The village chief obviously didn't expect that someone could open his mouth and talk to him, ignoring his gloomy temperament.

The most terrible thing is that after Kou Dong said these words, the little boy who had just talked the most in the group of children raised his face and looked at him - looking at him, it goes without saying that he knew what he was saying to Kou Dong. This proposal is heartwarming.

Moreover, at first glance, it is his own child.

The village chief opened his mouth and saw that his grandson also strayed at the moment, and he was so angry. He glared at his grandson, looked at the child and buried his head again, and immediately said: "Outlanders, you are just invited to dance the Nuo opera, don't worry about the extras."

Kou Dong stood up from the ground, ignoring the threat in his tone, just smiled and said, "Village Chief, you are in good health."

The old man suddenly lifted his eyelids and stared at him instead.

Kou Dong is also very daring, and he is not afraid of being looked at like this, and even made a home call with him: "My dad is only in his forties, and his body is not as tough as yours."

These words made the old man's expression soften a little, and he finally opened his mouth to answer, saying, "Of course."

Kou Dong: "Is it because of the gods enshrined in your temple? Can I worship?"

The village chief frowned again. He gave Kou Dong a warning look, his mouth twitched suddenly, sneered, and said, "Outlanders—Gods don't worship at will."

If it were a different person, he might be frightened by his playful tone. But Kou Dong only snorted, and questioned his soul: "But I see that your sacrifices are nothing special."

Isn't it worthless fruit?

He raised his eyebrows, "Or...we who dance Nuo opera are special?"

The laughter at the corner of the old man's mouth couldn't be sustained any longer, and he stopped talking to him, shaking his hands, and dispersing a group of children on the ground like chasing chickens. With a gloomy look in his eyes, he turned and walked into the alley.

Kou Dong murmured, "This reaction seems really special."

He brushed the cub off his shoulder, held it in his hand, and thought deeply, "It's weird."

Ye Yanzhi: "His eyes are sloppy, but his steps are firm, and his soul and body don't match well."

Kou Dong was a little surprised: "Cub, can you see that too?"

Ye Yanzhi didn't answer. In fact, the Ye family itself is good at soul art and knows the secrets of Feng Shui, which can be regarded as the most important branch of the Feng Shui family. As the heir, he has naturally learned since childhood, and he has never relaxed for a day.

As for what Kou Dong said about oranges, platforms... He had never learned it, but he knew all about ghosts, gods and folklore from the East and the West.

Kou Dong wandered around the village without much gain. This village looks small, but it is impossible to get out. Every time you reach the end of the road, you will step on the old road again.

endless.

There are not many people in the village, only a dozen or so, all of them have high beams. In addition, there is only one mysterious temple built, dedicated to the gods of unknown family.

There are many villagers who come and go, and no one talks to him. Kou Dong tried several times without success, but a thin female voice said from behind: "Don't ask, they are all like gourds, and they don't speak at all."

Kou Dong turned his head and saw that it was "land".

The Nuo face of "Land" is kind and kind. He doesn't sound very old, and his voice is a little childish, "Really."

Kou Dong paused before answering, "Indeed."

"What is this Nuo face of yours?" Land asked him, his thin white fingers sketched the eyebrows on his mask, "It looks so beautiful."

Kou Dong smiled and replied, "Yours looks better."

This is a fact, the land is a good god, but Zhong Kui is a fierce god, born with an angry look and scowling eyes, it is naturally difficult to be called good-looking.

Land seemed to realize something and laughed.

"Yeah .

"No," Kou Dong said, "it's fine."

His hand caressed the little man without a trace.

Ye Yanzhi hung it on his clothes and touched his fingertips.

Land Proposal: "Let's go together?"

Kou Dong's eyes stared at her from under the Nuo face.

"OK."

They briefly strolled around the village together. At six o'clock, seeing that it was getting dark, they said goodbye to each other and went back to rest.

Kou Dong returned to the first room and lay on the bed. He can't actually sleep, and I'm sure everyone else does too.

His hand was on the mask, and he talked to Ye Yanzhi in a casual manner.

"Cub, how do you think this game is played?"

Ye Yanzhi sat on his chest and frowned at him. This Nuo mask made the villain feel in the way - blocking the youth's face.

Kou Dong's body rose and fell slightly with the breathing rhythm, and Ye Yanzhi also rose and fell. He said, "Are you talking about people or ghosts?"

The two games are very different.

Kou Dong laughed, suddenly stretched out his hand to lift him up and rubbed his face, "Smart."

Ye Yanzhi had nowhere to avoid it, and the two cheeks were rubbed red, as if someone had put blush on him. He frowned at Kou Dong's hand, dissatisfied, "Don't rub me all the time."

