Chapter 332: Yinshan Village

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Login "Yinshan Village" Kong Xuyang and Lamb landed steadily, a look at the game map, and swept a glance at the system panel on the player's identity, the face of the smug and crazy smile can not be contained to show out: "Good ah, this is the sky also help me, the system randomly draw a pair of people actually is the "Yinshan Village"."

Lamb next to him had a little odd smile on his face as well, "Brother Kong , this copy is the one we played."

Kong Xuyang's eyes flashed with a sinister light, "It seems that God wants us to take care of Bai Liu."

"Go step on the spot first, when you arrive at the location you listen to me, I'll tell you to put your skills before you do so." Kong Xuyang glanced back at the weir, looked terrified, and reminded in a vigilant tone, "Xiao Yang, remember? In this game, you should never walk through that weir at night."

Silent Lamb's real name is Yang Zhi, and in the game Kong Xuyang usually calls him Little Yang, which is the same accent as Little Lamb, so the audience can't hear his real name.

Hearing Kong Xuyang remind him of this, Yang Zhi glanced at the weir filled with dark green duckweed, couldn't hold back from rubbing his arms, and nodded with a chill on the back of his neck, "I know Brother Kong , the last time the two of us almost folded in this game because we took the path by the weir."

Kong Xuyang retracted his gaze from the weir: "If I hadn't already done it once, I wouldn't dare to turn on my skill [Silence and Silence] in this game, because when I do, not only Bai Liu and his team, but also our panels will be frozen, and we won't be able to do anything with our skills and props to exit the game, so we'll just have to go to the end of the game. "

"Good thing we already know what's going on."

Yang Zhi nodded his head and agreed with Kong Xuyang, and said with a palpitation in his heart: "This "Yinshan Village" is considered the most difficult decryption-oriented copy we've ever encountered in the game pool, and if we haven't walked through it once, I really don't dare to let you, Brother Kong, open your skills randomly, it's too easy to die."

"But that's the good thing about deciphering the mystery-oriented copies." Kong Xuyang slowly strides towards Yinshan Village, "There's not a lot of fighting and killing involved, and the lack of system panels doesn't matter to us two who already know the mystery."

Kong Xuyang sneered wistfully, "But for our opponents, that's not necessarily the case."

"Brother Kong." Yang Zhi pulled Kong Xuyang's sleeve, and carefully came to Kong Xuyang's ear, "I don't know if there is something wrong with my memory, you also know that I am a Memory Skill, and my memories will sometimes be I always feel that I have seen this Bai Liu before."

Kong Xuyang rolled his eyes, "Aren't you talking shit? You were part of the attack on him tonight, didn't you just meet this dumbass?"

Yang Zhi gave a agitated eep and whispered, "Brother Kong, I didn't mean that, I think I've seen Bai Liu before this."

"Louder, the audience can't hear you at this volume, what are you afraid of." Kong Xuyang frowned, "What did you just say, what do you mean?

"Actually, not only Bai Liu, just the other woman who attacked tonight, I also feel like I've seen it before." Yang Zhi pulled out a whitish red bow hair tie from his pocket and handed it to Yang Zhi, "This hair tie has been sitting in my bathroom for two years now, I don't know who left it behind, but I saw it on that woman's head tonight as well."

Yang Zhi paused, "Boss, I always feel like we've attacked Bai Liu and this woman before."

"How can that be?" Kong Xuyang denied without thinking, "The [paparazzi] kept all the photos they took, there are no photos of these two at all."

"But ......" Yang Zhi spoke hesitantly, "I always thought something was wrong, there was a biker tonight who said he attacked a woman two years ago and ran over her until his intestines came out, and I remember this woman, too. But I don't remember her face."

Yang Zhi looked up to Kong Xuyang : "I'm a memory skill, it's hard to forget anyone's face Brother Kong, I doubt if someone has tampered with all of our memories?"

Kong Xuyang impatiently waved his hand and interrupted him, "Impossible, tampering with everyone's memories? You're joking, if anyone has this kind of skill, they're already not a player, they're a god."

"Stop talking about east and west and enter the village first."

Kong Xu finished, pulling Yang Zhi walked on the dirt road scattered with paper money, to the smoke-filled mountain village.

Suddenly a ghastly wind came, and a weird playful sound that seemed to cry and laugh came from nowhere.

Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi's two strings of footprints on the dirt road were slowly followed by small inverted triangular footprints, as if something was following them, following their footprints one by one.

The weir filled with floating weeds after the rain fell alongside the dirt road suddenly shook twice, a few water bubbles rumbled up, and another twisted laugh came from under the water.

Big red wedding robes and white birthday suits swirled vaguely under the water.

The other side.

Bai Liu dragged Mu Sicheng, who had fallen on his arm, along the muddy mountain road to the entrance of Yinshan Village.

The dirt road was sprinkled with white money for the afterlife, which became denser and denser the further we got to the entrance of the village, and eventually the yellow dirt road was whitened by the mass of paper money.

Bai Liu looked up to the village, the village is shrouded in a misty white fog, the sky is extremely dark, so the eye can not see things in the distance, can see only seven or eight houses in the vicinity.

The doors of these seven or eight houses are wide open, the doors are dark, and it feels like there are shadows swaying and footsteps from time to time, but when Liu Bai looks closely, there is nothing.

