I Became a God in a Horror Game: 431, Evil God Festival Boat House

Bai Liu was taken to a townhouse by the sea by the attendant.

This building has only one floor, very low, but very wide, with a wooden and thatched spire structure on the outside, sunny dolls and wind chimes hanging under the eaves, and a wooden frame and stone pads at the bottom to separate it from the ground. The open compartment is hollowed out. When you lower your head to look at the dark one, you can feel the dampness blowing on your face, as if something weird will crawl out from below at any time.

The stone pads are covered with moss, and the wooden frame is also black and decayed. The moment Bailiu walked in, the floor shook, which was obviously extremely old.

Walking into the house, there is a whole row of rooms built like the hot spring hotel that Bailiu has seen in reality, separated by compartment doors made of pine wood and shoji paper, and the right corner of each room They are all inlaid with a niche for placing a wooden sign, and inside it is placed a black-lacquered pine sign indicating the purpose of the living room, such as [so-and-such living room], or [kitchen], [living room].

Walking in the corridor, Bai Liu could clearly hear the tragic cries and crazy laughter from the room, and the shadow of the person inside could be faintly seen through a layer of paper doors ,They either sat on the ground with disheveled clothes and half untied clothes, or put their heads on the ground and hit hard once and for all, or some laughed and untied a belt from their clothes , tie it into a loose button, put it on his neck‌, praying to himself:

"It's fine if I die, the evil god, choose me as a sacrifice, I think I will die this year."

Soon, four shadows entered the living room to stop these people who were self-harming or committing suicide. The crying and laughter of these people mixed together nervously, and they became weeping and weeping suddenly. It's terrible:

"Aren't I suffering enough! What the evil **** is unwilling to choose me!"

The little attendant led Bai Liu to bow his head and walked quickly in the long corridor. He saw that Bai Liu didn't follow him, but turned his head to the side of the room, so his eyes followed, his face turned pale The laugh became forced:

"Oh yes, I don't know about Bai Liu, right? Now each sacrifice has four people who are in charge of security and management. There was only one person when he was there before, and then he collapsed There are more and more sacrifices, and the town has added a person in charge of sacrifices, making it much more difficult for everyone to flee and seek death."

"The sacrificial children who live here are very... sympathetic." The little attendant said this in an unclear tone, "I have been chosen as the successor of the evil god, and I can no longer be a sacrifice. .”

After finishing speaking, the little attendant lowered his head and continued to walk forward: "Come with me, there is not much time to rest, and they are gone."

Passing through the winding and long corridor, the little attendant finally led Bailiu to a very old room. The wooden hanging sign next to the room read [北原川太], and the little attendant tiptoed to remove the wooden sign , Changed a wooden sign and hung it up again.

Bai Liu ‌The replaced wooden sign became 【Mifune White Six】.

"This is the name plate on the houseboat when I made sacrifices. I keep it all the time, and I will use it today." Kitahara Sota opened the door muttering, and the huge humidity in the room rushed in. Come, "This is my room. If you want to rest here, I will replace the room with ‌'s nameplate."

This is a very damp and narrow room. There is a narrow tatami mat in the middle of the floor, and a set of old bedding is placed on the tatami mat. There were dirty oil stains on the bottom of the plate, which should be wooden mats for eating. The tatami mat was facing a small mahogany desk about 40 to 50 centimeters high.

On the wall next to the desk, there is an embossed style, colorful sea wave map, in the center of the waves is a shrine-style ship floating, and the ship's mast is hung with the flag Because the flag was shaken by the sea breeze, it was only half covered, but Bai Liu could still recognize it as an inverse cross flag at a glance.

Kota Kitahara is still rambling: "If you want to occupy a Japanese-style room here to rest, you must hang a wooden sign with your name on the outside, otherwise the supervisor here will take it as your name outside the houseboat later. If you are unlucky, and this child happens to be on duty to go to the ascetic room to practice, ‌ will be dragged to the ascetic room to practice..."

As he was talking, he suddenly paused, his gaze fell on the inside of the paper door he pushed open, and his face lost all blood in an instant as if he had encountered something unbelievable. It became pale.

