If you become a monster, you will succeed

"It looks like it's been deserted for at least decades." Looking at the decaying wooden houses whose roofs have collapsed, Feng Xue sighed slightly. Smell.

But it was precisely because of this that it seemed even more weird.

just like--

The decay of this village was forcibly interrupted by some force.

Passing through the alley made of wooden houses, the cries in her ears gradually became clearer. After a while, Feng Xue's eyes suddenly opened up, and what appeared in front of her was a black coffin.

A pair of white candles were placed in front of the coffin, and ghost papers made of white paper were scattered everywhere. In the center of the white candles, a brazier was slowly burning half-dead, and the airflow brought by the heat rolled up the surrounding ghost papers into the sky, and then slowly falling down.

Everything seems to tell that not long ago, the dead souls were still worshiped here, but at this moment, except for the still flying ghost paper and jumping flames, there is no life at all, only bursts of crying come from here. The sound came from near the coffin, crying so heartbreakingly.

"Good guy, isn't this a coincidence?"

Seeing this, Feng Xue was not surprised but delighted, and immediately walked to the coffin, blew out the two white candles, and then picked up a few rotten wooden boards from the roadside house and put them in the coffin. Throw it in the brazier.

A large amount of black smoke suddenly rose from the damp wooden board, but the fire in the brazier was also suppressed.

"The brazier, the white candle, and the ghost paper are still unburned. Well, there is still a lack of an incense burner."

Feng Xue stretched out her hand to tidy up the ghost papers that were still in good condition, piled them together with white candles and candlesticks, and then began to look for the incense burner.

It seems that he has never seen a player who is so stunned by Feng Xue. The crying before was stuck for a few seconds, and then a pale white shadow began to flash back and forth in Feng Xue's peripheral vision, wanting to attract attention, but did not want to directly The posture of showing up.

Feng Xue was completely unaccustomed to this kind of behavior, and directly showed the blindness she had in Belitt's time. No matter how swaying you are, I still can't see if I can't see it.

"Incense burner, incense burner... There should be a ancestral hall, right? This kind of village usually lives around trees, and there should be a big tree near the ancestral hall... Well, there is!"

Feng Xue was talking to herself while looking around, not caring that the ghost behind him was getting closer and closer. Finally, when he suddenly bent down, the ghost suddenly stuck to him, a pair of hands with sharp nails Leaning forward suddenly--

"Aw!"

The shrill scream pierced the sky in an instant, making Feng Xue suddenly understand what it meant to be a real ghost cry and wolf howl.

Looking down at the brazier she was holding, and then at the pair of ghost hands directly inserted into it, Feng Xue showed a look of pity on her face, and the pale ghost looked at Feng Xue grinning, seeing his expression , and didn't care about why an ordinary brazier could burn herself, and immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in front of Feng Xue.

"It's black smoke again. Is it a standard skill for ghosts in this game, or is it a ghost at all?" Feng Xue shook her head, canceled the temporary illusion of the brazier, poured out the ashes inside, filled with white candles and ghost paper , and walked in the direction of the ancestral hall.

...

"Brother, is this guy really not afraid of death?" The two players who watched Feng Xue from a distance with binoculars looked at each other in bewilderment. The posture of being hot, but he couldn't help being excited.

"Could it be that the ghosts on this set are afraid of fire?" Putting down the binoculars, the player immediately broke off a few branches from a dead tree on the side of the road and lit them with a lighter as a torch. He immediately felt relieved, but at this moment, he suddenly felt like Something is wrong.

"Brother!" Seeing the terrified expression of the little brother, the player immediately realized something, and his face turned pale, but before he could throw away the dead branch in his hand, there were whispers in his ears——

"It hurts, it hurts...my hand hurts..."

The player turned his head stiffly to look at the dead branch in his hand, only to find that the original branch had turned into an arm with only white bones at some point. of heat.

"grass!"

...

Regardless of how the other players are doing now, Feng Xue has found a copper incense burner and several boxes of damp incense sticks from the ancestral hall.

"Although it's still a bit shabby, it's a very period. At least I didn't burn newspapers, didn't I?" Feng Xue kneaded the damp and broken incense sticks with water, and then kneaded them into thin strips again. These incense sticks had been stored for decades In fact, you can still pick out a few usable ones, but after picking out a few, Feng Xue discovered the problem——

Although these incenses seem to be usable, they are of different lengths and appearances. As for burning incense, it is better not to burn it than to be uneven, otherwise there will be problems.

After understanding the sinister intentions, Feng Xue immediately gave up the idea of ​​using it directly. Although he was sure to beat the game, since he came to learn from the scriptures, he naturally had to follow other people's rules.

Thanks to him as a master of martial arts, otherwise there is no way to do such a large batch without some professional equipment.

Slightly thick incense sticks were lined up in the brazier. Feng Xue lit a bonfire with wood pulled from the dilapidated house, set the brazier on the fire, and planned to dry the incense sticks.

Well, maybe smoky?

Let these old antiques taste the taste of "incense".

Feng Xue muttered slightly, adding firewood to the fire while continuing to rub incense sticks. After two hours, he turned out a big handful.

"Although I don't know how many people are in this cemetery, but judging by the size of this village, it should be enough to turn them all into ghosts."

Feng Xue rolled up the incense sticks with dark paper to avoid any damage, and then took a brazier of supplies and walked up the mountain along the way down the mountain.

"Woo woo woo~~~"

"Woo woo woo~~~"

The weeping sounded again, but compared to before, this time it was more sincere, as if this ghost had suffered some great grievance, but at this time, Feng Xue, who was returning from Belitt, was completely With a posture that could not be heard, he opened his legs with the brazier in hand, and rushed towards the mountain in a swift motion.

"You took away my brazier, at least burn incense sticks for me!"

Finally, just as Feng Xue was about to leave the village, a voice full of grievances finally sounded in his ears. Feng Xue raised the corners of her mouth when she heard the words, turned her head back to the coffin, and said helplessly:

"If you want it, just say it! If you don't tell me, how do I know you want it? It's just about the three sticks of incense, as for scaring people? Let's make a rule, I will burn incense for you, and you are not allowed to trouble me anymore ah!"

Feng Xue said while rubbing a mound of dirt in front of the coffin, as if negotiating terms.

The ghost was also funny when he heard the words, but he still showed a ghost image and said:

"It's a deal."

Unexpectedly, when Feng Xue heard the words, she stretched out her right hand, put up her little finger, and said solemnly: "Empty words have no proof, let's pull the hook!"