Infinite spooky game

Chapter 117 Shuangxi Town ([-]) Going to the Dry Well
Li Yao lay in the coffin, listening to the sound of people gradually disappearing.

The suona sounded sadly, and the sharp and harsh music gradually changed its tune, which was very much like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Li Yao felt like her consciousness was like a loose needle, swinging between clarity and blur. The messy information washed over her memory, and she was unable to extract her own existence from it.

Xu Yao murmured to herself, but also seemed to be telling others: "Don't forget who you are, start with the most recent and most important ones, and recall the things you have experienced..."

"I am a supernatural novelist with no plot talent. I can only write some specious ghost stories. I contribute to the magazine "Supernatural World" every week. In the first few years, I sent manuscripts to it, and later changed to sending emails. I’m not used to it yet…”

Li Yao took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to stay calm: "I entered the game a month ago. I wasn't too scared at first. I thought I could draw inspiration for writing. It wasn't until the third copy that I became scared... Haha, That day was November [-]th, and it happened to be my birthday..."

"Someone is coming." Xu Yao said.

Li Yao was startled, subconsciously pursed her lips, held her breath and suppressed her voice.

Heavy footsteps, messy, panting... maybe the person coming is really a person?

……

Liu Bingding consumed a prop and finally got rid of the pursuit of the two paper figures.

Ever since he was selected by Weird Games, his goals have been clear.Survival is the first priority, and fulfillment of wishes is just an add-on.

He was born mediocre, but he was steady, cautious, and kind to others, so he successfully lived as an official copy.All the points he saved were used to buy life-saving items.

He is a very pragmatic person. In his opinion, it is as long as he can live, and he does not consider how long it is.

After walking around Xu's house, Liu Bingding roughly figured out the rules of the entire mansion - it was very different from the layout of the houses in some costume dramas he participated in.

He quickly used his impressions to plan a route that would allow him to sneak out through the back door while avoiding people.

There is no rush to find Miss Xu, the most important thing is to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

Thinking like this, Liu Bingding kept his body low and stayed in the shadow of the corridor, passed through the moon gate, walked around the stone screen, passed by the woodshed, and walked all the way to a side door of the mansion.

The small door was ajar, and he pulled it open, making a small "squeak" sound in the silence.

He stepped out of the door, turned around and saw that no one had been disturbed. He was relieved when he heard a harsh suona sound.

The narrow streets are filled with white mist, and the whistling black shadows are sailing in the mist carrying a black coffin.

Liu Bingding moved over quietly and followed the funeral procession.

He saw that a group of dark coffins had stopped at the team's destination...

……

Outside the gate of the house, Qisi held his mobile phone, while Shang Qingbei and Du Xiaoyu listened carefully.

After the call was connected, Xu Wen said softly on the phone: "I know where I am. I am at the bottom of the well. There are many ghosts here. Come and save me..."

Chiss asked, "How do you know you're at the bottom of a well?"

Xu Wen's voice paused for a breath, and then she said calmly: "Not long ago, I remembered something. I had an argument with them when I was collecting wind. Then I don't know what happened, and I suddenly lost my strength. They So he threw me into the well..."

Du Xiaoyu still couldn't figure out the situation, while Shang Qingbei raised his eyes and looked at Qisi.

After being thrown into the well, she would either fall to death or drown. When Xu Wen said these words, she was sideways admitting that she was not a living person.How should you deal with a ghost who calls a living person for help even though he knows he is a ghost?

Qisi Ruo was unaware and continued to ask: "Why did you and them have a dispute?"

"I don't remember." Xu Wen's voice lowered, "I only remember that we had a very fierce argument. I seemed to want to take someone away, maybe I wanted to leave myself, but they wouldn't let me go..."

Zeiss glanced down at his pocket watch.40 seconds have passed. Based on the call duration on the first day, he only has 20 seconds left to ask questions.

At that moment, he interrupted: "Yesterday you didn't say there were ghosts over there. Did these ghosts appear out of thin air?"

The voice on the phone suddenly became silent, and there was no sound of breathing for a moment.Two seconds later, Xu Wen's confused voice sounded in the silence: "I don't know what happened. The things in the temple are coming out soon. It shouldn't be so early..."

"temple?"

"Yes, the Temple of Death, there is a small town at the bottom of the well..."

