Thriller Hunting Program

In the large pot in the kitchen, the stumps and minced meat were stewed, and a thick layer of blood foam almost overflowed the edge of the pot, exuding a hot and fishy smell, which was disgusting.

As soon as Wu Shijiu came in, she almost vomited, covering her nose in disbelief.

"How could you endure here for so long?"

Lu Ling glanced at her: "This is a necessary quality for the chief of the Time and Space Supervision Bureau."

"Oh, the necessary quality of your bureau is to pretend to be forceful? I don't think other executives Qin are like this."

"..."

At this time, everyone else came to the kitchen one after another. Ling Chengmu and Qin Ce knew it in advance, while Chang Su, Xu Xiao and Guanyue Lingzi expressed their shock.

Chang Su: "What...thing!"

Xu Xiao: "Ah..."

Guanyue Ayako: "It seems that my theoretical knowledge is not enough. Is this breakfast for us?"

Wu Shijiu waved frantically: "I don't eat, I'd rather starve to death!"

"No way." Lu Ling glanced at her in disgust. "Isn't there a lot of potatoes and eggplants in the corner? This pot of meat is to be frightened by the system, and that pile of vegetables is for players to eat - but how to cook it is a problem."

"Why worry? Brother Xu can do anything!"

Xu Xiao waved his hand modestly: "I can't do anything, but it's really not difficult to cook potatoes and eggplants."

"Then you're busy, let's have dinner later." Ling Chengmu said, "Let's go and inspect this town."

"okay."

...

About five minutes later, with the exception of Xu Xiao, a group of people set off in a mighty manner, like a bandit roaming the streets, which is very spectacular.

Taking advantage of his height, Chang Su inspected from house to house and found that although the layouts were not identical, each house had coffins and paper figures standing on the coffins.

Could this be the traditional customs of the town?

"So the residents of this town are all dead? Otherwise, why would there be... a coffin... a coffin."

Wu Shijiu thought about it, and suddenly felt a chill: "There are only empty coffins, but no corpses. The corpses are all stewed in the kitchens of various households?"

She felt like she was going to throw up again.

Guanyue Ayako is very worried: "Then if our mission fails, will we be stewed too?"

"Sister Ayako, your idea is too dangerous, hurry up and pinch it off."

"...wow dah."

These shady houses that store coffins are not mentioned for the time being. What is worth mentioning is that at the end of the town, they also found a building similar to a temple.

But calling it a temple is actually quite nondescript. A lot of dark smudges have condensed on the doorstep, and it is initially judged that it should be dried blood; the hanging red lacquer plaque has no words, and the corners of the eaves are still carved with ferocious beasts.

That is the ancient beast that eats people, gluttonous.

Pushing open the wooden door and going inside, it is a completely enclosed space. Even if it is daytime, the environment inside is still dim. The whole hall is hung with blood-red lanterns with faint light, and there is no wind.

Wu Shijiu raised his head to look carefully, and suddenly shivered for a moment.

"On this lantern..."

On each lantern, there is a face that has been peeled off, and the outline of the facial features is vaguely visible.

Everywhere and everywhere, as long as there are lanterns, there are countless faces facing them.

Guanyue Ayako felt the same, and couldn't help touching her face, she reminded in a low voice.

"Minasang, the enshrined beast is over there."

"It's a fierce beast, it's a gluttonous beast." Ling Chengmu said, "but it looks a little different from a gluttonous one."

The difference is that the fierce beast enshrined in the center at the end of the temple, all the details of the body are the same as Taotie, but it has a long face.

A beautiful woman's face.

This scene is not fragrant, it just makes people feel weird.

Everyone was shocked and suspicious, the watch vibrated, and the system prompted to answer the question again.

[[Ancient Town] level is open, players can move freely during the day and complete the task of the paper tie; at night, they must rest in the coffin. 】

[There are paper figures in the four corners of the outer coffin, so that the gluttons cannot detect the breath. 】

[Players killed by gluttonous or teammates will be regarded as automatically out of the game. 】

...Please, who the **** wants to kill teammates?

Xu Xiao burned an eggplant and steamed a potato. After all, everyone had a tasteless breakfast, but after all, it was enough to fill their stomachs.

During the meal, they casually discussed the execution focus of this level.

The point is to lie down in the coffin at night and not be eaten by gluttons (…)

"At present, there is only one paper figurine in a coffin, which means that we have to tie three more paper figurines for each coffin?" Wu Shijiu gnawed on the potatoes, worried, "How to tie it, I can't tie it."

"It's okay, I will." Xu Xiao smiled, "I'll teach you later."

"Brother Xu, you are awesome!"

"I am over-flattered."

