A new cp has been born, and new highlights have finally appeared!
The barrage of comments immediately became popular. Previously, many viewers were trapped behind the ghost gate and could only vent their feelings by leaving messages on the official website. As the ghost gate opened, the first batch of monsters that came out could already use the barrage of comments smoothly.
The hotter the barrage, the quieter the village entrance.
Staring at the hand being held through the powdered handkerchief, Wen Shi, who had long been calm about his pairing, showed a strange expression.
"Is this work necessary?"
Wen Shi really couldn't understand where the host's stubbornness came from.
All the players were speechless. Facing this new couple, they felt that no matter what happened in the rest of their lives, they would not be surprised anymore.
The Scarecrow moved silently in front of the host.
When the host saw him, his smile was cold and hideous, and he shared the same view with the audience: the Straw Demon was at the gates of hell and blinded by corpse oil, and actually sympathized with a special guest.
It hasn't even left yet, and I don't know what it's doing.
Snapped.
The distance was too short, the scarecrow waved too fast, and most importantly, no one expected this sudden movement.
Anyway, the ending was that the host got slapped hard in the face.
The players who were sure they would not be surprised a second ago: "..."
Oh shit!
They were scared to death!
Wen Shi had only seen this kind of scene in melodramatic TV dramas, and was stunned for a few seconds.
The Scarecrow remained calm throughout the whole process, and at the moment when the host was about to get angry, he wrote four words: All are highlights.
The host was suddenly filled with a breath of air!
The Scarecrow was written in a straightforward manner, and the comments were also straightforward, asking the host to respond quickly. They loved watching it.
Wen Shi asked seriously: "Are you going to fight for me?"
Is this something he can watch for free
It was not right to fight, nor was it right not to fight. The host was not willing to lower himself to the point of fighting for a guest, so he forced himself to swallow his anger.
Wen Shi felt a little regretful that the big scene of pulling hair flowers had not come yet.
Ji Yuanzhi smoothed things over with one sentence: "What's the next step?"
The host regained his spirits after hearing this: "Free time."
Amid the doubtful looks of the crowd, he further explained: "Our games are mainly conducted during the day. Since this is the last day of recording, the production team specially brought everyone together tonight to spend the last happy time together."
The last happy time changed its meaning when he spoke of it.
"Let's go into the village." Liu Yun spoke in silence.
The mission reminder sound has not come yet, even if it is at the village gate, it does not meet the requirements of returning to the village for the side quest.
No one took a step forward despite the talk. There was no light in the village ahead. It had rained heavily last night, and the insoluble corpse oil condensed on the rubble, shimmering under the blood moon. Because the entrance to the village was high, the Fengguan Village built on the low ground looked more like a coffin. As for them, it didn't seem like they were going back to the village, but more like they were going to the grave.
The first one to take the first step was Wen Shi. Since there was no other choice, he just went in first.
Liu Yun followed closely behind and couldn't help but touch the silver whip at his waist to prevent a monster from jumping out of nowhere.
"Strange." She looked around. The whole village was so quiet that she didn't see a single ghost.
The moment he entered, Wen Shi heard the notification sound indicating that the side quest was completed, and the reward was noted to be paid out later.
He raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the game was still calculating the feasibility of replacing rewards with videos.
It would not do to stay exposed outside all the time, so they had to find a place to stay. Several people looked at Wen Shi, obviously considering the house of the woman in the red coat.
Wen Shi, however, set his sights on the deformed man: "Go to his house."
There were so many ghosts in the house, and it was a special time period, so it was hard to say whether the power of these evil things would become stronger. As a poor household, the deformed man had average strength and a small house, so it was safer to go to his place.
How come it's impossible to get rid of it once it's stuck on you? The deformed man regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
"Choose." Wen Shi said inhumanely: "Either we all stand outside together, or we all go inside together."
Since he couldn't defeat a group fight alone, the deformed man chose the latter.
For a moment, he seemed to have aged ten years, leading the way with a hunched back.
The doors of every household were tightly shut, and all the livestock were taken to the ghost market during the day. Now there was no living creature in Fengguan Village except the villagers. The fog in the mountains began to spread towards the village. In the light fog, at least dozens of vague outlines appeared and were moving towards the village.
"Hurry," Tian Wanling noticed something was wrong behind her, "something is coming!"
Ah Sang pointed directly at the third shabby house in the front row and said, "That's the one."
He still remembered where the deformed man lived.
