Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Happy Event in the Mountain Village 4

[Copy of Strange Tales: Happy Events in the Mountain Village. 】

[Introduction: The villagers of Xiaohuai are simple and honest, and the villagers attach great importance to unity. Whenever there is a happy event, the whole village must be busy to participate.

Here, there are some rules and taboos that must be followed. 】

[Rule 1: You don’t have a girlfriend, you are a naked single. 】

[Rule 2: As a person from Xiaohuai Village, the villagers are the most united. Under normal circumstances, they will not harm you. 】

[Rule 3: The bride is an outsider and cannot be trusted. 】

[Rule 4: The wedding starts at nine o’clock in the evening. Before then, you cannot be seen eating from the table. 】

[Rule 5: Don’t eat meat or vegetables because you’re not sure what they were pulled from. 】

[Rule 6: Remember to toast to the elders, and the newcomers must not fail to drink the toast. 】

[Rule 7: The ancestral hall is a dangerous place, so don’t go there. 】

[Rule 8: The largest old locust tree in the village is known as the sacred tree and has been admired by villagers for hundreds of years. 】

[Rule 9: Don’t go out after twelve o’clock at night. The safest place is in your room. 】

[Complete conditions: 1. Survive the dawn of the fifth day 2. Uncover the truth behind Xiaohuai Village (non-mandatory task)]

Any normal person would probably come to the conclusion to stay away from the bride after seeing the first one, but Xu Ye didn’t think it was normal:

“I’m so miserable. My girlfriend got married to someone else and became single.”

Not to mention, after his analysis, it was quite logical.

The audience in the live broadcast room rubbed their foreheads after listening to it, with black lines all over their heads: “If I didn’t know that Mr. Xu Ye just has a strong sense of empathy, I would have thought he was a love brain.”

“I want to be cared for like this for once. Boss Xu Ye, do you want to play Cosplay?”

…

Xu Ye analyzed the second rule. Under normal circumstances, the villagers will not harm me. Does that mean that once I violate certain rules, this condition will not be true.

The word “unity” appears quite frequently. It is mentioned in the rules and introduction.

It seems that if you want to ensure that the villagers protect the Chosen One, they must not do anything that is not conducive to unity.

“You need to find out the specific location of the ancestral hall in Rule 7. The more you emphasize the places you can’t go, the easier it is to hide tricks.”

“As for rule eight…” Xu Ye looked at the big locust tree outside the window, “It doesn’t seem to be anything special.”

It was late at night, Xu Ye went to bed, and while half asleep, he heard someone tapping on the window.

“Bang, bang bang~”

“It’s so annoying.” Xu Ye turned over and applied some magic power to his ears, directly blocking his hearing and falling into a deep sleep.

The other chosen ones who came in together were not so comfortable.

They have never eaten pork and seen pigs run away. They have instilled a lot of knowledge about ghost stories in themselves before coming to Rules and Monster Talk. They know that when someone knocks on the door and knocks on the window in the middle of the night, they cannot open the door under any circumstances.

The best thing to do is to sleep with your eyes closed and recuperate.

However, knowing it in your heart is one thing, but actually facing the situation is another thing.

It was the first time I entered the ghost story, and I was already frightened. In addition, the sound of knocking on the glass kept coming from outside, so it was strange that I could fall asleep.

They had no choice but to endure it, lie on the bed and close their eyes tightly, feeling the wind and rain outside in silence, their heartbeats beating like drums.

There was a wind blowing outside, the windows were blown loudly, and a bit of chill penetrated through the gaps. A few of the chosen ones couldn’t hold it back and peed on the bed on the spot…

This is of course due to certain functional reasons in the human body. For example, cold accelerates the secretion of adrenaline, thereby stimulating urine secretion.

Barrage: “Some people seem to be alive, but they are already dead…”

Social death is also death.

But when they saw the performance of the other chosen ones, they immediately stopped laughing.

