Strange story player

When Qin Manjiang met "Chen Ping", Zhong Xueran was able to escape the pursuit of the black sheep behind him and hid briefly.

Her physical strength has been specially trained and is already very good, but she will not keep running as promised.

It is not her principle to place all her hopes on others.

Zhong Xueran took out the Sanqing Bell from her arms. She was not worried that the bell would make a sound at this time and alert the ghosts.

This thing can only be used once per game, and only then can it be shaken.

The ferocity of the sick sheep monster talk this time was beyond Zhong Xueran's expectation. She was surprised because the players in the top ten seats would in most cases be placed in the challenge mode. The multiplayer mode was simply too difficult for the top ten seats. It's just a holiday.

Because as far as she knows, including herself, each of the top ten players has their own permanent props. Sanqingling's teleportation is not too outrageous compared to the weird abilities of those guys. Their survivability In multiplayer mode, he is much better than most players.

However, this time in the multiplayer mode there is not only a new player who has just passed the novice level, but also three ghosts appear right from the start.

Even the rules for making wishes are hidden so deeply that they haven't noticed it until now. The difficulty has suddenly increased...

However, it's just that they didn't see it.

Zhong Xueran took out a rubber band from his pocket, tied up the long hair that was scattered behind him, and silently began to count the time in his heart.

Neither He Jian, who has outstanding physical strength, nor Liu Jingqing, who has excellent text analysis skills, nor Qin Manjiang, who doesn't look like a new player, noticed a thing.

The Immortal Sheep is the root of everything, and the other two ghosts, whether "Chen Ping" or "Li Rong", are the derivative ghosts caused by the mistakes in the Immortal Sheep ritual. In other words, if according to the usual development of this village , Chen Ping and Li Rong are dead and cannot appear as ghosts.

Judging from the current behavior patterns of the three ghosts, "Li Rong" will kill someone if he wants to, and will not take the initiative to ask for wishes. "Chen Ping" will take the initiative to ask what the other person's wishes are after meeting a human. As for The elusive fairy sheep attacked Qin Manjiang and Liu Jingqing, but did not take the initiative to ask about the manifestation of "wish".

So, one thing can be easily inferred...

The power of Xianyang to fulfill wishes has been given to "Chen Ping", which is why only "Chen Ping" keeps asking about wishes.

So, what abilities do "Li Rong" and "Xian Yang" inherit?

The answer is not complicated...

At this time, the footsteps of black sheep were heard outside the courtyard where Zhong Xueran was hiding. She never thought that she could hide forever.

Zhong Xueran touched the Sanqing Bell and whispered: "I have wronged you first."

She threw the Sanqing Bell with all her strength and threw it in the opposite direction!

Exclusive permanent props can almost be regarded as a clone of the player, which can be used to temporarily confuse the ghost after use.

That's why she found the opportunity to immediately use her teleportation ability once a round, so that she wouldn't feel bad if she threw it away.

As for the Sanqing Bell that was thrown out to lure the ghosts, it will come back after the game is over.

As the sound of sheep's hooves faded away, Zhong Xueran escaped from here without hesitation.

Just now, she didn't know Qin Manjiang's plan, but Qin Manjiang's arrangement was exactly what she wanted.

It can be inferred from the behavior pattern of "Li Rong" that what "Li Rong" inherits is the ability to collect the price. For those who make a wish at "Chen Ping", there will be "Li Rong" to collect the price.

The price is just one - death.

However, they mistakenly believed that all three ghosts could make wishes.

At least... "Li Rong" won't listen.

Moreover, they all forgot one thing. Even if the ceremony was correct, there were only two people who could really make a wish...

One is the person who becomes the Immortal Sheep, and the other is the person who is chosen by the Immortal Sheep.

And those who cannot do these two things and just make a wish...

Zhong Xueran stopped thinking about it. Half an hour...should be enough to take action.

Wish ya'll good luck.

The more spiritual pupils, the better...

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He Jian is still running away.

The village was still quiet.

Can I survive?

He Jian didn't have any confidence in his heart.

He knew that he was not a person with outstanding abilities. He became a history teacher not because he was smart, but because he was willing to work hard.

What others could remember in one hour, he spent two hours memorizing. While others could use their quick wit on the spot, he thought about possible situations in advance and made plans in advance.

It was the same when he entered Xianyang Village this time. He went to buy a lot of things that he might use.

But... most of them are useless.

He Jian was panting. Although "Chen Ping" hadn't shown up yet, he still didn't dare to stop, as if he would fall behind if he stopped.

In this ghost story game, he only knew Shi Lianshan. The two of them had cooperated in a ghost story game and met each other in real life. They had a good relationship.

The two drank in private, chatted about life, work, this damn game, and how long they could last before they died.

Shi Lianshan was very imaginative. He said that he almost died when he was in the novice level.

The ghost turned into the appearance of his late father. He knew it was a ghost, but he was still reluctant to use the rules to completely eliminate it.

After reluctantly passing the novice level, Shi Lianshan already knew that he would die sooner or later.

"If I ask you to kill me with one knife, you must help..." Shi Lianshan said after being drunk.

"I know," He Jian didn't ask any more questions, but asked: "Tell me, why are ordinary people like us chosen by this kind of game? We are all middle-aged and about to enter our old age. Regardless of physical strength or mental strength, we are no match for young people. Are we worthy of being selected..."

