I Became a God in a Horror Game: 348, Yinshan Village

Hearts is not like Qi Yifang, she didn't seem to be offended, on the contrary, she gave a little touch and introduced herself calmly: "I am Hearts, your opponent in the last match, why do you always Do you not remember what I look like?"

Spades watched Hearts calmly: "Because this is not your real face."

"I don't remember the false pretense presented in order to lure or satisfy a certain desire, because every time it is different, there is no need to remember."

After finishing speaking, Spade walked past the suddenly silent Heart, and said softly, "Excuse me, I'm going to watch the game."

At the moment when Spades walked past Hearts and was about to disappear into the barrier of the viewing pool, Hearts spoke abruptly. This time her voice was neither soft nor soft, but rather solemn: "There is a Like you, the people associated with spades and black whips are important to me.”

Hearts turned around, her face seemed to be changing, but she didn't seem to have any, her wine-red eyes were full of girlish sincerity, and she looked straight at Spade: "Your name, and Do you remember where that black whip on your body came from?"

Spades paused: "I don't remember." After speaking, he walked out of the viewing pool.

Qi Yifang took a careful look at the embarrassing and silent Queen of Hearts, and then at Spades walking into the viewing pool: "Queen, are we going back?"

"No." Hearts raised her eyes, and she showed that kind of soft and charming eyes again, and she looked at the ornamental pool where Bai Liu was, "The man who can whip in this game, It’s not just spades.”

"There is always one related to the person I am looking for."

In the ornamental pool.

Wang Shun is anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "The growth rate of the gambling pool has really dropped to 0! The growth rate of the fanatic lamb has doubled by six times!"

"Hey, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry." Nishen pushed Wang Shun down calmly, with a smile on his face, "The fanatical lamb has invested a lot of money, and he is throwing a lot of money into the gambling pool." Money, five or six times is normal."

"But if you turn up the page, it will be difficult to fill in the popularity!" Wang Shun was so anxious that he was about to break out in a sweat.

"No." Nishen raised his eyes to look at the big screen. Just as he was about to take a bite, a **** sat down straight beside him, and he accepted his words calmly: "Trust Bai Liu, These people will vote for him."

Naishen looked helplessly at the sudden spade: "Where did you go just now?"

"Meet a woman I don't know." Spade said concisely, but his eyes kept falling on the big screen, "Bai Liu, he will definitely gain many followers."

Spades affirmed what he said, and even Wang Shun, who had been anxious all the time, calmed down.

"Our gambling pool has increased." Mu Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at Nishen, "Someone has heavily invested in Bai Liu, a player in our gambling pool, with tens of millions of points. Is it you?"

Naishen raised his hands innocently: "No, I didn't make it in time."

Mu Ke looked at Spade again: "Is it you?"

Spades didn't care about his Muke at all, he was playing the board with his head down, and was clearing the points, and then there was no emotion on his face, he chose Bai Liu, a tactician from the Wandering Circus, and then, he made a huge fortune.

"Well, it's me now." Spade looked sideways at Mu Ke, and replied flatly.

Muke: "..."

Naishen helplessly raised his forehead: "Muke, did you invest in the huge position of tens of millions of points before you? You can't pretend to be someone else if you invest now..."

"It's not spades, nor is it Nishen, who has such financial resources..." Wang Shun suddenly turned his head to look at Hearts, who was sitting far away in a small corner of the viewing pool, and cried out, "Queen !”

Hearts waved to Wang Shun like a flower, and she lazily pointed at her back.

The ‌board is separated by many seats, and it looks blurry, but from the general structure, it is a gambling pool for betting on the ‌board.

"It's the queen who has taken over the white willow!"

Wang Shun was dizzy after making large bets one after another, and he retorted in a dazed way: "Why does the queen want to bet heavily on Bailiu!?"

"Maybe you fell in love with Bai Liu?" Bai Yi boldly assumed, he took a peek at Spades, "After all, it's time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second spring. Bai Liu also likes hearts. The type that is strong and capable of whipping."

Spades turned to look at Bai Yi expressionlessly: "She can't fall in love with Bai Liu, Bai Liu and I have already..."

Naishen quickly covered Spade's mouth with his eyes, and raised his hand politely: "I think the point now is that the fanatical lambs are chasing positions, and they are betting."

Two consecutive heavy positions directly smashed the Wandering Circus to the fourth position, and the gap with the third-ranked Fanatic Lamb was about to narrow.

The faces of the people on the fanatical lamb's side have already turned blue, but they have already smashed like this, it is impossible to stop, once they fall, they will definitely be backlashed, and they will be beaten back if they speed up The truth is, we can only keep chasing positions.

Naishen squinted his eyes, and said friendly and friendly: "What we have to do now is to keep adding thin lines to the betting pool, keeping the gap with the fanatical lambs constantly narrowing, but not surpassing them."

"Why can't you surpass them?" Bai Yi pursued curiously.

Liu Jiayi took a look at Nishen: "In order to hang the fanatical lambs, force them to keep adding positions, and drain the entire fanatic lamb guild. Continue to add positions."

Naishen let out a sigh, and squinted: "It's not trying to squeeze it out, I just hope they don't play this kind of heavy-duty game next time, it's quite unfriendly to ordinary audiences."

The next time you don't have the ability to play such a heavy game, it means that there are no points in the guild. Isn't this just draining...

Liu Jiayi looked away.

She felt that this Nishen seemed kind-hearted, but he was quite ruthless in his attacks, leaving no room for escape.

