After simply cleaning up the scene, Fang Dian called the police. Then she and Bai Liu borrowed Mu Sicheng's heavy-duty motorcycle, put the unconscious Lu Yizhan in the back of the car, put on her helmet, took a step forward with her long legs, waved, and prepared to ride back.

Du Sanying looked at the injuries on Fang Dian and Lu Yizhang from a distance, and reminded them fearfully: "Well, how about asking Mr. Bai Liu to call a taxi for you? Don't ride a motorcycle, it's not safe..."

Bai Liu glanced at the motorcycle expressionlessly and looked at Fang Dian: "When did you learn to ride a heavy motorcycle?"

Fang Dianzheng turned around to put a helmet on Lu Yizhan who was lying on the back seat. Hearing this, he looked up and laughed, "I haven't learned it, but I often ride a Hellobike to work, so it should be similar!"

Bai Liu refused calmly: "It's a long way away, get down here."

Du Sanying's face broke open, and he screamed madly in his heart - Mr. Bai Liu, how dare you say that about others! !

Isn't this exactly the same as what you said before!

Fang Dian sighed with regret and stared at Bai Liu for a while. After making sure that Bai Liu would not let her ride, she got off with regret. After getting off, she touched the motorcycle and said, "If I hadn't been caught this time, I would never have had the chance to see the racing scenes in the movies. It's so cool to drive a heavily armed motorcycle..."

Bai Liu said, "I'll lend it to you when I have the chance."

Fang Dian's eyes lit up: "It's a deal!"

"I'll call a car to pick you and Lu Yizhang up later." Bai Liu said, "Send me a text message to let me know you're safe after you get back."

Fang Dian made an OK gesture, then helped Lu Yizhan to the side and waited.

Bai Liu paused and said, "Don't you want to know why you were arrested? It has something to do with me."

"I can see that. I'm not stupid." Fang Dian leaned on the motorcycle with his legs crossed, tilted his head and smiled. "But you didn't seem to want to say it, so I didn't ask."

Bai Liu was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry..."

Fang Dian raised his hand to interrupt Bai Liu: "Hey hey hey! No need!"

She smiled as generously as always: "It's still the same old rule. You have implicated me once, so you owe me a favor. I will use the motorcycle you lend me to pay it off. There is no need to apologize. We can just settle the debt between us."

Fang Dian smiled and said, "Are you busy with any team competitions recently? I haven't seen you here for a long time."

Mu Sicheng and Tang Erda's faces changed, and they glanced at Bai Liu subconsciously.

Bai Liu's expression remained indifferent: "How did you guess that?"

Fang Dian touched his chin and said, "You usually do things for money, and you are short of money after you leave your job. The mainland government won't let you do anything illegal. The fastest way to make money legally in the short term is usually gambling or various competitions."

"And..." Fang pointed at the people around Bai Liu, crossed his arms and smiled, "These are all strangers. I haven't seen them before. Are they your teammates?"

Bai Liu hummed.

Fang Dian still smiled: "It seems that you get along well with them. Why don't you bring them home for dinner sometime?"

Bai Liu lowered his eyes for a long time and agreed.

The taxi that Fang Dian called arrived soon. Fang Dian supported Lu Yizhan, who was not fully awake yet, waved goodbye to Bai Liu, got in the car and left.

As soon as Fang Dian left, Mu Sicheng couldn't help but ask, "Is she a game player?"

"No." Bai Liu looked at the taxi's receding back.

Mu Sicheng was puzzled: "But what she just said was too accurate?"

Bai Liu retracted his gaze: "She guessed it."

Mu Sicheng couldn't believe it: "If she wasn't a player, she just met us once, how could she guess so accurately?"

Bai Liu was silent for a moment and then said, "When I was in high school, Lu Yizhan and I played Gobang, various competitions, and horror games with her. In three years, we never beat her once."

"So far, I have never won a game against her."

In a taxi.

Fang Dian leaned against the car window, yawned lazily, stretched out his foot and kicked the Luyi Station next to him: "Okay, stop pretending, Bai Liu can't see it, open your eyes."

Lu Yizhan slowly opened his eyes and leaned back in his seat in silence.

