Cheng Miao and others were tied up tightly with hemp ropes and thrown into the altar that Cheng Miao and Lian Ge visited last night.
The altar was also lit with countless lanterns during the day. Except that there was no skinless woman standing there, everything was the same as what Cheng Miao saw last night.
Originally, Yan Qi wanted to loot the players' props, but Qin Musong was too intimidating. Even if he was tied up, Yan Qi did not dare to do anything for a while.
In fact, he felt that this was too smooth, but neither he nor Ye Zi saw Qin Musong and Lian Ge take action, but they just had an intuition that these two people were very strong.
Intuition can also be wrong.
"Okay, wait until the person is dead to get the props. There are other things to do now." Ye Zi frowned and looked at Yan Qi.
This man appeared with a lantern when she was most hesitant and told her that there was a second way to clear the level, which was to cooperate with the villagers.
Zhou Ke died at that time, but the village chief saved his life, gave him a lantern made of human skin, and told him how to avoid the undead.
Among the remaining people, only Ye Zi is the most suitable partner, so Yan Qi saw the right time and found Ye Zi.
Ye Zi just wants to pass the level. Since cooperation can survive, there is no moral injustice.
"Don't blame us. It was you who got this copy." Ye Zi tightened the rope around Lian Ge again and went out with Yan Qi.
Ancestor worship begins in the evening. Before that, they have to explore the background of the dungeon. They can add money during settlement.
All the people left in an instant, the tunnel door was closed, and the entire altar was empty with only a few players.
Su Shuang and Qin Wu's expressions were not very good, they were frightened by this bloody scene.
Tan Wen looked around and said, "How about it? We are all in now. Can you tell us your plan?"
Cheng Miao used a fishbone dagger to help Qi Jiajia cut the rope. The little girl's hands and feet were quick and everyone was free after a while.
It's not that Yan Qi and the others didn't consider that the rope couldn't trap a few people. Firstly, the tunnel door was closed. Secondly, everyone really didn't have lanterns. Going out during the day was looking for death.
Cheng Miao moved her hands and feet and told everyone what happened last night. Su Shuang and Tan Wu were so frightened by the ghost woman in Cheng Miao's mouth that they kept hiding behind Tan Wen.
Tan Wen looked at his brother's face, which was full of hatred. The more he looked at it, the more angry he became. Tan Wen turned to talk to Cheng Miao, "What's the plan?"
Cheng Miao shrugged, "It's very simple. Qin Musong and Lian Ge control the two players. One of them lights the fire, and the others control the villagers."
Cheng Miao looked at the lantern above his head and smiled, "I think maybe once the first lantern is destroyed, the villagers won't need us to worry about controlling it."
Everyone was indifferent, burned the lanterns, and the ghosts were free. All they had to do before reincarnation was revenge.
No one sent food or water, and there was no movement in the tunnel until night.
Seeing the few people with the old god, the village chief who was carrying an unlit lantern had his turbid eyes red with anger. Cheng Miao looked behind the village chief and saw that the night was already deep. She took a deep breath and without delay, He shouted, "Do it!"
Qin Musong and Lian Ge moved so fast that Cheng Miao didn't even see them clearly, and saw that Ye Zi and Yan Qi had fallen to the ground.
No gunshots were heard, and both men were brought down through close combat.
Lian Ge patted the non-existent dust on his body and stepped on Ye Zi's right hand.
The crisp sound of bone cracking was accompanied by Ye Zi's wail, "You...you bitch!"
"boom!"
Lian Ge's gentle kick kicked Ye Zi flying up and hit the stone heavily.
Seeing Ye Zi falling to the ground motionless, everyone gulped.
Liang Ge looked sideways, held up the broken hair at the temples, and said calmly, "I just hate being scolded."
Okay, remember, remember to death.
Qin Musong and the others easily restrained Yan Qi and Ye Zi, whom the villagers thought were very powerful. This made them a little wary, and they did not move around Cheng Miao and others.
Qi Jiajia took advantage of the fact that she was small and no one noticed her, so she took out the sling and circled a torch directly.
It wasn't until Qi Jiajia lit several lanterns at once that the villagers realized what she was doing.
"Stop her, she's going to destroy the lantern!"
The lanterns in Zhangjia Village have always been the most important thing in the hearts of the villagers. When they saw Qi Jiajia trying to destroy the lanterns, the villagers were no longer afraid and rushed over like wolves and tigers.
The crowd kicked several villagers away and were surrounded again in a blink of an eye. These people have long lost their sense and are only supported by the idea of "must protect the lantern".
Just when Cheng Miao felt that there was some trouble, he suddenly felt a few more people in his peripheral vision.
"Mother...giggle..."
"Ah! Ghost!"
"No, don't kill me! Help!"
The innocent souls released by Qi Jiajia's destroyed lantern appeared behind the villagers one by one. With their bloody hands, they slowly dragged their flesh and blood relatives into the darkness, enjoying their fear and screams.
"Let's go! The villagers can't survive!" Cheng Miao roared, and Qi Jiajia threw the torch in her hand, and the flying flame lit lanterns one after another.
The yin atmosphere in the altar became stronger. No one noticed the players who ran out. The villagers screamed and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
Yan Qi stumbled to his feet in the chaos, and was about to run out when he suddenly felt a pain in his scalp, and the next moment his eyes were covered in surging red.
He turned around stiffly, and a strange-looking woman was scratching his scalp with her long nails, humming a tuneless country ballad.
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Cheng Miao and others ran desperately to the entrance of the village. Now the evil spirits are still targeting the villagers. When all the villagers are dead and the player has not left, the player will be the next to suffer.
"I'm going somewhere. Lin Zhu, you guys, set fire wherever you pass." Cheng Miao warned while putting on his "speed running shoes".
Cheng Miao looked at Qin Musong, but before he could speak, Qin Musong had already nodded and ran away in the other direction.
As expected of an old player, Cheng Miao ignored the others and ran quickly along the route in his memory.
The dilapidated alley was empty. At the end of the alley was the body of Zhang Qiao's father. He had been dead for a long time and never closed his eyes.
Cheng Miao pushed open the door of Zhang Qiao's house. The woman was not sewing a quilt today. She heard the sound of sobbing. Cheng Miao sighed secretly and walked in.
"Do you want to meet Zhang Yan?" Hearing Cheng Miao's voice, Zhang Qiao turned around in disbelief, her unrecognizable face filled with excitement, and she nodded desperately.
Cheng Miao grabbed Zhang Qiao and ran quickly to the entrance of the village. Along the way, the fire was blazing into the sky. Zhang Qiao, who was speeding in the wind, had no reaction, no surprise, and no fear.
Lin Zhu and others were already waiting at the entrance of the village. Seeing Cheng Miao coming back, Lin Zhu jumped up and down and waved, "Sister Miaomiao, you can go out now!"
Over there, Qin Musong brought another person to the entrance of the village. When he saw Zhang Qiao being pulled by Cheng Miao, he clapped his hands and laughed.
He is the village chief's second son and Zhang Yan's fiancé.
Before Cheng Miao could say anything, he felt a biting cold wind blowing from behind.
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