Lu Ling muttered: "I said why there is not even a bed in this house, the coffin is prepared for us - there are four coffins in total, how can we live?"

"One coffin for two people."

Chang Su raised his hand: "I may have to... live by myself, live with others... I can't live."

Guanyue Lingzi quickly looked at Wu Shijiu, and the two girls said in unison, "I live with Sister Lingzi (Jiujiu sauce)!"

Lu Ling was speechless: "Then I live with Brother Qin."

"No, passable little brother." Xu Xiao gently patted his shoulder, "You'd better stay with me."

"Why do you casually call others nicknames?"

"I'm sorry, can you live with me after I'm sorry?"

"?"

It turned out that Lu Ling had no chance to refute at all, because the other three also stood up, pretending to be enthusiastic but actually pulling him away from the scene.

"I think it's...a good idea."

"Yoga da yo ga da."

"Let's do it like this, Brother Xu, quickly teach us the paper maker, it's urgent to save our lives."

"I see that there are scissors, bamboo strips and colored paper in the cabinet over there, which should be the tools of the paper maker."...

The rest of Ling Chengmu and Qin Ce stayed at the scene. The two bosses didn't even say anything, and they were arranged by the gossip team members to make it clear.

Ling Chengmu peeled the potatoes with an expressionless face: "The atmosphere of the team should be rectified."

"Um."

"This steamed potato is so hard to peel."

"Give me this?"

"alright."

She took the potato he handed her and bit off half of it.

...

Paper tying is a science, the steps are more complicated, and the actual operation is not simple.

First of all, it is not easy to tie the skeleton, not to mention that you have to use paste to paste the body, then use the human head mold to paste the adult head layer by layer, then cut the clothes with colored paper, and draw the facial features with black pen...

Xu Xiao taught very patiently, and everyone learned very troublesome.

Wu Shijiu gritted his teeth and cut the paper man's skirt there. It seemed that he could not wait to cut the skeleton that he had just tied up. In short, he was very irritable.

Contrary to her is Guanyue Ayako next to her. This sister is gentle and quiet, not like a paper maker, but rather like sewing a doll.

"Sister Ayako, you must be enjoying yourself too much, right?"

Guanyue Ayako replied earnestly: "Learning a new craft is a process of purifying the soul, and I have lost a thousand pounds."

"Does it benefit a lot?"

"Yes."

"...OK."

Besides her, Ling Chengmu on the other side obviously has limited patience for this kind of work.

The specific performance is that Miss Ling used her five fingers to smash the paper figure's head.

"..." Qin Ce raised his eyes indifferently, "It's okay not to do it, but don't make trouble."

"My pampered hands can't do this rough work."

"So it's not considered rough work to kill people and steal goods?"

"That's normal operation."

The answer is plausible and speechless.

Qin Ce stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I'll tie it."

Xu Xiao also picked up the paper figurine's head that was shriveled by her: "It's a small matter, I'll come, you can rest for a while, Orange."

In Lu Ling's eyes, Ling Chengmu is a female thug who can deceive people. He is shocked at why the female thug doesn't need to be coquettish. Just a few words of nonsense will make people willing to help with work, and even Qin Ce will accommodate. she.

As a result, when he turned his head, he found that Wu Shijiu started humming.

"Brother Chang, this skeleton is crooked."

Chang Su nodded: "I'll fix it for you... fix it."

Lu Ling: "..."

Are female members particularly popular in your team? Isn't the Japanese sister also self-reliant? Shame!

He handed over his paper figurine: "Brother Chang, help me fix it by the way."

Chang Su: "?"

During the whole day, there was basically nothing else to do, except for the paper stickers.

Until the sunset and the western mountains, except for the four paper figurines that were already on the coffin, everyone **** another twelve and stuck them to the four corners of the coffin with glue.

The ancient town seems to have short days and long nights, and night falls in a hurry.

As long as everyone was eating a potato, the sky had completely darkened, the dark clouds gathered, and the stars and moon dimmed, like a precursor to a storm.

Looks like it's time for a coffin (...)

As soon as they said they wanted to enter the coffin, a group of people ran faster than the monkeys, especially Xu Xiao. It was rare to see him being so impatient, so he immediately stopped and took Lu Ling away.

"I must exchange feelings with the new players tonight."

"Is it necessary, brother?" Lu Lingman asked with a question mark in his head, "Then brother Qin has to sleep with the wanted criminal? I don't worry! What if she takes the opportunity to kill brother Qin in the coffin?"

"Chengcheng won't do such unpopular things."

"You're with her, of course you think so!"

"No no, my words are not mixed with any subjective factors, they are purely objective analysis."

"..."

