I have a cub that escapes the boss

Following Ji Hanchuan's words, the flashlight of his mobile phone flickered, and the room suddenly went dark.

An invisible sense of oppression floated in the warehouse, and the air seemed to be stagnant.About ten meters away from Ji Hanchuan, the wooden door creaked, as if it was about to close again.

Ji Hanchuan still thought: Why are these methods?Not at all creative.

He seriously felt: If you want to scare people, at least you have to learn to innovate.Those who have come to this point are old people. Although things like turning off the lights and closing the door will indeed create a little atmosphere, but it is also quite...boring.

Ji Hanchuan: "'Cheng Juan' is still at the ancestral hall. You are in the third grade, and you haven't studied politics yet. Between us, it can only be regarded as a 'secondary conflict'," he paused, reminding, "I am You saved your mother once, don't you think about giving me a gold medal for avoiding death?"

Following his words, the air in the room suddenly resumed flowing.In the dust, the figure of a girl is looming.

Ji Hanchuan choked on the ashes again.He coughed several times, "Are you still here?"

Through the dust, a line of words appeared in front of Ji Hanchuan: I want to go back.

Go back to your body.

The two had spent twenty or so hours together before, and at any rate they had a bit of a revolutionary friendship.Also as a game creature, Cheng Juan is obviously a bit more advanced than the village head, and still has her own thinking ability.I don't know if it was Ji Hanchuan's words that persuaded her, but Cheng Juan probably felt that Ji Hanchuan lived a little longer and it wouldn't affect anything.

Ji Hanchuan was a little uncertain about who the "He" was in this game, but he liked to hear about the current situation.In the previous game, Shao You, as the boss of the final stage, could control the creatures of the game and order them to attack the player. He could also do some tricks in accordance with the "game" judgment mechanism, so that other players had to cooperate with Ji Hanchuan to hunt.However, Shao You cannot attack "colleagues" for no reason.

This game is different.

A small Shanhuai village is full of contradictions.The real and the fake Cheng Juan competed for the body, and the old lady was resentful towards her son who concealed her death.Ji Hanchuan's physical strength has returned to the average level, and he can't kick down walls or kill game creatures with his hands, but it is not difficult to use the existing contradictions to stir up disputes.

——Looking at it this way, the real and fake Cheng Juan, as the contradiction itself, doesn't seem like "he".

Ji Hanchuan smiled slightly and said, "You want me to help?"

If Cheng Juan can return to her body directly, then she can go to fake Cheng Juan right now and fight for control of her body.

But she's still here.This shows that Cheng Juan is powerless against the mountain ghost who seized her body.

Dust rose in front of my eyes, and I spelled out another word: Yes.

Ji Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

He asked, "What do I need to do?"

Following his words, Cheng Juan hesitated.

Even if he couldn't see the other party, Ji Hanchuan still felt that Cheng Juan was struggling.

She didn't know if she should confess her weaknesses to the person in front of her.

Ji Hanchuan thought he was patient, but the problem was that the environment was too bad.He rolled over the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and he could not change his face when he was lying in ambush among the dead.But in the dust, he couldn't control many physiological reactions.

Cheng Juan hesitated.

Ji Hanchuan sneezed.

Cheng Juan still hesitated.

Ji Hanchuan was still sneezing.

Ji Hanchuan rubbed his nose and called out, "Ningning."

Ning Ning appeared in front of Ji Hanchuan.

She was a little curious, looked around her surroundings, and quickly recognized the lantern stand next to her.Afterwards, Ning Ning's eyes fell on Cheng Juan again.

Ji Hanchuan confirmed with his daughter: "Can you see her?"

Ning Ning nodded briskly.

Cheng Juan didn't know why.But she listened to Ji Hanchuan's speech and realized: Oh, this strange man is doing strange things again.

As if there was someone in front of him.

After Ji Hanchuan confirmed it, he said to Cheng Juan: "After you think it over, tell her, and she will tell me."

Cheng Juan hesitated.After a while, the dust stopped shaking, but Ning Ning said to Ji Hanchuan: "Dad, sister said 'yes'."

Ji Hanchuan responded.He thought for a while, and put the blood-stained swaddle back into the wooden box.

The whole body trembled again.

Ji Hanchuan paused and asked, "I have it?"

Ning Ning replied: "Sister said, yes, you take it first."

Ji Hanchuan vaguely thought of something.

Judging from the existing information, Cheng Juan must not be human.

But there seems to be no connection between her and the "mountain".

According to what Aunt Fang said, Cheng Juan had completely different personalities from when she was a child to now.When she was a baby, Cheng Juan was bold and curious.Unlike now, shy and shy.

Probably when she was growing up, the part about the "mountain" had been buried deep in her memory, and Cheng Juan herself didn't even remember it.

Ji Hanchuan left the warehouse.

It got dark early this night.But the ritual does not begin until much later.

Teacher Gu's expression was tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Together with the villagers of Shanhuai Village, the evaluation team of Xicheng University stood on the bluestone slab in the center of the village wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats.

There is a pile of wood in the center, and those people who are possessed by mountain ghosts are tilted beside the wood.They've been hanging out all day, and they're still crooked.Many villagers were terrified and had to comfort themselves, thinking that after the ceremony, the mountain ghost would be expelled and familiar faces would return.