Bai Liu followed Beiyuan Cangtai's line of sight, and found a piece of paper pasted on the inside of the paper door—[Because the sacrifice of Beiyuan Kui's practice of suffering has reached the standard, the practice of bitterness in the Beiyuan clan is handed over today ‌The sacrifice was carried out by Sota Kitahara. 】

"Xiaokui...you have reached the standard in practice." Kitahara Sota reached out and took off the notice informing him to go to the ascetic room to practice. His body trembled so badly that even his voice was shaking. Shaking, "I only went to repair for half a day yesterday, are you going today..."

"Practice in a bitter room." Bai Liu knelt on the ground, looked up at Beiyuan Cangtai, "What is it?"

"Oh yes, when Bai Liu was a sacrifice, there was no ascetic practice." Beiyuan Cangtai also naturally knelt behind Bai Liu, straightened his back, raised his head lightly Gently hooked the tether around Bai Liu's ear with his fingers, his tone was as light as his movement, "After he fled abroad and was caught back then, the houseboat has been reorganized, and it's just a well-organized bitter room. Practiced."

The dark cloth belt tether fluttered to the ground, and Bai Liu's long hair slanted down, hanging down to the waist.

At this time, Bai Liu realized that his hair was not half-long like the outside world, but was tied inward so that it was only half-long.

"It's been five years since I left the houseboat and became a god. The evil **** is responsible for the sacrifice of the gods. The body, hair and skin are the property of the gods. You can't trim your hair at will without knowing it. His hair has already grown so long..." Bei Yuan pointed at Bai Liu's long hair, and muttered to himself suddenly, "It's even longer than a girl like Xiaokui..."

Bai Liu looked sideways at Bei Yuan who was kneeling behind him: "Although Bei Yuan Xiaokui has the same surname as , she is not 's younger sister or elder sister."

"No, Bai Liu has really been away from the boat house for so long that I even forgot where our surnames come from." He combed his hair, "The surnames of our sacrifices have nothing to do with ourselves."

"Move." Kitahara Sota gently held down Bai Liu who was about to turn his head, and carefully combed Bai Liu's hair, "If you comb it sideways, you will be fined when I see you at the Imperial Boat. .”

"I haven't forgotten." Bai Liu looked straight ahead and said in a calm tone, "This surname is the surname of the person who chose our town?"

"My surname is Yufune. I should have been the sacrifice of Yufune at the beginning. Both 陱‌ and Xiaokui have the surname Beiyuan, so it proves that they are both sacrifices of the same surname Beiyuan, and these two surnames Beiyuan ‌should be from the same lineage.”

Beiyuan's combing action stopped at the center, and he paused for a long time before continuing to comb, humming softly.

"However, he is no longer Mifune Hakuroku, he was not successfully sacrificed, and became the successor of the evil god. was removed."

Bei Yuan lowered his eyes, combed the comb along the eyelids to the ground, and spoke lightly and firmly:

"He was chosen by the evil **** master, and there should not be any signs on his body other than the evil **** master. The surname Yufu is not worthy of it."

Beiyuan picked up a tie, hooked it from the left and right temples of Bailiu with his little finger, and hung it loosely by the ear, tied it at the end with the tie, and the last two strands merged into one in the middle of the back of the head, hanging on the Bai Liu's sacrificial attire.

Bai Liu raised his eyes slightly, and turned his head towards Beiyuan, his hair slipped from Bai Liu's cheeks with a tie between them, and curled into a strand on his shoulders.

His eyelashes are slender, and his pupils are pitch black. When he raised his eyes, the painting of the sea waves behind Bei Yuan was reflected in the dark and indoor room. Bai Liu asked softly: "Is it tied?"

Bei Yuan stared blankly at Bai Liu, and suddenly laughed: "That's really good, Bai Liu, no wonder God chose him from our pile of sacrifices to be His successor."

Smiling and laughing, Beiyuan burst into tears as if he couldn't control himself, his eyelashes were covered with tears, his forehead rested on Bai Liu's shoulder to prevent his tears from getting wet on the sacrificial clothes, his body restrained himself and hugged vigorously Touched Bai Liu's shoulder, sobbing:

"...God is really cruel."

"Why do you want the best child among us to live in such pain that you are even deprived of the right to be a sacrifice?"

"There is only one bitter room for us in this world, but there are bitter rooms everywhere in this world."