The fog was like a tsunami, invading at an abnormally fast speed. The smell of rotting corpses came first, and to those players with a strong sixth sense, it was like a ghost was attacking them from behind.
As soon as the deformed man opened the door, Tian Wanling was the first to rush in.
A big knife swept past!
The monster standing behind the door was holding a big knife, with red light flashing in its sesame-sized pupils. The blade directly cut off half of the skull including the scalp, and the entire black ponytail flew into the air.
Liu Yun was quick-witted and quick-handed. Before the big knife fell for the second time, he whipped the whip around Tian Wanling's slender waist and brought the person out.
The opened head turned into a small fountain, with blood gushing out.
Tian Wanling did not howl. She leaned against Liu Yun's body to barely stand while frantically stuffing cotton into her head. Finally, she threw out a large piece of black cloth and took out a thick needle. The thick needle moved precisely, sewing the edge of the cloth and the remaining scalp together. The lines formed by the stitches looked like twisted earthworms.
The monster behind the door did not come out, but just watched coldly.
Tian Wanling's vision was blurred due to the pain. She gulped down the medicine and her slender body trembled uncontrollably.
"I was scared to death." She finally said a complete sentence.
"..." Wen Shi looked at the girl with an incomplete head, "You scared us to death too."
Everyone nodded heavily.
Tian Wanling's current condition is much more terrifying than a monster.
The deformed man touched his big head, and suddenly felt that his head was quite beautiful in comparison.
"My skill is [Fabric Art]," Tian Wanling looked at Wen Shi, "Didn't you go through the same dungeon as Luo Xiao? My skill is the same as hers, but the level is much higher than hers."
She and Luo Xiao belonged to the same guild, and because of this, she had paid special attention to the ancient castle copy.
Wen Shi is quite interested in this craft and plans to find some time to learn more about it.
The danger behind us is getting closer and closer, we have to go into the house now.
Zhou Lulu: "I'll try."
Tian Wanling was still alive, which meant that the rules of death were not too strict. The trigger points were nothing more than the action of pushing the door, gender, and... She stepped in, and the big knife monster did not attack.
Zhou Lulu turned around and said, "Don't step over the threshold with your left foot."
Tian Wanling was almost in tears. This was too bad.
I don’t know if she had some psychological trauma, but she stayed outside for a while and was the last one to enter.
When she entered, Wen Shi immediately closed the door. Turning around, Tian Wanling quietly put a piece of cloth into his hand.
Wen Shi raised his right eyebrow, but did not open it directly. Instead, he looked coldly at the deformed man.
"I'm not hiding anyone." The deformed man didn't know why there was a knife-wielding monster in his house.
The hunt failed. The monster looked at Wen, gestured with his hand to his neck, and left with a horrified smile.
"It's the audience." Wen Shi immediately realized that the malice was directed at him. After a little speculation, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, the audience is hiding in every corner of the village, waiting for us to trigger the death rule. Those who are still wandering outside are ghosts who don't watch the show but are also looking for food."
Tian Wanling glanced at the camera and asked, "Then it doesn't matter how hard we try to hide, does that mean it's useless?"
"There are many rules restricting the audience from killing us. The real trouble is these things outside." Wen Shi walked to the window. In just a short while, the whole village became a paradise for monsters and ghosts to laugh and play.
The game is not to the point where there is no way to survive, and the audience certainly cannot reveal their whereabouts to the ghosts who don't watch the show, otherwise everyone would not still be staying safely in the cabin.
Correspondingly, Goblin Slayer players who don’t watch the show may not even need to be restricted by the rules.
The host played two roles, and while pairing up the guests, he also explained to the camera: "What a pity, the fan who just left the show was just a little bit away from taking away a special guest."
His eyes were full of longing, as if taking them away meant going to a better life together.
Wen Shi said coldly, "Aren't we not allowed to use controlled knives during the recording?"
The host smiled and said, "Dear, we just met a casual fan. A casual fan has no contract and does not need to abide by this rule."
The Scarecrow groped his way into the kitchen in the dark, stared at the kitchen knife, and considered the possibility of successfully chopping off half of the host's head.
Ah Sang was holding the bowl, thinking about a similar question.
Just because the audience can't reveal the location doesn't mean that monsters who don't watch the show can't feel it.
The scent of living flesh and blood is hard to hide from them.
The cold air around the house grew colder, and Wen Shi watched through the window as more and more zombies appeared.
The room fell into deathly silence. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a single sound for fear of attracting something from outside.
Wen Shi was also in deep thought.
