Survival: King Picking Game

Taking a closer look, Geng Xizi still looked dull-eyed.

At the same time, her little mouth kept repeating the same sentence:

"Don't leave me alone, don't, don't, don't..."

This is clearly a mental disorder—a clinical response to “traumatic reexperiencing symptoms,” a type of post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

PTSD is defined as an abnormal mental state resulting from certain experiences, witnesses, or encounters involving actual death, or threat of serious harm, to oneself or others.

For example, people who experienced domestic violence in childhood, or people who have encountered natural disasters such as earthquakes and fires, and some veterans who have experienced battlefields, will have similar problems.

It is not surprising that Geng Xizi would have such a reaction.After all, compared to other people, she really "died" once, and even turned into a ghost...

However, in Li Pingan's view, the timing was too delicate.

Maybe it was because Geng Xizi's memory hadn't fully awakened until he came to this cave.

"What should I do? Sure enough, I should go back first..."

In the middle of speaking, Li Pingan closed his mouth, embraced Geng Xizi's tender body completely in his arms, and then retreated little by little to the shadow of a certain corner of the cave.

Then, on the other side of the shrine, footsteps came from around the corner.

"That is……!"

Li Pingan was a little surprised to see that the real person of the footsteps turned out to be the village chief who obeyed and bowed to him.

But at this moment, his attire was different. He was wearing a large traditional kimono-like costume with gorgeous colors and an inexplicable sense of solemnity.

It took Li Pingan a long time to recognize it. It was probably some kind of priest's uniform.

"...This is really..."

The village chief was obviously not just a simple and ignorant farmer as he had thought before.

Realizing that he was deceived by the pretended village chief, instead of feeling angry, Li Pingan smiled with interest.

……

After he was sure that the other party hadn't found him, he cast the "Strong Invisibility Technique", including Geng Xizi.

Chapter 744 The Ritual in the Cave

Holding the warm and fragrant nephrite, Li Pingan smelled the girl's faint body fragrance.

Amidst the intertwining of shadows and shadows, the village chief in a priest's uniform showed a fanatical expression on his wrinkled old face.

He prostrated himself in a strange and twisted posture, and knelt before the shrine.The clothes on his body seem to have a long history.Although the patterns are gorgeous, the corners of the clothes are severely worn.

While kneeling down, he was still muttering words.

Unlike any language in the world, a series of weird pronunciations spit out from the throat.At the same time, I tried to widen my eyes.

It can be seen that he made this movement very hard, so hard that he wanted to squeeze the eyeballs out of the eye sockets with his fingers.

From Li Pingan's point of view, the village head looks like a fish that is about to die from lack of oxygen after jumping on the shore.

"……What is this doing?"

Mr. Mayor, are you rehearsing for a burlesque show?

Like some shows on Nippon TV, there are silly acts for comedians.

Li Pingan almost didn't laugh out loud.

Of course, for ordinary people, the village chief's actions are obviously quite weird and scary when combined with the weird atmosphere in the cave.

It can only be said that Li Ping'an's thinking and mentality are already very unusual.

……

Like a frog, the village chief stared his eyes wide open, and was fervently worshiping the shrine.

His head hit the icy cold and damp ground one after another, and he could even hear the echo clearly.

Soon, the village chief's forehead was already dripping with blood.But as if he didn't realize it, he continued to kowtow vigorously on the ground.

If this continues, it is possible to crack the skull.

And this is not the end.

From the place where the village chief came—that is, the road from the school to the abandoned shrine, there was another sound of scattered footsteps.

Then there were several figures wearing heavy clothes of the same style and texture, but with different patterns.

Judging from their impressionable faces, they seem to be all villagers.

After these people came in, they all followed the village chief and started doing exactly the same movements as him.

It includes head kowtows and eerie stares, as well as eerie and ecstatic eulogies.

Geng Xizi, who was hiding in Li Pingan's arms, seemed to be staring blankly at this scene.

When the village chief appeared just now, her body trembled slightly.

And when those villagers reappeared, Geng Xizi's reaction became even more violent.

It was like recalling a nightmare hidden in the deepest part of memory.