I Became a God in a Horror Game: 362, Yinshan Village

"I borrowed yin energy here, so can I go back to the tomb to borrow it? It can also be regarded as a descendant of the zombie Taoist." Mu Sicheng raised his head and asked.

Bai Liu shook his head: "It's best, the zombie Taoist is the key moment to gather Yin Qi, and at this time I cast spells in its tomb to make money from Yin Qi, then ‌It was borrowed, it was robbed, and it was a vengeance.”

"Then shall we give up this mission?" Mu Sicheng swallowed his breath, his face so dark that it almost dripped water.

Said Mu Sicheng raised his head to look at Bailiu, and then paused.

Although Bai Liu was robbed of the task, there was a kind of smile on his face that Mu Sicheng could see clearly. Danger.

"Yeah." Bai Liu looked up at Mu Sicheng with a smile, "It's quite calm to wait until now."

Mu Sicheng reacted for a while, staring at Bai Liu's expected expression and asked hesitantly: "It should be... so first push Kong Xuyang and the others into a hurry, and then Induce them to rush to do the task?"

Bai Liu blinked innocently: "What's the matter? How could I have thought that someone is so bad and would steal other people's missions."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

In short, he can clearly see every step of Bai Liu, and now he can't tell whether Bai Liu is innocent or just pretending to be stupid.

"Then, do you still want to do this task?" Mu Sicheng frowned, "The past has come to this point, according to ‌, this task is also done."

"Well, I still did it." Bai Liu jumped two steps beside him, indicating that Mu Sicheng looked at his feet.

Mu Sicheng raised the camera to take a picture, and the dark green luminous screen illuminated his feet, which were seven rectangular deep pits neatly lined up.

These pits are uniform in size and size, and there are marble tombstones erected in front of them. Black and white photos are engraved on the tombstones. The people in the photos are the seven old people in the temple.

Mu Sicheng was so shocked that he stepped on the pit, raised the camera, staggered on tiptoe and took several steps back, and asked with lingering fear: "This is...the seven The grave that the old man has dug but hasn't had time to bury yet?"

Bai Liu's head: "Kong Xuyang borrowed the yin energy of my other ancestors who were buried here, but he didn't borrow the other seven people."

"Because these seven people haven't been buried yet!" Mu Sicheng reacted very quickly this time, he happily gave Bai Liu an elbow, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, Bai Liu, your mind is turning very fast. ‌Are you going to use the yin energy of these seven people after they were buried to borrow money?"

Bai Liu narrowly avoided Mu Sicheng's elbow, and replied with a smile, "That's indeed my intention."

"But it's not that Kong Xuyang didn't take the yin energy of these seven old people into consideration, he didn't leave much room for me to take advantage of." Bai Liu turned his head and looked at the space of the seven old people Tomb, "According to the usual funeral procedure, which has a high probability of accidents, the burial should be after the first seven, but the first seven..."

"But as soon as the first seven arrives, the Taoist zombies will go berserk!" Mu Sicheng also thought of this, and his face darkened, "Damn, what should we do?"

"Since the normal funeral procedures are not in place, let's go through the normal funeral procedures." Bai Liu looked up at the sky, "We will go back to the village and bring the coffin here before dawn. Buried."

When Mu Sicheng thought about going back to the village, he couldn't help swallowing: "...Back to the village at dawn, so what are we going to do now?"

"The night is dark and the wind is high, it's a good time to dig the grave." Bai Liu smiled lightly, he patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder, and walked forward, "Let's go, let's see which grave is We are going to dig."

Even if Mu Sicheng is a player who has good physical strength and has been exercising all the year round, his legs are still weak when he hears Bai Liu's words. The aspect is...

He glanced at all kinds of eerie graves all over the mountains and plains, took a deep breath, raised his camera, and followed with a tragic expression that never came back:

"Bai Liu, it's time to walk slowly, if you step on something..."

The other end.

Kong Xuyang squatted on Yang Zhi's shoulder, frowning and asked: "Bai Liu's second memory folding, so I saw so much?"

"Yes." Yang Zhi smiled wryly, "Bai Liu's memory is simply too complicated, especially the folded part, covered by two layers of memory, I can see that many places are blurred and intermittent."

"I only know that Bai Liu's second memory fold simply erased the existence of that spade-shaped ghost."

"Bai Liu now remembers that he encountered such a strange existence when he was eighteen years old. His memory should be to study normally, take the college entrance examination, and then go to university."

Kong Xuyang explained more and more: "That is to say, there is a top player who can modify and fold memories, and it took a lot of effort, just to make Bai Liu forget his own memories. ‌A [friend] who looks exactly like a spade?”

Yang Zhi turned his head.

"This is too strange..." Kong Xuyang frowned and clicked his tongue, "Which master player has such a leisurely mind to work this kind of effort on a mentally handicapped person who only got about 300 points in high school?"

But Kong Xuyang didn't linger on this issue for too long, he eagerly asked: "Where is Bai Liu's third memory folding?!"

"I haven't fully digested Bailiu's third memory folding, I just saw some outlines."

"This memory overlap happened when Bailiu graduated from university and just started working for a long time." Yang Zhi closed his eyes, clenched his fists and sweated hard to recall, "... almost the year before last .”

