While the bones were thinking, Sur kept a humble and gentle attitude and waited aside.
Perhaps being trapped in the tree hole for too long, contemplating too long, the bones seemed to stiffen again. Su Er was helpless, coughed and struck while the iron was hot: "You led Li Gui to get Yin Qi, and I took my friend to escape death, why not do it?"
Abandoned face, in exchange for a happy ending, cost-effective!
Bai Gu is an extreme egoist, otherwise, he would not have quickly found a relationship with no emotion, and would have escaped the death penalty of God when he was pregnant. After a long silence, he said, "Okay."
Sur is very good at being a human being, so he first provided her with some yin qi, which was euphemistically called an extra gift. Bai Gu was very satisfied, and the killing intent in his heart faded a little.
Sur: "Do you want to see the Holy Infant?"
The dark holes seemed to be staring at him, and when Sur shuddered, Bai Gu coldly refused: "The child didn't know that I was his mother."
After speaking, the upper body squeezed out of the tree hole little by little. When she was buried, she was deliberately put into a kneeling position, and her legs were not able to walk smoothly.
The bones drilled directly into the ground, and Sur looked in the direction of the trembling surface, judging that she went to the opposite hill.
Ji Heng clapped his hands a few times, and the players came out of the room one after another.
"Thank God," Li Zicang muttered, "If you stay for one more minute, everyone will collapse."
From time to time, the Holy Infant opened his eyes and looked at everything around him with the eyes of everyone being a baby.
"Did you succeed?" After complaining, Li Zicang asked what everyone cared about.
Leaving out the yin-qi part, Sur briefly talked about tomorrow's plan, and finally said: "I can't trust ghosts. We have a good talk now.
In other words, it is better to keep an eye on it.
Restraining curiosity and not exploring what the other party used to convince the female ghost, Li Zicang smiled and said horrifying words: "The villagers are also a variable."
Sur: "With the Holy Infant and Specter here, it won't pose too many threats."
Li Zicang and Yizhu tend to solve all of them. The number of people who have died at the hands of the villagers in recent years is unknown, so there is no need to show mercy.
Hundreds of households, Sur was somewhat conflicted in his heart, the key was to kill this group, and the game could create new fanatics.
Murder is like releasing the floodgates. Once you start, it's easy to get used to it. In contrast, he still likes mental work.
In the end, Ji Heng said, "The villagers may be able to turn into ghosts after they die, so it's better not to ask for trouble."
Li Zicang immediately dismissed the idea.
·
It was bound to be an unusual night.
The villagers would suffer from the pain of dying of thirst every night, but tonight, they all surrounded the gate of the courtyard with steel forks.
The day before the sacrificial ceremony begins, the gods will show mercy to ease the pain in their bodies.
There was a vague sound of prayers outside, like sea water, one wave after another hitting the shore.
Li Zicang climbed up the tree and looked coldly at the villagers outside the wall who had become almost insane. These people had been delayed a thousand times in his mind.
Just at this moment, there was some movement from the ground, and the head broke out of the ground.
Sur greeted him like a young daughter-in-law at home, smiled and said, "You're back."
Bones: "… "
Today's young people don't want to face in order to survive.
Looking at this scene from a distance, Yizhu couldn't help shaking her head.
She always felt that there was something tricky between Su Er and Ji Heng, and now she looked at Ji Heng for the first time, and found that the other party's eyes flickered for a while, clearly being cute.
"Ah."
This kind of mentality will be green sooner or later.
The bones did not come back alone, and several more skeletons were drilled out of the soil.
Sur counted it, thirteen.
It's a little bit worse than the Eighteen Arhats.
Hiding the faint disappointment in his eyes, he turned his head and asked Ji Heng in a low voice, "Why do some ghosts have no corpses, while others are in the state of bones?"
Ji Heng copied Yao Zhi's mantra: "Respect for species diversity."
On the contrary, Yizhu said: "Those who have a substance are often stronger."
Sur thoughtful: "For example, the host?"
"… "
The ability to associate is too strong, and Yizhu suddenly understood why Ji Heng didn't answer the question directly.
The Bone Legion is not easy to get along with. As soon as you enter the yard, you must first benefit.
It was useless to write a bad check, and Sur smiled at the players present.
After understanding the gestures in the eyes, the rest went back to the house.
Sur then stepped forward and sent a little yin to the tallest skeleton.
The bones trembled, and the next moment launched an attack.
The daytime scene reappeared, but fortunately, Sur hid behind Ji Heng and threw out the electric shocker by the way.
As soon as the hand bone touched the electric shock device, a strong burning sensation came.
The bones who led the same kind of people can actually feel the helplessness of Sur, after all, the familiar scene happened between the two sides only a few hours ago.
After the interlude, it was much smoother when it sent Yin Qi to other skeletons.
Bai Gu began to introduce: "This is my great grandma."
"Hello, old man."
"This is Uncle Sun."
"Hello Uncle Sun."
…
Sur has a very good memory, she introduced it once, and she can tell who these bones are.
In the second half of the night, he endured sleepiness. Humans are food for ghosts, and Sur was afraid that he would be eaten as a snack after taking a nap.
