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"Okay, the door is already open, I'll go down first."

"Thank you boss, next time I will remind her not to be so careless."

"It's okay..."

Through the information provided by [Kuyuanji Lisha], Zuo Tong successfully lured the innkeeper upstairs and opened the door of the room. After watching him leave, she quietly walked into the room, and then closed the door tightly. He squatted down before lying on the bed.

Sure enough, there was a familiar knife lying under the bed.

[I was driven into this knife by it, and now I urgently need your help, I can only contact you]

The voice in his mind became extremely earnest, but Zuo Tong did not act rashly, his eyes repeatedly looked at Tachi's body.

She didn't fully believe what the other party said, and it should be true that she wanted to ask her for help, otherwise it wouldn't have needed to call itself all the way, but who knew what it was thinking?

"How can I help you?" After thinking about his own problem, Zuo Tong asked, "Also, you said that your body was occupied by evil spirits. What happened?"

Although she could have taken it out from under the bed directly, she still wanted to hear the other party's explanation so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Although it said that it was Jiuyuan Temple Risha, Zuo Tong didn't believe this kind of one-sided rhetoric. If the real reason was that there was a conflict between the knife and its owner, it would be bad for her to get involved like this.

In particular, this knife cannot be accepted into the personal terminal. If it is taken away without the consent of others, then it will be a matter of time before it is discovered by Kuyuanji Risa on the other side of the sacrificial field. Get in touch with her.

If this is a fairy dance, wouldn't she be fooled?

【Just help me to the sacrificial place...】

After hearing the girl's question, [Kuenji Risha] recounted to her in detail what happened last night, not even missing the part where her body was controlled and finally bit off her finger, without missing a single word. Tell her everything.

However, it will never say that its real body is this Taidao, but cleverly replaced it with the human sword Yixin. After the body is occupied, the mind ran to the sword. Send a distress signal.

This explanation can be said to be logical and careful from beginning to end. After listening to the whole process, Zuo Tong nodded slightly, generally believing what it said.

There are no logical loopholes in this Taidao's statement, it doesn't sound like a lie, and it even described in detail yesterday's experience in the haunted house, and the tone of the speech has not changed from before, Zuo Tong can almost confirm that he is talking to himself now It was Kuonji Risha herself.

More importantly, its purpose is also very pure, you only need to let yourself take it to the sacrificial field and hand it over to other players, then it will be the liquidation between the players, and she herself can have a good rest.

[In return, I will give you everything I own afterward]

Hearing this, Zuo Tong agreed to its request, and stretched out his hand towards the long and narrow scabbard under the bed.

-

I'm coming!

New body coming soon!

【Kuyuanji Risha】The mood is extremely excited now, it can be said that it has worked hard to lure the other party to touch him, and the girl will not agree to her request until she promises to give her all her own things.

It looked like she knew she couldn't find anyone else to help, so she wanted to take the opportunity to kill it.

You thought I was at a loss, but in fact, you were the one who lost everything!

Hehe, children are still too naive, they don’t understand the dangers of the human heart at all, let my sister and I teach you a lesson today.

Of course, it is a principled knife. In the face of such emergencies, it will usually return its body to the original owner after its own purpose is achieved, and it will not always occupy the same body, but the attached The injuries suffered during the body will not belong to it.

and so……

Hurry up, I can't wait!

"boom--"

With the sound of the scabbard colliding with the floor tiles, a white palm tightly held the scabbard, and took it out from under the bed together with the Taidao inside.

After stretching out his other hand to grab the handle of the knife, Zuo Tong pulled it out, looked at the Taidao carefully in the direction of the window, then put it away in satisfaction and prepared to leave the room.

【Ding! 】

Just when Zuo Tong was about to push open the door, a familiar voice suddenly came from his mind, but it wasn't that Kuonji Risha was talking, but the notification sound from the game system, which seemed to warn of something.

[Warning: Your NPC authority is being stolen by unknown existence]

[Warning: NPC permissions have been deprived, you have regained administrator permissions]

Left pupil: "?"

The girl froze in place, with a dazed expression on her face.

What's going on, is this a Trojan horse virus, what about my NPC permissions?