The audience hiding in every corner waiting for the opportunity, and the monsters coming out of the ghost gate, the combination of these two conditions means that if you continue to stay in the village, you will definitely die.
After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he covered his face and opened the cloth. His eyes trembled for a moment. There was a line of blood written on the cloth: The soul and body of the scarecrow seemed to be inconsistent.
The skill of [Fabric Art] was developed to the highest level, and could even create a carrier for the soul to attach to. Tian Wanling had a strong sense of the containers of all souls, and she vaguely felt that the body and soul of this straw demon were forcibly fused, with a large gap in between.
Silently putting away the cloth strip, Wen Shi thought about the time when the scarecrow's attitude changed, and became thoughtful.
The monsters outside smelled the scent of fresh meat and all gathered towards the dilapidated house.
Wen Shi suddenly asked the host: "What time is it now?"
The host pinched his throat and said in a deliberately sweet voice: "Call me kiss."
"… Honey, what time is it now?"
Wen Shi's speechless expression brought joy to the audience who were watching the show. They finally felt a little sweetness after two days of depressing life.
The host then revealed a satisfied smile: "One forty in the morning."
In the kitchen, the scarecrow's eyes seemed to be getting darker and darker.
He saw it!
When he saw Wen Shi and heard the time, a light flashed in his eyes. The last time he saw such light in his eyes was when he used his own hand to kill the factory director.
The host didn't know that he was already on Wen Shi's assassination list, and he spoke to the camera freely: "Our love story has just begun. Please don't leave. If you have any requests, you can type them on the public screen."
Ignoring the arrogant host, Wen Shi walked over to Ji Yuanzhi with an expressionless face and said a few words in a very low voice.
"Is there any way to do it?" Wen Shi asked.
Ji Yuanzhi thought about it, then sighed, "I'll try."
The conversation between the two parties lasted no more than five seconds. Wen Shi waved to A Sang again. The child followed his instructions and jumped out of the window. When he came back, there was half a bowl of corpse oil in the bowl.
It has been raining recently, and there is a lot of water remaining in the cracks between the water tank outside the house and the old roof.
Wen Shi took out the [Eternal Lamp] from his backpack, poured the corpse oil into it, and then took fire from the kitchen to light it.
"Reminder: You have successfully lit the sky lantern. The remaining lighting time is forty-five minutes."
"Reminder: The Eternal Light has been stained with the oil of countless wronged souls. It can only be lit once. If you force it to be lit a second time, the wronged souls will claim your life."
It's less than an hour and you still dare to call it an ever-burning lamp? Wen Shi was ashamed of it.
When the flames appeared, a male player was startled and said, "It's almost out! Do you want to die?"
"My 'deceased wife' gave it to me," Wen Shi said faintly, "The smell emitted by this burning lamp can help confuse the smell."
It would have been better if they hadn't said anything. Once they started talking, everyone could smell a strange smell in the room, as if a ball of fat like white peanut meat was stuffed into their throats. The players covered their mouths and noses, resisting the urge to retch.
When they looked up again, under the only light of the fire, the young man standing by the table had a pair of cat ears. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the fire, seemingly calm. Only the slender tail quietly told of the owner's suppressed anxiety. The cat's tail swung unintentionally, instinctively trying to hook something to seek a sense of security.
The scarecrow, who should have been afraid of fire, was somehow very close to the fire, and the host was pushed aside by him.
The next second, Wen Shi took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firm.
He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and cool breeze and mist rushed in instantly.
There was no hesitation when he pushed the door open, and by the time everyone in the room wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Wen Shi deliberately used body transformation to increase his agility and perception.
The stench outside was far stronger than the lamp in his hand. Although he had made sufficient mental preparations, when he really faced the monster in the dark, Wen Shi's hand still shook slightly.
Unlike the visitors to the ghost market, these things coming out of the ghost gate exuded a strong smell of blood. They had similar outlines to humans, but there was not a single piece of good meat on their bodies, and smelly black liquid kept flowing from their pores. At this moment, pairs of turbid eyeballs stared at Wen Shi in the firelight.
Bigger than the eyes
Wen Shi opened his cat-like eyes and looked at them without hesitation.
Only a few lights away, the horrible monsters smelled the same scent, and their terrifying dead fish eyes finally moved away from Wen Shi.
The stench of corpse was only within the range of the light. The player struggled for a second between staying in the house and following out, and finally chose to follow.