"Bai Liu seems to have encountered... a very pleasant thing, and his memory is in chaos... He seems to have been going around in the hospital." Yang Zhi closed his eyes tightly, and he seemed to be immersed in Bai Liu's memory world, his chest heaved violently , dripping sweat on the chin.

"There is a strong smell of disinfectant everywhere, Bai Liu seems to be sitting on the bench behind the ward with **** hands and head bowed, feeling very..."

Yang Zhi's breathing was less and less rapid, his hands were trembling uncontrollably, his face turned white and red, and he described it in a retching tone: "... strong."

Kong Xuyang snorted and rubbed his chin: "The year before last? At that time, I was lucky to play the preseason and won the challenge all the way."

"Speaking of it this way, when Bai Liu is having the best time, I'm having a bad time."

"Maybe this is the difference between successful people and losers." Kong Xuyang sighed hypocritically and spread his hands.

Yang Zhi was completely immersed in Bai Liu's memory, and did not respond to Kong Xuyang.

He seemed to have fallen into a lake that was frozen on the surface. He could only vaguely hear Kong Xuyang's smug voices, but he couldn't think about the meaning of these voices at all.

Memory: Bai Liu's cold emotions like ice water kept pouring towards Yang Zhi's limbs and bones. The impact was so strong that Yang Zhi couldn't move, as if he was sinking in the water with his eyes open. Near suffocation.

Yang Zhi slowly descended to the long corridor of the hospital. The dark corridor was bustling with people coming and going. ‌Drooping head, with orange juice dripping from the tail of the hair, and a bag of smashed oranges at the feet.

Bai Liu's white shirt and shoes were spattered with blood, and a blood-stained baseball bat rested on the back of the chair next to Bai Liu.

The noisy human voices seemed to be separated by some invisible noise reduction barrier, and Yang Zhi could only hear some vague conversations.

"...It's too miserable, I was hit by a motorcycle."

"It seems to be a kindergarten teacher..."

"Kindergarten teacher? Is it the thing that a group of flying cars crashed into the kindergarten today?!"

"‌Remember it wrong? How can there be such a thing? A kindergarten teacher found a group of speeders besieging a person on the way home from get off work. They all fell out..."

"He was sent to the emergency room in the afternoon, and he hasn't come out yet..."

Yang Zhi saw that Bai Liu, who was sitting on the bench, slowly tightened the hands resting on his head until the knuckles turned white.

The disgustingly strong emotion conveyed by Bai Liu made Yang Zhi confused again, and the continuous conversations of the people next to him made him vaguely familiar.

Speeding car, kindergarten, crime facts that seem to have happened but were erased...

Yang Zhi remembered.

He felt like a folded block of his memory was forcibly opened under Bai Liu's strong emotional impact.

There seems to be such a thing.

...Which team is it for? Yang Zhi still remembered too much.

They have targeted too many people, and after each crime, they have to erase the traces of reality. At the end of the day, it is very annoying to remember the victim's face.

But they also use photos to record the tragic situation of the victims, so as to check the achievements and send them to the hostile team, so as to disturb the emotions.

‌It's strange that the kindergarten teacher who was attacked by them didn't even leave a photo record.

Yang Zhi finally remembered that his memory had also been modified.

But he still remembered who did it, and now these modified memories have finally fully unfolded under the resonance of Bai Liu's memory.

Yang Zhi looked at Bai Liu slowly.

They once attacked Bai Liu, and together with this kindergarten teacher, they acted as a team tactician's close-knit important person attack.

Kong Xuyang likes to make multiple preparations for sneak attacks, so he only sent a photo of the kindergarten teacher to the opponent's tactician on the surface, saying that he would attack this woman, but in fact, even the opponent's friend - only 22 years old Bai Liu was also on the attack list.

It was a rather unsuccessful attack.

That woman is too outrageous. She is a kindergarten teacher in the open, but she is quite strong in combat and physical strength. She just jumped from the second floor with one hand through the window.

As if filming an action scene, this woman grabbed a baseball bat from the wall and accomplished the feat of besieging a group of speedsters by herself.

They returned home without feathers, and had to pay out points to cancel the attack on the kindergarten.

At that time, Kong Xuyang was already on the field, but fortunately, he prepared plan b for them in advance—that is, to attack Bailiu.

They turned their heads to surround Bai Liu who was off work, but this woman was too sharp.

She noticed that they were going to turn around and attack someone, so she drove an electric bicycle to follow them, and drove to stop them.

The electric car abruptly gave her the feeling of being driven out of a racing motorcycle, mainly because she held up a baseball bat in front of her alone, and no one dared to run in front of her desperately

But they had ambushed people directly on Bailiu's side earlier, so no matter how fast they ran here, they still succeeded in that side.

When Bai Liu picked up a bag of oranges to get off work and walked to the corner of a dark alley with few people, the people they had already ambushed somewhere rushed over directly from behind Bai Liu.

More than a dozen cars, each with a weight of several hundred kilograms, drove Bai Liu into a puddle of meat mud whenever one drove past.

When the car over there started to rush over there, the one they drove past and the woman were still more than ten meters away from Bailiu. Whether it was a reminder, rescue or reinforcement, the distance was within time. Yes, things are over.

But that woman is as tough as hell.

In order to protect Bai Liu, she didn't stop at all, and drove the battery car at full speed and rushed over, sideways in front of Bai Liu, collided with the motorcycle behind Bai Liu, and was knocked out.