Before she came to her senses, she transformed back into her own body again, and the gray-white long hair that had accompanied her for more than ten years fell behind her again. For gray and white, only the sword in his hand exudes a strange scarlet in the dead gray.

[Administrator privileges detected, inquiring about the identity of the intruder]

[Confirmed the identity of the intruder: Sakura Sin]

[The detailed information of the intruder has been queried, and the file has been saved in the disaster terminal, please check it there]

"..." After hearing the prompt from the system, Zuo Tong also realized what had happened, and left the room in no hurry.

She doesn't care about the so-called NPC authority anymore, but she can't stand being deceived.

"Kuyuanji, no, it should be Miss Sakurazui." Putting the dagger horizontally in front of his face, Zuo Tong showed a harmless smile and asked kindly: "Can you explain what's going on?" ?"

"Please don't keep silent. I think you should give me a reasonable explanation. I believe you don't want to be thrown into the sewer by me, do you?"

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A slight drizzle fell from the overcast sky, and a biting cold wind blew from nowhere, drying the blood on the stage. At this moment, the feet of the crowd were covered in ferocious scarlet, proving to them the unfavorable consequences of the performance.

"Quack-"

It seemed that something had been kicked, Melville looked down suspiciously, and his eyes instantly locked on the shiny object not far in front of him.

It was a phalanx covered with minced flesh, and there was a ring on it, which was a dark yellow jade.

"Ok?"

After seeing the things above clearly, Melville suddenly had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Wait a moment……

Why does this ring look so similar to the pendant Yu Cong wears?

After thinking for a while, Melville bent down and picked up the topaz ring, put it in his personal terminal, then exchanged glances with the people behind him, nodded and walked to the front microphone, always Without looking up at the audience below.

These bloody "people" in the front row are nothing to look at. What we have to do now is to get rid of the upcoming show.

It would be a lie to say that she is not nervous, she is ready to put on a demon mask and run away with her back facing the audience if something goes wrong, but the problem is that she doesn't know if she can beat them in the race.

Most of the other people present also had the same idea as her. Facing such a huge number of bloodthirsty audiences, it is completely unrealistic to use props to resist. If the performance really screwed up, they would have to run away. There is no way.

And the escape route has been chosen long before everyone came to the stage. If something happens, it will be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea and each showing their magical powers, and no one can help the other.

"Everyone, don't panic, just sing, and let me figure out the solution." In order to relieve the tense atmosphere, Ye Bingwen said seriously with his guitar in his arms: "The death of the last band should remind us again, and warn us by killing chickens and monkeys. What it likes, what it hates, as long as we don't intentionally offend it, it should be fine."

You must know that they are the only team of players here, and those who came on stage before them should be NPCs specially arranged by Quanshen, who perfectly performed how to excite the audience and even detonate the audience.

This can't be an accident. There are not so many accidents in horror games. Behind every rule you don't understand, there may be a lot of secrets hidden.

"Okay, the performance has begun." Ye Bingwen said in a hurried tone: "I will help everyone pay attention to the audience's reaction below, and if there is something wrong, I will notify you immediately."

"Den-"

As the sound of him plucking the guitar strings sounded, everyone on the stage took a deep breath and began to play the song according to the rehearsal scene.

At a time like this, don't care about whether it's rock or not, just do whatever you know...

While waiting for the end of the prelude, Melville, who stood at the top of the crowd as the lead singer, raised his head and scanned the audience below, while quickly searching for a suitable song in his heart.

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, and immediately selected a song from the music library in her mind and sang it.

This is a song about hide-and-seek, but she regretted it as soon as she opened it... because the lyrics are a little frightening.

"Ding Dong, I know you can hear me—"

"Open the door, I just want to play with you—"

"Ding Dong, you can't keep me waiting—"

"It's too late for you to try to escape—"

"..."

Huh?

Surprisingly, the performance of this song turned out to be quite good.

Even after this "hide and seek" song ended, the audience below even shouted for her to do it again.

From their crazy faces, it can be seen that they have a unique interest in this kind of supernatural songs. Naturally, Melville would not refuse this. She wished she could sing the same song over and over again to fool the concert.

