I Became a God in a Horror Game: 349, Yinshan Village

After Mu Sicheng was incompetent and furious for a while, he melancholy compromised with Bai Liu's bad taste.

What can I do? If Bai Liu didn't tell him, he wouldn't even know that he was being played, so let it be.

Mu Sicheng dragged Bai Liu and followed closely behind Paper Daoist. Not far in front of them were seven women holding umbrellas and seven zombies walking side by side, moving step by step in front of them.

Although there is a paper man separated, this weird scene still makes Mu Sicheng's scalp tingle, for fear that some of these people in front of him will suddenly turn around.

In the middle of crossing the bridge, Mu Sicheng didn't want to see any more horrible scenes. He took two deep breaths and turned to look at Bai Liu beside him.

Bai Liu held his breath and walked towards him without squinting. Mu Sicheng was inexplicably relieved to see Bai Liu so calm.

Just as Mu Sicheng was about to look away, he suddenly found a pale, dripping **** slowly protruding from the water behind them on the bridge, propped up on the bridge and climbing up.

This hand brought her body up in a short while, and the woman in white was prostrate on the ground, her hair was dripping wet, her shoulders twisted unevenly from side to side, her posture was very unnatural, as if the bones were in the shoulder joints Turning around in the inside generally propped up the whole body.

The woman stood up slowly, and she held an umbrella facing her, covering the upper half of her face.

She walked in small steps with her toes turned up, her movements were extremely fast, and she was close to the backs of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng in the blink of an eye. Makes it almost impossible to move.

The woman took two steps forward, and she touched Bai Liu's shoulder.

Mu Sicheng saw the moment when the woman was pasting the white willow, a strange expression appeared on the lower half of her face, and the woman's slightly opened mouth was full of black silt, sand and water plants, which turned into sewage and flowed from her lips edge overflow.

Mu Sicheng was so shocked that he pinched Bai Liu's wrist. He felt a sense of oppressive danger from the woman behind him, so he didn't even dare to speak.

Bai Liu stopped in her tracks and stopped walking any further. The woman stuck to Bai Liu's shoulders and neck, her body leaned forward, her head was lowered, and she did not move.

Water droplets dripped from the woman's wet hair, and fell onto Bai Liu's neck along the ends of her hair. The coolness spreading from her body became heavier and heavier, which made Bai Liu's breath bring a cold white air coming.

Mu Sicheng froze on the spot, watching the Paper Taoist in front of him rang the bell and went farther and farther, but he didn't dare to move.

His sixth sense told him that if he ran off the bridge madly with Bai Liu now, Bai Liu would definitely be caught and drowned by the bridge ghost.

Obviously there are only seven ghosts who died on the bridge, as long as they follow the paper Taoist, the seven zombies can just let them cross the bridge, and Mu Sicheng himself did cross the bridge once without incident by relying on this rule.

How could it be Bailiu's turn to cross the bridge, and why did a bridge ghost climb out from under the bridge temporarily? !

Mu Sicheng rolled his eyes quietly, and carefully glanced at the woman next to Bai Liu from the corner of his eye. Just as Mu Sicheng moved his eyes to look over, the woman leaning on Bai Liu's shoulder also slowly and softly raised her eyes. He took up his own umbrella and leaned towards Bai Liu to prop it up.

The lower half of the woman's face is well-shaped, her complexion is blue and white, and there is a smile on the corner of her mouth. There is always black sand gushing out of her mouth and nose, and the nails between her legs holding the umbrella are also full of sand. You can see that it was left by struggling, scratching and swallowing at the bottom of the river after drowning.

And the upper half of the face that is being revealed...

Mu Sicheng gasped when he saw it.

The woman didn't have the upper half of her face, her head was knocked inward and crooked, and there was not much left, only half of the whole head remained, and only a cross-section could be seen above the bridge of the nose, filled with white sieve-shaped bones The silt, the silt leaked out from her mouth and nasal cavity like a funnel, staining Bai Liu's white shirt black.

Bai Liu approached the half-headed bridge ghost at close range, and remained unmoved. He looked calmly at the woman leaning on his shoulder, and began to walk towards the bridge.

Mu Sicheng watched Bai Liu move towards the bridge in astonishment. Mouth.

"You will be dragged off the bridge when you reach the end of the bridge!" Mu Sicheng was so anxious that he couldn't help shivering when he saw the shape of the upper half of the female ghost's face. Drag it down, your head will hit the pier, and you will die like her!"

Mu Sicheng himself is not a living person, without a body, even if he is dragged off the bridge, he is fine, but Bai Liu is a living person! If you drag it down and die, you are really dead!

Seeing that Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to reach the woman next to him, Bai Liu quickly grasped Mu Sicheng's wrist, then raised the umbrella that the woman gave him, and signaled Mu Sicheng with his eyes Look inside the umbrella.

A brand-new yellow talisman was stuck on the inside of the umbrella, with the inscription [Binding Talisman].

Mu Sicheng was shocked: "Who posted this?"

The other end.

"Brother Kong, you are really considerate in doing things." Yang Zhi pushed the flashlight on his head and sighed, "Actually, I think, once Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng entered this tomb, there is no need Although most of them will die, you still drew some old talismans, and dug a hole for them at every key node in this tomb..."