Fang Dian didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the window in the distance: "You've changed a lot, Bai Liu. In high school, he was so lonely and could only play with you and me. Now he has so many new friends to play games with..."

“I hope he has fun.”

Fang Dian started to laugh. She turned around and rubbed Lu Yizhan's head vigorously, and said with a brilliant smile: "Of course, Lao Lu, you too."

“You all have to have fun!”

Lu Yizhan slowly opened his arms, hugged Fang Dian's waist tightly, and buried his face in hers.

Fang Dian gently pushed aside Lu Yizhan's hair and kissed his injured forehead: "Whether it's you or Bai Liu, it's not worth it to be sad because of a game that is supposed to make people happy."

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath and hummed in a muffled voice.

The taxi drove along the remote and desolate road towards the bustling city center, and there was no one in the empty driving range behind it.

In-game.

Bai Liu took Mu Sicheng and the others to log into the game, first went to the Wandering Circus Guild's location to gather, and then went straight to the lounge.

Mu Ke, Liu Jiayi and Wang Shun were already waiting there.

"The result of the last match of the Furious Lambs is out." Wang Shun looked at Bai Liu and exhaled, "They won, and their betting pool has expanded again. Just now, your viewing pool was recalculated, and the result is number 9."

"Your match against the Furious Lambs will be held in Spectacular Pool No. 9."

Bai Liu nodded: "I understand, let's go now."

Viewing Pool No. 9.

Kong Xuyang sat on the edge of his seat with a gloomy face. Next to him stood a few bikers with injuries on their bodies who didn't dare to look up.

"You said that your sneak attack on Bailiu failed?"

Kong Xuyang folded his hands on his knees, trying to act like a superior showing off his power, but the shame of failure made his face twisted, and he asked in a sly manner:

"We have successfully ambushed the best tactician in this game. Bai Liu is just a 24-year-old laid-off worker who was fired by the company. How could you lose to him in real life?!"

Kong Xuyang kicked a biker on the knee and shouted, "Waste, a bunch of waste!"

"I brought you into the game, supported you to live a life of luxury, and used props to clean up your messes, and this is how you repay me?!"

"I told you to split up into two groups, and neither of you succeeded?!"

These speedsters stood there on very thin ice, not daring to breathe.

Kong Xuyang could no longer suppress his temper and was about to kick again, but Bai Liu came over with his team members and took their seats. He looked at Kong Xuyang, nodded and greeted them, as calm as if nothing had happened.

Just like the tricks Kong Xuyang had played before, Bai Liu didn't care at all, and it didn't have any impact on him. Everything Kong Xuyang did was like a little clown, not worth mentioning in front of Bai Liu.

Bai Liu's calmness completely angered Kong Xuyang.

Kong Xuyang stood up suddenly, but he finally controlled himself. He sat down with a distorted face, staring at Bai Liu with sinister eyes. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, his expression softened a lot, revealing a sinister smile, and mouthed: "Bai Liu, you can outrun the first day, but not the fifteenth."

Bai Liu raised her eyebrows slightly.

More and more spectators gathered in the viewing pool, and everyone's eyes were focused on the large TV screen in the center. The screen slowly lit up, and a line of words appeared on it:

【System prompt: The singles match is about to begin. 】

[System prompt: Wandering Circus member (Rose Hunter) VS Furious Lamb member (Hairy Fish)]

As soon as the list came out, the audience was shocked:

"What's going on? It's not Kong Xuyang?"

"Hasn't he always been fixed in the singles position?"

"Who is this hairfish? I've never seen one before."

Wang Shun was also surprised: "In order to increase his exposure, Kong Xuyang has always been fixed in the singles position. Playing in singles games is the easiest position for the audience to remember and the easiest to become a star player."

"He actually gave such a position to a reserve player named Mao Yu who has never played before? Why not let the regular players play?"

Wang Shun frowned in confusion: "What does Kong Xuyang want to do?"

"Send him out for sacrifice." Bai Liu stared at the big screen intently. "Kong Xuyang should know that I will let Captain Tang compete in the singles match, so he knows that he will most likely not win the singles match. Even if he has the skill of [Silence] to freeze the panel, Captain Tang's physical fitness is also very good."

