I Became a God in a Horror Game: 355, Yinshan Village

Mu Sicheng stopped fighting back, and the "Mu Sicheng" who swooped over him ruthlessly grabbed the flesh on his neck, but what was sucked was not blood, but soul, Mu Sicheng's face was painful It was so ferocious that it was almost a phantom, and finally completely disappeared on the pillar.

After eating the soul, the "Mu Sicheng" zombie turned his shoulders comfortably, jumped off the pillar, and walked towards Bai Liu with a cruel expression.

Bai Liu lowered his head, as if he didn't notice Mu Sicheng walking this way.

Mu Sicheng walked up to Bai Liu, and when he was about to bite someone, he knelt down suddenly, his face changed as if two faces were merging, and his body kept struggling.

Bai Liu raised his head slowly: "Mu Sicheng, it will take some time for the soul fusion of ‌ and ‌ to fuse. Can ‌ control this zombie body?"

Mu Sicheng's soul twisted out of his face, and he replied hoarsely: "Barely... yes!"

"It's almost twelve o'clock, when yin and yang converge, and yang qi pours backwards, it's exactly the time when yin is weak." Bai Liu jumped out of bed, and calmly narrated, "Now the yin and yang roads overlap, we are strangers , can go back to Yangjian Road, it is a good time to escape."

"The only problem is." Bai Liu turned her head and looked there, motionless, covering her head and staring at Mu Sicheng's mother, "The body of her is already their husband, and it is also in this tomb One of the first people, if you escape, the ghosts in these tombs will definitely come and chase you."

"I need to not completely devour the soul, so that I can not only maintain my zombie body, but also retain part of my mind, so that we will not have the ability to fight."

Mu Sicheng panted heavily: "So let the soul devour me, right?"

Bai Liu nodded.

Mu Sicheng's face was ferocious, his fangs were exposed, his limbs with sharp nails scratched the ground, and he exhaled a white breath: "...I will try my best."

"Then I'll count one, two..." Bai Liu paused for a second, looked down at his watch, knelt on Mu Sicheng's back on one knee, grabbed Mu Sicheng's shoulder, raised his eyes and ordered, "— Three, run."

Mu Sicheng shot out like an arrow off the string.

The flames of the lantern in the room behind him were flickered by the wind that Mu Sicheng rushed out. Look at it for a moment, and when it lights up again, all the women in the room have disappeared.

Mu Sicheng ran quickly on all fours in the dark tomb, and Bai Liu knelt on Mu Sicheng's back with one knee.

At a corner, a headless woman appeared in front of her, and she was about to stick to them in a few blinks. Mother ran past.

As a result, when she turned around, another woman approached, and Bai Liu quickly blocked it with a happy stick, and the hijab was lifted.

A complete upside down, Yanyan laughed, her head with white face and red lips looked down at Bai Liu.

The white willow pressed down on the back of Mu Sicheng's neck, and Mu Sicheng jumped off the side wall, lowering his body and sprinting past this bitch's blind spot of vision.

Flying all the way to the main hall, those figures who were talking and laughing stopped at the moment when Mu Sicheng ran in with Bai Liu on his back.

In front of the exit door stood a welcoming guest wearing a melon skin hat, bowing and kicking his hands, with a flattering smile and crescent-like eyes, with a voice that was as male as female, as sharp as a prisoner: " Send off——!"

Mu Sicheng didn't stop at all, and rushed out from the main entrance with Bai Liu.

The smiles on their faces disappeared, and they sternly shouted: "The guest snatches the bride, the uninvited guest! Kill the guest to welcome the guest!"

All the shadows seemed to be waiting for this order, and shrill and frantic hissing came out from the wall chaotically.

The moment Mu Sicheng ran out of the main entrance, these shadows turned into thin black lines and rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

Mu Sicheng glanced back, his face was constantly changing, and his words were like schizophrenia, sometimes full of evil, and sometimes full of vigilance:

"They are about to catch up, what should I do!"

"Die here, Bai Liu!"

"It's so fast!"

"We can't run away from these souls."

Mu Sicheng was running in the tomb passage, and the red lanterns hanging on the side of the tomb passage reflected the fast moving shadows and lines on the wall, like a bunch of wriggling, chasing and eating people red-eyed black snake.

"In the underworld, we really can't do anything about these evil spirits." Bai Liu looked calmly, "But it's twelve o'clock now, and Yin and Yang converge."

"In the sun, there is no light without fire, no shadow without light, and no soul without soul."

Bai Liu propped up his body and leaned forward, holding the joy stick and quickly hooking off the lantern hanging on the side of the wall from side to side. As soon as the candle of the lantern was extinguished, a puff of blue smoke came out, the red light disappeared, and the tomb was plunged into chaos. dark.

Without the light source, the soul reflected on the wall was swallowed by the darkness, and the screaming sound was left far behind.

Mu Sicheng jumped out of the tomb passage from the wall, and the paper bridge that had been swallowed by darkness reappeared in front of him.

On the bridge, the bridge martyr who jumped off was holding an umbrella, with half of his head looking quietly at Mu Sicheng and the others who were coming up the bridge.

