Chapter 17
It was only a few minutes' distance from the village chief's house to the temple, but they walked with extreme fear.
Yitu discovered that the villagers surrounding them were not all the ones who drowned in the river, and many of them were obviously humans.
It's just that they look dull-eyed and slow-moving, as if they have been assimilated.
Yitu withdrew his gaze, feeling a little complicated.
Soon the platform built in front of the temple appeared in front of them, and they were taken up like prisoners and slaves.
At this moment, everyone noticed that the iron lock that had been hanging on the red gate of the temple had been removed.
Yitu didn't know how this village festival was held, but it was definitely related to the things in the temple.
Entering the temple is the door of death and also the door of life.
As soon as they stood on the stage, the village chief waved his hand and said to the villagers standing behind him:
"Go, tie them all up."
"Too few people came to the village festival this year. There wasn't enough food."
His slightly regretful tone sent chills down the spines of all the players, and the few villagers who were slow in their movements but still appeared normal began to advance towards them.
Fu Xue's expression changed, and she shouted, "What are you still hesitating about? Break down the door!"
Yitu was slightly stunned. She shouted this at the wrong time, and the village chief also saw that they wanted to run away.
But there was no room for regret at this time. Zhao Haichuan and Zhang Queshan quickly knocked the three villagers who rushed over to the ground.
"Bang the door!"
Yitu followed closely behind. The temple door was very heavy and difficult to push open even though it was not locked. The three of them could not push it open at all for a while.
At this moment, Fu Xue and Huang Tianfang screamed at the same time.
Yitu subconsciously looked back and saw that the high platform used for sacrifice had been splashed with dark blood by the village chief at some point, and a pungent fishy smell filled the air.
Fu Xue and Huang Tianfang were pinned to the ground by the villagers, who were enraged by the blood.
The blood on the ground was undoubtedly the key to the disaster. Upon smelling the blood, the villagers, who were like zombies, instantly became full of aggressiveness.
Sticky and disgusting yellow saliva secreted from the corners of their mouths, and their red eyes were filled with a desire for blood and flesh.
It’s not that Fu Xue and Huang Tianfang failed to dodge in time, but the speed of those things was simply too fast, and even Duan Zixi was caught by them.
"Help me! Help me!"
Fu Xue's screams rang in her ears. Her whole body was covered in blood, and she didn't know whether it was her own or the blood she had rubbed off on the ground.
Until Yitu saw a piece of flesh on her arm being torn off and blood gushing out instantly.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Hurry up and push the door open. I'll go save them!"
Zhao Haichuan couldn't find Duan Zixi and suddenly panicked.
A crimson knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed quickly and fiercely at the villagers who were rushing towards him ferociously.
However, he overestimated his own abilities and underestimated the healing abilities of those things.
This blow of the knife only pushed them back a few steps. The blade cut a pale gash on their body, but no blood flowed out and the wound quickly healed again.
It was as if they were not made of normal flesh and blood.
Zhao Haichuan's face turned ugly until a crisp dog bark was heard, and the things that were clustered around Fu Xue and the others suddenly scattered in fear.
"Zixi!" Only then did Zhao Haichuan see Duan Zixi being pressed to the ground and eaten by the villagers.
Duan Zixi was covered in wounds at this time. The wound on his stomach, which had not yet fully healed, was torn open again, and blood was flowing all over the floor.
At his feet, a little dog with a snow-blue body and a soft glow was standing, barking fiercely at the villagers who wanted to get close to him.
This little dog is named Yu Gou, and it is Duan Zixi's first-level apostle card.
The Jade Dog's barking will intimidate and repel any aggressive NPCs, but its deterrent effect will gradually weaken over time.
Zhao Haichuan quickly helped Duan Zixi up and supported him as he walked quickly towards the gate.
After Zhang Queshan and Yitu pushed the door open, they quickly turned back to help.
Fu Xue fell in a pool of blood, with no healthy flesh left on his body.
She is the person with the highest attack priority among all players in the card field, and has the most villagers surrounding her.
Zhang Queshan and Yitu's hands were shaking as they helped her up. The wet blood mixed with the rotten flesh felt terrible.
"Go and save Huang Tianfang quickly." Zhang Queshan said urgently.
At the critical moment, Zhang Queshan was considered to have a conscience and did not abandon his companions.
This made Yitu relax his guard against the players.
Huang Tianfang had been dragged and tied to an iron pillar by the villagers. They had to rescue her quickly while the jade dog was still useful.
Yi Tu ran to Huang Tianfang and found that she, who was ranked last in the game, was the one with the least injuries among the three.
I don’t know what props or function cards were used, but Huang Tianfang seemed to have no serious injuries except for a few claw marks and strangulation marks on her wrists from the struggle.
Yitu was a little surprised. Huang Tianfang didn't have time to explain and said anxiously:
"Hurry up, they're getting closer!"
The jade dog could no longer bark, and the frantic villagers began to approach.
Yitu tried to untie the chains, but they were too tight and tangled to untie.
Seeing that the jade dog's barking was getting weaker and weaker, the snow-blue puppy was frightened and retreated by the villagers who were gradually surrounding it.
Yitu took out the hammer from his arms, gritted his teeth, the veins on his arms bulged, and smashed the chain with one hammer.
"Walk!"
Huang Tianfang quickly peeled off the chain with trembling hands and ran towards the temple without looking back.
At this moment, the jade dog let out a last howl of grievance and completely disappeared from the spot.
The next second, the villagers, having lost their intimidation, swarmed over. Having tasted flesh and blood, they could hardly maintain their human form.
The face that originally had visible facial features now only had a huge mouth left, and a sticky yellow liquid kept flowing down the chin.
