Chapter 75: The Wandering Travel Group (VI)
I don’t know if it was because I hit my head too hard just now, or because I drank the black liquid in the gourd, but the consequences are unimaginable.
Xiao Wang and the village chief, both with rouge-stained faces, were extremely pale.
The white candle burned quickly, like a silent timer.
The dripping wax liquid quickly solidified on the table.
The lanterns outside the courtyard were getting dimmer and dimmer, and a wedding seemed to be coming to an end.
There were gusts of cold wind outside the door and the candle flame was flickering, about to go out, as if silently urging people to hurry up.
The situation is still unclear. Although Nan Huan is eager to do something, he holds himself back and does not absorb the black liquid for the time being.
In the light of the candle, their faces looked even paler.
The silent confrontation finally came to an end when the two men raised the gourd.
The black liquid was swallowed whole, with unspeakable sadness, regret, pain and helplessness.
Another gust of wind blew by.
The lanterns in the courtyard were all extinguished in an instant, followed by the candles in the house.
Nan Huan's back involuntarily leaned against the chair.
The smell of blood on his body was a bit strong and the wound was very painful, which made it difficult for Nan Huan to concentrate.
By the time I realized that the temperature in the room had dropped suddenly and something was not right, it was already too late.
The noisy sound, along with the dense crowds of figures that suddenly emerged from the room, suddenly filled the room.
Nan Huan didn't even have the space to stand up and was pushed around by the person sitting on the chair.
The sound of the suona rose from the ground, but the tune was not festive at all, but rather shrill and full of hatred.
Nan Huan did not seize the first opportunity to leave the house. After realizing something was wrong, he immediately covered his shoulder.
The figure that suddenly appeared still had no breath, but Nan Huan did not dare to be careless.
After a while, she realized that this group of people had no intention of patting her on the shoulder, but were just pushing her forward.
Nan Huan had difficulty moving to begin with, and now that he was injured, he had even less strength left, so he was pushed directly to the center of the room.
Invisible instruments were still playing funeral music, and the scene should have been the newlyweds standing in the middle of the room, accepting congratulations.
But the people around were shouting and cursing, sometimes in high-pitched tones and sometimes in low-pitched insults.
Nan Huan only felt that these sounds penetrated into his internal organs through his ears, bringing with them a biting chill.
But when she wanted to carefully discern the content of the words, she found that she could not catch anything.
Now the newcomer in the center has his entire eyes covered with a layer of black after drinking the black liquid.
It was as if he was forced to lose consciousness and was bewitched, or as if he was intimidated by the scene in front of him.
He stood trembling in the middle of the room, not daring to look up at the people crowded around him.
The two of them huddled together as if they had done something wrong.
The shouting and insults seemed to have an effect on the two men, causing them to lower their heads lower and lower, until they were finally forced to kneel down again.
Nan Huan couldn't speak, there was only a thousand noises in his ears.
Although I couldn't hear what they were saying, I could tell it wasn't good.
And this scene would never happen at a wedding anyway.
Nan Huan keenly noticed that all the people in the house were men. He didn't know if it was because there were few women in this village or if there were some other reasons.
The noisy, one-sided trial continued. The expressions of Xiao Wang and the village chief changed from helplessness and disdain at the beginning, to gradually becoming powerless and unwilling to surrender, and now kneeling with their heads down in silence, as if they had given up the fight in this tug-of-war.
But Nan Huan did not let them go. Their fingers were clenched until they turned white, and their shoulders were shaking slightly due to their extreme collapse.
As the verbal abuse continued, Nan Huan felt that the black fog had also appeared in the crowd, lingering around them.
The more they output, the more the black fog gathers and merges.
It seems that this thing provides the energy to allow these figures to maintain their status quo.
Finally, the balance of the confrontation was broken by the first person in the crowd who took action.
Someone started to tear off the bride's clothes and veil, and screams followed.
When oppression reached its peak, some people began to resist.
His sharp nails poked at the crowd without any care, while one hand was tightly grasping his clothes.
But the crowd was too large, and countless invisible hands reached out to the bride's dress.
Some people had shameless smiles on their faces, while others had a look of watching a good show.
Someone looked indifferent, but it didn't stop him from taking action.
Nan Huan was pushed to the first row at some point and was pushed around in the crowd.
She tried her best to steady her body, but because her joints were not flexible, she staggered a few times and was pushed by a hand from behind, and fell beside the brides.
She supported herself with her hands and tried to get up with difficulty, but found that the surroundings seemed to have become quiet.
The deafening music and shouting suddenly stopped, and she had a bad guess.
When I looked up, my eyes met with a figure in the crowd.
Nan Huan could see the emotions in the other person's eyes.
From the initial confusion, to checking his mask, and finally, it seemed that because of his current position, he had become the object of their ridicule.
Nan Huan didn't know what the other person would think of him wearing a mask.
But she could see that everyone's eyes looking at her became greedy and impatient in an instant.
That look was like the gaze of a poisonous snake, cold and gloomy.