Mu Sicheng jumped onto the pier with a leap, with a fierce look on his face, and after a few quick jumps, he swayed past the bridge martyrdom ghost.

Bai Liu turned his head, and the bridge ghost was holding an umbrella, running towards this side quickly, but Mu Sicheng was moving very fast, but the bridge ghost was not moving as fast as before, and was soon caught by the flying ghost. The running Mu Sicheng was left behind, and was finally trapped on the bridge, watching Mu Sicheng resentfully go away.

"It's one past twelve." Bai Liu turned her head, leaned over Mu Sicheng's back, and ordered very quickly, "Go back to the land before twelve fifteen, Yin and Yang meet. The time limit is a quarter of an hour, run as fast as you can.”

"It's almost too fast!" Mu Sicheng ran so fast that his tongue almost flew out of his mouth, and he gasped for breath as he spoke, "At this speed, we can go back safely!"

While replying, Mu Sicheng fiercely bit a ghost that crawled out from the altar on the side of the tomb passage, shook his head hard, and his fangs dug into the ghost's neck.

Bai Liu heard the sound of bones being bitten, and he patted Mu Sicheng's head: "Don't **** the ghost's blood, Yin Qi is not good for you."

"‌And the blood of the water ghost's corpse is not good to drink." Bai Liu added.

Mu Sicheng spat out the ghost's neck that had been bitten soft by him, and poohed in disgust: "Damn, I didn't say it earlier, it's watery and fishy!"

"That's right, I'm going to speak soon." Bai Liu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the altar that kept rolling over from the dark tomb passage, and the ghost crawling out of the altar with twisted body. , "The place where these altars were originally placed is not near here, but in a partial tomb where I fell."

"Someone rolled these altars over here, and we are blocked."

Mu Sicheng tilted his head and sniffed, crawled forward with his hands, frowned and asked, "This smell is so messy, who is it?"

Bai Liu slowly raised his eyes: "Of course I hope we lose the game and die in the grave, and Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi are now standing at the exit."

The door of the tomb.

Kong Xuyang held half of the [Yin-Yang Road-Separating Talisman] in his hand, shook it and sneered at Yang Zhi: "Bai Liu actually used the Yin-Yang Road-Separating Talisman in this kind of place, he is really asking for his own death."

Yang Zhi complimented without any trace: "That's because I was forced to rush, so I can use it if I break it."

"So Bai Liu has already come this far." Kong Xuyang looked at the trap door at the entrance of the tomb, showing a malicious smile, "If you don't help him at this time, we'll just sit on the sidelines like this Isn't it very inhumane?"

"That's it." Yang Zhi looked at the door, "I remember falling from here, will it fall into a side tomb full of altars?"

Kong Xuyang nodded, his face couldn't hide his embarrassment: "That's right, the tomb on that side is full of water ghosts from altars, and if you scratch one, you can be caught as a substitute."

"I remember when Brother Kong used this side tomb to kill a player and swallowed their property when he played Yinshan Village for the first time." Yang Zhi recalled, "How did you get it? With?"

Kong Xuyang rolled his eyes: "It's still a memory skill, and I can't remember anything."

Yang Zhi smiled obsequiously, and admitted: "Brother Kong is a professional-level trap player, and the trap moves he uses are so many in the game that I can't even remember them."

Kong Xuyang leaned his neck back, hummed arrogantly, and then waved away Yang Zhi who was standing at the door of the trap: "If you know, don't block the way."

"Using the Yin-Yang Separation Charm, as long as you don't return to the Yang world before 12:15, you will be trapped to death in the underworld." Yang Zhi looked at the altar under the trap door, with vicious and joyful eyes , "—Although the evil ghost in the altar is not strong, it is a difficult ghost in Yinshan Village, and it can be used to delay time."

"All you need is a small [driver talisman]." Kong Xuyang took out the yellow talisman, tapped the cinnabar, and painted on it with a pen and snake, and stuck it on the trap door with eyes shining, "They will It will drive for me and prevent the people in the tomb from going out."

The yellow talisman was pasted on the trap door and suddenly burst into red light, and the altar below wobbled and stood upright under the red light, rolling towards a certain direction as if being summoned by some kind of feeling .

Yang Zhi praised: "Kong Ge's trap is still as sinister as ever."

"Non-toxic and not a husband." The smile on Kong Xuyang's face has not yet been taken away, and a hurricane suddenly burst out from the trap door in front of him, flipping over and over again, and finally exploded.

There seems to be a person standing in the dust.

Before Yang Zhi could see clearly who these people were, a ghoul whose neck had been bitten softly was smashed viciously on the faces of Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang, directly smashing these people into the door On, vomited a mouthful of blood.

The dust gradually receded, revealing the figure of a person hidden in it.

Louching on the ground, Mu Sicheng's face was black and blue, his fangs were stained with blood, and he spat out a mouthful of the ghost's blood viciously, staring at Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang as they kept approaching.

Bai Liu, who was kneeling and riding on Mu Sicheng, had blood stains on his side face and shirt, and his face was unbelievably pale, but he had that kind of friendly smile on his face that made people feel shuddering.

Bai Liu smiled and looked at Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang, who were lying on the ground coughing and coughing: "My fellow, we meet again."