"The next thing is to see Bai Liu's performance." Ni Shen leaned back comfortably on the back of the seat, raised his head to look at the big screen, "As long as Bai Liu can make a comeback, there will be no more fanatical lambs."

On the big screen, Bai Liu was pressing the neck of Mu Sicheng who was rushing towards him, and coldly stretched out his hand to let Mu Sicheng **** his anger.

The abnormal bluishness on Mu Sicheng's face gradually faded away, and the movements of struggling and roaring also stopped.

Bai Liu's face became even paler, and under the flickering candlelight, his blood vessels could almost show a blue color through the skin.

Come back to his senses, Mu Sicheng panted heavily, knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of black water with a strong stench, wiped his mouth, and clenched his fists.

"... I have become a ghost, will I attack you who was sucked by me?" Mu Sicheng said hoarsely, "Then you might as well treat me..."

"Yeah." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up, and lightly blocked Mu Sicheng's follow-up words, "So we need to find your body before that."

"...My body is probably on the other side of the bridge." Mu Sicheng looked towards the paper bridge that was getting closer and closer, with a solemn expression, "but there are so many dead ghosts on the bridge..."

White umbrellas were propped up on the bridge, and the women in white clothes were getting closer and closer to Bai Liu and the others. Mu Sicheng felt a heavy coolness emanating from these women.

These women were tall and slender, with their backs to Bai Liu, they walked on the bridge regularly, initially slowly, but the closer Bai Liu and the others walked, the faster the women walked.

A few times, Mu Sicheng even felt that some women looked at them through the umbrella before jumping down, and looked at them with resentment and expectation, staring at them with a strange look on their faces Jump under the bridge for life.

A fishy smell rose from Mu Sicheng's throat, and he felt a kind of instinctive fear: "Didn't you say that there is no way to deal with the dead bridge ghost? How can we get there?"

Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: "This shouldn't be for me, it should be for you."

Mu Sicheng was stunned: "Me?"

"Yes, because you have crossed the bridge once." Bai Liu said.

Mu Sicheng replied subconsciously: "That's because you taught me how to cross the ghost bridge! You let me cross the ghost bridge without holding my breath!"

Bai Liu shook his head slightly: "I did guess that there is a paper ghost bridge in the tomb for burial, and I told you that you can cross the ghost bridge while holding your breath, but that is based on the premise that there are no ghosts on the bridge. , if there is a bridge ghost, even if you hold your breath, you will be followed."

Mu Sicheng‌: "What is body following?"

Bai Liu explained: "When you go on the bridge, the ghost of the bridge will think you are her husband, come to hold an umbrella for you, and follow you to **** you home. This is called "following the body."

Mu Sicheng's back felt cold: "...what if she finds out that I'm not her husband later?"

Bai Liu said calmly: "If you are her real husband, she will go home with you under the umbrella, but if you are not, she will drag you with resentment and hatred when you go down the bridge." Jump off the bridge together and die on the bridge with her."

"...Is it possible that the ghost who died on the bridge stayed on this bridge for a long time, forgot what her husband looked like, couldn't tell if I was her husband, and never allowed me to cross the bridge in disguise?" Mu Sicheng was lucky.

Bai Liu vetoed it: "It's not possible. Ghosts recognize people by their yang qi rather than their appearance. Except for the [false amulet] that can change the yang qi of strangers, there is nothing that can deceive them."

"Then how did I get across the bridge?" Mu Sicheng was also confused, "I can't remember."

"Don't think about it." Bai Liu supported Mu Sicheng, and walked towards the paper bridge with a light expression, "Let's talk about it when you get on the bridge. You were able to cross the bridge last time, so you can do it this time."

Mu Sicheng was startled: "Why! Wouldn't the ghost who died on the bridge follow us?"

"Don't worry about them." Bai Liu said slightly, "They won't be with us."

Mu Sicheng is full of doubts: "Why don't you follow us? Didn't you say that as long as a man with yang energy is on his body, he will be followed?"

"Because we don't deserve to be followed." Bai Liu looked at the Paper Taoist walking in front, "Their husbands are back."

"The real husband..." Mu Sicheng suddenly turned his head to look at the bridge, "You mean..."

Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a zombie who was chased by the paper man jumped onto the bridge in front of him. The paper bridge shook slightly under the force of the zombie. The women walking forward stopped and turned around in unison, walking towards the bridge.

Umbrellas cover the women's bottoms so that they can't see their faces clearly. You can only see the hem of their clothes hanging down to the floor being kicked by the feet of small steps, revealing a pair of wrapped and deformed bones with constricted bones. Wrinkled little feet, or "three-inch golden lotus".

They walked quickly to the front of the zombie, raised the umbrella slightly, and held it up for the zombie. Following the jump of the zombie, their little feet moved, and the ghostly walk was deep and wandering. The upper body holding the umbrella did not move at all. .

Bai Liu looked at the weird scene where the women on the bridge came one by one to hold umbrellas for the zombies: "You said earlier that you vaguely remembered seeing paper figurines carrying incense burners on the bridge, so I guessed that you followed these paper figurines. The bridge, if you can successfully cross the bridge, if these bridge ghosts are not with you, that can only mean one thing.”

"They followed someone else's body." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "These zombies are their real husbands."

Mu Sicheng was stunned for a moment and then said angrily: "You already knew that, didn't you! That's why you just followed Paper Taoist directly!"

"Know it and don't say it! It's fun to scare me!" Mu Sicheng angrily condemned.

Bai Liu replied honestly: "Yes, I have scared people before, but I have never scared ghosts, it's quite fun."

Sicheng Guimu: "..."