Chapter 74: The Wandering Travel Group (V)
Nan Huan closed his eyes and reviewed the rules he had just heard in his mind.
The game is not complicated. To sum it up in one sentence, they have to take pictures of as many people as possible without being photographed by others, and they also have to find their own partners.
The most important thing is to protect yourself from being photographed.
Otherwise, according to the existing rules, the identities of humans and ghosts can be transferred by patting each other on the shoulders.
But once you become a ghost, the mission will fail completely and you will be left here.
Now, the first thing to confirm is her other features besides her face and body shape.
Nan Huan opened his eyes and checked his virtual panel.
As expected, the panel has been banned.
Although this is expected, after all, the game gives such a task.
They also took great pains to erase the faces and figures of all the players. To put it bluntly, this was to increase the difficulty and not let everyone find a partner so easily.
But Nan Huan couldn't help but sigh.
Skills and props were banned and had no effect on Bei Xi. There was no one else in the entire game who could match his skillful skills.
The more troublesome thing is herself. She has no skills, she can't protect herself, and her safety cannot be guaranteed. This is the first headache.
Hiding here and waiting for Beixi to come find him is also an idea, but the prerequisite is that there is no threat here and no player deliberately takes advantage of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
As soon as Nan Huan figured out the second question, he immediately denied the possibility.
After all, most of the players came to this dungeon following her and Bei Xi, and now they finally had a chance to play a game and separate the two.
With such a good opportunity, even if everyone is a ghost at the beginning and cannot cause any substantial damage, it is still very likely that they will deliberately cause some trouble.
As for the first question.
In the darkness, Nan Huan opened his eyes and looked towards the door.
In the silent night, there was a faint rustling sound that seemed to be approaching.
Nan Huan stood up quietly, wanting to check the source of the sound in order to prepare himself.
As a result, after moving a little, he gave up the idea of exploring and decided to hide for a while.
Because she found that her limbs were very stiff and she could not move like a normal person.
This dog game is so worried that familiar players might be able to figure out something from each other's behavior that it goes to such lengths.
In her current condition, not only can she not run away when she encounters someone, she can even stumble when walking normally.
It seems that there is really no loophole in S-level missions.
Nan Huan found the only shaky table in the room, removed its two legs, used one as a weapon and hid the other in his pocket.
She put the table down to use as a cover and kept an eye on what was happening outside.
The rustling sound was getting louder, like heavy footsteps, but it seemed that the movement was not smooth, as if it had to stop every two steps.
The door of the guest room is an old-fashioned opening and closing door. Even if it is closed tightly, there is still a gap.
Nan Huan's eyes had adapted to the darkness. She looked through the table in the bunker and tried to see something through the narrow crack in the door.
All of a sudden, the thing outside the door seemed to have noticed something, and the footsteps suddenly quickened.
A faint dark red light shone through the crack in the door.
Sizzle, sizzle——
The moment the footsteps stopped, a shrill voice rang out again.
The sound was like the friction of metals, and it made people cover their ears.
Nan Huan could feel that something had stopped at the door.
She couldn't sense the breath of living people and could only judge by the sound.
Nan Huan did not forget that this was the village chief's home.
But if it was Xiao Wang and the village chief outside, she would be almost trapped in a jar, so why didn't they just rush in?
Nan Huan tightened the stick in his hand and prepared himself for a fight.
The next second, the tightly closed door was blown open by a gust of wind that came from nowhere.
Nan Huan, who was hiding behind the table, had his pupils dilated unconsciously.
I saw that in the originally ordinary courtyard, there were suddenly a few dim red lanterns hanging, emitting a strange and faint red light.
Two brides in Chinese opera costumes stood at the door, scratching the door with their long nails on their bony fingers.
A gust of wind blew and lifted the brides' veils. Nan Huan made eye contact with the village chief and Xiao Wang under the veils.
The village chief and Xiao Wang are of average looks, neither pretty nor handsome.
But even so, the two burly men looked out of place in the bride's wedding dresses.
Especially the village chief, who had a half-beard and pretended to be shy like a bride.
Nan Huan's habit of embarrassing others had enabled her to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.
It should have been a horror scene, but because of some inexplicable humor, it became horror in another sense.
Nan Huan pinched the palm of her hand, and the pain told her that this was probably not an illusion.
Although she didn't know how a good ghost catching game suddenly turned into an alternative role-playing game, she did not act rashly.
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please take your seats."
With a loud bang, the village chief and Xiao Wang turned their heads at the same time without any warning, looked towards where Nan Huan was, and shouted in unison.
Nan Huan finally understood what the red lanterns meant, but when she looked at the courtyard shrouded in the eerie red color, she couldn't tell that this was the atmosphere of a wedding.
And at this wedding, is there only one bride? There are two at once.
She worried that this was a trick by the humans in the game, trying to trick her out of the room.
Although the cost-effectiveness of this trick is too low, and it is obviously a significant deviation from the main line, Nanhuan still did not move.
The other party did not take action first. Nan Huan suspected that there was some prohibition in the house, which made the other party dare not step in.
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please take your seats."