"What's wrong with you?" Kou Dong couldn't understand, "Can't I rub you? It's because Dad loves you!"

Ye Yanzhi: "..."

Well, he thought gloomily, you'd better remember what you said.

At that time, even if you are rubbed and cried on the bed, you will have to endure it.

It was all out of love.

At 7:30, Kou Dong went out and walked towards the temple. The rules deliberately emphasized that he should arrive at eight o'clock, and he didn't think it was a good thing to be late.

There are not many people who have the same idea. Kou Dong bumped into several Nuo faces along the way, nodded to each other, and no one said much.

There were twelve more wooden chairs on the ground in front of the temple. They were seated in the order they came, and they were numbered from left to right. Kou Dong was in the front group, sitting third.

There was no light in the open space, only a dim and jumping candle from the temple. The shadows of everyone were pulled by the candlelight, and the brows and eyes raised on the mask became more and more clear on the ground, like a fierce god who really came to life.

It was silent, not even the slightest chirping of insects could be heard in the grass. The atmosphere was depressing and dull, and a few people quietly looked up at the sky.

The moon in the sky is a full moon, but anyone can see it is wrong at a glance. This moon is bigger than anything I've ever seen before, and it's not white, it's more like red - as if there is a layer of blood mist in front of it, and it can't be dispersed.

This kind of moonlight makes people feel even worse.

Kou Dong looked down and saw a shadow in the distance. Someone carrying a kerosene lamp came slowly from the end of the path. He also wore a Nuo mask on his face, but it was completely white, and there was no pattern on it. He raised the lamp, shone on the chair, and said in a loud voice, "Are they all here?"

No one said a word. He looked at it for himself, and the twelve chairs were full.

"Very good." Bai Nuo Mian said, "It's time to start."

He placed the kerosene lamp on the ground.

It seemed like a signal, and everyone was staring intently. The white Nuo face bowed to the god statue covered in red cloth, and then stepped forward and took out a wooden fork from the side.

Bai Nuo Nian exerted force on his hand, and the wooden stick shook.

slam-la-

slam-la-

The voice was monotonous and repeated, repeated in front of the statue. Finally, one of the sticks swayed so much that it swayed on the edge and was about to fall out.

With a snap, it tilted its head and fell completely to the ground.

Bai Nuo Nian picked up the sign.

His face was blocked by a strange mask, no one could see his expression clearly, only his hand could be seen, slowly turning the sign around.

"Ninth guest please," he hissed, a strange smile in his voice.

The players in the chairs suddenly realized something and turned to look to their right. On the ninth chair, the smiling monk was sitting, but his hands and feet were shaking at the moment, obviously he was afraid.

"No," he trembled, "no..."

"The ninth guest please."

Bai Nuo Mian repeated this sentence again, and the sign was facing him - a small nine was drawn on the bottom of the wooden sign.

The white robe of the laughing monk was shaking. He clearly didn't want to stand up, but he didn't know where the strength came from, he just clamped his arm and forced him to stand up.

ghost!

There are ghosts!

He almost wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound - the hand that grabbed him suddenly loosened, and he stumbled forward and fell at the feet of Bai Nuo Mian.

Bai Nuo Mian turned his face to him.

"The ninth guest," Bai Nuo Mian asked him, "Which guest's identity did you find?"

"..."

The laughing monk shuddered and did not answer.

He raised his eyes and wandered in despair on the eleven unseen nuo surfaces. This is the first day, and he is particularly afraid of these, and he almost never goes out during the day.

Where can we know that these are people or ghosts?

He didn't answer for a long time. Bai Nuo face lowered his head and stared at him, and said what he just said again.

"Tell me - which guest's identity did you find?"

Ye Yanzhi sat on Kou Dong's shoulders and suddenly said, "He has to say it."

Kou Dong: "Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scream - the other hand of the white Nuo face, which was always on his back, turned out to be a sharp bone gouging knife. Under the watchful eyes of the Nuomen, he suddenly stabbed the knife into Monk Xiao's arm, almost never cutting off the hand.

The smell of blood suddenly spread in the air, and Kou Dong vaguely felt a little sick.

The scene made him feel uncomfortable.

There was also a small commotion among the Nuo noodles sitting on the chairs.

Bai Nuo Mian held a sharp knife in his hand and slowly pulled it out of his texture. The knife was no longer sharp, and blood was dripping from the top.

He raised the knife and wiped it with the corner of his clothes.

The smiling monk gasped for a while, as if he was about to faint from the pain, and hugged Bai Nuo's feet with all his might.

"Please," he pleaded intermittently, "please..."

