Home from scratch in another world

The "Under the Red Moon" butcher cosplay group set off for the Chanyuan home.

In front of the thousand-year-old carved gate of the Chanyuan family, five people lined up in a row, with arrogant postures, like an evil force who came to collect protection fees, and the multi-layered barrier covering the Zenyuan family was surrounded by three spies from the magic world. The situation was easily broken.

The woman in the middle with blood and tears on her face slowly reiterated the key points of the battle, and then handed a machete to the wraith behind her. The wraith turned upside down and was not satisfied with the quality.

——He took a step forward and opened the simple and solemn gate.

Under the physique of the peak of human beings, the carved gate collapsed, smoke and dust scattered, and the red tooth cornice on the top of the gate fell in front of their feet.

Shi Meng brushed off the dust on her sleeves, thinking that this was a good opening, enough cards, she liked it.

Five people walked in mightily.

And these few intruders who hacked the gate with malicious intentions were quickly stopped by the first wave of mobs.

The Zenyuan fan who rushed over first looked at these five strange and terrifying things, and shouted angrily: "Who are you! How dare you come to the Zenyuan house to make trouble!"

The five people ignored him at all. Before Shi Meng came, she had read a lot of information about the Zenyuan family. As a woman, her favorability for this family fell to the bottom in an instant. Fu Heisher clicked his tongue, as if he recognized who it was.

But he seemed to be in a good mood after he opened the gate, lazily standing behind her with his folded sword on his shoulders.

Three hooded men in the back concave game, waiting for the horn of war.

The middle-aged man who didn't get a response was frustrated and became more and more annoyed. He greeted the people behind him: "You bastard, kill them all!"

The leading woman in the red dress was disturbed by his roar, she turned her head and looked at the murderous enemies running towards her, and thought to herself, isn't it a coincidence that she was still thinking about the little white mouse during the day, but bumped into it at night? on.

She simply tested her idea about spiritual skills on these people—whether adding negative spiritual power to the "spiritual appeasement" that has a purifying effect can remove the negative effects of spiritual death?

Then: "Phantasy collection-all confused."

Shi Meng adjusted the positive and negative ratio of mental power, Xin Dao, this monster was doing a chemical experiment, and casually named his new skill according to the literal meaning.

However, in the eyes of several people in the Buddhist monastery, the woman in the red dress who couldn't see her face clearly was wearing a mask with a plain white face.

Then she opened her mouth and said a funny incantation.

As a result, the few adult men who were walking at this moment stopped abruptly. They were in a "empty" state, their spirits fell into a sluggish state, their faces were completely blank, and they completely lost their thinking.

——Even the magic power has been partially eroded.

It didn't take long for this consciousness to wake up. The Chanyuan fan looked terrified, and heard the only female monster in the field explain politely.

"I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the process for the first time, I forgot to introduce myself, we are from Red Moon Manor, and we were invited to hold an escape game here."

"Red, under the red moon..." A young man's voice trembled behind the fan in the Zen courtyard, "You are curse spirits! Uncle Shan, they are curse spirits!"

Only then did Zenyuan Fan remember that there had been a mission related to a blood moon in the magic circle before, which was said to be created by a horror novel "Red Moon Manor".

But he immediately yelled at his nephew behind him: "Idiot, open your eyes and see, what you are wearing is a mask, where is it a curse spirit!"

At this time, the woman standing in front moved. When several people started to guard, she turned her head slightly towards the three people behind her.

"Are you all ready?"

So Jack, who was behind her, took out his machete from his arms silently, and the chain was swinging in the hand of the claw head. The ghost warrior was wearing a black armor, and there were special effects under the armor, and there were constantly strange and hideous black shadows rushing out. Ominous breath.

[The escape game has begun. 】

Compared with Jianren Qihai, who is still calm and simple, who is out of tune with everyone; Hui Yuanxiong is carrying his goat horns, and the iron chain is swinging wildly; A special magic spell came out, biubiubiu imitating the skills of the ghost warrior.