Room door directly opposite, or next to a regular pile of fruits and vegetables, put a water bowl, water bowl next to a pile of not yet burned clean yellow paper money, water bowl poured two red candles have not yet finished.

The melted candle tears from the red candles dripped into the water bowl and condensed into a dark red wax layer on the surface of the water bowl, with some black paper money ash floating on top.

There were a lot of firecrackers hanging from the trees in the small yard directly across from the door of the room, and because of that, the ground was littered with red barrels from the firecrackers after they had blown up, now soaked and fattened after the rain that had fallen, melting rotten into the ground, and the smell of a rich, greasy, perfumed oil wafted through the air.

At first glance, it looks like a scene after a large number of sacrifices.

After Bai Liu had finished surveying the area, he took a step into the Yinshan village.

Mu Sicheng has been sticking to Bai Liu's side since he entered the Yinshan village, not moving an inch.

Bai Liu walks past a house where the open door is suddenly slammed shut, followed by the wide-open windows flying shut one by one.

Bai Liu's entry into the village was like a signal to the village, and as he walked in, every time he passed a house, the family would quickly close the open doors and windows.

Soon the lights came on in these darkened rooms after the doors had been closed and the windows shut, and a dim, obscure light filtered through the windows, reflecting the shadows of those within.

Mu Sicheng swept his eyes over to the figure, and the moment he saw its shape he almost screamed, but Bai Liu was quick to cover his mouth.

Mu Sicheng breathed heavily as he gazed at the silhouettes that were dimly reflected in the white paper windows.

Some of these figures leaning against the window had only half a head, some had a large hole in the center of their chests, and some had no arms or legs.

The shadows reflect motionlessly on the window, and Zi seems to be observing Bai Liu as they come in, his mutilated head moving slightly, stiffly, as Bai Liu walks.

The candle in the bowl of water next to the door of the room suddenly stood up and lit itself as Bai Liu walked by, the candle's flame jumped and flickered, faintly glowing a greenish-purple color.

The pile of paper money glows with red sparks of re-burning, and the foggy sky begins to scatter white money from the past life downwards, slowly and leisurely falling on Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng's shoulders.

The further in you go, the clearer the silhouettes at the windows become, and Mu Sicheng can even see the bloody handprints of their hands on the paper windows.

The figures kept moving closer to the window as Bai Liu headed toward the village.

Once Mu Sicheng saw a bloodshot eye staring straight at him and Bai Liu through a broken paper window.

"Bai Liu ~" Mu Sicheng shouted in fear shaking out a wavy sound as he tugged down on Bai Liu's arm twice, "They don't look like they welcome us~"

Bai Liu hmmmed calmly, "It's pretty obvious, they're all shutting down."

"It didn't actively come out to attack us, this isn't a monster-fighting type of copy, it's supposed to be a decryption book."

Bai Liu looks around at the figures, "The most important thing we need in the decryption book is information, let's find a house and go inside."

Mu Sicheng's hair stood on end, "Now?!"

Bai Liu lightly swept Mu Sicheng a glance, "Just kidding, see you so scared, ease your mind."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

This man has real character issues.

At this moment, someone tapped Mu Sicheng on the shoulder, Mu Sicheng was so scared that he turned around and was about to attack the person with his monkey paw, but he was stopped by Bai Liu.

Standing in front of them was a very pale, haggard looking man holding a flashlight: "You're the youngsters who came back to the village to take care of the matter of the ancestral graves, aren't you? I'm He Daniu, from a nearby village, and the archaeology team has bothered me to wait here for you to come over."

Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu's system panels popped up at the same time:

[System prompt: Player triggers npc He Daniu to receive the branch quest - Guardian of the Righteous Villa]

As soon as He Daniu appeared, the lights in these rooms were instantly dimmed, and the figures returned to the darkness, unable to see anything.

He acted as if he hadn't even noticed the silhouettes in the room, turning to Bai Liu and waving his hand slowly at them, his tone trailing off, "Come with me, go to the Righteous Villa first, your grandparents are waiting for you there."

After He Daniu said this, he held up the flickering old flashlight to himself and walked forward, saying to himself as he walked, "I also guarded Yizhuang in the next village, and there was no one in your village, so I came to help guard it, but now that you've come back, and it's all your own ancestors, it's time for you to guard it yourselves."

"How can there be a reason for me, an outsider, to guard the righteous village of Yinshan Village."

Bai Liu followed He Daniu and asked, "Why can't people from outside the village guard it?"

He Daniu paused, "Yinshan Village hasn't let outsiders guard the village for a hundred years, everything is done on their own, the ancestors have been rooted here for generations, they all survive here, the native Yinshan Village people don't go outside, and they won't let outsiders enter the village."

"So this place is still old and underdeveloped after all these years, and it looks as if it's the same as it did a hundred years ago."

"Outsiders are not welcome here, and outsiders are driven away if they enter here by mistake."

He Daniu coughed twice and continued, "That is to say, your grandparents, the last batch of native Yinshan Village people have all died out, or else it wouldn't be my turn as an outsider to help guard the corpse."

"But I'm only going to keep watch for the next two days at best, and I'm going to leave if you guys don't come back."

Mu Sicheng pursued, "Why?"

He Daniu slowly turned back and gave Mu Sicheng a look with old, decrepit eyes, "Why? The seventh day of the first month is in two days, and once [they] return, I, an outsider from the village, still cannot stay."