Raise evil spirits in an infinite game

"The piranha ate my wife and finally ran away. But do you think this is the end? No, far from it." The fat tasker suddenly reached out and tore off the thin shirt on his body, which was soaked in sweat , he tore it into pieces with a little force, exposing his fat upper body, but what was different from ordinary people was that his chest and abdomen were covered with dense rhizomes.

"The next day, after drinking the water from the water supply station, everyone in the town turned into piranhas. I drank the water. Although they didn't germinate and turned into plants, the roots of the plants seemed to be waving. The virus that doesn’t go away is attached to my body, if I didn’t suddenly hear the call of the evil god, relying on the points I got from the mission to regularly clean up these weeds to maintain my life, I would probably have died.”

Lin Du listened intently, and as the story reached its climax, the number of people in the fat tasker's live broadcast room increased, exceeding 1.

Because Lin Du didn't pay attention to the audience in her live broadcast room, the number of her audience was even smaller, but the guy nicknamed "Little Fresh Meat of the Dragon Clan" didn't leave, and continued to post barrages one by one.

Little Fresh Meat of the Dragon Clan: What's so scary about man-eating plants, people who eat plants are more scary.

Lin Du rubbed his chin, and suddenly he couldn't figure out the thoughts of alien creatures. Fortunately, she didn't get an Easter egg, otherwise she would come to the stage to confess, and the devil would know what to say, and she couldn't figure it out at all.

"Cut, it must be fake." The tasker with two mustaches patted the table, attracting the attention of all taskers. Seeing the increase in the number of people in the live broadcast room, a smile appeared on his sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face , "You said that you have never seen a plant, how could you recognize your companion as a plant at a glance? The logic is obviously contradictory. And how can there be a refuge in the desert, what should I do if I eat and drink?"

"What I said is true." The fat tasker glared at him profusely with sweat, put on his coat, and lightly blew out the candle in front of him. "My confession is over."

But Mustache's questioning still played a certain role, and Lin Du saw that there were a lot fewer people staying in the live broadcast room.

After the candle was extinguished, a wisp of purple smoke transformed into the symbol of the evil god's eyes in mid-air. After a while, all taskers received a system prompt at the same time.

"The judgment failed, more than half of the audience believed that the confession was false."

"No." The moment he heard this sentence, the fat tasker stood up and planned to run away, but he found that his feet were pinned in place as if there were hands pulling him tightly, and he looked around in horror.The next moment, the surging rhizomes on his body penetrated his clothes, propping up the continuous weird wriggling of his skin, his body swelled up like a blown balloon, and soon burst his body from the inside, and the plasma flowed to the surroundings Explosion splash.

The fat tasker who was originally sitting at No. 10 turned into a huge piranha.The root system has long been buried under his skin, but he has been relying on the power of the evil god to maintain his survival, but now that the power to maintain his survival has disappeared, the human body can no longer confine the lush root system, and a huge explosion occurred.

It's so pitiful, maybe he didn't lie... Lin Du thought of the small characters he saw on the black door before, and guessed that the reason for his death was probably because the story of confession wasn't scary enough.

At the same time as the fat tasker died, his live broadcast room was also blocked, and all the tens of thousands of people who had gathered to watch the excitement disappeared in an instant.

But these bloodstains did not fly around. Lin Du saw that the little girl sitting in seat 6 with ponytails stretched out her fingers and drew something in the void, and even fixed all the blood splashing here in the air. .

"Let's get rid of the filth." She was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a pink and cute face, and a very cold expression. She seemed to be a powerful quester. She did not expect that such a young child would be marked by the evil god.However, despite her young age, the girl's live broadcast room has more than 5 people, so her seat is only one space away from Ying Shu, which is No. [-] in the front.

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, the immobilized blood instantly evaporated in mid-air.

In the end, the fat tasker could not escape the fate of becoming a piranha. The piranha, which had lost its human will, opened its huge corolla ferociously and rushed towards Tang Xian beside him.

Tang Xian stretched out his hand to condense a streak of ice, freezing the piranha pounced on him into ice flakes. Tang Xian moved the chair slightly and turned sideways. The ice flakes fell to the ground and shattered into blood-colored ice crystals.

Some ice crystals rolled down to Lin Du's feet. She watched carefully and found small tentacles protruding from the black ground, and the blood was instantly swallowed.

Since No. 10 is next to No. 12, Tang Xian's face was stained with blood, but he didn't seem to care at all. He reached out and shook the wine glass in front of him. By candlelight, Lin Du saw a drop of black blood in the wine glass Shaked away by him: "Let's continue."

Tang Xian raised his lips and drank the white wine in the glass.

