I'm a god in the infinite game

Kong Xuyang sat on the long bench with a sullen face, his cheeks twitching slightly, and Yang Zhi standing next to him patted him on the back.

The old god Bai Liu was sitting on the bench opposite Kong Xuyang, seeing Kong Xuyang's anger, he smiled very kindly at him.

Kong Xuyang was so angry that he almost took off on the spot. He stared at Bai Liu as a threat, and he hammered his knee hard, but he didn't expect to get a knee jerk reflex for himself, and kicked Bai Liu very delicately. .

Bai Liu smiled again: "My fellow, you are so cute, you still play with this."

Yang Zhi turned his head and bit his lower lip firmly, not letting himself laugh out loud.

Kong Xuyang: "..."

It doesn't matter, a person's life passes quickly.

Bai Liu thoughtfully changed the subject: "My fellow, you are willing to trade with me, and you didn't kill my teammate. You are a kind person, so I won't blackmail you. You will be able to get what I traded with you."

Kong Xuyang's face twitched a few times when he heard Bai Liu calling himself "Honest Man", and then he asked vigilantly, "What is it?"

"I just want you to chat with me for a while." Bai Liu looked at Kong Xuyang with a smile on his face, "Although I am a stranger in Yinshan Village, I don't seem to remember anything, and I hope you can take me with you, fellow." .”

Kong Xuyang's eyebrows were twisted into twists: "You made such a big circle just to let me take you?"

Bai Liu nodded seriously: "I don't know the place where I live, I'm afraid to go alone."

Kong Xuyang glanced at Mu Sicheng who was still shivering, shivering beside the statue and far away from the coffin, and then slowly shifted his gaze back to the ashes jar that Bai Liu used to step on.

Kong Xuyang: "..."

What does it mean to be afraid that Bai Liu will look back at your teammate's performance and then come to perfunctory me?

Bai Liu didn't seem to be worried that Kong Xuyang would leave him at all, and after reaching a simple verbal agreement, he began to chat with the other party with a smile on his face: "What are Brother Kong and Brother Yang coming back to the village this time?"

Yang Zhi, Kong Xuyang: "..."

So I called my brother, but I really didn't see anything.

Yang Zhi glanced at Kong Xuyang asking for instructions, and after getting the other party's approval, he explained mysteriously: "We came back to do a business of cultural relics."

Bai Liu was stunned: "Oh, Brother Yang and Brother Kong came back to rob the tomb?"

Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi had a meal together.

That's right, the roles they played were two tomb robbers. The main purpose of their return this time was to steal a funerary object in the main chamber of the excavated ancient tomb, which was also a side mission of their identities.

Kong Xuyang originally had no intention of hiding Bai Liu's identity, because the tomb they were going to was just below Bai Liu's ancestral house, and without the guidance of Bai Liu, a "descendant", they would not be able to enter.

Bai Liu fell into deep thought.

In the lyrics of the bride in the coffin just now, there are three kinds of people who will never leave Yinshan Village alive.

One is those who do not respect their ancestors, which obviously refers to the spiritual anchor Mu Sicheng.

One is the thieves, and it is no accident that they are Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang.

There is another kind of people who forget their hometown and forget their ancestors.

Bai Liu looked down at the "Maoshan Magic Manuscript" in his arms - it was about him.

The ancestors of Yinshan Village revered Taoism and believed in Taoists for generations, and their belief in this was very pious. As a result, Bailiu actually practiced a sorcery and came back, and used it to borrow Yin money to pay back the debt. He took full advantage of unfaithfulness and filial piety.

Judging from the current situation, his identity should be the most dangerous and the highest risk.

But the higher the risk, the greater the reward. Although Bai Liu doesn't remember anything, he doesn't reject this identity, and is happy to continue walking according to the setting of this identity.

For example, keep the first seven.

Bai Liu looked at the alcove facing him, and the photo on it was a black and white photo of a kind-faced old woman supporting his shoulders.

In the black and white photo, Bai Liu has a strange smile on his face.

The next morning.

When Bai Liu woke up, he and Mu Sicheng were the only ones in the temple. Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi had gone somewhere, but Bai Liu woke up Mu Sicheng who was still sleeping, walked to the gate of the temple, looked down, and suddenly Living.

Mu Sicheng followed Bai Liu to the gate of the temple sleepily, looked down, and then woke up completely: "Fuck, what is this!"

The wreaths placed in the temple were in a mess and scattered on the ground, as if they had been smashed by someone's wheel, and there were scattered white paper flowers everywhere on the ground.

But these are not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is the densely packed and neat rows of small footprints at the gate of the temple.

This footprint is only half the size of a child's palm, in a triangular shape, with only the soles of the front feet, as if a group of people tiptoed around the temple gate back and forth according to a certain pattern, as if they wanted to come in but couldn't get in, and were forced to leave at last up.

Bai Liu looked at the footprints for a while, then lowered her head and walked out following the leaving footprints.

"Hey!" Seeing Bai Liu leaving, Mu Sicheng was also anxious. He looked at those strange footprints in fear, and finally stomped his feet and gritted his teeth and followed, "Aren't you afraid!"

Bai Liu ignored it and walked forward.

These strings of footprints went around the temple, as if they were trying to find the entrance to the temple, went around a few times without success, and finally went to the village.

