Infinite spooky game

Chapter 46 Meat Eating ([-]) Murder
Zhang Licai followed closely behind Qisi. He raised his head as soon as the water droplets fell. He kept sucking in cold air and made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, as if he had seen some incomprehensible horror. .

Chiss also frowned and looked up.

I saw human faces of different sizes neatly arranged on the ceiling above the head. The wrinkled skin seemed to turn into bark and fall off when touched, but there were happy smiles on the corners of the mouths, which looked extremely weird in this situation.

The pairs of eyes staring at the people in the ancestral hall must be the source of those sights that made Qiss feel uncomfortable before.

It was self-evident what the liquid that fell on my shoulders was.

Qisi's face suddenly turned ugly. He casually tore off the drool-stained piece of cloth from his shoulder and threw it to the ground, his eyes lingering among the crowded tablets.

These tablets all start with the word "Su" and have different years of birth, but the same year of death. Without exception, they are the year when the changes in the villagers first occurred.

The records in the village history corresponded with the real objects in front of him one by one, Qi Si raised his eyebrows slightly.

He read his birth year, made calculations, and quickly settled on the goal of this trip.

He silently approached the wooden stand behind the incense table where the tablet was placed, took off a tablet at the corner and hugged it in his arms.

The human faces on the ceiling witnessed this scene, and they all opened their eyes with angry expressions, and made strange sounds of "woo woo" from their mouths.

Qisi took a few steps back and stood by the door. He raised his head and waited for a few seconds, but he didn't wait until the man's face became angry.

So, he wrapped the memorial tablet in his clothes with peace of mind, and an innocent and harmless smile hung on the corner of his mouth again.

Zhou Yilin, who was also standing by the door and witnessed the complete incident: 6.

Yang Yundong naturally noticed the faces on the ceiling staring at everyone. He looked calm and took three incense sticks from the incense table. Without looking back, he said: "We have all eaten sacred meat and been stained with sins. Let’s pay our respects quickly and then look for clues.”

No one has any objections. The tattooed woman's lessons are right in front of her, and no one knows when the change will happen to them.

Zhu Ling also took three sticks of incense, but instead of going forward, she waited aside, staring at Yang Yundong intently.

Yang Yundong was noncommittal. He knelt down in front of the incense table, held the three slender incense sticks in his right hand, and bowed three times.

Zisi noticed that several streaks of gray smoke curled up from behind the memorial tablet, and connected with the faces on the ceiling.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that those faces were smiling, as if something had happened and it was playing into their hands.

Yang Yundong seemed oblivious to all this. He stood up slowly and was about to insert the incense into the ashes.

The moment he stood up completely, there was a "pop" sound in the silence, and two sticks of incense in his hand broke at the same time out of thin air and fell to the ground.

People taboo three longs and two shorts, and incense taboos two shorts and one long.

Zhao Feng was the first to react and shouted: "Go!"

He didn't need to remind him at all. As early as the change occurred, Qisi took a step back and withdrew from the ancestral hall.

Also exiting the ancestral hall was Zhou Yilin. This girl looked careless but reacted very quickly.

The others also realized something was wrong, but it was too late. The door of the ancestral hall slammed shut behind them, locking the remaining four people inside.

Zhou Yilin started to cry again: "He...are they going to die? I'm so scared..."

"I can't die." Qisi said coldly, his voice not rising at all, "There are only two of us now, you don't need to pretend anymore."

Zhou Yilin stopped crying and murmured: "You... what are you talking about? I... I don't know anything..."

Qi Si didn't look at her, but quietly stared at the tightly closed gate of the ancestral hall. The dark color was heavy and solemn, but it made him think of blood coagulation for no reason.

"Zhou Yilin, I don't care what you did in the past." The young man tilted his head and said lightly, "If you want to pass this dungeon alive, then from now on, let's cooperate."

……

In the ancestral hall, Zhang Licai quickly recovered from his fright. He wailed and threw himself on the closed door, pushing it out with all his strength.

The door creaked as he pushed it, but it was never pushed open. There wasn't even a crack, as if a force was blocking the door from the outside.

Zhao Feng made a gesture and kicked the door, but it didn't budge.

He concluded: "The door is closed tightly and cannot be opened."

Zhu Ling maintained her precarious calmness and analyzed: "The death point should have been triggered. At least one of us must die, otherwise there will be no solution."

When Yang Yundong heard this, his deep eyes glanced at Zhu Ling, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The human faces on the ceiling turned into bursts of black smoke, swirling around the four trapped people, and a howl with different voices converged into the same content.

"Meat... meat..."