Tian Wanling was suddenly somewhat thankful that she couldn't see too clearly due to her serious injury. She closed her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Is he always this... so fierce?"
This question was directed at Liu Yun and Ji Yuanzhi, who had been in the dungeon with Wen Shi. As there was no response, Tian Wanling subconsciously turned her head to take a look. Liu Yun was holding the whip tightly, paying close attention to his surroundings, and Ji Yuanzhi... had disappeared without her knowing when.
In the inky night, the young man with cat ears walked in front, brushing past dead bodies. A Sang followed him obediently. The scarecrow remained silent and walked on the other side of Wen Shi.
The cameraman watched this scene through the camera and suddenly felt that it looked a bit like a family of three, but none of them behaved like human beings.
The moment Wen Shi walked out of the village, the host was most happy: "Dear, have you decided to leave here?"
Choosing to leave the village at this time is definitely a dead end!
In the back, Zhou Lulu frowned slightly. It was indeed too rash to leave the village, but she couldn't think of any other way out for the moment. There was no life in the village either.
Wen Shi's mouth curled up slightly when he heard this. When the [Eternal Lamp] was burning, it had no temperature at all, and was even cold, just like the look in the eyes of the lamp holder at this moment: "Yes, dear."
He headed north. The mountain wind coming from the northwest was particularly bloody, so Wen Shi plunged into the mountains again.
Mentioning the north, one can only think of one place. Zhou Lulu raised her eyes suddenly: "A cemetery?!"
For the first time, she couldn't control her surprise and her voice.
The host also discovered Wen Shi's final destination at this moment, and his evil smile faded: "What are you doing in the cemetery?"
Even the program crew had concerns about the cemetery at night.
"We don't ask to be born on the same day, month and year, but we ask to die on the same day." The lover's whisper drifted into his ears, and Wen Shi's slightly pale face smiled even more, "Of course, we will go to the cemetery to witness our love."
Whether intuitively or rationally, the host was unwilling to go there and immediately raised objections.
The little cat ears trembled, first drooped and then closed directly, as if saying, "You can give me your opinions, but I won't listen."
The host was so angry that his teeth were itching.
The scarecrow was so cute that his two straws exploded.
The earth was shaking and the mountains were trembling. In the distance, huge rocks were rolling down from the top of the mountain. An endless stream of monsters were still rushing out from the ghost gate. The entire forest was full of demons and monsters.
Amid the thick gloomy atmosphere, the host's expression gradually became serious, and every staff member was no longer focused only on the camera, but also carefully looking around.
Cats walk without making any sound, just like Wen Shi now. He did not look back the whole time, as if he was more adapted than anyone else to being among countless evil spirits.
"The most dangerous place is the safest. We are nearby. We can just dig a hole and hide there."
This sarcastic remark was even more indifferent than the host's previous gloating tone.
The group reached the middle of the mountain, and further ahead was the cemetery.
However, it was as if a dividing line had been drawn between heaven and earth. A red mist as dazzling as the sun piled up in front like cotton. Nothing could be seen, and the [Eternal Lamp] could not illuminate even a tiny area.
The big eyeballs were the only ones that could be seen clearly among all the people present, but not too clearly.
Zhou Lulu pulled Liu Yun's whip and tried to take a step into the fog. She instantly felt dizzy and lost her sense of direction.
Liu Yun pulled her back.
"There's no way out." The host deliberately leaned closer to look at the light in Wen Shi's hand, "It seems to be going out soon."
Liu Yun knew Wen Shi quite well and didn't believe that he would come here without any preparation. "What should we do next?"
Wen Shi turned his head and slowly uttered a word: "Wait."
He stood halfway up the mountain, looking in the direction of Fengguan Village. No one knew what he was looking at.
Tian Wanling suddenly had an inspiration and thought of the missing Ji Yuanzhi.
Anything that comes out of the Ghost Gate must pass through Fengguan Village.
This place has almost become a paradise for ghosts and monsters. Ji Yuanzhi uses hallucinogenic skills to wander among the monsters.
After finding a relatively open area, he took off his glasses and squinted his eyes slightly. Millions of different fine lines suddenly appeared in his clear pupils, crisscrossing and further refined into densely packed small grids.
Ji Yuanzhi's lips moved and he uttered two words silently: "All-knowing."
The entire Fengguan Village was instantly condensed into silhouettes, appearing in the fine grids of the eyes.
This is exactly Ji Yuanzhi’s first skill: [Information Omniscient].
