Go live!I don't choose simulation

Chapter 6 Charming Corpse Banshee
The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The faint moonlight sprinkled from the sky over the gloomy basin, together with the unfinished dead bones, several rows of dilapidated wooden houses, and a stone palace that flickered in the flames.

The atmosphere here is eerie.

Huhu~
I don't know when a gust of demonic wind appeared and began to hover over the basin, and the dark clouds covered the dim and incomplete moon.

boom!
A muffled sound resounded from the stone hall, the last light in the basin was extinguished, and darkness fell silently.

Acrid black smoke billowed from the stone hall and enveloped the entire mass burial basin.

Gently opened the door of the room, took off the wet underwear to cover his mouth and nose, Jiang Fan shrank behind the door and took advantage of the gap to observe the outside situation.

But it was too dark.

I couldn't see anything clearly, and the ubiquitous thick smoke made it difficult to open my eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough~"

"what!!!"

The screams and violent coughing of the tall Demon Sect monk suddenly sounded, hovering in the basin, adding panic to the weird atmosphere.

"what are you doing?"

Immediately afterwards, the short Mozong monk's questioning echoed in the night: "You shouldn't overturn the stove, right? Taking care of the stove is something that the sect has specially instructed. Why do you want to die and bring me with you!"

However, the sound quickly disappeared, as if swallowed by smoke.In the dark and cold environment, Jiang Fan's heart was pounding, and he couldn't see or hear anything.

Only the smoke became thicker, and suppressed coughing sounds rose and fell in the basin. Obviously, the strange phenomenon made others dare not go out.

Dilapidated house.

At least it can bring some psychological comfort.

Goooooooo~
At this time, the sound of liquid churning appeared in the silent mass burial basin.

Dark red magma flowed out of the stone temple, tumbling and making a sound, and half-solidified into a road emitting dim fire.

Gollum.

The magma is still flowing.

tata~
The crisp sound of footsteps changed from far to near, spreading from the stone hall to the entire basin, and the pungent black smoke became more and more dense, converging at the exit of the stone hall, making it look like the gate of hell.

Huhu~
At this time, a gust of evil wind blew past, dissipating a lot of the smoke at the entrance of the stone hall. With the help of the dark red light of the magma, he desperately suppressed the urge to cough.

Think again to see more clearly.

Huhu~
The evil wind blew again, and the choking smoke gathered at the entrance of the stone temple again.

However, although he didn't see the specific appearance of the Corpse Banshee clearly, he borrowed the dark red flame of the magma.

Resisting the urge to cough, Jiang Fan opened his tears-filled eyes and saw the short Mozong monk enter a room.

After staying here for three days, Jiang Fan knew this room, which was specially used to store corpse puppets.

Did not run successfully.

It seems that this strange thick smoke is more terrifying than imagined. You must know that the short man is a Lunhai cultivator who gathers five cyclones. According to him, he is considered a strong man in this realm.

It was easy to kill the resentful soul monsters. As for why he told Jiang Fan these things, it was just to show off the fight against whimsical little beggars.

"It's so cold."

Suddenly Jiang Fan felt cold all over his body. This kind of coldness was more exaggerated than being naked in the snow. It was a kind of coldness acting on the soul, which almost made him cough uncontrollably.

"Cough cough~"

"Cough cough~"

"Cough cough~"

However, the sudden coldness made other people who had been holding back and didn't have wet clothes to cover their mouths and noses couldn't hold back their violent coughing anymore.

"Cough, cough, cough!" A violent cough that was obviously different from others sounded from the room on the left front, followed by a shrill scream that was so sharp and piercing that it was frightening.

"what!!!"

Fear permeated the basin, and driven by instinct, everyone covered their mouths desperately, not daring to let themselves cough out loud.

The people who can come here to dig the soil don't have the cultivation talent, but their physique is different from ordinary people, and they have indescribable intuition, especially when the resentment enters the body.

Facing terror makes this intuition stronger and more accurate, and the instinct of the body tends to avoid a possibility of death.

dong dong dong~
The heart of the depressed basin was beating, making an uncontrollable thumping sound like a drum.

three seconds.

ten seconds.

Thirty seconds had passed, and Jiang Fan covered his mouth and nose so uncomfortable that tears flowed down his face, and his throat kept wriggling, wanting to cough.

He desperately suppressed the three rules of death of the corpse-succubus banshee, he was only immune to the bloody clothes, and couldn't help coughing, God knows what would happen.

have to say.

Anyone who can come here to dig the soil can bear it. Such uncomfortable smoke is shrouded, and no one has coughed until now.

Nobody keeps dying.

It also strengthened the confidence of the diggers.

Goooooooo~
At this time, the magma that had been flowing had spread not far from Jiang Fan's house.

dong dong~
Suddenly there was a rhythmic and extremely light knock on the door directly in front of it, pressing down on the basin, and the sound of the beating heart.

Click.

The tattered wooden door was pushed open, and the sharp rubbing sound echoed in the silent basin. It can be inferred from the dullness of no collision that the door was actively pushed open.

"Let's go... ah!!!"

The fear-filled begging was not finished, but was replaced by desperate, shrill and terrified screams.

Jiang Fan, who was hiding behind the door, saw the familiar blood-stained Tsing Yi through the crack of the door with the help of the firelight. This was the clothes he had thrown into the stove before.

