Incredible Games [Unlimited]

All ten people were teleported to the main entrance. The rhythmic beating drum echoed in the snowy night, shaking people's chests together. The jumping flames pulled the fence into long shadows, and many people wearing clothes could be seen in the arena. The fur NPCs wear bright feather crowns on their heads, looking a bit like a group of Indians.

The girl in the ninth position covered her fleece jacket tightly, followed closely beside the boy in the eighth position, and said, "This looks a little frightening."

Number eight comforted: "They're all NPCs, they won't hurt you, don't be afraid."

At this time, a female NPC wearing a purple feather headdress came up to the main entrance, and she folded her palms enthusiastically and said: "Guests from afar, welcome to the Kuta Tribe as a guest, I am the welcoming messenger Emily~"

Emily applauded herself, and then continued: "Please allow me to take a few minutes to briefly introduce the beliefs of our Kuta tribe to you~"

Emily raised her hand to the center of the racecourse, and Meng Fuyou looked over there. There were two huge statues standing there, and their movements were basically the same. In the punching pose, the two statues are mirror-flipped, facing each other in what appears to be a sparring fight.

"The one on the left is the god Proda, who guards the people of Kuta from generation to generation with a vajra circle, and is our patron saint~ the one on the right is Suolang, the incarnation of bad luck. If you are hit by his cross dart, you will be infected with misfortune. "Emily clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention, "Now, we are ready to enter the venue! All distinguished guests, please line up at the admission area to receive the patterns~"

There is a short line in the front right, about seven or eight Kuta NPCs are walking forward in line, two rows of torches are burning on the side of the line, and an old woman in a black fur cloak sits at the front, with gray hair hidden After the feather headdress, the shoulders are already a little bent, and the NPC mask is also on the face, and a fork pattern is drawn on the back of the human hand with a brush.

Emily brought everyone over, and continued to explain to everyone while queuing: "This is the most respected and respected godmother in our clan. She has psychic eyes, and she can see things that ordinary people can't see. pattern."

"Wait a minute, has the hour already started? Will it take 10 minutes for us to get in?" The boy in the eighth seat asked with a frown.

Emily: "Please don't worry, the party will officially start after all the participants enter the venue."

Hearing this, everyone felt relieved and lined up in peace.

With the roaring drums and singing in the racecourse as the background music, against the backdrop of the fire, Lu Mingyan frowned and complained: "Why do you look like an old witch?"

Meng Fuyou was the one in front of him, and glanced back at him, "Didn't you hear that their cultural beliefs should be respected?"

Lu Mingyan patted his mouth with four fingers, "I'm sorry, gods in the sky, I was wrong."

The team walked quickly, the first player in line was the art man in position [-], he sat down on the chair in front of the godmother, the godmother was muttering, holding a golden The bell shook twice, then picked up a brush dipped in red cinnabar, and drew a circle pattern on the back of the man's hand.

The second one was the girl in position nine. The godmother rang the bell a few times, and then drew a circle on the back of her hand.

There are six people in a row, all in circles.

It was Meng Fuyou's seventh turn. She sat down on the chair in front of the godmother. From such a close observation, she could see a pair of cloudy but sharp eyes behind the mask of the godmother, staring straight at her face. Holding the golden bell in her withered and skinny hands, she shook it a few times, which lasted longer than anyone else before, and there was no sign of stopping after more than ten seconds.

Finally, the godmother stopped what she was doing, picked up a cinnabar pen, and drew a circle on the back of Meng Fuyou's fair hand.

Halfway through the stroke, she stopped slowly. The godmother seemed suspicious, hersed, she tilted her head, raised her head and looked at Meng Fuyou again, as if she was thinking.

Meng Fuyou looked at her calmly. The godmother thought for a moment, but she still didn't know what pattern to give her. She raised her hand holding the pen and waved it, indicating that she could go.

Meng Fuyou looked down at the half-drawn circle on her hand, which was shaped like a small moon. She glanced at Emily, the welcoming messenger who was waiting by her side, and asked, "Can I get in like this?"

Emily replied with a smile: "Yes, as long as the pattern is drawn by the godly mother-in-law, it is fine."

After getting an affirmative answer, Meng Fuyou got up.

The next one was Lu Mingyan, and his speed obviously became faster again. The godmother only shook the bell twice, and drew a circle on the back of his hand.

Except for Meng Fuyou's half-painted little moon, all the other living players received circles.

Everyone entered the wide racecourse through the wooden fence. The low singing of the Kuta tribe against the beat of the drum was even louder. There was a large bonfire in the middle, and a group of Kuta tribe wearing headdresses formed a circle. , was dancing some kind of dance I had never seen before.