Ji Heng: "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when the time comes."
After hesitating for a few seconds, he let go of his senseless hypocrisy, and Sur rested on the reclining chair.
The voices of the villagers' prayers lingered for a long time. Half-dreaming and half-awake, he felt like a lonely boat swaying on the sea, struggling to find balance. I don't know how long ago, I was gently pushed, and I woke up instantly.
Its daybreak.
The knock on the door sounded, and when no one opened it, it became stronger and stronger, until it turned into a knock on the door.
The moment he broke into the door, the village chief changed his humbleness and said gloomily, "Didn't you tell me that the village does not close its doors at night?"
As soon as he got up his momentum, he saw a pile of bones behind Sur, and suddenly began to pant and retreat.
Sur smiled, walked into the room with the Holy Baby in his arms, and walked out slowly surrounded by bones.
The villagers who were still aggressive just now kept retreating.
"What are you afraid of?" He narrowed his eyes slightly: "The ancestors said that they would rather die standing up than live on their knees."
Ironically, when the wicked see ghosts, they behave worse than ordinary people.
Many villagers have weak legs, and it is difficult to even walk.
The golden light broke through the cloud and mist in an instant, and Suer stopped moving forward, shouted for protection, and then took out the props and squatted among the bones. The same goes for other players, even faster than him.
The village chief was taken aback by this unexpected change, far more than he had just seen the bones. The man who swore a minute ago that he would never live on his knees, is now cowering and hiding among the bones, unable to see his head.
"Fuck you uncle!"
A dirty word literally popped out of his mouth.
Face is not important, Sur is now holding the Holy Infant so tightly that he almost didn't call his father.
In the splendid golden light, the sad-faced god pushed aside the clouds and mist, looked down at the picture below, and when he saw this scene, his lips moved, but he forgot his words.
Where did you get a bunch of sand sculptures
After a moment of silence, the voice shook the morning glow: "Fulfill your promise."
It seemed that the eardrum was about to be pierced. Sur quietly shrank his head and took out the mirror secretly. The red heart was shaking with unprecedented intensity.
A large hand reached down from the sky and grabbed one of the players.
Li Zicang felt a strong sense of crisis, and in fact his hunch was right. For Bai Gu, Sur is equivalent to an employer, and subsequent benefits have to be taken from him. As for others, the state of protection is very perfunctory.
Li Zicang took a deep breath, ready to use the props at any time.
When the big hand was still half a zhang away from the person, the Holy Infant suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes wept blood, and the blood threads turned into smoke, wrapping Li Zicang's whole body.
Being bounced back by the light, the cold voice of the gods came from Yunxiao: "Why protect adults?"
The Holy Infant didn't answer, the palm wrapped around the white cloth stretched out a small section, like bamboo shoots sprang out of the elder, with the intention of pulling the gods down to the clouds.
For a time, half of the golden light of the gods was actually beaten back by a few points.
Sur saw with his own eyes the power of physical ghosts.
The god was contradicted, very worried, and asked again: "Why?"
The sound waves are more deafening than before.
Sur covered his ears and couldn't stand it: "It doesn't understand, don't ask."
Interested in playing the piano with cows
"… "
No one is willing to take a step back and die here.
After saying a word, Sur kept staring at the peach heart on the small mirror, even if he continued to stalemate, he would be able to leave as long as he survived today.
God's attention shifted to the villagers. As ordinary people, no one dared to offend anyone. The village chief took the lead and knelt down and kept his head down while chanting prayers.
A holy baby is already very troublesome, and now there are bones to protect it, it is impossible to take it away in one wave.
God changed his mind: "Hand over four divine envoys."
The Holy Infant couldn't understand, the players pretended not to hear, and the bones only thought about Yin Qi, so that no one paid any attention to the gods for a while.
"Okay, great." The majestic voice was mixed with a hint of anger.
Su Er's legs were a little numb, but he glanced at Ji Heng helplessly: "When will it be dark?"
Ji Heng was quite calm, and straightened up slightly: "Instead of wasting time, it's better to popularize education."
He faced the gods squarely: "Teach this child common sense, so that you will not be deceived and ruin your plan in the coming year."
Hearing God's gaze fixed on the Holy Infant, after a long silence, he finally chose to hold back temporarily.
Kneeling on one leg changed to reduce the pressure, Su Er sincerely sighed, no matter whether the heart is black or Ji Heng is black, just one sentence will let this child step into the ocean of knowledge from now on.
The atmosphere fell into a dead silence, and the prayers of the villagers gradually became inaudible.
Sur asked Ji Heng with his lips: "What is the probability of persuading him to quit?"
Ji Heng looked unpredictable: "It depends on whether he is a god or not."
Sul's eyes froze.
Ji Heng laughed: "Didn't you think of him as a god from the beginning?"
Sur didn't deny it, and said softly, "I've only heard that demons like to make deals."
The gods were still aloof, but gave an ultimatum: "Give up the two of you, and let it go."