Isn't he afraid?If what the fat tasker said was true, his blood was probably poisonous.Lin Du frowned, and a look of disapproval flashed in her eyes. She always felt that the Tang Xian in front of her was weird, and she was different from the one she met in the college dungeon.

Due to his heroic behavior, the number of people in the live broadcast room has increased a lot, and it is almost close to 100 people.

Ying Shu said softly, "Has anyone else gotten an Easter egg?"

The long table was quiet for a while, Tang Xian smiled and said: "It seems that I am the only one, what do I need to do?"

Ying Shu was a little surprised and said: "You are lucky. Generally speaking, newcomers don't get Easter eggs on the first day. But since you are selected, you must act according to the rules."

"The first is to pray. You must face your beliefs seriously and honestly, so that the evil gods will obey your call and distribute candles to you. When you have a candle in your hand, you can start talking, and blowing out the candle after the end is considered The judging begins, and the voting rights for judging are in the hands of all viewers—you can start."

Lin Du glanced at him worriedly, just in time to meet Tang Xian's gaze.

His eyes were dark, calm, and even lifeless, like the bottom of a calm lake.

Tang Xian closed his eyes and read out the lines of those prayers.

The candle fell straight into Tang Xian's hand from the sky above. He stretched out his hand and twirled the candle before speaking softly.

"My impression is summer, when I was very young, about five or six years old, one night, my mother worked overtime at night, and my sister and I were locked in the house by my mother, and my mother told us not to open the door no matter what, unless she came back.

Because the weather was very hot, my sister took two popsicles from the refrigerator, and each of us took one popsicle and sat on the sofa to watch a movie.

The content of the movie is nothing more than some weird battles between gods and demons, demons and demons, but we were very happy to watch them at that time.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of pattering footsteps on the ceiling.

We live on the top floor, and there will be absolutely no residents on it, but the footsteps are very hurried, like a heavy fat man stomping desperately.

My sister was very scared, and accidentally pressed the remote control, and the TV was turned off. I told her it was okay, it was okay, it was just a cat catching mice upstairs.

The chandelier above the head shook and went out instantly, probably because of the stomping sound.

The younger sister was very young, so she believed it was true. Although she was scared, she hugged the doll on the sofa and fell asleep.

But I knew it couldn't be a cat. Fortunately, after a while, the footsteps disappeared.

But at this time, the TV that had been turned off turned on automatically. I swear that no one has touched the remote control. The picture on the TV flickered. Hair, pale face, blood seeping from the eyes.

I was very scared, so I quickly turned off the TV. Although it didn't turn on automatically, there was a strange creaking sound in the old-fashioned TV box, as if a cat's paw was scratching the plastic inside, and the TV shook twice. It seemed like something was about to crawl out of it.

I was terrified, because the TV was off, and I didn't dare to get up to turn on the light, so the surrounding was pitch black, I covered my head with a quilt, hugged my sister tightly and curled up on the sofa.

The sound from the TV side disappeared, but footsteps sounded outside the door, very heavy. From the gap of the anti-theft door, I saw the voice-activated lights in the corridor flickering. He didn't know what he wanted to do at the door, he had already passed by it too many times.

Even sometimes, the sound of footsteps stops, but the voice-activated lights are still on. It is very likely that people are quietly peeping at everything in the house through the cat's eyes at the door.

He can't be a robber...it must be so, first he tried to climb in from the top floor, but after he failed, he started to pry the door.

I'm scared, but I don't have the slightest ability to resist, I'm just a child.If the robber outside finds that there are only two children in the house, he will kill us without hesitation.

I found my father's mobile phone from the gap in the sofa. It was an old-fashioned flip phone. The shell was worn out and a crack was broken on the screen. It contained my mother's mobile number. I called my mother and hoped that she would come back soon.

The light of the mobile phone screen was shining brightly in the quilt, but what came from inside was a woman's screaming and crying. I don't know how to describe it. It's a bit like the struggling cry when a pig is about to be killed, mixed with Laughing wildly, it reminded me of the TV screen that was framed before.

That's definitely not my mom.

I was so frightened that I dropped the phone, it hit the wall and shattered, and the strange sound disappeared.

Footsteps and screams.

I guessed that the robbers outside were frightened when they heard the loud noise from the mobile phone, but not long after, there was another knock on the door.

This time the knock on the door was very slow and not urgent at all, but I felt weak all over and didn't have the courage to stand up at all.

After some time, the knocking on the door stopped.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. The loud and loud sound just now did not wake up my sister. She usually sleeps very lightly. When she was in the cradle, a little wind could shake her Woke up in a dream.

