Chapter 119 Double Happiness Town (Twenty) Death is also Life
Li Yao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw herself and Liu Bingding lying in the coffin together.
Although there were no clues, she subconsciously felt that lying in the coffin meant she was safe and could avoid ghosts and monsters such as paper dolls.
It's like... this scene has been repeated many times, and she has quite a lot of experience with it.
‘No, if I was already in the coffin, how could I see myself? How could I...see the coffin lid being closed before my eyes? ’
Li Yao leaned against a huge coffin half a man's height, feeling the coolness of the coffin wall on her back, feeling something was wrong.
She stood up in confusion, staring down at the coffin that Xu Yao and Liu Bingding had just laid in.
"Hee hee hee...hee hee..."
The paper man's sharp laughter sounded behind his ears. Li Yao shuddered and looked back reflexively.
A pale face suddenly pressed against the tip of her nose, with a scarlet smile that stretched from ear to ear, as funny as a mockery.
This is a very low-level jumpscare. Although Li Yao is not afraid of ghosts, he was still shocked.
"Li Yao...Sister Li...ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, -ww, oh, ah, ah, ah!
The eyes and blush on the paper man's face did not move, only the mouth suddenly dropped, and the smiling face instantly turned into a crying face, full of resentment and jealousy.
"Li Yao, you are the most experienced player among us. If you don't go down the well, no one can."
"Sister Li, I don't want to die... let's just Those few clues are missing, they must be underground..."
The coercive, pleading, and mixed voices were regurgitated in his memory, and Li Yao suddenly realized:
'Yes, I am not Xu Yao, I am Li Yao, who entered the coffin with Liu Bingding. It's Xu Yao...I'm still outside...'
'I went back to Xi'er's house to explore with Xu Yao and Liu Bingding, and triggered a side mission...'
'No, Xu Who is Yao? Obviously Qi Wen only arranged for two people to go back to Xi'er's house. When will there be one more? ’
My mind flipped the switch of the blind spot, and all the details that had been subconsciously ignored emerged one by one before my eyes.
When she was hiding in a corner of the house, a faceless woman followed her like a ghost, shrinking with her...
In the coffin, she talked to herself in order to consolidate her memory, there was a The voice echoed her from the side, and the timbre was more and more like hers...
Then, the coffin was opened by Liu Bingding, and the woman who followed her had a face, and it was her face...
If the clues are correct, the lady in Xu Zhai who fell into the well and died, the goddess of joy worshiped by the townspeople, was called "Xu Yao"...
Li Yao's hands and feet were as cold as Bing, my mind is in chaos.
Xu Yao is a ghost, and Xu Yao who is lying in the coffin with Liu Bingding is a ghost!
And she actually stayed alone with ghosts for so long!
She was so horrified that she could no longer think. She instinctively turned around and lifted the lid of the coffin.
The coffin lid seemed to be welded shut. No matter how hard she tried, she could not open it.
She could only flap the outer wall of the coffin crazily and shout loudly: "Liu Bingding, can you hear me? Xu Yao is a ghost!"
There was no response, and all the sounds were like pebbles sinking into the swamp, being tightly wrapped and swallowed up.
Li Yao gasped, and belatedly remembered that she was not able to protect herself at the moment, so how could she have time to worry about others?
She reached out to touch the dagger at her waist, but found nothing.
There is nothing there, as if nothing has been left for a long time.
‘Did you fall on the road? Or was it taken away by ghosts? Or...I didn't bring a copy? ’
Li Yao recalled in vain, but did not evoke the slightest impression of anything related to the props.
She raised her eyes resignedly, only to find that the terrifying paper figures were just surrounding her, with no intention of attacking. Instead... they were looking at her with a strange look in their eyes, with a trace of Ironic pity.
There are some faces that look more and more familiar the more you look at them, as if you have seen them deep in your memory.
"Xiao Xi...hiss...Brother Zhang, are you guys?" Li Yao raised her hand to press her forehead, and the memories covered in countless reincarnations surged up like a tide.
In front of you is a gloomy and deep river. The mountain walls on both sides are towering to block the sun. There is only a small raft floating on the river as quiet as stagnant water.
This is the scene that the players were in when they first entered the copy of "Double Happiness Town".
But this time, there were only five people on the boat. Except for Li Yao and the boatman, the other three were all strangers.
