Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

He did countless experiments yesterday, using knives, fire, stones, and even throwing it into the water.

Can be useless.

The pamphlet that was taken out was still the same as before, without any change at all.

Bai Fan also really knew through his own actions that this booklet cannot be opened by brute force.

Only when certain conditions are met, the following content will appear naturally.

"According to the tips in this pamphlet, the next step should be to ask me to leave this village."

"That's right, host, this booklet is equivalent to the reminder book of the game system. When certain conditions are met, the memories and records of the previous traveler will appear."

At some point, the system appeared.

She just sat on Bai Fan's shoulder and explained seriously.

"To break through this worldview, it must be an indispensable prop—wait a minute, host, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing?"

Bai Fan lifted the booklet in his hand and threw it out indifferently.

"I'm trying to die."

Instead of looking at the pamphlet that disappeared on the other side, Bai Fan laughed to himself.

"???? Do you really want to die?!!! Host! Do you know what you just threw out?"

The system's frightened and angry questioning sounded instantly.

"You lost the only thing in this world that you can get information from!!!"

"Is it is it?"

Bai Fan replied indifferently, his listless look even made the system think that he didn't want to seriously pass the level and leave this world at all.

"You...you...do you feel a sense of accomplishment?!"

"Sorry, not very fulfilling."

Bai Fan pulled the hair on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth pulled up calmly.

"It's very rewarding, System."

tsk—

"What the hell are you going to do?"

His own host would definitely not aimlessly, and throw away the only information manual, he must have his own ideas.

The system can only desperately hypnotize itself.

"No, if I say, I just want to see how angry you are, what can you do to me?"

puff-

The system mother spat out a mouthful of old blood.

What's more strange is that her old blood turned into blue data fragments in the air and disappeared.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to continue teasing you."

Bai Fan was doing stretching exercises.

"Actually, it doesn't make any difference whether you want that kind of thing or not. Apart from having some effect at the beginning, which kind of thing is just a simple induction effect."

"System, you said it yourself, the 'traveler' from the last world died in Wanhua Village, right?"

Bai Fan supported his face with one hand.

"If you follow the instructions in the pamphlet he left behind, what do you think will happen?"

"...what do you mean...?"

The system felt that it seemed to understand what Bai Fan meant.

"That thing is just a trap for the dead. If you continue to follow his path, you will only go to the path of the traveler in the previous world, which is pure death."

Bai Fan was a little disdainful.

"What kind of thing doesn't work, you don't know how much you have played with such a simple routine."

He sneered twice.

At this time, you must reverse the routine!

(Is there a ghost? I secretly updated it without telling you.)

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So what is an anti-routine?

According to everyone's understanding, it is to use some routines in the opposite direction.

For example, logically speaking, under the moonlight, in an extremely romantic scene, there should be a wave of strong confessions from the male lead, who would kill him with a touch of the head, but suddenly the routine is reversed, and the male lead will send a wave of Argentine bombs to the female lead. fall.

This is the anti-routine.

According to the traveler's manual, Bai Fan should now make preparations to leave the village before he can proceed with all the following plots.

But that's impossible.

Is he Bai Fan too floating or horror games can't lift a knife?

The next development must be that the village was directly blocked, and people were not allowed to enter or go out at all.

As that black shadow said.

There is no turning back.

Bai Fan has no way out except for a dark road to the end.

Of course, Bai Fan didn't think about this right now, he even casually ate senbei while curiously communicating with the hotel owner.

It's not like what I should be in a horror game at all.

"So it turns out that there is such a legend in this village."

"Yes, although it sounds very scary, the villagers here seem to respect the legendary ritual very much."

Like Bai Fan, this hotel owner also moved from a big place to live here.

Of course, in a small village like Wanhuajing, he is also one of the people who is not accepted.

"Only if you really live here and settle down here, will you be accepted by the villagers and become villagers here..."

The innkeeper had been here for nearly three years, but he was only allowed to open an inn here. He would not be notified of the usual village meetings, and all the villagers would just treat him as an outsider.

He felt a little helpless about this situation, so he complained a lot to Bai Fan.

Naturally, Bai Fan didn't come here to act as a garbage disposal bucket.

Bai Fan got a lot of information from this innkeeper, who was apparently menopausal and a little anxious.

One: In this Wanhua village, every twenty years, a son of Master Wanhua will be born. The son of Wanhua is regardless of gender, and there is no special appearance.

Second: The birth of the son of Wanhua will inevitably be accompanied by disasters, and the son of Wanhua must be sacrificed to Lord Wanhua to pray for the blessing of the village.

Third: The son of Wanhua is cruel by nature, disregards human life, likes to kill, and has special abilities.

Bai Fan didn't ask if he could leave the village. The sentry posts that had been erected high and the villagers with kitchen knives and hatchets had already explained everything.

Feeling that the hatchet or other redundant events will be triggered in the past, the system is amazed by the ingenuity of its own host.

Should it be said that he is a master of the century?Don't panic when things happen, behave gracefully, and don't panic.

"This routine is probably to seal the village...The son of Laoshizi Wanhua has definitely been born. Otherwise, it would be impossible to arrange such a thing."

By the way, what shame is it not to let people from other villages go out to PLAY?

Next, don't tell me that you want me to have a wave of battle royale activities in this village.

Bai Fan vaguely felt that it might develop into that kind of situation, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he put the kitchen knife that he didn't know when he put it in the gown on the table.

"When did you take this thing with you!!!"

The system was startled.

This guy is obviously under his own surveillance, so why can he suddenly take out this kind of thing?

"Oh...I saw it when I walked past the kitchen, so I took it here. It's okay anyway, and the hotel owner didn't seem to notice—it seems to be a little difficult to drive Wushuang with this thing."

Bai Fan repeatedly looked at the kitchen knife in his hand, thinking.

"This is a horror game! It's not Dynasty Warriors!"

Please respect horror games!

"whatever you think."

Bai Fan shrugged.

His forte is turning horror games into unparalleled lawn mowing games.

Either mow or be mowed.

That's how horror games work.

Don't play if you don't dare to play.

Bai Fan rubbed his thumb against the blade.

The lights had been hung outside, and under the surveillance of the villagers, it was impossible for anyone to leave the village.

And generally according to the customs of Wanhua Village, except for some villagers who must stand guard at night, other villagers

It is not allowed to go out at night.

The night has also always been considered a bad omen.

"I brought the kitchen knife and found out about the customs and legends of this village. What are you going to do next?"

Seeing Bai Fan's posture, he really wants to get out of this village...