Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 87
"Tell me what evening it is, tell me where this place is."

When Quan Heng opened his eyes, he was sitting in the crowd, listening to the Kunqu opera singing, almost crying, with sadness and sadness in his sobs, wonderful rhythm, and easy to understand lyrics.

Sitting down on the mahogany grand teacher's chair, with a warm teacup in hand, Quan Heng thought for a moment that he was really listening to music in a theater.

"It turns out that the blooming of colorful flowers, self-reliance and great achievements, like this, are all given to Kugu Minglang..."

On the stage, the dan roles in bright red costumes are walking gracefully, covering their sleeves and weeping softly.

The stage is covered with festive and gorgeous red silk flowers, the groom is not seen in the hall, and there are paper dolls with red lips and tacky red cheeks in the high hall.

"I'm in a ghost sedan chair, and the lamps and bamboos are raining tonight." The bride's danjiao is like a beauty with a broken soul, and the end of the mourning is still breathless. "What kind of marriage is forced to tie the knot, and the slave's family is buried in this strange place."

The accent was outstanding, causing the fans in the audience to applaud one after another. For those who voted for the prize, the fans sitting behind Quan Heng were all throwing rewards on the stage.

——But the silver rewards are all yellow paper ingots.

Quan Heng paused, turned his gaze calmly, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw human faces made of paper, his eyes were dull, bloody lips parted under the white face of paper, and tacky makeup was on his cheeks.

——Except for Quan Heng, none of the fanciers in this hall has the face of a living person!

[Fuck!I'm blind, and when I came in, I saw this hot-eyed picture! ]
On the channel leading to the underground kingdom, the system camera zoomed out automatically, and rows of densely packed paper figures vividly imitated human movements—the chill permeated the human bones in an instant.

[paper man?paper man!Damn, quit and take a look at the introduction of the program... Quan Heng and Song Jingyun entered together, right?How did you get into a female ghost book in red?Still PK! ]
[Those who know about it, get out of the way!Although I don't know why it's the red-clothed ghost, but the PK matter... Quan Heng and the seventh-floor double chief fight, their chief is the SS sequence, and the deputy is the super S sequence. ]
[wtf? ?The surname Quan is trying to die again?Are you sick, do you really think that you are not bad, you can't die? ?The last time the boss didn't attack her, but this time he drifted away, and also entered a female ghost and SS bar with reduced combat power?vomit! ]
[Speaking in a low voice, I really think Quan Heng is doing quite well, I heard that this time he bet [-] million game coins with the seventh floor. .It's really annoying, just like the clown deliberately exaggerating his actions to gain attention. ]
[No, you are from the underground kingdom, and you are separated from others by species, space and screen, how can you be as stupid as human beings? ?Don't look away!It's so damn popular! ]
[Scream!There's arguing here before the ID cards are drawn!Hurry up and show me the screen! The npc has spoken! ]
"Miss Quan." A voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and I was caught off guard.

Quan Heng turned his gaze and bumped into a face that was very close to him, his vision was blocked by a young man who was so pale that he had no blood on his face.

Quan Heng's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly calmed down: "Tell me something."

"After listening to the play, come back to the courtyard with me first."

The other party backed away with a smile, his thin face was also covered with tacky red paint, "I asked my family to prepare food for you, and I can't let your tourists who come to visit go hungry."

"Okay." Quan Heng's tone was calm.

The painted smile on the young man's face was more obvious, but his voice was obviously weak: "Then Miss Quan and I will come."

Quan Heng got up, and obviously felt that there were several real eyes following her behind him, and all the black eyes of the paper figurines followed her, closely following her out of the theater.

"Ding dong! Please draw the identity card of the inviting party."

Keeper's reminder sounded, and the identity card unfolded in front of his eyes——

The six identity cards slid open in the void with their backs facing her, with exactly the same pattern.

Quan Heng glanced lightly.

"Ding dong! KP reminder: There are one ghost card and five common cards. There is a high probability that both PK and PK will have the same task. The result of the draw is completely random and fair!"

Quan Heng smiled: "I didn't doubt what you meant, explain what?"

“…………”

Keeper's mechanical voice cooled down: "Please use your luck to draw the identity card."

"The third one." Quan Heng raised his eyebrows.

The identity card was flipped open, and the familiar faceless man in a black hood——

"Identity Card: Kidnapping Maniac (Ghost Card)"

Quan Heng: "??"

"Congratulations! Congratulations to player Quan Heng!" KP's mechanical voice couldn't hide his ecstasy, "Congratulations on drawing a wild card with only one-sixth probability of luck!"

Quan Heng: "..."

[Hahahaha, shit, KP's mocking tone can't even stop the mechanical sound hahahaha]
[Also fucking congratulations three times!Damn, I'm so ridiculous! ]
[Quan Heng: Do I want to lose face?Are you still emphasizing luck? ? ]
[A total of three card draws, all three times are ghost cards, Quan Heng, you are a professional villain, right hahahaha]
Quan Heng raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little helpless.

"Miss Quan, are you tired of listening to the music?"

The young man in front turned his head. He was wearing a black gown embroidered with dark patterns. He looked quite like a young master in the Republic of China, the kind who smoked opium.

"A little tired." Quan Heng responded, since he was quite tired anyway.

"Where is this? It's just a danjiao singing."

He half-jokingly said, "Wait until you go back and have a good night's rest. You followed the tour group to see the excitement, and it won't start until tomorrow."

"Ding dong! KP reminder: You have signed a life-and-death bet, and the map has added a time limit: when playing in two dimensions."

It has been automatically converted to "Yin Yuan Pei" timing for you——

Remaining: 48 hours and 30 minutes
Quan Heng's pupils moved slightly: "Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow is an auspicious day."

The young man smiled, "Although this small town is not richer than the city, getting married is more important than the city - a good day only happens once a year, and there are seven or eight brides waiting to get married in the town. in advance?"

Seven or eight?
Quan Heng walked with him on the road, and saw red wedding sedan chairs parked at the door of several houses on the street.

"I followed you out," Quan Heng said softly, "Where are the rest of the tour group?"

"Miss Quan is really tired." The young man smiled, "Let me take you out to listen to a song from Shangdanjiao in the town. The other two are in my house, and there is another team that will come tonight. "

He paused and turned his head: "It's just ahead, if Miss Quan is hungry, let's hurry up."

The young man walked quickly as he spoke, and there were two red doors at the corner, which seemed to have just been painted, and under the dark sky with the red glow of the setting sun, they seemed to be grinning like bloody mouths.

——It seems that as long as you enter this courtyard, people will be eaten and you will not be able to get out.

Quan Heng looked up and saw that there was a plaque hanging on the door, inscribed with eight upright and awe-inspiring characters——

"Marriage is on the line, and the Mu family is kind"

"Let's go, Miss Quan," the man's smile twisted upwards, staring straight at Quan Heng, "come in with me."

(End of this chapter)