I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Chapter 122
The copper bell is accompanied by the dark wind, and at the entrance of the cliff, the 'jingling bell' is shaking.

The mountains in the distance, from far to near, are covered with layer after layer of mountain shadows, giving birth to many limbs, swaying with teeth and claws.

The cold moon covers the mountains and forests, the white light is black and green, the roar of wild beasts fluctuates at the bottom of the cliff, the cold wind whizzes past the cave entrance, and the sharp whistle comes from far and near, as if someone is laughing, It's like the whimper of the wind.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Another gust of cold wind blew away the red hijab on his head and floated backwards.

Wan An looked back slightly sideways, only illuminated by the faint light of the fire, all over the cliff cave, full of mahogany coffins.

In front of the cliff cave, a five-meter-high stone statue was built with staring eyes and fierce eyes.

It is wide and roughly carved, with the right hand holding the palm upward, lying on the red hijab that was swept away by Wan'an.

[Ah ah ah——]

[The stone statue has uncovered its head——]

【You bumped into a powerful guy——】

With the gloomy environment, the coffins filling the space, and the stone statue full of fierce eyes, Wan'an can still keep calm even if his back feels cold.

Who knew, the Yiyou system howled louder than ghosts.

"You are the system, what are you crying about?" Wan'an found that since he cleared the Xinshou Village, the Yiyou system has become more and more active.

【I'm howling for you, please be considerate】

"Listen to me, thank you, because of you..." Because of the disruption of Yiyou's system, Wan'an suppressed the goosebumps all over his body, turned over and crawled out of the coffin.

The cliff cave has a large area, and the outermost coffin is the newest, which was brought up this afternoon.

Inside, Wan'an counted 81 coffins.

The closer to the coffin to the stone statue, the thicker the ash accumulated on the coffin lid.

Under the stone statue, two oil lamps are lit, which is the only light in this cliff cave.

Wan An took a deep breath, summoned the silk thread in advance, wrapped it around his fingertips, and then walked towards the coffin on the right.

"Ring-ring--"

"Jingle bell—"

The small brass bells embroidered on the wedding clothes made crisp sounds following Wan An's steps.

Wan An paused in his forward steps, and saw a black shadow passing by his feet and rushing forward.

With the help of the coffin, the black shadow jumped onto the tribute platform and ran towards the lit oil lamp.

A black-haired mouse the size of a grown man's palm stretched out his paws to scoop up the lamp oil inside. The wick flickered on and off, making the stone statue above it half-dark and half-bright, adding to the spookiness.

Click.

Mousepaw scooped up the lamp oil, pressed the wick into the oil, and extinguished one lamp.

It also licks lamp oil more recklessly.

Another light was on, and Wan'an planned to save the other six coffin brides first.

Hua Xiaoyao Banban was lying in the coffin, with her eyes closed tightly, she persisted like this all afternoon.

My father and mother said that as long as you marry the mountain god, you can live a good life, and rely on the villagers in the mountain village, and you will no longer suffer from hunger and cold.

Every year, on the second night after the mountain god's wife went up the mountain, every household will receive gifts from the mountain god.

Lying in the coffin until late at night, only the roar of wild animals in the forest can be heard, and the silence in the mountain temple is terrifying.

Not long ago, she heard the sound of the coffin being opened.

Could it be that the mountain god came to pick up the mountain god's wife?
Hua Xiaoyao was a little scared, so she heard a jingle bell approaching her, and finally stopped beside her coffin.

This time, the mountain god came to pick her up, right?

Hua Xiaoyao closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling nervously and fearfully.

She doesn't know what the mountain god looks like, but she must be extremely handsome to provide them with food.

The heart couldn't help beating violently as the coffin lid was opened.

Hua Xiaoyao smelled a faint fragrance amidst the scent of incense.

The red hijab covering his face was lifted off.

Wan An looked at the girl lying in the coffin with a thin face and yellow skin.

Her tightly closed eyes trembled, obviously she was awake, but she dared not open them because of fear.

Stretching out his fingertips to hook the girl's chin, Wan Anfang softened his voice: "Don't be afraid, get up."

The soft and gentle voice could not help soothing Hua Xiaoyao's fearful heart.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the person in front of her, with just one glance, everything was silent.

I just feel that the stunning woman in front of me is like a god of Tianshan Mountain, looking down at her, full of tenderness, and murmured: "Husband?"

(End of this chapter)