Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The crooked road stretches under a dark sky.

The surrounding area was desolate.

Among the dirty earth, stones and weeds, there are several small and crooked earthen houses, with thin and dilapidated door panels, and dark windows, looking out lifelessly.

Gosho slowed down.

The other players had already been left behind by him and disappeared without a trace, and the shadows that had flashed in front of the road before had disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were desolate and dark.

He looked around, then walked slowly towards the end of the road.

Not far away, a similarly crooked courtyard attracted Ge Xiu's attention.

It looks the same as other buildings in this village, except that it is a little taller, and the courtyard door is locked. From the low courtyard wall, you can see a barren corner of the courtyard. There is a dilapidated plaque full of dust hanging on the courtyard door. There are two words written:

ancestral hall.

Gosho walked out towards the gate.

But before he took a few steps, at this moment, a rough and hoarse voice came from behind him:

"Boy, where are you going?"

Ge Xiu turned his head and looked behind him.

I saw a crooked old lady standing behind him. She had an almost terrifying old face, dark and wrinkled, covered with deep grooves, and the corners of her mouth were crooked. All the teeth in her mouth had fallen out, leaving only one An empty black hole, a pair of ugly eyeballs covered with a layer of gray white cloud, always give people a sinister and malicious feeling when looking at people.

"Are you also a guest at the wedding?"

She took a few steps forward tremblingly: "Guest, you have come to the wrong place, have you lost your way?"

An uncomfortable smile appeared on the old woman's wrinkled face. She leaned on a cane in one hand, and stretched out the other crumpled black hand that was shaped like a chicken's claw towards Gexiu's wrist: "Come on!" Come on, boy, I'll take you to..."

The moment her fingertips touched the skin of Gexiu's wrist, she quickly retracted it as if she had been scalded by something.

The old woman's old face trembled, and a trace of trembling and resentment flashed in her triangular eyes covered with shadows.

"What's wrong?" Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The deep wrinkles on the old woman's face twitched, and she showed a false smile: "Old woman, this is the first time I have seen such a handsome young man, let's go, guest, come with me, I will take you to meet other people." and."

Ge Xiu casually glanced at the ancestral hall and shrugged:

"Okay."

This time, the old woman didn't try to reach out to touch Ge Xiu, but followed him guardedly, as if she was afraid that he would run away, but she kept a distance of two steps from him throughout the whole process.

Through the crooked path, she led Gexiu to a house that looked more decent and spacious.

"Go quickly." The old woman stopped her pace, her long nails were like curved eagle claws, her dark and wrinkled fingers were holding a cane, and she had a kind smile on her face.

Ge Xiu glanced at her, then walked towards the house.

The lobby is very dark, the greasy tables and chairs and the plaque decorations on the walls all look dusty and old-fashioned.

Several other players are there.

They were sitting on the seats, the eyes of those obviously newcomers were still red, and they were restless, curled up in the chairs timidly, as if they could rely on this to avoid being hurt.

Clearly, they've all learned and accepted their situation by now.

Hearing footsteps, everyone looked towards the door.

When they saw Gexiu, the other players couldn't help being stunned.

They have long been curious about this player who rushed into the instance before the game even started, but what they didn't expect was that this player who was so daring to be a bit tough actually looked so...

good looking.

Ge Xiu ignored everyone's different looks and sat down on the last chair.

Sitting at the head is a man who is obviously from the dungeon. His face is dull and ordinary. He seems to be no different from ordinary people on the surface, but when he stares at the person with a pair of dark eyes, he always gives people a kind of hairy look. It felt as if a chilly air was slowly rising from the bone marrow.

He opened his mouth and said:

"It seems that our last guest has finally found his way. I am the head of this village. You can call me Old Liu."

The Village Chief Liu looked away and continued:

"Everyone is welcome to take time out of their busy schedules to come and attend my little girl's wedding."

He raised the corners of his lips, revealing a smile that was half stiff and half false:

"Just treat this place as your home these few days. If you need anything, you can ask me anytime."

Player: "..."

Who would call this ghostly place their home.

The village head coughed twice, and continued: "It's getting late now, I'll take you to rest later..."

Ge Xiu suddenly spoke and interrupted the other party: "When will the wedding start?"

The other players were taken aback.

They didn't expect that there would be players interrupting the npc's introduction directly, and they couldn't help subconsciously thinking

The village chief's face froze slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at Gexiu who was sitting at the end. There was no light in those dark eyes, like two lifeless glass beads. He seemed to be a little stuck. After two or three seconds, he opened his mouth and replied slowly:

"……the day after tomorrow."

For other players, those short two or three seconds seemed like a century.

