Infinite weird games

When Du Xiaoyu and Shang Qingbei returned to Xi'er's house, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Du Xiaoyu opened the door and saw a woman in a red wedding dress sitting on Li Yao's bed in the room, sobbing softly.

Seeing someone coming back, the woman cried and said: "Liu Bingding is dead... It's my fault. He was caught by those paper figures to save me..."

Shang Qingbei always felt that something was not right.

In my memory, Li Yao was calm most of the time, so how could she cry?

He maintained a calm attitude and said: "Xu Yao, calm down first and tell us what happened."

Shang Qingbei himself didn't know why he called him "Xu Yao".

However, recalling it carefully, it seems that this teammate is indeed called "Xu Yao". He must have been confused just now and misremembered.

"Yes, Xu Yao, we have been looking for you for a long time, but we can't find you anywhere." Du Xiaoyu helped, "Brother Qi even went down the well just to find trouble."

Xu Yao lowered her head and said: "Liu Bingding and I were sent to Shuangxi Town a hundred years ago. We met many paper figures... They said that I was 'Miss Xu' and Liu Bingding was the county magistrate, and they wanted to catch us... We We ran to the mourning hall together, Liu Bingding stuffed me into the coffin at the last moment, but he..."

She didn't say any more, the ending was self-evident. Liu Bingding did not come back, only she sat here and survived.

"My condolences." Shang Qingbei comforted him without feeling too much sadness.

It was just a chance encounter, and he didn't have much fondness for that man who was quite humane and sophisticated. Under the "guaranteed death toll" mechanism, there can be no true unity and friendship.

Du Xiaoyu asked: "You entered the coffin, what happened next? How did you come back?"

Xu Yao said hesitantly: "The coffin may be a passage. I fell asleep, opened my eyes again and was sitting here..."

She started crying again, and Du Xiaoyu scratched her ears and cheeks beside her, not knowing how to comfort her.

Shang Qingbei waited impatiently for a while, then interrupted: "You triggered the side mission, you should have obtained clues."

"Yes." Xu Yao wiped her tears and said in a slightly accusatory tone, "We have seen what happened to the Goddess of Joy. She was forced to death by people from Shuangxi Town... After her death, Shuangxi Town also Kill a girl every forty-nine years and suppress her soul with resentment."

"Not only that, anyone who comes to Shuangxi Town to look for someone and knows the secrets of Shuangxi Town will be thrown into the well... The Goddess of Joy said that the bones of a girl named Xu Wen are at the bottom of the well."

At this point, all the clues are connected.

Xu Wen is dead, at the bottom of the well.

Shang Qingbei looked back at the young man in white shirt leaning against the door and questioned: "Qi Wen, didn't you say you didn't see Xu Wen at the bottom of the well?"

"I really didn't see it." The young man's bluish-white face did not change at all. "There are bones at the bottom of the well. I don't know which one is Xu Wen."

Shang Qingbei frowned and was about to say something sarcastic.

The young man walked straight to the bed in the middle, took out a set of white shirts from his backpack, lifted the quilt to cover his whole body, and changed under the quilt.

After changing, he rubbed the wet shirt and threw it under the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt and lay down on the bed, then closed his eyes.

When Du Xiaoyu turned around, he saw that the young man was about to fall asleep, and he couldn't help but said: "What's wrong with you? It's only the afternoon..."

The young man turned over, looking like he was sleeping peacefully and didn't want to talk to anyone.

Shang Qingbei's mouth twitched. He felt that "Qisi" acted strangely and was very weak after he came up from the well. He most likely encountered something underground and was injured.

But why not tell the truth? Is it to hide clues, or to "save face and suffer the consequences"?

Shang Qingbei shook his head, took out the yellow scripture paper with the rules written on it from his arms and handed it to Xu Yao: "We found the rules of this copy."

Xu Yao took the scripture paper and started reading it with some doubts. She seemed to have some difficulty reading it, and she read it very slowly. She didn't finish it in half a day.

Shang Qingbei was unaware and continued: "Tonight we will go out to explore and find a way out of Shuangxi Town; tomorrow morning we will go down the well again and find Xu Wen's bones. I don't know which one is hers, so I will bring them all..."

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"I came to Shuangxi Town to find someone. Unexpectedly, not only was I unable to take her away, but I was also trapped here..."

In the underground world, the sound of wind outside the door gradually died down, and the mournful sound of the suona sounded again. Xu Wen was visibly relieved: "They are gone, let's go to the Temple of Mourning quickly."

As if she was afraid of Qisi's questioning, she added: "There is no coffin coming today, so we can't leave. We can only go to the temple to take shelter first."