It was November 19, 2009. After Li Yao purchased the prop [White Blade], he entered the dungeon before the countdown ended and met three teammates.
The tall man with scars at the corners of his eyes is Brother Zhang, the thin and weak young man who dares not speak is Ashu, and the girl who deliberately behaves cheerful and generous is Xiaoxi.
As a supernatural novelist, Li Yao was naturally promoted to be the leader of the four-person team because she knew a lot of folk customs and Feng Shui theories.
At first, she did live up to expectations, using her experience and knowledge to lead her teammates through death points one after another.
But this copy is too big. Mrs. Xu appears regularly and takes the players here and there; white mist covers the land from time to time, and there are ghosts and monsters running rampant in the mist. Players can do nothing but passively experience the plot.
On the first day, the four of them dreamed of a woman sitting by the well and were awakened.
The next day, the four of them attended Xi'er's wedding banquet and went to the Xi'er Temple to offer incense. They were teased and embarrassed by the moving statues and weeping coffins.
Ashu was injured in the fight. Brother Zhang's words showed that he wanted to leave him behind, but Li Yao stopped him sternly.
On the third day, Xi'er was found dead in the well, and the four of them found half a piece of the makeup mirror by the well.
Xiao Xi recognized that it was the latest brand and should belong to Xu Wen.
Brother Zhang thinks this is a clue left by Xu Wen to inform the player that she is underground.
On the night of the third day, hundreds of ghosts walked at night. Xi'er's ghost returns home, possesses Xiao Xi, and randomly looks for people to kill.
During the fight, Li Yao stabbed the [white blade] into Xiao Xi's heart, and then discovered that Xiao Xi was still alive when he was possessed...
On the fourth day, players still had no clue about the main mission and world view. Xiaoxi's death turned into a haze hanging over the players, and cracks appeared in the three-person group.
The fog in the town is getting thicker and thicker, and even during the day, you can see scary things in the fog.
The players had the dream of the first night again. This time the woman in red was lying at the mouth of the well with her limbs twisted and her eyes were bleeding with blood and tears, and she was begging for help from the passers-by.
On the fifth day, Brother Zhang asked someone to go down the well to have a look. As a leader, Li Yao had to shoulder the responsibility.
She wrapped the rope around her waist, looked at Brother Zhang who had a cruel face, and then looked at Ashu who was pale due to injury, and finally stuffed the [White Blade] in front of Brother Zhang. In the hands of Ashu.
She thought that after she went down the well, if Brother Zhang wanted to do harm to Ashu, Ashu had the means to defend himself; and if Brother Zhang wanted to harm her, Ashu could stop him in time.
In such an almost naive wishful thinking, she jumped down the well, fell on the soft mud, and never returned.
In the darkness, her consciousness sank into something invisible, and she could only hear the conversation between the two people above her. Ashu asked in a low voice: "Zhang...Brother Zhang, what are you doing? Sister Li is still down there..."
Brother Zhang sneered and said in a cold tone: " Oh, we just want her to die down there. Only if she dies will we have a chance to survive.”
"But Sister Li took us through all the death points along the way..."
"It's just a few death points. Is she capable of leading us through the level? Didn't she say so herself? I’m helpless about the main mission of this copy.”
“Then…that can’t be done…”
“Haha, judging from the clues found so far, cracking the world view is a fantasy. , the guaranteed death toll mechanism will be triggered 80% of the time. Li Yao is the most experienced player among us, and is definitely more likely to survive to the end than us."
"..."
"If we don't kill her, we will all die. Kill her first, then we will have a chance to live!"
In the wet and cold darkness, Li Yao's perspective seemed to rise to the sky, her eyes lowered. Overlooking the scene from that year.
She saw Brother Zhang pull out a black knife and cut the rope.
And in the next second, Ashu stabbed the [White Blade] into his throat...
Li Yao didn’t know how long she had been flying over Shuangxi Town. She looked at the A few players entered Double Happiness Town by boat and turned into ghosts such as paper dolls after death, feeling sad for no reason.
One day, she heard the voice of God.
God said: "Your soul is imprisoned in the game. From now on, you will be an NPC in this copy, repeating the process of the game over and over again."
Li Yao asked: "What do I need to do after I become an NPC?"
