Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Ghost Story of the Mountain Village 5 (End of inverted V)◇

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Huang Mao stood up with lingering fear, and his younger sister comforted him by the side. While talking, he pointed at the boy, indicating that Ji Fangwei was responsible for his turning into a paper man.

"Shhh," Huang Mao signaled his younger sister not to speak, the boy looked weird, so it's better not to provoke him, "Forget it, we're still alive anyway."

The younger sister snorted coquettishly, and secretly observed the mysterious boy again, muttering: "You just have no temper."

"Damn it, my gun!" Wei Jun's yell attracted everyone's attention.

The demon-destroying gun in his hand turned into a paper-like appearance, apparently unusable.

Zhang Wenwen's face was ugly. She touched the leather case on her belt just now, and the magic-destroying gun inside also turned into a piece of waste paper.

The weapons they rely on can't be changed back to their original state, so what should they do?

"Cut," He Mian sneered, in a very smooth mood, and said eccentrically, "Some dungeons cannot use props, who told you not to put them back into the system space."

He snapped his fingers confidently, a faint electric light bloomed at his fingertips for a moment, and turned into a wisp of green smoke without giving any face, floating towards his stiff face.

"Pfft!" It was Zhang Wenwen's turn to be in a good mood. She crossed her chest and looked at He Mian, and said, "Some dungeons can't use abilities, how about it? Are you in a bad mood?"

Can't use abilities?

This bad news made Zhou Yan's heart sink. Could it be that his talent for creation can't be used anymore?

Zhou Yan tried his best to calm himself down. In the last copy, he only got a turn for the better after escaping several times, so he should not be too pessimistic.But if you have a chance, you must test whether your ability can be used.

At least Yin Haojie and Huang Chunling should be taken out, they probably entered this dungeon because they were implicated by themselves.

He Mian squinted his eyes, and cast the ability again, weak electric sparks danced on his fingertips, and said, "It's just a little weaker, it's better than your paper gun."

Wei Xing sneered: "With just this little spark, even a lighter is not enough."

Zhang Wenwen quickly adjusted his mentality and looked at the young man who looked gentle and beautiful.She remembered that his name was Zhou Yan. He entered the dungeon for the first time, but he remained calm and quickly came up with a solution.

It is indeed a rookie worth wooing.

She immediately changed her friendly expression, walked up to Zhou Yan and said, "Thank you for your suggestion. Thanks to you, we can pass the test."

Zhou Yan was a little surprised. She turned her face faster than she turned a book, but she still had to be polite, so she nodded and said, "You're welcome."

"Hey, look, there's a car coming." My younger sister pointed to the car coming not far away.

It was a very old-looking van, driving on the rugged mountain road, there was a rattling sound when the iron sheets collided, and with a whistle, the car stopped two meters away from the crowd.

The two doors of the driver's seat opened at the same time, and two people got out.

One is Qi Sixian, and the other is an unexpected person.

It was Hu Ling!

After seeing Hu Ling, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. According to Qi Sixian, isn't Hu Ling missing?

How did she appear here!

Hu Ling was wearing a simple khaki shirt, black overalls, two braids, and a simple smile on his face.

Her eyes are very bright, and there are two dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles, like a dexterous deer walking along the mountain road, she can't see anything unusual at all.

Zhou Yan looked at her clothes, and the time period for this dungeon should have been decades ago.

Hu Ling greeted everyone and said, "You are here! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The voice is clear and melodious, containing a sense of warmth.

"I think she has a shadow." Huang Chunling said in a low voice.

Qi Sixian waved his hands, looking very excited, he said: "Hey, the students are here! Get in the car first, let's talk!"

This is the first time that everyone saw Qi Sixian's normal appearance with their own eyes.

He was a slightly thin young man with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a gentle appearance, and also wearing a plain white shirt and overalls. He couldn't express his joy when he saw a group of people coming.

He ran up to the crowd and said, "What are you still doing, get in the car and I'll take you into the village!"

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the van.

【Ding!Players are invited to enter Huaishui Village. 】

【Ding!Congratulations to the player for obtaining the Character Illustrated Book X2. 】

【Character Illustrated Book】

【Name: Qi Sixian】

[Identity: Senior of Northern University for Nationalities]

[Introduction: The leader of the team to break the feudal superstition, the team members must obey his command. 】

[Others: to be unlocked]

【Character Illustrated Book】

【Name: Hu Ling】

[Identity: Sister of Northern University for Nationalities]

[Introduction: The girlfriend of the team leader who broke the feudal superstition, and the team members must obey her command. 】

[Others: to be unlocked]

Their current images are reflected on the two small cards.

Zhou Yan noticed that both of them had an option to be unlocked, indicating that there were other secrets hidden in these two npcs.

Wei Jun, who had experienced the baptism of paper figurines, also glanced at Qi Sixian's shadow, heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Zhang Wenwen, "Fortunately, this NPC is a human, not a ghost."

Qi Sixian, who was leading the way, stopped suddenly. He turned his head slowly, and said in a low voice, with a trace of trepidation: "On this road, don't talk about ghosts. This is one of the customs in the village."

Everyone who had just escaped successfully shut their mouths tightly, fearing that some temporary tasks would be triggered again.

