Gamers Are Fierce

"what?!"

As soon as he was surprised and surprised, Wan Li Fengdao's body already followed his instincts, stepped forward and ran forward.

In the low rice field behind, there was an inhuman scream of "Wooah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It seemed that there was something huge, and it was hurriedly chasing towards him.

Wanli Fengdao didn't dare to look back at all, he ran as hard as he could.

When the supernatural abilities recede like a tide, the fear of being powerless in the presence of supernatural beings and the possibility of death at any time,

Once again came to my heart.

Run! Run!

The screaming screams from behind are getting closer,

Wanli Fengdao buried his head and ran wildly for a while, completely afraid to look back at the situation, for fear of triggering the death mechanism of "just seeing it will instantly die".

Breathing became quicker, and the upper body wearing only the shirt was blown by the cold wind, and the chill was biting.

At this time, the small mountain village seemed to have just rained, and the fields were very muddy. Every step I stepped on, I felt that my shoes would be firmly absorbed by the mud.

Can no longer run in the fields, it consumes too much energy.

The face of Wanli Sealing Knife was stretched, and the soles of his feet stepped on the concrete piers beside the ridges and ditch. He leapt lightly and jumped onto the road.

This concrete road is relatively narrow, only allowing two cars to pass side by side. There are no protective fences installed on both sides of the road. At intervals on the left side, there is a dim street lamp that attracts mosquitoes.

It's a very ordinary country dirt road, but at any rate, it's much easier to run on it.

Click!

On the road behind him, there was the sound of a wet mop hitting the ground, and the thing chased up again.

If it wasn't for the situation right now, Wanli Fengdao would really want to turn his head angrily and curse, "Me! Are you? Why chase me?"

Of course, just think about it.

He ran wildly, and the road under his feet was in a circular shape, branching at a small bridge in the distance, leading to the village on the left, and mountains on the right, winding serpentine, hidden in the night.

The road to the left of the village is blocked by a long row of trees. Through the shade of the trees, you can faintly see the light of fire there.

Although I can’t see what the things behind it look like,

However, Wanli Fengdao still understands the survival tips in abnormal events, and must run in a crowded direction.

Huh, huh.

The body of Fushen Plain is just a child after all, and running wildly in this deserted night is really exhausting physical strength.

Fortunately, Wanli Fengdao understood some breathing methods, and finally ran to Xiaoqiao before he was physically weak.

The street light on the bridge seems to be broken, and the middle of the bridge is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

Standing in the darkness, Wanli Fengdao heard a loud noise from the road on the left front of the bridge, mixed with dumb and strange drum music.

Then he saw the source of the drum music.

It was a huge team, and at the forefront were four men wearing white priest uniforms, masks, and holding royal coins.

The four priests walked side by side, chanting prayers, and their white uniforms were constantly agitating, growing out tentacles that fell on the ground, like a monster.

Behind it is a singing team,

The members of the singing team wear kimonos, hold pine wood torches, and sing strange and incomprehensible old ballads.

Their faces are not human faces, but rather rigid masks like those used by actors in Noh (traditional Japanese drama).

The golden mud eyes of pupils,

Snake with big mouth

Prajna with twisted face and long horns on his head,

The big boy with a tender face,

The thin and angry Junkuan,

Scarlet orangutan smiling evilly,

The body of each member is changing like their Noh face,

Or getting smaller,

Or become tall and hairy on the body, like a monster,

The singing team moved slowly, and what was guarded by everyone in the middle was a square wooden altar.

The four corners of the altar were hung with copper bells, daggers, swords and other pendants, which were clinked by the wind.

Under the red canopy above the altar, there was quietly placed...a little girl sitting in an upright kneeling position.

The little girl wore a traditional dress called "Bai Wu Gu". The gown, the bottom of the gown, the belt, the cloth socks, the sword, the lace, and the cotton cap were all pure white. She held a folding fan in her right hand and placed it on her left hand. on.

The posture is dignified and elegant, quiet and sacred,

The only thing that is not beautiful is that there is no head under her cotton cap...

Wanli Fengdao stood there blankly, the song team holding the pine torch in front of them seemed to have not noticed him at all, and continued along the road.

It revealed a solemn and sacred, but evil and enchanting aura.

And behind him, the voice that had been crying and screaming suddenly stopped.

Wanli Fengdao looked back subconsciously and found that the owner of the voice was a soft and slender human-shaped object made of rice cakes, with some black lines on the vertical face, in the position of the eyes and mouth.

The thing did not continue to chase Wanli Fengdao, but stood still, sobbing in a low voice, twisting and trembling all over.

Then, it slowly tilted its head back until it reached a twist angle that the soft neck could not bear.

Snapped.

The head of the rice cake man was cut off.

"What's so special..."

Wanli Fengdao took a deep breath, and there was a song squad dedicated to the headless girl who walked in the night with a hundred monsters.

There is a rice cake man who inexplicably broke his head in the back,

He has completely understood the situation...

Fortunately, he does not need to understand.

"Fuck God! God of Fortune! Damn, he passed out! Increase the dose, hurry!"

An unfamiliar Japanese male voice came in my ears,

The drag from the soul strikes again,

Wan Li Fengdao watched as he flew out of the body of the Fushen Plain. The next second, he returned to the black space, sitting on a wooden chair.

Wan Li Fengdao looked down at his hands, then looked at the dumbfounded Xing Heshou and the calm face of Li Ang, and said in a daze, "I...I'm back again?"

"Ok."

Li Ang nodded, staring at the **** screen in front of him, and shouted: "Miss Liu, can you hear me?"

The screen slowly lit up, as if opening his eyes, Liu Wuzao's extremely faint voice echoed in the space, "Yes."

At this moment, Liu Wuzao was sitting cross-legged in an airtight room. On the floor in the middle of the room was a standing candle, emitting a dim light.

Through the light, I can see two women and three men in casual clothes, sitting cross-legged like myself, seeming to be talking.

Peeping carefully, they can find that there are no eyes or noses on their faces, and the parts above their mouths are blurred and indistinct.

"...Then, I announce that the test meeting will now begin."

Facing the ponytail girl sitting with Liu Wuzao with her hands folded, she said: "I hope everyone from the Guaitanshe can speak enthusiastically and tell the horrible strange story as possible. Don't leave any regrets this summer~"

"You are the leader of the group who left regrets, right."

The boy sitting on the left side of Liu Wuzao said feebly: "You should go to places like eerie shrines, cemeteries, ruins, etc. for the courage test.

A man and a woman are holding flashlights and groping in the eerie abandoned hospital~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The boys are pretending to be bold and comforting the girls,

The girl grabbed the boy’s arm because of the sound of dripping water,

So as to wipe out the spark of youthful love,

This is the essence of the ritual to enjoy the coolness!

It’s too boring to take turns telling strange stories in the shared room! "

"Long-winded!"

The petite girl with ponytails, known as the leader, rebuked with a loud voice that did not fit her body shape: "Don't you know that there are many mosquitoes in the summer grass?

Going out for a walk, there will be a lot of red rashes!

Well, seeing you so reluctant, let me start the first one. "

The girl cleared her throat, corrected her sitting posture, and said in a gloomy tone: "My strange name is called "Da, Da."