In the video, there are several new players who entered the dungeon.They didn’t wet the bed, so they suppressed the urge to pee and went out to look for the toilet.

In rural areas, there are mostly dry toilets.

When some people finally take off their pants and prepare for a good release, a face appears below…

“ah……”

Four or five live broadcast rooms turned to black screens.

…

The next morning, when the sun sheds its first ray of light,

Some people sat on the soft bed and stretched, while others stared at a puddle of moisture in deep thought.

Some people wake up and find themselves spinning in a house made of paper, surrounded by paper figures, paper cups, paper…

Ivan moves his body,

The limbs are a little stiff.

This is understandable, after all, who can sleep outside all night without catching a cold in the strong wind?

But he was really shocked,

“Didn’t I go back to my room to sleep yesterday? Why did I stay here?”

Not to mention, although according to the customs of the White Bear Country, there is no such thing as burning paper after death, looking at the white room full of white, the atmosphere is strange and scary.

At this time, the paper man’s second uncle came over with a box of ground ink and handed Ivan a brush.

The second uncle pointed at himself and then at the eyeless paper man next to him. The meaning was obvious.

Ivan: “You mean, you want me to patch up my eyeballs?”

The second uncle nodded.

Ivan thought about it for a moment and felt that it was not difficult.

What’s more, if he doesn’t follow the paper man’s ideas, what if he is not allowed to leave?

Then I picked up the pen, dipped it in some black ink, and put two crooked black dots in the blank eye frames of the paper figure.

If Ivan knew a little bit about Eastern culture and heard the ancient saying that “a paper man is painted without eyes, and a paper horse stands without raising its mane”, he would never act as lighthearted as he does now.

“Okay. Don’t think my paintings are ugly, that’s about my level.”

The second uncle of the paper man nodded and pushed away the paper man drawn in front of him. There was another one behind him.

Ivan draws three in a row.

He didn’t notice that every time he wrote, the mark on his forehead would turn darker.

By the time I drew three of them, they were all blackened into charcoal.

At this time, the sound of cockcrows sounded in the village, followed by villagers beating gongs and drums: “Get up, get ready to do things.”

Ivan Jiang took the opportunity to put down the brush in his hand, and pushed the paper man’s second uncle away: “I’m sorry, my family members shouted, I’m leaving first.”

The second uncle didn’t chase him, he just stayed where he was, staring at the direction Ivan ran away, grinning.

Behind him, the three paper figures whose eyes had just been painted stood up from the ground and followed his second uncle, laughing in the direction of the village.

Ivan ran to the center of the village, and a stooped old lady stopped him: “Gouwazi, where have you been so early in the morning? Come home with grandma for dinner.”

“I’m going to the bathroom.” Ivan casually found an excuse.

Back in the room, grandma brought out a bowl of white porridge, a plate of pickles, and two steamed buns.

The moment the hot porridge entered his stomach, Ivan was moved to tears.

Home, this is home.

What was that thing I slept on just one night?

After finishing the steamed buns, grandma mysteriously took out a bowl of braised pork from under the quilt: “My dear grandson, grandma specially saved it for you. Look at your appearance now. You have lost something. It’s time to make up for it.” ”

What is virtuality?

Ivan was displeased. A man cannot admit that he is weak. This is a matter of dignity.

Even in the world of ghost stories, Ivan is unwilling to compromise.

“Grandma, I’m as strong as a cow, how can I say I’m weak? If you don’t believe me, look, I can break this stool with one head.”

Ivan put the stool up against the wall, rushed towards him with the stool, accelerated his feet slightly for a run-up, and then performed the “Iron Head Kung Fu”.

“boom!”

Ivan fell to the ground, the stool intact.

Not to mention it was broken, not even a scrap of wood was lost. The bare stool seemed to be mocking him silently.

“How could this happen?” Ivan was shocked, wondering if it was possible that in the strange world, even the furniture had been strengthened.