Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Mountain Village Ghost Story 18

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corpse

Corpse.

Zhou Yan had heard of this place before, of course he had heard of it when he was researching information at work.

It is said that some emperors and generals are looking for a geomantic treasure land. There is no wind in the black mountain, and the white water surrounds it, gathering the aura of heaven and earth. If you are buried here, you can escape from reincarnation forever, and what's more, you can become immortal.

What does that have to do with dragons?

"You mean, where is King Nanyan buried, and he turned into a dragon?" Zhou Yan asked.

Wen Wan couldn't help trembling when she heard him call the ancestor's name directly, she said: "No, no, the location you are now is just the Yin Village of our Huaishui Village!"

"Yin Village?!" Zhang Wenwen and Pang Ziyu said in unison.

"Yes, back to the mountain is yin, and facing the mountain is yang. We are only in the yin village of Huaishui Village," she said with fine blood dripping from her skin. It was obvious that the spell just cast made her unable to last much longer, " I, I have been imprisoned here, and I can only resist and resist the power of the Yin Village by flipping the yin and yang energy in this room."

She suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yan's hand tightly, and said, "You, you created me, please stop all of this!"

Zhou Yan was completely confused by her words. Logically speaking, he just helped her restore her appearance. What is creation?

jingle.

A crisp bell rang, resounding in the dark room.

Ji Fangwei lightly shook the bell on his waist, looked at Wen Wan, and said, "You won't last long, tell me everything you know."

Her gaze moved down slightly, and she happened to see Ji Fangwei's bell, and suddenly remembered an old rumor, and was about to say something, but was stopped by the warning eyes of the man.

Wen Wan started biting her finger again, which was a habit she used to do, and said vaguely: "You have been cursed and turned into paper dolls, there are no living people in Yincun, time is running out, I will help you, I will help you!" Help you restore to the original state, my spell can only last for four hours, you must solve all this."

Zhang Wenwen was annoyed by her weird attitude, rushed up and asked, "Please explain clearly, what's going on?"

Wen Wan suddenly looked at the two unconscious NPCs, and said, "Take them to the ancestral hall and you'll know."

【Ding!Congratulations to Jia Zhou Yan, player Ji Fangwei, player Zhang Wenwen, and player Pang Ziyu for being entrusted by Wen Wan. 】

[Please take Qi Sixian and Hu Ling to the ancestral hall - progress (0/1)]

The red spell running up and down her body suddenly rushed into the ground at an extremely fast speed, and got into the soles of everyone's feet like a swimming snake.

Zhang Wenwen seemed to be scalded, she screamed, took a big step, and then felt that the strong curse on her neck disappeared immediately.

"This is, what's going on here?"

Pang Ziyu also opened his hand in surprise, and the evil curse in his palm had disappeared without a trace.

Ji Fangwei also looked at his smooth palm, without any expression of joy on his face.

After watching their reactions, Zhou Yan felt that something was wrong. Could it be that he is the only one who is unlucky?

He slowly stretched out his hand, and bright red charms danced in his white and delicate palm, which was faintly emitting heat.

【Ding!Congratulations to players Ji Fangwei, player Zhang Wenwen, player Pang Ziyu, and player Zhou Yan for temporarily lifting the curse of the paper figurine. 】

【Countdown starts】

【8:00:00】

【7:59:59】

^…

【Ding!Congratulations to player Zhou Yan for receiving the gentle blessing—the curse of the paper figurine]

[The Curse of Paper Dolls: An ancient spell, you can make paper dolls that imprison living souls. 】

This mantra is not the same as the one printed on Zhang Wenwen and others before, it is completely reversed.

A paper man who imprisoned a living soul?

Zhou Yan suddenly understood the weirdness of this village.

All customs have a reason.

At night, Yin soldiers appear, and what they capture are wandering souls wandering in the world, and the villagers living in this village are all paper figurines whose souls are imprisoned.

