Infinite spooky game

Chapter 32 Eating meat ([-]) Entering the house

The old woman calls herself "Popo Su". She is the oldest old man in Su's village and can be regarded as highly respected.

While leading the player into the courtyard, she gave a general overview of the village.

Su's village has no village chief or other village officials. All affairs are handled by Su Po and her grandson Ah Xi, and all tourists are contacted by their family.This old woman, who looked like she might fall apart at any moment, was like the head of a village.

After listening to Su Po's introduction, Yang Yundong frowned and asked the question that Qisi had asked before: "Where are the other people in your village?"

Su Po replied with a smile: "They are all resting during the day. When the sun goes down, they climb out to work."

This statement sounds strange, but no one intends to dwell on it.

Zhu Ling looked at Su Po, who was no different from a living person, and seemed to have some idea. A full smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Su Po, your grandson is so cute, but he is a little too thin. The boy should eat more." Meat is the best.”

Intentionally or unintentionally, she brought the topic to "meat", which is what the players care about most.

Su Po's complexion collapsed without warning, and she said in a bad tone, "You can't eat too much meat. If you eat too much, something will happen."

These words directly pointed to the key to the dungeon. Several players couldn't help but ask Zhu Ling: "What will happen if you eat too much meat? Why will it happen?"

Su Po said coldly: "This is a matter in our village, and has nothing to do with you outsiders. You can just stay here for five days and leave."

Zhu Ling quickly tried to smooth things over with an apologetic smile: "We were the ones who were rude, please don't mind."

Just like that, the matter was settled smoothly.

A smile appeared on Su Po's face again. She turned around a little sluggishly and swayed ahead.

The eleven players followed her very consciously and stood in the courtyard.

There were not many furnishings in Su Po's house. A well in the corner of the house was sealed for some reason, and its edges were broken and had been in disuse for a long time.

A huge round table was placed in the middle of the courtyard. Although the food had not yet been served, it certainly added a touch of humanity to this lonely house.

The firewood shed on the west side is piled with twisted firewood, and tools such as hatchets and hoes are placed sideways next to it.

To the north is the main house, with bright upside-down blessing characters on the door. However, because the gray background is too heavy, this bright red color does not add much to the festive feeling, but seems inconsistent.

To the east is a row of side rooms divided into small compartments. The tiles are scattered, the doors are closed, and they are covered with tattered yellow talismans, which makes people think of being haunted for no reason.

Zhu Ling introduced in a low voice: "These are the most common charms used to drive away ghosts and seek peace, but they have lost their effect. They should be clues."

Zhou Yilin sniffled and analyzed in a low voice: "I guess before the villagers became ghosts, the village was... just haunted."

Yang Yundong disagreed and judged: "It is probably the villagers who have something evil in mind."

Su Po seemed oblivious to the exchanges between the players. She pointed to a row of side rooms and said: "There are six rooms in total. Each room can accommodate up to two people. You are acquaintances who came together, so you can discuss it yourself."

It's another step called room allocation, but it's actually the division of interest groups. However, the situation this time is different. There are eleven people in six rooms, and one person is destined to be alone.

Staying alone may be able to avoid being harmed by the same kind, but you also need to bear the dilemma of being isolated and helpless when encountering a death point.

In the early stage of the copy, the risk of the latter is undoubtedly greater.

As soon as Su Po finished speaking, a short-haired woman with a green dragon tattoo on her shoulder walked up to Zhou Yilin in a few steps, pressed her shoulder and said involuntarily, "Little sister, I share a room with you."

Among the 11 people, there are three women and eight men. According to the traditional classification of men and women, there is a high probability that one woman will be alone.The tattooed woman undoubtedly doesn’t want to be the one left alone, so she strikes first.

Zhou Yilin was startled, and just as she was about to say something, she heard Zhu Ling say from the side: "I suggest that an experienced player who enters the dungeon for the third time bring a newcomer, so that if any special situation is triggered, he can respond in time."

The tattooed girl was not to be outdone: "So what if you cleared more times? Who knows if she hugged her thigh and passed..."

Qisi frowned slightly as he listened to the noise of the players.

He tapped his temple to calm down his thoughts, and then silently took a few steps towards the edge.

No one noticed him for the time being, so he simply walked towards Su Po who was standing aside.

The extremely old woman was stretching out her swollen fingers and playing the game of "lifting Niuniu" with the skeletal Ah Xi. When she saw Qisi approaching, she stopped, smiled kindly, and looked at her.

Qisi met her gaze, looked hesitant, and said thoughtfully: "Su Po, you should know that we tourists came all the way from all over the country after hearing the legend of 'sacred meat'."