Huhu~
The evil wind raged and the black smoke billowed, and the figure of the succubus banshee disappeared again.

dong dong~
There was another knock on the door.

click~
"Forgive... ah!!!"

When the basin returned to silence and depression, everyone knew that this person was dead.

"If you hide in the smoke and don't cough, the ghost can't kill us, but if you hide in the house, you will definitely die if you get knocked on the door."

"How to choose you can figure it out."

Driven by fear and the desire to survive, someone suppressed coughing and growling. It was obvious that it was too risky to go out alone, and they analyzed the pros and cons in order to attract more people to act together.

Kacha~
Soon there was the ups and downs of opening the door, and no one wanted to sit still.

Huhu~
The hot and red magma was flowing, and Jiang Fan, who was hiding behind, saw a series of dark figures rushing out of the door and running wildly.

Let the smoke begin to billow.

At this time, everyone thought that as long as they ran faster than others, as long as they escaped from the basin, they would have a chance to survive.

There is no need to dig up the soil and turn into a corpse, and there is no need to continue to commit suicide slowly. With this kind of thinking, no one stays in the house except Jiang Fan.

That's right.

The short man also came out of the house cautiously, hid behind a large water tank, and watched the others struggle in vain.

"Why is this happening? I've already stepped out of the smoke." A dark figure appeared as the smoke billowed, and the other party shouted as he watched the hot and red magma collapse.

"No!"

"I do not believe!"

"Why are you back!"

The choking smoke kept billowing, and all the people who ran away just now came back, some screamed and shook their heads and turned around to continue running, some fell limply to the ground, and some couldn't help coughing because of the fright.

"Cough cough!"

However, he did not die this time. Jiang Fan saw a pair of bare feet as white as jade appearing on the hot crimson magma, and soon thick smoke gathered to cover them.

Seeing this scene, the others coughed violently no longer suppressed.

"Cough cough~"

"..."

"Cough cough~"

Hiding behind the door, Jiang Fan was also coughing. He felt like his lungs were about to spit out, and he opened his eyes that were red and weeping from the smoke.

Jiang Fan saw the deepest smoke moving, and came to a certain digger.A cold and hoarse female voice came out from the thick smoke, "Is this dress yours?"

The terrified digger frantically shook his head, "No, I...uhhhh!"

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, the clothes on his body tightened suddenly, and the thick blood light bloomed to illuminate the surrounding area, making everyone's terrified faces clearly visible.

boom!
Wet red clothes floated into the smoke, and the dry, charred corpses of the diggers fell.

"Is this dress yours?" The hoarse and cold voice sounded again, and the second digger nodded frantically.

"its mine!"

"Please forgive me...uhhhhh!"

The bloody light appeared again, and the digger screamed again and again, his clothes were like ferocious fangs, frantically devouring blood and burning his body.

boom!
After five painful seconds of torture, the digger turned into a scorched corpse, slamming heavily on the ground to die.

"Is this dress yours?"

"no!"

"I have no clothes!"

The third digger also wet his clothes to cover his mouth and nose. He just fled and threw away his dry clothes.

"Uh... ah ah ah!"

The screams echoed in the basin again, stimulating everyone's nerves, and finally the third bloody coat flew into the thick smoke.

"Is this dress yours?"

"I'll fight with you... ahhh!!!"

Resistance is futile.

"Is this dress yours?"

silence.

"Uh... ahhh!!!" The blood-colored clothes floated, extremely glaring and bloody, which made people despair and fear.

Silence doesn't work either.

Both answer and silence must die.

Goooooooo~
The red magma flowed again, and under the light of the red fire, Jiang Fan and the short man, who were hiding behind the door and the water tank, saw each other's faces.

dignified.

Terrified and anxious.

"What's the matter with this lowly little beggar? Why is there no fear on his face? Could it be that he has observed the extinction rules of this terrifying ghost?" The short Mozong monk raged in his heart, venting his fear, "Why? Maybe I must be crazy, even I don't know how to circumvent the third rule of death!"

"How could a mere beggar notice the rules of Nirvana!"

When he was frantically denying it, the succubus asked the last person standing: "Is this dress yours?"

Huhu~
The strange evil wind blew away the thick black smoke again, and under the illumination of the hot dark red magma, the terrifying succubus completely revealed a mysterious figure.

Keeping his spirit tense, Jiang Fan, who was looking for where the reward the system said was, was stunned, and almost couldn't hold back his cough.

This is a bit similar to what I imagined, but it has a different taste. The wind blows the hair away, which is scary and terrifying, but without the wind, it is charming and seductive.

Charm.

Banshee.

The succubus is very aptly described.

"No!" Standing among the dead bones of the charred corpse, the digger nodded frantically, then shook his head desperately and stammered, "No, this, this, this, this is mine!"

"Uh... ah ah ah!"

A shrill scream sounded, and the clothes on his body turned into bloody clothes instantly.The short Mozong monk hiding behind the water tank saw a figure rushing out of the room with the help of the flames of the lava.

"Is he crazy?" The short man cursed in his heart and felt that the little beggar was crazy, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Fan's figure, and he couldn't help but look forward to it, because facing the real ghost, the only way to escape is to find the rules.

"This reward is really deceitful. If I can survive this time, I will never be deceived by these coquettish sluts again." Jiang Fan, who jumped up and jumped at the succubus banshee, cursed in his heart, and stretched out his hand in a certain direction .

Ready to claim rewards.

(End of this chapter)