Infinite weird games

In the Temple of Joy, the ear chamber on the right has been sealed by a rotting old man and a field of maggots. On the left is a coffin, and in the innermost part is a statue. The space for players to move is only about twenty square meters.

Two statues, a man and a woman, laughed "hee hee" and shook their heads, blocking both ends of the corridor and outflanking the player from two directions.

Qisi leaned against the coffin as if he were boneless, and hid his right hand behind his back to pick out the nails at the corners of the coffin. The nails that were not tightened very firmly in the first place became even more loose.

The bride seemed to be aware of his movement, turned around and rushed towards him. In a few seconds, she crossed the candlestick and raised her stiff arms to catch him.

A ghastly chill hit his face, and the smell of decay lingered at the tip of his nose. Qisi sided to avoid the blue-black claws, and the hand clasped on the corner of the coffin still firmly grasped the nails.

He finally found the right angle and turned his wrist.

With a "click", the coffin nail came out of the nail hole, and the nail tip collided with the bronze coffin lid, making a crisp sound.

As if some seal had been released, the coffin body, which had been warmed by body temperature and thin sweat from the back, suddenly burst out with ice-like cold air, stinging the bones.

Qisi's hand was still pressed against the gap in the coffin lid, touching the cold and sticky liquid.

Threads of blood slowly overflowed from the cracks in the coffin, just like the photos I saw in the phone album on the first day.

"Woooooooooo...help me..."

"Please... let me out..."

Ai Ai's cries resonated and echoed from all directions, one after another.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

There were banging sounds again and again in the coffin, and it was shaking violently from top to bottom, as if something inside was about to break through the restraints and crawl out.

Shang Qingbei was startled by the movement. The hand holding the paper and pen shook and he wrote the word "Xu" into a different-looking "狳".

The groom was already in front of him, his strange smiling face was getting closer and closer, and his arms were dancing and stretched out.

Shang Qingbei had to stop writing, holding a bunch of things in his arms and ducking to the left ear room, almost hitting the bride who was confronting Qisi.

He cursed lowly, changed the direction and passed by, retreating behind a coffin, and then heard the sound of hitting the coffin board getting louder and louder.

Shang Qingbei: "..."

Thinking of the sneaky way Qisi leaned on the coffin before, he gritted his teeth: "Qi Wen, what on earth did you do?"

Qisi grasped the nail tightly, turned over and jumped to the side of a nearby coffin. Fortunately, the abnormality did not spread among the coffins. Except for the previous coffin, the other coffins were lying quietly and extremely well-behaved.

Hearing Shang Qingbei's angry shouts, he raised the coffin nail in his hand and shook it at Shang Qingbei, slightly bending the corners of his lips.

Shang Qingbei caught a glimpse of the nail holes in the corners of the coffin and understood the whole story almost immediately. He swore a curse word and wanted to strangle Qisi to death.

Mental illness, right? Two ghosts are not enough, we need to release more, right?

The sound of "dong dong dong" is endless, going back and forth with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

The bride missed the attack, staggered due to inertia, and fell to the ground. After a few seconds of delay, it turned over and stood upright, steadied itself precariously, and raised its hand to strike at Qiss again.

Zeiss held the coffin nails in front of him and met the bride's paws. The moment the tip of the nail touched the palm of her hand, the bride let out a scream of pain, and wisps of black smoke escaped from her palm, as if it was burned by flames.

[Soul-suppressing coffin: There are soul-suppressing nails on the four corners, which can ward off evil spirits and suppress ghosts. 】

The description of the entry was vivid in his mind, and Qisi knew that he had made the right bet. The Soul-Suppressing Nail really had a restraining effect on the weird.

From this point of view, it should not be the supreme rule that directly attacked him, otherwise it would not have given him a chance to counterattack.

In order to maintain stability and protect group interests, the more vested interests are, the more carefully they must maintain established rules, because individual interests are already closely linked to group interests.

Zeiss believed that as long as the rules did not end him personally, he would have a way out; even if there was a being who maliciously wanted to kill him, he would still have to be bound by the rules.

After being injured by the soul-suppressing nail, the bride took a few steps back in a daze, and then looked at Qiss with fearful eyes.

It quickly realized that it had nothing to do with the young man in front of it, so it turned 45 degrees to the right and locked onto Shang Qingbei, who had just found a place without interference and took out a pen and paper to write.

The groom just missed his attack on Shang Qingbei, but now he slowly followed behind the bride and leaned closer.

Shang Qingbei had to interrupt his writing again, ducked through the gap between the coffins, and ran in the other direction.

He has noticed that the two ghosts are not very fast. As long as he changes positions frequently, he will not be attacked.

The sudden death point must have a time limit, you just need to hold on until the crisis is over...

Shang Qingbei thought about it piecemeal, panting as he walked around the still shaking coffin. When he looked up, he saw Qis sitting on the coffin in the corner, calmly playing with the nails in his hand.

Wait... nails? Soul-calming nail? An idea suddenly flashed in Shang Qingbei's mind, and he later understood the reason why Qi Si pulled out the nails from the coffin.

At that moment, he hid behind Qiss and quickly pulled out a nail from the coffin where Qiss was sitting. He held it in his hand like a charm and held it in front of him.

The next second, there were cries and banging sounds in the coffin that had lost a new nail.

Two sound sources were squeezed into the small space, and the excitement was a bit too much for a while. Shang Qingbei stared at the statues of the bride and groom, silently counting the seconds, and saw them stopping one meter away, hesitating in circles, but not moving forward, knowing that the point of death had passed.