The "beep" busy tone stopped Xu Wen's words, and the one-minute call time was over.

Shang Qingbei looked solemn, holding the dictionary against his chin and wondering what he was thinking about.

Du Xiaoyu looked around and asked nonchalantly: "Brother Qi, what's going on at the Temple of Death?"

Qisi put his cell phone in his pocket and explained patiently: "This copy has two spaces. 'Double Happiness Double Happiness, one is for funerals, and the other is for weddings.' The Double Happiness Town where we are now hosts weddings and worships the God of Joy; correspondingly , there must be a town that hosts funerals and worships the gods of mourning, so that balance can be achieved. And the 'well' should be the passage connecting the two towns."

He walked to the door of the house, pushed open the half-open wooden door, and stepped across the threshold.

Du Xiaoyu was startled and blurted out: "Isn't there a ghost inside?"

"It's only noon now, and the sneaks shouldn't come out until after dusk." Without looking back, Qisi squatted down half a step behind the threshold, pulled out his blade and picked up a piece of paper money that fell on the ground, "And there is a high probability that they will attack us. There was no malice, the only thing he did was to stain our food with some blood, probably to imply that there was something wrong with the food."

"Blood?" Du Xiaoyu didn't know why.

Chiss stood up, took out the handkerchief he had wiped his mouth with after the meal on the first day from his pocket, and threw it away.

Du Xiaoyu raised his hand to catch it, and when he unfolded it, he saw that the blood stains the size of pinholes on it had condensed into brown-black.His expression changed: "Then what we ate yesterday..."

"You won't die if you eat it." Qisi lowered his head and walked slowly along the paper money on the ground.

A few pieces of the pure white ring were scattered every other step, which should be temporary marks.

Qisi knew that apart from himself, Li Yao was the only one with paper money in his pocket.

It's a bit funny to think about the fact that the girl was trying to leave clues for others even though she couldn't protect herself.

It's a pity that Qisi couldn't laugh for a while.He had just realized that he had been tricked by an unknown evil god and his threshold had been raised. Now he just wanted to save all his laughter until he regained the victory, so as not to be treated as a joke and watched like a monkey show.

He doesn't want to provide even a little bit of emotional value to any being, which will make him feel that he has suffered a big loss. If he doesn't come back with revenge, he will feel so uncomfortable that he wants to die.

——But maybe dying immediately is a good choice?

Qisi thought endlessly, followed the guidance of the paper money, and came to the door of the west wing.

The tattered red paper was scattered on the ground, trampled into patches of bloody mud.There was no one inside or outside the house, not even the smell of blood, everything looked lifeless.

This place does not look like a place where someone has just died, but more like a tomb that has been sealed for hundreds of years. Even the buildings are dead. Human death is like a drop of paint dripping into the paint. It quickly sinks in without making a sound. .

Chiss pushed the door open, and as expected, there was no one or body inside.

There are large areas of dried blood on the gray-white walls. They are very old and definitely not freshly spattered in the morning.Xi'er's death was like a phantom in a dream, leaving no trace or proof.

Qisi walked straight to the exquisitely carved wooden bed and opened the burgundy wedding quilt. The wind blew up a newspaper clipping, which floated leisurely in the air for a few breaths before falling down tremblingly.

Zeiss picked up the page with his hands, and the eye-catching fonts formed the headline of the news:
[20-year-old female college student disappeared while traveling, police have intervened in the investigation]

In the accompanying photo below, Xi'er's face is clearly shown.

……

Shang Qingbei followed Qisi into the house and went straight to the east wing.

After seeing the empty room, he took a deep breath and exhaled it, and tried to conclude as calmly as possible: "Li Yao and Liu Bingding are not in the room. After they have explored Xi'er's clues, they will definitely not go out again." Running around could only be due to some accident..."

The uninhabited house was silent and quiet, and even the normal volume of speech could be heard clearly by everyone.

Du Xiaoyu stood in the open space of the courtyard and muttered after hearing Shang Qingbei's words: "Don't be so clumsy. It's impossible for both of them to have an accident..."

Shang Qingbei adjusted his glasses, looked at Du Xiaoyu coldly, and asked, "What if one of them is not a human?"

