I suspect I’m a horror novel NPC.
Every time a person dies in the village, there will be a small and numerous group of 10 non-residents visiting the next day.
They will disappear silently in seven days.
One.
“Mrs. Boss, we’re here on a tour, please help us…”
I didn’t wait for the red-haired man in front of me to finish, and I put the ten keys that were ready on the table.
“Ten rooms, five on the first floor and five on the second floor. I’m sorry.
The lead redhead man and the short-haired able-bodied woman looked at each other and reached for the key.
A boy in a grey coat suddenly made a sound.
“Mrs. Boss, how do you know we’re ten? I’m sorry.
The red-headed man heard that and put his body in place, and then looked at the boy with a hard look.
Every time a dead person died in the village, 10 people came to visit the next day.
My little hotel is open at the entrance to the village, and most of the tourists will live with me.
When Master Zhao died yesterday, I prepared the keys. Of course, there was no need to tell them.
I pretended I didn’t hear you and repeated what I just said.
“Ten rooms, five on the first floor and five on the second floor. I’m sorry.
The boy in the gray coat was scared by a red-haired man and he didn’t dare talk again.
“Mrs. Boss, we want two people to live in one, okay? I’m sorry.
Watching them distribute the keys, short-haired, able-bodied women asked.
If two people live in one room, I’ll make half of it, and this year I’ll make a little money on the tourists.
I pulled my face down, and I responded with a bit of a hard answer:
“No, the rule is that one must be alone. I’m sorry.
Short-haired women seem to have thought of something, some of which has changed their face and stopped making noise.
I just remembered when I saw them all set up a room and turned around and left.
“Don’t go to the two rooms in the middle of the second floor. They’re dirty. I’m sorry.
They seem to have heard something terrible and fled to the room of their choice.
I had a yawn, and the two rooms were really dirty, and every time they came, there was no need to clean up so many rooms.
I realized after the yawns that there was one other person who didn’t go back to his room and he stood by and looked at me.
Two.
I’ve got a big alarm in my heart. This guy, he’s staring at me for nothing.
I pretended to be a 20-year-old man with short hair and white shirts, and looked so spiritual.
He found me looking at him, smiled at me, picked up the key to the room that was closest to me at the front desk and turned back to the room.
I looked back when I was about to enter the room.
What a weirdo.
After a while, the ten men took a rest and came to the front desk.
I know they’re going to ask me some strange questions, but after all, there’s nothing wrong with taking money.
“Hu, Zhi should have taught you the rules before you came in, and thought about it, everything had to be done to me. I’m sorry.
The red-haired man walked away and whispered at the boy in the grey coat.
The boys are in the same spot.
The short-haired woman on the side was playing round.
“Ho, if you have any questions, ask me or Hung, don’t talk to the NPC, it’s bad if you break the rules. I’m sorry.
“It’s just an E-class world, be careful, follow us and promise to get you out of here. I’m sorry.
I picked my eyebrow. Is this NPC talking about me?
They don’t seem to be at all afraid that I’m going to hear them and say that they’re at the front desk.
It also referred to props, rules, and a fog.
But eavesdropping, after all, is not a good thing, and I’m confused and confined to my heart as if I didn’t hear it.
“Is there anything unusual in the village lately? I’m sorry.
The red-haired man also pushed over a lot of money and was a good man.
I kept the money and said what I had prepared.
“Major Zhao died yesterday, but I heard that he had gone uneasy. I’m sorry.
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“The corpse is a fraud! I’m sorry.
Several people in front of the front desk were face-to-face, and the timid talk had been brought with them.
Hung, do you hear me? She said it was a fraud, a fraud…”
A girl in light makeup stretches her hand over Hung’s arm and shakes like shit.
Hung’s hand was shot on the girl’s arm, and there seemed to be some confusion, looking at short-haired women and asking:
“Are you sure it was a fraud? I’m sorry.
Listening to him, I was a little upset, and I couldn’t go to the village for a month to buy a few times.
“You’ve heard the story. Ask the village. I’m sorry.
Maybe they heard the impatience of my words, and they stopped asking questions and whispering.
“Young Man, what do you think?”
Hong Qing shouted at the white shirt man behind the crowd.
It’s that weirdo who’s staring at me.
Yeung Wen came by, looked at me, and said to Hong Yi:
“Let’s go ask the village. I think she’s telling the truth. NPC doesn’t have to lie to us. I’m sorry.
Hung Noding, greeting the rest of the people, if you want to go with him, ask him in the village, and if you don’t want to wait for death.
I’ve got a white eye in my heart, and I’m not here for this.
In their words, they were new and barely hesitated to leave the house immediately after Hong Kong.
The time passed quickly, and as soon as the night arrived, they came back.
But some of the 10 people who went out in the morning, as I was surprised, are now only five.
And that white shirt of Yang’s isn’t there either.
The blood-stained Hung Ting ran into the hotel door and grabbed my hair.
“Little bitch, didn’t you say you were alone? There’s no one alive in that village! I’m sorry.
4
As soon as Hong’s hand was pulled into my hair, I suddenly had a strange mechanic sound in my head.
“Congratulations to Yang Wen, Jong-ho, Hong Jing, Mi Jia… ten people… triggers the “E” World Sunny Village to hide a copy, “S” World, “Cunny Village” I’m sorry.
“Congratulations on the “Lucky House” achievement.
With this sound, the hand of Hung’s ripping my hair loose and the face turned white.
It does not look like luck when he sits in a chair next to the front desk while he’s resting.
