Infinite spooky game

Chapter 105: Double Happiness Town ([-]) Ghost covers eyes

There was a muffled sound, and the black coffin hit the ground.

The sudden impact dispersed several clusters of mist, and the white dust and white mist were mixed together, making it indistinguishable.

There were crowds of people in front of Shang Qingbei's eyes. Men, women and children in black mourning clothes gathered in a circle. The illusory shadows made vague movements of wiping away tears. The mourning sounds like ghost cries came one after another.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

"He's dead, so pitiful, he didn't enjoy a few days of happiness..."

"Hehehe, my fate is bad, I can't bear it..."

If you can still hear the crying tone in the first few sentences, the following sentences have an obviously smiling tone, seeming to be happy about the passing of the deceased.

It's not accurate to say that he was happy. The tone was more like a secret joy after the disaster, as if the sword of Damocles that was originally hanging above his head finally fell and hit the other person's head.

Shang Qingbei listened for a while and felt as if there were ants biting him all over his body.

Goosebumps appeared one after another, and he shivered violently.

The overwhelming coldness surged up again, as if standing naked in the cold winter wind, with the knife-like north wind ripping away at the bones, freezing every corner of the blood vessels and tendons.

"It's so cold..." Shang Qingbei sighed silently, his teeth chattering.

Another gust of wind came, and the phantom in front of me was blown away into dust and sand, flew into the air, and slowly settled again.

All abnormalities disappeared, there were no ghosts, no singing of blessings, the world was silent and surprisingly peaceful for a while.

Only the coffin resting quietly among the piles of paper money could prove that something strange had indeed happened just now, and that there were ghosts walking through the streets.

Shang Qingbei used the moonlight to stare at the bone-white fragments scattered around the coffin, and for no reason he thought of the ashes of the dead that he had only heard about but never seen in person.

He trembled again, and then heard a whirring sound behind his ears.

The gossamer-like coolness ruffles the hair, as gently and delicately as the wings of a chilling cicada in autumn, making people's necks itch.

'You kid blows out the lamp, you can't help but say whether it will be extinguished or not. '

Li Yao's words echoed in his ears, and Shang Qingbei's heart skipped a beat.

He turned his head stiffly and saw a young man wearing a white shirt and black trousers standing next to him. He looked like a portrait in black and white, hanging loosely against the door, breathing rhythmically.

Shang Qingbei breathed a sigh of relief, and the anger that rebounded from fear surged up like a tide.

He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "Qi Wen, we are all players. Stop treating me like a child and scare me when nothing happens - this is not fun at all!"

"Am I trying to scare you?" The young man, who was as thin as paper, raised his eyebrows in confusion. He looked extremely innocent, as if he was distressed by the groundless accusation.

After two seconds of silence, he suddenly realized and smiled: "Why are you so timid? Didn't Sister-in-law Xu say that as long as the sun fire on your shoulders does not go out, ghosts will be afraid of people."

He said this sincerely, as if he was actually comforting his frightened teammates; the smile that matched the words was obviously narrow-minded, and his words showed an attitude of coaxing a child.

When Shang Qingbei thought that he was so frightened that he almost fainted, while the disgusted "Qi Wen" stood by calmly and calmly, he felt that his fate was unfair and he felt ashamed.

How come you don't gasp when you see a ghost?Is that human being?Even for an experienced player, is this too exaggerated?

Being so indignant, Shang Qingbei suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the young man, and asked doubtfully: "Where is Xu Wen's makeup mirror? I remember that you have been holding it in your hand and turning on the LED light for illumination."

A sense of dissonance suddenly arose, and he realized belatedly that the surrounding environment had darkened at some point. Only the pale moonlight provided no light, and instead cast an eerie color on all the scenes. It looks even more ghostly.

"Make-up mirror?" After hearing this question, the young man tilted his head, seeming to be recalling seriously.

Under the moonlight, his calm complexion was paler than the piles of paper money on the floor, and his bloodless lips were as gray as the stone carvings on a tombstone.

The uneasiness in Shang Qingbei's heart was like a web, but he couldn't think about it. He could only wait impatiently and anxiously for the answer.

After a moment, the young man smiled brightly, revealing his teeth as fine as white stones: "It should have been left in the yard. You can go back and get it with me."

Shang Qingbei felt his wrist being grasped by an iron-like hand, which made his bones ache.