The number has plummeted, and from the suppressed tone, it can be perceived that it is the limit of patience. After listening to Sur, the corners of his lips curved. Deliberately open his mouth so that the bones can hear: "Great gods don't bargain."
Li Zicang is the best at yin and yang. He inserted his knife and said, "Could it be a monster disguised?"
Yizhu smiled coquettishly: "I heard that swallowing a powerful monster can strengthen itself. You said that eating him will make you beautiful?"
"… "
The speaker is intentional, and the listener is even more intentional. The rigid bones of the white bones are on the side, and they exchanged messages with their great grandmother.
If they can really use this evil god as nourishment, maybe they can further cultivate their fleshly bodies.
The bones are not stupid. At this stage, they just have an idea. Unless they are crazy, they will take the risk to attack the gods. After so many years, some fear has already been engraved in the bones.
Women know women best, and Yizhu can fully understand this kind of selfishness.
As long as the gods do not forcefully fight to the death, it proves that there are scruples.
The 'Bone Legion' stood still, and the player became the beneficiary.
The air between the heavens and the earth was squeezed, and Sur knew that the gods really shot, and it was not as earth-shattering as he imagined. The bones stood on the side of the Holy Infant, and the gods were helpless for a while.
Sur deliberately raised his voice: "Fight with him!"
Seeing that the momentum here is high, the golden body of the gods is dim, and before disappearing, he said coldly: "Within three days, I will come to take your lives."
Sur sneered, let alone three days, he can leave this ghost place today.
The bones were ready to disperse, and suddenly found that the ankle was caught.
"Wait." The peach heart on the mirror is still beating, and the god must be hiding in the dark.
Bai Gu sighed: "You are a man anyway, with a little backbone."
Sur: "I will give enough of the benefits."
Driven by interests, Bai Guduo stayed in place for a while, for half an hour, when Bai Gu was a little impatient, the mirror finally returned to calm, and a line of small words jumped out.
The self-dissection of Sur is nothing more than a distaste for stereotypes, and after a quick glance he raises his head.
On the other side, Ji Heng lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes was unpredictable. He noticed Sur's worries, put away the mirror without saying a word, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
This is the first time that the other party has intentionally concealed information. Sur frowned: "Is it serious?"
"It's misleading, and it's hard to judge at the moment," Ji Heng said after a pause, "Perhaps it's better not to know."
In order to change the future, it is easy to push the trajectory of fate upward.
Su Er heard the deep meaning in the words, gave up continuing to ask the information on the mirror, lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking about, and said for a long time, "I'll go back to the yard first."
He still has a debt he owes Bone to pay.
The villagers avoided it like snakes and scorpions, and automatically gave way.
In order to hide people's eyes and ears, Su Er was in the house, and the bones were not greedy enough, so he could only drag the time.
When he was about to lose his grip, the familiar sense of traction came, and his hands and feet began to be out of control. Sur's eyes lit up and gave Qinglian Wise a 'Timely Rain' evaluation.
Just like when he came, half of his body was quickly sucked into the mirror, and the bones were pity for the electric shock, and reached out to pull him. Sur dodged and waved, and slowly spit out two words: "Goodbye."
Best farewell.
·
Leaving the feudal and weird village, and then looking at the falsification, I suddenly felt the cuteness of this city.
Contrast produces happiness.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw several players gathered in the hotel, Suer's eyebrows moved... The comparison can still cause damage.
The players who chose to play the safety card were very uncomfortable at the moment. The host clearly said that it was like a dead end, but everyone who went away returned safe and sound. If they knew this, why should they stay and waste their time.
A few people quickly adjusted their mentality, but there were two or three others who glanced at Sur with some hostility in their eyes.
Sur was puzzled by the inexplicable arrow in the knee.
Is it really a physical problem
Ji Heng said lightly: "There are always some mediocre people who think that someone with such a low force value can survive, and I am sure I can too."
"… "
The voice was not deliberately lowered, and everyone in the hotel could hear it for a while.
Qinglian wise man sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, enjoying the scene.
Ji Heng asked, "What should I say in the face of such a person?"
Sur received it like a stream of kindness: "You do what you do."
He actually doesn't like this sentence very much, but in the face of individual people, it is still very suitable. At least there are no players looking at him with those sour and jealous eyes anymore.
The host's work is in place, let the rabbit waiter prepare meals in advance, and wash the dust for those who come back. Looking away, Qinglian wise man has a faint smile on his face: "The harvest is not small, you are about to find complete hope."
His words had the taste of a thousand pounds, and the seemingly light words made the atmosphere tense.
The players who stayed behind once again regretted not participating in the game.
"Since everyone is gathered, it's still morning..."
The Qinglian wise man did not give this person a chance to continue, and said without hesitation: "The new task will be released tomorrow."
The same meal, some enjoy delicious food, and some food is hard to swallow.
Qinglian wise man suddenly said, "Only one last mission is left."
Sur stopped to nibble on the chicken leg: "There are still two days."
"The seventh day is purely a sightseeing tour," Qinglian wise man said slowly: "So I hope you can get something tomorrow, it's a... very interesting little game."
After a pause, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "I believe you will like it."