Infinite spooky game

Chapter 104 Double Happiness Town ([-]) Night Parade

The ghosts in the game have no way of knowing the existence of the weird game, so being able to say this phrase with a calm face is enough to serve as proof of identity.

Shang Qingbei breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly thought of something, and trembled again.

He carefully turned his head and looked at Xi'er lying next to him.

In order to avoid Qisi, who was obviously more dangerous, he retreated back to the bed. Now he was only half a meter away from the ghost that Xi'er had transformed into. He could even faintly smell a damp smell on the tip of his nose, like mold. The rotten smell of wood.

The ghost in a red wedding dress lay quietly on the narrow wooden bed, unaware of the vigilance of the young man so close to him, and just stared at the patterns on the bed sheets stupidly. It seemed that he had no interest in harming the player.

"What... is going on?" Shang Qingbei stretched out his hand in confusion and waved it in front of Xi'er's eyes.

Although he is cautious, he is not timid, otherwise he would not be able to pass the test of the novice pool and become an official player.

After finding that Xi'er was motionless and unresponsive, he took out a ballpoint pen from the English dictionary, tentatively reached over and poked the female ghost's face.

This move seemed to trigger a switch. Xi'er flinched and muttered a new line: "It hurts, Xi'er hurts so much..."

Shang Qingbei's shoulders trembled visibly.He withdrew his hand, maintained his forced calmness, and said in a low voice: "I didn't use any force just now, so it wouldn't hurt her, right? ... Judging from the touch, she has a physical body, she should be a zombie or something like that."

As he spoke, he had already stuffed the ballpoint pen back into the dictionary, got out of bed, and took a few steps back to the door.

Xi'er is a ghost after all. Although he hasn't shown any aggressive behavior yet, looking at him makes people feel uneasy, so it's better to stay away from him.

"You should have triggered a new clue." Qisi walked around Shang Qingbei, stepped forward, and stood between the beds.

"Didn't I tell you before? There were fewer death points on the first day of the dungeon, and most of what we saw and heard were clues related to the world view."

He calmly told the nonsense again to deepen the other party's impression; if he repeated a lie a hundred times, there would always be a fool who would take it seriously.

Shang Qingbei nodded as he was taught, but still stood by the door, refusing to take a step forward.

Those two pokes with the ballpoint pen before were all benevolence and justice. In the short term, whoever wants to die will do it. Anyway, he doesn't plan to contribute anymore.

"Xi'er, do you know us?" Qisi stared at Xi'er's body on the bed for a while, then suddenly leaned down and asked softly.

The corpse didn't know whether he understood it or not. He just raised his face without saying a word.

The face was smeared astonishingly white with thick powder, and the lips were painted as red as blood. There were no characteristics that belonged to the existence of "Xi'er" at all, and they were all the same as a stuck-out paper man.

At this moment, her lips trembled and she uttered unclear words: "Help me...help me..."

Is it asking for help again?The same cry for help as Xu Wen?

Qisi rubbed his chin and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The ghost is begging for help and will not attack the player even if it is actively provoked. I always feel that I am sorry for myself if I don't try to do something more extreme.

With this thought in mind, he touched the silver bracelet on his right hand with his left hand, twisted it with his fingertips, and pulled out a section of the wire.

As if he realized what was about to happen next, the red shadow lying on the bed started to flicker, flickering and extinguishing like a candle flame blown by the wind. In just two breaths, it dispersed into a bloody mist and seeped into the floor. Disappeared in time.

Great, the clue that was just delivered to me was gone.

"You're not smart when you're alive, and you won't necessarily be smart when you're dead." Qisi sighed in a serious tone, looking back at Shang Qingbei, who was reading a dictionary by moonlight, with a rising voice, "Xiao Qing, you just said that she Is there an entity?"

What the hell kind of name is this?Why does it sound so like a snake spirit?Shang Qingbei twitched the corners of his mouth and replied: "There was something there just now, but now it is suddenly gone. Is it because there is something wrong with the sentence you asked?"

"You've told us everything you need to tell us, so naturally it's time to leave." Qisi smiled and said nothing about the young man's argument.

He turned around and walked to Shang Qingbei, patted the high school student on the shoulder, and asked with concern: "Are you worried about the college entrance examination?"

