Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

After Zhao Dabao explained where the ghost bride lived, Fu Yan let him go.

Of course, before he left, he didn't forget to ask him to put the fish in his belly and take it away.

Zhao Dabao dared not speak out, and went straight to the toilet after leaving, throwing up in a whirlwind.

After Zhao Dabao left, Old Wu closed the door, and the three of them sat at the table.

Old Wu: "Can Zhao Dabao's words be trusted?"

Fu Yan thought for a while, "Part of it is believable."

Old Wu: "Which part?"

Fu Yan leaned on his chin and said seriously: "From the story he just told, we can tell that this river god..."

Old Wu listened attentively, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yan: "He did have an affair with the ghost bride."

Old Wu: "..."

No, both of them have four legs.

Jiang Lan: "..."

If the evolution is not good, it may have two legs and one tail.

Fu Yan: "Did you find anything strange when you went to the ancestral hall in the afternoon?"

"Strange place..."

Old Wu thought for a moment, "I found that the censer they enshrine to the river god is messy inside, but the censer for the ancestral tablet is very clean."

"It seems that Zhao Dabao is not lying. They really haven't enshrined this river god for a long time."

Fu Yan nodded, agreeing with Old Wu's words, "But there is one more thing that you haven't noticed."

"What?" Old Wu was puzzled.

Fu Yan: "The number of ancestral tablets."

"I roughly counted at the time, adding up the left and right sides of the altar, there were only more than forty tablets enshrined in total."

"But Zhao Dabao said that this ancestral hall has a history of more than 400 years."

"What? It took more than 400 years for more than 40 people to die in this village?"

Old Wu: "Perhaps the villagers here live a long life. Besides, isn't this the Longevity Lake?"

Fu Yan: "But after you entered the village, did you see any old people here?"

After Fu Yan finished speaking, Old Wu began to think carefully, as if he had never seen a single old man since he entered the village.

Old Wu: "So you mean..."

Fu Yan: "It might not be the ghost bride who lived forever, but these villagers."

Before Old Wu could finish digesting it, Fu Yan continued, "And this immortality is not the real immortality, it is conditional."

Old Wu: "What do you mean?"

Fu Yan: "Do you still remember the statues in the ancestral hall?"

Old Wu nodded, "A person with a snake tail."

Fu Yan: "The meat that Zhao Dabao brought just now, the texture on the skin is very similar to snake skin."

Old Wu suddenly realized, "You mean...he gave us the meat of the river god!"

Fu Yan: "..."

How did you come up with such a wrong answer when the known conditions are so sufficient!

Fu Yan: "What kind of meat will be weathered after two or three hundred years. Can I still eat it for you? What are you thinking!"

"Didn't you tell me this morning, it's his son's meat."

Old Wu: "How can his son grow snake skin when he is so good?"

Fu Yan: "What if they eat the meat of the river god?"

The corner of Old Wu's mouth twitched and he looked at Fu Yan, "You mean..."

Fu Yan: "The villagers eat the meat of the river god, so they can live forever, but snake skin will grow on their bodies..."

Old Wu continued: "Then they cut off the snake-skinned meat for us to eat? Why?"

Fu Yan: "Do you still remember what happened at Changshou Lake during the day? I saw Zhao Dabao deliberately cut his finger when he threw the last stone, and he rubbed blood on that stone."

"The moment the bloody stone entered the water, the Ghost Bride quickly swam over from the bottom of the boat, and Zhao Dabao also desperately ran to the shore, which shows that he knew that the Ghost Bride was interested in his blood."

"I think what Zhao Dabao said is correct, that is, the ghost bride will come out to kill people at night, and those who kill are those who have eaten the meat of the river god."

"The reason why the villagers shaved off the meat for us to eat is because they want us to die for them."

Old Wu stroked his logic, "So Zhao Dabao desperately rescued the players on the boat in the afternoon in order to let them die instead of the villagers at night?"

Fu Yan: "No, the only thing Zhao Dabao wants to save is the woman on the boat."

"The man I kicked into the water was almost drowning, and I didn't see him trying to save anyone."

Old Wu let out an 'ah', as if he suddenly understood something, "So you kicked him in just to see if Zhao Dabao would save him? I thought you really wanted to kill him."

With an expression of "Why do you think so", Fu Yan said lightly: "No, I really want to kill him."

Old Wu: "..."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he leaned on his head and looked out the window in thought.

The current situation is very clear, the villagers want to use the hands of the ghost bride to kill the player.

But there is one thing he is not sure about. If every time a piece of snake skin grows, the villagers cut it off and feed it to the player. Then how do they achieve longevity?

Jiang Lan, who paddled all the way, but had a guaranteed spot, followed Fu Yan's gaze and looked out the window in order to prove that she was online all the way.

"Brother Fu, what did you think of?"

Fu Yan: "Look at this window, it faces the lake, and there are no curtains."

Jiang Lan nodded.

I don't know what it means, but I just nodded.

"Wouldn't I be in danger if someone peeped at me when I was sleeping at night?"

Jiang Lan: "...Ah! No way!"

You shouldn't be in danger, but it's hard for the other party to say...

In the middle of the night, the gentle man was lying on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

The more he thought about what happened during the day, the more aggrieved he became.

The man surnamed Fu actually made a fool of himself in front of Wang Fang.

He must find a chance to clean him up.

Thinking of Wang Fang, she was very upset when she came back from the lake today, she must have been pissed off by that bastard Fu Yan.

The gentle man leaned on his arm, thinking about how to coax her tomorrow.

As I thought about it, my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Just when the upper eyelid was about to touch the lower eyelid, there was a sudden 'dong' sound from the window.

The gentle man was so frightened that he sat up cleverly.

At this time, there was another 'boom' on the window.

He slept by the window, and the voice seemed to ring in his ears.

He turned his head subconsciously.

Under the moonlight, a dark red shadow slowly appeared on the pitch-black lake.

The gentle man thought his eyes were dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Opening his eyes again, the figure was gone.

Just when he was about to lie back and continue to sleep.

Suddenly, a pale grimace pressed against the window in front of him.

The female ghost was wearing a red dress, her long hair was sticking wetly to her face, her lips were black, and her eye sockets were empty without eyeballs.

The female ghost was stuck in front of the gentle man through a layer of glass.

The gentle man's heart constricted in fright.

He pretended not to see and looked out the window, but with his hands behind his back, he desperately pulled his companion.

Not long after, the companion behind him woke up, sat up, and put his head in front of the gentle man.

Before the gentle man could say "look out the window" to his companion, the female ghost outside the window suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that the female ghost disappeared, the gentle man exhaled heavily.

He was about to turn his head and speak to his companion.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my neck.

A drop of water landed on his shoulder.

He turned his head mechanically.

I saw the female ghost who was lying outside the window just now suddenly appeared beside him.

The female ghost was dripping with water, her pale and ferocious face lay quietly on his shoulder, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from her dark eyes...