I Became a God in a Horror Game: 353, Yinshan Village

The images of the seven tables of the Eight Immortals are reflected on the six walls of the tomb, and forty-two images are reflected on the table of the Eight Immortals. Sitting next to each other, leaning forward and backward, teasing each other, talking familiarly, as if an ordinary scene of guests at a country banquet.

These "guests" spy on Bai Liu from time to time, but it seems that there is something more terrifying here to suppress these shadows, making them stay by their seats obediently, not daring to leave the seat to chase Bai Liu's shadow ‌, can only look at Bai Liu full of longing.

Bai Liu looked up at the main wall directly opposite the tomb passage. Two red candles that were burning to the end were burning at the two corners below the main wall. There were some burnt paper money and incense ash under the red candles.

The shadow of the Eight Immortals table reflected on this wall, the most forward one is a bit strange, the south, west, north and south of this table are full, only two seats are vacant in the east, and no one is seated.

Mu Sicheng also discovered this vacancy: "...Who are these two positions for?"

"This is a wedding banquet." Bai Liu's eyes swept over the two candles, "The center of the main table facing east is reserved for the newlyweds."

"Newcomer?" Mu Sicheng frowned, he looked at the Eight Immortals table shadow on the wall, as if caught in some kind of memory, but couldn't think of life and death again, "How do I feel? This location is so familiar...?"

Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a sharper ‌ voice came from far away, interrupting him: "—Please, the guest of honour, welcome!"

The sound of all the shadows and conversations on the wall stopped.

As the main table, the Eight Immortals, two shadows appeared around the table at some point, and walked towards the main table.

A shadow with a dignified posture, covered his head, and wore a wedding gown that should be made of a flag, lowered his head and nodded, and sat on the main seat with slow steps.

Another shadow, wearing monkey earphones, tall and straight, wearing a trendy sportswear, casually leaned back on the seat, stretched out and embraced the back of the bride's seat, facing the wall Mu Sicheng slowly pulled away an ear-cracking evil smile.

The moment the two shadows took their seats, the shadows all bowed their heads obediently, no longer, or dared not look at Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng any more.

"Grass!" Mu Sicheng stared at the wall with wide eyes, "This shadow is me, right?!"

Bai Liu looked clearly at Mu Sicheng's faint and almost invisible figure: "It's you."

Mu Sicheng looked at the shadow in disbelief: "Why is my shadow sitting on the main seat?"

"You should have paid homage here, so you are also one of the newcomers, and you are qualified to sit at the head of the main table." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng who was sitting at the head of the table, "This shadow ‌It should be your soul, you should fuse it back before your movie is completely independent."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "Otherwise, you're done."

Mu Sicheng asked back in astonishment: "What!?"

The eunuch-like shrill yell rang out again: "—Please, the guest of honour, the honored guest is alone!"

The two shadows who just took their seats stood up again, and the shadow of Mu Sicheng looked back at Mu Sicheng. ‌.

It made a provocative gesture to Mu Sicheng to follow me, turned around and walked in.

The bride's shadow kept up with small steps, obviously not moving fast, but she stuck closely behind Mu Sicheng's shadow, her head covered with a hijab pressed against Mu Sicheng's back shoulder Every time I took a step, water dripped from the hijab, and my head drooped abnormally.

"Follow." Bai Liu followed the two shadows without hesitation.

The two shadows moved very fast, and walked past the back door of the tomb in the blink of an eye.

The back door opened automatically, and they looked back at Bai Liu and the others, as if to see if they had followed. After confirming that Bai Liu was coming, they disappeared behind the wooden door in an instant.

Bai Liu followed closely, and Mu Sicheng asked as he ran, "How do I fuse that shadow?"

"Find your body and get in." Bai Liu quickly ran after the shadow without looking back, and at the same time clearly stated to Mu Sicheng, "You and it are the body of [Mu Sicheng] The soul of your body, your carrier is the body, the soul is the master, you will be forced to inhale it when you enter it, you can fuse with it."

Mu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "It sounds quite simple."

"It's not easy." Bai Liu retorted calmly, "This is the most difficult."

Mu Sicheng asked in a daze, "Why, can't we just find the body?"

"Actually, that's the case." Bai Liu finally glanced at Mu Sicheng from the corner of his eye, and asked, "But do you know where your [spirit] hides your body? "

Mu Sicheng was stunned again, and he reacted suddenly: "You mean it will hide my body with other ghosts in the main tomb?!"