The young man looked thin and frail, but he was very strong, so he dragged him towards the house without any explanation.

wrong!Something is not right!
Shang Qingbei felt the cold touch where the skin met, as if awakened from a big dream, and a terrifying guess emerged in his heart.

He reacted very quickly and hooked the arm holding the dictionary on one side of the door pillar to use his strength to stand still. At the same time, he looked around hastily with his peripheral vision.

The surrounding environment has become unfamiliar. All the houses and buildings with white walls and black tiles have disappeared, leaving only a vast mist.

In the vast open space, only a large black and white mansion stood up in front of me. Two white paper lanterns hung under the eaves, with the ferocious word "囍" written on them in black pen.

The closed black wooden door had a crooked crack, and dark red blood seeped out from the crack, slowly and thickly flowing towards his feet.

The tall mansion gave people a tomb-like feeling, and Shang Qingbei suddenly had an idea: Once he entered it, he would die!
"No, Brother Qi, I'll wait for you here. You can go in by yourself." Shang Qingbei knew that he couldn't let the ghosts find out that he had breached the death point. He forcibly maintained a calm expression and looked up at half a head taller than him. young man, seriously.

The young man turned his head to an angle that was impossible for humans to reach. He lowered his dark eyes to look at him and said word by word: "Let's go in together."

Shang Qingbei lowered his eyes subconsciously.He saw that under the moonlight, the young man's shadow was elongated, but he had hairpins on his head, long sleeves and narrow clothes. He clearly looked like a woman!
The shadow in the form of a woman seemed to be aware of the young man's gaze, and laughed "hee hee" through the young man's mouth.

She swayed and turned around, crawling towards Shang Qingbei's shadow on the ground like an arthropod.

……

"It's so beautiful." Qisi stared directly at the black coffin lying in front of him, feeling a little moved.

I really want to take it back to the collection room and put it on display, but unfortunately I most likely won’t be able to bring out the copy, so it would be better to destroy it.

Perhaps guessing Qisi's thoughts, Li Yao, who was standing aside, shook her head slightly and said solemnly: "The soul-suppressing coffin is beautiful, but it is actually a very dangerous thing. If there are not enough corpses to fill it, I am afraid it will backfire. stranger."

"Is that so?" Qisi narrowed his eyes and counted on his fingers.

He turned his head and looked at the tall woman behind him, and asked seriously: "Are ten corpses enough? If not, I can add a few more."

When Li Yao heard this, she didn't show much surprise.She lowered her head sleepily and asked in a cold voice: "Why do you have so many corpses?"

Qiss smiled and said: "I forgot to mention, I am a taxidermist and I work with a bunch of corpses all day long."

He put his right hand on his left wrist and tapped the surface of the destiny pocket watch repeatedly, making a soft "knock-knock" sound.

On the third knock, Li Yao asked in a slightly distorted voice, "Then tell me, am I a dead person or a living person?"

The pale woman suddenly raised her head. On her powdered face, only her lips were as red as blood. Her pupilless eyes were curved into crescents, and her lips and teeth matched to make a ghostly smile.

The coldness spread from the soles of the feet and penetrated into the limbs and bones, and the skin on the surface seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost.

Qisi shivered physiologically, but he closed his slightly thin shirt with his hands, tilted his head and stared at the woman in front of him, as if he was carefully considering the answer he was about to say.

"People walk on human roads, ghosts walk on ghost roads, humans and ghosts follow different paths, yin and yang follow different paths--" Weird singing and blessing sounds babbled next to the coffin, mixed with hypocritical mourning:
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... was was was that is so quick... bury it and it'll be fine..."

"We are enjoying the blessings that she has not had on her behalf..."

"Hehehe, it's okay to die. If you die, you won't have to worry about anything..."

Qie Qie Cha Cha's discussion was broken up into one piece, and was suddenly interrupted by a sharp singing voice:

"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——"

Like a coffin-closing verdict, all other voices were suppressed in an instant, leaving only the remaining echo of itself that lingered for a long time.

"It's so noisy." Qisi snorted lightly and frowned slightly.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, and then started rubbing it like a trance.

After getting no response for a long time, the woman opened her blood-red mouth, and her whole face almost touched the tip of Qiss's nose.

It was a completely unfamiliar pale face, but the voice and tone were so familiar: "You have seen a lot of corpses, you said-"

The white powder on her face fell, and she asked quietly again: "Am I a dead person or a living person?"

Keith's eyelids twitched slightly.

