I Became a God in a Horror Game: 361, Yinshan Village


Yang Zhi's whole body felt cold like being immersed in ice water. He fell into a cold war and woke up from this kind of trance and nightmare state.

Kong Xuyang next to him frowned and looked at Yang Zhi who was squatting next to him: "Why did you come back, you were so out of your mind just now?"

Yang Zhi shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up, a forced smile appeared on his pale face: "...I don't know how to answer, I can't digest it The more memories you have, the easier it is to immerse yourself in his memory, which I never had before..."

"His memory is very strange, with three folding areas."

Speaking of ‌Liu, Kong Xuyang became a little interested: "What folding area? Weakness? Privacy?"

"It's not..." Yang Zhi frowned, "It feels like a memory that has been covered, and another layer of overlapping memories has been formed on the memory. When I digest it, it feels very strange, like eating Two memories of the same time period."

Kong Xuyang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it that Liu's memory was erased three times and then re-woven?"

"Even the memory has been tampered with, Liu is really confused." Kong Xuyang smiled meaningfully, "Anyway, the monster we're guarding hasn't moved yet, so let's take a closer look with me. .”

After that, Kong Xuyang sat down on the floor, and put on a gossip expression with malicious intentions: "I haven't heard anything that makes me feel sad tonight. What disgusting things are there in Liu's memory? Come out and make me feel relieved."

Yang Zhi took a look at Kong Xuyang's face, and thought about it: "The first time Liu Liu had this phenomenon of memory folding was when he was fourteen years old. He was originally at home. I grew up in a private orphanage.”

"‌Liu suffered a lot of discrimination and torture in the private orphanage." Yang Zhi's face became a little uncomfortable, he seemed to feel cold, and subconsciously rubbed his arms, "The dean over there doesn't like him , and often use various reasons to punish him, such as temporarily increasing the tasks of Liuliu, and then let Liuliu stand barefoot in a bucket of snow in winter when he did not complete the housework or study tasks on time , or ask him to dig ice in sub-zero temperatures to clean up the pond behind the orphanage.”

Kong Xuyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and whistled happily: "A standard loser's childhood, what's next?"

"However, these memories were overwritten by whoever edited them. In the end, the memory left by Liu Liu was that he was in a public orphanage with strict management and good treatment for children. Li grew up to eighteen years old without any abuse or torture, and the teachers and dean treated Liliu well, but he often felt headaches because of Liu's rebellion," said Yang Zhi.

"Tsk." Kong Xuyang pursed his mouth in boredom, "The abuse that is not remembered is meaningless. There is no way to cause continuous trauma to people. How about Liu's first memory folding?"

Yang Zhi's expression gradually became strange: "Yu Liu's first overlapping memory happened at the age of eighteen, a few months before his college entrance examination."

"College entrance exam?" Kong Xuyang showed complacency and contempt on his expression, "We checked Liu's college entrance examination score, and it was only over 400 points, which is much lower than mine."

"It seems that even if an unknown senior player showed kindness and modified the memory, exempting the so-called [childhood trauma], the mud will still not be able to support the wall, and a loser is a loser."

"No." Yang Zhi couldn't help but retort, "My grades at first were worse than that of the first one, and I could only score more than 300 points."

‌ Even Kong Xuyang was surprised: "More than three hundred? Has he never studied in high school for three years?"

"Basically, from my memory, Liu never listened to class, and basically slept in class. Although he was forced to learn by his good friend Lu Yizhan for a while, it was very difficult. It’s about to revert to the old ways.” Yang Zhiyu, “Basically all the evening self-study escaped, and I escaped to play games.”

"In the third year of high school, Liu also received a major disciplinary action, which was included in the file and criticized by the whole school. After that, Liu's grades continued to decline severely."

"As far as Liu's score is concerned, even half of the total score cannot be tested, so what room is there for decline?" Kong Xuyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What punishment did he receive?"

Yang Zhi‌: "Tricked students from the same school to steal family money to gamble, fight with weapons, involving tens of thousands of dollars, almost went to jail."

"In the end, the parent of the other party did not call the police and chose to go private. After being severely criticized, Liu bowed his head and apologized to that classmate, and was recorded as a major demerit."

