femme fatale [unlimited]

Perhaps it was caused by psychological effects. The calendar in black and white on the wall made people feel strange the more they looked at it.

The simple words and characters seem to be gradually distorted and become unrecognizable.

Others noticed the noise and came over to ask, "What's wrong?"

Lin Cen pointed to the calendar on the wall, "The date has changed."

Love asked in surprise: "I haven't moved the calendar, did any of you tear it up?"

Fluffy said dissatisfied: "It depends on what I do, I didn't move."

Lin Cen said, "Why don't you confirm first, what is the date?"

She always felt that this matter was not easy.Both NPCs Xu Yang and Xiaoxiang said before that they should judge the time according to the calendar.In this copy, the calendar may be the only thing that can indicate the date.

If the calendar changes automatically and the date displayed on it is accurate, then the flow of time in this village changes.

Love also thought of this, "By the way, Xu Yang also said that a month may pass soon, so rather than the calendar being tampered with, I'm more inclined to have a problem with the time itself."

Fluffy whispered: "Is there a possibility that we slept together for two days?"

Yu Chuqing chuckled, "Do you think it's possible?"

Rongrong thought for a while, then sighed, "It's unlikely."

She didn't sleep for two days when she was particularly sleepy, let alone a workaholic like Yu Chuqing who always wanted to get up early.

Everyone briefly discussed for a while, but failed to analyze the reason for the change in time velocity.

Ning Mianmian and Lin Cen decided to go to the back mountain according to the original plan. Regarding the calendar and time, they will ask the villagers when there is a suitable opportunity.

After all, it is already dark now, because of this incident, it would be a little inappropriate to visit other people suddenly from the point of view of etiquette.

And since the sudden change of time did not cause riots in the village, it means that it did not cause trouble to other villagers.

During the day, they had already inquired about the location of the back mountain. Under the cover of night, the two of them smoothly took a detour to their destination.

The wind blew up at night when the moon was sparse, and the temperature was a few degrees lower than during the day.They didn't meet anyone along the way, only the sound of light footsteps stepping on the dirt, making the surroundings even more silent.

The trees on both sides of the road have already shed their leaves, and their bare branches are pointing to the sky with their teeth and claws, forming strange black shadows by the night.

Lin Cen stopped when he walked through some wet soil.

"Here we are," she whispered.

The cold moonlight shone on her silver hair, and the golden eyes were shimmering, making them a little more aggressive.

Ning Mianmian looked up, and in front of her eyes was a wet swamp, the edges were covered with wet moss.In the swamp there were dots of bare white debris that looked like human skeletons.

The mountains are connected behind the swamp, and the dark shadows are endless, like a dormant giant beast, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

Lin Cen called out his weapon, the long and narrow blade of the sickle was cold, and the light of the blade flowed, already aware of the danger.

Ning Mianmian also clenched the crossbow in her hand. Although there was no one around, she still sensed the murderous aura surging in the air.

Sure enough, the next second, the swamp in front of him suddenly surged, and distorted black shadows burst out of the ground.

Ning Mianmian quickly raised the crossbow, and dozens of crossbow arrows were fired one after another. The arrow tails flickered with cold light, and instantly nailed those black shadows into the swamp. The black shadows struggled desperately, twisted their bodies, and then turned into puddles of mud.

It seemed that they were just ordinary ghosts, Ning Mianmian was slightly relieved, but within a few seconds, the swamp was churning again, and the sticky mud once again gathered into a human shape, wriggling towards them quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the muddy wrists stretched out to the edge of the swamp where Ning Mianmian was, and they were about to touch her slender ankles.

The long and narrow silver light streaked across the night, cutting off those malicious hands.

Lin Cen's eyes were cold, and she looked down. There was no blood in this blow, only wet mud dripped down the blade.

From those broken cuts, black mist gradually floated up, like a layer of veil, gradually covering the swamp, and slowly attacking in the direction of the two of them.

Lin Cen frowned, pulled the people around him back a distance, and said in a low voice, "Something's not right."

Ning Mianmian asked, "What's wrong?"

In fact, she also noticed something strange, the sapphire pendant Yu Chuqing gave her was very hot at the moment, like a red-hot iron, causing bursts of stinging pain.

Lin Cen raised his hand to deal with the two chasing shadows, and replied, "The yin energy I perceive here is the same as what I perceive in the village during the day. It feels like haunting the village during the day." The evil spirits that come back here are like entities."

Ning Mianmian thought slightly, the swamp at the back of the mountain was the place to bury the villagers who had been condemned to death by God.So let's just say...

She was a little surprised: "Those evil spirits during the day were actually formed by dead villagers. They were condemned by God in life, and after death they turned into watchers, continuing to watch over the remaining villagers, a vicious circle?"

Lin Cen nodded, agreeing with her statement, "Evil spirits, which cannot be seen during the day, have a physical body here. It should have gained power from some way, for example, something is manipulating them."

The two repelled more than a dozen waves of black shadows, but as they were injured more and more times, the black mist hovering over the swamp became thicker, lingering and rising, and their vision was obstructed, reducing their visibility by a bit. Big cut.

Ning Mianmian's eyes darkened slightly, the two of them persisted for such a long time, yet they still didn't have any clues.She had no intention of fighting, and was about to ask Lin Cen if he wanted to retreat, when the ground under her feet suddenly shook violently.