They even changed their address to each other, with one chant: "Oh Jack, my friend, do you need my help?"

The other is like an encrypted chat on a walkie-talkie: "Jack Jack, this is Oni Samurai, please reply, over."

Jack, who was always CUE, waved the machete into a wooden stick, knocked on the slow -reactor family spellist, and snatched all the heads while the two were in the show.

Shi Meng stood beside them to help them, and felt that these three guys who were concealed by their appearance no longer cared about the reality...

At this time, Hui Yuanxiong, who was wearing a goat's horn, ran to her side, bowed his waist and asked in a low voice: "Mrs. Blood, all these survivors—"

——He made a "get rid of" gesture on his neck.

Shi Meng said in his heart, let me go, he is so deep in the play, he didn't perform well last time, so he has to make up for it this time, right?It is worthy of being a top student from the Tokyo Performing Arts College.

It seems that she can't embarrass Lijiao Junior High School.

So the fiery lady in the red dress swayed, with blood and tears streaming down her face, she covered her lips while crying and said with a light smile: "It's better to knock me out first, we must give the poor men some chances to struggle."

Hui Yuanxiong shook his head regretfully, and the long horns pierced Nanami Jianren who was speechless to the dramatists next door.

So the Zenyuan family's small team in the early stage was forced to control Shimeng's main attack, and the others were quickly knocked out and piled up after hitting the mole with pure physical skills.

The ghost warrior Xia Youjie knocked unconscious the fan of the Buddhist temple, which was mainly output by his voice, and stepped on his poor curse spirit, drifted over and asked, "Ma'am, shall we save people next?"

Shi Meng just wanted to say "yes", when some people who were knocked out in his perception woke up and pretended to be dead, and many people came over with some strange things, and pretended to sigh softly: "Oh, what's wrong with you?" With new blood coming in, it looks like the game isn't over yet."

A new wave of reinforcements from the Chanyuan family finally arrived.

In the middle of the night, Zenyuan Jinyi was awakened by a loud noise. He walked out of the room quickly, and on the way he met several disciples of the Zenyuan family who also came here for this matter.

The conjurers of the dozen or so Buddhist monasteries held either sharp knives or magic tools in their hands, watching the five people who broke in and couldn't see their faces clearly.

Shi Meng sensed Heisher's emotion behind him, as if he saw someone who made him angry and disgusted.

Um?Is this some "acquaintance" of Shir's childhood?

And at this moment, Jin Yi, who had arrived at the Buddhist monastery, slashed at the woman in the red dress with a knife without hesitation.

In the eyes of Zenyuan Jinyi, who has excellent sword skills and spell skills, this masked woman in a red dress is definitely the leader of this riot. As long as she is killed, the four ordinary people behind will be nothing to fear.

But the weird and gentle woman in front of him didn't hesitate, and when the blade approached, she raised her hand lightly.

Zenyuan Jinichi's knife stopped, his hands were trembling slightly, space and time were empty in his eyes at this moment, and these few seconds were forever missing in his life.

When his reason finally returned, the Chanyuan couldn't stop backing away, and he didn't know what he was afraid of.

The long knife fell from the trembling hand to the ground, making a crisp crash.

Madame Xue's posture was elegant and calm, and she nodded slightly at the cold or terrified gazes of the dozen or so people in front of her.

"Welcome everyone to our party, then I announce that the escape game starts now."

As soon as she finished speaking, the same feeling of "emptiness" struck again, but this time it was very short, as if it was just heralding the beginning of the game and reminding them that they could escape.

There were big drops of sweat on Zenyuan Jinyi's forehead, and fear crept out from the bottom of his heart.He had never encountered such an ability before. When she uttered it, it was silent. This time, she didn't even raise her hand. It seemed that it was just such a random thought, but they were hit without any ability to resist.

Is she a conjurer?How could there be such a technique in the world?He could even feel his mana shrinking timidly under the attack.

At this moment, Zenyuan, who had been relying on martial arts and saber skills, flinched in his heart. He knew very well that he had no power to fight back against this strangely capable woman in a red skirt.

