Rules-based ghost talk game

Chen An quickly looked around, and finally saw the two candlesticks stuck on the ground not far from him.

Fortunately... when he and Yin Qiaoxian were about to be pulled down, they had put in the candles in advance.

When he walked in and picked it up, Chen An discovered that there was not much oil left in the candlestick.

"Bad news, the lamp oil will last another hour at most."

Chen An inserted the candlelight stand next to Yin Qiaoxian and shrugged.

At this moment, Yin Qiaoxian's skin was covered with abnormal flushing, her face was slightly distorted, and her mouth was slightly grinning.

"Does it hurt?" Chen An asked.

Yin Qiaoxian nodded.

"The cost of using story fragments incorrectly, physical incompatibility."

Yin Qiaoxian took a long breath and stood up hard. Chen An wanted to help him, but Yin Qiaoxian stopped him.

"My skin is being eaten away. The pain of touching something can kill me." Yin Qiaoxian glared at Chen An and said tenderly.

"Then what is the correct use?" Chen An scratched his head, he couldn't help.

Yin Qiaoxian glanced at him, men are indeed big pigs.

I saved him, but he didn't even care, he only thought about this information, hey.

"You can go if you want." Yin Qiaoxian said angrily.

Chen An was stunned. He didn't know how he had offended this little aunt again.

Forget it, you have to have the consciousness to hug your thighs.

I am just a little ordinary person entering the world of stories for the first time.

It can't be compared to this little girl's movie.

"So...where should we go next?" Chen An sighed and looked at the surrounding mountains and forests in boredom.

He feels that he is a peaceful person now.

Maybe it’s because I’ve experienced too much fear and I’ve bottomed out a bit, but everything doesn’t matter anymore.

Just try to live.

Yin Qiaoxian stood up, holding the candlelight stand with her panting hands, and said: "You have no brain to think about?"

This girl.

Chen An glanced at her.

Why is it like taking gunpowder?

But thinking about it...after all, my father just died in front of me, although I don't know what the relationship between the people in this story world, except the players, is with the outside world.

Is it a copy, or is it real?

Chen An didn't understand, and he was too embarrassed to ask. After all, it was someone's sad thing.

But... from the story told by Xue Qisong, we learned that there is a girl named "Little Sun" in this mountain forest.

And this girl may be the key.

Although Chen An still couldn't understand what these horrific changes had to do with a six or seven-year-old girl.

"Story title."

Yin Qiaoxian on the side looked at Chen An bitterly, gritted his teeth and said: "Open your phone and look at the title of the story."

Chen An opened his mouth slightly and took out the black flip phone from his trouser pocket.

This thing doesn't use electricity.

...

[Game Name: Lost Climber]

[Game background: You are passengers in a tour group. The bus was destroyed by a flash flood, and you are lost in this mountain. Your companions are scattered all over the place, and there is not much food and water left.

Flash floods have washed away the way down the mountain, so you need to find another way out.

On the way here, you heard from the elderly people in nearby villages and towns that this mountain is not very flat, and even a little... weird?

In short, it seems that everything is related to the mountain temple on the top of the mountain. Maybe there will be some clues there.】

...

"The name of the game...Lost Mountain Climber? No, no."

Seeing this information again when he first entered the game, Chen An's current mentality and thoughts are completely different from those at the beginning.

Yin Qiaoxian nodded, her small body dragged her tattered linen clothes, panting, and walked to Chen An, saying: "In the background, we are tourists from a tour group, so... we are not climbers."

Chen An nodded: "So, why is the name of the game Lost Climbers?"

Yin Qiao said: "This is the key."

Okay, Chen An found a big rock aside and sat down.

Sitting cross-legged, holding his chin in his hands, he looked like he was thinking hard.

Organize your thoughts.

First of all, excluding Xue Qisong, the biggest weirdness on this mountain is the smiling rabbit and the mountain god.

Among the known clues, one is a seven-year-old girl, Little Sun, who was abandoned by her biological mother in the mountains. The other is a "lost climber".

Two...corresponds to...two?

Chen An seemed to have caught some idea.

Yin Qiaoxian on the side also frowned. This story world was actually related to herself. This was something she had never thought of before.

Originally...she thought that after becoming a player, she would never have a chance to have anything to do with the real world.

Alas, this made her thoughts a little confused and affected.

Come to think of it, in the first game, she was able to pass the level partly due to luck and the help of her teammates. It was a novice game and she was led by an old man.

Suddenly, Yin Qiaoxian glanced at Chen An.

Why is this person's first mission so difficult?

...

Ears...rabbit...green scarf, blue scarf...

Chen An on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling in his mind the "key points" he encountered along the way.

Cold, corrosive, sober, monster...belongs to the "Smiling Rabbit".

Warmth, "red", fanatical belief in the mountain god...belongs to the "mountain god".

Um...

Damn it, what does this have to do with the little sun and the climbers!

"Yin Qiaoxian, let me ask you, in your first story, was the weirdness in the story a result of the human being's transformation?" Chen An suddenly asked.