"They are still alive. They just triggered a side mission after finding the key clues and were trapped in another space." Qisi retreated from the west wing and handed the newspaper to Shang Qingbei. "About the background of this copy, I have already I have some ideas.”

Du Xiaoyu subconsciously forgot to ask the reason for the previous conclusion, and asked eagerly: "What do you think? This copy is a mess. What is the background and world view?"

In his heart, Shang Qingbei despised Du Xiaoyu, who was always being praised all day long. At the same time, he quietly read the newspaper in his hand and listened intently.

Chiss walked into the room, sat down on the bed in the middle, took out a new handkerchief from his backpack, wiped his dusty fingers, and continued calmly: "You should have heard of human trafficking, right? , which is probably the core world view of this copy.”

Blood stains on the window sill, blood stains on the wall, steamed bun dregs that turned into blood spots, reports, coffins, "if the soul is suspended for seven days, it will be the people of the town"...

One clue after another outlines a complete logical chain, Qisi said:

"Visitors entering Shuangxi Town will be taken to this house. Mrs. Xu sometimes puts some drugs in the meals delivered to control certain tourists, such as girls like Xi'er. The townspeople use some means ——I guess it was put in the coffin for seven days to make the girls stupid and stay in the town forever, because of what the boatman said at the beginning of the dungeon, 'No entry, no exit'."

"Xu Wen took the initiative to come to the town for some reason. Maybe she was engaged in folklore investigation, maybe she was looking for a missing girl in the name of folklore. In short, she might have discovered something, so she had a dispute with the townspeople. The town. In order to cover up the truth, the people pushed her into the well. This is not the first time, otherwise the resentment of a few corpses alone would not be enough to form a reflection of Shuangxi Town underground."

Qisi said with a hint of humor, and continued: "As for what Xu Wen said on the phone, the things in the temple came out early, I think it must be related to Xi'er's accidental death. Xi'er died before getting married, which is quite Yu destroyed the 49-year ceremony in Double Happiness Town. Maybe because of this, some seals were loosened, who knows?"

Du Xiaoyu was stunned for a while, and then he asked, "So are the NPCs in this town humans or ghosts? I'll look at the clues on my phone..."

"False," said Zeiss.

Du Xiaoyu: "Huh?"

"False." Shang Qingbei affirmed, and then repeated the conclusion he and Qis had reached before.

Du Xiaoyu nodded in understanding, his eyes were blank, and he could no longer keep up with the rhythm of reasoning.

No one had the time to explain it to him in more detail, and it was the utmost kindness to tell him what he already knew.

Shang Qingbei compared Qisi's story with his own judgment, and asked: "What is the existence of the God of Joy? What is the purpose of the 49-year ceremony? What is the existence of the two Double Happiness Towns? "

"I don't know." Qisi folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into his pocket with a calm expression. "There are still some clues missing, most likely they are with Li Yao. Either wait for them to join us, or we can go down the well and take a look ourselves."

Shang Qingbei asked: "How do you determine where the clues are?"

Chisi was silent.

Just now, he felt the phone in his pocket vibrate, and it was obvious that some new information had come over.

He took out his phone and unlocked the screen.The interface automatically pops up to the photo album, click on a picture.

It was a map of Shuangxi Town, with black lines forming a flat pattern, and a red circle marking the location of the well, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Sent it from Xu Wen?" Shang Qingbei asked, using a sure tone.

Qisi said "Yes" and said calmly: "She is urging us. It seems that we can't sink this well."

Du Xiaoyu was worried: "It's better to wait for Li Yao and the others to come back. I always feel like something like a well is weird. If you don't go down, you won't be able to get up..."

The idea is wonderful, but what existences like evil gods like to do most is to break players' safety expectations.

——Speaking of which, Lizis himself likes to do this on weekdays; I believe Qi does the same.

Thinking of this, Qisi laughed out loud: "Believe it or not, if we don't go down the well, Li Yao and the others will never come back."

"Ah? You can't be so fucked up, right?" Du Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, not very convinced.

Shang Qingbei hugged the dictionary tightly and followed the reasoning: "This copy obviously intends to mislead us in terms of clues. That is to say, on some key points, it is very likely to directly limit the number of clues we have. Control the person who finds the clue..."

"So, let's go," said Zeiss.

With a weird smile on his face, he stood up from the bed and pushed out the door.

(End of this chapter)