After a moment's stalemate, the two brides looked back at the red lanterns and continued to urge Nan Huan with obvious anxiety on their faces.
Nan Huan followed their gaze and found that the color of the lantern seemed a little brighter than before.
The main house can be vaguely seen in the yard, decorated with lights and emitting a faint red light.
This time, the two were not as patient and did not give Nan Huan time to react. They held hands and seemed to be going to cross the threshold and come in directly.
Nan Huan frowned and found that there were no restrictions in the room at all.
It’s just that the two of them had difficulty moving. They bent over when walking, with somewhat painful expressions on their faces.
Seeing that Nan Huan was not cooperating much, he glared at him fiercely.
But because the bride's behavior cannot be too frivolous, they are forced to smile without showing their teeth. When these two emotions conflict on their faces, it becomes an indescribable expression of embarrassment.
At this point Nan Huan could no longer sit there and wait for death. The space in the room was not big, so she could only use the stick in her hand to move back diagonally towards the room farthest from them.
At the same time, he observed the expressions of the two people and the direction of the door, trying to see if he could find an opportunity to slip out.
This behavior of Nanhuan moving further and further away seemed to annoy the brides.
As they approached Nanhuan, they made convincing arguments.
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please take your seats."
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please take your seats."
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The two people's voices began to overlap and became louder and louder, even harsher than the sound of fingernails scratching the door just now. Nan Huan's head began to buzz.
She is unable to move easily now, so she can only try her best, so she dare not be careless at all.
After all, she did not forget that if a human patted her on the shoulder, she would become a ghost forever.
As the distance got closer, a drop of cold sweat dripped down Nan Huan's forehead.
Although it was dark in the room, it did not affect the brides' movements.
Nan Huan waited until the two men slowly approached and were within the range of the stick, then he quietly turned his less flexible wrist behind his back.
He raised the stick and used all his strength to hit Xiao Wang on the head.
Xiao Wang obviously didn't expect that the guest in front of him would be so rude and actually use violence against the bride.
Blood flowed from Xiao Wang's head, and his already unsteady body bent down unconsciously because of the pain.
Nan Huan seized the opportunity and ran out the door.
After all, there were two people on the other side, and Nan Huan was not sure if he could pat their shoulders.
If the opponent hits you back, you're done. What's more, the game does not limit the number of times a ghost can hit a person, or a person can hit a ghost.
She wasn't sure she could hit the target with one strike, and she wasn't sure she wouldn't be hit a second time, so her current goal was to run away.
Because of the limitations of the game, she felt like a robot with rusty limbs, running stumblingly.
As for the village chief and Xiao Wang behind him, although they had difficulty moving for unknown reasons, they were much stronger than Nanhuan.
Coupled with this blow, it seemed that the village chief and Xiao Wang were both angry.
Without caring about the bride's manners, the two of them turned around and chased after her.
The aftermath of anger was that Nan Huan felt a cold palm wind coming from behind him before he even stepped out of the house.
It seems that there is no way to avoid it, so I can only try my best.
Nan Huan had no time to dodge. When this thought flashed through his mind, he thought about turning around and hitting the other party after the other party missed the first hit.
She was silent for two seconds.
As expected, the table leg across my shoulder was not hit, broken or pierced as expected.
When her slender fingers touched the other person's shoulder, she realized that her shoulder blade seemed to be pierced by something, and cold air was blowing in.
And Xiao Wang was much closer to him than he had expected, and their postures were like twisting a doughnut, which was not very proper.
When Xiao Wang pulled back his blood-stained nails, Nan Huan suddenly felt a piercing pain.
But other than that, nothing happened.
The system did not make any announcement, her body was still stiff, the mask on her face was not removed, and the virtual panel was not unlocked.
In other words, she patted Xiao Wang's shoulder, but she did not turn from a ghost into a human.
The scene at the moment is indescribably weird.
She stood very close to Xiao Wang, and both of them stared at their hands.
The only difference is that Xiao Wang's fingernails are stained with his own blood, while Nan Huan's hand is on the other's shoulder.
Xiao Wang didn't seem to expect that Nan Huan would pat his shoulder.
He didn't quite understand the other party's behavior for a moment, wondering whether it was a gesture of goodwill, so he was a little stunned.
But he was still very satisfied to see that Nan Huan had indeed stopped because of this.
What's going on? Is there some system delay?
Although this situation had never happened, Nan Huan still patted Xiao Wang's shoulders twice without giving up.
There was another five seconds of silence, and still nothing happened.
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please take your seats."
Xiao Wang is like a humanoid voice notification service. He only says this one sentence over and over again, and this is the only response he can give.
If Nan Huan hadn't been forbidden from speaking in the game, she would have asked.
But now it is obvious that Xiao Wang cannot communicate at all. He is like an NPC who is wound up and can only follow the routine.
Nan Huan did not give up. Regardless of the wound on his shoulder blade, he patted the village chief on the shoulder with great effort.
Still got an answer that was not surprising.
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please take your seats."
The virtual panel was disabled, the system was not online, and Nan Huan could not speak.
The bad news is that she has no clues now and is not sure why she did not turn into a human even though she tapped someone on the shoulder.