"Ding Dong, I'm here to find you—"

"Run, let's play a little game—"

"Ding Dong, where have you been—"

"Do you think you've won—"

"Our game is only just beginning... Boom! Boom!"

Just as she was about to end the chorus with joy, the speakers on both sides of the stage suddenly made an extremely unpleasant noise, which made Melville's face freeze instantly.

Oops, it looks like the worst has happened...

"Bang! Zizizizizizi——"

Puffs of gray smoke rose from the overwhelmed black speaker, and even sparked a lot of electric sparks. Everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes, but the corners of the mouth of Kuonji Risha, who was holding the guitar, curled up slightly, Seems to be extremely satisfied with the state of the scene.

This accident seemed to have a lot to do with her, but the people present were all focused on the speakers, and no one would pay attention to her every move.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the speakers on the left and right sides of the stage were completely scrapped, but the announcer did not stand up and announce the suspension of the performance, and the audience in the audience were all silent and looked at the players. It was replaced by a gloomy gaze, and even licked his lips unsatisfied.

damn it!

Ye Bingwen looked at the defunct stereo, feeling hopeless in his heart, and his brain began to work rapidly, trying to find a suitable solution from the desperate situation.

There are no accidents in horror games... This kind of thing must be someone playing tricks on them, wanting to ruin their performance.

Is it the spring god?

No, it shouldn't be it, what people are doing to mess up their own festivals, maybe it's behind the audience...

No, I don't have time to think about it. Since the sound can no longer travel that far, let's treat the sculpture on the stage as the only audience. Maybe the sculpture can pass the test if it listens to your satisfaction.

Thinking of this, Ye Bingwen immediately notified everyone to continue the performance, and the song restarted from where it left off.

"I heard your footsteps—"

"Go—go!"

It is a pity that Ye Bingwen guessed wrong this time. Before Melville finished singing the second sentence, the audience roared and tried to climb onto the stage. All the players were so scared that they immediately dropped their instruments and prepared to flee behind the scenes. , but before they got out of their seats, what happened next made all the players present stunned.

"To blaspheme the spring god, you should... Huh, huh, huh, huh!"

Still the familiar bald head, he stood up and stretched out his fingers like a machine to yell at the players on the stage, but his words stopped abruptly after only one sentence, and then he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, his yelling became louder. For the screams of pain, it seems that he has suffered great torture.

what happened?

Ye Bingwen swallowed his saliva, and his anxious eyes swept over the audience in the audience. What happened in front of him was completely beyond his comprehension.

It wasn't just the bald man who screamed. Almost all the audience had a similar situation. They hugged their heads and began to howl in a low voice. Some people even lost consciousness and fell to the ground. Compared with the concert scene, what happened here Things are more like a sacrifice site for evil gods.

"What's wrong with them?" Jiuyuansi Lisa, who was originally happy, couldn't be happy after seeing the tragic situation in the audience. She frowned and pulled Ye Bingwen by the shoulder and asked, "Why did this happen? What do you know?" ?"

Ye Bingwen: "?"

The audience is sick, what do you ask me to do?

"Ah! That's..."

Ye Bingwen was about to explain, but Melville's exclamation not far away immediately attracted his attention. He quickly poked his head in the direction where Melville was looking, his expression froze on the spot.

"Hmph, ah ah ah ah!"

The person who screamed was the bald man who stood up and accused them before. His skin was already covered with dark brown spots, and his strong body of several hundred kilograms was also thinned out in just one minute. It weighs less than a hundred catties, and the bones are even attached to the skin. Even from such a distance, you can clearly see the outline of the bones on its body.

In addition, its seven orifices are constantly dripping dark yellow saliva, which looks extremely disgusting and creepy, as if it has encountered a terrible curse.

Even so, the bald man still wanted to rush onto the stage with the rest of the audience and kill them with his mouth open.

It's a pity that this level of corruption can no longer support it to climb up the stage. Before it can take two steps, it turns into a skinny mummy and falls to the edge of the stage, falling to the ground forever.

The rest of the spectators were not much better, as if they were competing for the worst in the election. These people were getting worse one by one. In less than 2 minutes, the audience of thousands of people turned into a terrible hell on earth. Few are still standing intact.