Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

"I know that you are not ordinary people." Ying Xia answered the question, "You... don't investigate any further, leave here. We are different from you. You can leave here, you can go back, and we can only stay here forever. Here, only by staying here...we can survive."

He stopped.

"What if I said we must investigate further?" Chu Tianshu said.

"...Then I have no choice." Ying Xia said in a low voice, "I don't want you to die. You are indeed good people... very good people."

"Don't want us to die?"

Ying Xia pursed her lips and did not answer.

"Then let's change the question that is easier to ask." Chu Tianshu raised his eyes and looked at him, "Last night, you went up the mountain with an umbrella, what exactly did you do? Did you come to us...or did you want to do something else? ?"

Ying Xia raised her head in horror.

"I smelled blood, it came from the temple." Chu Tianshu said, "You went to the temple in the middle of the night, are you trying to save us, or are you trying to deal with it?"

The two looked at each other quietly, and after a long while, a shocking scream came from the village.

Then came the woman's cry.

"...What are you talking about, I don't understand." Ying Xia smiled slowly, "Are you wondering, am I the ghost?"

Speaking, he spread his hands: "As you can see, I am standing here, and on the other side, another person was just killed by a ghost at the village chief's house. I have neither the time nor the motive to commit the crime - I just went up the mountain , and met you guys. I didn't do anything, I was just a well-meaning outsider—"

"Why do you know that that person is at the village chief's house? What about this handwriting?"

Ying Xia's throat was stuck.

What appeared in Chu Tianshu's hand was a notebook with a black cover: "In Ren Qiu's house, Ren Chun's notebook, the notes from the two deceased's homes are actually the same handwriting as your diary, and in your old house, To have all the items with real Ren Chun's handwriting - what the **** is going on?"

Ying Xia's face suddenly contorted. He finally took off his cold mask, his eyelids shaking violently. After a long time, he let out a dry laugh: "But what can this prove? Prove that I am a ghost? But you take a good look, I am a fake human being..."

"Prove that you are Li Gui's helper." Chu Tianshu said quietly, "Leave a note to kill Ruan Tian, ​​prompting Yan Chuchu and Ji Nanquan to fight, attracting Ji Nanquan and Liao Guan up the mountain, and finally letting them die in the temple It's all you, right? Yan Chuchu-has already told us all these things. Do you want us to kill each other?"

Ying Xia lowered her head, bit her lip hard, and finally smiled for a long time: "Yes, I did it all."

"It was I who forged the note in Ren Chun's handwriting, it was I who induced players to kill each other, it was I who led Liao Guan and Ji Nanquan to the temple, so that they would eventually die in the temple... Yes, the players who hunted the players. People, it's me." Ying Xia said coldly, "As early as three years ago, I knew that these were all games. I'm an NPC... and you, the so-called players. Let me know about these things, It's Chen Du."

Chu Tianshu's eyes narrowed. Ying Xia continued: "I know your mission, it's been three years, and it's still the same. Mission one is to protect the four villagers, the so-called NPCs, and mission two is to find the ultimate culprit and eliminate it, isn't it? What? Actually, I met Ren Chun six years ago and fell in love with her, so I can't allow you to kill her. That's right, the two ultimate culprits are me and her..."

His voice stopped abruptly when another person appeared at the entrance of the alley.

"...Du Xiaoran has already told us everything she saw." Lin Huai said, "The so-called joint reflexion is the back, and the so-called girl's figure is the long hair. You look at the clock repeatedly, yes In order to confirm the time. The little paper figurines holding hands are twins. What Ren Chun wants to attack is not her brother, but the thing on the back of her brother's head. And the real Specter, the person you want to cover up is—"

"Ren Qiu."

Ying Xia raised her head in horror. In his field of vision, another teenager, led by Lin Huai, stumbled out of the corner. He was extremely sleepy, but barely supported his eyelids and grabbed his face after hearing the shocking truth.

"So, I..." He looked at his hands slowly, "that's why I'm the ghost..."

All confusions were answered at that moment. Why every night from one to ten o'clock, he would be sleepy, lose consciousness and memory, and wake up the next morning to find himself lying in different parts of the house. Why does his mother have a nervous breakdown, keep clipping oddly shaped little people, and keep screaming when he gets close. Why would his sister, after leaving the grave, attack him first...

It turned out that on the back of his head, under the cover of his hair, there was that Specter.

Memories from a long time ago came flooding back. He remembered his father who accidentally discovered the ruined temple when he was a child and made a wish to "get rich" to the idol. He remembered his mother who, after his sister left him and went to work in the city, entered the temple and made a wish on the statue, hoping that his sister would "stay"...

"That temple is really very spiritual." He heard his parents' voices, "but it's strange, it seems that no one but our family can see the temple..."

Therefore, after his sister's unjust death, with tears in his eyes, on his sister's birthday, in the heavy rain, he climbed the temple on the hillside, knelt in front of the temple, and made a wish of "revenge for sister" to it. .

