Rules-based ghost talk game

"take it easy."

After walking through the door, the world in front of me suddenly went dark, and an old voice sounded.

Chen An's body froze slightly. There were no lights on here and he couldn't see the road clearly.

Allen on the side made a faint movement, and Chen An could see that he was also a little nervous.

Following the old voice, Chen An took a deep breath and walked forward in the dark.

Ahead, in the darkness, a creeping black shadow was moving slowly, seemingly leading the way.

Walking along the sloping stairs, soon, a faint warm yellow halo appeared, reflecting vague ripples on the green stone moss wall.

Humid, musty air poured into Chen An's nasal cavity, and Chen An's eyes stared at the space in front of him.

It really looked like a secret party... Chen An looked at the basement, which was the size of a basketball court. The stone tiles around it were old, full of filth, and stained with some spider webs.

His gaze moved to the middle. In the middle was a stone-like thing like an "altar". The black stone carvings appeared as twisted tentacles, surrounding the protrusion in the middle.

The protruding object was covered with a layer of lavender cloth with golden lines, which looked quite mysterious.

On the surrounding wooden boxes, there were a few people sitting sporadically with the same masks and different makeup.

Some of them were leaning on the wooden box, some were sitting on the wooden box, and some were squatting there, their eyes under the mask staring at the middle.

The "old man" who brought Chen An and Allen was the same as the person at the door, wearing a black cloak and an iron mask on his face.

At this moment, he slowly walked to the middle, next to the "altar"-like thing covered with purple cloth.

Rounds of orange wall lamps diffused a halo of light, illuminating this scene.

"Everyone." The old man spoke with a hoarse and old voice. He raised his arms and said: "Today is the seventy-sixth gathering since the establishment of the black market. Thank you all new and old players for coming. The items in this auction have a total of

four pairs."

Chen An and Allen found an empty wooden box and stood next to it like everyone else.

"It sounds like an underground auction house." Chen An thought to himself.

At this moment, a short figure wearing a dark blue robe and a hood appeared, looking to be only about 1.6 meters tall.

Slowly moved towards Chen An.

Chen An suddenly felt wary and moved slightly.

"First time here?" The person spoke, her voice was as elegant as an oriole's. She leaned next to Chen An, stood on tiptoes slightly, and whispered in Chen An's ear.

She sounds like a little girl, not very old... Chen An thought to himself, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the woman under the funny clown mask.

He found that the woman was wearing a milky white mask, with lines of different shades outlining a weird smiling face.

In the hollow of the right eye is a small pink heart.

Suddenly he felt his arm touch the softness of the woman's body. Chen An took a breath and noticed that the people around him were also whispering.

"Don't worry. If you can afford these auction items, you can buy them. If you can't afford them, you don't have to buy them. If you want to sell them, you can bring them over." The woman chuckled lightly, with a seductive sweetness in her voice.

Chen An felt a little itchy and became less defensive about this woman.

"What are you auctioning?" Chen An lowered his voice, making his voice sound low and hoarse.

The woman leaned towards Chen An and said: "Weird sources, media, information, sealed objects, and some incomplete strange items... Well, it's different every time."

Chen An nodded.

On the stage, the "old man" slowly took out an object from the purple curtain in the center of the "altar".

Chen An looked at it carefully and saw that it was a dark golden ball with slight scratches on the surface. Under the halo of light, it seemed to be trembling slightly.

"The effect of the unknown sealed object is also unknown." The old man said, "The price is 2,000 story points."

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Dear...cough." Allen was about to speak when he suddenly noticed something. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Why don't you tell me its level and function?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Allen immediately noticed the eyes of other people around him, and they all looked at him.

"Haha." The old man on the stage laughed dryly: "This...is a new player, right? We have no official means or safety measures to conduct experiments, let alone number the sealed objects."

Chen An suddenly understood something after listening to it.

Isn't this gambling? This may be a high-level sealed artifact, or it may not even be considered a sealed artifact.

When Allen heard this, his expression became a little stiff, he shrank and said no more.

"Brother, your mask looks very special."

Suddenly, Chen An heard a sweet murmur in his ears. He turned his head slightly, but found that the woman had been very close to him before he knew it.

There was only a few centimeters between his clown mask and the woman's milky white mask.

He even smelled the woman's fragrance coming from the mask.

There was a little inexplicable heat in my heart.

"It's yours too, madam." Chen An said hoarsely, looking away with some avoidance.