"Well." Bai Liu nodded, "It knows that after you enter the body, it will be forced to inhale into your body to fuse with you, and then disappear, so as an [evil spirit] that wants to be independent, of course it will try to find a way to To prevent you from finding your body."

"There is one more thing, and although your [soul] should not have performed the three salutes with those brides, but your soul can be the host, then it is obviously the guest here."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "This can only prove one thing, and that is that after your body was stripped, it stayed in your body to manipulate your body to complete the three rituals of heaven and earth, marry If one or some ghost brides are found here, they are already half the masters of this tomb.”

"All the ghosts and evil spirits here obey its command, and it will only be more difficult for you to find your own body."

"After twelve o'clock, the road to the underworld will be closed, so you can't go back to the underworld as a human being." Bai Liu glanced at the computer time, then turned to look at Mu Sicheng again, "Then You have really become a ghost, and your body and the soul that stays in it have also really become zombies."

"It's almost ten o'clock now."

Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "There are still two hours."

Bai Liu looked at the shadow of the bride who flashed by at the corner in front of him: "But I don't think there is any hope."

Mu Sicheng tried his best to keep calm: "What do you mean?"

"If it's my [spirit] that wants to take away my body at this moment, I'll probably confirm with you the amount of money I'll burn in Qingming Festival." Bai Liu at this time And can seriously joke around.

"There's no need to struggle anymore, my [spirit] will lurk silently for two hours, and then wait for me to turn into a ghost and take my body."

Mu Sicheng still didn't understand, he clenched his fists tightly: "But my [spirit] didn't lurk, it appeared openly, because it felt that it was sure of itself?"

"No, I think it's not very smart." Bai Liu shook his head and denied, he touched his chin, "After all, it's your [spirit], and it lacks the ability to think humanly, I think ‌‌Stupid, but this ‌may not be our breakthrough.”

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Mu Sicheng was furious: "You and I are in business! Can you hurt me less!"

"I'm really doing business with you." Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder and explained unhurriedly, "Think about it, if you are your [spirit], you can get through it." If you can have a complete and powerful body in two hours, you will come out and beat drums to hang around, hold a wedding banquet to welcome your partner as the guest of honor, and invite him alone?"

Mu Sicheng frowned: "...No, why did he do that?"

"I'm asking you this, it's your [spirit]." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng quietly, "Under what circumstances would you do this?"

Mu Sicheng fell into deep thought, his brows became more and more knotted, and finally he began to pull his hair in anxiety: "...I can't think of many things..."

Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's tense back, and at the same time slowed down his tone of voice and guided Mu Sicheng: "Then let me ask this question in a different way. If you do this, what do you think you are doing?"

"If I do this, it should be for the sake of pictures..." Mu Sicheng closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, "Show off, or for fun? I seem to have often done stealing other people's things before and showing them in front of others. Show off this kind of thing..."

Mu Sicheng opened his eyes, and his tone was low and confused: "...I seem to like to look at other people's things under my nose, but I can't find anything that looks like it's out of breath. "

"Why do I like to do such bad things..."

"It's pretty bad." Bai Liu commented honestly, and he smiled amusedly, "But your childish badness is placed in this place, I think it's a great thing."

Mu Sicheng turned his head to look at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu smiled: "I probably know what [you] did."

The shadows of the bride and Mu Sicheng walked through a few corners and entered a partial tomb room, followed by Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng.

This partial tomb room is lower and narrower than the previous hall. At first glance, it is configured as a bedroom. There is a huge mahogany carved high-foot bed in the center. There were silk quilt covers embroidered with Mandarin Duck and Double Happiness, and white lanterns were hung on the four beds. On the lanterns was affixed a red lettered Xi, which was shining palely at the moment.

There is a thick layer of dust on these things.

There are no shoes in front of the bed, but there are more than 30 kinds of wet footprints of different sizes scattered densely around the bed. Most of these footprints are the footprints of small cloth shoes, and only one pair of them is the footprint of sneakers.

Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng questioningly, Mu Sicheng nodded, and mouthed: That's right, these footprints are my shoes.

The dark wind that came from nowhere lifted the heavy red gauze hanging on the big bed, revealing a pair of powder blue embroidered shoes standing on the edge of the mahogany bed.

This pair of embroidered shoes is loomingly hidden by the bed, still dripping water.

Frightened by the pair of embroidered shoes standing by the bed, Mu Sicheng took a step back and was held down by Bai Liu.

Bai Liu walked to the bed with a steady expression. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the pair of embroidered shoes standing beside the bed, and pushed aside the red gauze hanging on the wooden bed with both hands.

Mu Sicheng was shocked by what he saw in front of him and gasped.