With the soul-suppressing nail in hand, the two ghosts did not dare to approach. Although two coffins were missing a nail each, the bodies inside could not escape except for making louder noises.

The situation seems to have reached a delicate balance. Neither the players nor the ghosts can do anything to the other. All that needs to be overcome next is the illusory fear.

Du Xiaoyu was so frightened that his legs were weak from the very beginning. Now he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, lying unconscious in front of the statue.

And the red-clothed statue came down from the shrine at some point and stood one step away from Du Xiaoyu, maintaining a posture with slightly lowered eyes, as if pity and jest.

The banging sound of "dong dong" was endless, and the statues of the groom and the bride were anxiously wandering nearby, exuding a palpable corpse smell.

It turned out that the shells of the two statues contained not soil embryos, but corpses that had turned green. The skin of the corpse has been treated with a special technique, giving it the smooth texture of plastic sheeting; clay and glazed grass are brushed on the surface of the corpse, falling like dead skin as the corpse moves.

Out of sight and out of mind, Qisi lowered his head to the soundtrack of the coffin board's "dong dong".

The paper money in his pocket fell to the ground while he was dealing with the statue. He stared at the white ring for a while and asked coldly: "Shang Qingbei, the one in your dream last night had my face. Ghost, did you take paper money?"

Shang Qingbei didn't know why, so he answered truthfully: "Yes, at that time I advised you to wait until daytime to explore. You said that danger and opportunity coexist, so you must take me out."

Zeiss narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that in his "dream" last night, after he and "Li Yao" walked out of the door one after another, paper money was thrown into the air.

"Li Yao" was the first to grab a handful of paper money and put it into his pocket. When he saw that his toolman teammates had done what they wanted to do, he was too lazy to move any more. After all, the cold weather in the dream was extremely biting, and he didn't want to take his hands out of his trouser pockets at all.

After waking up from the dream, he had paper money in his pocket. Naturally, it couldn't have been given to him by the ghost incarnate as "Li Yao", so there was only one possibility left...

Qisi smiled: "Xiao Qing, maybe the 'ghost' in your dream is indeed me, or in other words, it was me part of the time."

Shang Qingbei almost blurted out, "You really have a problem," but he still listened quietly to Qisi's words.

"In the beginning, only the two of us woke up from the dream. We went out to explore together, hoping to find clues to the world view of this copy. And after we went out, to be precise, it was at a certain point after I stuffed the paper money into my pocket. , we were pulled into the nightmare without even realizing it.”

After stating the facts, Ziss spoke in a longer voice: "Tell me, why does the dungeon go to such trouble to create a serial dream that involves all the players?"

"If it's just to confuse our judgment, we can continue the plot of the two of us going out to explore together, and then give a bunch of messy images. This will not only have a disturbing effect, but also won't let me notice that something is wrong because of the paper money issue. "

"Does this mean that it is necessary to separate the two of us in the dream? Why did the copy separate us? Does it want us to experience different plots separately, or does it simply want one of us to do something?"

Qis suddenly thought that if there really was a being who wanted to attack him, the most convenient way would be to incite the players.

Cultivate the fear and suspicion of players, and incite a certain player to take the lead in attacking his companions. According to the "Gunner Game" theory, as the leader, he must bear the brunt.

This seems to explain why there have been no casualties in the dungeon so far——

Of course it's because a certain existence wants to reserve enough power to deal with him.

This may sound a little pretentious, but even if there is only a 1% probability, it will be 100% unfortunate when it actually happens.

What's more, there is more than one god in the strange game; in the game of gods, he is naturally hostile to beings outside of the contract.

Qi can help him deal with the "puppet master", so what reason does he have to believe that other evil gods will not end up dealing with him?

Qisi looked into Shang Qingbei's eyes with a half-smiling expression: "I've always wanted to ask you, how did you wake up from a dream within a dream?"

"Didn't I tell you before? I suddenly woke up after a fall. Do you suspect that I have hidden clues?" Shang Qingbei spoke very quickly, "If there is really something that someone wants me to do, I can't think of it. If you discover me, I can continue the plot of you and I going out to explore in your dream..."

Qiss asked with great interest: "How can you be sure that what I suspect is 'what does a certain existence want to do with you' rather than 'the copy wants us to experience different plots'?"

Shang Qingbei realized that he had been tricked and retorted quickly: "Your context clearly indicates that you suspect that I have contact with the NPC. If you want to know anything, you can just say it directly. There is no need to set up such a rubbish trap."

Zeiss said "Oh" feebly: "I do suspect that some of us have contact with a certain existence in the copy. The construction of the serial dream is to create a mystery and create the illusion that what happened last night is just a necessary plot."

"If there are only two of us dreaming about each other, then the problem is obviously one of us; and if five people happen to form a circle, and the content of the dreams is very different, then the scope of suspicion will expand. Everyone has it. There may be problems, which means that everyone is fine.”

He slowed down his speaking speed and asked word by word: "The illusion is to conceal the truth, so what can the truth be?"

Outside the temple gate, a crisp sound of bells rang out from far to near.

Shang Qingbei pursed his lips, raised his ears, and paid careful attention to what was going on outside.

Chiss also held his breath and kept silent.

He noticed that after the bell rang, the statues of the bride and groom turned awkwardly and moved towards the shrine.

They did not move slowly, and soon arrived at the body of Du Xiaoyu, but they did not stop for a second, but went straight back to the lower part of the shrine, where they returned to their respective positions, motionless.

Thanks to Jian X for the reward of 585 points! Thanks to Guazhou Ronin Quefeng for the 500-point reward!