Xie Chen slowly came to the bridge, but he had not yet stepped onto the bridge. There were many runes engraved on it, and he could not understand what they were recording.
However, after getting on the bridge, when I was about to take the second step, I heard a faint sound of suona and gongs and drums in my ears.
These two voices were very familiar to me. After all, I was used to hearing them when I was in the mourning hall, and I even listened to them all night.
It wasn't until it was almost six o'clock in the morning, when the big red coffin was about to be taken away for cremation, that the sound of the suona and gongs and drums would stop.
I was so damn confused at first. After all, when I was about to be sent for cremation, shouldn't it be the real time when the gongs and drums were so loud?
I don't know about other places, but the customs in my hometown are indeed like this. No normal funeral of a dead person goes quietly.
Xie Chen took a breath and didn't take the suonas and gongs and drums that sounded in his ears seriously.
After all, it didn't sound in this boat, it was just in my ears, spreading and hovering indistinctly.
Those who didn’t know better thought that this copy had background music in 3D surround mode.
Xie Chen looked at the runes carved on the surrounding bridges and continued to walk forward slowly without slowing down.
When we reached the middle of the bridge, there was a twist in the road ahead.
The picture also became blurry, not in the direction of the executor, but as soon as the eyes darkened, the scene that appeared was completely different.
But he was not too surprised. As he continued to walk forward, there was a long-lost rustling sound next to him.
But it was not the sound of dead trees, but the sound of dense bamboo forests, with bamboo leaves flapping together and continuing to be blown by the wind.
Mixed with the chirping of some crickets, it is very relaxing to listen to, and even a little relaxing.
But he did not relax his vigilance because of this. Although it was dark in front of him and the road under his feet was a little muddy, he vaguely seemed to see a protruding tent.
But I'm not sure, after all, it's just a prototype.
As I continued walking forward, there were many dark clouds in the sky. It could be seen that behind these dark clouds, there was a huge bright moon.
Fortunately, the moon did not come out at this time. I seemed to remember that when I thought of these rules, one of them was that the moon's light could not shine.
Maybe the target is not the rules of the Loess Alley, but the muddy bamboo forest road itself, and these corresponding rules are applied.
"I finally understand what it means to confuse people."
After continuing to walk forward, he had arrived at the tent.
On the road a little behind, I also picked up a ball of paper that had been crumpled and thrown by someone.
It was definitely thrown from the tent, and it wasn't thrown far, just as far as a person could throw it.
After opening the ball of paper in his hand, he became more convinced of his idea.
The rules recorded in this ball of paper are almost exactly the same as those seen in the memory fragments in my mind.
In other words, I have definitely been to this place once before, but I probably failed in the end and could not complete this copy.
As for what went wrong, it may also be related to the corresponding choices made previously.
Especially at the entrance of the Loess Alley and the ancient well. In addition, it is not easy to enter the painting boat.
Maybe every decision you make will affect you to a different ending. When you enter the next scene, you will also face a different situation.
This time, I did not choose to throw away the paper ball, but folded it in half again and put it into my pocket.
At least this choice must be different from the previous ones.
Rules are indeed necessary to follow, but there are also mutually wrong implications within these rules.
For example, the rules on the note in this tent are basically different from the rules imagined at the entrance of Loess Alley.
But some of them are indeed equally applicable, but some of them have to distinguish the different functions in the two scenarios. If they just want to distinguish which one is right and which one is wrong, they will fall into an endless loop.
After continuing to walk forward, he soon came to a mountain road, which meant that he had successfully escaped from this bamboo forest path.
"The danger level of this scene is not that high."
Xie Chen said to himself, in fact, this is indeed the case. The danger level of the bamboo forest is almost zero, but the choices made here will also affect what will be dealt with in the next scene.
In fact, it is more about the decisions made before.
Just as Xie Chen was about to walk up the mountain road, he found a dazed figure in front of him, standing there and looking at himself.
There was no wind around, but the steps up the mountain were shrouded in darkness and it was impossible to even see clearly.
The guy was probably a dozen or twenty steps away from me. He was staring down from a high position, and there seemed to be some liquid dripping from his mouth.
In a daze, he seemed to be looking at a flash of scarlet. He might have guessed what it was. In addition, this guy was also covered with a layer of cloth-like things, dancing in the wind.
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and stared at this guy who gave him a great sense of security, feeling a little numb.
This guy is extremely dangerous, and he even has goosebumps on his body.
I had some foresight and did not confront this thing head-on. I immediately reached into my pocket and pressed the watch.
In ten minutes, even if this guy is a thick-skinned thing, even if it is linked to weirdness, he will be disabled in ten minutes if he is not dead.
Xie Chen glanced around, then picked up half a brick under a tree and rushed forward immediately.
As he got closer and closer, after seeing this figure, his mind inexplicably recalled a song.
Of course, under this song, the most important thing is the three things that seem to be engraved in my bones.
"White skin, blue bones, red flowers."
The guy in front of him was wearing a piece of human skin, and half of his cheek skin was tied around his neck like a scarf.
The remaining human skin spread out was exposed, and the limbs slowly floated in the air, looking very ferocious.
It can be seen that it is a white paper figure. The rough hands made of paper are holding a bamboo that exudes a bright blue light.
Although this bamboo was only half the thickness of an arm, and even a little longer than the forearm, I still felt a strong sense of danger from above.
If I were attacked by this thing, I would probably have to walk around without food.
Xie Chen swallowed and looked at the paper man whose face was covered with scarlet blood. He felt that this face was a bit familiar, as if he had seen this guy before.
