Salted Fish Zombie

[No. 4-10326 "Pretending to be a Ghost" is opened for the first time. 】

[There are many unknown beings around you watching you, they may be on the road, next to your seat, or next to your bed. 】

[Hush! Please be careful! Don't let them find that you are not their kind, otherwise, they will "seek common ground without reserving differences". 】

[Dungeon task: complete the road to the underworld. 】

[Mission time: 15 days in **** time (3 days in base time)]

[Reminder: But do good deeds, don't ask about the future. 】

[Yangjian Road, Yangjianjing has been walking a lot and seeing a lot, do you want to change the road and see a different scenery? This trip will satisfy your wish, I wish all players a pleasant journey. 】

Start sending.

Ning Su heaved a sigh of relief, only to realize that the dungeon number was a bit familiar.

He thought about it, and understood why he was familiar.

On the hearse that entered the game, Miss Skeleton Driver once put a card in his pocket. The number on the card is 4-10326.

At that time Ning Su didn't know what the card meant, but now he understood that it was Miss Skeleton's home address.

After listening to the system's report, Ning Su was secretly elated.

In the past, he watched the dungeon preview in the game hall and carefully selected, but he didn't choose a dungeon that was very suitable for him. Instead, he entered the dungeon randomly, and the adaptability exceeded expectations.

Pretend to be a ghost.

For a zombie whose vitality is only 0.1, it is really a professional counterpart.

When Ning Su opened his eyes, he was in a car.

In the middle of the night, the headlights were dim, and the details could not be seen clearly, only that it was a long-distance bus.

It is an old-fashioned long-distance bus with a bed that can lie down overnight when the high-speed rail is not so popular.

He was lying on such a bed at this moment.

The iron fence on the bed was stained with rust, the sheets under him had a musty smell, and the pillow was hard and wet.

Although it is a professional counterpart, this environment is really not comparable to the small villas in Huaiyang Village and the luxurious rooms in the old castle.

At most, it can be at the same level as the Flower Attendant Hall of the Flower God Temple.

On the other beds, it was hard to say anything.

Ning Su squinted his eyes, and saw a dark coffin on a bed in the dim light. There were a few drops of dried blood on the thick black. In such a dark environment, it was a bit depressing and terrifying.

On a bed, lay a "person" with a neck bent at 90°.

On a bunk lay a "person" in a blood-colored prison uniform.

On a bunk lay a rotten "person" whose face was covered with gray and gray corpse spots.

…

On another bed lay a stiff and trembling person.

Ning Su: "."

The driver at the front, with long seaweed-like hair, was driving quietly.

Around the driver's seat, there are many familiar dolls.

Two ghost children were lying beside him, watching him in the dark.

Ning Su made a gesture of hissing to them, and immediately covered Gui Sheng's mouth, for fear that he would say "hmm!" again.

Guisheng looked at him with two slightly different big eyes, bent into small crescents, and happily rubbed against his arm.

Ning Su put his other arm on the delicate little princess's pillow, she couldn't stand that pillow.

The little girl rested quietly on his arm, and a small skull appeared in his arms.

The car staggered forward in an unknown area, and in front of the dim headlights, there were shadows of trees.

Ning Su blinked his sleepy eyes, and simply closed them to sleep.

He liked to sleep lying on trains and coaches, rocking and undulating gently like a cradle.

The two children also slept with him.

In this car full of horrific dead bodies, they huddled together and slept soundly and peacefully.

Ning Su didn't know when he woke up. After a sound sleep, he found something changed in the car.

The stiff man got out of bed before he went to bed.

In this car, except for a few "people" who are lying down, everything is similar to an ordinary long-distance bus.

There are suitcases, woven bags, vegetable baskets, and a few food bags, just like ordinary people taking long-distance buses to other places.

The man didn't look big, in his early twenties, with flax curly hair, he quietly walked to a basket not far from him.

There's a **** in there.

He moved fairly neatly, pinching the cock's mouth and knocking it out before it struggled.

He took out a knife and started bleeding the cock.

The **** blood flowed all over his hands, and he smeared the **** blood on his hands all over his face and everywhere on his body, trying to smear himself into a blood man.

Ning Su: "..."

He heard that rooster blood can ward off evil spirits and suppress funerals, but he just heard about it.

