Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Mountain Village Ghost Story 3

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paper man

The sound was exactly the same as the one coming from the TV.

"Fuck!"

The scar-faced man Wei Xing cursed, and threw the phone on the ground like a hot potato.

The phone instantly fell apart, and the glass screen cracked into a spider-like web.

Even so, Qi Sixian's voice still came from the phone: "I'll pick you up."

As his voice disappeared, the fog around everyone gradually dissipated, and everyone could see where they were.

This is a small mountain path, with bare hillsides on both sides, and thousands of paper figurines are actually standing on the gentle slopes.

These paper figurines are extremely delicately tied, their heads are about the size of ordinary people. The black dye has dyed these paper hairs black and thick, and they stick firmly to their snow-white heads. The bright red lips are slightly raised, and the crooked sides Under Dao's eyebrows are almond-shaped eyes, pupilless eyes staring blankly at the uninvited guest who appeared in this uninhabited wilderness.

The clothes of the paper people are brightly colored, all wearing extremely saturated bright blue, and the lapels made of white paper are pasted on their chests, revealing a strange blue-green color.

There is no internal support for the lower body, only a few thin pieces of white paper are pasted on their waists. At this time, there is no wind in the mountains, but the skirts of their lower bodies start to shake slightly. For a while, there is only rustling in the world sound.

The heads of all the paper figurines slowly turned to the frightened crowd.

The number of this group of paper figurines is indeed astonishing, as if the entire Huaishui Village lived with such paper figurines, and what they came to was not a small mountain village in the mountains, but a ghost named Fengdu.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Huang Chunling dared not cry out due to the power of the scarred man. At this time, she tightly closed her eyes and covered her mouth to let out a pitiful sob.

"Close your eyes quickly!" Qi Sixian's panicked cry came from the phone, and he shouted out of breath again: "This is the time for them to worship their ancestors, don't look directly into the paper figurine's eyes!"

Before Qi Sixian finished speaking, a paper figurine fell to the ground.

pat!

Everyone was attracted by its movements, and when their eyes couldn't help but focus on it, Zhang Wenwen exclaimed: "Close your eyes quickly!"

"This Qi Sixian looks weird—"

Wei Jun yelled halfway through his neck, his bloodshot eyes saw an incredible scene, those paper figurines seemed to be a little closer to them.

The red dot on the mouth of the nearest paper figurine turned into weird smiling lips, and it mechanically turned its head little by little, as if it was watching who did not obey the discipline of the paper figurine.

Those blank eyes happened to meet Wei Jun.

Wei Jun felt a cold breath from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.

【Ding!Congratulations to the players for triggering the main mission - Chasing the Paper Dolls]

[Please set foot on the road to Huaishui Village within the specified time. 】

【Countdown starts】

【60】

【59】

"His grandma's!" Wei Jun took out his magic gun and started shooting at the paper figurines.

The bullets fired by the demon-breaking gun glowed with a gorgeous faint blue shimmer, and the light shot towards the paper figurine like a shooting star.

He Mian stood aside with his chest crossed, with a hint of sarcasm hanging from the corner of his mouth, his ability attack range is limited, it would be great if someone could take action to deal with these paper figurines.

The paper figurine was hit by the demon-destroying bullet, and was driven back one meter by inertia.

Just as Wei Xing wanted to show a triumphant smile, he froze. The power of the magic-breaking bullet seemed to have no effect on this kind of paper figurine.

A large hollow hole appeared in the body of the paper figurine, and the edge was scorched black, even emitting blue smoke.

But it didn't stop moving, still slowly moving towards Wei Xing, the smile on its lips seemed to widen even more, mocking his useless efforts.

"Put away your guns." Zhang Wenwen immediately saw that these paper figurines were not ordinary mobs, and their magic-breaking bullets were limited, so they couldn't be wasted on these paper figurines.

The paper figurines in all directions were accompanied by rustling sounds, and the bamboo poles under them seemed to be floating in mid-air, moving towards everyone bit by bit, and the strange thick fog was also released from under their light and fluttering hems. shrouded in gray mist.

"What to do! What to do! They are all around!" Huang Chunling screamed.

Zhou Yan felt very bad at this time, not because he was afraid of the approach of the paper figurine, but because he felt that the five keen senses brought back from the previous dungeon still seemed to remain on his body.

It seemed that countless eyes were looking at him, Zhou Yan had nothing to hide, those eyes had no resentment, no anger, no curiosity, no joy, no sadness, they just looked at Zhou Yan quietly.

In the thick white fog, the red lips of the paper figurines could be vaguely seen, like countless blood-red lanterns glowing ominously in the thick fog, getting closer and closer to the crowd, gradually enveloping them in the middle.

"Ah! My feet! My feet!"

Huang Mao, who was a little far away from the crowd, lost his legs and fell to the ground with a plop. He covered his legs with his hands and cried, "My feet are gone, my feet are gone!"

He used to wear a pair of expensive sneakers on his feet, but now they turned into paper shoes!

The rubber upper lost its original color, and the slightly curved heel formed an origami-like angle. The paper could not support his body. Huang Mao felt that his feet had lost consciousness, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

His body was covered in mud, and he fell towards the outer circle, getting closer to those paper figures.

Seeing that the long and fluttering white paper strips from the skirts of those paper figurines were about to touch the top of his head, he hugged his head tightly with his hands that were still able to move, and shouted tearfully, "Help! Woohoo!" Woo!"

"Ah! Baby!" The younger sister screamed, covering her face with her head. She froze in place. After thinking for a moment, she threw a small pink ball in her hand. In a short while, the small ball burst into a cloud of red. Dust, the already blurred field of vision is even more difficult to see clearly.

"Idiot!" He Mian was so angry that he pulled this teammate who had done nothing but failed, and shouted angrily, "Should I push you to accompany him!"

The younger sister retreated to the middle of the crowd, and the screams of the yellow hair in the dust became more tragic, crying: "Help me, save me, I don't want to die!"

His cries were shrill and desperate, and the two paper shoes in the powder mist fell lightly to the ground, and began to move without wind, as if he was about to become one of the paper figurines.

In the end, Zhou Yan stepped forward, grabbed his feet in time, and dragged him back.

Huang Mao is a tall adult, but when Zhou Yan dragged him, he felt a lot lighter.

The spreading speed of the paper figurine started from the feet. When Zhou Yan grabbed the yellow hair back, his legs still felt like paper. Zhou Yan even pressed his legs lightly, and the inside was empty.

Huang Mao's lower body was like a snake with its bones removed, leaving only two empty paper pants limp on the ground, his upper body was still crying: "Don't press my leg, it's gone! I'm going to die! I can't feel my legs!"

Zhou Yan looked at the paper figurine closest to him. Its snow-white head was slightly down, and its blood-red lips almost reached its cheeks. It seemed very satisfied with Wei Jun's paper figurine.

【45】

【44】

【43】

The countdown of the system is still going on.

He Mian's face was very ugly. This chase was not like an ordinary test. The paper figurines came from all directions, and the punishment was judged according to the distance.

The punishment is to become a paper doll like them.

Where should I go?

Zhou Yan pinched the yellow-haired light paper pants and said, "Let's rush over."

The author says:

I am short and I know how to kowtow to admit my mistakes;

Did the cuties guess the solution?

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!