Their limbs are also degenerating and shrinking, and from a distance they look like lumps of mud.
But their speed was not slow, and Yi Tu, who was following behind Huang Tianfang, was almost bitten by those mouths.
There were still a few steps to go, and he watched Zhao Haichuan pull Huang Tianfang in and close the temple door without hesitation.
Yitu felt a tightness in his heart. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.
Fu Xue and Zhang Queshan were still behind him. Once the door was closed, they would surely die.
Yitu didn't think twice and instinctively used his body to block the door while there was still a crack in the door.
Fu Xue and Zhang Queshan also witnessed this chilling scene, and Fu Xue cried out in despair:
"No! Don't close the door!"
Yitu's right hand was stuck in the crack of the door, and the severe pain made him almost unable to speak.
Zhao Haichuan glanced at him coldly, and the crimson sword appeared in his hand:
"I advise you to let go."
"It's still in time!" Yitu's eyes were red as he stared at him intently.
Zhao Haichuan was stunned, and with a slightly gloomy expression, he raised the sharp knife. The gap in the door was getting bigger and bigger.
At this moment, Huang Tianfang's voice sounded hurriedly:
"It's still not too late, let him in!"
She couldn't bear it, after all, Yi Tu had just saved her.
Zhao Haichuan paused for a moment, and actually obeyed and let go of the temple door.
Yitu suddenly lost his strength and fell in.
Fu Xue and Zhang Queshan then ran to the door, but behind them were the mutated villagers who were chasing them relentlessly.
Zhao Haichuan's face changed immediately and he quickly closed the temple door.
"No! Don't close the door!" Fu Xue's pleading voice came from outside the door, and she was banging on the iron door like crazy.
Hearing the sound, Yi Tu gasped and struggled to get up from the ground, leaning against the door with one hand and reaching out with the other to grab the arms of the two men.
"Don't overestimate your abilities. If you continue like this, we will all die!" Zhao Haichuan shouted at him angrily.
Fu Xue and Zhang Queshan were followed by countless monsters. If they could come in, so could they.
Yitu still persisted.
However, at this moment, a scene happened that no one expected.
Fu Xue suddenly pushed Zhang Queshan beside him into the pile of monsters, and the look of surprise on the man's face only flashed by for a moment.
Soon he was torn into pieces by the monster that pounced on him madly, and Yitu was shocked to the spot.
Zhao Haichuan didn't expect this to happen. The moment he didn't react, his hand loosened, and Fu Xue took advantage of the time bought with his companions to crawl into the door.
When they reacted again, the monster had already smashed a huge gap in the temple door.
The monsters that tasted the flesh and blood completely lost their human form and tried to rush in frantically.
Yi Tu and Zhao Haichuan's expressions changed, and they both used their bodies to hold the temple door tightly.
However, the power disparity between the two sides was too great, and the temple door was soon knocked open by the monsters. Two well-fed and round monsters rushed in first.
Huang Tianfang was so frightened that she stood there stupidly. Seeing that the two monsters were about to rush towards her, a long spear broke through like thunder and pierced the two monsters to the ground. The sharp cries of the monsters were terrifying.
She stared blankly at Duan Zixi who had gotten up at some point, her face pale as she covered her stomach tightly with one hand and pulled her penis back with the other.
This time, Duan Zixi pointed his gun at the temple entrance, while Yitu and Zhao Haichuan were still desperately holding the door.
The moment the spear was thrown, flames rose from the ground, forming a clear boundary that could not be crossed.
The monsters that touched the flames instantly burned up and cried in pain like babies.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yitu and Zhao Haichuan finally closed the temple door.
"Bolt the door." Duan Zixi knelt on the ground and reminded weakly.
Zhao Haichuan then quickly stuck his sword on the door to prevent the monster from rushing again after the fire was extinguished.
After doing all this, the temple fell into silence for a long time.
Yitu slumped against the door and swallowed a mouthful of bloody foam.
His hands were covered with red marks from holding the door for a long time, and they still couldn't stop shaking.
"How could you push him out? He went out to save you..."
Huang Tianfang looked at Fu Xue and murmured.
Fu Xue's face was covered in blood, and the tears she left behind were also mixed with the red color of blood.
Her left arm had been eaten to the bone by those things, and the pain made her body tremble uncontrollably. Fu Xue could only keep gasping for breath quietly, trying to make herself feel better.
"Then why are you closing the door?"
Fu Xue collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the sky: "Originally, we could all have survived..."
"That's not possible." Zhao Haichuan interrupted her coldly, "If Zixi hadn't woken up, we would have been eaten by those things long ago."
Yitu didn't say anything. Whether Zhao Haichuan's reason was tenable, perhaps only he himself knew.
You should know that the more players die in the card game, the more points the survivors will get.
And if you rank high, you will also receive relevant rewards.
Their death was actually a good thing for Zhao Haichuan and his companions.
After hearing this, Fu Xue slowly closed her eyes, tears of blood streaming down her cheeks: "I can't die, I have two lives, I have no other choice..."
Her life and death not only represents herself, but also Aniu's life depends on her.
So even though Fu Xue was about to give up, her instinct for survival made her crawl into the door even if she had to.
"Two lives in exchange for one is worth it, isn't it?" Fu Xue laughed and cried, and more blood was coughed out.
Yitu didn't know what to say. If Huang Tianfang hadn't pleaded for him, he would have been skinned and eaten by the monster outside the door just like Zhang Queshan.
This was the first time he felt powerless.
"You two are in a client-client relationship, so you don't care about other people's lives."
Fu Xue's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
But Yi Tu still heard it. He was stunned and subconsciously looked at Huang Tianfang.
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