Chapter 66 Happy Event in the Mountain Village 26 He sat up quickly and raised the...
"Let's go, let's find a place with a good view to watch the show." Shi Yirou took Su Ming's arm.
"Ah?" Su Ming was dragged to the edge of the courtyard by Shi Yirou while he was dizzy.
"Ah!" Suddenly Shi Yirou staggered and cried out in pain.
"Sister Yirou, are you okay?" Su Ming held Shi Yirou and asked with concern.
"It's okay, I think I sprained my ankle. Can you help me hold my knife? I'll take off my shoes and have a look." Shi Yirou handed the knife in her hand to Su Ming.
Su Ming supported Shi Yirou with one hand, while secretly holding the long nail that slipped out of his sleeve with the other hand. He asked in a clear voice that only a teenager could give: "Sister Yirou, do you know how to solve the trigonometric function problem I taught you yesterday?"
"What?" Shi Yirou asked with a frown, then she quickly responded, "Oh, that question you're talking about, I know it, thank you."
"Really? Do you really know how to do it? Then why did you say you couldn't do it even after I taught you at least five times last night? You made me so angry." Before he finished his last words, Su Ming raised the long nail in his hand without hesitation and stabbed it straight into Shi Yirou's forehead.
"Ah!" Shi Yirou screamed and fell down. This was a fake Shi Yirou. The book taken out from behind the shrine dedicated to the snake god recorded this kind of fake people. They had no soul and heart. To destroy them, you need to use a long nail to directly pierce their foreheads to destroy the spell in their bodies.
"Baichuan, thank you for taking care of me all this time." An Rao used the dagger to cut another wound on his wrist, and said as he watched the blood gushing out, "There is something I have been hiding from you. Now I think I should be honest with you."
"What?"
"I am An Rao, the An Rao you have been looking for."
As a result, before he could finish his words, a long nail pierced straight into the fake Anrao's forehead.
"you!"
"Dr. Lin is not An Rao. He has already told me that. I believe in his character."
Fake An Rao: ...
Real peace:......
More and more fake players gathered in the yard. The dead He Xin, Fang Qingqing, Wei Ronger, Wang Quanmin, Gao Zhifei and even Cheng Lin who had just died appeared.
The fake players had a clear advantage in numbers. They formed a siege and approached the few four real players with grins on their faces.
"You must be happy to see me die so miserably. Now it's your turn to have a taste of the same!" Cheng Lin, who had just died, grinned and raised his knife towards Shi Yirou, who was closest to him.
"Bang!" Before the knife fell, Cheng Lin flew out. The scarred man who had stayed in the room on the second floor suddenly jumped from the second floor and kicked Cheng Lin to the ground.
"Coward! What I despise most is dogs like you who bully women!" The scarred man spat at Cheng Lin who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.
At this moment, the sky suddenly brightened, and everyone found that the whole haunted house began to undergo shocking changes! The bleak white cloth and the bright red silk overlapped, the soul-calling banners floating in the wind merged with the festive decorations on the small building, and the creepy wreaths in the hall were mixed with the flower baskets in the hall of illusion. Even the courtyard full of dead bodies began to be bustling with people, laughing and making noises, surrounding the two coffins placed in the center of the courtyard, and happily discussing the upcoming wedding.
"The wedding has been brought forward, the bride has combined the haunted house and the illusion into one!" An Ran shouted.
"Everything is ready," Baichuan stared coldly at the fake Baichuan who was staring at him coldly, "Don't worry."
The situation is very unfavorable for the real players. Even with the scarred man who joined later, there are only five of them, while there are eight people surrounding them. What's more, there is an evil version of Kashiwa who is at the top of the combat power list!
The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller. The evil Baichuan had already raised his knife towards An Rao with an expressionless face. The other fake players, as if they had heard an order, also raised all kinds of weapons towards the prey in front of them. An Rao and the others also took out their carefully selected weapons, and the two sides began to stalemate.
At this time, the joyous sound was loud, and in the courtyard, the villagers turned from the wine table full of corpses to the hall and applauded to invite the bride and groom to enter. Zheng Duodi, dressed in bright red, led Cheng Lin, whose eyes were lifeless and pupils had already dispersed, towards the hall. Behind the two ghosts of the newlyweds, Fang Qingqing and Gao Zhifei, the two groomsmen and bridesmaids, followed closely, their postures as stiff as puppets.
"The bride and groom, please jump over the fire basin!" After saying that, Aunt Li held a torch in her hand and lit the fire basin in front of Zheng Duodi and Cheng Lin. The small fire basin caught fire. Zheng Duodi nimbly jumped over it and pulled Cheng Lin over. She was so strong and anxious that she pulled Cheng Lin's arm off directly.