He felt his heart throbbing. Was it because he hadn't touched a woman for too long?

Alas, there are three in the family, but none of them have that kind of relationship with me.

However, in this day-to-day story world, being able to survive is the best gift... Chen An thought silently, and the seemingly peaceful life now did not make him relax his vigilance. He always told

Myself, this is a weird and crazy world.

The woman chuckled lightly and moved away. She leaned elegantly next to the wooden box and continued to shift her gaze to the middle.

As expected, this item failed to sell.

The next three auction items, the second one was a piece of information about the "Weird Grade Source Semen", which was bought by a bloated player for 1,000 points.

What a huge gamble, Chen An sighed inwardly.

The third piece is a very unstable and strange fragment, which looks like a piece of broken ceramic. The old man who hosted it said that this came from a player who played the second game and was his gain in the story world. What is known so far

Yes, it's just that it's related to the grotesque level [evil ghost] of the devil's path.

Chen An turned his head slightly, and Allen's breathing became a little rapid. Although it quickly returned to normal, Chen An still noticed it.

Allen longs for it? Chen An thought to himself.

"The auction price is 400 points."

This item actually attracted bidding from several people below. Allen made a bid once, but was pushed down again.

"900 points." Allen said calmly.

This time, the audience was completely silent.

In the end, he took out ninety bronze coins and obtained this "ceramic fragment".

"The guy you're with seems to be very rich." A sweet and moving voice sounded. Chen An felt his ribs being poked. He turned his head and looked around, and saw that the woman was approaching him again, and she was stepping on her feet.

, said into his ear.

Because of this, the woman's soft body was pressed against his own, which made his cheeks turn slightly red and his breathing become slightly rapid.

"It has nothing to do with you." Chen An remained calm, lowered his voice and said in a low voice.

The woman was slightly startled, as if she didn't expect Chen An to react like this.

She took a step back slightly, putting some distance between herself and Chen An.

The still sweet voice had a hint of coldness.

"Sorry, brother, I didn't mean it that way." She apologized slightly, as if she was suddenly distanced from Chen An. She paused and whispered again: "It's just that the man next to you feels familiar to me.

"

Chen An's eyes under the mask blinked.

Did you misunderstand?

But this woman...he didn't want to provoke her. In this world, caution was the most important thing.

"It doesn't matter." Chen An shook his head slightly.

At this moment, on the stage, the old man who was hosting the black market auction coughed twice.

Everyone's attention was focused on it.

His old and hoarse voice slowly echoed in the basement:

"The last auction item is an opportunity." As he spoke, his black-gloved hands uncovered the purple cloth that had been covering the center of the "altar" at a height of one person.

As the cloth was removed, the old man's voice suddenly became louder.

"We have never seen the real world..." He looked around and said: "In the dark world, we are lingering in the darkness, fighting against weirdness and madness, but in fact, in this world, there is a person

The gods, they can protect our safety and give us blessings deep in our souls.”

Chen An's breathing suddenly became rapid, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his palms hidden in the darkness clenched slightly.

How could it be this thing! This shouldn't be...

It was a gray, cracked cross, a full one and a half meters high.

On the cross, a brown statue was tied to it. It looked like a naked man hanging upside down in it!

The man's hair was messy and his appearance was so blurry that one could not see clearly. He had one hand hanging behind his head, the other hand on his chest, one leg straightened, and the other slightly bent.

Chen An couldn't see the face of the statue clearly, but what the old man said...he knew what it meant!

"What's this?"

Someone in the audience asked.

"Please allow me to introduce to you, this great god...the Hanged Lord!" The old man said passionately: "We are all poor people captured by the Lord. This is a world full of madness. We

They are all the toys of the bar owner, and in the eyes of an evil big shot like the bar owner... they are dolls that can be abandoned at any time!"

The old man's voice was suddenly filled with compassion.

"You all know that this is the dark side of the real world, but do you know why the dark side, the story world, exists?"

He looked around and said slowly: "These are just games played by the evil god. He just threw us into hell for fun!"

He pointed at the statue of the "Hanged Lord" and said: "But! This real god can protect us. He is the original founder of the world and can lead us out of the strange fog and return to reality.

God of the world!"

After saying that, he looked at Chen An and Alan Moretti intentionally or unintentionally.

"With one hundred story points, you can undergo a baptism and become a believer of the great Hanged Lord. You will get a glimpse of the real world and you will be blessed."

The old man added: "The power of the statue is limited and can only be baptized twice a month."