Use your skills to become a god in the infinite game

Chapter 57 Qingshi Town (13)

"Calculating the time, we should be at the bottom of the mountain and can see the roads in the town." Fang Yuan looked at the damp trees and weeds around them and the gloomy sky above them.

He didn't see any difference in the road, but just now, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

They had walked for a long time, more than the time required for this journey. Going down the mountain was faster than going up the mountain, but they were still on the mountain.

Wang Yue held something like a compass towards the front, "The pointer is spinning around and can't stop."

"Is it a tool for detecting spirits?" Jiang Qi asked calmly.

"Yes." Wang Yue explained, "There is no problem in the place chosen by such a large family, so the current situation can only show that the resentment gathered here is extremely heavy, and the spirits are everywhere."

"What? Walking all over the place?" Fang Yuan's hair stood up when he heard this, "They are so arrogant in broad daylight."

"It was noon when we came down. What goes up must come down. It's the time of day when the yin is at its heaviest, and it's this kind of weather and place." Jiang Qi looked at the paper money on the ground.

"Have you ever heard of a ghost covering your eyes? Wandering around in one place and not being able to get out is the milder one. The other kind is that if you keep going like this, you won't be able to go anywhere."

The white mist in the mountain forest persists, shrouding the road in front of and behind them. As soon as people walk across the road, it will quickly disappear in the mist. Now they can't even see the road behind them.

"There seems to be a sound." Fang Yuan suddenly widened his eyes and pointed behind the tree in the three o'clock direction, "There is someone there!"

Jiang Qi turned his head and saw a shadow flashing past in the white mist, but he couldn't see what it was exactly.

He moved his eyes and searched twice, and finally saw half of a paper face smeared with bright red rouge sticking out from behind the tree trunk at 10 o'clock. Its expression seemed to be peeking at them.

Jiang Qi suddenly realized that he didn't seem to hear other people's voices, and it was unusually quiet around him.

She turned around suddenly, and there was only a white mist in front of her eyes, and the other three people just disappeared without a sound.

Previously, the fog in the mountains was very thin, but it felt a bit eerie. As they went down, the fog became thicker and thicker. Until just now, the paper man appeared, and the thick fog that blocked their sight suddenly isolated them.

In the wilderness, there are fog and graves everywhere, and it is really scary to be alone.

Fortunately, there are no cliffs near Qingshi Town, so we can only go around in circles on the mountain.

Jiang Qi took two steps forward along the road, took out the firecrackers and matches he had taken yesterday from the goods rack, and smiled gently at the place where the paper man appeared just now.

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at the same time.

Fang Yuan looked at the diffuse white fog and shouted a few words of Jiang Qi's name. No one responded to him, except for his own distorted echo.

The more he shouted, the more terrifying the atmosphere became.

He tremblingly took the ax given by the carpenter in his hand and carefully explored the path forward.

Those things just hid the original path so that he could not see it, but the real ones would not disappear and could definitely be found.

He has a weapon in his hand to defeat all monsters and monsters. He must be calm, calm, and rush forward regardless of anything!

After walking for a while, Fang Yuan caught a glimpse of something following him from the corner of his eye. He turned his eyes cautiously and saw a pair of unusually red shoes in the mud, like embroidered shoes stained red by blood.

And behind his invisible right shoulder, a small hand slowly touched it, neither light nor heavy, just enough to make him feel the cold weight.

If he doesn't do something, he will have to carry this thing on his back.

Cold sweat fell from Fang Yuan's forehead, and he was frightened to the extreme and felt the courage to break through.

"Your uncle, kill me if you can." Fang Yuan said viciously, swinging the ax backward. After the sound of the wind passed, the surroundings became quiet, and the weight on his body was gone.
But there was a voice behind him that sounded like an old-fashioned radio that was about to run out of power, calling his name with a sinister smile. "Fang——Yuan——"

"Fang Yuan——"

Fang Yuan tightened his grip on the ax and quickened his pace. The voice behind him got closer step by step. Finally, there were sharp screams from all directions.

They were afraid of the ax in his hand, so they wanted to scare him in this way and make him collapse so they could take advantage of it.

Fang Yuan suddenly stopped and stared at the thin figure under the tree in front with wide eyes. It was the 'person' he saw through the telescope that night.

The body was stooped, the face was swollen, and the black mouth was smiling and leaking dirty water.

It’s a ghost going forward, it’s a ghost going forward too
He didn't know who was more aggressive, so he had to choose one.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, stepped on the paper money on the ground and rushed forward. The skinny kid stretched out his white palms to grab his feet, and the one behind him who called his name was also approaching.

If he couldn't get rid of the skinny kid before the one behind him caught him, he would definitely die here today. Fang Yuan swallowed hard, raised his ax, and a strong desire to survive burst out.

Just when he raised his ax and chopped down, and the skinny kid disappeared and moved to the other side, a burst of crackling firecrackers sounded in the mountain.

The skinny kid disappeared, and the urging call behind him disappeared.

It is impossible for ghosts to set off firecrackers. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that firecrackers can ward off evil spirits.

Fang Yuan carefully identified the direction of the sound of firecrackers, picked up the ax and ran decisively into the dense grass with no path, not even stopping to get bloody marks from the thorny branches.

There are many potholes on the mountain. Some of the weeds are taller than people. It is difficult to see the road. It is also very slippery. If you are not careful, you will fall into the potholes.

He had a strong feeling in his heart that if he didn't go out quickly, he would definitely suffer.

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He stepped on the edge covered with weeds, but the sound he made was not right, like stepping on a can.

Fang Yuan bent down and dug open the weeds, and found a half-broken black clay pot and the human bones inside.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Fang Yuan pulled a few weeds to cover the gap, then ran away, not daring to look back all the way.

After finally walking out, he saw Jiang Qi standing on top of the scraps of paper blown up by the firecrackers, with thunder in his palms. He asked him with a smile, "What did I do before?"

"Ah???" Fang Yuan was stunned, "Sister Qi, why are you asking this suddenly?"

Jiang Qi slowly raised his eyes and said quietly, "Answer, or I will take action."

"Inspection team! It's an inspection team!" Fang Yuan reacted quickly.

What they say after entering the game may not be heard by those invisible things, but the identity of the previous copy is definitely unknown to these ghosts from a hundred years ago.

Jiang Qi put down her hand, and Fang Yuan walked in and saw a black paper figure struck by lightning lying at her feet.

The road in the town could be seen in front of them, but it was not their place on the mountain. They were blinded by the ghost and walked around the mountain for a long time before coming down the other side.

"Sister Qi, when did you get the firecrackers?" Fang Yuan asked.

"On the first day I entered the dungeon, during the wake at night, firecrackers were placed in a pile, and the people from Guixie's house got the matches."

(End of this chapter)