When asked about his inner feelings, Shang Qingbei touched the cover of the dictionary in his hand and started chatting: "No one will not worry, after all, it is an important exam that can change your destiny. I am not the kind of person who doesn't make any difference whether I take the exam or not. I am a poor student. If my English can be improved to above average, I can easily enter the top 100 universities in the federal government..."

"I can see that your English is really poor." Qisi had already opened the door and walked into the courtyard, feeling goosebumps aroused by the cold night.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at Shang Qingbei with the kind eyes of an elder looking at a child: "I've memorized it for so long, and I'm still stuck on the first page."

"I was reviewing..." Shang Qingbei's cheeks burned, and he unconsciously caught up with Qisi and explained, "I originally planned to spend my senior year in high school cramming English. I have already signed up for cram schools. Who knows? Suddenly I was pulled into the game..."

The two of them had reached the center of the courtyard.

White mist curled up in the air, blurring the outline of the white-walled and black-tiled houses, spreading out a hazy picture like ink.

The ground on the west half is covered with tattered red debris, with faded "囍" characters and red ribbons hanging crookedly. The east side is much cleaner, with only a few white paper money scattered here and there.

Qisi walked to a clean place and said without looking back: "Xiao Qing, I actually think that with your current situation, there is no need to worry about the college entrance examination..."

Shang Qingbei followed behind, pricking up his ears.

Just when he thought he was going to hear encouragement and comfort such as "Your grades are already very good" and "Don't ask too much of yourself", the young man walking in front sighed with compassion and said in a sincere and sincere tone: " There are still three months until the college entrance examination, and I think there is a high probability that you will not survive until then. Instead of inefficiently pretending to work hard in the dungeon, it is better to think about how to survive."

"..." What do you mean?

Shang Qingbei's eyes twitched and he wanted to retort, but he felt he was wrong.Judging from Zisi's attitude, it seems that he really has his best interests at heart, but his advice is just harsh to the ears...

But still so angry!

After bullying the minor, Qisi was in a good mood, and his movements to push the courtyard door became much gentler.

There was a soft "squeak" sound, and the wooden door was pushed open. The cold wind outside the door rushed towards the face like a real entity, causing Shang Qingbei, who was facing the crack in the door, to take half a step back.

Realizing that he had walked so far without knowing it, Shang Qingbei's eyelids twitched and he subconsciously turned around and returned to his room.

Then I heard Qisi say in a preaching tone: "You see, in a game where you can die at any time, you have nothing to think about, you are not focused, and you don't even know when you were taken out of the courtyard. Can you really survive past June like this?" His words were not harsh, but they stepped on Shang Qingbei's weakness every word, making them harsh no matter how hard they sounded.

The young man frowned and retorted without confidence: "I originally wanted to go out to investigate to see if I could find any clues. Didn't you also say that the first day is the safest day?"

"That's it, then I blamed you wrongly." Qisi smiled apologetically, grabbed Shang Qingbei's wrist without any explanation, and suggested, "Let's go together, so that we can both take care of each other."

Shang Qingbei couldn't express his pain, so he could only let Qisi drag him out of the house.

The moment he crossed the threshold, the temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant. The whole figure was pressed into the ice water, and the temperature of the body from the inside to the outside was dispersed in the surrounding air without a trace.

Why is it so cold?It's like... winter.

Shang Qingbei stood in the cold wind, curling up like a quail, folding his arms and rubbing his exposed skin in an attempt to generate heat.

It doesn't help.

A gust of wind howled, mixed with little white dots, falling one after another.

A paper copper coin landed on Shang Qingbei's head, like a bird that had migrated for a long time and finally found a branch to rest on.

As if some switch was turned on, bursts of paper money were blown by the wind, and settled quietly. After a while, a layer of paper money accumulated on the ground, like snow and frost.

This scene is too weird. Even if there is no ghost at all, it still makes people think of horror for no reason.

Shang Qingbei hesitated and said: "Do we really want to go out to investigate at this point? It's so weird during the day, let alone at night. Even if you are an experienced player in the ninth dungeon, you will never end well if you underestimate the weirdness."

Qisi raised his hand and grabbed a handful of paper coins from the wind. After looking at them, they were still clean and white, and then he put them into his pocket.

