Although this scene really made people unable to make a joke, but at this moment, all the players and NPCs present felt absurd that "you can still play like this".
The most terrible thing is that if you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong. He was very thoughtful, and even asked a question before making a confession.
Are you the owner here
no.
Oh, then of course you are also a guest.
Naturally, it is a guest, and of course you can identify the identity-and you just took a knife to slash someone without blinking your eyes.
"..."
There's nothing wrong with you ghost!
Aren't you afraid that the NPC will be annoyed and turn around and kill you
He hasn't put down the knife in his hand yet!
Nuomian sat on the chairs, a little flustered, staring at Bai Nuomian without blinking, fearing that he would be offended by this sentence. However, Bai Nuomian just stared at Kou Dong for a while, even a wooden mask could not cover his scorching gaze.
Kou Dong didn't panic, and calmly stared back. His Zhong Kui Nuo face is much scarier than that all white one.
After a while, Bai Nuomian took the lead to look away.
"This guest's guess is correct." He said grimly, raising the kerosene lamp a little bit higher to illuminate his all-white mask, "Tonight's banquet is over. Tomorrow night, all guests are invited to come on time."
Anyone could hear the displeasure in his tone. Bai Nuo turned around, put the stick back into the temple, and walked quietly along the path where he came, the fluttering white robe gradually disappeared at the end.
The Nuo noodles on the chairs took a long time to move. They looked at Kou Dong, on the one hand, they felt that this guy was really powerful, and on the other hand, they felt that he was really daring.
Such a designation is simply an obvious challenge to the majesty of the NPC.
But it also gave them new ideas. Yu Jing Nuo Mian was the first to say, "In this case, can we also identify him tomorrow?"
They all saw the fate of the failed identification just now, which was shocking. Everyone is calculating in their minds how to escape this catastrophe tomorrow, at least if they get themselves, they can still be sure.
Kou Dong said: "It's just a fluke, I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow. ——He's not stupid."
Everyone thought so too. Besides, they don't have the guts to really ask them to identify NPCs.
Not everyone is as desperate as the person in front of him.
Finally, someone said: "At least we survived today, why don't we go back first?"
In the dead of night, with the blood moon in the sky, no one wants to wander outside on such a night. After hearing this, several people dispersed one after another without talking to each other.
Kou Dong's footsteps were the slowest, and he was last.
He said to Ye Yanzhi: "I want to visit the temple again."
This time is just right.
As soon as he turned around, he slipped in quietly along the door. The construction of this temple is not much different from ordinary temples. There are colorful banners hanging inside, the moonlight is hazy, and only the dim candlelight like before barely illuminates the vision.
The huge red cloth covered the statue's head tightly, leaving only a vague human figure.
Ye Yanzhi hung firmly on his chest, pondering: "The red cloth covering the top is to ward off evil spirits."
Kou Dong said: "Since it is the god they invited, why do they need to ward off evil spirits?"
The villain crossed his arms and said meaningfully: "It's easier to invite God than to send God away."
Especially the evil gods who came from unknown sources, if they were invited without knowing right from wrong, they might not bring blessings, but disasters.
Kou Dong hesitated for a while whether to pick the red cloth, but finally did not do it.
It's not that he is cowardly, but since he said that the red cloth wards off evil spirits, there are naturally evil things underneath.
Always be careful.
He said, "Let's take a look at the temple first."
There were ordinary incense candles in the temple for worship, Kou Dong walked around to the back of the temple, he was taken aback.
There is a shelf there, and there are all long-burning lamps densely arranged, there are hundreds of them. The light emitted by the lamp was extremely weak, not as bright as ordinary lamps, so that Kou Dong couldn't see the slightest bit in front of the temple.
When he got closer, he saw that there were still words written on the lamp.
The front is the year and month, and the back is the believer or believer who brings the whole family to enshrine it. The long burning lamps are full of oil, enough to burn for several months.
