I'm a god in the infinite game

Kong Xuyang was overjoyed, but his face was surprised: "What are you doing with this book?"

"To ask for money." Bai Liu said lightly.

Bai Liu unfolded the book, and several slips of paper, large and small, slipped inside. He stooped to pick it up, and lined up on the paper in a leisurely manner.

These notes are all IOUs, and the amount owed on them ranges from a few thousand to hundreds of thousands. The repayment date on each IOU is heavily marked with a red circle and two exclamation marks, which can be seen The fear of the parties and the urgency of repayment.

Bai Liu stroked her chin as if realizing something: "I seem to owe others a lot of money."

Kong Xuyang looked over, couldn't help but smiled contemptuously in his heart, and said to himself a stinky poor man.

The character design that Bai Liu got really fit his identity, both in and out of the game, he was an unemployed vagrant, or a short-lived ghost short of money.

Bai Liu plays a gangster who has dropped out of junior high school and has been messing around in society. He has been involved in crimes two or three times.

At this time, the man owed a lot of money, and the lender started to bite him. He said that if he couldn't pay the money, he would break his legs and make him crawl on the ground for the rest of his life.

This person was frightened, he went to the doctor in a hurry, found an evil Taoist he knew, and asked if there was any way for me to make a fortune.

This Taoist said that if you are really short of money, you can find a very shady place to borrow money from the yin, the more shady the yin, the more windfall you will get.

Hearing this, the fool just happened to meet the archaeological team and told him to go back to his hometown. He thought in his heart and was ecstatic—there is no place in this world that is more dirty and gloomy than the one who dug up the ancient tomb. Is your hometown still a place with a lot of yin?

If he borrowed money in this kind of place, wouldn't it be a waste!

But he was afraid that something would happen to him after he borrowed the ill-gotten money, so this person kept an eye out, and asked the Taoist carefully, will there be no accidents if I borrow money from the underworld like this?

The evil Taoist heard that he wanted to go back to his hometown to borrow money, so he told him that borrowing money from his ancestors is only immoral, but it is not a serious problem. You will have a little bad luck, but there will be no bloody disasters. After all, you are a descendant of this village .

But the Taoist probably didn't expect that this person's village was Yinshan Village, a small village with weird funeral customs.

Generally speaking, the younger generation will not cause any big trouble if they borrow money from their ancestors. Even if the ancestors are angry with you, they will wait for you to die and go to the underworld to settle accounts with you. They will teach you, an unfilial descendant, that they will not be easy when you are alive. Hands-on, after all, you are their blood relatives, and they still count on you to burn incense and sacrifice.

But what if your grandparents didn't go to hell at all, and were trapped in this small village day and night wandering resentful?

It's hard to say what will happen if you borrow money from them at this time.

Kong Xuyang withdrew his ill-intentioned scrutiny on Bai Liu, changed his worried face, and said hesitantly: "Witchcraft seeks money, hurts nature and justice, and will suffer retribution...isn't that good?"

Bai Liu's eyes were still on the writing, and instead of looking at Kong Xuyang, he asked calmly, "Aren't all the money that can be obtained quickly in this world unreasonable?"

Kong Xuyang was startled, and subconsciously retorted: "How could that be?"

Bai Liu was finally willing to glance at him lightly from the corner of his eye: "If there is a kind of magic that allows you to start a company and squeeze your employees as much as you want without them resisting, if you can predict the direction of stock trading in advance, you can cut off shareholders on a large scale, and if you lend usury, you only need one advertisement, and you will be able to do so." It can confuse others, so that others can't help but bankrupt and borrow you usurious loans with extremely high interest rates."

"Even in games and competitions, you can use magic to kill competitive opponents first, without leaving any traces, and finally win and get bonuses."

"You can accumulate a lot of money with this, but according to what you said, isn't it all illicit wealth obtained by using sorcery?"

"Does that mean that those who did these things should be punished?"

Kong Xuyang was startled by Bai Liu's understatement.

Kong Xuyang has done all these things, and all of them were done with the props exchanged for game points, without leaving any traces, how could Bai Liu know? !

Didn't he forget it all!

Kong Xuyang looked at Yang Zhi in doubt, and Yang Zhi patted his stomach in a wronged and confused manner, indicating that he was really digesting Bai Liu's memory, and Kong Xuyang reluctantly sat down again: "You What were you talking about just now, Bai Liu..."

Bai Liu withdrew his gaze lightly: "I was imagining what I might do if I got the magic spell. These are the fastest ways to get money."

"I really want this kind of ill-gotten wealth."

Kong Xuyang pretended to be amused, and patted Bai Liu on the shoulder: "You're joking about Bai Liu again, you just said that you will be punished for doing these things."