However, the other party ignored it. The sword light flashed slightly and moved towards his right arm.

"The ninth guest," Bai Nuo Mian said in a strange voice, "did you not find it because it was useless?"

At this moment, fear suddenly occupied Monk Xiao's heart. He shouted: "No! I found out... I found out!"

Bai Nuo Mian still did not put down the sharp knife, and looked at him through the heavy mask.

"Then please tell me."

"I found out..." The monk laughed with a weeping voice, "No. 2, I found No. 2..."

Kou Dong suddenly looked to his left.

Qin Tong was sitting in the second position, and he was the most normal Nuo face today, and he was faintly appealing among this group of people. His reaction, like the normal reaction of all veterans, reminded everyone to arrive on time.

Kou Dong had already guessed what Monk Laughing was going to say. Sure enough, Monk Xiao shivered and said, "He...he is a human..."

Bai Nuo Nian raised the kerosene lamp again and illuminated Qin Tong.

"Then," he said, "please come forward with the second guest."

Qin Tong's slanted eyes and crooked mouth became more and more conspicuous in the light, and the white oil seemed to drip from the mask. He got up from his chair and walked forward.

The smiling monk saw him as if he saw the dawn, and stretched out his hand to him with difficulty.

"Save me," he tried hard to reach out to touch Qin Tong, "Save me..."

Qin Tong looked down at him.

"Please come and verify this guest in person," said Bai Nuo face, pointing to the monk smiling, "Are you sure, is the guest in front of you a human?"

The smiling monk endured the pain and nodded.

Of course people!

This Qin Tong's tone is clearly a living person——

"Then please take off his Nuo face."

White Nuo Noodle said so.

The smiling monk was startled.

Take off... the mask?

"After taking it off, you will know the answer."

"Whether it's right...or wrong...you'll know right away."

The laughing monk's Adam's apple moved, as if he was swallowing hard. With some effort, he slowly stood up from the ground, still hanging a nearly crippled arm.

Qin Tong was standing opposite him, not even a step away from him, and the red hat was very eye-catching in the dim light.

Bai Nuo Mian held the lamp and urged, "Please hurry up with the two guests."

When monk Xiao heard these words, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand completely. The fingers of that hand were still trembling, barely holding the edge of Qin Tong's Nuo face.

must be human, must be human...

He repeated in his heart, telling himself over and over again.

Can't go wrong.

Qin Tong's hand patted his shoulder soothingly.

This action gave Monk Xiao some courage. He completely grasped the mask, and finally suddenly exerted force——

The wooden mask was completely overturned and fell before his eyes.

——He saw a gentle man's face, with thin eyebrows and flat eyes, and a very ordinary appearance.

The laughing monk suddenly went limp, relieved. He laughed hahaha, waved the remaining arm, and said loudly: "It's a human! It's a human!!"

He is alive!

He was right! !

Kou Dong was also inevitably relieved. Under the mask are people, which is a good thing after all. He could feel that the atmosphere of the people around him was also relaxed, Qin Tong's lips also showed a smile, and he stretched out his hand to laugh at the monk.

Ye Yanzhi was always looking at Qin Tong, but at this time he was lying beside Kou Dong's ear and said in a low voice, "Something's wrong."

Kou Dong was startled and raised his head, just to see Qin Tong pulling the man up from the ground.

Monk Xiao thought that he was fine, so he stretched out his hand and hugged him, "Brother..."

He couldn't finish his sentence.

Someone around suddenly let out a suppressed scream.

Kou Dong knew what they were called, Qin Tong, the "person" they thought of, and now the skin on his body was falling off piece by piece. He took off the bloody skin, and all that was exposed was blue and black, as if scorched by flames.

A ho-ho laughter came out of his mouth. He licked his mouth and turned to Monk Laughing, and suddenly bit his throat, completely biting it off at once - Kou Dong never knew that such a crisp sound could still be made from a human body.

"Congratulations..." The ghost slowly raised his face from above and said with a smile, "I guessed wrong."

"..."

The field fell into a dead silence. This sudden scene stunned the Nuo noodles on the chairs.

Only Bai Nuo Mian applauded and said to the ghost who was eating: "Congratulations to this guest."

"..."

Kou Dong frowned, and the discomfort became heavier.

No one wanted to congratulate him, and the crunching and crunching noises could be heard. Bai Nuo Mian didn't seem to see it at all. When the ghost on the ground dragged Monk Xiao's feet and pulled him out, Bai Nuo Mian turned around.

"Fine," he said, "and then—"

He picked up the lottery again.

"We will draw one more guest."

The blood on the ground has not been wiped clean, but condensed into a pool there. The previous lesson was so tragic that everyone had lingering fears, and they stared at the white Nuo face and started shaking the hand of the lottery again.