She was also under the quilt, and there was a plush toy between me. I carefully moved the head of the toy away, and suddenly saw that the person sleeping next to me was not my sister.

She has the body of a child, but her face is exactly the same as the ghosts seen on TV, with long hair, a pale face, and blood oozing from the facial features.

The ghost opened its eyes, and what I saw were empty eye sockets, with no eyeballs inside.

I was so scared that I rolled off the sofa and fell to the ground. I struggled to crawl to the back room.

But the female ghost didn't let me go, she grabbed my calf, opened her mouth and bit me hard.

I didn't feel any pain. It seemed that the female ghost's saliva contained sleeping pills. I fell to the ground and fell asleep. The last thing I saw was the female ghost pounced on my face.

The quilt was not very ventilated, and I was so frightened that I was covered in cold sweat. I poked my head out of the quilt, and the light turned on.

"Brother, why are you falling asleep, talking in your sleep while sleeping." The younger sister licked the popsicle beside her.

I let out a deep breath, luckily it was just a dream, the TV was still broadcasting the battle of demons and demons.

But at this time, the sound of the faucet suddenly came from the kitchen.

My face turned pale in an instant, and I looked towards the kitchen in horror. My sister and I were the only ones in the room. Why did the faucet ring? Could it be that a ghost has come in?

"Brother, why are you so afraid of being like this? It's Dad. Dad knocked on the door and came back. I opened the door for him. Now Dad is cooking in the kitchen."

At that moment, I almost wanted to open the door and run away. My sister is very young, and she doesn't know that her father died last month.

My mother reminded me not to open the door, but I didn't expect that she opened the door while she was asleep.

At this moment, I saw my dead father coming from the kitchen covered in blood. He was still wearing the clothes he had when he died. The glasses on the lens had a slight crack and were covered with two leaves. I couldn’t see him. s eyes.

"what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat tomato scrambled eggs, braised pork..." My sister said a lot of dish names.

Seeing my father turn his head towards me, I could only smile stiffly: "Everything is fine."

Although I clearly knew that my father was dead and he was a ghost, but after he appeared, all the weird things in the room disappeared.

My sister and I sat at the dining table. The dinner on the table was rich and delicious, but there was no heat, and the moment it touched our lips, it was cold.

It seemed like the younger sister hadn't eaten for a long time. She ate her food in big mouthfuls, and she didn't even need someone to coax her to eat.

"Why don't you eat it? This is your favorite dish." Dad said so, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in my bowl. I saw the blood dripping from his face falling on the meat , can't eat it at all.

Not knowing how to deal with the current impasse, at exactly this moment, the doorbell rang.

"I'm going to open the door." After saying this, I fled from the dining table in an instant.

The doorknob of the anti-theft door is very high, and it takes some effort to unscrew it. Halfway through the opening, I don't know why the words my mother said before leaving suddenly sounded.

don't open the door.

My movements froze in mid-air, and I really didn't have the courage to continue to open the door.

After all, Dad is not a living Dad. In fact, there are only my sister and me in the house. If there are bad people outside...

At this moment, the person outside the door seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and he began to slam on the door with all his might, stomping his feet and slamming on the door at the same time.

I was so scared that I fell to the ground, got up, and ran towards the dining table, but before I entered the kitchen, I found that the people inside were gone.

Dad and sister, as well as the food on the table, all disappeared.

It's a bit ironic that the TV was turned on, and the scene of slaying demons and demons was still playing.

The half-eaten ice cream that my sister ate melted and fell to the ground, turning into a ball of white sticky water.

Did she disappear long ago?Everything just now was just my hallucination?

I fell into complicated self-blame, but because the anti-theft door was half open and forgot to lock it back, finally, the door was forcibly opened by someone outside.

The lights disappeared in an instant, there was an unpleasant smell in the room, and there were all kinds of weird creaking noises. My legs hurt, as if someone had bitten me. In the dark, I saw a huge twisted A monster appeared at the door, and the monster was coming to eat me, but my mood was a little calm. I lost my sister, and I will be reunited with her soon. This is the punishment I deserve. "

When Tang Xian said this, he paused slightly. From the beginning to the end, his face was expressionless, as if he was narrating someone else's story.

The long table was silent for a long time, and everyone seemed to be immersed in the story just now.

The little girl in seat number six couldn't help asking: "Then what happened afterwards? How is your sister?"

Although her face was cold, she blinked her big eyes, as if she believed Tang Xian's story.

The mustache on the sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks cut it disdainfully: "It goes without saying, it must be fake, and he can't make it up. How can a five or six-year-old child have so many complicated thoughts and remember things so clearly? Said It might just be a dream."