Lighting up lamps to offer sacrifices to gods is too far away for Kou Dong. After he finished reading it, he couldn't help but complain to him about the disadvantages of not popularizing compulsory education.
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
He discovered that Kou Dong really often wandered off.
"If you want to say something like this, don't say it in other people's temples." Ye Yanzhi said, "Don't talk about gods and ghosts."
Kou Dong puffed his chest out, saying that he is fearless as a successor to socialism. Ye Yanzhi was hanging on him, thinking that he was hopeless...
Kou Dong began to look at these lamps one by one. He has a good memory, and he can roughly remember the names of each family after a rough scan.
The villain kept watching, and suddenly said, "That's not right."
Kou Dong: "Huh?"
Ye Yanzhi said, "Too many."
He looked at the lights again and explained: "The number of people in each family is too equal."
Kou Dong was startled, and suddenly realized where the strange feeling came from. In real life, how many people can you meet with grandparents, parents, brothers and sisters
Especially the generation of grandparents, when they get older, they often pass away first. But there are so many families in this village, and all the old people are still alive, which is obviously not common.
Thinking about looking at the village chief who is over sixty years old but walking like flying, it is obvious that the meaning of this uncommonness is also extremely unusual.
At this moment, Kou Dong suddenly heard the sound of breathing. The voice was extremely faint, if it wasn't for the silence in the temple, it would be impossible to distinguish it.
It seemed that there was someone beside him, panting gently in his ear.
Kou Dong didn't raise his head, and said casually, "Boy, are you angry?"
Ye Yanzhi: "What?"
"You're breathing a little loudly."
Ye Yanzhi looked a little confused. Standing on Kou Dong's shoulder, he said, "Did you hear me panting?"
"Of course," Kou Dong said, "Can't you hear yourself?"
Ye Yanzhi's expression changed. "I don't need to breathe," he said.
Now, he is not a person at all, but an object, so naturally he does not need to breathe.
"..."
Kou Dong's hand holding the lamp also loosened. He put the lamp down, held his breath—
The sound of breathing is still on the side, it's not his illusion, and it's even clearer every time.
Candles dimmed.
Kou Dong saw his own shadow, dragging a long and thin strip on the ground. Without Ye Yanzhi on his shoulder, Ye Yanzhi couldn't see his shadow.
A little further away, the shadow of the god statue surrounded by red cloth is like a hill, sitting peacefully.
Kou Dong's eyes glanced over, and then suddenly moved back.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but he actually saw the shadow of the statue and moved slightly...
At that moment, a bad feeling enveloped Kou Dong's heart. He took a step forward as lightly as possible, keeping his eyes fixed on him.
Just under his gaze, the shadow moved again, with an extremely small range, just a slight bump of the shoulders, but it was enough to prove that it was not an illusion.
It seemed that the things underneath were trembling, trying to get out from under the red cloth of the hood.
Kou Dong carefully observed the trembling frequency, which was exactly the same as the breathing he heard.
He also finally knew where the breathing sound came from.
…is an idol.
This idol—is actually alive!
This discovery made Kou Dong's scalp start to tingle—he suddenly opened his legs and ran to the door desperately!
The activity range of the statue has increased. He slowly raised his arms and leaned forward, as if he was about to stand up from the divine seat.
Kou Dong didn't know what would happen if he caught him, but it definitely wouldn't be fun. Fortunately, the door was close in front of him. He ran forward a few steps, and was completely covered by the huge shadow cast by the statue.
The shadow was getting closer and closer to him, with its arms outstretched, it was only a step away.
immediately-
Kou Dong gritted his teeth.
Right now, the door—
His toes were about to touch the high threshold.
At the same time, the temple door creaked heavily, and the corner of the white robe outside flashed past, and someone actually closed the door from the outside!
This door is not light, and it has been in disrepair for a long time, and it takes a little time to push it open. But Kou Dong already felt his arm was touched, and was about to wipe his clothes.
That's too late.
