Infinite spooky game

Chapter 114 Double Happiness Town ([-]) Dream and Reality
In the Temple of Joy, the ear chamber on the right has been sealed by a rotten old man and a field of maggots. On the left is a coffin, and in the innermost part is a statue. The space for players to move is only about twenty square meters.

Two statues, a man and a woman, laughed "hee hee" and shook their heads, blocking both ends of the corridor and outflanking the player from two directions.

Qisi leaned against the coffin as if he were boneless, and hid his right hand behind his back to pick out the nails at the corners of the coffin. The nails that were not tightened very firmly in the first place became even more loose.

The bride seemed to be aware of his movement, turned around and rushed towards him. In a few seconds, she crossed the candlestick and raised her stiff arms to catch him.

A ghastly chill hit his face, and the smell of decay lingered at the tip of his nose. Qis suppressed the urge to vomit, and turned sideways to avoid the blue-black claws. The hand clasped on the corner of the coffin still grasped the nails tightly.

He finally found the right angle, turned his wrist, and with a click, the coffin nails came out of the nail holes, and the nail tips collided with the bronze coffin lid, making a crisp sound.

As if some seal had been released, the coffin body, which had been warmed by body temperature and thin sweat from the back, suddenly burst out with ice-like cold air, stinging the bones.

Qisi's hand was still pressed against the gap in the coffin lid, touching the cold and sticky liquid.

He withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes to see the dark red blood on his palm; when he looked down again, he saw wisps of blood slowly overflowing from the cracks in the coffin, just like the photos he saw in the photo album of his cell phone on the first day.

"Woooooooooooo...help me..."

"Please... let me out..."

Ai Ai's cries came out from the coffin, causing resonance and echo. For a while, gnat-like cries sounded from all directions, one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There were banging sounds again and again in the coffin, and it was shaking violently from top to bottom, as if something inside was about to break through the restraints and crawl out.

The movement was not small, even louder than the ghost that the statue turned into.Shang Qingbei's hand holding the paper and pen shook, and he wrote the word "Qi" into a different "Zhai".

The groom was already in front of him, his strange smiling face was getting closer and closer, and his arms were dancing and stretched out.Shang Qingbei had to stop writing, holding a bunch of things in his arms and ducking to the left ear room, almost hitting the bride who was confronting Qisi.

He cursed lowly, changed the direction and passed by, retreating behind a coffin, and then heard the sound of hitting the coffin board getting louder and louder.

Shang Qingbei jumped like a frog.Thinking of the sneaky way Qis leaned on the coffin before, he roared: "Qi Wen! What on earth did you do?"

Ziss remained calm, held the nails tightly, turned over and jumped to the side of a nearby coffin.Fortunately, the abnormality did not spread among the coffins. Except for the previous coffin, the other coffins were lying quietly and extremely well-behaved.

Hearing Shang Qingbei's angry shouts, he felt like laughing inappropriately, so he raised the coffin nail in his hand and shook it at Shang Qingbei, slightly bending the corners of his lips.

Shang Qingbei caught a glimpse of the nail holes in the corners of the coffin and understood the whole story almost immediately.He swore a curse word and wanted to strangle Qisi to death.

Mental illness, right?Two ghosts are not enough, we need to release more, right?

The sound of "dong dong dong" is endless, going back and forth with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

The bride missed the attack, staggered due to inertia, and fell to the ground.After a few seconds of delay, it turned over and stood upright, steadied itself precariously, and raised its hand to strike at Qiss again.

Zeiss held the coffin nails in front of him and met the bride's paws.The moment the tip of the nail touched the palm of her hand, the bride let out a scream of pain, and wisps of black smoke escaped from her palm, as if it was burned by flames.

[Soul-suppressing coffin: There are soul-suppressing nails on the four corners, which can ward off evil spirits and suppress ghosts. 】

The description of the entry was vivid in his mind, and Qisi knew that he had made the right bet. The Soul-Suppressing Nail really had a restraining effect on the weird.

The more things go on, the more weird things will become. There is a solution to any crisis. It is impossible for the dungeon not to give players a chance to counterattack...

Injured by the Soul-Suppressing Nail, the bride took a few steps back in a daze, and then looked at Qisi with fearful eyes.

It quickly realized that it had nothing to do with the young man in front of it, so it turned 45 degrees to the right and locked onto Shang Qingbei, who had just found a place without interference and took out a pen and paper to write.

The groom just missed his attack on Shang Qingbei, but now he slowly followed behind the bride and leaned closer.