At the same time, the distorted black shadows dived into the swamp one after another, died down, and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Cen stared at the calm swamp, and said calmly, "Something is about to come out."

As if in response to her words, the ground began to shake violently again.A vortex appeared on the swamp, constantly rotating and expanding, almost occupying the entire water surface.In the center of the vortex, a huge monster gradually raised its head.

That thing was huge, two stories high at the shoulders, with red eyes and fangs, and it raised its neck and let out an earth-shattering roar.It also seems to be a ghost that relies on mud to build its body. Every time it moves, mud falls from its body into the swamp and is absorbed back into its body.

If an ordinary player saw this posture, he would probably run away without looking back.After all, this monster seems to only be able to move in the swamp area.

But Lin Cen and Ning Mianmian obviously wouldn't.According to their previous experience, repelling this kind of small boss will most likely be rewarded, so it is not a waste of time.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and their figures passed from different directions, directly hitting the vital point of the giant beast.In less than 10 minutes, the behemoth that was still showing off its power just now has been torn apart and returned to the swamp.

The game panel pops up:

[Congratulations on repelling the divine beast and getting [Shard Part [-]]. 】

Because Ning Mianmian made up the knife with the last blow, the fragments appeared in her backpack.From the icon, it looks similar to the [Fragment No. [-]] obtained by Yu Chuqing before.

Lin Cen called her in a low voice: "Go first."

The moment the divine beast fell, black mist raged, making it almost impossible to see the surroundings.

Ning Mianmian understood, and withdrew at the same time as Lin Cen, the wind whistling past her ears, scratching her cheeks with pain.

In the blink of an eye, the two ran for a few miles, and after making sure that the weird black mist did not follow, they stopped and took a rest.

The game panel pops up again:

[Invaded by the poisonous mist, the effect [panic] is obtained. 】

[[Panic]: The SAN value continues to decrease, making it easier to attract evil spirits in the village. 】

Ning Mianmian frowned and called Lin Cen, "Sister."

Every time the SAN value is involved, she will be very sensitive, for fear that something will happen to Lin Cen.

Lin Cen hugged her shoulder reassuringly, "It's okay, let's use our skills to stabilize first, and go back to find Love to find a way to disperse."

She looked back in the direction of the swamp with deep eyes.Before approaching the swamp, the two used anti-virus skills and props, but they were still hit.I don't know if it's just the dungeon settings, or if Ling Fei has done something else.

At this time, the field of vision suddenly became a few degrees brighter, and then the surroundings suddenly brightened.It was as if someone had opened a closed box and light came in all of a sudden.

The sun rises slowly from the horizon, and the pale golden morning light falls on the ground, creating bursts of warmth.

This change was so sudden that Ning Mianmian looked around blankly.Suddenly there is a feeling of not knowing where I am.She murmured, "Sister, it's dawn again."

Lin Cen picked her up, "Let's go, let's go back first."

The two walked quickly towards the residence. There were scattered villagers on the road, and everyone looked as usual, as if they didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

When they were about to reach the door, they ran into Xiaoxiang.

She was still wearing two neat braids, and she was walking out slowly.

Seeing the two of them, Xiao Xiang smiled and turned her face to say hello: "Good morning."

Ning Mianmian also smiled and asked her, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Xiang said: "A few pigs at home are sick, I will go to Uncle Liu to get some medicine."

Ning Mianmian felt guilty for a while, but seeing Xiaoxiang's indifferent look, she felt a little strange again, she thought about it, and asked: "What's going on, is it serious?"

Xiaoxiang said calmly: "Who knows what's going on, there are always such and such accidents in the village."

She lazily fiddled with her braids, and said with a smile: "It's not serious, and it doesn't matter if you die, anyway, there are plenty of pigs."

Looking at the smile on her face, Ning Mianmian felt a little strange.Before she had time to react to Xiao Xiang's words, the other party spoke again.

"You two, where have you been?"

Xiaoxiang looked up and down, and finally her eyes fell on the shoes of the two.There was some semi-dry mud on the side of the shoes, which they had just soaked in the swamp in the back mountain, and it had been air-dried on the road.

She tilted her head: "Could it be that I went to the back mountain, that place is really evil."

"How is that possible." Ning Mianmian responded quickly, she smiled brightly, as if she had no intentions, "The two of us went to the river, and we want to enjoy the moon in the winter night."

The general direction leading to the river and the back mountain from here is the same, and there is no problem in the details.Although she is not sure if Xiaoxiang, an NPC, knows that they have been to Houshan, it will cause a chain reaction, but she thinks it is better to conceal it.

Xiaoxiang didn't seem to believe it: "Run to the river to see the moon at night in winter?"

Ning Mianmian nodded sincerely, "Well, I'm actually a poet. Doing things that ordinary people can't think of can inspire my creation."

Xiaoxiang asked: "Has the poem been written yet?"

"No." Ning Mianmian replied without changing his expression, and then sighed in distress, "I could write at least five poems, but after staying for a while, the sky suddenly dawned. You say it's miraculous."

She asked Xiaoxiang nonchalantly, "Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Xiaoxiang spoke briskly, as if the matter had nothing to do with her, "But it doesn't matter at all whether it's dawn or dark, as long as we live together and live happily."

Ning Mianmian thought for a while, and then asked tentatively, "It's dawn and dark for a while, how long has it been going on?"

Xiaoxiang looked at her, and slowly smiled, "It's always been like this."