I’ve been cleaning up my twisted hair for the first time since I opened a hotel.
The five men who had returned were measured, the short-haired women and the Hu Xiaoquan in the grey coat.
The light make-up girl was shaved on her arm, and that’s how she tried to get the blood on Hung.
“What do you mean by the system radio? I’m sorry.
Light-faced girls are still bleeding wounds on their arms and their tears continue to flow down.
A short-haired woman named Micah gave her a plaster with a wound on her body.
“Ma’am, have you ever heard of Cinderella?” I’m sorry.
And then I sorted out the hair that was just pulled by Hong Po, pretended to think about it, and then shook my head.
“Don’t know, never heard of it. I’m sorry.
I’m just a regular NPC, but I hate it.
But even more important to me is why I can hear this broadcast, which, according to them, I am NPC and should not be exposed to.
There was also some tremors in the hand and a sip of tea on the table.
“This time, I’m afraid, it’s a very rare time for us to see this S-rated copy of Cinderella. I’m sorry.
Micah Gako’s eyes were lit up.
“Does anyone crack this copy? I’m sorry.
Hong Qi sighs and shakes his head.
“The last time I appeared, it was three years ago, and the first one was folded here. I’m sorry.
5
Miyukia’s face has also become pale, and he’s still fighting hard:
“Listening to the radio, the mission was triggered by ten people, so it’s clear that Yang Wen and the others are fine. We’ll come back and think about it. I’m sorry.
As soon as it was finished, the hotel door opened, and it was Yang Wen and the remaining few.
When they came in, Yang took a look at me and saw my back cool.
When I saw everyone, I was ready to sneak back to my room.
“Ma’am, look here. I’m sorry.
I heard someone calling me, and the conditions turned back.
Yeung Wen is holding two slapping dolls in his hand and holding hands together.
I just feel a flash of light.
Hung Lin saw Yang’s doll and jumped as if he had stepped on his tail.
“Five-star props, a loyal partner, can bind a NPC, in good faith, through a D-class world. I’m sorry.
I don’t understand what a prop means, but I understand the second sentence and despise me.
Yang didn’t talk to him. He just kept saying to me:
“Mrs. Boss, please come with us to the village. I’m sorry.
Six.
“S-class worlds can be two things, either to find out the truth or to survive, either way, and we must now return to the village. I’m sorry.
I’m leading the way, followed by a huge crowd of 10 people, making me uncomfortable, and I’ll have to find a chance to get rid of them.
The last time I went to the village was half a month ago, I had to learn about the village from the occasional rest of the village, which I had never been on.
It’s dark, but it’s a full moon, and it’s full of moonlight.
It’s not true that Hung said there’s no one alive in the village. I looked around.
Just a few miles into the village entrance, a gray fog spreads, and the scenery that was clear around it becomes blurred.
There was a group of dailies dressed in garbs. There were dozens of people walking around while the red bags were spilling around, blowing and beating, and it was very lively.
I looked at Hong Po. That’s what you said.
But I found that his face was very unorthodox, and that there was no sarcasm.
He was shivering at the side of the huddled spring and he was holding his mouth tight and afraid to make a sound.
I looked at the person who was carrying the car and the person who was leading the way, and I was blindfolded in red.
When they came out of the village, the fog spread and I heard them relax.
I’m sorry.
“There’s no such thing as a late-night kiss, and there’s no one in the palanquin and the groom in front.” I’m sorry.
There’s an adjunct next to it:
“And these people walk gently, as if they were papered. I’m sorry.
I glanced at them, how no one was in the saloon for such a long time, and marriage in the village couldn’t have been careless.
“Hey, have any of you seen Fang Lin and the brightest?” He was here. He disappeared.
“Aah…”
There was a scream behind me, and I turned back, and a little girl with a pony tail sat on the floor, shaking her hands and pointing forward, and she couldn’t say a word.
And I looked to her in the direction of her finger, and before her there was a man and a woman, two papermen in a great red dress, laughing and standing exaggeratingly.
7
I looked around, counted, and eight of the 10 people who entered the village together were left, and two were missing.
The girl with the light makeup is missing, and she should be Fang.
Hung’s eyes are red, and the chuen standing next to me is coming towards me.
Just before my hand came across me, it was cut off by a man wearing glasses.
“Let’s talk about it and be impulsive. I’m sorry.
I was surprised where this glasses guy came from, and I never noticed that there was another guy in the team.
Hung was breathing and pushed the glasses man.
“Jong-ho, get out of the way. I’m sorry.
His fingers were shaking in my voice:
“You tell me, where’s Fong Lin and the bright and bright? I’m sorry.
I took a step back, pointing at two weirdos standing next to me.
“They’re supposed to be bride grooms. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if I’m scaring you.
“What do you mean by that?”
I turned my head to the man who asked me to stop Hung, Jong-ho, who helped me stop Hong-gi, and I had a few feelings about what he did.
“This is the custom in the village, half-time during the night of matrimony, the paper man for the new man, who now leaves the paper man who must have left with them. I’m sorry.
I’ve been crucified.
“When I was at the hotel, you said you’d never heard of Cinderella Village. I’m sorry.
I’m in the middle of something. It’s over.
8
“You know, why don’t you say that if you did, they wouldn’t…”
Hung Pil struggled to reach me again, and I would have long memory, but I took a step back and moved away from him.
“You scared me when you pulled my hair. I forgot. I’m sorry.
