I Became a God in a Horror Game: 341, Yinshan Village

Bai Liu looked up at the last mural on the ceiling.

This last mural is a large painting with a blood-red background, which is rather vague. It seems to be a series of things that appeared in the previous paintings.

The bride in the coffin jumped out, covered her head, and rode on the shoulders of some dark-faced people. Xipa flickered and walked somewhere, and some people crawled on the ground beside the bride. Looking back at the distorted ghosts, Bai Liu saw some bamboo frames raised high by some ghosts, on which were stacked many wine jars like the ones under Bai Liu's feet.

The wine jars seemed to be open, and Bai Sensen's arms were stretched around the wine jars.

Some of the pictures were blurred during the period, and I couldn’t see what was drawn clearly, but I could see the inscription next to the pictures [……. The patrolling division at night, the people who broke into the village...]

A line of small characters next to it reads [Specific matters are contained in the village calendar. 】

The last is the zombie Taoist, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and pointing to the sky, his right elbow is resting on the floating dust, half of it is a compassionate Taoist, merciful to all living beings, and the other half is a zombie with fierce fangs and green fangs.

It sits on the altar, and under the altar are countless distorted ghosts. These ghosts writhed and roared in the black smoke under the altar, and swollen and drowned faces emerged, arching Move the altar and move towards the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, there are countless people standing faintly. These people are holding swords and axes, holding oil pans, dragging iron chains, wearing some kind of strange round hats, and stepping on the feet of cattle and sheep. He wore short black boots, bared his teeth, and looked hideous. He was not so much a human as he was an imp who escaped from the eighteenth hell.

From the appearance, these little ghosts are the little ghosts who were taken away by the men of Yinshan Village before.

These little ghosts rushed straight into Yinshan Village, and they were meeting the zombie Taoist who came out of the village.

There seems to be a fierce fight between the two "people" and horses at the entrance of the village.

Afterwards, the painting became blurred again, and Bai Liu looked towards the end of the mural.

Blood flowed at the entrance of the village, and there were corpses and fragments everywhere, covered with white bones. The remaining Taoist had all turned into zombies, propping up his body with a sword, standing in the middle of the entrance of the village with a sinister face, Black hair was protruding from the hands and feet, the fangs were bared, and the mouth was full of blood.

The inscription on the side [The descendants of Yinshan Village abandoned the ancestral tombs and set up tombs for (fuzzy) Taoists and ancestors. 】

When Bai Liu finished the last mural, there was no place to stay around him, and the wine jar was pressed tightly against Bai Liu's calf, so that Bai Liu could kick him down with a single movement.

The wine jar has a thin mouth and a thick body, and the sealing paper is extremely thin. If it has been left for so long, it is estimated that if it is poured on the ground, the sealing paper will crack, and the contents of the wine jar will crawl out.

It's a secret room again, and these wine jars are tightly besieged again, it seems that there is no way out.

Bai Liu calmly held the candlestick and looked around, then suddenly stepped on a certain wine jar.

The wine jars that surrounded him shook a few times, gathered together, and after colliding with each other, these wine jars seemed to feel that the white willow had disappeared from them, so they stood still.

Bai Liu also stood still, but after a while, a human face appeared on the sealing paper of the wine jar.

The nose on the face of the man on the paper moved, as if he was smelling the smell of the white willow, and then the wine jars slowly moved towards the wine jar where the white willow was standing.

Bai Liu waited for these wine jars to get close to the one he was standing on again, then changed to another wine jar and continued to stand.

These wine jars contain the bones of drowned people, that is, the "body" of those ghosts. Those ghosts who ran out are just ghosts and ghosts, and their real corpses are still here.

According to the theory of Taoism, after the soul leaves the body, the bones are just bones, and they will not transform into evil. In short, they are safe.

As soon as Bai Liu and the others entered the tomb, they encountered many ghosts near the loose-leaf door, which means that many of the wine jars in this tomb must be "empty", that is, the ghosts have left their bodies. Afterwards the wine jar.

In other words, these wine jars will not move.

Bai Liu sorts out the wine jars that move, and chooses the wine jars that don't move to stand on it. Even if the sealing paper of the wine jars is crushed, it's okay, because there is a soulless body inside. Dead bodies.

The moving wine jar is obviously trapped inside by the red line of the sealing paper. According to the theory of Taoism, these things are all Yin objects, and it takes the yang energy of a living person to break open the jar and see the light of day again. , so they tried to use Bai Liu, a person from the sun, to smash the jar or the sealing paper.

If an ordinary person enters this partial tomb room and wants to walk around, those wine jars will be kicked unknowingly in the way of the opponent's walking, and if the jars are toppled over, the inside will be buried Things will come out as expected.

And there must be a ghost coming out. In order to avoid this ghost, the people who come in move a lot, and there will be many broken wine jars.

After this person's yang energy is exhausted, the ghosts will die here alive and become a wine jar here.

That is to say, after entering this tomb, it is absolutely impossible to move.