Bai Liu glanced sideways at Kong Xuyang: "No, I don't think there will be retribution for doing so."

"All the money that hurts nature can only be divided into legal and illegal. Illegal ones will indeed be punished, but legal ones will not."

Kong Xuyang tried his best to put on a smiling face: "Is there any legitimate money that hurts nature and justice?"

Bai Liu raised the book in his hand, his eyes were sincere: "I was thinking just now, the law will protect the rights and interests of the living, so it is illegal to exploit the money of the living by various means, but it seems that the money of exploiting the dead has not been included in the law. The scope of consideration is legal."

"So borrowing money from the shadows is a legal act."

Kong Xuyang: "..."

He felt like something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

Bai Liu opened the "Maoshan Magic Manuscript", and there were several pages in it that were wrinkled, and it seemed that he was reading it from time to time, and there was a detailed note on one of the pages.

At the top of the page, there are three big characters "Fa Yin Cai".

Standing behind Bai Liu, Mu Sicheng quickly accepted his identity as a supernatural anchor, and now he has dedicatedly picked up his camera and started taking pictures everywhere. He saw Bai Liu was looking down at the book, holding his camera and looking closer curiously. Read while reading:

"..."Fat Yin Cai", wow, this is still in traditional Chinese characters, it's so hard to read, let me see what it says..."

"Look for a new tomb for burial, with a tombstone, name and gender, burial for no more than a hundred days, pass on meals...choose three animal wines (cattle, sheep and pigs), five Gui days, five Yin hours ([-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.), Bring a piece of longevity gold... wait to go to practice."

"Light four sticks of incense first, put one stick in the back garden, and the three sticks of sticks in your right hand face to the west to draw in the air, please pray to the god of yin and yang wandering day and night, and then chant the mantra—"

Mu Sicheng gradually became fascinated, and his tone became trance:

"The order of the thunder is as urgent as a spark, heard in the ten directions and the three realms instantly, the year is on the moon, and the day is on the hour, receiving meritorious service, yin and yang wandering day and night, psychic five directions—"

The incense in the temple was on and off, and the wind whizzed through the hall, giving off a strange echo similar to a woman's laughter.

The statue of Sanqing behind Mu Sicheng turned from a dignified expression to glaring glaringly. He held up his fly whisk and grinned, as if he wanted to insult Mu Sicheng, a Taoist disciple who used sorcery in front of him, and beat him hard. .

There was a crisp bell ringing and the sound of the wind.

The crossed red thread on the coffin swayed, causing the bells at the four corners to sway too. The three incense candles lit by He Daniu in front of the statue swayed twice in the dark wind and went out.

The lights in the temple were dimmed, and only a light yellow light from the swinging hanging lamp above the head shone on the statue. Whether it was a statue or a human being, they all became hideous under such dim light.

The black-and-white photos in the temporary alcove facing the seven coffins show that the seven benign old people have become inexplicably more sinister. In the photos, they stare straight at the four people in the lobby, their faces Uehara's originally friendly smile turned weird.

When Mu Sicheng met the eyes of the old man in the black-and-white photo that was facing him, he was shocked and suddenly woke up.

He subconsciously looked at Bai Liu, and Bai Liu shook his head flatly at him: "It's okay, I have to recite this mantra sooner or later, it's good to see the effect beforehand."

Mu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Bai Liu's eyes swept across the mourning hall, which had become much dimmer, and suddenly, his eyes stopped, and stopped on some two coffins.

Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi had already stood far away, and their faces were tense.

Even if I played this game once, there are still small traps and pits everywhere. Just now, Mu Sicheng suddenly chanted a spell, and if he hadn't dodged quickly, they almost fell victim to death!

In the black-and-white photos placed in the alcove facing the two coffins, the old man in the black-and-white photo has a kind face and a friendly smile. He looks like a good person at first glance, but what makes people feel chills behind them is that these two photos were supposed to be of a single person. In the chaos just now, it unexpectedly turned into a group photo of two people.

In these two black-and-white posthumous photos, one of the two old men is strangling the shoulder of Mu Sicheng, who seems to have not recovered, while holding the camera, and the other is strangling the shoulder of the calm-looking Bai Liu, with an expression on his face. The corpse spot and duckweed were removed, the nails became black and sharp, and the positive face looked out of the photo with joy and strangeness.

Bai Liu's gaze paused for a moment on the old man's hand pinching her shoulder, then she retracted her gaze from the photo and looked at the yellow talismans on the two coffins.

The cinnabar on the yellow talisman was dull, and the edges and corners were obviously damaged. It would not last long at first glance.

Bai Liu turned around and looked at Mu Sicheng: "Take off your shirt."