Ye Yanzhi grabbed him firmly and said, "Stand-in!"
Kou Dong quickly took out something from his pocket, and threw it back—almost at the same time, the god statue that had stretched out its hand to him suddenly changed its direction, and stretched the big hand covered by the red cloth towards the thing he threw. Go, grab it!
Kou Dong took this opportunity to pounce forward, relying on the gravity of his body, and knocked open the creaking temple gate. With his hands supporting the cold ground, he almost staggered, and he could still see the statue behind him from the shadow on the ground. The god statue pulled the small piece into the red cloth, and immediately under the red cloth, there was a creepy movement, as if something was caressing the skin of a person.
It starts shaking.
Kou Dong stumbled forward two steps, and finally got far away from the temple, his heart still pounding.
too close.
He was only two steps away from being completely left here.
It's just that the first prop paper figure he drew from the exchange pool has been consumed.
Only then did Kou Dong understand the benefits of props. At the critical moment, this is simply an extra life.
He took it easy when he returned to the room, and talked to Ye Yanzhi about the figure passing by outside the door.
At that time, he was running away in a hurry, Kou Dong couldn't see clearly at all, he only saw a corner of his clothes. The corners of the clothes are not recognizable. Now everyone is wearing the same white robes, even the body shape is the same.
Ye Yanzhi saw more than he had seen, and even caught a glimpse of an eye on the side of the man's face.
"It's just too late to find it today," Ye Yanzhi said. "It's already night, and no one will come out. Wait until tomorrow, and the Nuo noodles will be replaced."
There is no way to find the person who harmed them.
Kou Dong said, "Is it a human or a ghost?"
Ye Yanzhi replied, "Of course it's a ghost."
Kou Dong deeply agrees.
In this dungeon, people don't need to kill each other at all, as long as they answer the puzzle, they can get out. But ghosts are different. The purpose of ghosts is clear from beginning to end.
They wanted to keep Kou Dong.
Ye Yanzhi sighed maturely and said, "Go to bed early. I'll look for it tomorrow and see if there are any other clues."
Kou Dong hummed, got into the quilt, still wearing his Nuo mask. Ye Yanzhi also got in, leaning against him, rubbing the Nuo mask dissatisfiedly, "It's blocking you."
Kou Dong's mentality has stabilized, and he laughed when he heard this.
"Why," he said, "do you still want to look at Dad more?"
The villain frowned, and muttered a few words in a low voice, but Kou Dong couldn't hear clearly. But then, Ye Yanzhi leaned against his mask, and patted his head quietly like a child.
Kou Dong closed his eyes and didn't make a sound.
In fact, he took great comfort from such an action.
Knowing that there is another person beside him who does not want him to stay here, who is on his side—
This made him no longer alone. When he stood on the verge of life and death again, he had a real comrade in arms.
Perhaps it was because Kou Dong had experienced so many things that day, it was rare for Kou Dong to have a dream when he was lying on the bed.
He is not a dreamer. When he first lost his memory, he wondered if he would find some memories in his dreams—but soon, this extravagant hope was broken by his too good sleep quality.
Sleeping too well is also a sin.
He had a dream that day. In the dream, he seemed to be walking on the road, with a backpack hanging lazily on his shoulders, and someone beside him hooked his neck, asking him to play basketball together after school.
"What kind of basketball?" He heard himself say in a trance, "Fei Xie. Are you still playing the game?"
People around screamed.
"Fight, of course!"
"I'm counting on Brother Dong to take us through the customs..."
"Whose house are you going to at night? Your house?"
"Okay, together, let's order a takeaway and eat secretly, don't let my mother find out..."
Several people walked and talked at the same time. Suddenly someone asked Kou Dong, "Brother Dong, why are you standing there?"
Kou Dong didn't move. He stayed where he was, turned his head suddenly, and looked behind him.
There are only a few little girls who are also laughing and making noise behind, looking at each other with a very delicate hairpin.
The friend was puzzled and said: "Brother Dong?... Kou Dong?"
