Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

A group of men walked and chatted and soon arrived at the place.

Jiang Ye originally thought that there would be more flowers in the place where the flower god was worshipped.

But in fact, they passed through clumps of flowers and finally arrived at a flat grassland.

In the center of the grass, there was a coffin climbed and decorated with flowers.

Under the coffin is a two-meter-high shelf, almost covered with flowers.

From a distance, it looks like an altar made of flowers.

In front of the flower stand, there are sacrificial supplies.

Tables, candles, and food.

There were two rows of middle-aged men standing around, looking solemn.

When we got here, the originally laughing young men also stopped chatting and became quiet.

"Is it all here?"

A stooped old man stood up, looked around, and then nodded.

"let's start."

Then, the young men began to come forward and kneel down in rows facing the coffin.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye also found a place behind him to kneel down and lower his head.

"Yohohohohoye--"

After all the young people knelt down, the old man picked up a flower branch, shouted, and jumped up around the crowd.

Dance and walk, sing while walking.

"The flower-like girl~ is here~"

"She came to Baihua Village with hunger and goodwill~"

"The kind people in the village gave her food and water~"

That lyric seems to be a story.

The old man sang and waved the flower branches in his hands abruptly.

There was a "pop" sound.

Hit the young man in front of you on the back.

wow——

A gust of cold wind blew up, causing the petals on the outside to dance and scatter on the clean lawn.

The young man who was beaten groaned, said nothing, and knelt on the ground.

"She left after eating and drinking, but she is a kind and mysterious girl~"

The old man's singing was not pleasant, but he had a strange sense of melody.

It was as if the wind in the air was dancing with him.

"No one knows where she comes from, and no one knows how kind she is..."

"She left the seeds of flowers, she brought beauty and life~"

"Oh yeah~ She brings beauty and life~"

"Goddess of Flowers, please bless the earth today~"

"Oh yeah~ She brings beauty and life~"

Snapped--

Snapped--

Flower branches kept beating on the backs of the young men.

It also hit Jiang Ye, and the whip didn't hurt at all.

He followed the example of others and bowed down.

Surrounded by flying petals, the rhythm of strange songs.

The air is quiet yet noisy.

The place where I was hit on my back felt cold and hot, as if something was starting to spread.

In a daze, Jiang Ye seemed to see a touch of green appearing on his back.

It was a seed. The seed took root and sprouted in the greenery and broke out of the ground.

A pair of white and tender hands appeared outside the green buds.

A woman appeared in the halo. Her appearance was like that of a goddess from heaven, which was indescribable.

Her graceful figure is looming among the green buds and petals.

She stretched out her hands and carefully protected the green bud, "Grow up quickly."

Her voice was gentle and beautiful, drifting into Jiang Ye's ears with the wind.

"I hope I can grow beautiful flowers."

……

"No one knows where she comes from, and no one knows how kind she is..."

"She left the seeds of flowers, she brought beauty and life~"

"No one knows where she comes from, and no one knows how kind she is..."

"She blessed the earth, and the gods celebrated Baihua Village~"

……

The cold wind blew by, and Jiang Ye suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes clear again.

The old man's song echoed in his ears, and a flower petal fell on the grass in front of him.

The figure of that woman appeared uncontrollably in Jiang Ye's mind, he was attracted by her and worried about her.

But he couldn't remember the woman's face.

I just remember that she was an extremely beautiful woman.

Snapped!

Another flower branch fell, and Jiang Ye was startled and came back to his senses.

He realized something, switched to the cleaner profession, and used the [Cleaning] skill.

Suddenly, a cool warmth flowed through.

All excess was washed away.

Jiang Ye's mind became clear again, and only then did he notice that there was something extra in his hand.

He looked around and saw that the people kneeling on both sides had their eyes closed and the corners of their mouths raised.

Jiang Ye saw this and did not act rashly.

He closed his eyes again, pretending to still be immersed in it.

The old man's singing continued for a while, about ten minutes.

But no one seemed to notice it. The old man didn't even cry out that he was tired, and his voice didn't even dry up.

at last,

When the singing ended, the old man exhaled a breath and stopped in front of the table where the sacrificial supplies were placed.

The flower branches that were almost unrecognizable were inserted into the bowl of incense ash.

It stands to reason that if the incense ash is light and thin, the flower branches will fall over.

But the flower branch stood straight in the center.

"Thank you to the Flower God for your blessing——!"

The old man was overjoyed when he saw this.

Kneel down and prostrate before the table.

The middle-aged men on both sides also showed joy and knelt down to worship.

"Thank you to the God of Flowers for blessing——"

"Thank you to the God of Flowers for blessing——"

Kneel down for about a minute.

Old men and middle-aged men all stood up.

Start calling the young men, "Wake up, wake up."

"It's over, you can get up."

"Ah?" "What?" "Lord Flower God, please don't leave—"

The young men woke up as if from a dream, still in a daze.

He looked reluctant to wake up.

Someone else stretched out Erkang's hand, and a sachet-shaped cloth bag clattered to the ground.

Seeing the sachet fall to the ground, I reacted belatedly.

Carefully picked up the sachet and patted the dust on it.

"Hey, get up." The middle-aged man called Jiang Ye and kicked his kneeling feet.

"What?" Jiang Ye opened his eyes and shook his head, looking like he had just woken up.

"The sacrifice is over, go back and plant flowers,"

The middle-aged man said and handed over a wooden sign:

"After a few days, you can bring the flower you think is the most beautiful and present it to the Flower God for blessing."

"Your family members should have told you this. If not, go back and ask yourself."

"Thank you, uncle." Jiang Ye thanked him and looked at the red sachet in his hand.

The sachet is only half the size of a palm and is very soft to the touch. It is printed with exquisite little flowers and is vivid.

You don't have to get too close to smell a strong and pleasant fragrance.

Smelling this fragrance, Jiang Ye felt like his mind was in a trance again.

He quickly opened it and took a look, then put the sachet into his pocket.

——There are seeds the size of a fingernail inside.

"Everyone, go back." The old man in front said: "Go back and plant well. Don't live up to the blessing of the Flower God."

"Okay village chief."

"Don't worry, old man, I will definitely be blessed this year!"

The young men looked at the seeds in their hands and laughed.

It was as if they had seen the beautiful Flower Goddess waving to them.

"Let's go." Nitou came over and said, "Go back early and plant the seeds. Maybe they will sprout tonight."

Jiang Ye nodded and asked, "Where are you going to plant it?"

"Didn't your family tell you?" Nitouzi said, "The best pieces of land in the village have been set aside for us to plant seeds blessed by the Flower God."

"Every family has registered before the Flower God Festival. Your family must have registered too," he said.

"I see," Jiang Ye smiled sheepishly, "I've been attending weddings lately."

"Haha, I understand, I understand." Nitouzi patted Jiang Ye on the back very understandingly, "My father also registered for me."

……