Nan Huan instantly understood why they were crowding around him and pushing him forward.
It is obvious that the position of the brides represents some kind of identity.
Now that she had stepped in, it was obvious that in the other party's eyes, she had become another target to be bullied.
It was impossible for Nan Huan to be bullied obediently. She had not originally planned to take action so quickly, but wanted to see what the game was all about.
I didn't expect it to set its sights on me, so there's no need to keep watching.
Filling your stomach first is also a good choice.
After a pause of just a few seconds, those people realized that there seemed to be another newcomer.
And this beauty is the best, and everyone is scrambling to get a piece of it.
But before their hands touched each other's clothes, they felt a strong attraction.
Something that supports my body is gradually emerging.
Nan Huan hooked her finger, and both the black fog and the black liquid drunk by the brides couldn't wait to get closer to her.
Those human figures that were stripped away from the black fog collapsed completely like houses without supports. Some people disappeared from the house before they could even react.
This skill is something Nan Huan possesses herself and is not given by the game, so her perception has not decreased at all.
With the high-quality rations in the dean's body from the previous copy, the current amount is not enough for Nan Huan to fill his teeth.
In less than a minute, the congestion in the house was improved, and the shadows and noise disappeared completely.
The temperature in the room had returned to normal, and Nan Huan sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
Eating some rations did not heal her injuries.
Especially since she had spent too much time in this place, she did not forget that the side quests had time limits.
You have to get out of here as soon as possible and become a human being.
Thinking of this, she turned back rudely and looked at the two brides who had not yet recovered from the incident.
"How many households in the village have women?"
Since the game couldn't possibly go wrong, it could only mean that Nan Huan didn't find the right person.
Those men just now had no intention of patting me on the shoulder, and they didn't even know the whole story of the ghost hunting game.
This forced Nan Huan to rethink the entire side quest.
Why are all the players in this game ghosts when they first start?
Nan Huan puts himself in the perspective of the game. If only one or two ghosts are selected from the players, then under the restrictions of this rule, you can also see the players killing each other.
There's no need to sacrifice NPCs, and you can watch a free show, so why not?
But the game turns all the players into ghosts, and it not only torments the players, but also the NPCs.
Nan Huan has not forgotten the scenes just now.
Although there are only sporadic news and the full picture is unknown, it has basically been confirmed by Nanhuan that all the men in Fengmenling may have died.
The side quest says that all villagers are humans, in other words, villagers who are still alive.
Since there was no hope for the men anymore, Nan Huan had no choice but to turn his attention to the few women around.
As the village chief, he should be more familiar with the situation in the village.
Nan Huan couldn't speak, so he had to pull out the stool leg that he had just placed on his shoulder and write on the ground.
The village chief and Xiao Wang were suddenly brought back to reality by this question. They looked at the person in front of them clearly and seemed to think of the scene just now.
I couldn't help but move back, worried that I would disappear soon.
Xiao Wang was trembling with fear and kept hiding behind the village chief. Only then did he realize that the opponent he had just attacked was not someone to be trifled with.
Don’t ask, if you ask, I’ll just say I have a little regret.
"Although I am very curious about what you did in the past, I don't have time to waste with you right now."
In fact, Nan Huan is a paper tiger, and she can only be harmed by magic. If Xiao Wang and the village chief were to use the Black Tiger Heart-Digger on her now, she might die here.
Therefore, he could only temporarily not give the other party a chance to breathe and think carefully, and make use of the power he had just used.
"Just answer when I ask you."
She picked up the table leg, wrote two more lines, and then pretended to be impatient and pushed against the two of them.
The village chief, Xiao Wang, was a little calmer, fearing that they would answer slowly and cause the person in front of them to disagree.
"The village... the five Li families at the east end, the four Qi families at Moshifang..." The village chief stuttered and read out the names of several people. It seemed that he knew the answer to the question raised by Nan Huan, but he was not sure what the other party wanted to do by suddenly asking this.
Nan Huan's expression was not very good, "Are you sure there are only this many?"
Nan Huan used the table leg to quickly write a few words, his brows unconsciously furrowed.
"There are only these seventeen households, I'm sure." The village chief was confused, "Is there something wrong?"
Of course that’s not right. This number is wrong. How could there be only seventeen?
That is to say, even if the game does not set any intermediate difficulty, there will be a ghost who cannot transform into a human from the very beginning.
According to the rules of the game, couples are one, which means that two people are destined to be eliminated from the beginning, but this does not fit the tone of the game.
Because there is already a time limit of three o'clock, it is equivalent to a limit. Other conditions within the specified time are the same, and players will be at the same competitive level.
But now it is obvious that the fate of two people has been determined before the game officially starts.
This is really wrong. It's like the game doesn't care about the rules and starts killing people indiscriminately.
But when we just entered the dungeon, the system announced the death rules through the tour guide. Isn't this contradictory?
Or maybe I have overlooked something?
Could it be that among the families the village chief just mentioned, there is one with two women?
Nan Huan quickly denied this answer. If this was the case, it should be balanced and there would not be seventeen families. Otherwise, it would be difficult for players to understand the meaning behind this clue.