It wasn't until the other party answered the question, and there seemed no sign of turning their backs, that their hearts finally slowly returned to their stomachs.

After the conversation was over and the village chief left, the players who had been in a state of tension slowly relaxed.

After a round of self-introduction, the players all looked at Gexiu with unconcealable curiosity in their eyes. One of the senior players couldn't bear it anymore and said firstly: "Dude, you are awesome, this is experience. How many copies have you got?"

Gosho said truthfully: "One."

Not only the player who asked the question, everyone was stunned for two seconds, obviously not expecting such an answer from the other party.

"Just kidding." The player obviously showed disbelief on his face: "Did you say this is your second copy?"

"Yes, yes." Another person echoed: "The difficulty of this dungeon is at least A. The senior players who are randomly assigned have experienced at least four or five dungeons, and even the rookies only have two. You How could it be that it was only experienced once?"

Gexiu pondered for a while, then replied:

"Probably bad luck."

His expression was too calm, and there was no sign of lying at all. Now, the other players who were very sure were not so sure.

After all... It is true that some unlucky rookies will be assigned to a dungeon of this difficulty in the first round.

Highly difficult dungeons will indeed reduce the number of newcomers, but there are often two or three left.

Although senior players will sympathize with these unlucky newcomers, most of them are still happy to see their success—newcomers are the cannon fodder for senior players to explore the way and attract monsters. This cognition has basically become Abandoning the unspoken rules among experienced players, this kind of gameplay of randomly assigning newcomers to difficult dungeons is cruel, but it has practical benefits for them.

However, this kind of semi-novice was assigned to a high-difficulty dungeon in the second game, and it was the first time they met.

——Especially this kind of half-newcomer who is too bold.

Ge Xiu asked, "So, what are the rules of this game?"

The expression of the other player was obviously gloomy. He sighed and replied, "Survive until after the wedding."

Among all the game rules, only this kind of dungeon of "survival time" is the most difficult to grasp.

Seems like a simple request, but the behavior hints given are the least, and it is more difficult to determine the actions that should be taken in the dungeon. Survival depends not only on the player's experience and reaction ability, but also on luck.

However, this kind of copy also has advantages, that is, the degree of freedom is relatively large, and there are no very clear prohibition rules.

But it also makes it more difficult for players to grasp the dangerous boundaries.

Just then, a man in sackcloth walked in.

His face was also pale and stiff, and his ordinary-looking face seemed to be wearing a rigid mask, without any expression during the whole process.

He came to take the players to their respective rooms.

It was a rather large yard. There were a series of small bungalows in the yard. Several small rooms followed one another, and the players happened to share one room.

Gosho chose the one on the farthest edge.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, the crooked windows are facing the yard, and the gloomy sky can be seen through the foggy glass.

When leaving, the man who led the way suddenly turned his head and said to the players who had chosen the room:

"By the way, guests, try not to go out at night. There are no electric lights in many places in the village, and the lights are dark..."

He smiled eeriely and weirdly:

"……easy to get injured."

The players couldn't help but feel their spines go numb.

——Although there are no particularly clear rules for this kind of survival copy, going out at night, no matter which copy it is in, is courting death.

Although the daytime here is not very bright, but the darkness of the sky can be felt very clearly.

The darkness spread rapidly, quickly encroaching on the scenery outside the window.

In just ten minutes, the night had completely fallen, completely covering the courtyard.

The door in a remote corner of the courtyard was slowly pushed open from the inside.

In the next second, Ge Xiu, a semi-novice courting death player, appeared at the door.

He turned his head and glanced at a series of closed doors, and then stepped into the darkness without changing his expression.

Ge Xiu turned on the flashlight, followed the route he remembered, and walked straight to the location of the ancestral hall during the day.

The village shrouded in darkness looked more and more eerie, the surrounding scenery was hazy and indistinct, and strangely shaped black shadows stretched their teeth and claws around them, and were left behind by Ge Xiu.

At this moment, right in front of the road, a woman in red clothes appeared.

She turned her back to Ge Xiu, with her head bowed, her long black hair hanging down to her waist, and she looked very ghostly under the light of the flashlight flickering slightly.

Low weeping sounds came from a distance, thin and soft, fluctuating from low to high, like filaments, especially clear in the thick darkness.

The light of the flashlight flashed twice and went out.

At this moment, Gexiu heard a soft breath from a woman behind his ears:

"...Are you looking for me again?"

The voice was very close, as if it was ringing in the ear, with a chill, it came quietly.

In the darkness, Gexiu turned his head, and his gaze was precisely positioned on the dark shadow lying on his shoulder. He smiled slightly:

"You think too much, big sister."