I took two steps back, and I planned to run as soon as they did.
It’s not my fault that the eyes were staring at Yang and his face was a little heavy.
“Hong Pil, apologize to her. I’m sorry.
I looked up and looked up, and tomorrow the sun will rise from the west.
Hung’s face is red, but he’s unrefuted.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
I’m humming in my heart, but the good guys don’t have to lose. There’s so many of them. I don’t have to fight them.
“I know a little bit about the village, not much, but in the village. I’m sorry.
I thought about it for a while.
“Our village is called Yangqing village, but the name was changed when Zou came to build the village. I’m sorry.
I’m also a busy village. I don’t remember much, but I remember it slowly.
The first generation of Yyangjing village came here a hundred years ago, in the midst of war and chaos, and they had to flee to this remote village to survive.
It also started at that time, but it also recorded a very strange thing.
The village of Yangqing is not built by its ancestors.
When the ancestors arrived, both village fields and house farm tools existed.
But such a village is full of life and there is no one else.
9
Speaking of which, I heard them pouring a little air.
I’ve raised a little bit of joy in my heart, and I can’t kill you.
“And then?” Is there anything else about the village? I’m sorry.
Young Wen’s voice came out right next to me, and I looked at him with vigilance and made sure that there was nothing strange in his hand to keep talking:
“It was then that they found no one around, and it was assumed that the village had been relocated and that it had been settled there. I’m sorry.
“There is also something of a descriptive nature, which, apart from some strange customs, is mostly vague and known only as the village of the past, called the “Face Ridge”. I’m sorry.
“It was a little unlucky to call the village, or perhaps to take over the village, and then become the village of the Yang. I’m sorry.
Watching them wait for me to go on, I shook my head.
“I really don’t know anything else. That’s all I remember. I’m sorry.
Yang Noded and asked:
“Do you know where the words you said earlier about the Queens Village are? I’m sorry.
I hesitated to say:
“Maybe at the village chief’s house. I’m sorry.
Yang stopped answering and turned around and said:
“Founding and Smart, though inexperienced, have props that can be taken away without a word. They must have been prepared, even if the boss had said so in advance. I’m sorry.
Hong Qi, thinking of the strange situation just now, was suffocating and stopped making noise.
Yang turned around and looked at the direction of the village entrance, and found it covered with fog and was no longer able to leave the village, and said to the rest:
“Let’s go to the village chief’s house and figure out what happened in the village. I’m sorry.
I had to take them in the direction of the village chief, and then I stopped.
Looking around, I found this village so strange, it’s not the village I know!
10
When I stopped, Yang looked around and seemed to find something.
“This village seems a little different from when we arrived this afternoon. I’m sorry.
“Of course it’s different. Our village is a big house, but look at this…”
I wasn’t finished yet, but I was interrupted by the excitement of her:
“This is Cinderella Village! I’m sorry.
Yang’s view sweeps the surrounding earthhouses.
“This is supposed to be the village of pussy, and we are now in it more than a hundred years ago. I’m sorry.
Yang is looking at me again.
“Do you have any of your villages that have never been demolished? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“The temple was not opened, the village elders said it was an evil place, and no one dared to do it, and it was kept. I’m sorry.
“Where’s the temple?”
“In the middle of the village. I’m sorry.
We’ve just arrived in front of the Caveville Hall, and we haven’t been waiting.
It’s this gray fog again. It’s just that it’s gone, and now it’s two fewer people.
But unlike just now, there is no red-clothed family member in the mist, but instead a little bit of a child’s song.
“The newlywed, the newlywed,
“In red flowers, in red clothes,
“Take the groom to the High Hall,
“and visit the temple,
“Today we will be busy at home.”
“to buy new food in tomorrow’s city!” I’m sorry.
The strange fairy tales were getting closer and someone shouted in the panic, which seemed to be the voice of Jong-ho, a man with glasses.
“Don’t go into the hall!”
Eleven.
But in the face of this strange situation, no one cares what he says. A hive of beehives is pouring into an open hall, trying to escape this terrible fog as soon as possible.
And in a state of panic, as I was about to be pushed into the hall, a cold hand pulled me out.
When the yellow light flashed before me, I found myself in a dirt room in the village.
I am also with several people, Yang Wen, Hong Qi, Mi Jia Jia, Jong-ho, Hu Xiaoquan.
Zhong-ho’s fine anchor, with warm yellow light in its hands, is slowly dispersing.
“Why don’t you bring them with you a five-star prop, the anchor of hope!” I’m sorry.
Hong Zheng was a little uncontrollable and questioned Jong-ho.
Jong-ho shakes his head, stretches his hand and throws a glass ball, hangs in the air and releases cold and white light.
“I realized that the gray fog was trying to force us into the hall. They’re already in. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Hong Qi sat on the ground in a state of grief.
“We were just trying to get an E-class world score. How could this happen? I’m sorry.
After that, he seemed to have reacted to something and raised his head.
“Why are you and Yang carrying so many five-star props with you? I’m sorry.
“And why are you taking her with you? I’m sorry.
He reached out a finger and pointed straight at me.
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“It has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with her. If you want to increase your chances of being alive, don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
Jong-ho took away the look of the old good man, and he was a bit agitated, or perhaps he didn’t want to get too nervous, and he added:
“She’s tied up with props and we’re on our side. She just gave us a lot of clues. I’m sorry.
I watched and lamented the atmosphere between several people.
But it has nothing to do with me. I’m upset that I’m involved for no reason.