It can interpret any information, even the rules of the game, but similar to Zhou Xiaochun's [Divination], once it interprets something beyond its ability, it will suffer backlash and die.
Ji Yuanzhi once interpreted Wen Shi, and after getting the number [82], he never interpreted it again.
The cost of interpreting the same thing a second time is multiplied.
Wen Shi had a vague guess about Ji Yuanzhi's skills, thinking that he could dig out clues without any clues. So he just asked Ji Yuanzhi if he could find a way to find someone from the village.
The person Wen Shi was looking for was not a very important NPC. Ji Yuanzhi quickly locked onto a small dot in the bottom of his pupils and rushed towards a room as fast as he could. Without any buffer, he kicked the door open.
Late at night, the bridesmaid, who was sitting on the kang eating melon seeds, dropped the seeds all over the floor when faced with an uninvited guest: "Who are you?"
Ji Yuanzhi put on his glasses again and said, "Excuse me, I'll work overtime."
There is less than a quarter of an hour left before the [Eternal Lamp] goes out.
Wen Shi sat quietly by the roadside. The scarecrow had felt the ground was too cold and almost made a straw mat for him. Now he stood in the direction of the wind and used his tall straw body to shield Wen Shi from the cold night wind.
Wen Shi played with fire with his slender fingertips, looking at the eyes under the brim of the scarecrow's hat, wondering what he was thinking.
One of them was blocking the wind, while the other was in a daze, but they seemed particularly harmonious.
A Sang stared at the scene blankly, with only one thought in his mind: he opposed this marriage.
The scarecrow's brain is straw. For zombies who value brains the most, the scarecrow and his father are like a frog and a swan.
Suddenly, the cat's ears moved alertly. Wen Shi came to his senses and turned his head to look.
In the dark night, Ji Yuanzhi appeared with his best man, who looked like he had lost his parents and his expression was distorted as if he was going to die.
Wen Shi stood up and a smile reappeared on his face.
The host's anxiety reached its peak when the best man appeared.
"Long time no see, no..." Wen Shi said with a smile, "Just one day."
The best man no longer had the aloofness he had when he presided over the ghost marriage. He shook his head desperately, almost crying.
"Lead the way." On the contrary, Wen Shi's voice was terribly gentle, "Don't waste time."
Reluctantly, the best man stepped into the fog.
Strangely enough, from the moment he appeared, players no longer felt dizzy when entering the fog.
The host frowned: "What are you doing here?"
The best man's eyes wandered a little, and he said, "Be a matching guest."
The host was stunned for a few seconds.
He, the golden host, was cheated on?!
Wen Shi stepped forward and said calmly, "Did I say I would choose you as my partner?"
According to the settings of the blind date show, the paired guests are selected, just like on the first day on the country stage, it is not enough for them to come forward on their own, the decision lies in the hands of the special guests.
He shamelessly said: "I am forming a group, do you have any objection?"
When asked if he had any opinions, the cat ears closed.
The host always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Near the cemetery, the red mist gradually dissipated, and the trees became fewer and fewer. The only thing that did not dissipate and became even stronger was the stench of decay in the air. There were several times more coffins, and half of the hill was almost surrounded by dense open coffins.
In the most central area, the entire space is distorted, and the area with about a hundred coffins is a blurred block of color.
The player watched helplessly as three or four evil spirits appeared one after another in an unknown location in the color block.
The best man's steps were unsteady, but he was still walking towards that area.
The host grabbed him and said in a sharp voice: "You—"
Just as she was beginning to say a sentence, she was interrupted by the best man, who said with a fake smile: "Can't you tell? I'm actually here to officiate the wedding."
This is the rule he must follow, he has to show up to hold the wedding as long as the guests request it.
The host looked at Wen suddenly, "When did I agree to get married?"
Wen Shi reached out and grabbed the scarecrow's arm: "No, me and him."
His big eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.
Wen Shi looked at the scarecrow who was showing kindness to him frequently, or to be more precise, at the scarecrow's eyes, "Are you willing?"
The scarecrow almost bowed his head.
After receiving the exact answer, Wen Shi's gaze gradually became distant. After a moment, he said something that made everyone except the scarecrow shudder: "All weddings are held at the matching guest's home."
Players are outsiders, they have no family or land here, and can only hold weddings at the homes of their matched guests.
At this point, the host finally understood what this madman was going to do!
The straw demon came from behind the ghost gate, he wants to enter the ghost gate!
Ever since the other party came to the cemetery, the host had many doubts, but he didn't dare to think about it at all. Whether it was actively marrying the devil or entering the ghost gate, it was no longer something that could be described as crazy.