Shang Qingbei had to interrupt his writing again, ducked through the gap between the coffins, and ran in the other direction.

He has noticed that the two ghosts are not very fast. As long as he changes positions frequently, he will not be attacked.

The sudden death point must have a time limit, you just need to hold on until the crisis is over...

Shang Qingbei thought about it piecemeal, panting as he walked around the still shaking coffin. When he looked up, he saw Qis sitting on the coffin in the corner, calmly playing with the nails in his hand.

He made a prompt decision, turned around and rushed over.

The sound of footsteps came along with the sound of breathing. Qisi was interrupted from his train of thought. He looked up at Shang Qingbei, who was obviously planning to divert trouble to the east, and said with a half-smile but not a smile: "The soul-killing nails on the corners of the coffin can restrain ghosts. I want to use them." Just take it yourself.”

He paused for a moment and said in a joking tone: "At present, it seems that if there is one missing nail in the coffin, nothing will happen. At most, it will cause a little noise."

Shang Qingbei was stunned when he heard this, and then thought of the prompt on his phone, and belatedly understood the reason why Qi Si pulled out the nails in the coffin.

At that moment, he hid behind Qiss and quickly pulled out a nail from the coffin where Qiss was sitting. He held it in his hand like a charm and held it in front of him.

The next second, there were cries and crashes in the coffin that had lost a new nail.

Two sound sources were squeezed into the small space, and the excitement was a bit too much for a while.Shang Qingbei stared at the statues of the bride and groom, silently counting the seconds, and saw them stopping one meter away, hesitating in circles, but not moving forward, knowing that the point of death had passed.

With the soul-suppressing nail in hand, the two ghosts did not dare to approach.Although two coffins were missing a nail each, the bodies inside could not escape except for making louder noises.

The situation seems to have reached a delicate balance. Neither the players nor the ghosts can do anything to the other. All that needs to be overcome next is the illusory fear.

Shang Qingbei let out a long breath, suddenly remembered something, and looked in the direction of the statue.

Du Xiaoyu was so frightened that his legs were weak from the very beginning. Now he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, lying unconscious in front of the statue.

And the red-clothed statue came down from the shrine at some point and stood one step away from Du Xiaoyu, maintaining a posture with slightly lowered eyes, as if pity and jest.

Having just escaped from death, Shang Qingbei didn't care about Du Xiaoyu's life or death.He stared at the statue, as if trying to discern something from it.

The banging sound of "dong dong" was endless, and the statues of the groom and the bride were anxiously wandering nearby, exuding a palpable corpse smell.Qis finally saw clearly that the shells of the two statues contained not soil embryos, but corpses that had turned green.

The skin of the corpse seems to have been treated with a special technique, giving it the smooth texture of plastic sheeting; clay and glazed grass are brushed on the surface of the corpse, falling like dead skin as the corpse moves.

It's quite creative, but unfortunately the anti-corrosion is very poor, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the craftsmanship.

"Qi Wen, look at the statue of the God of Joy..." Shang Qingbei suddenly spoke up, interrupting Qisi's thoughts.

Qisi turned his head and looked past the pale green groom and bride to the statue standing next to Du Xiaoyu.

Coming down from the shrine seems to be the limit of what it can do. At this time, it is motionless, as if it is just a cold dead thing.

It seems to have no interest in attacking players. It is facing the direction of the door from beginning to end, as if it is yearning for the outside world and wants to get out of the Temple of Joy to see what it looks like.

"Has his face changed?" Shang Qingbei's voice was filled with palpable panic.

Qisi saw that the familiar face of the God of Joy had become unfamiliar. The contours were much softer and the facial features were slightly shifted. It was astonishing that the face of the God of Joy had changed from a male to a female. It was the face of a beautiful woman. .

——The deed that originally possessed the statue was gone, and the statue naturally changed back to its original state.

He came here like this, probably trying to imply something, but unfortunately the meaning was too vague and I couldn't understand it for the time being.

Qisi knew the reason, but looked at Shang Qingbei with a puzzled look on his face, pretending to be ignorant and asked: "What has changed? The statue looked like this when we came in. Or...the statue you saw is different from me Did you see something different?”

"Ah?" Shang Qingbei's face turned pale, "You really didn't see anything unusual?"

Qisi's tone was sincere: "I really didn't see anything. Why don't you describe what you saw."

"..."

For a time, countless strange speculations grew in Shang Qingbei's heart, including whether he had triggered some death point...