Looking at the way the wood is placed, it seems to be a campfire.But when the players came to the ancestral hall, the pile of wood was already soaked.

Mr. Gu kept in mind the previous plan.Deep down in his heart, he has already guarded against the students around him.Although his face was still calm, Teacher Gu couldn't help screaming in his heart.He felt like he was in a nightmare.

But the players.Their psychological quality is much better, and they also took time in the afternoon to raise the idea of ​​moving out with the village chief.As soon as the reasons discussed before were explained, the village chief looked at them for a moment, then nodded and agreed to the players to move away.But the specific place of accommodation is still under consideration.The village party secretary mentioned that otherwise, the evaluation team would sleep directly with the village committee, but it might be a little harder to lay the floor.In the troubled times right now, no matter who's house to go to, it seems inconvenient.As for the cold or cold weather, there are electric mattresses, so you won't be frozen.

Players thought it was a good idea.

Right now, except for Fang Min who was a little nervous, the others could still put on a calm appearance no matter how hard they tried.

Han Chuan was obviously the most relaxed.He also whispered to a villager next to him, "Sister," she is handsome and has a sweet mouth, and she doesn't mind using a little advantage to say, "Can this fire really be lit?"

The villagers replied: "Yes, but." Shen Shen glanced at the people around him mysteriously, and moved closer to Ji Hanchuan, showing his yellow teeth, "I ordered this, but the ghost fire on the mountain..."

Ji Hanchuan was thoughtful.

By 10:30 p.m., they heard a bell ringing.

The players stood on tiptoe and saw a group of people walking on the east road.

"bell--"

A group of people who came here were all dressed in colorful local costumes, their faces were painted with plant ash, from their foreheads to their necks, and their exposed hands were all black.The rain poured down, bringing out a series of deep marks.

"Bell, bell—"

They were getting closer and closer. After walking through the last room and formally stepping on the bluestone slab in the center, the two standing at the front raised their hands and scattered something.

The person before continued to introduce Ji Hanchuan, saying: "This is a way to open the way."

Ji Hanchuan said "En", and followed the words of the elder sister next to him, nodding from time to time to show that he listened carefully.Occasionally, he would ask, "Sister, what exactly are they spreading?"

The villagers replied: "Chicken feathers, duck feathers, wool, and chopped pigskin... Look at the offerings. The offal is mixed together. This is to tell the mountain god that we are about to start the sacrifice."

Ji Hanchuan smiled lightly and replied, "So that's the case."

"Bell, bell, bell—"

Before and after the team, there are two people walking side by side.Ji Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, barely able to see a village chief from inside.He realized something and looked around.Sure enough, there seemed to be very few male villagers around me, and they were all women.

"Sister," Ji Hanchuan continued to ask, "Have all the brothers and uncles in the village gone there?"

This time someone else answered him, saying: "Yes. Originally, all the men in the village went to the mountains to find someone, and then they were possessed by mountain ghosts. All the men in the village are over there."

One question and one answer here, over there, other players' ears are pricked up.

"bell--"

Ji Hanchuan finally saw Lan Po in the team.

Compared with other people, Lan Po's clothes are particularly heavy, and they are not as colorful as others, but a mixture of red and black.This kind of mixture is quite uncomfortable to see. From a distance, it seems that there is a gurgle of blood, which is about to flow from the clothes on Lan Po's body.

She wore a mask on her face, and a hideous ghost was painted on the mask.

Ji Hanchuan sniffed and felt the faint smell of blood coming from the air.

This time he didn't need to ask, the people next to him told Ji Hanchuan: "Have you seen what Lan Po is wearing? Jianshu and the others are really fast. Let all the sacrifices be bled, mix the blood together, and then soak Lan Po's sacrificial clothes into it." …Ordinarily, it is supposed to soak for seven days and seven nights, but today, it’s too late, and I don’t pay too much attention to it.”

After Lan Po, there were still two long lines of people following.It's just that this group of people didn't spread anything anymore, but no one was holding a tray with thick piles of raw meat on it.It wasn't handled too carefully, just roughly plucked and disemboweled.

Ji Hanchuan said thanks, and thought: With this custom, don't even think about developing tourism culture?

He now understood that the black part of Lan Po's body was already a blood scab from before.The red part is the blood flow that was either not completely dry, or was originally dry but washed down by the rain.

Looking at it this way, Lan Po's clothes are soaked in blood once a year, it is simply a natural bacterial bomb, and I don't know how to keep them on weekdays.

Ji Hanchuan seemed to see a bunch of white maggots twisting and turning on it, and was washed down by the blood flow.

Finally, the team came to the pile of firewood.

They began to circle around the firewood, around the people lying on the ground.

Lan Po is among them.The old lady who always hunched her body on weekdays, today she is reciting Guyuan singing, and the voice in her mouth penetrates the center of the entire Shanhuai village.

Ji Hanchuan's mood moved slightly.

He doesn't know about others, but Ji Hanchuan has seen what kind of injury Lanpo is.

Can she have this momentum?

Ji Hanchuan didn't quite believe it.

So, is it really the possessed "mountain god" who is inside that bloody coat?