Kou Dong stroked his hair and murmured, "I saw a ghost."
He still feels like someone is watching him. That gaze was so hot that no one could ignore it—but every time he turned his head to look for it, he couldn't find it anymore.
Peeping Tom
Kou Dong spit out these three words, and heard the laughter of friends around him.
"No way, Brother Dong, have you played too many horror games? Are you still a peeping tom?"
"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Dong has this face, but you don't."
Some people also said: "It's okay, maybe I just want to chase your junior sister. It's not like you haven't met before. Brother Dong is a killer of junior sisters, right?"
Kou Dong finally came back to his senses, he laughed and cursed "I am your father", followed quickly, and was soon dragged back to the world by the exclaimed "good car" from his friend beside him.
It's an illusion.
he thought so.
Kou Dong could no longer see clearly what happened next. They seemed to bet that they wanted to see who owned that luxury car, and they couldn't go to school anymore, so they squatted beside them. They squatted and squatted until someone finally opened the car door—
Who is it? What does it look like
There are ripples on the screen like the surface of water, and Kou Dong can't tell them apart.
He suddenly woke up from this dream, Ye Yanzhi was still lying beside his head, leaning against his head, sleeping soundly. Kou Dong blinked, then thought about the dream he had just had, and found that he couldn't remember it at all.
He shook his head and fell asleep again.
After waking up, there are new Nuo noodles on the head of the bed. With crooked eyes, slanted mouth, and crooked red hat, he looks like a clown from a circus.
- It's Qin Tong.
After last night, this Nuo Mian really does not make people feel happy.
Kou Dong picked it up and found that his Zhong Kui Nuo face had disappeared. Obviously, he is Qin Tong today, but I don't know what kind of Nuo noodles the others got.
This basically amounts to starting over every day to find clues. Kou Dong felt that the rules would not be so complicated, and there must be something related to identity, but they haven't discovered it yet.
He simply washed his face, put on the Nuo mask and went out, and saw that his Nuo masks were all far away from him, and one of them was hiding from the other.
Those who finally came up to speak were also trembling—obviously, the scene of Qin Tong taking off his mask and laughing at the monk yesterday left a deep shadow on them.
It was Turtle Jing who came to talk to him, and asked him tremblingly: "You... have you changed?"
Kou Dong: "... Can you guess?"
Turtle Spirit said: "I... I think you changed."
He was still a little scared, and after saying this, he looked at Kou Dong anxiously. Kou Dong was silent for a moment, then laughed sinisterly, making a gesture to lift his mask, "I guessed wrong."
This frightened the turtle spirit so much that it jumped three feet high on the spot. When he found out that Kou Dong was just teasing him, he was almost out of breath, and said that he had never seen such a rough head here, and it was the one who identified the NPC last night.
The skin of the same strain.
Kou Dong was funny once, and he also thought it was quite amusing. He walked around the village and heard gongs and drums beating again, but this time it was not because of a Nuo opera, but because of a dead person.
dead.
As soon as Kou Dong heard these two words, he remembered the lamp he saw behind the temple, and followed the sound to the other side of the village. The family of the dead man had already lifted out the sealed coffin, and the young woman was lying on top of it, whimpering, and it seemed that it was her husband who died.
She was holding a four or five-year-old child with her right hand. The child stood beside her, but she didn't cry, and looked quite at a loss.
Kou Dong stood by and watched for a while, then asked the people around him, "How did he die?"
—He didn't think that people could die normally in such a strange village.
The neighbor seemed unwilling to answer, and kept his mouth shut. Kou Dong patted him three times before he heard him say reluctantly, "He died of illness."
"Died of illness?" Kou Dong frowned, "What illness?"
The neighbor's lips pursed even tighter, and it took a long time for the words to pop out, "consumption."
After he finished speaking, he never said a word again.
Kou Dong knew that this was already the limit of what the NPC could say. He looked at the group of people, suddenly squeezed forward, and stretched out his hand to help carry the coffin.