Mu Sicheng held up the camera to shoot, rubbed his arms, and looked at these bizarre footprints with trembling teeth.

These footprints are like a group of people walking together on tiptoes, and the steps are about the same size. The distance left by each footprint is the same to the naked eye, until it reaches the road in the village. This series of regular and dense footprints Just started to disperse.

These footprints went from one or more places on the road to various houses in the village. The footprints disappeared in front of the house door, as if they were going home.

Mu Sicheng just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when he took this photo, but soon Bai Liu gave him the final blow.

Bai Liu followed the footprints to the door, and the footprints disappeared on a piece of mud in front of the door. Bai Liu squatted down and turned over the debris of wooden branches covering the mud. Mu Sicheng clearly saw the place where the footprints disappeared appeared. A sight that chilled his blood.

The tiptoe footprint suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a complete footprint, and there were also two paw prints, and the five-finger posture of the two palm prints was still reversed.

It seems that here, the "man" returning home landed on both hands while putting down his heels, and began to twist his limbs and crawl towards the house on the ground.

Mu Sicheng's hair stood on end: "What kind of thing is this!"

Bai Liu got up, and he looked at the door with a gap left halfway there: "Go in and have a look."

After speaking, Bai Liu pushed open the door.

The old wooden door made a long creaking sound, and then slowly opened.

There was dust floating inside the house. Although it was daytime, the light was still extremely dim, and only the outlines of some furniture could be vaguely glimpsed. Bai Liu turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and walked inside.

Mu Sicheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked inside with his camera shaking.

As soon as I walked into the house, I understood why it was dark inside. The whole house was airtight except for two translucent tiles at the top, which acted as skylights for light to enter. The old hanging lamps were hung on the beams, and the wires It was covered with spider webs.

There is also a stove in the corner where firewood is piled up. On the stove is a large rusty iron pot with a few notched ceramic jars on the edge, which seem to be used for seasoning.

Mu Sicheng tried to turn on the light, but failed. He waved the dust in the air, coughed and said to Bai Liu who was walking in front, "I don't know how long people have lived here, and the lights are not turned on."

"That's not certain." Bai Liu held up the flashlight to shine on the wall, "Didn't we just follow a person in? Maybe it lives here."

Mu Sicheng's scalp was numb: "Stop making such jokes..."

His voice stopped abruptly as he looked towards the wall illuminated by Bai Liu's flashlight.

The light just now was too dim, and Mu Sicheng had been looking at the camera screen all the time, so he didn't even notice that the whole house, the ground, the walls, and even the beams were covered with the kind of limbs they just saw outside the house. Mud handprints and mud footprints.

The mud handprints and footprints on the wall illuminated by Bai Liu now cover the entire wall densely, and the wall is painted grayish yellow. If you don't look carefully, you may think that this wall is a mud wall.

But after a closer look...

These handprints and footprints are distorted in various ways, as if someone's arms and feet were cut off and stained with mud and printed on the wall. Mu Sicheng couldn't imagine such limbs growing on a person at all.

Bai Liu continued to walk inside calmly holding the flashlight as if she hadn't seen these handprints and footprints.

Mu Sicheng didn't want to follow for several times, but he didn't dare to go out alone, so he could only follow.

Passing through a main room with a few burnt candles in the corner, Bai Liu and the others came to the bedroom of this room.

In the bedroom, there are two raised wooden beds hung with mosquito nets, and there is an FM TV set that is at least 20 years old, and next to it is an electric fan with spider webs.

Mu Sicheng didn't dare to look around at all, he fixed his eyes on the small screen of the camera, and the only person in the small screen was Bai Liu.

Bai Liu lifted the mosquito net hanging from the wooden bed, he stepped on the edge of the bed, poked his head in to have a look, his figure was half covered by the white gauze mosquito net.

Mu Sicheng patted intently, and then he suddenly let out a terrified cry.

Bai Liu turned around: "What's wrong?"

Mu Sicheng's face turned pale with fright, and he pointed tremblingly at the bed that Bai Liu stuck his head into: "Just now, a crooked head stuck out from under the bed!"

Bai Liu knelt down and looked under the bed without hesitation.

Mu Sicheng almost pulled Bai Liu to prevent Bai Liu from looking under the bed, and his voice was almost terrified: "You still look at the wool! Let's go out first! Would I still lie to you! Really stretched out a pale and pale Still looking at your head crookedly!"

Bai Liu pulled Mu Sicheng over, held his chin and told him to look at the bottom of the bed, and said calmly, "See for yourself if there is a head."

Mu Sicheng closed his eyes tightly at first, then opened one eye carefully after a while, and suddenly said, "No, no more."

"But I really saw it just now!" Mu Sicheng raised the camera and showed it to Bai Liu.

Bai Liu said lightly: "If you really saw it, and it's not under the bed now, it should most likely be on the bed."

Mu Sicheng was rewinding, he seemed to realize something suddenly, his face froze completely, he carefully handed the camera to Bai Liu, and moved the finger that held the rewind button to the selfie without daring to breathe .

The camera of the camera turned from camera to selfie, and the angle of view of the screen changed, and the heads of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng appeared on the screen.

But more than that, a third head appeared on the screen.

A pale, crooked head was stretching out from the bed, with both hands holding the edge of the bed, and then under the cover of the mosquito net, Bai Liu and the others looked at the bottom of the bed side by side.