Lu Ling originally wanted to resist, but unexpectedly Chang Su also came to help and forcibly carried him into Xu Xiao's coffin.

So his resistance ended in failure.

Ling Chengmu stood in the backyard with his pockets in his pockets and watched the backs of his teammates disappear before turning around slowly.

She looked at Qin Ce, and Qin Ce also looked at her calmly.

"You see what's the use of me, go in." She looked strange, "Why, are you afraid that I will insult you?"

Qin Ce lowered his eyes and lifted the lid of the coffin with one hand: "That's not true."

"Tsk."

The coffin is not spacious enough for two people to lie down, but it is a little crowded, and there is not much room for turning over.

There are small holes on both sides of the coffin for players to breathe, and it is hard inside, no pillows or quilts, just hard wooden boards.

Ling Chengmu had a sore back of her head, she adjusted her posture for a long time, very depressed.

"Hey, Qin Ce."

Qin Ce closed his eyes and rested: "Yes."

"Is the arm useful? Borrow it from me."

"..."

"Don't get me wrong, how can I take advantage of you? I'll just borrow a pillow, or else I'll be guilty of cervical vertebrae."

Qin Ce was silent for a while, then Yiyan handed over his arm and put it under her neck.

Her long hair was spread out, and there was still the familiar scent of orange blossoms. The tighter the space, the stronger the scent.

The temperature difference between day and night in the ancient town is very large. During the day, it is fine, but at this moment, the temperature drops sharply, and it is a bit chilly at the junction of autumn and winter.

While the two were lying together, her body temperature came through the fabric, but it didn't seem to be that cold.

The sound of the wind in the courtyard was as tight as a burst.

In the distance, there are faint footsteps approaching here.

Ling Chengmu was alert for a moment: "Come on."

Qin Ce opened his eyes.

...

The gluttonous and sharp claws will make a sizzling sound when they step on the ground, like chalk scratching a blackboard, which makes people feel goosebumps.

It passed the coffins of Wu Shijiu and Guanyue Lingzi, and its tail wrapped in hard armor swept across, knocking the body of the coffin once and for all.

Wu Shijiu is like an ostrich, and the whole person is huddled in Guanyue Lingzi's arms, making Guanyue Lingzi seem to be protecting the cub.

Taotie passed Chang Su's coffin, turned a blind eye, and did not stop.

It passed Xu Xiao and Lu Ling's coffins again, and looked left and right for a while.

Lu Ling put his face close to the vent, and looked out with one eye, trying to identify Taotie's appearance. Unfortunately, from his angle, he could only see Taotie's dark and green claws.

Then his head was pulled back by Xu Xiao.

Taotie finally stopped beside Ling Chengmu and Qin Ce's coffins.

The paper figurine's clothes on the lid of the coffin were swayed by the wind, like an infinitely slow camera.

Taotie leaned his head and smelled it carefully.

It probably didn't smell the breath of a living person, but that didn't stop it from playing a prank.

It stretched out its claws and violently overturned the coffin in front of it.

It was so powerful that the coffin tumbled two or three times in the yard before it hit the wall and stopped.

At the moment of the collision, Ling Chengmu subconsciously ducked in Qin Ce's direction out of self-preservation instinct.

Qin Ce's arms closed, decisively protecting the back of her head and lumbar spine.

His back slammed hard against the coffin board, and he almost heard the crunch of bones.

... time frame.

The sound of the wind on all sides gradually subsided, and the sound of gluttonous footsteps seemed to have stopped.

I don't know where the light came from, strands of light penetrated into the coffin, forming a hazy haze.

Ling Chengmu was about to ask Qin Ce, but an irresistible sleepiness suddenly struck.

Her head dropped.

When Ling Chengmu woke up again, people were already standing on the streets of the ancient town.

The dark clouds above her head dissipated, and the moonlight seemed to be much brighter, allowing her to clearly see the whole picture of the ancient town.

And the comings and goings of the ancient town...

teammates.

Teammates indeed, not six teammates, but hundreds of teammates.

They have the same faces and the same clothes, some are Wu Shijiu, some are Chang Su, some are Xu Xiao...

Not only that, but even the demeanor is the same.

"Hold."

This word represents all of Ling Chengmu's current mood.

what is this? Real or fake Monkey King?

No wonder the rules at the beginning of the system say that being killed by a teammate is also considered an out.

Guess who is wrong.

She took the blind stick in her hand and strode forward. In the process, she could feel the eager gazes of those people.

"Sister Orange!" One of them, Wu Shijiu, ran over happily, posing to hug her, "But I found you, you don't even know what I just went through!"

She calmly raised her blind cane and separated the other party from herself.

"Lu Ling is not with you?"

"No ah!"