Qisi was a little cold due to the wind, so he huddled in the corner and waited. Now he stood up and asked Xu Wen's first sentence: "Who are you here for?"

Xu Wen pushed open the door and looked back at Qisi with complicated eyes: "I came to find my sister, she was missing. They investigated for a long time but couldn't find her, so I came to look for her myself."

Qisi thought of the newspaper clipping he saw in Xi'er's room and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you found it now?"

"Maybe she was found. Maybe I had a dispute with them because I found her... But I can't take her away... I won't remember any more." Xu Wen's voice lowered.

She no longer looked back and walked ahead to lead the way. Qis followed silently. Suddenly, she felt that the plot development was somewhat in line with the routine of a bloody horror movie.

Xu Wen asked someone to get herself involved, so she asked for help from the characters played by four players. The four folklore investigators really showed up at the call and got on the pirate ship together.

Qi Si looked up at the gray sky, and his sense of humor came back inappropriately: "Well, now we are all trapped here, I don't know if we can get help."

Xu Wen didn't respond.

She was silent for a while, and asked faintly: "Do you want to know the secret of Shuangxi Town?"

The two stood on the street, one in front and one behind, with white walls and black tiles covered by fog on both sides, and gray ghosts crowded around them.

Qi Si lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Just say what you want to say."

Xu Wen turned her back to him and spoke softly: "Twenty years ago, Shuangxi Town no longer existed. The whole town disappeared overnight, as if it had never existed. Only a dry well remained in the center of the flat ground."

"Walking on the ruins of the town, you can often see the shadows of houses and people and hear people talking. Therefore, some people say that Shuangxi Town is 'disappeared' and has become a ghost wall."

The two walked a long way unknowingly, and the fog became thicker and thicker. They could not see the houses on both sides.

Suddenly, a large temple appeared in front of them, similar to the Xishen Temple on the ground, both of which were two-entry specifications.

The temple has the same color scheme as ordinary houses, white walls and black tiles, and two white paper lanterns are hung under the eaves, with the word "sorrow" written on them with a black brush.

That is probably the Sorrow Temple.

Qi Si stopped far away and asked, "So, Shuangxi Town is a ghost town?"

"It's hard to say." Xu Wen grabbed Qi Si's wrist and led him forward. "Most people in the town are no different from living people. They have body temperature, are afraid of ghosts, and need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. They should not be ghosts. They are like being trapped at a certain point in time. Their physiological state is fixed, and they are immortal."

Xu Wen's hand was very strong, and Qi Si's wrist was painful. He couldn't get rid of it. It was like a wooden yoke used when escorting prisoners, to handcuff people to their destination.

Qisi guessed that his wrist must have been pinched black and blue, and it was still ugly, like corpse spots.

He stared at Xu Wen's slender white neck and let her pull him forward: "It sounds like they have achieved the immortality that many people expect. But I have been in contact with them, and they don't behave like they have lived for so many years." Xu Wen said: "Because they have no memory of immortality. They are forever trapped in the seven-day cycle, repeating the crimes they committed in their previous lives over and over again, just like NPCs in the game." "NPC?" Qi Si narrowed his eyes at her, "It seems that you know a lot." Xu Wen chuckled, and without warning shook out a piece of broken lens from her sleeve and placed it on Qi Si's neck: "Yes, I know a lot, player." The last word was like a boulder falling into a pool, resounding. As an NPC, Xu Wen knew the existence of the player; her behavior was obviously interfered by some force, so that it deviated from the design of this copy itself... "Did you pray to Him? Or are you not Xu Wen?" Qi Si blinked in surprise. Xu Wen continued to talk to herself: "They dragged passers-by into the town and trapped them to death, without even their souls being freed."

"They clearly no longer belong to the mortal world, but they still continue the customs of weddings and funerals, capturing innocent girls and then cruelly killing them..."

"The bodies of the dead sank to the bottom of the well and turned into ghosts, repeating the cycle over and over again, never freed."

The cries of ghosts gradually rose, mixed with desperate and unwilling cries.

Ghosts rose up in the mist, men, women, old and young, wearing clothes from different eras, obviously all of them were captured by Shuangxi Town.

"I want to end it all." Xu Wen suddenly became serious and spoke word by word.

She held Qi Si and stood in front of the temple of the dead. She didn't know whether it was because of excitement or something else, her hands were shaking a little.

The broken glass scratched Qi Si's neck, leaving a blood mark and dripping blood.

The open temple door was spewing a chill, and Qi Si's skin and flesh were frozen stiff, and for a while he couldn't feel much pain.