Except for the two positions of the driver's seat, this van can accommodate exactly eight people. It is obviously prepared by the system for the players, and everyone sits down in turn.

After seeing everyone sitting down through the rearview mirror in the passenger seat, Hu Ling said to Qi Sixian, "Okay, everyone is here, let's go."

Qi Sixian ran to the back seat, took out a pamphlet, and said, "Before we leave, we need to take roll calls, and the students who are called will call!"

"Zhang Wenwen, Sun Yali, Zhou Yan, Wei Xing..."

Only after the roll call was over did the others know that the boy's name was Ji Fangwei.

The mountain road was very bumpy, Zhou Yan tightly held the seat belt in his hand, looked around, and found that everyone's eyes were focused on Hu Ling in the passenger seat.

Indeed, her ending seems to have been announced in the short film long ago, and now she appears in front of everyone, will she be the focus of this incident?

Qi Sixian was driving the car ahead, and began to introduce the specific situation of this Huaishui Village: "Students, the village we are about to enter is called Huaishui Village. There are many strange customs in the village. Everyone must respect the rules of the villagers. , or you will be kicked out of the village."

"Also, there is an ancestral hall in the village. It is said that their ancestors are enshrined. This is the key research topic of our research team. Remember to focus on recording when taking notes!"

"Hey, Zhou Yan, why do I feel so scared," Yin Haojie rubbed his arms, he is a horror film director, he is really handy with such routines, and said, "Do you think they are real people?"

In good time he changed the phrase.

"Maybe that video is what happened later," Zhou Yan whispered, "It is very likely that we will follow their prompts to proceed with the plot."

Yin Haojie's eyes lit up, and he patted Zhou Yan's thin shoulder heavily, admiring: "As expected of you, I feel the same way, what happened to them after the video happened, then our task should be to rescue them!"

Zhou Yan glanced at him angrily, and said, "Are you getting fat again?"

Yin Haojie grinned and said: "Actually, I'm quite excited. This experience is really rare. Maybe I can shoot a good subject when I go out. Do you think I sacrificed for art?"

Zhou Yan glanced at him with some mixed feelings, fools have fools, this kid doesn't know the horror of dungeon yet.

The vehicle was not in a hurry, and after a while, it slowly drove into a village.

Huaishui Village is built in a slightly gentle area among the mountains. This is a backward village. Almost all the houses are made of stone, with wooden and thatched roofs. Valley.

It is now evening, and many people’s homes are filled with smoke. Chickens and ducks raised by some farmers walk on the trails, and their fluffy feathers reflect the golden sunset, which is very naive.

Such a scene of fireworks made the people in the car less relaxed, at least much more comfortable than the paper figurines scattered all over the mountains and plains outside the village.

The van had just stopped, and before it was stable, a girl's scream was heard, almost breaking the roof of the van.

"what--"

A distorted human face appeared outside the car window.

His facial features are squeezed on the yellowed glass, funny and weird, the squashed nose almost occupies his entire face, the eyes are thin and long because of the squeeze, he is staring at Huarong Huang Chunling, with her thick white lips pressed against the window, was slowly showing a smile.

The hot air he exhaled hit the glass window, forming a misty layer of mist, making this swollen face seem to melt.

"Fuck!"

Yin Haojie jumped up suddenly. Sitting by the window, he also found a squashed face outside the window. It was an old man. His chapped lips raised a curved arc, pressed against the cold glass, and the water he exhaled Fog covered half of the car window, but his eyes were staring at the people in the car with vicious eyes.

Many people gradually gathered outside the car, old people, children and women all came to watch the car from other places.

Unfamiliar faces, large and small, were tightly attached to the window glass, and the brightness in the car gradually decreased. All that everyone could see were densely packed human faces that were squeezed and deformed.

Because the car windows were covered with dark green cellophane, these extruded faces showed a strange gray-green color, sticking up and down on the car body.

Huang Chunling was so frightened that she lowered her body and shrank between the front and back seats. The distorted facial features of the face staring at her and smiling slowly moved down, and the eyeballs slowly moved with Huang Chunling's movements.

"Ah, the villagers are so hospitable!" Qi Sixian looked around, pulled down the car window, and said to the old man who was sticking to the window glass: "Village Chief, we are college students who contacted you before and said that we would come here Collecting wind and doing research."

The village turned away its face and turned into an ordinary old man. He finally spoke: "The village is holding an ancestor worship ceremony recently, and outsiders are not welcome."

Qi Sixian was a little embarrassed, he took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, and said, "Please be accommodating, we only need this thesis when we graduate."

The principle that money can make ghosts work is true everywhere.

The village chief immediately beamed with joy. He reached out and took away a stack of banknotes, and said, "It's not easy for young people to study, but if we want to enter the village, we have to see if our ancestors agree!"

Immediately he waved his hand and said, "Don't be so ignorant folks, isn't it just a car? Make room, don't let the boys from the city laugh at you."

After hearing the instructions from the village chief, they slowly turned their faces away.

Facial imprints with grease and exhaled water vapor were left on the transparent car windows. Countless silent faces were forever imprinted on the glass of this car.

The village head approached Qi Sixian and said mysteriously: "You must abide by the customs of the village."

The author says:

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