If the little Taoist is here, he can ask, can rooster blood still cover up popularity.

He can understand what this player is going to do, pretending to be a dead body, and maybe trying to cover his popularity with rooster blood.

However, has he ever thought that maybe the rooster belongs to a dead body, and what to do if he finds him later.

Curly finally stopped trembling, seemed to feel relieved, and quickly lay back on the bed.

After a while, he came down again, crawled under a bed, picked up a talisman paper, and stuck it on his forehead.

Ning Su: "..."

He probably felt that he was even less like a living person. After lying down this time, his body relaxed a lot.

Not long after, he got off the bed again, lay down on the bottom of the car, and wrote on the ground with his finger stained with chicken blood: "Hello, is there anyone?"

Ning Su: "..."

Thinking about it from a normal person's point of view, once you enter the dungeon, you will be in this kind of corpse car. There is an unknown darkness ahead, and there are horrible dead people in the car. I really want to find a living companion, otherwise it is really a little scary?

When Ning Su wanted to answer him, he squatted there and suddenly trembled, and a "person" sat up on the bed next to him.

It quietly lowered its head to look at the curly hair, and its eyes moved stiffly on its gray face.

From the curly hair squatting on the ground, it can be seen that he is trying his best not to tremble. Trembling is something that only living people have, and it is easy to find out that he is not of the same kind.

He bit the back of his hand hard, held his breath, and his back was tense.

There was a suffocating silence in the car.

At this moment, there was a scream outside the car.

The dead body sitting on the bed looked up.

Ning Su lifted the curtain of the car next to the pillow, and there was another car next to their car.

Ning Su was not surprised. There were a total of 30 players in this game, and it was impossible for all of them to be in this car.

The screams came from that car.

While Ning Su was watching, that car stopped, and their car also stopped.

One after another, "people" got out of the car, and Curly got out of the car too, because he didn't want to make himself look different, and also wanted to see what was going on outside.

Ning Su immediately followed with the two children.

Under the car, Ning Su intentionally walked beside Curly.

They followed the group of "people" to the car, and the screaming person had been carried under the car.

Some of the "people" in the car were described as scary, they looked like dead people, and some were just like normal people. In addition, the players were all pretending to be dead bodies at this time, so it was difficult to distinguish which ones were the players.

Except for those who knew each other before entering the game.

Ning Su was next to a car behind, and saw Fang Qi with one arm twisted to the back, walking over with a stiff face.

Ning Su: "..."

People and dead bodies surrounded the man who had just screamed and was lying in a pool of blood.

The two deep blood holes on the neck are bleeding, and the eyes are wide open in horror, as if the horrible picture seen before death is still preserved inside.

Obviously this is a player, a player who just died.

No one knows how he died except the players in the same car as him.

It is very likely that these dead bodies discovered that he was not of the same kind.

A dead body grabbed his footsteps and lifted him upside down, and the remaining blood gushed out from the slit in his neck. Another dead body tied his feet, hung him from a tree, and put his head down. A wooden barrel to catch blood.

The car was parked on the side of the road, in a dilapidated park behind a tree, the dead bodies were scattered, as if they were waiting for the blood of the people hanging on the tree to flow out before leaving.

Curly followed a tall man with hair half covering his face, and Ning Su walked up to him again.

He heard Curly whisper nervously to the man: "You are Zhao Kehan, I met you at the base, and I am Pang Yang from Yinhua Society, what's going on in your car? I'm the only one in our car !"

Ning Su: "..."

Are you polite?

I followed all the way, you don't think I'm human?

Ning Su: "You—hello—"

Pang Yang and Zhao Kehan ​​froze immediately.

A drop of sweat oozed from Curly's forehead, Zhao Kehan ​​held his breath, and they slowly turned their heads to look at the source of the cool and stiff voice.

It was midnight, and a pale light fell from the moon somewhere.

It was as pale as the face of the "person" in front of him.

On his pale face, his expression was frozen, his eyes were pitch black, and for some reason there was a faint blackness.

He was wearing a loose white t-shirt with a large neckline. From the pale and bony collarbone to the slender neck, there was a layer of thin blood vessels.

That color is long dead at first glance.

Even more frightening were the two children beside him.