'If there really are ghosts in this world...' the feverish young man thought vaguely, 'then ask her to avenge my sister...'

‘Our family has never done a single bad thing in our life, why is it like this? ’

Amid the heat and the dripping rain, he heard odd laughter and a "OK".

It was the next morning when I woke up. He found himself lying on the bed in a brand new suit. And the villagers were discussing an incident in horror: someone was gouged to death.

And next to that person's body, a paragraph was written in blood: "None of them will be spared"

He looked at the corpse from a distance, twisted pleasure and extreme fear welling up in his heart. Covering the back of his head, he seemed to hear that weird laughter again.

It said, "Okay."

"...Ying Xia, you must have discovered Ren Qiu's **** clothes, right?" Chu Tianshu said slowly, "In order to protect him, you followed him at night and removed all possible dangers for him. Obstacles, you..."

"Yeah, you can accuse us because you are players and we are NPCs! So it is right and proper for you to kill us. But even the devil who is about to be killed by you will have his own friends. If the player You can kill NPCs indiscriminately in order to survive and for tasks, why can't NPCs kill players for tasks?!" Ying Xia became excited, he took a step forward, "If you want to survive, you can treat us as A copy, as a character in the game. Then why can't the characters in the game kill you if they want to live?"

"You come here as if we were some heinous creature. As long as we are ghosts, everything we do is wrong. Each and every one of them, for their own mission, wants to put us to death...that Why can't we—" His voice gradually choked up, "It's clear that we are the group of people who have been... abandoned... harshly... Ren Chun did nothing, but was drowned in the lake. Ren Qiu did nothing. If you don't want to do it, but you have to be possessed by a ghost... Is this also our fault? Because of this, we should be killed for granted?"

He looked straight at the two of them, blood-red eyes full of stubbornness.

"I'm not convinced!" he said.

"Ren Qiu," Lin Huai's voice sounded, "Come here."

Ren Qiu was staggered by him for a moment, and the next moment, a bow and arrow passed him and landed directly where he was standing.

Ren Qiu raised his head in horror, and the person who appeared in his field of vision was Zhang Mingge holding a bow and arrow. Standing behind him was a white-bearded old man he had never seen before.

This old man... Lin Huai had just put on an attacking stance, but was blocked by another person.

"The Taoist priest! It's the two of them!" Wang Zhanpeng shouted excitedly, "You're going to kill them, it's just the two of them that will hurt Jiangcun..."

The white-bearded old man must be the Taoist priest of Qingxu who has been in seclusion for a long time. He looked at a few people, and said to Zhang Mingge: "God has the virtue of good life, killing the boy who was possessed by ghosts and ghosts is to kill the young man who was possessed by ghosts. As for the other person, he was really fascinated by ghosts. He was detained and taught by good students. …”

"Chu Tianshu, get out of the way." Zhang Mingge pointed at the man standing in front of everyone, "The three people behind you are all—"

"It's all my sneaky chicken." Chu Tianshu said.

"..." Zhang Mingge's hand holding the bow trembled, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I just suddenly felt that compared to the glasses archer, the white-bearded old man, the second generation of the rich and the rich, and the murderer, the handsome man, the handsome guy, the beautiful boy number one, and the beautiful boy number two are more like the righteous side in terms of appearance." Chu Tianshu shrugged.

Zhang Mingge: "...I really want to shoot you if you don't leave."

"Don't say such vulgar words, you will be locked..." Chu Tianshu raised his hand, "I count three, two, one—"

"Three, two, one—" The next moment, he grabbed an umbrella from the void and held it in front of him, "Run!"

At the moment when the bow and arrow left the string, a bow and arrow like a pear blossom in a rainstorm shot in the direction of Chu Tianshu. Ying Xia gritted her teeth, grabbed Ren Qiu's hand, and ran up the mountain.

The white-bearded old man's eyes narrowed, he flew up, and was about to fly in the direction of the two teenagers. However, another figure in a red suit flew faster than him.

"Your opponent is me." Lin Huai said coldly, "Speaking of which, why am I the villain who blocks the decent role..."

While complaining, he drew a blood-red long sword from his hand.

"Lin Huai!" Chu Tianshu's voice came from the other side, "You go first, I am here!"

Lin Huai turned around and saw that Chu Tianshu had already rushed over holding a long umbrella: "Go find them, Ren Qiu still has a grimace on his body... Don't worry, I'll follow after, I'm super strong!"

Saying that, he gave Lin Huai a thumbs up.

"Okay." Lin Huai stopped thinking about it. He took one last look at the crowd surrounding him and turned to leave.

Ying Xia led Ren Qiu and sprinted in the bleak autumn night. Gradually, the streets and alleys of Jiangcun were left behind by him. He is like a galloping river, and like a free wind, galloping in all past, future and present. What finally appeared in front of the two of them was the golden wheat wave under the moonlight.