What's the crash? I'm playing the game normally.

Chapter 167: Powerful bug, impose the entry on the weird old lady: Love rap
After the fox was called a fool by the big fool in front of him, his power almost dropped to negative numbers, so he was naturally angry and embarrassed.

It opened its bloody mouth and bit off the head of the stupid guy in front of it.

Click!

Then he let out a miserable howl and ran into the bushes.

Bai Wan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this.

It turns out that pinching NPCs is really useful.

No matter how they answer the fox, they will not have a good ending. In this case, why not answer it themselves? Instead, create someone else to answer it.

Sure enough, this method helped him successfully overcome the crisis.

But Feng Ling, who was standing aside, was confused.

He, they... have survived the crisis?

She was not stupid either, and she quickly turned her gaze to Bai Wan.

Was this NPC character created by this player?

There was a flash of shock in Feng Ling's eyes.

Create NPCs? Is there such a skill?

For a moment, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes.

This ability is so useful.

The fox demon’s problem was actually solved in this way.

"Wow, is this your character skill?" Feng Ling said in shock.

Being able to create NPCs, could this young man be a programmer?

"Sorry, just pretend I didn't ask." Feng Ling interrupted herself immediately after asking.

It's a bit presumptuous to ask about character skills directly like this.

Feng Ling was relieved when she saw that the fox had run away.

It is probably unheard of that a fox who wants to be silenced is called a fool.

It was the first time she felt so sympathetic towards a fox.

At the same time, Feng Ling also secretly made up her mind that she must perform well next time.

The man next to her has very strong character skills. Judging from his current performance, this young man's score should be far higher than hers.

If this continues, the treasure chest will definitely belong to the man in front of me.

Then the two of them continued on their journey, heading deeper into the forest.

There was a brief peace along the way. It seemed that the strongest creature in this area was the fox, so no other monsters invaded the fox's area.

But after walking for a distance, faint crying sounds suddenly came from all around.

Woo woo woo.
The bell in Feng Ling's hand also began to ring non-stop, even louder than that of the fox.

"Attention! A more terrifying ghost is coming." Feng Ling said immediately.

Bai Wan nodded and looked around.

The crying seemed to come from all directions and it was impossible to pinpoint the source.

Woo woo woo.
The sound of crying gradually got closer and clearer.

The sound seemed to be an old man crying.

Feng Ling's face changed slightly. She remembered what the old man who took a walk with her told her before, that an old lady had committed suicide in the forest.

The reason why this forest is so spooky is because of the old lady.

Is the weirdness at the root of the forest coming?
Feng Ling became alert.

Suddenly, a voice slowly came from all directions.

"My son died so tragically, give me back my son~ give me back my son~"

The old voice carried a chilling chill.

Feng Ling was even more dismayed to find that the sound of her bell was becoming louder and louder.

This was the second time she had encountered such a situation.

The first time was in that copy, where she encountered a huge and powerful monster, and she almost didn't get out.

And this time, I'm afraid it will be as dangerous as last time.

She couldn't help but look at Bai Wan, and then was somewhat surprised to find that Bai Wan's eyes were still calm.

Can't such a trick move him?

Just as Feng Ling was thinking about how to escape, a shadow walked out of the forest in front of her, and the light dimmed wherever the figure passed.

It was a skinny old lady, and the sound of crying came from her.

The most terrifying thing is the strange aura. When it touches the surrounding leaves, the leaves will wither instantly.

Feng Ling also felt very uncomfortable.

If she had not gone through seven copies and obtained seven black hexagrams, she would be instantly reduced to ashes just by standing in front of this old lady.

Bai Wan looked at the old lady in front of him with great interest.

This old lady is really strong, she should be at least at the level of an A-level captain.

It's worthy of being a special copy, it's so difficult right from the start.

At this moment, the old lady's crying sounded like a curse.

"Give me back my son, give me back my son. My son died tragically."

Every time he spoke, the surroundings became a little darker.

Seeing this, Bai Wan couldn't help but think about which ability to try this time.

Now he has quite a lot of abilities and quite a few skills that can tap into his potential.

Finally, he decided to try another ability of writing life, adding entries to NPCs.

The more difficult the added entries are, the lower the probability of success.

Bai Wan made a preliminary attempt and randomly wrote a hobby entry: I like rap.

Wow!
A flash of white light appeared, and the words of this virtual entry flew directly into the old lady's body and merged into her.

At the same time, Feng Ling looked at the old lady in front of her with some vigilance as she approached little by little.

Faced with such horrific weirdness, she might have to reveal her trump card.

