Horror game: opening scare system

"It's really complicated... The idea of ​​weird statues is similar to some too old legends." Huo Lan stopped, turned to Xia Xiaotao and said:

"Did you know? Among the relics of prehistoric civilizations in our world, you can occasionally see some interesting materials or traces. There are many stories about strange statues."

"I know." Xia Xiaotao nodded.

After all, she was a member of Yujianmen, and many sects that still exist in the world today, including but not limited to Yujianmen, can actually be regarded as the relics of the so-called prehistoric civilization in Huo Lan's mouth, but This ruin is still very dynamic, like a living fossil.

In China, there are many so-called sects of cultivating immortals, and the methods of practice passed down from generation to generation in very early years, but compared with the descriptions in the sect files, the monks today are called prehistoric people. It is too far away.

He once saw it in the files of Yujianmen, saying that prehistoric monks who cultivated to great success can resist the wind, can live forever, can point to break mountains and rivers, move mountains to fill seas, and cut stars and rivers with swords.

Up to now, this is something she can't imagine.

Even if she is such a genius, she can only use some spells. Although the destructive power of the moves is there, it is far from what is recorded in the dossier, and it is not even as good as some people from the past. The player who survived the horror game.

For example, the big three in the strategy group, no matter which one is much stronger than her.

In her memory, Ge Changqing should be the only monk who can achieve this level now.

After all, she had seen with her own eyes how Ge Changqing killed the ghost stone envoy summoned by the Blasphemy Church with a single sword.

"If I remember correctly, the village head should have found the deceased directly in the living room, so he didn't go into the back room." Huo Lan interrupted Xia Xiaotao's thoughts, she pointed to the door of the living room, "press him It is said that the deceased was lying here when he was found, the skin of the whole body was gray, the whole person was skinny, all the body hair had fallen off, the weight was extremely light, there were no eyes in the eye sockets, and there was no tongue in the mouth."

Xia Xiaotao looked in the direction of Huo Lan's finger, imagining in her mind that besides the scene at that time, at the door of the living room, a skinny and gray body was lying on the ground. Scattered with the hair that fell out of this person's body...

"That's right. It is preliminarily speculated that he was attacked by the blasphemy church, causing him to lose all the organs in his body, leaving only a layer of human skin and bones. However, it cannot be ruled out that he himself is a member of the blasphemy church. It was a sacrificial ritual that caused me to become like this."

"If it's a sacrificial ceremony, it will be very troublesome..." Huo Lan took Xia Xiaotao's words naturally, "God knows what the lunatics from the Blasphemy Church will summon."

While talking, Huo Lan lifted the curtain of the back room and walked in.

Xia Xiaotao followed behind, and Huo Lan's serious voice came from next to her ear, "It seems that we are very unlucky, it is really some kind of sacrificial ceremony..."

Hearing this, Xia Xiaotao raised her head, and a pagan scene appeared in front of him.

There was no decoration in the back room except for a table, it seemed that the owner had moved them out, and the back room was tightly drawn to block the light from the outside, Xia Xiaotao felt it was dark at first.

But the first thing that caught Xia Xiaotao's eyes was not the table, but the red traces on the ground, which seemed to be a magic circle, with various irregular geometric patterns drawn on it, and those who couldn't understand it didn't know which one they belonged to. In which era and which country's language in the world.

Those symbols looked like some kind of hieroglyphs, some could vaguely see patterns like snakes and goats, while others couldn't understand them at all, but what was certain was that the moment Xia Xiaotao saw these symbols, Xia Xiaotao felt Instinctively disgusted.

She had a bad impression of those symbols, as if those symbols were stained with some dark things, revealing this evil and weird atmosphere, some kind of darkness, or something that exists in the abyss, dark, damp, terrifying atmosphere.

Then, around the red magic circle, there is a large amount of solidified wax liquid, which may have been filled with candles at one time.

Then there is the top of the table. Compared with the magic circle on the ground, the things on it are much more normal, but it is obviously not normal for this kind of thing to be placed here-they are plates and tributes, and in the tributes Behind it is a white photo, which shows a woman and a child. The two people in the photo are smiling happily, but it is not mentioned in the information sent by the organization.

These two people should be very important to the original owner here, or family members, but whether it is not mentioned in the information or the current scene, it seems that these two people have already left.

And the reason why the master held the sacrifice here seems to be clear. His purpose may be to resurrect these two people.

But judging from the current results, he obviously failed...but maybe not a complete failure, after all, there were strange events in this village.

But you might as well make a bold guess. The purpose of the sacrifice may not be to resurrect others, but it may be to harm others. After all, the thoughts of these lunatics are not so easy to guess. If you think about it according to common sense, you may guess wrong up.

The moment they saw the scene in the room, Huo Lan and Xia Xiaotao made a lot of ideas in their minds, but most of them were speculations. The things in the room are clear at a glance, and you can observe everything with just a glance. , Up to now, it is useless to stay in the house.

"These symbols and words give me a bad feeling."

Xia Xiaotao frowned tightly, and raised her hand to cover her mouth. Perhaps because she had been looking at those symbols for a long time, she now felt a little sick and wanted to spit it out.

"Me too."

Huo Lan responded, put away the mobile phone that took pictures, and then the two quickly came to the yard from the house. It was a sense of relief from both of them, perhaps because the atmosphere in the room was too oppressive and dull.

"I'll send the photo back to the organization and let them analyze it. Maybe there will be some clues."

As Huo Lan was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of vomiting from the side.

Xia Xiaotao didn't know when she had already run away, and she was bending over to retch the vegetable garden below the steps.