So the Yin soldiers would come to capture the paper figurine, and the coin that Pang Ziyu took was full of Yin Qi, and it was probably dug out from the corpse farm.

The person who holds the coin must run at night to please the ancestors, which means that every year during the ancestor worship festival, a so-called lucky person will be randomly selected to lure away the Yin soldiers, so that other paper figurines can come out for activities, and this activity is likely to be a sacrifice worship their so-called ancestors.

It's a pity that the worship activities of these villagers were disturbed by Zhou Yan and his party today. Yin soldiers are still wandering in the village at this moment, but this is also a good opportunity for them to go to the ancestral hall.

Looking at Zhou Yan with gentle and smart eyes, a bright smile bloomed on bright red lips, and said: "I have been supporting myself until now with my obsession, and I leave everything to you!"

As soon as the words fell, her eyes suddenly lost their luster, and the originally soft skin gradually shrank, turning into wrinkled translucent human skin, which was tightly attached to the skull supporting her body, and even her long black and thick hair gradually curled and turned yellow , bent and stuck to her withered skin.

The woman who was speaking softly just now turned into a skeleton tightly wrapped in human skin.

She was still standing in the room, the human skin on the hollow eye sockets was slightly sunken, and the two eyes that Zhou Yan had just painted could still be seen.

Dense red talismans like flies and mosquitoes appeared on the wrinkled skin. The color is not as bright as before, but presents a disturbing dark color.

"I'll go!" Pang Ziyu yelled in fright. He wanted to step forward to observe but didn't dare to go. He could only stand there and stare blankly. He looked at Zhou Yan and said, "You know her well, why don't you go and see her?" ?”

Zhou Yan, who had just been inexplicably burned with a red seal, was very silent. He wanted to say that he was really not familiar with Wen Wan.

Under the expectant eyes of the two, he still approached Wen Wan's corpse, and an old and rotten smell came to his nostrils.

What is worth studying is the talismans on it. He squinted his eyes and observed carefully. These tiny incantations were the same symbols engraved on his palm.

Wen Wan should have been made into a paper doll a long time ago. Living in this village, her soul was imprisoned in the human skin.

"Her, is this human skin?" Zhang Wenwen hid his body behind Pang Ziyu, poked his head out and asked.

"Yes."

Zhou Yan turned his gaze to the two paper figurines at the door, and said, "Look."

The two paper figurines at the door were already soaked by the rain, and the seemingly harmless rain had drilled numerous holes in their bodies. The light yellow human skin hung on their thin and thin skeletons like soaked mud.

The temples on the head are also crooked in one place, and the shriveled little flowers are still dripping with crystal rain.

Zhou Yan looked up at the still continuous rain, and said, "There should be a problem with the rain."

"No."

Ji Fangwei stood up, and he reached out his hand to catch the rain falling in from outside the door.There was a drop of crystal clear rain on his fingertips, and the rain from the sky did not pose any threat to him.

He looked outside the house and said, "There is a problem with the mountain."

Except for Zhou Yan, everyone couldn't help poking their heads out to wait and see.

The mountain peaks in the distance were covered with overcast clouds, and layers of clouds like ink stains were piled up on the barren hills where not a single blade of grass grew. Between lightning and thunder, they all vaguely saw wisps of black air slowly rising from the ridgeline.

"I go……"

So far, Pang Ziyu can only say these barren words.

"What's this?" Zhang Wenwen almost became Pang Ziyu's conjoined twins, huddled behind him.

Ji Fangwei said: "Yin Qi. That mountain gathers Yin Qi, so it affects the Feng Shui here, and even the rain and river water contain vicious Yin Qi."

"Look carefully."

He handed the water drops from his fingertips to the eyes of the two.

There is actually an extremely thin black line hovering on the transparent water droplet.

Zhou Yan said to Zhang Wenwen: "You take a picture of the outside of the house."

Zhang Wenwen tremblingly picked up the Polaroid camera and took a picture of the two paper figurines outside the house.

wow wow wow.