His hands were in the back of the cupboard, and he touched a couple of red-paper-packed sugars, and he put it in his mouth without thinking.
“What are you eating?”
Yang, who was next to him, extended his hand to me, and I reluctantly put the remaining sugars in his hand.
He reached out with his hand stomping, as if he had thought of something.
“We know it’s just a hundred years ago, but the exact time is not clear. I’m sorry.
Jong-ho went to another room looking for it.
I am surprised that Jong-ho is a man who cannot even feel his existence as long as he does not speak or act.
Yang seems to have seen my doubts.
“The glasses of Jong-ho are also a props to reduce his presence in the eyes of the NPC. I’m sorry.
So, if I think about it, nod, then I’ll react.
I’m not a nPC, I’m the innkeeper.
13
Yang smiled at my reaction, didn’t say anything, only said hello to Hong Qi and they looked for clues.
I didn’t want to help them. After all, they took me to this weird place for no reason.
We’re supposed to be in the kitchen, and I’m bored and I can’t get a bowl in the cupboard.
I’ve had a great deal of success, and I’ve done everything I could.
I heard a voice looking back at me.
“The boss is so pitiful! I’m sorry.
I’m swinging. It’s all a little bit of a trick.
His hand was shaking, banging, something fell off the bottom of the bowl.
I looked down and had to get stuck in this dirt room, and I found a piece of gold in the cupboard.
Hu Xiaoquan came and stopped and greeted Yang Wen.
Yang Wen took the gold and measured it.
Jong-ho also came with a few pieces of red sugar paper in his hand, pointing to the rich food on the table.
“I’ve just touched the food in the pot, and there’s still some temperature, and the family should have just left. I’m sorry.
Yang noded his head, raised his hand with sugar wrapped in red sugar, and gave his own inference:
“The family did not finish its meal, nor even took the gold, and left in an urgent manner. I’m sorry.
“I have a bold inference that the family received the sugar, left at night and went to the wedding. I’m sorry.
Hung frown.
“Even if we go to the wedding, we can’t eat dinner. I’m sorry.
Yang Wen agreed to nod.
“In the words of the idea, this anomaly suggests that they are likely to be forced to attend, so who, with so much energy, can force a family to attend the wedding? I’m sorry.
Hung Peng punched his fist and bit his teeth and said:
“It must be the new bride-in-law in the gray song! I’m sorry.
14
Jong-ho answered.
“As soon as we find the truth about the bride-in-law, we should be able to pass through this world!” I’m sorry.
“Well, let me interrupt, which one of you has seen Katya. I’m sorry.
Hu Xiaoquan carefully intervened.
Listen to him, it’s true that I haven’t seen that short hair yet.
Soon after they entered the game, Hong Qi and Mi Jia have been partners.
Now that she’s gone missing, it’s natural that Hong Qi is the most urgent.
He had blue lights on his hands and a big-hand dog appeared on the floor and smelled everywhere.
Suddenly I smelled something and ran towards the door.
The door was filled with a red-paper bag of sugar, accompanied by a black bag that was always on her back.
I feel like a chill rises from behind and I hate to spit out the sweets I just ate.
Yeung Wen watched Hung pick up the buns on the ground and thought about it and said:
“Jong-ho, you and Hong-kyu determine the direction of her disappearance. I’m sorry.
I walked into my neighbor’s house after Yang’s body and Hu Xiaoquan hesitated to stay with Hung.
In the next house, as in the previous one, there were meals on the kitchen table and a few sugars on the side.
Yang didn’t pay attention to this. He went straight to see where his house was hiding the most valuable items.
I looked up and down, and I pulled a little bag out of a hole next to the stove, and I opened it and it was a little bit of gold.
Yang Wen saw me find it and came over and shot me in the shoulder.
“You still look so good. I’m sorry.
Again.
“Don’t be afraid, I’ll take you out. I’m sorry.
I was careful to hide from his hand. You’re the one I’m most afraid of. Where else would you take me?
Yang seemed to be a little lost, and he was groaning and looking down at the small piece of gold in his hand.
“This gold seems to have melted itself, and the process is rough. What is it that melts?” I’m sorry.
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“We have found the location of Gaja. I’m sorry.
Hu Xiaoquan ran in and out.
“Where?”
“The mountains behind the Caucasian Village. I’m sorry.
Yang turned around and asked me:
“What does the Back Mountain do, you know?”
I swallowed saliva.
“Yes, a mass grave. I’m sorry.
When Jong-ho met them, we rushed to the back of the valley.
This is a time when the hills behind the shadows are different from the mass graves on the mountains behind the sun, which I later knew well.
This is supposed to be the tombs of the ancestors of the valleys, where wooden tombstones are laid.
The big-ass puppy was still running, and finally disappeared in front of a grave.
Hung Qi did not wait for us to react, and the hand waved and several tools appeared on the ground, and the grave was dug without a word.
Yang Wen, too, started working together, and a dark coffin was revealed, with a banging sound.
The grave was dark in the depths, and I had to turn around and not go too far.
I looked at a grave with a tablet, and detailed the name on it, and suddenly I found a strange grave.
There was no deposit from the erector, nor was there any date of birth or birth of the deceased, but it was written in simple and simple terms, and the tomb of the Korean Queens.
But I am even more concerned that most of the tombstones in this cemetery are carved in the village of Liu’s surname, which must be Liu’s name even if he dies.
This grave is filled with a pile of tributes and unburned paper money. Who the hell is this Korean Qingcheng and why is a foreigner receiving so much?