Mu Sicheng was taken aback, but subconsciously took off.

Bai Liu's eyes stopped on Mu Sicheng's shoulder - there was a black and red finger print that had just been pinched out.

Seeing this fingerprint, Mu Sicheng leaned back in fright.

Bai Liu touched his shoulder, he also felt a little pain in this place now, he unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, turned his head to look, and sure enough he found a sunken finger print on his shoulder.

Because it was too cold, I didn't even feel any pain.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "You have been taking pictures just now, right? Show me."

Mu Sicheng handed over the camera.

Bai Liu focused on the palm-sized screen of the camera, pressed the back button on the camera, and quickly searched for something in the constantly rewinding screen.

Mu Sicheng leaned over, a little afraid to look at the camera screen, only dared to ask Bai Liu: "What are you looking for?"

Bai Liu's finger pressing the back button finally stopped, and he pressed the play button: "Find something to verify my guess."

The images in the camera began to play normally, and Bai Liu watched intently.

Mu Sicheng swallowed, and looked over.

In the shaking camera screen, the light flickered on and off, and Mu Sicheng could hear the sound of himself chanting a spell until he was in a trance, followed by the piercing sound of the wind blowing out, and the moment the incense in front of the statue went out, the whole picture flickered. It was dark, and it was bright again.

In this darkness, something seemed to appear beside Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng, and then disappeared quickly.

Bai Liu played this place upside down and slowed down again, this time Mu Sicheng finally saw what was happening, his blood froze for a moment.

On the screen were two completely bloated, distorted faces covered with maggots, and the faces were covered with green duckweed. The fingernails of these two bodies, which had turned black, pinched on Bai Liu's shoulders.

Then the two old men stared miserably at the flickering camera, leaned on the shoulders of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng and let out a strange smile, the swollen skin and flesh cracked with their laughing movements, revealing the whiteness inside shredded pork.

The next second, the dim yellow light of the electric light came on, and the two faces pasted behind their ears disappeared.

Bai Liu handed the camera to Mu Sicheng, who had been so frightened that he lost his mind, turned around and walked towards the coffin. He stared at the yellow talisman on it for a second or two, and stretched out his hand, as if to lift the yellow talisman.

Kong Xuyang stopped him sharply: "What are you going to do! This talisman is the [An Sha Curse] to suppress corpses! You can't suppress the corpses in the coffin! Everyone will have trouble!"

Bai Liu didn't care what Kong Xuyang was saying, and lifted the yellow talisman without hesitation.

The yellow talisman was turned over, and a talisman was drawn on the back!

Bai Liu opened his "Maoshan Sorcery Manuscript", rummaged through it several times, and soon found the talisman corresponding to the spell behind it.

"[Yin Corpse Talisman]." Bai Liu said lightly, "Sure enough, this one is indeed [An Sha Curse] on the surface, but it has been tampered with, and behind it is a picture of these drowned corpses turning into Yin corpses. The evil talisman [Yin Corpse Talisman] increases evil spirits, and the [Yin Corpse Talisman] on the back is facing the coffin, so it is the most effective spell."

"Pasting this spell will not have any suppressive effect at all. It can only make these corpses turn into ghost corpses faster and come out to cause harm to the world."

Mu Sicheng said in shock: "How do you know there is something wrong with this talisman?!"

Bai Liu glanced at him: "Because everything inside can come out and take a photo with us, this talisman has no suppressive effect at all."

After Bai Liu finished speaking, she walked forward, raised her hand and tore off all the talismans on the seven coffins.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, the hanging bell rang sharply, and the lids of the seven coffins kept shaking, as if they were about to push the red line off at any moment.

A hand with black nails stretched out from the edge of the coffin in front of Bai Liu, and slowly opened the coffin's mouth.

The author has something to say:

Various spells in the article and [Find a new grave for burial, with a tombstone, with a name and gender, the burial should not exceed a hundred days, pass on food...choose three animal wines (cattle, sheep and pigs), five Gui days, five Yin hours (five o'clock in the afternoon) until [-] o'clock), bring a piece of longevity gold...and wait to go to practice.Light four incense sticks first, insert one into the back garden, draw three incense sticks in the right hand towards the west, and invite the wandering gods of yin and yang day and night. On duty, subject to meritorious service, day and night yin and yang wandering spirit, psychic five directions] are quoted from "Maoshan Essence Collection", "Maoshan Jing"

Very serious statement:

The content of the article is all fictional stories artificially fabricated after quoting. It has no authenticity and no intention to spread a certain school of thought. It is forbidden for minors and adults to imitate. It is only for entertainment, not as a practical reference, and has no practical significance

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