"Don't you really like him?"

Wu Shijiu smiled, showing an innocent and cute expression like a little girl: "No way, but he is indeed a good person."

Ling Chengmu nodded: "Okay."

fake.

The next second, the blade of the blind stick popped out, immediately cutting off the fake Wu Shijiu's head.

Fake Wu Shijiu fell to the ground in response, the green smoke curled up, and immediately turned into a broken paper figurine.

This is an illusion, and all the fake teammates are illusions of paper figures.

What she has to do is to keep the truth from the false.

It stands to reason that the real teammate can be identified just by looking at who is trying to clear the paper doll.

However, the situation is not so simple, because soon, the teammates in the whole town are all caught in a melee, some attacking each other, some attacking her.

To be on the safe side, Ling Chengmu decided to kill all the paper figurines pretending to be him first, so that nothing could go wrong.

The blind stick swirled and swept across, and she charged and slashed all the way. Everywhere she went, the fake Ling Chengmu was broken into pieces, and the paper figures fluttered in the wind, as if they had destroyed a funeral center.

This kind of experience of killing herself is quite special. It was her first experience, and it was a bit fresh and exciting.

...

While Ling Chengmu was enjoying the excitement, the rest of the teammates were also in the gluttonous fantasy realm, carrying out a vigorous anti-counterfeiting activity.

Wu Shijiu picked up a brick, avoided the chaotic battle circle, and walked forward against the wall.

Then, somewhere in the corner, she saw Kanyue Ayako, who was squatting there to avoid the limelight.

"Sister Ayako?"

Guanyue Ayako raised her head: "Oh, Jiujiu sauce, hurry up and hide here, it's very dangerous outside."

This "Jiujiu sauce" obviously lost a bit of the warm and glutinous texture. Mandarin is very standard, but it sounds extraordinarily stiff.

Wu Shijiu was vigilant: "Sister Lingzi, what were the names of the three female ghosts who were quite famous in Japan last time? Rash slipper and father?"

"It's Sadako Hanako and coconut."

"...Oh, thanks for the correction."

After finishing speaking, Wu Shijiu patted the brick in his hand.

Shooting people with bricks, she has never lost.

At the same moment, Guanyue Lingzi held an iron-handled broom that she had found at the door of some house, and confronted a certain Ling Chengmu.

Ling Chengmu said anxiously: "I'm your captain, dear Ayako, you don't know me anymore? Stop making fun of me!"

Guanyue Ayako looked at her: "Captain."

"Um?"

"I think you and Qin executive are a good match."

After CP Fantou said this testimonial, the iron-handled broom swung over.

Can the captain's temperament be copied casually?

...

Lu Ling followed Ling Chengmu's strategy, kill himself first.

On the way to kill him madly, he met Chang Su, who was passing by. The elder brother who was about 1.9 meters tall smiled and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Warden Lu, so you're here? I saw our teammates. They're over there. Come with me."

"..."

He reversed the boomerang, instantly severing the opponent's neck.

Even if he didn't know Chang Su very well, he knew that stuttering could not be cured for a while.

Unexpectedly, without taking two steps, another Chang Su appeared from the street corner.

"Jun Lu... Warden, so you are... here?"

He turned his head sharply: "Have you seen Wu Shijiu?"

Chang Su was stunned: "What... what about her? You follow... and me..."

Swish! Another dart.

Even if he didn't know him well, he knew that this brother regarded the little girl as his own sister or even his own daughter, and when he mentioned it, his face looked like a father, which was absolutely fake.

Then when he turned the corner, he saw Qin Ce who was being besieged by a group of people in the distance.

Qin Ce's style is steady and ruthless, and all the targets he hit are paper figurines without exception.

And the order of his kills is regular.

He consciously killed the fake Ling Chengmu first (…)

Lu Ling felt that this 80% was the real Qin Ce. He was hesitating whether he should step forward to confirm, but before he had time to take a step, he saw another Ling Cheng walking towards Qin Ce.

That Ling Chengmu got rid of the paper figurines blocking the way, and when he arrived in front of Qin Ce, he caught up with Qin Ce and turned around.

The eyes were facing each other, and she raised her hand with a half-smile and hooked his chin.

"Executive Qin, have you found anyone?"

Qin Ce was hesitating at first, but seeing her reaction now, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she immediately swung the stick to her face.

At the same time, Ling Chengmu blocked the backhand and unscrewed the blade of the blind stick.

Metals collided, and fire splattered.

Even in the illusion, each other's strength can convey accurate information, which is the strength that paper figurines cannot imitate.

The two of them stopped for a while, and both stopped their hands.

Ling Chengmu was shocked: "Are you **** real?"

"...you are also true."