Feng Ling took out a zombie hand from his pocket.

This is a blood-level strange prop, and it has always been her strongest life-saving trump card.

This strange prop is very special. It is not ordinary blood color, but a special blood color. It is stronger than ordinary blood-colored strange props.

However, this strange item has a limited number of uses.

This zombie hand has two hands with ten fingers in total. One finger will be consumed each time it is used. It can be used up to ten times at most.

She had used it four times before, consuming four pills, and now had six left.

Each one is very precious, so she cherishes them too.

But in the current situation, she had to use another finger.

Just as she was about to perform the move, Feng Ling froze for a moment, and looked at the strange old lady in front of her with some confusion.

I saw that the old lady who had been crying and shouting, "Give me back my son, my son died so tragically," seemed to be starting to become abnormal.

"Give it back to me, give it back"

return?
Feng Ling looked a little confused.

This old lady seemed to have a stuck on her tape and kept saying "return it back" over and over.

And then Feng Ling was stunned to see the end of the old lady's freeze...

"Give me back my son, give me back my son... Yo, yo! Chequenao!"

"My son died such a tragic death! Such a tragic death, die die die such a tragic death, yo yo! Such a tragic death, such a tragic death!"

Wind chime: "???"

She was confused for a moment, wondering if she had heard it wrong. Was this old lady... rapping?
She quickly opened her mouth, only to see the crying old lady suddenly make a standard rap gesture with one hand, waving her hand down rhythmically, dancing to the rhythm, and making some noise.

"Give me back my son! My son died so tragically, so tragically!!"

"..."

Feng Ling looked at the scene in front of her in a daze.

Oh shit, he’s really starting to rap!

She really couldn't figure out why the old lady in front of her suddenly started going crazy?

Does your son's death really make you so happy that you even made a rap song about it?
This is really outrageous.
"Oh my son, you died miserably! Hehe, you died miserably!"

The old lady began to dance, kicking her legs, raising her hands and shaking her body.

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Feng Ling couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

What the hell is this unfolding?
When did the weird game change from a horror style to a comedy style?
Bai Wan also looked at the old lady in front of him with a strange look.

Wow, the entry actually worked.

He was also curious and wondered what the old grandmother's son felt when he saw his old mother singing so well.
The old lady herself was a little confused at this time.

She didn't understand why she suddenly started rapping.

She just suddenly felt that rapping seemed very cool.

By expressing my feelings for my son through rap, I believe my son will like it, right?

But fulfilling one's hobby is one thing, killing someone is another.

After fully fulfilling her dream, she turned her gaze to the two humans in front of her.

"Yo! Check it out! All humans deserve to die!"

Thinking of this she rushed towards the two humans.

Feng Ling grabbed the zombie's fingers in his hand again.

Is fighting still unavoidable?
She saw the old lady suddenly rapping and thought she didn’t have to fight anymore, but it turned out not to be that simple.

But she was surprised to see Bai Wan's hands trembling slightly, as if he was starting to create an NPC out of thin air again.

The NPC I created before who could only call people idiots didn't consume much of his mental energy because of its simple setting, so he still had plenty of energy.

So he started making it up again.

Appearance doesn’t matter, Bai Wan starts to piece things together randomly.

He did not choose any entries this time. In order to maintain his mental strength, he mainly focused on the composition settings.

Only one background setting was added, that is, the created NPC is the son of the old lady who died in the forest.

As soon as this setting came out, Bai Wan felt tired all over and his brain functioned slower.

It seems that this kind of critical setting is still very physically demanding.

Thinking of this, he casually scooped up the nearest place, which was the place with the lowest mental consumption, picked up a head, and put it on the NPC in front of him.

Feng Ling also watched curiously as Bai Wan created the NPC from scratch.

As she watched, she became speechless. Then, an NPC with legs of different lengths, a very large butt, and a pig's head appeared in front of her. On the pig's face, the word "son" was written in large letters.

Wind Chime: ".
Feng Ling was speechless again.

I'm not saying anything, brother, can't you design it properly? I know you're awesome, but can you modify it a little bit? Who can you fool with this NPC?

She wasn't done complaining yet.

The crying old lady suddenly rushed over, hugged the pig's head in front of her and cried loudly.

"Ah, it's my son. My son, mommy misses you so much, what happened to you? Your face is swollen, so big."

Wind chime: “.”

Holy shit! This works!

Grandma, you are presbyopic, please take a closer look. Is this pig really your son?
Feng Ling already felt that her worldview was about to collapse.

We can’t do that. If you write the word “son” on a pig’s head, it means he is your son, right?

(End of this chapter)