……

"Tick, tick."

The more leaking sounds in my ears were tapping at the same frequency, one after another, incessantly.

Li Yao felt palpitations, as if she had fallen from a height in a nightmare.

She opened her eyes in confusion, and her eyes were filled with red.

The red gauze curtain above the head was windless and automatic, and a white candle was burning on the bedside table.

The blood-like word "囍" was pasted on the wooden door directly in front of me, hitting the eyes directly and causing pain to the eyes.

Li Yao found herself sitting on the edge of the bed, a red wedding dress wrapped in a complicated and heavy body, weighing her down and suffocating her breath.

"This is... where?"

His mind was a little confused. Li Yao's last memory was that he entered a copy of "Double Happiness Town". After searching for clues, he lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

So, is this a dream?

Li Yao pinched her wrist and felt a faint sting.Then she understood that this was not a dream, but the mechanism of the copy itself.

Is it a death point, or an addition to the backstory?
No matter what, you can't sit still and wait for death. You should walk around and explore.

Li Yao writes supernatural novels for a living and knows a lot about gods and ghosts. Li Yao knows that the more you fear something, the more trouble it will cause you.

At this moment, she remained calm, stood up as silently as possible, moved cautiously towards the door, and tentatively reached out to push the door open.

The door was pushed open.

In front of him was a completely unfamiliar courtyard.In the center of the flat ground covered with red debris, there is a blue-black ancient well, and a woman in white sits beside the well.

The woman's hair is so long that it touches the ground.The whole person is like a sculpture made of hair, motionless and silent.

Li Yao watched quietly, experience told her that this woman was definitely a ghost.

She held her breath and retreated to the room in small steps. She just wanted to wait until dawn so that this inexplicable plot could end.

His elbow touched the door leaf, making a soft "pop" sound.

The woman turned her head quickly, her cold gaze fixed on Li Yao's face.

She trembled her lips and uttered several phrases of unknown meaning: "Help me...you help me...can you?"

……

After taking care of the woman who was obviously a ghost, Qisi strolled back to the house and closed the door.

Things are really weird tonight.

He woke up in the middle of the night for no reason, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xi'er's ghost lying beside his bed. The rancid smell was so offensive that he almost vomited in disgust.

Just when he was contemplating whether to take some drastic measures to torture out clues, Li Yao also woke up and asked him if he wanted to go out and have a look together.

Out of his familiarity and interest in the temperament of a certain kind of magic stick, coupled with the mentality of "I'm still awake, I always feel a little bit of a loss if I don't go out to see", he readily agreed without hesitating for long.

Now that I think about it, it all seems weird.Even his decision-making mode of thinking is very strange, more like following intuition than rationality.

This feeling was very bad and made him feel like he was getting closer to Chang Xu's idiot.

"A copy that can affect judgment? I hope this influence will not be brought to reality, otherwise I think it would be better for me to die immediately." Qisi stretched out his index finger and wiped the corner of his lips, murmuring to himself with a look of sadness.

He walked straight to the east wing, opened the door, and saw four teammates sleeping like dead pigs.

From left to right are Li Yao, Liu Bingding, Du Xiaoyu, and Shang Qingbei. The bed belonging to him in the middle is empty, and the cotton mattress is still warm.

"Did I just leave for such a short time? Was it just me who got tricked, or something else?" Qisi thought idly while touching Du Xiaoyu's bed.

Du Xiaoyu slept very honestly, snoring loudly and drooling on the pillow.

Even if Zeiss roughly opened his pillow, he showed no sign of waking up, just like a dead person.

Qisi took out his cell phone from under Du Xiaoyu's pillow and pressed the power button.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the quality or some other reason, but after playing with this phone for so long, the battery is still full.

Following a bright power-up ringtone, the blue light shone on the black-haired young man's face, which was as white as a ghost, illuminating patches of his face.

The young man half-closed his eyes, swiped his fingers flexibly on the screen a few times, clicked into the phone book, and dialed the number of the only contact.

The phone rang not far away. It sounded a bit ethereal through the door panel, but it was still possible to determine the direction from which it rang.

Chiss couldn't help but frown as he imagined the corpse in the coffin struggling to adjust its posture in a small space just to answer a phone call.

The ringing sounded noisily for a while, and the call was finally connected.

After the electromagnetic noise of poor contact dissipated, Xu Wen's eerie and cold voice came from the receiver: "You know everything, right?"

(End of this chapter)