The good news is that the village chief and Xiao Wang will not tap her on the shoulder and turn her into a ghost.
And at the moment, it seems that the two have no intention of killing me.
Nan Huan was entangled and couldn't walk away. He didn't expect that he would have several holes on his body before he even left the yard.
Although she couldn't speak, she pointed to the main house at the other end of the yard, indicating that she was willing to play the role of a guest and go through the process.
Although the system had always had problems with my personal skills, there had never been any mistakes in the notification of task completion, rewards, and game progress.
Therefore, Nan Huan tends to believe that there is no bug in the game. In other words, he did not take a picture of a human, so the ghost did not turn into a human.
Judging from the way they were dressed, their unnaturally long and sharp nails, and the fact that they didn't look angry at all, Nan Huan wasn't too surprised to learn that the other person wasn't human.
But she did not forget that the mission description said that all the villagers were human beings.
There's no way a game this smart could be inconsistent.
In other words, there is a trap hidden in the description of this mission.
All villagers are human beings, but if someone has passed away, they cannot be counted as a villager, then that makes sense.
So what are these two things in front of me now?
Perhaps it was because Nan Huan's gaze was too naked, the village chief and Xiao Wang were a little overwhelmed.
Seeing that the other party expressed his willingness to go to the main house with them, they could pretend not to see other things for the time being. After all, the lanterns outside the yard were getting brighter and brighter.
The wound on her body was a penetrating wound. Apart from the pain and the wind blowing in, there was nothing serious.
Nan Huan cooperated very well and walked out of the house, taking the opportunity to look outside the yard.
It turned out that the thick white fog that appeared when we entered the village had gathered around us again at some point.
It was all white. Not only could you not see the houses of other villagers, but even the area outside the village chief's house was not clear.
Only the red lanterns in the yard reflected the red silk on the door of the main house.
Nan Huan found that getting married still requires more people. After all, with the atmosphere group, everyone can gather together and celebrate together in a lively atmosphere.
But now, there was no beating of drums and gongs, no coming and going of congratulations, and only a couple who were not quite accepted by the secular world were left. The whole wedding was filled with an indescribable eeriness.
If I had a choice, I would just have a wedding for three people.
In addition to the newlyweds, the third person can be the witness, the pastor, or even the parent of one party if that is the worst option. It will never be the turn of a guest.
Since the game has this link, it either contains information or may trigger something.
As long as he couldn't get out for the time being and was sure that his life was not in danger, Nanhuan didn't mind exploring.
The main house is slightly larger, with red silk wrapped around the front of the hall and red lanterns hanging on the gatehouse.
It was a peaceful and joyful scene, except for the black wooden board on the main seat that looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.
Yes, there are no seats for the main hall at the front like in a normal wedding.
It was just a simple wooden table with a black board standing on it and two unlit white candles standing on either side.
It is not a normal black tablet, but more like a piece of wood that was chopped from somewhere.
It was an irregular shape, and nothing else could be seen except that it was pitch black.
But at this time, it was placed on the main table in a very formal manner, accepting the kneeling worship of the newlyweds.
After entering the main room, the two brides no longer paid any attention to Nan Huan, but knelt directly in front of the main table.
The veil was blown up by the wind, covering the two faces again.
Nan Huan found a seat closest to the door and sat down, just in case anything unexpected happened and he could escape in time.
The moment the two knelt down, the lanterns inside and outside the house suddenly became brighter.
Red halos intertwined and white candles were lit.
A silent wedding, a wedding with only two brides, began.
There is no bowing to heaven and earth, no bowing to parents, and no bowing to each other by husband and wife.
The moment the candles were lit, Xiao Wang and the village chief just kowtowed to the ground desperately.
The two of them rushed forward, knocking their heads to the ground desperately, as if they were afraid that they would be punished if they were slow.
Oh, no, strictly speaking, they are no longer alive. After all, Nan Huan has just verified this.
The thumping sound became more and more frequent. The veil was already stained with bright red blood and stuck to the face.
Nan Huan couldn't speak, but her eyes were always on the black wooden board.
It’s a pity that the wooden board has not changed at all from beginning to end.
Apart from the two candles that strangely ignited on their own, there was nothing unusual.
After an unknown amount of time, the bright red lanterns gradually dimmed.
The time for the two to salute finally came to an end, and Xiao Wang and the village chief stood up tremblingly.
The red embroidered dress was already damp, and there was a stain on the veil, making her look extremely disheveled.
The two staggered towards the main table, and Nan Huan discovered that two ladle-like objects had appeared on the main table, tied with red strings and filled with black liquid.
Thanks to the fact that she had watched a lot of TV dramas, she knew that the next step would be the Heqin Ceremony, which means drinking wine from the same cup.
But on TV, this part usually happens in the bridal chamber, but now it has been brought forward.
Especially Nan Huan, after just one look, he already started to get excited.
Because she felt that familiar feeling of wanting to devour again, especially after her health points increased, this feeling became more and more obvious.
Especially the little king and the village chief, who took off their veils, looked embarrassed, and it was obvious that they did not like this process.
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