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of her tightly squeezed mouth, and slowly flowed down her pale cheeks. Everyone drew near to Hermian.

"Of course an ordinary person."

Yin Haojie's voice sounded from behind him, accompanied by some unrecognizable small sounds.

A gust of wind pierced into his neck, and goose bumps almost covered his whole body.Indigo lightning flashed from He Mian's fingertips, and shot behind him with lightning speed.

At the same time, he jumped up onto the table with all his might.

When he saw Yin Haojie's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in horror.

Yin Haojie's skin showed an unhealthy gray-blue color, and his dark eyes looked at him sullenly. It seemed that He Mian's full blow just now had no effect.

He also evoked a strange smile, and walked to the square table with some difficulty.

Some difficulty?

He Mian forced his beating heart down, and his eyes slowly moved down.

Three cyan-skinned little ghosts were nibbling on one of Yin Junjie's legs.

They are covered with purple bruises, arranged in disorder on their wrinkled skin. After a little ghost swallowed a bloody piece of meat, the two dark eyes slowly moved to the position that belonged to the temple, full of malicious intent. Looking at this hateful human being.

Then, it grew a blue mouth, revealing sharp needle-like teeth, which were densely distributed in its mouth, and the tips of the teeth glowed with a dangerous gloomy light.

Another little ghost stuck out its long red tongue and turned in a semicircle in mid-air, as if thinking about how to eat the dinner on the table.

He Mian wished he could use all the powers in his body, the lightning in his palm was as bright as a little sun.

Just when he was about to throw out the ball lightning, suddenly, his ankles were firmly grabbed by a pair of cold blue hands.

He Mian lowered his head uneasily, looking at his feet.

Huang Chunling's upside-down face slowly unfolded into a smile, bloodshot eyes soaked her yellow teeth, and she said, "I found you."

The two paper figurines outside the guest house shook their heads very quickly, watching everything that happened in the house with their blank eye sockets, their diamond-shaped lips curled up, and their favorite plot was staged.

I don't know how long it took, but the dark clouds gradually covered the bright moon.

Yin Haojie dragged his heavy left leg, walked out the door step by step, and propped up the black umbrella.

boom! boom! boom!

The muffled sound of the spherical object hitting the ground sounded, Huang Chunling jumped upside down to his side, her pale ankles were facing Yin Haojie's face, she opened her blood red lips and said, "Let's go, don't delay the master's task. "

Yin Haojie nodded and said, "The one in the back, follow up, ghosts must walk under umbrellas."

A man in the form of a spider with his limbs completely bent back slowly followed behind the two of them. He was facing upwards, with his head tilted to the side, and on his neck, there was a growth that was the same as that on Yin Haojie's feet. The head of a bluish-white kid, the kid stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked He Mian's face, saying, "I like this body."

The author says:

There's another chapter at nine o'clock in the evening.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!