16
A couple of men over there opened the coffin, and it’s just a beautiful little body that lacks oxygen and is dying.
“I was at the door, and a gray fog came at me, so I was ready. I’m sorry.
She was pulled out of her coffin by Hong Qi. She was able to breathe for a while.
“I don’t have a long-distance prop, but there’s a four-star prop known as the testimony of the dead, which brings me to a dead person with important links to the world today, and I’ll bet on it.” I’m sorry.
When Yang heard this, his eyes were so bright, he suddenly turned to me, and somehow I seemed to know what he was going to say, and reached out to the tomb of Han’s Qingh.
Yang has no hesitation in pointing to the grave.
“Drive this grave. I’m sorry.
It is a good thing that there are still a lot of people left, and it’s not too long before you open up the coffin of Han’s Qinghui, whose body has become a dead bone.
Yeo Wen reached out and threw a doctor-like little doll, which fell on the bones and turned into a white light.
Jong-ho read the message on white light:
“Men, about 25 years old, died of poisoning, dying about a year ago. I’m sorry.
Yeung Wen jumped into the coffin, went up and down for a while, and brought two things.
One is a half-breathed groom’s dress, the other is a walking watch!
Yeo Wen looks at his hands as he does not belong to this backward mountain village and looks up.
“I think I know where their gold came from. I’m sorry.
17
Yang looks at us and explains:
“This watch has been moving for a year and must have been of great value at the time. Remember that song we heard at the lobby? I’m sorry.
“The newlywed, the newlywed,
“In a red flower, in a red dress, with the bridegroom in the high hall,
“Today we’re busy at our wedding house, and tomorrow we’ll buy new food in the city.” I’m sorry.
And there was a small spring next to it with a good memory, and the song heard at that time was whispered back.
Hung listened softly and reached out and photographed Hu Xiaoquan’s head.
“Don’t read it. It’s cold in my back. I’m sorry.
Yang didn’t notice them.
“That’s it. The song says that holding the groom means that the groom is likely to be dead by then, and the last two sentences, where do you come from? I’m sorry.
He reached out with his hand and held up the watch.
“This means that villagers get a lot of money when they get married, and even their families get a small piece of gold. I’m sorry.
18
Just as Yang had said this, a cloud had passed.
It’s like someone’s crying in grief.
Jong-ho noded his head.
“If it starts with a song, it’s a betrothal, which goes hand in hand with what we used to do when we first entered the village. I’m sorry.
He turned in the direction of the hall, where the grey fog was provoking red light.
“How can a dead man go into a cave? I’m sorry.
Hung and Hu Xiaoquan stood by Mi Jia, and said with some fear:
“Can we wait till dawn? I’m sorry.
Jong-ho looked and shook his head.
“It’s 7:00 in the morning and the sun won’t shine. Moreover, as the village of Yangqing was recorded as a dead village when they arrived, if we failed to clear customs as soon as possible, we would end up in the same way as the villagers of the Shiqing. I’m sorry.
“Even in the game, history cannot be changed. I’m sorry.
After a little rest, I was ready to leave for the temple.
Before I left, I hesitated to pull Yang, and he came back.
I’m referring to the dead body of Han’s screech in the back coffin.
“Did the bride want to see him again? I’m sorry.
Yang didn’t hesitate, turned his hands, pulled out a whale doll, sent out a light of light, blue, and immediately collected the bones.
Some of the things I didn’t expect were that he didn’t take away his props, but put them in my hand.
19
When we arrived at the entrance to the temple, we were in shock.
It’s a little different from what we did when we came here.
The guests came in and out, knocked on the drums, and the firecrackers fell on the door as if they were getting married.
But when I got close, I found out that both the guests and the servants who came were all paper people.
“Shall we go inside?”
And the spring next to it hesitated to ask.
“I’m going in. I’m going in. I’ll see what happens. I’m sorry.
Yang Wen is just leaving. I’m going to follow him a few steps.
“I’ll go with you. I’m sorry.
I’m a little scared of him, but I’d like to get out of here as soon as possible.
Yang Noded, reached out his hand to me and commanded the others:
“You will stay outside, and if anything changes, you will back up in time.” I’m sorry.
Yang Wen used a troupe to disguise himself as a paperman, and I stretched out my hand on Yang’s arm, pretending to be a couple and walking slowly towards the chapel.
When I came to the door, a young boy dressed in red paper stopped us and lifted his tray.
We walked straight inside, and for a moment the space seemed static.
The servants and guests who received them stopped their actions and were staring at us.
I’ve been thinking about it.
No, Yang has used props.
I put my hand in the pocket of Yang Wen pants and took out two small pieces of gold that we had found in the village’s house, and placed it in a tray held by the paper boy.
As soon as the gold reached the plate, the space moved and the paperman returned to his busy normal, as if nothing had happened.
I’m relieved that Yang tumbled my hand on his arm.
We’re walking inside the hall, where it’s bright and festive, and it’s almost the same as a real marriage.
We sat at the nearest table from the door, and when I looked around and tried to find something, Yeung whispered to me:
“Don’t look up. I’m sorry.
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But I feel like I’m born with a few turns, and the more he doesn’t, the more curious I am.
Looking up, it just feels like the brain blows, and it’s empty, and it loses its ability to think.
The bodies of the villagers were hanged in red cloths on the high and spacious halls, with men, women and children, crowds, people and people hanging together in deathless conditions.