The young man behind Zenyuan Jinyi asked tremblingly, "Master Jin, do we... want to run?"

These words finally awakened his mind, the Zenyuan even showed a look of pride on his face, and the thousand-year accumulation of the Yusan family also gave him confidence: "What are you running for!"

He took out a strange spell from his sleeve pocket, gritted his teeth, opened it, and threw it out!

When Fuheshier saw the curse tool—an evil super curse that should be blocked, his complexion changed dramatically, and he came out of stagnation. He rushed a few steps and swung a knife to cut the smoke from the curse, Within a few tenths of a second of the gap in the smoke, this vicious magic tool was chopped into pieces!

And the folded long knife was completely scrapped after being tortured many times. Fu Heisher threw away the knife that failed the quality inspection. He glanced at the monastery from the corner of his eyes, and then sauntered to stand behind the girl. .

The Zenyuan, who has always been arrogant and self-important, has a look of panic in his eyes. The special magic tool was damaged before it was opened. Is this really an ordinary person?This sharp blow far surpassed his current sword skills.

He backed up a few steps and shrank into the crowd, screaming: "Who are you! Why did you come to the monastery to make trouble? Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the magic world!"

There was no response to this statement.

Because the range technique of purifying mana was activated at this moment, the next time was probably a real escape game for them, and what greeted them was absolute strength and violence.

Shimeng really doesn't lack combat power. In theory, as long as he has mental purification skills, he can knock everyone down in one go and spend a whole day knocking people slowly as long as he doesn't bother.

But since all three of the mantras came, Shi Meng not only asked them to use body skills as much as possible, but also used "purification" techniques to remove traces of mantras in the arena, including those from the Zen Academy.

Now she releases a large-scale "forced obsession", and then suppresses the attack for half a minute. A dozen conjurers who thought they were great in the Zen Academy were knocked out by three students with high conjuration skills, and they didn't know Would they kill themselves in shame if they found out.

Probably not, after all, these guys don't go to the front line, force others to work hard to make money for them, and they can always find the best excuse for themselves.

Shi Meng took Fu Heisher out of the battle center, and watched the fellow butchers having fun in the arena, and said softly to the people around him: "Shier."

"Ok?"

"I know everything about your childhood."

"Oh." He replied without energy, seeing the ghost warrior over there teleporting around scary, the horned head hahaha swinging the iron chain, Jack secretly making up the knife, thinking that these high school students are really boring.

She continued to speak softly: "When you were young, you were discriminated against, abused, beaten by your tribe because you didn't have any magic power...I even know about the things that were thrown into the group of cursed spirits."

Fu Heisher wanted to be the same as in the past, and he would know it if he knew it. Anyway, he didn't care about being spied on in the bad past.

But at the moment when it happened to be mentioned, he felt a slight pain in his heart, as if his heart had been lightly pricked by a needle. He obviously shouldn't feel it due to his physique, but the pain lingered just like that. The scene reappears.

The man shrugged his shoulders: "Actually, I've had a pretty good life these years, even if I still kill people, set fires, sell my son, gamble... Tsk, it's just that I'm not very lucky."

"I know," Shi Meng smiled, and added for him, "I also saw you behind the scenes as a bad face, tricking women into getting married and changing their surnames to help raise a son. You are doing well."

"...Yes, all women pity me." Fuheshier smiled hoarsely, and asked her while pulling the scar on the corner of his mouth, "So? Are you starting to pity me?"

Shi Meng stopped smiling suddenly: "Shi Er, I have never pitied you."

"You never need my pity."

Fu Heisher did not speak, like a stubborn and ruthless little boy, staring at the self-righteous woman in front of him.

The girl in front of him finally took off her funny mask and looked straight into his eyes, as if she wanted to see into his heart.

"Shir, a person can escape everything in this world, but there is only one thing that he can never escape, and that is his past self."

"It's already amazing that you walked through the thorns and came here alone." She patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Don't be afraid, I will accompany you to face him."