Kong Xuyang glanced at Yang Zhi: "What do you know, winning without a fight has no program effect, if they die in the tomb trap, will I win them?"

"That's why the game killed them all by itself. It doesn't matter to me, so how can I attract the popularity of Bai Liu and make the audience who support him switch to me?"

"Bai Liu must die." Kong Xuyang's eyes were cold, "I have to die on my feet, this game will allow me to break into the popularity 100 and get the gold medal for avoiding death."

"Otherwise we will attack Russell Cemetery..."

At the mention of this name, Kong Xuyang's face twitched twice, and his complexion became even more serious: "This guild is very evil, maybe we can find a team member who can restrain our two skills, and it's hard to die. Hit."

Yang Zhi chuckled a few times: "It can be said that you, Brother Kong, have considered everything carefully. If I were to ask for it, I would never have thought of giving one of the bridge-sacrificing ghosts [Binding Talisman] when crossing the ghost bridge." , so that she could not get off the bridge with us, and was always trapped on the bridge."

"You are blocking Bai Liu's only way out."

Kong Xuyang glanced at Yang Zhi proudly:

"Besides pasting [false amulets] like us, there is another way to cross the bridge, which is to follow the Paper Taoist Man, who will drive the seven corpse husbands of the bridge ghost across the bridge. In extreme numbers, there are at most seven bridge martyrs on the bridge, and these seven bridge martyrs will not follow after they find their husbands, and people can cross the bridge safely."

"So when I was crossing the bridge, I used [Binding Talisman] to trap a bridge ghost under the bridge, which is the eighth bridge ghost."

"The eighth bridge ghost will find her husband from the seven bridge ghosts on the bridge, and climb up the bridge when he is about to get off the bridge, so that no matter what method Bai Liu uses, he will definitely encounter this. The bridge ghost he prepared."

Kong Xuyang smugly smacked his head, and said viciously: "Bai Liu will definitely be dragged off the bridge by this woman, and only half of his head will be left after being hit."

Bai Liu walked neither fast nor slow, and the woman on his right who held the umbrella for him also followed at a moderate pace.

It's just that the closer you get to the bridge, the color of the lower half of the woman's face changed from curling her lips in joy at the beginning, to pursing her lips in silence, and now the corners of her mouth are obviously downturned, and the woman turned half her head to get closer. "Looking" straight at Bai Liu.

She seemed to realize that Bai Liu was not her husband, and her expression became more and more vicious.

The umbrella that was held up also only covered Bai Liu's head at the beginning, and then slowly sank, as if it wanted to enclose Bai Liu's whole body in the umbrella.

After almost all the white willows were caged into the umbrella, the surface of the umbrella was smeared with dense blood-colored spots, just like the blood stains splashed on the surface of the umbrella after someone jumped from a bridge with an umbrella in their hands.

The smell of corpses, water, and blood spread out.

Bai Liu poked his head out slightly from the umbrella to look at Mu Sicheng, and mouthed: "Listen to my arrangement later."

Before he finished his sentence, the woman's face emerged from behind Bai Liu, her lips pressed against Bai Liu's ear and opened and closed quickly, as if she was talking, but she could only make a click The sound of joints turning.

She spoke faster and faster, and the sound of joints turning together made people get goosebumps. Even if there was only half of her face, one could tell that the woman's expression was What a hateful hate.

Sewage, sand, and blood flowed from her mouth.

Bai Liu put his head back into the umbrella, and the joints twitched and stopped for a while.

Through the umbrella, Mu Sicheng saw the half of the woman's head gently attached to Bai Liu's ear, and her jaw slowly opened to an unimaginable angle. The sound rang out frantically.

Mu Sicheng, a ghost, broke out in cold sweat watching it.

Has already been followed by the bridge-sacrificing ghost, Bai Liu is a mortal, what can be done to solve it!

Paper Taoist drove the zombies off the bridge one by one, and Mu Sicheng found that the head of the bridge was right in front of their eyes!

The shadow cast by the woman on the umbrella was only half a head at first, but as it approached the bridge, Mu Sicheng watched with horror as the shadow on the umbrella moved and grew.

The bloodstains on the umbrella surface continued to fade away, leaving the umbrella surface and flying to the shadow, and the head absorbed the bloodstains, squirmed, and grew the upper half of its face!

Mu Sicheng was about to go into cardiopulmonary arrest. Of course, if he was from Bai Liu's perspective, he might have gone into cardiopulmonary arrest.

The thing on the umbrella is not blood at all, but pieces of meat, broken bones, brains, the upper half of the face splashed on the umbrella when the woman jumped from the bridge.

These things are attached to the umbrella, and as they gradually approach the bridge, they fly from the umbrella to the woman's face as if the scene is reversed, twisting and merging to shape the upper half of her face.

A bridge ghost repeats a death cycle on the bridge.

From the bottom of the bridge to the bridge is the process of death, so they are the appearance of death, and from the bridge to the bridge, the moment when they are about to jump under the bridge is their life. The process, and in this process, they will revert to their full-grown appearance.

The woman in front of her has finally fully recovered to her full-grown appearance.