He paused, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "It's just that this legend has been passed around, and it's getting more and more confusing... Judging from your age, you should have been here since then. Can you tell me about this magical meat?" 'What's going on?"

"'Divine Meat', at that time, we all dreamed of gods..."

Su Po began to tell, with a look of reminiscence on her face. Under her wrinkled eyelids, her cloudy eyes slowly turned, as if she could see the distance through Qisi's shoulder, and then see the bizarre and tortuous years in the past.

"We were hungry at that time and had nothing to eat. We were so hungry that we couldn't sleep at night. But that night, we all fell asleep and had the same dream. We dreamed of a god whose face we couldn't see clearly, and he spoke to us. His body has fallen into our village, and as long as we agree to offer it to him, we can eat his flesh.”

"The next morning we woke up at the same time and went to the place where the gods told us to look. Sure enough, we saw a man's body. It was so beautiful. He was not breathing or moving, as if he was asleep. We know that it is the body of a god, but even if the god takes pity on us and allows us to eat his flesh, we would not dare..."

"We just put him there, but the body started to smell like meat. Where have we ever smelled so good in our life?"

As Su Po spoke, she swallowed and made a sticky sound that was almost like purring. She licked her lips, her eyes filled with greed, as if she was reminiscing about the delicacies she had tasted back then.

Qisi always felt that Su Po's eyes began to linger on him intentionally or unintentionally, conveying the message that he wanted to take a bite and taste it. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

He took a step back, avoided Su Po's gaze, and asked, "Then what?"

"Then, our old village chief took the lead to cut a piece of meat and cooked it for us to eat. The meat was so delicious, it was fairy meat..." Su Po laughed, "Not long after, We discovered that the area where the flesh was cut off from the immortal's body has grown back again, and it cannot be seen that it has been cut at all. No wonder the immortal is willing to let us eat his flesh. No matter how we eat it, he will not be harmed at all."

"All of us survived, and when there was a harvest, we stopped eating the flesh of the gods. We built a temple and enshrined him in it. But we were poor, and the gods told us in our dreams that we could give him food. Outsiders also come to our village, eat His flesh, and pay us..."

Qisi always felt a little unhappy while listening to Su Po's story, but he didn't know why.Without relevant clues, he did not intend to raise questions with preset answers.

He raised his eyelids and stared into Su Po's eyes, and asked abruptly: "Where is your old village chief?"

He remembered that Su Po had said before that there was no village chief in Su's village.However, the character of "old village chief" appears in the narrative, which is obviously problematic.

Su Po said: "The village chief, he left with the gods and became a god."

Qisi thought about it and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What exactly is going on? Can you tell me?"

"To be a god is to be a god, so what's the matter?" Su Po muttered, with obvious impatience in her tone.

Can't ask any more questions.

Qisi knew what he needed to know, so he said goodbye with a smile and retreated into the crowd.

At this moment, the players have already assigned the room, and the tattooed girl was defeated in the battle with Zhu Ling, so she could only yell, "How can there be so much attention in the weird game", pulling a skinny pole by force. Men team up.

Qi Si, who was absent for a short time, was naturally the one who was alone, and was assigned to the room closest to the main house.

He didn't care about this, or in other words, after entering the dungeon, he intentionally marginalized himself, just expecting such a result.

The others said nothing, but Zhu Ling came over with a worried look on her face: "Chang Xu, if you encounter any danger, just shout out. I live next door to you, and I will definitely arrive in time if I hear it."

She acted worried, as if she really cared about her unexpected companion.

Qisi didn't bother to tell whether she was sincere or fake. He just smiled politely and thanked her. His voice was not eager and conveyed a touch of alienation.

Zhu Ling realized his self-isolating attitude and raised her eyebrows with regret, but she didn't pay too much attention.

She turned back to Zhou Yilin and warned her carefully.

Su Po did not distribute the keys, and the door to the wing was naturally unlocked, just ajar.

Qisi opened the door and saw a wooden bed about 1.5 meters wide, covered with a particularly rustic printed bedding.

Beside the bed is a rectangular wooden table. On the table is a crudely made travel brochure. It is clearly a piece of cardboard folded in half with a few lines written on it.

The dust on the table was too thick, and Qiss didn't want to get started directly.

He walked over, glanced down at the open travel brochure, and on the title page was an obscure poem.

[There is no food in the granaries, how can we comfort the hungry? 】

【Every hundred li eats soil, and wood and stone perish through the belly and die. 】

(End of this chapter)