"Give us meat..."

All four of them recalled that before Su Po came to the ancestral hall, she seemed to have indeed carried a bucket of meat.

Zhao Feng cursed, picked up a blade, cut out a piece of flesh from his arm, and threw it into the black smoke.

The chewing sound stopped for a while, and the howling of the human face continued, like an insatiable beggar, stalking for more.

Zhao Feng's face looked ugly.

'Everyone's flesh is limited, the best solution is to choose a victim...'

'As long as we deal with the strongest ones and form an absolute numerical advantage, we can decide the life or death of anyone...'

Qisi's words echoed in his ears, and a fierce look flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes. He deliberately walked slowly and silently walked around behind Yang Yundong step by step.

Just kill this obnoxious self-righteous leader, and the alliance between him and Zeiss can contend for leadership...

Zhao Feng looked left and right, Zhang Licai was still squatting in front of the door thinking of a way, not paying attention to his side; Zhu Ling looked in his direction, giving him a knowing look...

……

[Rules have been refreshed]

The system prompt sounded at the right time, and Qisi saw a new rule refreshed on the system interface.

[3. The ghosts in the ancestral hall are always hungry. It is best to prepare enough meat before coming to worship. The total amount of meat is the amount of an adult, and it is necessary. 】

The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open from the inside, and Zhao Feng, covered in blood, walked out first, followed by Zhu Ling.

Zhang Lizai sat slumped next to a skeleton, looking stunned.

Qi Si saw that except for the intact head of the skeleton, from which it could be seen that the deceased was Yang Yundong, it had been gnawed clean from the body to the limbs without leaving a trace of flesh.

It is obvious what happened in the ancestral hall. Yang Yundong died at the hands of Zhao Feng and became meat to fill the stomachs of ghosts.

The result was not much different from the expected result, so Qiss couldn't help but lack interest.

As early as on the bus, after the players finished introducing themselves, Qisi wrote the ending for Yang Yundong.

In a zero-sum game, a character who outdoes others by too much will inevitably be jointly eliminated.

What's more, Qi Si took the lead in using words to push him into the target of public criticism, which caused Zhao Feng to be provoked, and Zhu Ling felt jealous.

In this way, someone will kill someone if they get the chance, while others will tacitly allow each other to stand by and watch the murder.

"But you didn't have to die." Keith looked down at the skeleton on the ground and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

There was room for change. As long as Yang Yundong agreed to cooperate with him, he could control Zhou Yilin and Zhang Lizai in advance and kill them at this moment.

Yang Yundong can naturally think of this. His "I refuse" was so decisive that he might have had the consciousness of sacrifice and used his own death to lure the black sheep to be exposed...

The sun has risen to the treetops, slanting through the cracks in the door of the ancestral hall, casting pale light and shadow onto the ground.A few beams of light fell on the skeleton, cold as ice, without warmth.

As if knowing that he was dead, Yang Yundong no longer struggled needlessly, but supported his body and struggled to turn over.

Zeiss found that he somehow understood what he was thinking.

The young man gestured and silently asked the corpse that was shining back if he wanted to look at the sun again. In a second, he could read the affirmation from the eyes of this middle-aged man who only had his head intact.

So he stepped forward, no longer caring about the dirty blood, and bent down to gently turn the man's broken body over.

Yang Yundong was lying on his back at the moment, staring at the sky with his eyes wide open. He also had no voice and no last words, just like the white young man named "Alan" who died at the village chief's house.

Qi Si backed away silently, quietly watching Yang Yundong's pulsation calm down, completely turning into a real corpse.

He looked at his right hand. After fidgeting with the body, it was covered with muddy blood. The smell of blood hit his nose, but he found that he was not excited.

In the absence of any conflict of interest, Ziss does not dislike righteous people like Yang Yundong.

He couldn't understand why someone would be willing to be a thankless good person, but they didn't want to drag those innocent people to hell with them.

He clearly knows that he is the opposite of such people and will never be able to do everything they do, but it does not prevent him from being interested in such people.

He is happy to see the outcome of all kinds of people, evil, righteous, selfish, selfless...

And when the ending came, he laughed at them from beginning to end, and pronounced in his ears "good people don't live long" with malice in their ears.

After the door of the ancestral hall was opened, the atmosphere froze for a moment.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhu Ling wiped the tears from her eyes and said: "The point of death has passed. Let's go to the ancestral hall to pay our respects and then search for any important clues... Don't waste Brother Yang's sacrifice."

The players returned to the ancestral hall in silence, picked up the incense from the incense table and knelt down in worship, as pious as believers.

(End of this chapter)