This move was caught off guard, and several villagers froze for a moment before jumping up to stop it.
"what are you doing?!"
Seeing the vigilance in their eyes, Kou Dong acted like no one else: "I just want to help."
"I don't need your help," someone said in a nasty voice, "You foreigners, hurry up!"
"Walk!"
"Go!"
While speaking, someone had already taken out the big broom, as if Kou Dong was going to sweep him out if he didn't leave. Kou Dong had no choice but to withdraw, feeling extremely unbalanced while withdrawing, beeping at his cub.
"Didn't it mean that all NPCs love me? Is that how they love me?"
Are you going to hit him if you disagree
Shouldn't he obediently offer any clues he wants, and even feed them into his mouth!
Ye Yanzhi leaned on his shoulder and looked back, calmly said: "You should be thankful. If they didn't love you, you would have been beaten just now."
Kou Dong turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a Nuo Mian who had also gone was blown away before he got close. It seemed that he had suffered a lot on the head and body.
He was finally comfortable.
This is okay.
Ye Yanzhi asked, "Is the coffin empty?"
Kou Dong was really surprised, "How do you know?"
Just now he took advantage of the chaos to lift the coffin, but Ye Yanzhi didn't move at all.
The villain said, "You can see it."
He said indifferently: "There is a big difference between a coffin with dead objects and a coffin without dead objects."
He could tell the difference at a glance.
Kou Dong praised: "My cub is really smart."
He said again: "There is nothing inside, I wonder if someone died after all."
But looking at that coffin didn't give him a good feeling.
Ye Yanzhi was still looking at that family from a distance, wondering what he was looking at.
He suddenly said, "That kid looks familiar."
Kou Dong turned his head and looked at it from afar. The child was only four or five years old, and was held by an adult, and he was always at a loss, as if he didn't understand what happened at all.
"have you seen?"
Ye Yanzhi frowned, pondered for a while, and replied, "I can't remember."
"It's okay," Kou Dong patted his head, "You may have seen it, didn't I make clay figurines for them that day?"
At that time, there were a large group of children surrounding him.
Speaking of clay figurines, Ye Yanzhi remained silent, and the astonished face of the old village chief appeared in his mind again.
To be honest, he was also shocked at that second. Before he found Kou Dong, he had never seen such expressions in the NPCs in the game; after Kou Dong came back, the NPCs really had more and more expressions, slowly developing in the direction of emoticons.
He remained silent, but Kou Dong misunderstood him. Kou Dong thought for a while, then suddenly lowered his body and dug a piece of soil, dipped in water and began mixing the soil.
Ye Yanzhi was a little surprised, "What?... Are you going to coax the children again?"
This posture is too skillful to pull away.
Kou Dong squatted in the corner, concentrated on making round clay balls, and when the balls were round, he began to search for sticks all over the floor.
Ye Yanzhi didn't understand it yet, so he subconsciously wanted to help him, "There's one over there."
Kou Dong saw it, went up to pick it up, and began to carve the facial features.
Ye Yanzhi kept watching him do it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt a little strange. Which child is this pinching, so much trouble, a lot of trouble. He asked suspiciously, "Who are you going to blackmail?"
At this time, Kou Dong was almost done pinching, poked the carved little head on the stick, smiled and stuffed it to Ye Yanzhi, "Hold it!"
Ye Yanzhi: "???"
he
Why
Kou Dong: "Didn't you want it?"
Ye Yanzhi was stunned by the sudden pot.
Why would he want it? —He is a mature man of twenty-one!
Kou Dong was filled with the brilliance of his old father, "Just say what you want, Dad will make it for you, don't be envious. - What belongs to Dad is yours."
"..."
Ye Yanzhi's mentality collapsed.
The author has something to say:
Ye Yanzhi before he came: I want to help him, coax him, and take care of him—
After coming, Ye Yanzhi: ... don't say anything, just fuck yourself.