I'm a god in the infinite game

Bai Liu was taken to a townhouse by the sea by the attendant.

This building has only one floor, very low, but very wide. The exterior is a wooden and thatched spire structure. There are sunny dolls and wind chimes hanging under the eaves. The bottom is a wooden frame and a stone pad that is separated from the ground. The compartment is hollowed out, and when you lower your head to see the dark one, you can feel the dampness blowing on your face, as if something weird will crawl out from below at any time.

The stone was covered with moss, and the wooden frame was black and decayed. The moment Bailiu walked up, the floor shook, which was obviously extremely old.

Walking into the house, there is a whole row of rooms built like the hot spring hotel that Bailiu has seen in reality, separated by partition doors made of pine wood and shoji paper, and a piece of wood is inlaid in the upper right corner of each room In the niche of the signboard, there is a black-lacquered pine signboard with the words [so-and-so living room], or [kitchen], [living room] indicating the purpose of the living room.

Walking on the long corridor, Bai Liu could clearly hear people's tragic cries and crazy laughter coming from the room, and through a layer of paper doors, he could vaguely see the shadows of people inside, their or their gestures Slumped on the ground with disheveled clothes half untied, or put their head on the ground and hit it hard, or someone laughed and untied a belt from his clothes and tied it into a loose buckle, Putting it around his neck, he muttered to himself and prayed:

"It's fine if you die, Lord Cthulhu? Quickly choose me as a sacrifice. I think I'll die this year."

Soon, three or four people shadowed into the living room to stop these people who were self-mutilating or committing suicide. The crying and laughter of these people were mixed together nervously, and they became weeping and weeping suddenly. Seriously:

"Aren't I suffering enough! Why is Lord Cthulhu? Not willing? Choose me!"

The little attendant led Bai Liu down the long corridor and walked quickly. Seeing that Bai Liu hadn't followed, he turned his head and saw that he was looking at the Japanese room next to him, so his eyes followed, and the smile on his face became forced:

"Oh yes, Bai Liu, you don't know yet, right now there are three or four people for each sacrifice? They are responsible for training and guarding. When you were here before, there was only one person? Later, more and more sacrifices collapsed, and more and more people were added to the town. Without the person in charge of the sacrificial offerings, it has become much more difficult for everyone to flee and seek death.”

"The sacrificial children who live here are very...sympathetic to you." The little attendant said in an unclear tone, "I have been selected as the successor of the evil god? I can no longer be a sacrifice."

After finishing speaking, the little attendant lowered his head and continued walking: "Come with me, you don't have much time to rest, don't look at them."

Passing through the winding and long corridor, the little attendant finally led Bailiu to a very old room. The wooden hanging sign next to the room said [北原塔太], and the little attendant tiptoed down the wooden sign and replaced it with a new one. A wooden sign was hung up.

Bai Liu watched as the replaced wooden sign became [Royal Boat White Six].

"This is the name plate on the houseboat when you made the sacrifice. I keep it all the time, and I will use it today." Kitahara Sota opened the door muttering, and the huge damp in the room came in, "This is my room. If you want to rest here, I will replace the room with your nameplate."

This is a very damp and narrow room. On the floor of the room, a narrow tatami mat is laid in the middle. On the tatami mat is a set of old bedding for one person. A wooden plate is placed about half a meter apart from the bed. Unwashed oil stains can be seen, which should be wooden mats for eating. The tatami is facing a small mahogany desk about [-] to [-] centimeters high.

On the wall next to the desk? There is an ukiyo-e style, colorful sea wave picture. In the center of the waves is a shrine-style ship floating. The flag hanging on the mast of the ship is blown by the sea wind It was so blown that the flag trembled and was covered so that only half remained, but Bai Liu could still recognize at a glance that it was a flag of the reverse cross.

Kitahara Sota was still rambling: "If you want to occupy a Japanese-style room here to rest, you must hang a wooden sign with your name on it outside, otherwise the supervisor at the houseboat will treat you as the name on the outside." Sacrifice, if you are unlucky and this child happens to be on duty to go to the ascetic room to practice, you will be dragged to the ascetic room to practice..."

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, his eyes staring straight at the inside of the paper door that he pushed open, his face lost all blood in an instant as if he saw something incredible, and turned pale.