Wen Shi was indeed thinking about this.
Fengguan Village is the source of the resurrection of all ghosts, and the ghost gate must be nearby. The staff is quite afraid of the cemetery, and he has found many coffins here that seem to have grown out of the soil, so it is self-evident where the ghost gate is.
If a living person enters directly, it may trigger the rules of death, so just in case, he needs a legitimate reason to enter the ghost gate.
Getting married: what a festive and legitimate excuse.
The players are all guests, the cheated host is in charge of the live broadcast, and all the staff and bridesmaids have to accompany him in.
If things go wrong, this wedding will turn into a funeral for everyone.
"It's already past two o'clock." Wen Shi held the eternal lamp and walked forward, muttering to himself, "Let's go to the grave of love."
The Deformed Man said that between 1am and 2am, the Ghost Gate would be completely open, which was the most ferocious time period, which meant that the powerful ghosts would come out from behind the gate in droves. While the ghosts outside the gate were rampant, it was much safer inside the gate because the audience knew their location at any time. Going inside the gate would at least help them get rid of most of the evil ghosts who didn't watch the show.
With the best man leading the way, they easily reached the edge of the terrifying color block.
Compared to Wen Shi, the host hated the best man more. If he had told the truth just now, he would definitely find a way to escape first.
The best man also realized this point, and he knew that anyone could escape but he, the best man, could not escape, so he would drag along as many unlucky guys as possible.
Taking a step into the distorted space, Wen Shi finally saw the world inside the color block.
Hundreds of coffins were scattered around, with two white jade coffins in the middle. They were flawless gems, and even the most ignorant people could sense the rarity and value of the jade. The blood moon sprinkled on them seemed to be filtered into purity by the jade's transparency.
There were two coffins, one for entering and one for exiting, both without a bottom, and there was no end in sight. Evil spirits kept crawling out of the coffin on the left, and there was only a bottomless abyss in the other coffin.
Wen Shi grabbed the host's tie, pulled him in front of the coffin, pressed hard on his neck, and made him look into the abyss below.
No, Ghost Abyss.
The host was still in a daze about Wen Shi's death, when he was pushed down next to the coffin without noticing.
The evil wind coming from below kept hitting my face, as if a giant python was opening its mouth wide, waiting for prey to feed it.
Just as I was about to throw off the shackles, a gentle whisper sounded in my ears: "Please, as my ex, how can you miss my big day?"
The program could not be suspended, and the station had no time to discuss countermeasures. They sent a decision from senior management and asked the host to go in first.
The staff behind him cried and told me the news.
The host was struck by a bolt from the blue.
The unknown Straw Man was extremely powerful. He took advantage of the host's unpreparedness and pushed him directly into the coffin.
“Ahhh—”
There was actually an echo from below.
Wen Shi turned a deaf ear to him and smiled and winked at the best man.
"I, I can do it myself." The best man's legs were shaking as he walked to the coffin, his Adam's apple trembling.
A fierce ghost happened to climb up from the coffin next to it, looking at the bridesmaids and others who were ready to move, with a confused look on his face. Under the interference of the [Eternal Light], the demon thought they were the same kind, and it seemed that they were about to jump down and go back to the door. It asked politely: "Are you sick?"
The best man wanted to say that he was not the one who was sick, but before he could open his mouth, the scarecrow enthusiastically helped him from behind, and the best man suddenly fell into it -
"Ahhh!" He screamed louder than the host.
The staff's legs were so weak with fear that they could not leave their posts without permission. They stood there carrying the machines and crying.
Wen Shi and the scarecrow each carried one and threw them into the pot like dumplings.
Scream after scream was swallowed by the abyss.
Finally, Wen Shi dusted off his hands and turned to look at the players.
Except for Ji Yuanzhi, all the players retreated collectively, with the horror on their faces no less than that of the host and other NPCs. In response, Wen Shi just smiled lightly and said, "Do whatever you want."
There was not much time left in the Eternal Lamp, so he used his transformation skill once more. Who knew what was behind the ghost gate, so it was better to be safe.
After finishing the preparations, Wen Shi walked to the host's favorite camera, and in front of the horrified expressions of the remaining staff, his tone was more sinister than a demon: "I sincerely invite all loyal fans to attend my second wedding."
After saying this, the cat's long and slender tail stood up and made a heart shape with its hands.
"… "
In an instant, all the comments fell silent.
(End of this chapter)