He opened his mouth to say something more, and then he thought of the common horror movie trope of "something will happen when you realize something is wrong"...

After weighing the pros and cons, he could only purse his lips, turn his face away as calmly as possible, and digest his fear alone.

After scaring the child, Qiss lowered his head to the soundtrack of "dong dong dong" on the coffin board, and replayed in his memory everything he had experienced after entering the dungeon.

The paper money in his pocket fell to the ground after dealing with the statue. He stared at the white ring for a while and asked coldly: "Shang Qingbei, the ghost with my face in your dream last night , did you take paper money?"

The words triggered memories, and the scene of the young man raising his hand to grab a handful of paper money from the wind and stuffing it into his pocket appeared in Shang Qingbei's eyes, and he answered truthfully: "Yes, at that time I advised you to wait until daytime to investigate again," You said that danger and opportunity coexist, so you must pull me out."

Zeiss narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that in his "dream" last night, after he and "Li Yao" walked out of the door one after another, paper money was thrown into the air.

"Li Yao" took the lead in grabbing a handful of paper money. When he saw that his teammates had done what he wanted to do, he was too lazy to move any more.After all, the cold weather in the dream was extremely biting, and he didn't want to take his hands out of his trouser pockets at all.

After waking up from the dream, he had paper money in his pocket. Naturally, it couldn't have been given to him by the ghost incarnate as "Li Yao", so there was only one possibility left...

Qisi said lukewarmly: "Maybe the 'ghost' in your dream is indeed me, or in other words, it was me part of the time."

When Shang Qingbei heard this, he almost blurted out, "You really have a problem," but his reason kept him silent and listened quietly to Qisi's words.

"In the beginning, only the two of us woke up from the dream. We went out to explore together, hoping to find clues to the world view of this copy. And after we went out, to be precise, it was at a certain point after I stuffed the paper money into my pocket. , we are being pulled into the nightmare without even realizing it.”

After stating the facts, Ziss changed into a questioning tone: "But I'm curious, why does the dungeon go to the trouble of creating a serial dream that involves all the players?"

"If it's just to confuse our judgment, we can continue the plot of the two of us going out to explore together, and then give a bunch of messy images. This will not only have a disturbing effect, but also won't let me notice that something is wrong because of the paper money issue. "

"Does this mean that it is necessary to separate the two of us in the dream? Why did the copy separate us? Does it want us to experience different plots separately, or does it simply want one of us to do something?"

Shang Qingbei was getting closer and closer to the truth as he listened to Qisi's reasoning, and a thin layer of sweat gradually broke out on his back.

A speculation that had been suppressed resurfaced again: Does "Qi Wen" know something?
He suddenly raised his eyes and saw that the young man turned his face and stared into his eyes: "Shang Qingbei, I have always wanted to ask you, how did you wake up from a dream within a dream?"

"Didn't I tell you before? I suddenly woke up after a fall. Do you suspect that I have hidden clues?" Shang Qingbei spoke very quickly, "If there is really something that someone wants me to do, I can't think of it. If you discover me, I can continue the plot of you and I going out to explore in your dream..."

Qiss asked with great interest: "How can you be sure that what I suspect is 'what does a certain existence want to do with you' rather than 'the copy wants us to experience different plots'?"

Shang Qingbei realized that he had been tricked and retorted quickly: "Your context clearly indicates that you suspect that I have contact with the NPC. If you want to know anything, you can just say it directly. There is no need to set up such a rubbish trap."

Qisla said a long "Oh" and continued: "I do suspect that some of us have contact with a certain existence in the copy. Constructing the serial dream is a story to lay out suspicions, and creating what happened last night is just a must. The illusion of drama.”

"If there are only two of us dreaming about each other, then the problem is obviously one of us; and if five people happen to form a circle, and the content of the dreams is very different, then the scope of suspicion will expand. Everyone has it. There may be problems, which means that everyone is fine."

He slowed down his speaking speed and asked word by word: "The illusion is to conceal the truth, so what can the truth be?"

Outside the temple gate, a crisp sound of bells rang out from far to near.

Shang Qingbei pursed his lips, raised his ears, and paid careful attention to what was going on outside.

Chiss also held his breath and kept silent.

He noticed that after the bell rang, the statues of the bride and groom turned awkwardly and moved towards the shrine.

They did not move slowly, and soon reached the body of Du Xiaoyu, but they did not stop for a second, but went straight back to the lower part of the shrine, and remained motionless after returning to their respective positions.

——I feel like a child who hears the footsteps of his parents while secretly playing on the computer.

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