What he asked sounded like drunken talk, but Shi Lianshan answered seriously:

"Life is not a novel, there is only one protagonist."

Shi Lianshan lay on the table with eyes half drunk and said: "You know, Lao He, the moment I realized that I became the protagonist of my life was when my father passed away..."

"At that time, I was thirty years old and my child had just been born."

"I never had much communication with him, but at the moment he was about to die, I was scared..."

"My father saw it... He asked my wife, mother, and children to go out and tell me if they had anything to say..."

"He said……"

"You can't hide under the eaves. Now, you have to be the eaves of this home..."

Shi Lianshan never answered why people like them were selected for this game, but to He Jian, that was no longer important.

right……

The vast majority of people in this world are ordinary people, but ordinary people have no obligation to become anyone's vassal.

I want to live, I want to live.

For my family, my life.

He Jian ran with all his strength. All he could do now was to believe in Qin Manjiang. However, at this moment, he received a text message that made him stop suddenly.

"The ghost is here, you go to Chen's house."

The sender is Qin Manjiang.

Qin Manjiang did not make a call, but chose to send a text message. If the ghost was close at hand, he would not be able to write a text message or make a call on the spot. Now, there are only two possibilities for receiving this text message.

First, Qin Manjiang had anticipated the unexpected situation and had written a text message in advance, so that he could send it directly when he encountered an unexpected situation.

The second is... this message was sent by Li Gui, with only one purpose, to lure him to the Chen family.

But...why the Chen family?

He Jian stopped.

"Chen Ping" has already lifted the time limit for his actions. Now fifteen minutes have passed, and "Chen Ping" still hasn't shown up.

Could it be that... "Chen Ping" is really with Qin Manjiang?

But why didn't Qin Manjiang make his wish to stop "Chen Ping" for fifteen minutes? If he was really sure that the game would end within half an hour, he should make a wish like this...

He Jian looked at the text messages on his phone and hesitated.

He could not judge whether the text message was true or false, and if he made a mistake, death would be the only thing waiting for him.

The Chen family... what on earth is worth going to?

He Jian held the phone tightly, and the last words that appeared in his mind were what Qin Manjiang said when he left...

"If you believe me, do as I say."

trust……

This kind of thing is extremely precious in the real world, let alone the ghost story world where life and death are frequent.

Do you want to...believe him...

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Liu Jingqing held the brush and ran towards the ancestral hall as hard as she could.

As long as you arrive one second earlier, you can unlock this realm of silence earlier, and those shady ghosts can at least restrain themselves a little.

This is all I can do...

She has never run as fast as she does now. She is very tired. Running 800 meters would kill her half her life when she was a student. After working, she has been sitting in front of the computer for many years, and her physical strength has deteriorated seriously.

But now she didn't dare to stop at all. Her throat was burning, her ears were roaring, her legs were moving mechanically, and she still looked as elegant as when she drove the luxury car at the beginning?

Finally, the ancestral hall appeared in front of her.

As in the village, it was deserted.

Liu Jingqing felt that her heart was about to burst out of her chest, but she still did not dare to stop for a step. Panting, she ran to the door of the ancestral hall and pushed with all her strength.

right here……

That's the hint in the opening statement!

[I was placed in a dark, narrow hole, and my eyes could no longer hold the light. 】

The ancestral hall is not small, but such a description appears, which can only mean one thing... the body of Xianyang is much larger than they imagined!

After having this idea in mind, and then thinking about it carefully, the ancestral hall specially built for the fairy sheep in this village looks like a lying sheep from the bird's eye view, isn't it?

The position of the sheep's head is the gate!

And between the eyebrows, right here...

"Squeak..."

The door was finally pushed open by Liu Jingqing.

Her eyes fell on the threshold, she held the brush nervously, then stretched out her finger and bit her finger hard!

She had no time to find other liquids. After filling the tip of the brush with blood from her fingertips, Liu Jingqing took a deep breath, her heart pounding!

She vaguely felt a gaze that made her panic!

This terrifying pressure was more shocking than any other weird games she had ever experienced!

Her whole body was shaking and her teeth couldn't help but chatter. Liu Jingqing pinched the brush. She was so scared that she wanted to turn around and run away.

but……

Liu Jingqing suddenly pressed the pen tip down and pressed it on the threshold!

"Buzz——"

There seemed to be such a voice in my mind.

Then, the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds all appeared together!

came back! Unlock the realm of silence!

But before she could continue to be happy, she saw a river of blood on the steps in front of the door!

The headless bodies of two young men lay miserable.

Liu Jingqing trembled and looked into the ancestral hall. The broken corpses were smeared with blood all over the floor. The smell was disgusting!

At this time, there was a vibration through the brush!

Liu Jingqing froze, and a picture appeared in her mind...

Sheep horns...sheepskin...touch pens...turn into sheep...

That's... "Li Rong"?

She actually died like this...

Wait, if that's the case... wouldn't it? !

Liu Jingqing's eyes widened, she lowered her head to look at the brush in her hand, and then looked at the ancestral hall where there was no one alive, only a pile of broken corpses.

She stood up and thought blankly for a while.

Then step by step... walked in.

There is one more chapter in the evening, the end of this volume!