Ren Zhe completely restrained his careless look during the day, and looked a little cold. He whispered: "The person who shares the same room with me is a native of Z City. When he was young, he lived in a Taoist temple for a period of time due to poor health.
, very familiar with Taoist temples.”
He scratched the blue hair on his head: "I asked him to draw a map of the Taoist temple according to his memory. We need to pass through this will-o'-the-wisp area, and then we can reach the side hall, where all the tablets of the Taoist temple are placed."
Ren Zhe had already independently regarded himself as a leader like a captain. He lowered his head as if he was looking for something.
Then, the boy threw a rope towards everyone.
"Everyone should hold on to this rope and walk without looking back. No matter what you hear, don't turn around."
Several people did not express any objection and each grabbed the rope.
Fang Xun had a good impression of Sang Qi because Sang Qi's voice had stopped her movements just now. She didn't dare to look back at Sang Qi, for fear of violating the rules, so she could only raise her voice and say to the back: "Hold the rope.
, don’t let go. The will-o’-the-wisp area will affect people’s spiritual consciousness and can easily cause visual and auditory hallucinations. Remember that they are all fake.”
Sang Qi said hello.
Chen Shen stopped talking and held the rope, his palms sweating a little.
He has always been the taskmaster in the strategy area. Horror games are not his specialty, but with the persona of a game anchor here, Chen Shen was embarrassed to show his fear.
The barrage in the live broadcast room was buzzing very fast.
【I felt a strange atmosphere.】
[The old Taoist priest at the back has not spoken since he came out. It’s so scary. He won’t betray him and do anything to them, right? 】
[With our Brother Lan here, what are you afraid of?]
[If you don’t understand, just ask, who is Brother Lan?]
[Hahahaha, it’s Ren Zhe. He has blue hair from the beginning, like a bad boy. His audience calls him Brother Lan. After all, Ren Zhe is in the top 20 newcomers. He is just a will-o’-the-wisp. To him
It’s just a matter of sprinkling water.]
Sang Qi usually doesn't watch the barrage very much. He is afraid that it will distract his attention, so he blocks the barrage temporarily.
Ren Zhe and Fang Xun were also focused and did not pay attention to the barrage.
Chen Shen glanced at the barrage a few times. He held the rope and communicated with his system in his mind: "Are there any ghosts around here?"
The system calmly said: [No.]
Chen Shen breathed a sigh of relief.
The system continued: [There is no complete ghost, there are many ghost body fragments floating around, just to your left. That eye has been looking at you for a long time. 】
Chen Shen:......
He wanted to scream, but it was so embarrassing.
The group of people had completely entered the will-o'-the-wisp area, and the green will-o'-the-wisp was hovering around them, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching them.
Chen Shen was walking at the end of the team, and behind him was the weird old Taoist priest with a white beard. The young man felt that the old Taoist priest behind him made no sound as he walked, as if no one was following them at all.
Can an old man who seems to be walking so briskly walk so briskly?
He had some doubts in his heart. After all, he was the person closest to the old Taoist priest, and his back was right in front of the old Taoist priest. If the Taoist priest wanted to do something, he would definitely not be able to escape.
Do you want to look back?
There's nothing in the rules that says you can't go back.
I just say don’t look back if you are tapped on the shoulder...
Chen Shen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and closed his eyes.
——It’s stupid to look back.
At this moment, through the little light of the will-o'-the-wisp, Chen Shen keenly noticed that something was not right with Sang Qi in front of him.
Her breathing was extremely heavy, as if she was trapped by something.
Chen Shen had a bad premonition. He wanted to call out to Sang Qi, but he was afraid that Sang Qi would turn around subconsciously when he heard the voice, so he eagerly took a few steps forward to see Sang Qi's situation clearly.
Very strange.
It was obvious that there were only a few steps between him and Sang Qi, but they seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
No matter how many steps Chen Shen took, he could not reach Sang Qi's side.
Chen Shen swallowed: "...a ghost beating a wall?"
…
…
Sang Qi's situation was indeed not good at this time.
What appeared in her eyes was not a dark area of will-o'-the-wisps, but a lively place of feasting and feasting.
In the bustling central streets, deafening music fills the sky. Under the feasting lights, the men and women on the dance floor move to the music. The clock strikes twelve o'clock at midnight, and the nightlife has just begun.
Sang Qi's gaze passed through countless men and women and landed in a dark and damp alley.
The woman hung all her belongings on her body and pushed her to run away.
Sang Qi ran away, but her ears were extremely sharp.
She heard someone roaring and discovered her escape. The woman was knocked to the ground and screamed.
Sang Qi's footsteps froze, and she desperately told herself not to look or look back.
The screams kept reaching her ears, like lingering sounds that lingered for three days, penetrating into her ears all-pervasively.
There seemed to be some voice close to her ears, saying maliciously, "Why don't you look back? Don't you want to know what she has become? How cruel..."
That voice surrounded her, and the malice spread from the soles of her feet all the way through her body.
'She is your mother.'
Sang Qi's hands froze, she pinched the rope and slowly lowered her eyes.
She was thinking and remembering.
That voice kept encouraging her, 'Look at her, aren't you afraid that you will regret not looking back now? Then this woman is too pitiful, her only daughter is such a cruel and heartless monster -'
"roll."
The sound stopped suddenly.
As if being restrained, the voice choked for an instant, and then spoke again with a hint of frustration: 'What did you say?'
Sang Qi's eyes were cold, "Do you want me to repeat it again?"
"Can't you understand people?" The girl slowly raised her lips, tearing off her usual obedient and innocent mask. There was a bad smile on her face, and her eyes were full of uncontrollable anger: "Ah
, I forgot, you are no longer human. Then I will kindly repeat it for you - "
"Go away."
The voice dissipated instantly, with an unbelievable meaning: 'How is it possible...'
Sang Qi raised his head, his eyes clear and clear.
That woman, her mother who regarded wealth as her life never gave her any care. The only thing she did for her was to give half of her life savings to Sang Qi at that time. She said to Sang Qi, run away.
.
Run, leave here like a gust of wind and never look back.
What was the woman thinking at that time? Did she ever regret when she gave her only chance to escape to the daughter she never cared about?
The woman gave her a hug before she left.
Her tears fell on Sang Qi's neck, burning hot. The small teardrops seemed to have formed an airtight net, trapping Sang Qi for the rest of his life.