He glanced into the temple and saw white candles evenly distributed on both sides of the aisle, and the statue of the god in black clothes and golden eyes in the shrine.

The statue had a strange face, with an indifferent expression, neither happy nor sad. But for a moment, Qi Si felt that he had seen Him somewhere before.

Thousands of people, thousands of faces, no self, all beings, he couldn't tell for a moment whether it was really aroused by the deep memory, or the brain was induced to piece together a false image with countless fragments.

The blood on the neck seeped into the collar and soaked a small piece of fabric. Qi Si's eyes fell on the incense in front of the statue.

There were three incense sticks in the incense burner, which looked like they had just been lit, and only the ends were burned.

Xu Wen put on a pious and solemn expression, with one hand against Qi Si's neck with broken glass, and the other hand pushed him into the temple.

"How do you want to end this?" Qi Si asked.

He moved his eyes and saw that there was also a coffin in the ear chamber on the left side of the Funeral Temple, but there was only one.

The coffin was very different from the one in the Temple of Joy. The dark surface was carved with golden vine patterns, similar to the narrative murals in the temple, but the specific meaning could not be read.

It was more like a curse, a curse between higher beings.

After the gaze stayed for two seconds, the pattern on the coffin began to move, floating out of the surface of the coffin, and turned into a golden shadow that stretched freely in the air.

Qis suddenly felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if those vines were cutting into his soul, tightening his heart, and binding his whole body.

The identity card trembled crazily, and the evil spirit with red eyes on the card seemed to be aware of the approaching danger, waving the tentacles made of mist and struggling violently.

An instinctive fear arises spontaneously, like a drop of rosin wrapping an ant on a tree trunk. A spiritual animal has a premonition of its own death.

Death, inevitable death, is the inevitable outcome that is already doomed and written in destiny...

There is no road ahead, and in the last moment there is only a handful of fine sand in the hourglass...

【warn! God-level creation appears in the copy (data deleted)... Error! Danger! 】

Scarlet writing was distorted on the system interface, and the wrong interface instantly occupied most of the field of vision.

In the messy red, Qisi heard a "bang" and trembled uncontrollably.

The door of the Temple of Death was closed, and the shattered thoughts splashed huge waves in the ocean of thoughts.

Xu Wen dropped the piece of glass in her hand, backed away, and declared calmly: "God promised me that if I kill you, everything will be over."

Qiss wanted to mock the old routine of making a deal with the evil god, but he couldn't laugh for a while.

Physiological fear is difficult to suppress, arousing feelings of coldness and nausea, tingling of blood vessels in the forehead, and difficulty breathing.

The shadow of the vines on the coffin was getting closer and closer, and the moment it wrapped around Qisi's limbs, it suddenly took on physical form.

Golden light surges on the slender branches, making them resemble the legendary chains that seal evil spirits.

"Should I say you are stupid or something else? Is the promise of a god who can make such a request really trustworthy?"

Ziss felt like he was overwhelmed by a huge amount of negative emotions. The pain, sadness and despair that did not belong to him all turned into joy after he felt it.

He arched his waist and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it worth it to spend so much effort just to bet on a very weak hope?"

Xu Wen smiled: "Even if there is a one in 10,000 chance, sacrificing just one of you will give you a chance to save everyone. You should try it no matter what."

"It's this kind of utilitarianism that sacrifices the few to save the many, sacrifices the present to save the future..." Qisi was dragged inch by inch towards the coffin by the vines, and the thought bubbles in his mind exploded, making the sound of broken glass. Sound softly.

His vision was blurry, but his voice was full of laughter: "I'm curious as to why you take it for granted that I should sacrifice. Because I am a single individual, or because you think I am a scumbag who will not regret my death. or……"

"Because you are under my control and have no choice." Xu Wen said.

"The theory of the jungle?" Qisi raised his eyelids, still unable to see the scene in front of him clearly, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, "It is really contradictory to believe in the law of the jungle, but still shout about saving the world..."

"I just want to save myself." Xu Wen's voice was so distant that it seemed to be coming from outside. "I originally wanted to kidnap you morally, but I didn't expect you to have no morals."

She spoke seriously and her tone was cold and cold, completely different from her previous behavior.

Or maybe she didn't speak at all, and the voice only existed in Zeiss's imagination.

But it is undeniable that this answer is satisfactory.

Chiss laughed, sincerely.

He relaxed his body and allowed the vines to drag him into the coffin and wrap him tightly around the bottom of the cold sarcophagus.

Then, the coffin lid fell down, leaving only darkness in front of him...

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