Even in the corner I found three of the first three people who had entered the hall, who had also been hanged on them, should have been dead for a long time.
I kept my mouth shut and I was afraid to scream.
And the other side of the hall, the wedding has begun.
The main protagonists of the wedding were Fan Lin and the bright and bright ones who had disappeared in the smoke of the village.
They’re all pale, they’re all very stiff, and I look to Yang.
He shook his head with no choice, meaning they were dead.
Just as we were going to continue to see what was going to be the difference in this hall, a smog came and a few people came in.
Waiting at the door to support us, behind them, I saw the new bride.
Without the phantom, she was wearing a red wedding dress, small, covered in red, and blinded, and I was surprised that her belly was so tiny!
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When she reached out with a white hand, she was about to be taken to the nearest Hu Koizumi, and Yang threw her a watch she had found in the tomb of Han Qingh.
A small pocket watch hit on the bride, and she stunned and reached out with her bare hands.
And just as she’s only a few seconds away, Yang shouted:
Jong-ho! I’m sorry.
Jong-ho, the glasses man, has somehow dived behind the bride’s ghost, disfigured a golden rifle in his hand, with light gold on it.
The next Hong Qi screamed:
“The five-star prop Caesari spear!”
The Zhong-ho over there, with a spear coming out of the back of the bride’s body, and stabbing straight.
The bride seemed to have sensed the danger behind her, and was barely able to escape the spear’s thorn, and had reached out to Jong-ho, who had just been attacked.
As the bride ran into Jong-ho, a red chain appeared on her waist, and Yang died in her hands.
“It’s a demon-so!” There’s a great deal of restraint for a ghost, even in a five-star prop. Who are they? I’m sorry.
I see the three of them are still in shock, hiding behind a table, making a kind reminder:
“Look behind you. I’m sorry.
Micah responded first and turned his head, and the entrance to the lobby was blocked by the paperman.
The paperman’s face had become bitter because of the happy look of marriage.
As she waved her hand, a gold mask was hallucinating, and they were wrapped in it and the paperman was temporarily absent.
And I looked to the bride, who had been held by the demons in Yang’s hand, and for only a moment, the stabbing of the Caesarian spear turned in a violent way, stabbing the bride in the back of her back, with great force, and nailing her to the wall of the temple.
The two men, Yang Wen Jong-ho and Yang, worked very well together.
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Is it over? Did I just die watching a ghost bride crucified on the walls of the temple to kill hundreds of ghost brides in the village?
With this in mind, I cannot help but look up and look at the bodies of the villagers hanging from the roof of the temple.
Hundreds of bodies were still hanging on the roof, but, unlike just now, the bodies are now starting to shake slightly, their skin looks like a blade, and the red muscle texture below appears.
The blood that has been cooled slowly drops, but it does not wait to fall on the ground, and it is sucked away by a powerful suction, and I see it on the tracks where it is being sucked away, the source of which is the bride’s detestation nailed to the wall.
The bride was nourished with blood and a heavy stench of decay, but the strange thing was that the white palms she embraced were getting red.
Her body rotated with grey fog, which appeared to have heard numerous cries and calls for help.
Fortunately, Yang Wen and Jong-ho were prepared to be killed so easily, with little or no prop, with a golden obfuscated gossip mirror, and in front of the bride.
On the other side, the paperman, with no idea what order he had received, began to attack their light gold mask on Hong Kong.
Although the paperman in front of the paperman came into contact with the mask, the paperman was too large, and the light of the light of the lighten gold mask became dim and shudder.
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I’m hiding behind the table, my brain is running fast, and we’re gonna die here if we don’t figure it out.
Before we left the cemetery, we looked at the tombstones and graves and found no more strange places.
But think about it, it’s the strangest thing. If we’re married, why not bury the bride with the groom?
What about the bride’s grave?
I think of that song, “The dead don’t go into the cave, the bride’s last place is the hall.”
Will the bride’s bones be in this hall?
I can’t help but think of it as a cold air, when the people of this age say they’re in the ground, and it’s too bad if they leave the bones of the bride here.
And We measured the halls of the candles and the colours, and the eyes fell on the most veneer.
Placing the bride’s bones in the cathedral is nothing more than a villager’s lack of heart and a desire to suppress them with an ancestral card, which is most likely under the card.
Before I step up the wall and move slowly to the tablets, I’m just going to take a closer look at what’s underneath, and a red silk is tied to my neck.
I went back to the dead Fang and the bright and bright ones, who were dressed in a dress, one in red, one in red, one in death, and I couldn’t breathe.
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You’re not gonna die here, are you?
I just thought that the blue light was the little whale doll that Yang had given me earlier, and he opened his mouth and swallowed two dead faces.
I picked up the doll that fell on the ground and squeezed it. That’s a good thing.
It’s not too late to start with business.
I’ve swept down all the positions of the ancient village on the counter, carefully groping the edges of the counter, and repeatedly, and really found them.
At an inch below the counter, there was a small gap, and I used all my energy to lift it.
I haven’t seen what’s in there yet, and it’s a faint whirlwind, and it’s a stench of rotting gas coming from behind me.
Wait for me to react, but I think there’s someone holding me in the back.
“Do whatever you want, don’t worry about the rest. I’m sorry.
It was Yang. I only felt my back damp with warm blood, but I did not look back, and there was a voice in the meditation that told me to believe him.
I see a bride’s bones under the counter.
The bones of the body, in red dress, and the limbs and a few long nails on each of their heads, can still feel how inhuman the bride was.
