Chapter 35 The Scum in the Horror Game 8
"Since we entered the mountains, we can't find a way out." said the old woman.

"Can't get out? What are those human flesh pieces in the iron pot?" Ling Mo's tone was really bad, like the ice spikes falling from the eaves outside, cold and dangerous.

The blade pierced the woman's skin, and just as a little blood appeared, tears and snot started to flow.

"Those are lost people! I was just hungry. If I don't eat them, I will die! I did nothing wrong, don't blame me!" The woman was fat, and her fat shook as she trembled.

When he thought about why she had gained so much weight, Ling Mo stood up in disgust and took a step back to distance himself from her.

But the woman who had not dared to resist just now seemed to be provoked by her at this moment. Her humiliated look was emitting flames. She clumsily got up and was about to rush towards her.

"You all laugh at me, you all look down on me! I'm not poor, you poor bastards deserve to die!"

Ling Mo looked at the mountain-like woman running towards her without changing his expression. He turned around gently and kicked her hard as she passed by him.

She smashed it straight at the edge of the stove.

After a scream, there was the smell of burnt meat.

Women usually like this smell very much, because it means she can survive for a few more days like this, but the premise is that it is not her own!

She screamed miserably.

"I like to hear the truth. If you can't do it, then it loses its value, and goods that lose their value can only be disposed of."

This time her character is a kind of gentlemanly villain who puts profit above all else. Now, she talks about money all the time.

Especially the look when the smile doesn't reach his eyes, it's really scary.

Although the woman was not well educated, she felt that the living Rakshasa in front of her spoke in a very elegant manner, but she immediately understood that "dispose of" in her mouth meant killing her or eating her.

But... she lowered her head and continued to insist: "I didn't, I didn't lie."

Ling Mo was not in a hurry. He sat on the sofa and looked at her, his lips shaped like flowers, gently opened: "In this era, sofas are rare, and those filled with artificial cotton and sponge are even rarer.

“More and more natural elastic materials are used as fillers, such as horse bristles, poultry feathers and other initial natural elastic materials.

"So, ma'am, tell me, where did this sofa come from?
"Don't say you can find it just by finding the wooden house. This wooden house and its furniture are obviously from decades ago. At that time, the Qing Dynasty was still in existence, and most of the things brought from the ocean were brought to the palace. How could they appear in a dilapidated wooden house in the deep mountains and forests?"

The woman was speechless and could only confess: "Yes, this house is actually the retreat that the master has prepared a long time ago, but...but..."

She seemed to be thinking of something horrible, and her face turned pale, but her eyes were spurting out anger, as if she had thought of something that made her angry, and she no longer concealed it, and blurted it all out.

"Actually there weren't any soldiers or ruffians. They robbed a landlord from the next village. We weren't like that. Our house was haunted! Then a group of people suddenly showed up and said they were outsiders who could help us exorcise the evil spirits, but they were the real evil spirits!"

"They tricked us into the mountains and used some kind of magic. All the people from the Wang family who were driven up here can't get out of the mountain! If the master hadn't noticed something was wrong and prepared this house, we would have frozen to death!" the old woman said angrily at the top of her lungs.

"They should all go to hell and become pigs and dogs in their next life!"

……

"Wang Dan, do you suspect that these NPCs are ghosts? But if that's true, why do they treat us so warmly when we say we are exorcists?" The players reached a brief cooperation. At this moment, after listening to Wang Dan's analysis, one player couldn't help but question.

Cheche rolled his eyes and said, "It's so simple, every boat knows it."

Chuan Chuan looked sleepily at his brother: Hmm? (Black question mark face)
"Because they don't know they are ghosts." Fortunately, Wang Dan was not the only smart person in this group of people, and the others gave explanations.

Although Wang Dan discovered this through investigation, he still felt it was too easy and looked at the heavy snow outside with a thoughtful expression.

Kill the ghosts to clear the level?

Impossible - this time it was a large A-level book, much more difficult than the normal A-level book. The second round was even simpler than the first round of two illusions, and something was wrong at first glance.

Anyone who has taken the college entrance examination in Country H knows that for the last multiple-choice question, the easier the answer is, the more likely it is to be wrong.

But as smart as Wang Dan is, he has no idea at the moment. He can only tell everyone to take a rest today and divide the work to explore the yard tomorrow.

As for the issue of clothes for snowy days... haha, the reason why so many players did not choose to violently control the NPC for direct interrogation like Ling Mo did is because they wanted to get warm clothes from the NPC so that they could leave the Wang family.

This is the experience gained from many years of gaming - some supplies cannot be found by yourself and must be given to you by an NPC.

But Ling Mo didn't know that he only realized that his clothes were summer clothes when he was about to go out.

Glancing at the half-dead woman lying on the ground, she didn't want to wear her clothes. God knew if they had smelled of human flesh.

The woman said that she couldn't get out of the snow mountain, but she still wanted to give it a try. After all, she wouldn't be able to find anything if she stayed in the house all the time.

[Host, I bought you a set of super nice winter clothes, please try it! ]

After System 618 finished speaking, a set of snow-white winter clothes appeared on her, and a collar made of snow-white rabbit fur was wrapped around her neck.

It was a little itchy, but I didn't feel that way after I went out, after all, my focus was on keeping warm.

Freeze to death.

Ling Mo didn't just walk around randomly.

She followed the system's positioning of the male protagonist and traveled through the wind and snow on the snowy mountains.

Besides, Luo Du, who is loved and imitated by many ghosts, is restoring his hands that have turned into the shape of blades.

The metal blade retracted, then merged and reshaped, and a pair of pale hands with distinct joints were formed. The five fingers were slightly curled up, and they felt it for a moment, then put it down.

His skill is Metal Immortality. His entire body is made of liquid metal, and the skin exposed outside can be adjusted to human skin color. It does not look out of place at all, but instead has a kind of mechanical beauty that is both advanced and sharp.

With violet hair and ink-black eyes, she looks dangerous yet exquisite.

There were several corpses on the ground. There was no blood when they were killed. Instead, a black mist emerged from the bodies and disappeared into the white snow.

He seemed to have sensed something and looked towards the highest point of the snow mountain.

There is a familiar aura there—the only big boss in the horror game.

He had encountered Him in the SS+ copy where he created the myth, and the reason why Luo Du was able to come out alive was that he relied on his immortal body to endure the pain of the black fire burning his soul and integrated some of the BOSS's energy.

It can be considered as a fragment of Him, so he can feel His existence and position.

It’s just an A-level copy, why is the big boss of a horror game here?

Luo Du obviously felt something was wrong, but he didn't care about it for the time being. He was now anxious to find Ling Mo.

When he handed the props to her, he secretly mixed in a sensing prop.

As long as each person has one, they can find each other's position.

 The author is a good and civilized author. He has tried his best to write lines with swear words. If you feel that it is out of place, I will curse myself first. After I finish cursing, you are not allowed to curse anymore.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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