I Became a God in a Horror Game: 445, Evil God Festival Boathouse
The third night.
Xiao Kui, whose upper body was getting worse and worse, was laying on the window sill bored, and then, as no surprise, she saw the white willow who was carrying a lantern on the shrine, propped her chin and sighed: "Go again. "
After a while, Xiao Kui straightened up in surprise, and saw Bai Liu stopped at the entrance of the shrine with a lamp, and did not open the door to enter.
An hour passed.
Two hours have passed.
Bai Liu just quietly held a dimly lit lamp, standing alone in the long, dark night in front of the shrine, like a stone lantern guarding the shrine standing beside the gate, motionless.
The door of the shrine was suddenly slightly opened, and a pair of slender and fair legs could be seen holding the door valve, trying to reach forward to push the door out. .
The evil **** wants to come out to see the sacrifice standing outside the door, but Xiaokui remembers that his younger brother said that the evil **** is chained in the shrine, and it is impossible for him to get out.
Obviously as long as the sacrifice goes in, the evil **** can be seen, but Bai Liu just stands outside the door and doesn't get any closer, letting the evil **** who was awakened by his pain struggle to get closer to him.
"What is this doing?" Xiaokui frowned, "This guy won't spend so much time stealing the keys to the shrine with serious injuries, just to stand outside the shrine for one night?"
Bai Liuzhen just stood outside the shrine for one night.
When the sky was about to dawn, Xiaokui woke up and saw Bailiu still standing outside the shrine, holding a lantern, going down the mountain without turning her head.
The constantly struggling door in the shrine also stopped moving.
"In this person's mind..." Xiao Kui frowned, "What is he thinking?"
The fourth night, the fifth night, for a month in a row, no matter how severely Bailiu suffers during the day, no matter whether it is rainy, snowy or windy, Bailiu will definitely go up the mountain with a lantern at night, and then go to the shrine Standing outside all night, I went down the mountain when the sky was about to dawn.
Working day and night like this, even Xiaokui, a bystander who just observed out of a certain curiosity, can clearly see Bai Liu's rapid reduction and emaciation.
Although judging from this person's appearance, he is still so calm, as if he didn't wait outside the shrine every night to wait for the dawn alone.
Just like this day after day, how long did it take? When the sacrifice appeared in the Beiyuan family, the sacrifice was so painful that he committed suicide for the first time. The head of the Beiyuan family came to inspect the sacrifice with satisfaction and praised those teachings. After his old teacher, there should be an extra course about [Love] in his sacrifice teaching.
Luming County began to hang congratulatory banners about the evil gods. The rainy days began to outnumber the snowy days day by day, and the trees around the shrine began to bud.
Xiaokui realizes in a trance that the summer festival seems to be coming.
Not long after, the sacrificial person who came in with Bai Liu committed suicide again, his pain was beyond words, and it was in stark contrast to Bai Liu, who was so calm that no waves could be seen no matter how much torture he endured, so The attention of everyone in the Beiyuan family began to slant towards this seemingly more painful sacrifice.
So when this sacrificial victim committed suicide again, the Patriarch of the Beiyuan family waved his hand joyfully: "Sincerely, this sacrificial sacrifice is about to reach maturity, stop training today, no matter what promises he wants Give it all to him, and let him live in pain!"
Bai Liu bowed his head and stepped back from the Patriarch's door, but the Patriarch waved his hand impatiently, letting Bai Liu go.
As summer approached, it was rainy by the seaside. When it rained suddenly at night, Bailiu held a paper umbrella and went around the shrine from the deviation path.
Now, few people in the Beiyuan family pay attention to this sacrifice, which is not painful at first glance, and Bai Liu's actions are even more free than before.
Xiao Kui lay on the window sill, looking at the faint light in the hazy rainy night—seeing that Bai Liu saw the evil **** every night has become a boring sacrifice, one of the few things in the job Lezi .
It's very curious, what exactly Bai Liu wants to do.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the light on the rain screen carried by the white willow is very weak, like some kind of noctilucent insects floating around the shrine, wandering and floating among the forests where the vegetation is gradually dense, looking towards the abode of God Shaking forward, and then stopped at the gate of the shrine again.
Xiaokui saw that the door inside the shrine was pushed open again by a dog.
These days, the evil **** in the shrine has been walking out more and more. From the beginning, he could only open a small gap, and now he can open half of the door. God can come out immediately.
But what Xiaokui couldn't see was that the dog that pushed the door was slender, fair and scarred. It was covered with wounds from silk threads and chains, and the blood dripped down the robe. The dripping is connected with the rain in the pond.
"Come here, Bai Liu." Scheta stood by the half-opened door, lowered his eyes and said softly, "I heard your footsteps and felt your pain , just wake up and wait for you by the door.”
"Aren't you coming in to see me today?"
There was only the sound of heavy rain pattering outside the gate of the shrine, and Bai Liu did not speak. For so many days, even though Bai Liu came every day, Xieta would chat with him like this every day, but Bai Liu Not even a single word was answered to him.
Scheta is also used to this, he slightly raised his head, calmly looked at the shaking wind chimes under the eaves, and the increasing rain outside the eaves, he stretched the tight silk thread on his feet Into the flesh, there were dense bloodstains on the outer robe, and the fresh scars on his wrist that had just been strangled were dripping blood drop by drop, dripping down his pale fingertips.
The rain dripped from the umbrella pedestal supported by the white willow outside the door like that, blood and rain fell to the ground at the same time, melting into the mud.