As for Bai Liu, who is so strange, after he came in, he looked at the murals for more than half an hour. No matter how the wine jar moved, he didn't move his feet. After that, he unhurriedly chose one of them, and stepped on it slowly.

Moving left and right will touch the wine jar, but moving up and down ‌ will not.

And now Bai Liu is moving on a level higher than these wine jars, it is these wine jars that are chasing him, and the more these wine jars run, the more immobile wine jars will be. conspicuous.

Bai Liu remembered that when the candle was extinguished when entering the tomb, five ghosts imitating him and five ghosts imitating Mu Sicheng appeared.

Assuming that these ten ghosts all came out of this partial tomb, it can be inferred that there are about ten jars in this tomb that are safe.

Bai Liu glanced at the immovable jars in the tomb, and there were exactly ten jars.

Although it is not possible to rule out the possibility that his deduction is wrong, if one of the ten jars does not like to move, Bai Liu will instantly gg when he steps on it, but Bai Liu feels that he does not seem to care about things This risk has always been taken in the direction of the greatest possibility and the greatest benefit, not because I don't care whether I will die halfway.

Bai Liu feels like he is a consequentialist.

He glanced at the ten jars, and with his eyes the ten jars were connected into a line, and then he paused.

These ten jars are connected together to form a character [出], but this character [出] is a little less, and there is no head. The point is in the southeast direction, and the position of that point is constantly moving back and forth. "Pass.

This feels like a mechanism, which requires a jar in every place, but there are only ten immobile jars, and there is one less.

Bai Liu raised his brows slightly - is this forcing him to step on a jar with something?

As if realizing that Bai Liu had stepped on the jars, these movable jars became more and more agitated, and deformed human faces kept appearing on the sealing paper, with their mouths wide open and roaring silently.

The dark wind swept back and forth in the sealed tomb, and a disgusting smell of rotting corpses emerged from the jar.

Bai Liu took another step, and he switched to a new jar.

The moment Bai Liu stepped on the wine jar, the moment he lifted his foot, the other moving wine jars pushed, and the seal was broken, revealing a twisted corpse curled up in the water .

The corpse is facing upwards, the face is rotten enough to leave a pair of eyes intact, the eyeballs are misty, as if covered with a layer of gauze, the blue and white swollen lips are open, Staring at the outside with reluctance.

This should be the corpses of those ghosts.

Ghosts with corpses are more powerful. If these ghosts come out of the jar with their corpses...

Fantasy about that scene, Bai Liu estimated each other's fighting strength, he objectively felt that he would probably die here.

Being chased by the wine jars, Bai Liu kept changing the jars, and the seals of the jars were damaged one by one. Bai Liu finally approached the southeast corner of the last missing point.

The wine jars are like schools of fish that have smelled the bait, and they are almost piled up in the direction of the last point of 【出】.

Bai Liu calmly stood on the wine jar closest to the point where [Out] was missing, looking around, looking for a way out.

When he steps on the wine jar, in case there is no exit and the things in that wine jar crawl out, when Bai Liu needs to chase the ten jars, he must pay attention to the direction, and he cannot Knock over other jars during the chase.

Bai Liu stared at the shaking wine jars in the southeast corner of the [Out] room, he quickly stepped on a jar, then turned around and stood on a corner jar, his back pressed against the two walls.

The jar that Bai Liu stepped on shook twice, stood still, and then began to tilt slightly and irregularly in one direction, and the torn red sealing paper slowly protruded. Five pale fingers slowly grasped the edge of the mouth of the jar.

A head was exposed, and its head was bent at 90 degrees and stuck horizontally in the mouth of the altar, as if it was completely disconnected from the body, with a sinister smile on its dead white face, ‌‌ Black and wet hair emerged from the mouth of the jar, and its remaining body and limbs were pulled out of the mouth of the jar at a twisted and weird angle.

Standing on the diagonal, Bai Liu could hear the creaking and deforming sound of bones. He glanced at the four walls and sighed regretfully in his heart.

He seems to have guessed wrong, not what he thought.

At least for now, there is no mechanism in this partial tomb, which means that Bailiu vacated a door.

Bai Liu didn't think he had guessed the meaning of [出] wrong, the hint was quite obvious.

But there is no [way out] now, unless there is... something missing.

Bai Liu looked up at the ceiling, the jar he was standing on was right under the trap door, and the trap door right above him made a rattling sound.

Pale faces poked out from behind the loose-leaf door, and ghosts crawled in through the loose-leaf door one by one.

Bai Liu clicked his tongue and said something in his heart.

These eleven jars had to be filled with ghosts before they could be opened, so not long after he stepped on that jar, the ghosts who had left would come back.

The returned ghosts were planning to crawl over to Bai Liu, but not long after they came in, they seemed to smell something, and a blood-red hole was split on their chest, showing a strange smile, ‌ After that, he quickly stepped on the jar and climbed in towards those white willows.

After that, the ten white willows stretched out their pale arms and soles one after another to pat the vermilion jar from the jar that was stepped on by the white willow. .

The rotten face of the drowned corpse stared straight at the white willow standing in the center with the eyeballs on its rotting face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.