Yin Qiao Xiandao: "Not necessarily. There are many types of weirdness in the story world. Some can only be called weird, but they are not really weird at all...um...can we call them true weirdness and pseudo-weirdness?"

"Ah?" Chen An's lower eyelids twitched, which made him even more dizzy.

Yin Qiao Xiandao: "In the world of stories, everything is possible. For example, the mountains and forests under our feet can also have emotions. Perhaps due to some unknown factors, they will also develop in the weird direction of depravity, chaos, and madness.

.”

"It's possible for people, it's possible for mountains and forests, it's possible for living things and dead things."

Yin Qiaoxian pursed her lips, not knowing how to explain this concept to Chen An.

"What should I say about true weirdness and pseudo-weirdness... Only weirdness can fight against weirdness. To put it simply, monsters that humans can kill are all pseudo-weirdness. Human beings cannot kill real weirdness by relying on their own strength.

"

"I can only use story fragments, because story fragments are part of the real weirdness."

Chen An worked hard to digest this information.

"That is to say, for example, when we first started, the monsters that copied the player's appearance were pseudo-weird, while the Mountain God and the Laughing Rabbit were really weird?"

Yin Qiaoxian nodded: "Yes, another major characteristic of true weirdness and pseudo-weirdness, I guess, it's just a guess, I'm not sure."

"Tell me about it."

"Based on the information from the first game, I speculate that the existence of true weirdness has a special substance or characteristic compared to the pseudo-weirdness. It doesn't matter what it is called."

"This characteristic appeared before the true weirdness became weird. It can be said that it became really weird because of the existence of this kind of thing."

"Pseudo-weirdness is not like the spontaneity of real weirdness, but more like an accessory affected by real weirdness. They have the characteristics of being eroded and assimilated."

"I don't know if I made it clear."

Yin Qiaoxian no longer hides and tucks in. In this case, she and Chen An are the only two living people in the world of Lao Shizi's story.

Chen An nodded thoughtfully and whispered:

"Is that right? We can be sure of one thing. The two weirdos in this story world, the Smiling Rabbit and the Mountain God, are opposed to each other, and those monsters all belong to the Smiling Rabbit camp. They are against the Mountain God, because Red

The existence and warmth are similar to those of mountain gods, so red belongs to the camp of mountain gods."

"It can be inferred from this that the Little Sun and the Mountaineer may be the key entities that caused these two weirdnesses. Even if they are not weird themselves, they are inextricably related to these two weirdnesses."

Yin Qiaoxian's eyes lit up and he quickly said: "So, the key to breaking the story world is to use the strange confrontation between the two parties while restoring the story?"

Chen An shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

"I don't know why, but I think they have the same origin."

"This antagonistic relationship is more like what happened after becoming weird. They are cannibalizing each other crazily. I think there are similarities in the roots of these two weirds."

Yin Qiaoxian wondered: "Why?"

Chen An scratched his head and said, "I'm not sure, but..."

He slowly pointed to the cross in the center of the nearby village.

That's what Chen An discovered when he first walked into the village. It was a cross that was too short. There were piles of firewood underneath, like a medieval burning scene.

Chen An said slowly:

"Don't you think...the height of the seven-year-old little Yang is just right for being tied to this cross?"

Xue Qisong said that the villagers said that the little sun was ominous and a disaster.

So it is reasonable to speculate like this.

Perhaps the little sun that has gone through everything is the key.

Chen An stood up.

He said: "Once upon a time, a great detective said that if all possibilities are eliminated, the remaining answers, no matter how impossible, are still possible."

"If we insist on comparing the four existences of Little Sun, Mountaineer, Smiling Rabbit and Mountain God, do you think the Mountain God and Little Sun are more related, or the Smiling Rabbit and Little Sun are more related?

big?"

Yin Qiaoxian worked hard to calm down her emotions so that her sister's affairs would not affect her judgment.

"Mountain gods are more likely. A child was lost and was saved by a mountain god. There are similar plots in many legends and gossip."

Chen An nodded: "Then, we will put the little sun into the mountain god lineup and the mountaineer into the smiling rabbit lineup."

"Coupled with your judgment that pseudo-weirdness is a derivative of true weirdness. Can it be inferred that Mountaineer belongs to the Laughing Rabbit lineup?"

"We now roughly know the story of Little Sun. There is still one and a half rules left. There is a high probability that it is related to the climbers."

"To restore the story, we also need information from the climber's story."

"Then, we need to find the location of the climber's story and look for clues."

"Those monsters disguised as us belong to the Smiling Rabbit and the climbers, so the source of this big weirdness is probably the location of the climbers' story."

Listening to Chen An's analysis, Yin Qiaoxian's eyes suddenly lit up and she said: "Location! The location when we first came to the story world!"

She said excitedly: "The monsters encountered in that place, and the place where each of our players encounter the monster, if we can find a central point...the closest place to the place where each player encounters the monster..."

Chen Andao: "It's most likely the origin of the climber and the Smiling Rabbit!"