"Oh, sorry, I'll connect it for you." Zheng Baodi said tenderly, but he took the arm and poked it hard at Cheng Lin's armless shoulder. With a "pop" sound, the arm returned to its place intact. During the whole process, the groom Cheng Lin didn't even blink.
This horrifying scene did not even arouse any reaction from the villagers. Everyone in the courtyard cheered and applauded to congratulate the bride and groom as they crossed the fire basin and ushered in the next exciting part - burning fire to exorcise evil spirits. A line of fire soon extended from the front of the fire basin and quickly moved towards the bonfire in front. With a "boom", the towering bonfire in front of the fire basin suddenly burst into flames. Amid the villagers' jumping and cheering and the silence of the corpses in the courtyard, the wedding entered its climax.
"Ah!" First, the fake Fang Qingqing screamed, and flames leapt out of her body, "Help! It hurts so much! Help!"
Baichuan and Anrao breathed a sigh of relief. They had finally succeeded! Fang Qingqing screamed and slapped the flames on her body, but no one came to her rescue. Then, flames also jumped out of Gao Zhifei's body. Soon, the flames spread like a plague on the eight people. The eight fake players began to stagger around and slap the flames on their bodies. The fire ignited the house that had been soaked with oil for a long time, and the whole Zheng residence began to burn.
The bride and groom walked into the hall amid the roar of fire and the villagers' almost fanatical blessings. Old Zheng and Sister Wang, whose faces were full of fear but forced to keep smiling because of the iron hook pulling the corners of their mouths, knelt down leisurely, kowtowed, and then served tea.
Old Zheng opened his mouth, which was bloody and mangled by the iron hook, and spoke blessings in his hoarse and distorted voice, while Sister Wang mechanically stretched out her skinny hand and gave the two newlyweds red envelopes that represented the blessings of the elders.
"The ceremony is over!" Aunt Li shouted loudly in the fire.
Zheng Baodi seemed to have just noticed the existence of An Rao and the others. In the burning wedding dress, she cast her eyes on them for the first time. In the burning wedding dress, Zheng Baodi regained her former appearance. She was a gentle and lovely girl, smiling peacefully and serenely: "Thank you for helping me prepare a perfect wedding."
Baichuan walked quickly into the hall, and amid the crackling sound of fire, he saw the coveted seal placed on the small table between Old Zheng and Sister Wang's armchairs!
"Baichuan! Come out quickly! The house is going to collapse!" An Rao yelled.
Just when Baichuan was about to run out of the hall, the beams made a "cracking" sound as if they could not bear the weight, and the hall of Zheng's house collapsed!
Black ash and sparks covered the sky, and when An Rao opened his eyes again, Baichuan was nowhere to be seen.
"Baichuan!" An Rao shouted.
"Baichuan, where are you!" An Rao ran towards the collapsed hall like crazy, but stopped in front of a burning ruin. He was afraid that he would accidentally step on Baichuan, who was now under some pillar or wall.
"Baichuan, can you hear me?" An Rao used his hands to dig at the rotten wood and soil in front of him, roaring, and soon blood was flowing from all ten fingers.
"Ahem," a muffled voice came from beneath a clod of black earth, "I'm here."
"Right away! Wait for me! I'll come and save you right away!" An Rao quickly ran to where Bai Chuan's voice came from, kneeled on the ground and began to dig up the black soil. Tears kept dripping on the dry and warm soil, blooming into mottled circles. An Rao didn't know why he was crying. Bai Chuan was just a roommate who had been with him for less than a week. Even if the first two games were included, he and Bai Chuan had only known each other for about ten days. But why? Why did his heart hurt so much? !
Where does the feeling of helplessness, dejection and great pain, as if the whole world is about to be submerged in the sea and the entire universe has lost its color, come from?
Heitu moved, and a hand covered with dust and scars but still slender and beautiful slowly stretched out and stuffed a big red seal into Anrao's hand.
"According to the plan." Baichuan's hoarse voice came from under the earth, with unquestionable majesty.
"No! Let's go together!" An Rao stuffed the seal into his trouser pocket. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he lifted the dirt that was pressing on Bai Chuan. The disheveled Bai Chuan was finally revealed, and An Rao, who was kneeling on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Covered in dust and black ash, Baichuan opened his eyes. His light pupils were as bright as stars, without any human emotions, just like an ancient god. Suddenly, he sat up quickly, raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed at An Rao with all his strength.
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