This is it.
“Gaga, don’t!”
It’s the voice of Hong Kong, and I don’t look back and I don’t know how bad it is.
Hurry up, I swung a little whale in my hand, a flash of blue light, and the kosher bones appeared in front of you, lying right next to the bride’s bones.
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As soon as the Korean hysteria appeared, the space seemed to be condensed, and suddenly the surroundings became strangely silent.
When I turned back, I saw the bride as if she had been settled, she was stuck, Yang was breathing with a pole, her abdomen were red, Jong-ho’s glasses were gone, blood was on her face, and it was scary.
The previously violent paperman at the door turned into ash, slowly dispersing, and the floodling weeping in the arms of a young girl who had no breath, with a long, green sword on his side.
Is this really the end of the story, and I slowly retreated, holding Yang, who is already in a state of uncertainty, and watching with vigilance the dead bride.
All of a sudden, she moved, and I was shocked, and Yang shot me on the back, suggesting that I should not be afraid.
The bride turned slowly, completely out of the agility he had just shown, went at a very slow pace to the two-casualty supply, standing for a long time and lying in.
A flash of white light came before us with two new men dressed in glamorous clothes, and the bride was small, and I recognized him at once.
She’s not wearing a cap, she smiles so nicely, she has a little pear vortex on her side, and the groom is warm and he looks down on the bride.
They came together, saluted us, turned around, walked into the white light, and then faded.
The sun shines through the door of the hall and it’s morning.
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“Congratulations on Yang Wen, Jong-ho, Hong and Hu Xiaoquan’s success in passing the S-class World Crush Village chat, please leave the world as soon as possible and the reward has been sent to the mailbox.
I looked out in the bright sky, and I slowly reacted to Yang.
“Are you leaving?”
Yang Wen’s head is nodding.
“Yeah, you need anything else? I’m sorry.
I took a look at the mess of the halls and the bodies hanging from the top of them.
“Can we burn these bodies and the brides and their bodies?” I’m sorry.
Yang seemed a little surprised, but he did.
Hung Lin and Hu Xiaoquan cried red in their eyes and brought together the bodies of their former partners and burned them together.
When I saw the fire on the open courtyard, I saw why no trace of anyone had been recorded in the Yangjing village log, which was when we burned it.
A giant door engraved with a complex pattern slowly rises next to the open ground, and it appears to have a huge star current.
Hung and Hu Xiaoquan simply said hello, and Jong-ho did not stop, noding at Yang and turned around and entered the gate.
Yeung Wen stood at the gate and looked at me like a tummy, smiling:
“Is there really nothing else I can help you with? I have to go. I’m sorry.
At the beginning, I was really tired and afraid of Yang, but somehow I could only attribute this strange mood to the routing that he used, thinking that he was going to leave, and that his heart was lost in secret.
My nose is a little sour, but my head shakes.
“No more. I’m sorry.
I see Yang walking through the door, and we should never see each other again after this.
But he didn’t take a few steps and suddenly turned to me again.
“But I have a little favor to ask the lady of the boss. I’m sorry.
And when his voice came down, I discovered that I had a fine silver chain on my waist, and it was as if it had consciously led me into the door.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, Yang-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dong-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-d-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-d-d-d-ding-d-ding-d-ding-d-d-ding-d-ding-ding-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d- I’m sorry.
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I woke up on a clear day.
When I opened my eyes, Yang was sitting next to me with apples, and it was Yang’s special skill to cut an apple, and it kept going.
He wasn’t too surprised to see me wake up, so he shoved a cut apple in his mouth and let me up.
I’m a little upset. I thought the apple was for me.
Yang seems to have seen my face and eaten another apple.
“You’ve been in a coma for three years, and even though Dr. Yang’s good hands returned to spring, you’ve just woken up and can’t eat these, have some water first. I’m sorry.
I drank water, lubricated my throat, and my head was a little dizzy.
“Why is Dr. Yang so good? I’m sorry.
Young Man tried the temperature on my forehead and looked at me like a fool.
“Of course I’m Dr. Yang. I’m sorry.
After a while, Jong-ho learned of my awakening and came to see me, followed by his sister.
When I saw him, I cried.
I thought you’d never wake up! I’m sorry.
I shot her in the back and asked Yang what the truth was.
After all, I died in that world three years ago, and I didn’t know it was always a little uncomfortable.
It was clear to me that Yang was eating apples while Jong-ho added.
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The ghost bride is named Lee Wanqiu and Han Qingsai is her husband.
The Han family and the Lee family are rich, they’re a couple, they’re a couple, they’re a couple, they’re a couple.
When Liu’s family was found, Li Wanqiu was four months pregnant, and the family did not say that Han’s child was lost.
They’re just watching the time when the two families died early, and the only senior of the Korean family, Uncle Han, is in the field.
Village villagers are known for their obscenity, and they sit in groups at two shops every day.
In times of crisis, business is difficult to do, and the two families are in short supply on a daily basis.
Han Qingqing was unable to do so, but asked them what they were going to do, and it was not surprising that the demands of the villagers in Shenling Village were simple.
Han Qingcheng is a person from the village of Shenling, who must be married once in her village, and then the village will not be prosecuted.
Han Qingsai answered their request, but he also took a lot of family members with him.
But no one could have imagined that the people of the village were so daring and vicious that they poisoned the wine and poisoned all the homes that Han had heard and taken.
When Lee Wanqiu arrived the next day, he simply said that Han was drunk and had taken her to the courtyard, where she was tied up directly.