Xieta said softly: "...you come these few days, I wake up earlier and earlier, and your heart seems to be suffering more and more."
"What are you suffering, Bai Liu?"
Scheta looked at the heavy old wooden door, he knew that there was a white willow standing on the other side of the door, where he would stand there all night, until it was almost dawn before leaving, and then come back the next night.
The rain is so heavy today, will Bai Liu get sick...
It's too strange, Scheta lowered his eyes, he looked at his bruised body, and clutched the clothes around his heart in some confusion.
Obviously it is the body that is bleeding at the moment, and the body doesn't hurt very much, but just thinking that Bai Liu will get sick, it's because his heart tightened a bit.
A strange pain.
In these days, Xieta has never seen Bai Liu once, never heard Bai Liu's voice, he just knows that Bai Liu is on the other side of the door, and there is a road between them that makes it impossible for him to reflect Bai Liu's emotions The thick wooden door, but he can feel so many emotions so clearly.
Every night, when he wakes up because of Bai Liu's approach, his heart beats faster. When he wakes up, he tries to push open the door of the shrine. will get bored.
When Bai Liu left, and when he fell asleep listening to Bai Liu's footsteps gradually going away, his heartbeat would change again and again.
Thinking that Bai Liu will leave today will slow down, and thinking that Bai Liu will come again tonight will speed up.
"It's raining too much tonight." Scheta said to the wooden door, "Do you want to go earlier?"
It was quiet outside the door, Xieta heard the sound of an umbrella turning, and then Bai Liu's footsteps walking down the mountain.
It's so weird.
Xieta pursed his lips, his eyes were staring straight at the wooden door, his fingers clenched tighter and tighter on his clothes
Obviously because of the heavy rain, he was the one who let Bai Liu go, but he really heard Bai Liu's footsteps leaving without hesitation, and thought of how quickly he spent time with Bai Liu through the wooden door tonight There is no ...
Scheta has no way to control the loss of the real estate company.
Why?
With no one around him, he can't reflect anyone's feelings, so where do these two contradictory emotions come from?
Although there is no response every time, Xieta will ask Bai Liu every time when he leaves: "Will you come tomorrow?"
Bai Liu's leaving footsteps stopped for a moment, Scheta heard the pouring rain, Bai Liu's breathing was slightly heavy for a moment, he took a step forward and walked to the shrine Beside the door, Scheta even heard the sound of Bai Liu's sticking to the wooden door of the shrine. It seemed that Bai Liu was going to push the door in the next second and say something to Scheta.
Xieta heard his heartbeat was unprecedentedly fierce, he tried to move forward, the silk thread tied on his waist even cut into his bones, but he didn't care about it, he bowed his head without hesitation He tidied up the clothes and hair on his chest in a panic, frowning slightly, but what was bothering him was not the pain caused by the scars, but the blood stains on his chest that stained his clothes and hair.
Seeing Bai Liu with blood stains like this, he feels a little untidy, but he can't care so much now.
Scheta simply tidied up his appearance, then raised his head, staring at the wooden door in a trance, concentrating to the point where he almost stopped breathing, letting the blood flow from his chest Penetrate the coat.
Will Bai Liu open the door to see him?
What would he say to him?
Bai Liu's breathing stopped for a moment close to the door, and his body moved slightly on the wooden door.
Scheta stared straight at the wooden door, his shoulders and back slowly straightened, and the light in his eyes brightened up bit by bit.
Then Bai Liu stopped, he paused, just like those nights before, he turned and left without saying anything.
Xieta's stretched shoulders gradually collapsed, he stared blankly at the door, his eyes were filled with very shallow light, as if a layer of light was about to fall.
The moment he heard Bai Liu leave, Xieta could barely hear his own heartbeat, as if his heartbeat had left with Bai Liu tonight.
Xieta slowly fell to the ground as Bai Liu left, countless heavy silk threads intertwined on the skin under his clothes, he gradually closed his eyes, and whispered softly to himself said:
"Whether you come tomorrow or not."
"I will always wait for you."
Xiao Kui leaned against the window, originally thought it was another rainy day when Bai Liu was guarding outside the shrine all night, and was watching her and yawning, but when it was dawn, Bai Liu suddenly walked into the shrine After a few steps, lift up the lamp and shine it on the door of the shrine, and all of them are pasted on the door of the shrine.
These Xiaokui raised their spirits and stretched their bodies forward to look more carefully: "Is he going in today?"
"No." Xiao Kui's eyes narrowed, "Bai Liu, did you write something on the gate of the shrine?"
Heavy rain poured down, the rain was noisy, and Scheta's voice was fragmented and blurred by the rain:
"Will you come tomorrow?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer me, whether you come tomorrow or not, I will always wait for you."
Bai Liu was holding an umbrella, he stood silently in the rain that was about to fall, and then suddenly turned around, Bai Liu held a lamp and shone on the wooden door that was steamed by the rain.
The wooden door is covered with granulated drops of water, Bai Liu hangs his palm on the wooden door lightly, and then points his finger on the wooden door, stroke by stroke Write a sentence carefully on the door, then sit quietly in front of the door for a while, then turn and go down the hill.
It rained harder and harder.
In a blurred rain curtain, the light carried by Bai Liu is getting farther and farther away from the gate of the shrine, but the gradually brighter sky shines on the wooden door of the shrine, illuminating the phrase written by Bai Liu on the wooden door of the shrine words:
【I will come tomorrow. 】