I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

"If you don't do anything with a guilty conscience, you won't fear ghosts knocking on your door."

This was the truth that Wu Wang had always adhered to.

For example, he himself would, because one night, he secretly shaved the downstairs neighbor's cat bald, and every time he went upstairs and heard the cat's resentful meows, he would unconsciously walk faster.

He was afraid that the neighbor would find out that he did it.

It wasn't that he was afraid of being held accountable.

It was mainly because he was afraid that the neighbor would also shave the top of his own cat's head bald. If his second sister found out about this, she could scold him all night.

Similarly, since this Yin Marriage Village had to find a Yin Marriage Saintess every year, but never mentioned where the previous Saintess had gone.

Wu Wang believed that this was a guilty conscience.

The fate of those Saintesses was probably not good.

But even so, every household in the village didn't care. They still held the Yin Marriage Ceremony as usual every year, proving that they knew they were feasting on human blood buns and still indulged in it.

What kind of magic did the Yin Marriage God have?

To be able to fool an entire village like this?

He had to start with the village chief.

"Village Chief! Please think of a way! That thing is causing panic in the village. Everyone doesn't even dare to trust the person next to them!" Uncle Li knelt in front of the ancestral hall, kowtowing and petitioning.

Behind him also stood a dense crowd of villagers. Everyone looked at each other, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

After all, what had happened before was too strange.

Now they looked at everyone as if they were fake.

Even the village chief's grandson was in the crowd, demanding justice. His nose was bruised and his head was covered in bumps, making people unable to help but laugh.

After a moment, the door of the ancestral hall opened.

An old man with white hair, wrinkles all over his face, hunched back, and looking directly half a head shorter than a normal person, slowly walked out, leaning on a dark red snake-head crutch.

But strangely, the temperature was warm now, but he was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat, wearing a windproof hat on his head, and full-fingered gloves with excellent warmth effect on his hands. It was simply a getup for a severe winter.

The surrounding villagers did not feel anything wrong. Everyone just looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Well... I understand the matter. So that's what happened to that unfilial grandson. You all go and do your own things first. I will ask the Yin Marriage God to handle this matter." The old village chief's voice was extremely hoarse, like a锣鼓 that had been broken.

After saying that, he stomped the snake-head crutch in his hand.

Dong dong dong—

The next second, the originally noisy villagers instantly quieted down.

Everyone looked at each other and thanked the old village chief before leaving the ancestral hall to continue working.

No one raised any objections.

Wu Wang, who was disguised as a child in the crowd, was a little surprised.

The villagers' trust in the old village chief had reached a point of blind obedience.

Even if they encountered a situation that they thought was so strange that it caused panic, if the old village chief said he could handle it, he could handle it, and no one would doubt it.

But it didn't matter.

His goal was not them in the first place.

Wu Wang had understood this from the beginning.

"The villagers come to you when they have problems, so who should you go to when you have problems? Let me see what's going on with the Yin Marriage God!" Wu Wang thought.

His figure gradually left the crowd.

Just before the door of the ancestral hall closed again, Wu Wang's thin figure swooshed in.

From afar, he saw the old village chief's hunched figure walking inside with a crutch. He also followed carefully.

He was still in the form of a child, and his body was light, short, and not easy to detect.

The ancestral hall of Yin Marriage Village was very large.

After entering, it was a structure similar to a courtyard house. A huge cauldron was placed on the open space in front of the hall, in which a large amount of incense was burning, and white smoke curled up.

Following the old village chief all the way through the mahogany corridor next to him, Wu Wang saw that there were large and small spirit tablets placed in many rooms on the left and right.

The names of the dead were engraved on them.

Strangely, there were only names, and no other information such as birth dates and family relationships.

And all of them were surnamed Zhang.

This was also the situation that Wu Wang had found out from the mouths of those innocent children when he was disguising himself as people everywhere before.

The Zhang surname is the head of Yin Marriage Village.

This surname accounts for almost more than half of the village's population.

Walking to the outside of the main hall at the innermost.

Wu Wang saw that what was enshrined in it was actually bloody human skin!

They were hung in the position facing the main hall door, about ten or so, and were peeled off extremely perfectly, without any stitching openings, as if the corpses under the human skin had evaporated out of thin air.

The empty eye sockets looked at the distance outside the door. Although there were no eyeballs, Wu Wang still felt a burst of inexplicable gaze.

Crack crack—

Suddenly, a strange sound rang from the hall.

To be precise, it came from the old village chief.

He was kneeling in front of the group of human skins, twisting and wriggling, especially the hunched back, which was like an oviparous animal breaking out of its shell and tearing open the soft membrane, bulging to a rather exaggerated arc.

The skeleton made a creepy cracking sound because of the twisting, which made Wu Wang raise his eyebrows.

"Is this异形 giving birth? Shouldn't it be a caesarean section? Why is it still molting?" Wu Wang muttered in his heart.

Tear—

The skin was finally stretched to its limit and finally tore apart.

Then a terrifying scene appeared—

A skinny thing crawled out of the old village chief's broken body.

Although it was humanoid, the skin was tightly attached to the bones, and it was impossible to see what it looked like. Wu Wang found it difficult to classify him as a living person.

It was more like a skeleton.

Wait a minute...

It seems that there is a branch task to solve the ghosts in the ancestral hall?

Damn! The old village chief himself is a ghost!

Wu Wang was startled.

If this thing is really a ghost, it is obvious that it is impossible to jump out now and forcibly kill it by force.

At least he can't do it.

So far, the ghosts he has encountered, not to mention this suspected BOSS, even the tentacle ghosts of those students in Gaoshan Middle School do not seem to be something that players can defeat head-on.

If there is a player who can kill through the copy by force, then Wu Wang is willing to call him—Big Muscle Tyrant!

"Jie jie jie... the one hiding... why don't you come out and meet this old woman?" The skeleton made a strange voice that was so hoarse that it seemed like there was a millennium-old phlegm in its throat.

The whole head rotated one hundred and eighty degrees to look behind him, that is, the place outside the door.

A small figure walked out timidly, and said aggrievedly: "Village... Grandpa Village Chief, you scared me..."

After looking at the child's immature face and the aggrieved and frightened appearance with tears in his eyes.

The skeleton's voice also softened a little: "So it's Zhang Mazi's bunny... This is not a place for children, go home quickly."

The child turned his head and left after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, the moment his eyes moved away, the skeleton ghost stuck behind the child, stretched out his slender finger bones, and stabbed down hard at the top of his head.

A greedy expression also appeared on the skeleton ghost's face.

"What a smooth and tender blood food..."

Whoosh—

In an instant, the child squatted down suddenly and dodged sideways.

Taking advantage of the situation, he supported the ground with one hand and raised his legs high, kicking towards a certain key part of the skeleton ghost's lower body.

"Hit the eggs first, the winning rate is half!"

Wu Wang borrowed his strength to turn over and stand firm after kicking.

Then discovered the sad thing—

"byd why don't you have it!"

The skeleton ghost's lower body was empty, and he didn't feel that he had kicked anything fragile at all.

It seems that the other party can only see five colors of the rainbow.

Because it has no blue-violet.