In order to make it possible to locate the property of the two families, Li Wanqiu was tortured by a number of means, and the poor woman died the night she was married.
This was the involvement of all the villagers in the village, who had given each home some of the dowry from Han Qingse and Lee Wanqiu, which had melted, and had agreed that no one would mention it.
Shortly after the incident, Uncle Han came back and learned of the incident. He was angry, but faced with hundreds of families in the village, he could not do anything.
He was dressed as a traveller and went to the village where he whispered to them that the bride was in trouble and had to be eradicated quickly.
In the village of Cinderella, as arranged by Uncle Han, the courtesies were set up and Lee Wanqiu was placed here.
But it is not repression at all, it is a sacrifice to the ghosts, and the more the fragrance of the temples in the valleys, the greater the resentment of Lee Wanqiu.
Finally, this accumulation of grievances finally erupted a year later, and later happened.
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I’m suffocating. I didn’t realize the ghost bride was so pathetic.
But when she finally left with Han Qing, Li Wingqiu remembered Han Qing, even though she had become an ignorant ghost.
Han Qing was wearing Lee’s watch before his death, even though he died for a long time and became a ghost, he refused to leave and waited for her to meet again.
In the end, they left together to rest in peace.
I’m still curious why I can hear the system when I’m doing NPC.
Yang only said he didn’t know. Then Jong-ho told me mysteriously while he was gone:
“You can’t hear the radio unless you have a connection with Yang, who has used a “lethal double” to defend you against a fatal injury. I’m sorry.
I’m not going to break Yang’s face as if it was a secret.
I have no other problems with my body, but I’ve been in a coma for too long and I’ve been out of hospital for days.
On the day of his discharge, Hong and Hu Xiaoquan came to the hospital to see her unconscious and gave her to me.
Hung didn’t look too good, and he felt so bad about it.
Yang asked them what they were going to do next.
Hung is looking at me, with a bit of hope.
“The people who die in the game will become NPC inside, and I think that’s where Gaja might be, and we’d like to try to get her back. I’m sorry.
Yang Noded and encouraged them:
“You can come to us anytime you want. I’m sorry.
When I got out of the car, I looked at the fancy apartment in front of me, and I hadn’t thought I’d been in a coma for the last three years.
Yang pushed me, opened the door in front of him, and his eye was red, and he said to me the late words:
Welcome home, Sola! I’m sorry.
Mr. Yang
Soul and I grew up in orphanages and even their names were random.
Yang Wen, Su Lok.
Languages, music.
But Sue doesn’t care. She always says our names are better than the rest.
The happiest time of our childhood was to sneak out of the orphanage, crouching next to the garbage cans at the back of the sweet shop, waiting for the shopkeeper to throw out the old bread.
When I was 15 years old, my biological parents found me and took me home, and I didn’t want to go, but Sue told me that we could live in a big house.
On the day she left, she did not see Sole and later heard that she had left the orphanage, and I never heard from her again.
When I was 19 years old, I had a terminal illness, and my biological parents always had every reason to leave me in a hospital to die.
That was when Sulai appeared, and she did not mention the past few years, but only kept up my hospital expenses with a small wage earned from working.
Until one day, Sue told me with great excitement that she had a way to cure my illness.
I only take her as a comfort to me, but the wonder is that my disease is indeed one day better and better.
Su Lok’s whereabouts were somewhat mysterious, sometimes with injuries, and never asked her.
Until that day, she suddenly fell into a coma and even the hospital could not explain why.
I pray she gets better and I’ll do whatever I want.
That’s when I knew what Sue had done to make my illness better.
Thinking of things as a game that is said to fulfil what is most desired in human hearts.
Soul failed in the game to go into a coma and didn’t die directly in order to attract relatives into the game.
I know it’s a trap, but I can save Sulai.
When I got into the game, I started working hard to get through a world where I could save more points, exchange more props and bring her out when I met Sue.
The composition of the world is constantly changing, sometimes in ancient villages, sometimes in tourist attractions and sometimes in the near future.
I brushed it 20 times, and I didn’t see Sulai die in this world.
But when I met Jong-ho, I noticed him, he had been with me a few times in the village.
We tried each other for a long time, and I knew that he was also trying to save Sola.
He told me that the last copy of the village had not been completely destroyed, and that one of the survivors had passed through customs, and that his sister was at peace.
Before entering Yangjing village, Jong-ho had just passed through a class A world where he had been seriously injured and asked Sool to protect his sister.
But no one thought that the “E” world would trigger a “S” copy, and everyone was not prepared, caught by surprise, almost completely destroyed.
But Sola fulfilled her promise and delivered the bell.
However, the memory was largely missing and too much information could not be asked.
But that’s how Jong-ho decided to save Sool.
He told me that it was called morality, and that Sulai had fulfilled his promise to him and sent his sister out with the bell, if he knew there was a chance to save Sulai but did not try it, which was contrary to his principles of humanity.
And then we worked together on all levels of customs, and we traded all the credits we had.
This leads us not to be on the top of the list, but to just as good a low-key move.
On the 50th time I entered the village of Yangqing, I saw the hotel lady.
She filmed the key on the counter, told the passengers that the room was not clean, scared them away and laughed herself.
I held her in my arms and took the key to the counter.
When he turned around, he did not hesitate to use props to help her resist a fatal injury.
Finally, Sulai.
We will never part again. Case number: YXX1pJ1EeN6FA348Q5mC5E5D
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