An unclear photo spit out from the box.

Both Zhou Yan and Pang Ziyu couldn't help but leaned forward to watch, and Ji Fangwei also wanted to verify his conjecture, so he also quietly walked over to take a look.

A group of blurred black figures gathered beside the two soaked paper figurines standing at the door. They stretched out their slender hands and kept grabbing and devouring the rain-soaked pieces of paper.

They are very similar to the state of Hu Ling's previous filming, with hunched figures and slender hands and feet, surrounded by two small paper figures in layers, enjoying their gluttonous feast.

And they seemed to be very afraid of this room. More black shadows stood outside the door, but they didn't dare to step into the door at all.

Zhang Wenwen obviously let out a swallowing sound. She kept rubbing her goosebump-covered arms, looked out the door with a pale face, and said, "Could it be that there are ghosts around us? No wonder Wei Xing died like that. "

Ji Fangwei said coldly: "After being marked by Yin water, it will become the food of these ghosts. Moreover, our curse should be the mark of these ghosts. Once we are contaminated by Yin Qi, they will come to devour us. "

Pang Ziyu: "Why do I feel that there is a ghost here, I should be safer..."

Zhang Wenwen nodded vigorously.

Zhou Yan said: "Wen Wan said that it is a corpse raising place. According to my understanding, it should be the place where ancient emperors were buried. It is said that the corpses buried there will still be lifelike after thousands of years."

"That is to say, the dragon shadow that Qi Sixian took is actually those yin energy?" Pang Ziyu rubbed his chin in thought.

"Maybe." Zhang Wenwen was also stained with a drop of rainwater, and then she quickly dried the raindrop as if she touched garbage, and said, "Then let's go, now that we have a clue, let's go through the customs."

"Wait, what do you do with these two npcs?" Zhou Yan pointed to Hu Ling and Qi Sixian who were still in a coma, and said, "At that time, the Yin soldiers will come after them again—"

Zhou Yan paused, he remembered that the camera was obviously placed on Qi Sixian's left foot, but now it was on the opposite right foot.

The scene in the house changed again, returning to the previous appearance, it should be that the gentle formation has failed.

Why is this house mirror flipped?

Ji Fangwei was also present who noticed this situation, and he said: "The yin and yang have been switched."

Zhou Yan looked at the gentle painting of white mountains and black water on the ground, and the pattern on it changed again.

The white mountain and the black water are intertwined together, forming the appearance of a Tai Chi yin and yang fish.And the flat boat was right in the center of the black water, it was the white eyes of the black fish.

At this time, the white boat was slowly corroded by the turbulent river water, and gradually sank in the black water.

Zhou Yan picked up the painting.

【Ding!Congratulations to the player Zhou Yan for obtaining the key item—Yin-Yang Fish Tai Chi Diagram]

[Introduction: The secrets of the heavens must not be revealed. 】

[Others: Wen Wan's drawing practice is very important. 】

"Uh..." Didn't you say anything?

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God knows how hard it took him to refrain from tearing up the painting.

calm.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath and said: "She said before that the place we are in is Yincun, so there should be a corresponding Yangcun."

"Yes," Zhang Wenwen also became excited, "otherwise, where do the paper figurines here come from? It must be a village with living people."

Pang Ziyu: "However, this Yang Village is also strange? Why do you want to build two villages?"

Zhou Yan packed up the scroll, picked up the umbrella that Wen Wan left behind, and said, "There are still four hours left, and the spells on us are about to fail. There is not much time left, let's go."

"How to get there?" Pang Ziyu thought of the lingering ghost messenger, "That ghost brother will still chase these two paper figurines."

Given the ubiquitous presence of ghosts in this village, his appellation has clearly changed.

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "I thought of a way."

The author says:

In a hurry, I wrote an article on QIQ and then refined it when I had time;

呜呜呜感谢在2022-04-1718:00:00-2022-04-1817:17:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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