Infinite weird games

It's already one o'clock in the afternoon. Qisi stepped out of the house with his cell phone in hand, and was soaked in the damp chill within a second.

The vast mist curled up from the shadows again, covering the entire street gracefully, casting a white gauze-like filter on the white walls and black tiles far and near, as if in a dream.

Qisi lowered his head and used two fingers to adjust the size and direction of the map on his phone, planned a route, put away his phone, and followed his memory.

Du Xiaoyu and Shang Qingbei followed him, silent all the way.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the houses on both sides are getting farther and farther apart, as if they are flowing from a long and narrow waterway into a lake.

After the road opened up to the extreme, Qiss saw a well in the center of the flat land in front of him.

The edge of the well was piled with black stones. The edges were worn in many places and were in dilapidated condition. There was no bucket next to it, but there was a half-rotted rope wrapped around the wooden frame, with a movable rope loop tied to the end.

The instructions are very clear, just put the rope around the waist and put the person down.

Looking at the uneven thickness of the hemp rope due to decay, Qisi had a vague suspicion that after people got down, the rope would break at some point, leaving people underneath forever.

"Tick, tick..."

The faint sound of water rang in my ears, and it sounded like there was more leakage.

A trembling voice of Ai Ai came from the well: "Help me... help me..."

The surrounding light dimmed several degrees, changing from day to night in an instant.

Qisi saw a woman wearing a red wedding dress sitting by the well, looking haggard.

The woman's long waterfall-like hair covered most of her face, and her face could not be clearly seen. All she could see were the dark eyes leaking out of her hair, and her cold eyes.

"No one can save me? I can't save anyone...no one can save me..."

She muttered, as if she had finally made a decision, she turned around in an instant and jumped down. The remaining red image reflected in the mist like blood, lingering for a long time.

The scene continued, and the townspeople who clearly did not belong to this era rushed over with open arms and started talking earnestly.

"Miss is dead, how can we fix this?"

"It's troublesome. I'm going to commit suicide in a red wedding dress and throw myself into a well. I'm afraid I'm going to be evil!"

The discussion gradually subsided, and a short, fat woman in floral clothes pushed through the crowd and walked to the front.

She was obviously very prestigious, and she calmed the panicked townspeople with just a raise of her hand.

"What are you afraid of? This girl has lost her mind. Old lady, I just don't have this granddaughter! I will build a temple for her someday, make a Feng Shui bureau, and put her under control."

"Someone just happened to be eyeing us, and they want to send someone to investigate. Then we will pretend that it is a custom to worship the gods, and stuff in some money. Are we still afraid of something happening?"

The townspeople responded noisily, and the scene faded in the hustle and bustle of a vegetable market, like a wisp of smoke blown away into mist by the wind.

It was light again. Qisi looked at the time, it was exactly half past one in the afternoon.

"Help me..." the voice from the well sounded tirelessly.

Qisi turned back to look at Du Xiaoyu and Shang Qingbei, and said in a joking tone: "Although I don't know whether these pictures are credible, at least the truth about the Goddess of Joy has been explained. Is this a request for us to give you a sweetener before doing something?"

Shang Qingbei adjusted his glasses: "It seems that the Goddess of Joy did commit suicide, but the reason is different from what Sister-in-law Xu said. She was forced by the people in the town and asked for help to no avail, so she had to choose death."

Du Xiaoyu didn't understand and asked: "Listen to what those people call her, isn't she 'Miss'? Who else can force her to death?"

Distorted desires stretch out their claws like wild beasts, gradually swallowing up family affection and humanity, alienating them into empty shells that can be measured by interests.

Qisi walked towards the well step by step, looking down at the wellhead as deep as his eyes: "There are still some key clues missing, I'm afraid I have to go down the well to find them."

…

In the time and space past Shuangxi Town, Liu Bingding and Li Yao were sitting next to a coffin with the lid lifted, relatively speechless.

The meeting between the two was so simple that it was almost hasty. Liu Bingding followed the funeral procession and found the place where the coffin was parked. He happened to hear Xu Yao's cry for help, so he pried open four coffin nails and helped the person out.

Li Yao's identity at this time is "Miss Xu" and she is located outside Xu's residence. The side mission of "Escape from Xu's residence with "Miss Xu"" is naturally judged as "Completed".

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