That voice now sounds like a bell.

wow.

wow.

Bai Nuo Mian shook the lottery drum with a clattering sound. From his actions, Kou Dong could clearly notice that he was more excited than the last time.

This kind of excitement made Kou Dong feel bad.

If the other party is only excited because he sees blood, that's a good thing.

If he's excited for something else...

The new sign came out, and Bai Nuo Nian picked it up and turned it over for everyone to see.

"It's the third guest," his voice trembled slightly, barely suppressing the strange excitement in his chest, "Please, the third guest..."

Kou Dong: "..."

Sure enough, sad premonitions are never wrong.

He said that these NPCs are rarely happy, and once they are happy, they can't hide it...

That basically means making up his mind to trick him.

Kou Dong got up from the chair, Ye Yanzhi was still sitting on his shoulder, and said, "You mean the land? She doesn't have to be a person."

The Nuo surface that Kou Dong has most contact with today is the land. Apart from her, Kou Dong has no one else to identify.

Kou Dong replied in a low voice to his cub, "No."

The land didn't seem to have any problems, but approaching him was too active, and Kou Dong couldn't be vigilant.

Others don't know, but he is very clear about what buff he has on his body-that is, the NPC's favorability is full.

In this case, those who want to get close to him are either NPCs who want to swallow him wholeheartedly, or players who have no malicious intentions but will lead to serious consequences...

The scene of the last instance being chased and killed by the entire research institute is still vivid in my mind. Kou Dong does not want to experience either of these two situations.

Ye Yanzhi's face also became solemn, and he said, "Who do you identify?"

This is the first day, and their information is too little.

The situation between Kou Dong and the players next to him is also different. If he makes a mistake, he will be dragged down by his legs on the spot. Once he falls into the hands of the NPC, he will never get out.

He grabbed a strand of Kou Dong's hair and became more depressed: "They did it on purpose."

This is absolutely impossible to win, he himself represents luck, and he has already offset Kou Dong's lucky E attribute.

Kou Dong said: "I know. Just entered the dungeon, how could they hold back and not pit me?"

It's like putting a plate of cheesecake in front of you. Who can resist tasting it with a spoon?

He is quite clear about his positioning, that is, the cheesecake that was favored by the NPCs, the meat of the Tang monk that everyone coveted. If he doesn't eat, it's not because he doesn't want to eat it, but because he doesn't have the chance - as long as there is a chance, he will definitely be eaten without any slag left.

Alas, the scum is cool for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

Kou Dong really wanted to wake up the scumbags in the world, don't play with people's hearts, not even the hearts of game characters. Ghosts know when they will jump from sweet love games to horror games?

He walked forward slowly, and Bai Nuo's eyes were more concentrated than before. There was creepy joy in those eyes, and the eyes behind the mask stared at Kou Dong without blinking.

Kou Dong really didn't know what these NPCs thought. Usually, when he was good-looking, he looked like an idiot. Now that he has such a vicious mask on his face, how can he still look intently?

Like being able to see through him.

Bai Nuo Mian asked, "The third guest, whose identity have you discovered?"

Following his question, the Nuo Noodles on the chairs also turned their heads. Nuo masks face Kou Dong, and there is a worry or a ghostly excited face hidden underneath.

Kou Dong was not in a hurry, and slowly put his hands behind his back, looking at the reactions of these Nuo faces one by one.

Among them, the land is the most obvious, with both hands on the handle, the body is leaning forward, obviously a worried look.

After Kou Dong had read them all, he turned his face and asked Bai Nuo Mian a silly question, "Are you the owner of this temple?"

Bai Nuo's face was stunned.

The kerosene lamp in his hand flickered slightly, and he hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "Of course not."

"Oh," Kou Dong said, "it's good."

White Nuo Noodles: "...???"

Okay?

Where is it so good?

His head was full of questions, and there was a vague feeling of not being good. Waiting to urge again, Kou Dong took the initiative to take his words and replied, "Then I have chosen."

Bai Nuo Mian was a little flustered by what he said, and rarely said: "Otherwise, think about it again."

You picked so fast! I'm not ready yet!

Kou Dong: "No, I don't want to."

Everyone: "..."

Isn't this style a bit wrong?

Kou Dong looked at the white Nuo face, and said very sincerely and politely: "I don't choose either, just you."

Bai Nuo looked at him sullenly, still not understanding what the phrase "just you" means.

Kou Dong: "It's like this, I saw through your identity. I think you are a ghost."

White Nuo Noodles: "!!!"

The author has something to say:

Kou Dong: I'm very happy when I peel it off.

Hey hey.