Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

After being forcibly put on a red coat and before being escorted out, Anzhi glanced at the window again and found that the black figure standing there had disappeared.

"Did you see the dark figure standing at the window just now?"

When Anzhi asked this question, he stared at Wang Cuilan closely, trying to judge from the micro-expression on her face whether the black shadow was related to their Wangjia Village.

Wang Cuilan sneered.

"This way of diverting attention is too clumsy. But I know that you have no companions anymore."

Anzhi frowned slightly.

So, didn't they see the black shadow just now? Or does the shadow not want the villagers to see it?

Is the black shadow the River Goddess mentioned many times by the villagers? If we say that the dark figure standing at the window just now is actually not the same as the villagers...

No, that's not right. Even if the surrounding light was insufficient, she could clearly see that the black shadow was wearing the cursed object "red skirt", so the other party was the core ghost of this illusion, or the ghost realm!

Logically speaking, all other NPCs are born to cooperate with her, and the villagers and the ghosts are naturally on the same side.

What's more, the villagers have obvious worship and even belief in the river god, and it is unlikely that they will be hostile to each other like a family of three...

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

As Anzhi was being dragged out while thinking, his ears moved and he heard the man's frightened and angry shouts.

It's Brother Shui.

He looked like he had just been pulled out of bed. He was in a state of disarray and had no resistance at all. Two men with big muscles and thick waists pinned him down on the only chair with a backrest.

Wang Chuntao stood in front of him, looked at it expressionlessly, and then frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied.

"The length is okay, but is the figure too big? Our wedding dress won't fit in it."

The hard cover can still be put on, but the sleeves are obviously shorter.

After Wang Cuilan came out, she listened to her words and said casually: "Who says it's not the case? The clothes of the maids doing the wedding are all too short. Why are these city people so tall?"

Anzhi was forced to put on festive clothes and was criticized for being too tall: "..."

On the other side, Brother Shui, who was put on the groom's wedding dress, struggled so hard that he almost tore the wedding dress.

The village was not rich in fabrics, and it took a lot of effort from the whole village to make such a beautiful groom's wedding dress. Therefore, Wang Chuntao had a gloomy look on his face, and several worms appeared on his fingertips. Crawled out from her sleeves.

In the air, the rotten aroma that had gradually faded away after the black shadow on the window disappeared became stronger again.

Luo Luo, who had been following them like a puppet on strings, suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Chuntao. However, her eyes had no focus, as if her eyes were attracted by magnets and stared at her.

After Anzhi smelled this smell, his eyes fell into a trance. In the haze, he seemed to see his SAN value dropping.

She pinched herself hard before finally waking up and looking at Wang Chuntao with a very horrified look.

She seems to have understood a little bit that Luo Luo fell into her trick, and now she wants to turn Brother Shui into a puppet too!

However, Wang Cuilan stopped her move.

"Don't mess around. The River Goddess doesn't like a stiff corpse. Forget about the maid, the groom must be alive and kicking - have you forgotten this rule?"

Wang Chuntao sighed helplessly, and then offered to tie his hands.

"He was struggling too hard - we can't let the groom wear tattered clothes to see his wife, right?"

So soon, Brother Shui's hands and feet were tied up tightly with hemp ropes as thick as two fingers. Even because they thought he was noisy, they found a ball of rags from nowhere and tied his mouth Also blocked.

Afterwards, they simply put some makeup on the groom, applied lipstick on Anzhi and Luoluo, asked Luoluo to hold a basket of paper money, and stuffed a large handful of red dates and longans into Anzhi's pocket, and then He pushed the two of them behind Brother Shui.

After a while, it was getting darker outside.

However, at some point, a light fog enveloped the place.

The fog was not heavy, and one could still clearly see the general scenery outside, but everything was shrouded in a mysterious veil.

Liu Yuling's voice came from outside the door, but it was no longer as clear and clear as before. Instead, it seemed to be a bit high-pitched and could be pinched: "The auspicious time has come. Please bring the bridegroom to the sedan chair with his maids."

Anzhi's acquaintance's deliberately shrill voice aroused goosebumps.

Her hands and feet were now tied behind her back, but because she was more cooperative and didn't scream, her mouth was still free. Now she wanted to complain, so she used all her strength to remain silent.

When she heard that the auspicious hour was shouted outside, Wang Cuilan immediately ordered the strong man she brought to carry Brother Shui and push open the door first, while the woman carried Anzhi, and the controlled Luoluo walked on her own.

In this way, the two dowry maids "followed" behind the groom, crossed the threshold one after another, and came to the outside of the house.

Anzhi's eyes widened and he looked into the depths of the mist. She seemed to vaguely hear a burst of music coming from over there.

Sure enough, the music got closer and closer, and finally, a red team emerged from the fog and stopped right in front of the house.

There are eight people in this whole team. For some reason, all of them are wearing masks and their bodies are wrapped tightly with cloth.

The two people at the front and the two at the back were playing and singing, and the four people in the middle were carrying a sedan, with the sedan door covered with a red curtain.

The music that came and went was intertwined. It was obviously festive music, but in this originally silent night, it was shrouded in a layer of fog, making it look particularly eerie and eerie.

After Brother Shui Anzhi was carried out by the villagers, Liu Yuling immediately shouted loudly: "Please invite the groom to get on the sedan chair!"

Anzhi turned his head slightly and glanced at Liu Yuling, and found that her eyes were dull, and she seemed to be as passive as Luo Luo. It should be when she went to the mountain, or when she stayed in the house with Luo Luo——

In fact, it doesn't matter when. In short, her teammates are almost ready to start again. She is also seriously considering whether her game is completely ruined or whether she should take another gamble.

In fact, you don't need to think about it to know that a strong and persistent person like Anzhi will definitely choose the latter. She is just a little depressed. How did things develop to this point? So I made fun of myself and made a joke with myself.

The current situation is really dangerous. Her teammate is marrying someone, and the outcome should not be good. As a dowry teammate, she will definitely be doomed as well.

And what's worse is that Liu Yuling and Luo Luo have been tricked a long time ago. They don't know exactly when it became like this, let alone how credible the information they exchanged before is still...

The only thing that is certain is that as long as they hold on until tomorrow - at eight o'clock this morning, rescue will come, and the game should be over.

However, the rescue information specifically emphasized that the trapped people should wait at the entrance of the village, and it was almost explicitly stated that those who did not go would be given up directly.

He said he was waiting for the next wave of rescue, but could Anzhi not understand this secret language? The subtext is that players who were not picked up at the entrance of the village can almost pack up and log off!

This rescue was so damn random that they didn’t even know how to come to the village for rescue, so the victim had to find a way to get to the village entrance in time!

Anzhi was thinking of a way to escape after stalling for time, and the woman carrying her followed Brother Shui's example and threw her on the sedan, and her back suddenly hit the cold ground hard. On the board, Anzhi couldn't help but hiss slightly.

Luoluo didn't get on the bus. She just walked to the front of the queue in silence. When the queue started to move again, she grabbed a handful of paper money from the basket, raised her hands high, and scattered it in all directions.