"That's true." Wang Shun pondered, "Captain Tang can beat Kong Xuyang to resign with just his bare hands."

"No one on his team can beat Captain Tang, so he just uses a reserve player for this position." Bai Liu's remaining eyes swept across Kong Xuyang's face, "It seems that he wants to play a doubles match."

Wang Shun was stunned: "The doubles competition here has always been between you and Mu Shen."

Bai Liu hummed calmly: "He probably just wants to take the initiative to confront me."

Wang Shun looked at Bai Liu worriedly and said, "Bai Liu, Kong Xuyang's tactical style is very cruel. He likes to freeze the opponent's face and then torture and tease him slowly. Can you do that?"

Bai Liu looked at Kong Xuyang across from him and said, "I've experienced it, and I think it's just average."

[System prompt: The wandering circus member (Rose Hunter) won the singles match and killed the game early, accumulating 2 points]

After Tang Er logged out, he sat next to Bai Liu. A new line of words appeared on the big screen in the middle of the viewing pool, and Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng stood up.

【System prompt: Doubles competition is about to begin. 】

[System prompt: Wandering Circus member Bai Liu, Mu Sicheng VS Furious Lamb member Kong Xuyang, Silent Lamb]

The whole audience erupted in cheers. This was a doubles match that brought together the most popular strategists from both sides.

Before logging into the game, Kong Xuyang walked up to Bai Liu and shook hands with him, saying with a fake smile, "Bai Liu, do you know why my team is called [Frenzy Lambs]?"

Bai Liu smiled and shook hands with him, then asked, "Is there any story behind this?"

Kong Xuyang couldn't help but grin: "Because our team's trump card is a lamb."

Bai Liu said with a long tone, "Is it [Fanatical Lamb]? I remember that this player died in last year's mid-season game.

Kong Xuyang's face twisted for a moment, then he smiled again: "No, it's a brand new [Lamb], [The Silence of the Lambs]."

Bai Liu turned his gaze to the team member standing behind Kong Xuyang.

The man looked young, about twenty-five or twenty-six. He was wearing a motorcycle helmet and staring at Bai Liu. There were scars on his face. His eyes and face were round. The hair on his temples grew lushly all the way to below his ears. His nose and lips were protruding, and his cheekbones were retracted, like a lamb.

Judging from the injuries and the motorcycle helmet, this man obviously participated in the previous siege on Bai Liu, but Bai Liu couldn't remember where this man had appeared for a moment.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes and saw what the lamb-like team member was holding in his hand.

——A faded red fabric bow hair tie.

This is something square.

Kong Xuyang smiled sinisterly: "Do you feel that this person did something very excessive to you, but you can't remember who he is?"

"Because his skill is to make you forget who you are."

"Wait for me to torture you, Bai Liu. You will regret having dared to confront me without knowing your own limitations. But it's too late to tell you this now."

After Kong Xuyang finished speaking, he smiled, withdrew his hand, turned around and walked towards the login point.

Bai Liu looked at the Lamb team member following Kong Xuyang, retracted his gaze, turned around and led Mu Sicheng towards their login point.

[Silence] + [The Silence of the Lambs]?

That can indeed be considered a trump card.

[System prompt: Players Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng have logged into the game (Yinshan Village)]

Bai Liu opened his eyes.

Before my eyes was a desolate hillside of shrubs. Dense trees and bamboo forests shaded the dirt road. All around were fields that had just been planted with rice. The green rice and the weeds swaying on the ridges were so green that they were eye-catching.

Ahead there is an abandoned pond and a well filled with emerald green duckweed. Bai Liu looks up and sees houses built on the hills, with smoke rising from the chimneys. Green mountains are in the distance and there is a light rain, creating a sense of tranquility like a paradise.

[System prompt: It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying]

[Player Identity Introduction: You are a local ruffian on your way back to your hometown of Yinshan Village. You have not returned to your hometown for many years, but not long ago you received a notice from a national-level archaeological team saying that your village has dug out a unique century-old tomb, which is very valuable for mining and is just below your home. 】

[The archaeological team wanted to excavate the ancient tombs under the houses, so they had to demolish the houses in the village, and they needed the consent of the household owners. But it happened that the few elderly people left in the village accidentally fell from the mountain when they climbed the mountain to worship their ancestors during the Qingming Festival three days ago, and they fell into the pond and drowned.]