Bai Liu followed Beiyuan Cangtai's line of sight, and found a piece of paper pasted on the inside of the paper door——【Because the sacrifice Beiyuan Kui practiced bitterness has reached the standard, today the Beiyuan clan's bitter room practice is handed over as the sacrifice Beiyuan Cang too executive. 】

"Xiaokui...you have reached the standard in practice." Kitahara Sota reached out and took off the notice informing him to go to the ascetic room to practice. His hands trembled so badly that even his voice trembled, "I I only went to repair for half a day yesterday, are you going again today..."

"Practice in a bitter room." Bai Liu knelt on the ground and looked up at Beiyuan Cangtai, "What is it?"

"Oh yes, when you made the sacrifice, Bai Liu, you didn't practice in a bitter room." Beiyuan Cangtai also naturally knelt down behind Bai Liu, straightened his back, raised his hand and gently pointed Unhooking the tether from Bai Liu's ear, her tone was as light as her movements, "After you were arrested and escaped, the boat house was rectified, and it's all a regular ascetic practice."

The dark cloth belt tether fluttered to the ground, and Bai Liu's long hair slanted down, hanging down to the waist?.

At this time, Bai Liu realized that her hair was not half-long like the outside world, but was tied inward so that it was only half-long.

"It's been five years since you left the houseboat and became the heir of the evil god. The heir of the evil god is responsible for the sacrifice of the gods. Your body, hair and skin are all owned by the gods. You are not allowed to have your hair trimmed at will. Before you know it, your hair has grown so long. It's already..." Beiyuan ran his fingers through Bai Liu's long hair, and murmured to himself suddenly, "It's even longer than a girl like Xiaokui..."

Bai Liu looked sideways at Beiyuan who was kneeling behind him: "Although Beiyuan Xiaokui has the same surname as you, she is not your younger sister or elder sister."

"No, Bai Liu, you've been away from the boat house for too long, you've even forgotten where our surnames come from." Bei Yuan shook his head amusedly, he took a wooden comb from under the pillow, knelt back and gave it to Bai Liu He combed his hair, "The surnames of our sacrifices have nothing to do with ourselves."

"Don't move." Kitahara Sota gently held Bai Liu who was about to turn his head, and carefully combed Bai Liu's hair, "If you comb it sideways, wait for Mifune-sama? I will punish you again."

"I haven't forgotten." Bai Liu looked straight ahead and said in a calm tone, "This surname is the surname of the person in the town who chose us?"

"My surname is Mifune. I should have been the sacrifice of Mifune back then. You and Xiaokui both have the surname Beiyuan, so it proves that they are sacrifices of a person named Beiyuan, and these two people named Beiyuan? They should be from the same clan?"

The movement of Beiyuan combing his hair stopped in the middle, and he paused for a long time before continuing to comb it, humming softly.

"But you are no longer Mifune Hakuroku. You have not been sacrificed successfully, and you have become the successor of the evil god? No longer? A sacrifice, and later? The surname Mifune will be removed from you."

Beiyuan lowered his eyes, combed the comb along the eyelids all the way to the ground, and spoke softly and firmly:

"You are Lord Cthulhu? The Chosen One? You shouldn't have any marks on your body other than Lord Cthulhu. The surname Mifune is not worthy of you."

Beiyuan picked up a tie, hooked it from the left and right temples of Bailiu with his little finger, let it hang down loosely by his ear, tied it at the end with the tie, and made the last two strands into one in the middle of the back of his head, hanging on the white willow's sacrificial take it.

Bai Liu raised his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at Bei Yuan, his hair slipped from Bai Liu's cheeks with a tie in it, and curled into a lingering strand on his shoulders.

His eyelashes are slender, and his pupils are pitch black. When he raised his eyes, the gold powder paint on the painting of the ocean waves behind Bei Yuan was reflected in the dark room, as if shimmering like fish scales. Bai Liu asked softly: " Are you tied up?"

Bei Yuan stared blankly at Bai Liu, and suddenly laughed: "You are so pretty, Bai Liu, no wonder God chose you as His successor from our bunch of sacrifices?"

Smiling and laughing, Beiyuan burst into tears as if he couldn't control himself. His eyelashes were covered with tears, and his forehead rested on Bai Liu's shoulder to prevent his tears from getting wet on the sacrificial clothes. He restrained himself and hugged Touching Bai Liu's shoulder, sobbing:

"... God is really cruel."

"Why do you want the best-looking child among us to live in such pain that he is even deprived of the right to be a sacrifice?"

"There is only one bitter room for us in this world, but it is full of bitter rooms for you."