"Originally, Liu was going to be expelled, but at that time, there were two top students in their school, Fang Dian, who was the youngest, and Lu Yizhan, who had been in the top ten for a long time, and the school. If they wanted to be expelled ‌Liu, they dropped out of school together with ‌Liu , and finally the school decided to let ‌Liu stay in school for probation after weighing it up."

"The one called Fang Dian was also charged with cheating and gambling on Liu's behalf, and was charged with a major demerit together with Liu, and the two of them went to the national flag platform together to read the self-criticism in front of the whole school , and almost took all the faults on himself, forcing the school to leave him behind."

" But after that, Liu's score dropped to more than 200. Although he didn't study hard, he didn't have any more love affairs. People around him were pointing and pointing. After going to the toilet, it was gone on the desk, and the bed in the dormitory was also dirty all the year round, splashing all kinds of water and so on, is it considered campus bullying?"

"But Liu's reaction was very flat. He didn't care at all. If the desks were gone, he would switch to another classroom and continue sleeping. It didn't matter what class he was in. If he couldn't sleep in the dormitory, he would go to the Internet cafe all night. sleep."

Kong Xuyang clicked tut a few times: "It's a gangster."

Yang Zhi's expression became more and more strange: "But at this moment, someone suddenly appeared in Liu Liu's memory."

"Or it can't be a person. Only one person can see this person, and no one else can see it. It's like a companion ghost, or the kind of loneliness that causes problems in the heart The kind of [friends that only I can see] imagined by my children.”

"A ghost accompanied him silently, going in and out with him every day, no matter how hard Liu Liu drove him away, every night like a dog, he squatted in front of the chair where Liu Liu slept and guarded He, occasionally put his head on Liu's body and hug him to sleep together."

Kong Xuyang sneered and said, "Is there something wrong with Liu Liu's brain? It's normal. It's his fault that his brain didn't go wrong after all these experiences."

"...I don't know if it's Liu Liu's brain that's wrong, or my brain is wrong. I've eaten too much and my memory is still confused." ‌Muttering to himself:

"A ghost that suddenly appeared at the end of Liu's high school period, a friend who I don't know if he imagined it..."

"——The son looks like a spade."

Kong Xuyang lost his voice and asked back: "...what?!"

Turn another head.

Liu led Mu Sicheng around the weir pond, walked across the dry stone bridge, followed the path in the TV screen all the way to a barren mountain full of graves.

Grave buns are big and small, some are new and some are old, Qingming just passed, there are unburned paper money next to many grave buns, half-burned red candles are stuck in the ground, and the side looks weird A few strings of fried firecrackers hung on the dead tree, and the old money was scattered everywhere on the ground.

The nearest grave seems to be a person from Yinshan Village who was buried recently. A relatively modern marble tombstone is erected, and the epitaph and black posthumous photos are neatly engraved with lasers on it.

In the distance, there is nothing but a bare grave, and if you are lucky, you can find a simple tombstone beside it that has been eroded by wind and rain so that you can't read it—— ‌A wooden board that has been engraved with characters.

Mu Sicheng held up the camera in night vision mode, and carefully photographed the tombstones of some graves on the fluorescent green screen.

In the dark deep mountain and old forest, under the green light and shadow, in the photos of the tombstones, all the old people with mottled hair and neat smiles seem to be staring at the two different people who are about to throw graves As a quick visitor, the originally peaceful and friendly smile on his face gradually became resentful and resentful.

Mu Sicheng clasped his hands together in a prayer form, and said in a low voice: "If you offend, you have to do it because you have to. Don't blame it."

"Mu Sicheng, come here and take a picture of me." Liu Liu waved in the distance.

Mu Sicheng stepped over the grave carefully, held up the camera to take a picture of the place pointed by Liu Liu, and he squinted his eyes: "What is it?"

Facing some of the tombs on the ground, there are three porcelain wine cups, with a little dusty wine in them, and three plates of raw meat of different colors and textures beside them. A pile of golden paper money, with four sticks of incense burning at the front, two candles, and a small money dress, are burning faintly.

"This is a device for borrowing money from the Yin. Someone came to the mass grave before me. The place where most people in Yinshan Village are actually buried has been arranged. Everything has been done. , I borrowed Yin Qi and Yin Cai, and now this place can no longer borrow Yin Cai again, and I can't complete the task." Liu Liu looked up at Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth: "Damn it, Kong Xuyang is doing it again!"


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