[Your grandmother happened to be one of the elderly people who drowned. All of her other relatives are gone, so the ownership of the house naturally fell to you, the grandson who has not returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors for decades.]

[Your ostensible purpose for returning to Yinshan Village this time was to pack up your things, keep vigil for Grandma on the seventh day after her death, and take over the house, but secretly, you had some ulterior motives.]

[The main quest of "Yinshan Village" is activated: survive until the archaeological team arrives to take over the ancient tomb. ]

["Yinshan Village" side quest activated: Explore "your" purpose. 】

Bai Liu took a step forward and heard a strange sound under his feet, like the sound of paper breaking. He looked down and saw that it was a white, round piece of money with a square hole in it.

Bai Liu paused, then turned his head and looked back along the piece of paper money.

The paper money floated all the way from here, from the abandoned pond, all the way to Bai Liu's way home up the mountain. The pieces of paper were vaguely trampled into the mud. If Bai Liu hadn't paid special attention, he would not have noticed the paper money that had been soaked and softened by the rain.

Bai Liu looked up at the deserted village swaying in the mountain rain, and saw the smoke rising from every household.

"Ahhhhh——" A trembling male voice came from far behind Bai Liu.

Bai Liu turned around and saw Mu Sicheng running towards her crying as if his butt was set on fire by a ghost. Then he grabbed Bai Liu's arm tightly and didn't move. He was gasping for breath and his face was pale with fear.

"Bai, Bai Liu..." Mu Sicheng's voice trembled and he screamed miserably, "This is actually a Chinese horror book! I am most afraid of Chinese horror books!"

Bai Liu raised an eyebrow: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"I'm not afraid of ghosts!" Mu Sicheng retorted sternly, "I'm afraid of Chinese horror dungeons. Don't you think Chinese horror dungeons are much scarier than those zombies and monsters?"

Bai Liu saw that Mu Sicheng was really frightened, so he changed the subject: "Did you find anything?"

When Mu Sicheng heard Bai Liu ask this, he swallowed nervously and said stiffly: "...Look behind you, look at my footprints."

Mu Sicheng was wearing a pair of sneakers. The footprints left on the muddy road after it had just rained were very obvious. Even the size and brand on the soles of his feet could be printed out. A series of footprints on the road clearly connected from the vicinity of the pond to Mu Sicheng's feet.

Bai Liu looked at the footprints and said, "I see."

Mu Sicheng closed his eyes, and the hand holding Bai Liu's arm trembled slightly: "...Look carefully."

Bai Liu looked more carefully this time. He stared at the shoe prints for a while and then found something wrong.

Behind each of Mu Sicheng's shoe prints, there was a small inverted triangle footprint, which was very light, as if something was holding Mu Sicheng's shoulders, padding its feet on Mu Sicheng's body and following him step by step.

Moreover, the size of the footprints was wrong. It was not the size of a human footprint at all. Instead, it looked more like... the footprints of paper figures used for burial.

"I always felt like something was following me..." Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, "Then I turned around and saw a paper bride's face smiling strangely, and then my footprints were wrong, there was one more."

Bai Liu retracted his gaze: "Have your health and spirit values ​​decreased?"

Mu Sicheng shook his head.

"Then don't worry about it for now." Bai Liu looked at the village from a distance, "Let's go into the village first."

Mu Sicheng only took a glance at the village, his face turned pale again, he tightly grasped Bai Liu, and slowly turned his head to look at Bai Liu: "...Wait."

"You've read the player identity introduction, right?" Mu Sicheng pointed at the faint smoke still rising from the village, his face dark, "Yinshan Village is already a dead village. The last few elderly people alive were drowned three days ago. No one would light a fire and cook in this village."

"What's with all this smoke?"

Bai Liu looked over and said, "I noticed it, but I have to go over to find out who is making the fire and cooking, right?"

"I guess it's for the paper figure that was buried with you."

"You're still f*cking scaring me!" Mu Sicheng couldn't hold himself together and almost cried, "Are you really not afraid at all?"

Bai Liu smiled: "Not bad."