Hearing Shang Qingbei's words of obvious reluctance, he stopped, turned his head and smiled: "Danger often coexists with opportunity, right? You won't find any useful clues if you sit in a room and wait for death."

He paused for a moment, and his voice became a bit colder: "If you always have this mentality, I think it would be better for you to die early and be born early, so as not to be frightened and tortured too much."

Shang Qingbei did not take the bait. He gradually calmed down and said: "If something happens to the two of us, if the three of them want to pass the level, there is a high probability that they can only rely on the 'guaranteed number of deaths' mechanism. I think we should wake them up. It’s better to go out and explore together.”

Qiss sneered and asked, "Do you think the noise you made in the room just now wasn't big enough?"

Shang Qingbei recalled a series of actions he took after seeing the ghost.

Although he didn't scream, he was running around the room, and the floor and wooden bed were in disrepair, so he definitely made a lot of noise.

But except for "Qi Wen", no one was awakened by him...

Seeing the pensive look on the young man's eyes, Qiss continued: "Either they don't want to care about your life and death and pretend to be asleep on purpose; or, some mechanism of this copy has chosen you and me, and only we can take action tonight. .”

"It should be the second possibility..." Shang Qingbei whispered his thoughts, his thoughts wandering.

So he is special?Being selected by the dungeon mechanism on the first day, does it mean that he has access to some important branches?
Just as he was about to say something, he saw the calm young man in front of him put away the smile on his face and silently retreated under the eaves step by step, quietly and carefully like a cat walking across the beam.

The wind in the distance carried the faint sound of bells, and Shang Qingbei intuitively understood what was happening.

He was not stupid enough to ask questions, but followed Qisi's example and retreated to the door, clinging to the wooden door.

The shadow of the eaves completely covered the figures of the two people. The wooden door was deeply embedded in the wall, leaving ample space for the two of them to stand. People passing by would never notice this place if they didn't take a look in the direction of the door. Hiding two people.

Qisi leaned against the wooden door as if he were boneless, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction where the bell sounded.

The water mist of uneven thickness curls up in the air, twisting and dispersing into a chaotic mass.A huge black shadow turned through the streets and slowly came from the fog, from far to near.

Qisi could see clearly. It was a completely black coffin with intricate patterns carved on its surface, which was even more exquisite than what he saw in the photos.I can’t see the specific meaning, but the neat and smooth lines alone are enough to make people feel relaxed and happy.

it's beautiful.Qisi's breathing quickened, and he suddenly had the urge to go over and touch it quietly.

However, considering that he was still in the dungeon, he did not intend to take the initiative to die. He could only recite the description of the entry silently in his mind:
[The soul-suppressing coffin: There is a murderous corpse in it...]

At the right time, his mind touched the scene of blood oozing from the bottom of the coffin. Qiss lowered his eyes and stared at the floor tiles. He found that instead of feeling fear, he felt... even more excited.

As early as the moment he saw the coffin, Shang Qingbei's mind went blank.

The words "vicious corpse", "grievance" and "catastrophe" in the entry symbolize disaster, and Xu Wen mentioned on the phone that "they all came out one by one", everything conveyed a bad warning, and in the end The worst situation seems to be coming true at this moment.

The weirdness in the photo will be reflected in the copy, and on the first night, they encountered the weirdness...

Damn it, he shouldn't have shown off and followed "Qi Wen" out of the house!

"Qi Wen" is an old player who has the means to save his life, but he only has a few props; he doesn't believe that when he is in danger, someone will be kind enough to save a random person...

The coffin was getting closer and closer, so close that you could see the golden bells hanging on the spikes at the four corners.

The light ringing of "ding bells" was mixed with the sound of "ticking". Shang Qingbei saw that as the coffin moved, dark red blood dripped from the edge, leaving linear traces on the road.

The scene in front of him further overlapped with the anomaly in the photo, and Shang Qingbei's breathing almost stopped.

The cry was stuck in his throat, and he almost lost his breath. He could only stare ahead.

Twisted black shadows clustered around the coffins, forming a long queue like a funeral procession.A weird singing voice sounded high-pitched and thin:

"People walk on human roads, ghosts walk on ghost roads, humans and ghosts follow different paths, yin and yang follow different paths -"

"If you don't bring it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. You'll have to wait and see, and you won't ask for blessings or misfortunes——"

(End of this chapter)