Seeing that if the village chief asked more questions, he might be exposed, so Nan Huan left the two brides covered in wounds and walked out of the main house.
The moment she looked up, she saw that the thick fog that had originally surrounded the house had dissipated at some point.
She walked out of the door cautiously, and according to the answer the village chief had just given, she prepared to find a house first to see the situation.
The whole village was quiet, without any sound or light.
She originally thought that it might be a little difficult to find the specific house based on the approximate location provided by the village chief.
But after taking just two steps, Nan Huan discovered that it might not be that difficult.
Because just like the village chief's house, the few houses passing by Nanhuan either have bare, empty doors.
Or the house would be surrounded by white fog, and people outside could not get in, and people inside could not get out.
It seems that all players, like himself, have entered a specific range and are experiencing something.
The remaining men were most likely conscripted to watch.
She didn't know if she was the first to notice that there was a difference in the number of people, that there were some weird people on this mission.
Nan Huan was still bothered by his recent discovery.
If this is not a bug, but the game operates this way intentionally, then players who find that the number of people is wrong should be able to find some clues from this.
There are only 17 people, but there are 18 ghosts, but there is a 100% sure way to complete the mission.
Is there anything that you have overlooked?
It is impossible for the game to deliberately set this difference for players for no reason.
Nan Huan did not have such a grand idea of self-sacrifice, she just cared a little about what reward would be behind the answer to this mystery.
She went over what the tour guide had said over and over again, thinking about the information that might have been overlooked.
Suddenly, Nan Huan seemed to have thought of something and stopped.
She had originally thought of going to Moshifang to meet the four families nearby, but now she changed her mind.
If her idea was right, then this opportunity only came once, and she had to act quickly.
The wounds on Nan Huan's body were still aching, which made her movements more inconvenient, but she still looked around as she walked, not knowing what she was looking for.
On the other hand, after Bei Xi and Nan Huan put on the masks, they felt a chill on their hands.
Then, when she woke up, she found that Nan Huan was gone. To be precise, she was no longer in the room.
When she found that the virtual panel could not be used and her movements were restricted, she wanted to find Nan Huan immediately.
Whether the virtual panel is limited or the movements are not flexible enough, it does not have much impact on me.
But it’s different for Nanhuan. If someone takes advantage of the situation and takes a picture of this ghost, it will be a big trouble.
Then Bei Xi saw two big men in wedding dresses appearing outside the door. She didn't quite understand these quirks that might be role-playing, and didn't want to explore the story behind this behavior.
After confirming that they were not "humans", he subdued the two men neatly and prepared to leave.
She has no personal skills. Her abilities were acquired before she entered the game. She is just having difficulty in moving now, which will not cause much impact.
Dealing with two fake brides who are powerless is even a piece of cake.
But there was always thick fog outside the house and she couldn't get out.
In the end, in order to get out of here as soon as possible, Bei Xi had to grab the two of them and continue the process.
Finally, when she saw all the men in the room starting to tear off the bride's clothes, she almost crushed the corner of the table.
After understanding everyone's intentions, he picked up sticks and struck, and all the things of unknown origin in the room were quickly cleared out.
The thick fog surrounding the house finally dissipated, and Bei Xi found himself being taken to a house at the west end of the village.
After coming out, she went to the village chief's house according to her memory.
In her opinion, whether or not she could become a human was not the most important thing. What she needed to do first was to ensure Nan Huan's safety.
At that time, although Bei Xi knew that Nan Huan could absorb a certain substance in the copy, he could not be sure that the wine glass used in the wedding ceremony contained exactly this substance.
However, Bei Xi didn't expect that he had acted so quickly, but he met another masked player halfway.
Bei Xi's reaction was quick, and his five senses were not weakened due to being restricted.
Even from a long distance away, she could hear footsteps coming from another fork in the road.
The sound is not empty, there is no hesitation, and the frequency is consistent without pause.
The visitor knows where he wants to go.
This frequency is neither Nanhuan nor 19.
After all, Bei Xi could hear the difference in the footsteps of the people around him.
Although these two answers were ruled out, Bei Xi still did not dodge.
Firstly, now both of them are players and in ghost status, so there is no question of who pats whose shoulder.
Secondly, given Beixi's current state, she felt that none of the remaining players were her match, and there was nothing to avoid. After all, she didn't want to delay her search for Nanhuan because of this.
But Bei Xi didn't have any intention of communicating. When the two of them turned from different forks in the road onto the same road leading to the village chief's house, they stopped at the same time and looked at each other with a little more fear in their eyes.
"Is that the president? I'm Lingyue."
The player behind stared at Bei Xi for a long time, and finally tentatively scratched the ground a few times with a stone.
Bei Xi and Ling Yue had known each other for too short a time, so there was no way for him to identify the person in front of him based on a few actions.
The other party is now introducing himself and is also waiting for confirmation.
But before Bei Xi could answer, a loud noise was heard in front of a courtyard of a house not far away.
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