The ten players were the last participants of the party. After everyone arrived, a tall male NPC came out from the high platform in front of the bonfire. With bright oil paint patterns, holding a wooden scepter, holding it high above his head, the low singing and drumming in the field stopped at the same time.

The music suddenly disappeared, leaving only the occasional crackling sound of the bonfire burning.

The high priest on the stage recited a sacrificial prayer aloud, to the effect that he prayed for the blessing of the gods and expelled the bad luck of Raksha Solang for them.At the end, there were cheers from below, and then the exciting drumbeat and humming sounded again, and the dinner officially began.

Meng Fuyou noticed that there was a large hourglass about the height of an adult on the side of the high platform, which had been in a frozen state before, and she thought it was an ornament, but after the high priest's speech, the sand inside suddenly started to flow, so there is a high probability that this is the hourglass. The timer for field missions is up.

The total number of NPCs in this game is obviously not as many as in the reception in the previous game, which means that the number of NPCs with bracelets will also decrease accordingly, maybe they will have to take non-obvious tasks tomorrow or the day after tomorrow up.

Meng Fuyou walked a little inside, and saw a task NPC who was looking around. She was a woman, looking very anxious, with a slightly bloated body running back and forth between the two torches.

As soon as Meng Fuyou walked over, she was going to observe the specific characteristics of the woman first, but when she saw her coming, the other party rushed over, with eager tears in her eyes, and asked her: "My child is missing, Have you seen my child!"

Meng Fuyou put back the words that had just come to her lips, and stared at the NPC calmly. She came here to reveal the mission information without saying a word, and this was the first time she saw her.

"Did you see that he ran away, he is so young." The woman stomped her feet anxiously, and gestured for the height of the child with her hands, who looked like he was seven or eight years old.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Meng Fuyou glanced at her, and said indifferently: "I didn't see it." He turned around and left directly.

The inside of this huge racetrack is connected to a frozen lake. A small figure is squatting on the edge of the lake. This is a young female NPC. The fire behind her elongates her shadow on the lake, wearing wintersweet flowers The hand on the bracelet scratched the back of his head, seeming to be very distressed.

Meng Fuyou has carefully observed that the clothes of the Kuta people are very particular. The color saturation of young men and women's clothing is high, mostly red and purple as the main tone. The older the color of the clothes, the saturation gradually decreases, and finally becomes Black, white and grey, and the patterns on the young people's clothes are mostly flowers and leaves, while the old people's clothes are pure geometric lines.

She took a few steps forward and was about to speak, when she suddenly noticed the cinnabar red pattern on the back of the opponent's hand, which was a circle.

Meng Fuyou seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked back.

In the two tall sculptures in the center of the racecourse, the god Proda is holding a vajra circle in his hand, while the doomed Rakshasa Suorang on the opposite side is holding a cross dart in his hand.

She raised the back of her hand, and if she didn't count her half-painted little moon, there were actually only two kinds of patterns given by the godmother, circle or cross.

And if I remember correctly, the NPC who took the initiative to tell her that she was looking for a child just now had a cross on the back of his hand. The puppet deacon had given a reminder before, telling them to respect the cultural beliefs of the Kuta people. What is the connection.

"Who are you, and what are you doing standing behind me?" The NPC next to the ice lake turned around and noticed the person behind him, and her charming voice brought Meng Fuyou back to her thoughts.

This is the state that a normal mission NPC should have. Meng Fuyou turned around and said to her very naturally: "You are so beautifully dressed, are you going to meet your sweetheart?"

It is not difficult to see that this NPC has very young eyebrows and eyes, white and smooth hands, and a smart figure. When asked such a question, his eyes suddenly dodge shyly, like a girl who is sixteen or seventeen years old and has just begun to love.

"The color of your clothes is really nice, like bright roses, he will like it." Meng Fuyou continued to repeat the words.

"Yeah, we're not officially together yet." The girl bit her fingers shyly, pursed her lips, and said to her, "Actually, I'm not sure if he really likes me."

Meng Fuyou followed her and asked, "Why are you not sure?"

"A few days ago, I was scolded by my father, and I was very upset. Brother Ah Ye saw it, and took me to see the snow lotus on the mountain, to make me happy." The girl couldn't help laughing as she spoke. , "Then they sent me home, and took me to eat a lot of delicious food the next day."

Inexplicably, Meng Fuyou felt that the script was a bit familiar, and continued to follow the other party's words: "Then he treats you very well."

"I think so too! He must like me, otherwise why would he care if I'm unhappy, why would he make me happy, are you right?" The girl said this, grabbing her two braids and twitching Said: "But how should I ask him, he didn't confess to me, but I have been thinking about him these days, so I just want to see him."

This should be the task point, to help the girl confide in her sweetheart, or to bring them together can be considered as completing the task.

The author says:

Meng Meng: It sounds familiar but I have no evidence