But ten minutes is limited. It doesn't mean that if the time is extended, I will have free time to chat with this thing.
Xie Chen picked up the brick in his hand and hit this guy on the head.
This paper man is obviously much more durable than the previous paper man. Even though he was hit twice with bricks, his head is still strong and has no tendency to even deflate.
"Wazale, is it so wear-resistant?"
Xie Chen complained, threw the bricks in his hand aside, and kicked the paper man in the face.
My own physique has been strengthened, even if the strength of five adult men is far less than my own, it is indeed not as effective as doing it myself.
After being kicked twice, the rough face of the paper man covered in white human skin obviously lost its previous look.
Although there were no signs of damage, the entire face was covered with loess and sand, and it was rubbed yellow and looked like it was stained with excrement.
Xie Chen panted and wiped the sweat from his head, then picked up the pocket watch in his pocket and took a look. There were still three minutes left of the ten minutes of stillness.
I was stunned that I had spent seven minutes with this guy, and I was all focused on this thing.
In fact, in my own understanding, these paper figures are somewhat similar to the "zombie" in real movies.
The main attack method is still the head of the net. As long as the head is gone, the remaining limbs and arms of the body basically do not pose much of a threat.
The basis for this is that the remnant head of the white paper man in Gujing can still control the paper scraps and broken limbs on the ground to do something for himself.
I also have a long memory, and I have not been beaten for not growing taller.
Xie Chen panted and looked at the head that showed no signs of damage. After being hit so many times, there was no sign of damage. However, at the junction with the body, the paper man's head seemed to be a little loose.
The connection may not look so stable.
It was very tight before, but now you can even see the bamboo frame in the middle clearly. If you try harder, this thing may have to be broken up on the spot!
With a look of joy on his face, Xie Chen quickly continued to kick the joint where he held his neck a few times. It was better to separate this guy's head than to keep his body intact.
Controlling the body with only one head is much easier to deal with than a body.
Three minutes passed quickly without a few kicks, but I still couldn't get the head off.
As if aware of the severe beatings he had suffered during this period, the paper man in white skin let out a roar.
He himself was startled and stepped back three or four steps.
You must know that this thing is made of paper, and now it can actually make sounds with that paper mouth, which is simply unbelievable.
"Are all today's paper craftsmen so good?"
"This technology is almost as good as that of scientific researchers."
Xie Chen quickly picked up his pocket watch and pressed the time stop button again.
The white-skinned paper man who had just lifted up the cyan bone in his hand immediately froze in mid-air, and the thing in his hand did not fall down and hit him.
He had already taken a defensive posture, gesturing with the Xie Chen in front of his head with his hands. He was relieved to see this scene, at least he didn't have to worry about his head.
The moment he saw this thing lift up the blue bone in his hand, he was shocked all over.
"Another ten minutes, let me think about how to torture you to death next."
Xiechen gritted his teeth and ran back to pick up the brick that he had just thrown away. Then he stood back and threw it with all his strength at the paper man in white skin.
No matter how much I said that when I was studying, I also won two consecutive shot put competition championships. This kind of skill was only remembered the moment I pressed my pocket watch.
Bang.
The half brick in his hand hit the white-skinned paper man's face accurately, and this time even directly wiped off a small piece of paper on the side of his cheek.
Xie Chen's eyes shone, and he was even a little overjoyed.
I didn't expect that even though I had hit him a thousand times, it couldn't be compared to throwing it forward.
However, I haven't used it for two or three years. After throwing it like this, my arm still feels a little raw.
Especially since this tile was very rough to begin with, the wound on my palm had just solidified, and the moment I threw it out, the sharp corner scratched a full circle on the wound.
It can be said that the pain made him grin.
"Damn it, if I do this again it will kill me. If you don't die, I will die first."
Xie Chen cursed and kicked the paper man several times, then added another seven or eight punches.
However, two of the punches hurt the wounds in his palms, and he grimaced in pain again. Fortunately, the paper man's abdomen was more fragile than other parts. After just two punches, the clothes in the middle had already fallen out. Some scraps of paper.
At least it can still play some small role.
But at this rate, I still don’t know how many times I’ll have to press my pocket watch.
If the pocket watch fails in this situation, he will probably be chased all the way back based on the ability of this man in white paper to withstand attacks.
After looking at his pocket watch, he found that there were only the last five minutes left. Xie Chen breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground to rest.
From the moment he pressed the pocket watch, he kept typing for nearly five minutes without stopping.
At that age when I was in school, my naive self had never been so tired from making a date.
It feels like I have fought all the battles I have never fought in my life.
After resting for another two minutes, he played non-stop for another two minutes.
In the last minute left, he quickly distanced himself and watched the paper man in front of him regain his movement.
This guy must have suffered the blow from the brick he threw earlier. His whole body took a step back. Without standing up straight, he stepped on the ground and fell to the ground.
Then the seven minutes of beating time that he added up all took effect. This thing lay on the ground and howled crazily, holding the blue bone in his hand and waving the surrounding air crazily.
Not wanting to give him any time to breathe, he quickly pressed the pocket watch for the third time, and the scene was frozen as this guy was lying on the ground struggling.
Xie Chen used his other hand, which was in better condition, to pick up the brick on the ground and prepare to continue to provide this guy with one-stop service.
The previous copies failed repeatedly because clear information had not yet been obtained, and even with the function of a pocket watch, it was difficult to do so.
Now I can really feel good about myself.