God smiled: "If it were in the past, I might order you to provide false clues to lure stupid lambs astray; but now, I thought of an interesting way to play."
The voice was filled with deep malice, and Li Yao couldn't help but tremble. She looked up and saw the god's scarlet eyes.
"I will seal your memory of death, retain your emotions when you were killed, and give you the knowledge to control the lives and deaths of others." The god's fingertips suspended red and black cards, and his voice was pleasant, "I am very Curious, will you choose to be a human or an evil spirit?"
From then on, there was an NPC named "Li Yao" on the boatman's raft.
She looks exactly like the player, and can randomly copy one of the player's skills this round.
She follows the player's team into Double Happiness Town every time, and tirelessly provides important information that points to the worldview.
During this period, there was betrayal, cooperation, being killed, and being truly grateful and admired... No matter what was experienced, all memories will disappear as the copy is reset.
Until this moment, scenes of similar and different scenes overlapped, washing away the exhausted will.
Li Yao raised her hands to cover her eyes, tears falling from her palms.
"It turns out that I am already dead...It turns out that I have been dead a long time ago...You are all dead too..."
...
"Can I live or not?" Life, death or death.”
"Yin is not yin, yang is not yang."
"False is also true, true is also false."
"Mourning is also joy, happiness is also mourning."
Bottom of the well There was a long and deep road, and Qisi walked slowly forward in the dark.
Someone was singing blessings at the top of their lungs in his ears, as if they were crying in mourning. The mournful sounds were three-dimensional and surrounded, pouring into Qisi's mind from all directions.
He frowned irritably, and his steps became faster and faster under the urging of the noise.
Finally, there was a bright color in front of my eyes, and the listless light outlined a round hole. It was not dazzling, nor could it give people the joy of new life.
Zis stepped into the light without hesitation, leaving the noise behind.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a small town shrouded in fog.
The layout of this town is very similar to that of Shuangxi Town on the ground, but the overall tone is darker and paler. The white walls and black tiles on both sides are submerged in the fog, and there is no red silk on the surface.
The lingering gray fog is piled up in layers around you, limiting your field of vision to a very small area, and you can only vaguely see the shadows coming and going in the fog.
White paper copper coins floated down from the high sky, flying all over the sky, like white butterflies emerging from the cocoon of the netherworld.
It was clearly afternoon, but in front of me was a hazy gray sky, like a polluted sky in a heavy industrial area.
Ghosts are walking around me, some are hunched, some are jumping, some are trembling and walking slowly, and some are walking in a hurry. Men, women, old and young, from all walks of life, except that their faces cannot be seen clearly, they are all welcomed and sent off as they were before they were alive.
Qisi is also a member of the Lonely Ghosts and is about to attend the meeting in a mutilated state.
As he walked forward step by step, he was passed by countless gray ghosts. His body became colder and colder, and he could gradually feel the mood of those ghosts.
Sad, unwilling, confused, relieved...
The woman who has been on the bed for a long time thinks about the young children at home, and hangs down her weak arms helplessly;
A man in his prime fell off a cliff on his way to business. Before he died, he was thinking that he still had his long-cherished wish unfulfilled;
Children did not know what death was, and they only wondered why they came to a strange place. See Not available to parents;
The old man saw all the boredom and complaints of his descendants in front of the bed, and felt the pain go away at the moment he died...
A suona sounded, and then a sad and melancholy mourning music was played, and someone sang along with it. Crying, even Qisi couldn't help but feel a bit sad.
So, in the palace of his thoughts... he told himself a joke.
"This young man——" Someone shouted from behind, his voice was low and hoarse.
Qisi turned around and looked with interest. An old man in a green gown gestured to him with dull eyes: "Excuse me, have you seen a girl? She is about that tall, with willow eyebrows and very big eyes." Liang, there are two dimples when you smile..."
The old man's clothes obviously belong to ancient times, and his long gray hair is messy. He looks like a madman: "I have been looking for her for a long time, she must be here... They hid her..."
Normally, Qiss would have considered that this old man who suddenly appeared might be an important NPC, and might have had the time to talk to him a few more words; but now, Qiss, who had nothing to offer, just wanted to die immediately.
He turned a blind eye to the old man, turned around and walked forward quickly.
Behind him, the old man murmured: "Help me find her - by the way, her name is 'Xu Yao'..."
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