They looked at them with wide eyes. Ghost boys are sometimes scarier than big ghosts. When the childishness and weirdness in the eyes are combined, it makes people feel numb from the bottom of their hearts.

What's more, these two children themselves are not normal.

One had different faces on both sides, and his fingers were incomplete.

One was wearing a small white skirt, holding a skull, blood was faintly overflowing from the pupils.

Curly has already figured out how these three people died.

The two children who grew up next to each other should be the elder brother and the younger brother and sister. When the parents were not at home, the elder brother who was a high school student cooked for the younger brother and sister and left the gas on, causing tragedy.

The little brother must have also helped cook, so not only was his face slightly discolored by the gas poisoning, but he also chopped vegetables and cut off his fingers.

The panic on Curly's face was uncontrollable, because cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Dead bodies shouldn't sweat.

He will soon be found out that he is not a dead body, he will be eaten by them.

The two noticed a deformed arm approaching, they were not sure if it was a player or a dead person.

If it's a player, they really want him to go.

There are already dead bodies here who have noticed them, so he shouldn't come here, do the three of them have to share the three dead bodies equally among them?

"Ning Su." He whispered to the dead body, "What's going on in your car?"

The two opened their eyes wide in horror. Isn't this a self-destruct?

They are obviously dead bodies!

Did such weird three people temporarily cut off their fingers in order to act as a dead body, and temporarily search for a skull with colored contact lenses in the car?

Ning Su turned his head and asked him softly, "How do you know these two are players?"

Fang Qi: "I saw them in the game lobby."

The other two: "???"

Ning Su let out a "huh", indeed before entering the game, some players who immediately entered the dungeon gathered in front of the light screen, but he came in a hurry and didn't look carefully.

It took a long time for the two players in a trance to accept the fact that one of the three is a person and the other two are props.

The four players sat away from the crowd of corpses, discussing in a low voice.

"The person who died just now was in your car, right? How did he die?" Curly-haired Pang Yang asked Zhao Kehan.

"Yeah." Zhao Kehan ​​responded in a low voice, "He was lying on the bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a horrific dead body looking at him close to his face. Grab the neck."

Thinking of the two blood holes on the player's neck just now, they all knew how the player died.

Corpse fingers penetrated his neck.

Fang Qi said: "So, screaming and terrified expressions may make the dead body find out that it is a different kind?"

Zhao Kehan ​​said with an ugly face: "It may also be breathing, because the dead body was very close to him at that time, and he could feel his breathing."

The other two players are silent.

This is too difficult, it is impossible for them to live without breathing.

Zhao Kehan ​​said: "Don't be nervous, I was breathing in the car too, I should have noticed it when they were very close, at other times I can breathe, just hold my breath when they get close."

"The key is to predict what behaviors may expose oneself, that is to say, what behaviors the living people will have that the dead body does not have."

He was very good at grasping the key points, Ning Su looked up at him.

Zhao Kehan ​​noticed his gaze and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, Zhao Kehan, Hongyu Club."

Curly said: "Pang Yang, Yinhua Club."

Fang Qi: "Fang Qi, free player."

Ning Su: "Ning Su, free player."

On the basis of knowing that Ning Su is a human being, looking at Ning Su again, Pang Yang said, "Why do I feel that you look familiar?"

Zhao Kehan ​​interrupted him, "Time is precious, now is not the time to talk about this, let's continue the discussion just now."

Zhao Kehan ​​said: "According to what we know, panic, screaming, breathing, I also think of sweating, trembling, coughing, sneezing, laughing, crying, body temperature, heartbeat, drinking water, eating..."

Ning Su: "..."

If you can't eat, is this still a person's life?

Pang Yang: "...Is this still a human?"

Zhao Kehan: "We just want to be human!"

Fang Qi added: "In addition to eating and drinking, there is also Lazard."

"..."

This issue cannot be discussed in depth.

Zhao Kehan ​​said: "With these assumptions, when you face them again, if you have any other reactions, first think about whether the dead body will have such a reaction."

Several people nodded.

After talking about the current problem, Zhao Kehan ​​led them to discuss this dungeon again.

"We are currently pretending to be a dead body, but this dungeon is called "Pretending to be a Ghost". What do you think?"

Fang Qi said: "The mission of the dungeon is to complete the road to the underworld. This dark road is worth paying attention to. Do you think we should follow along the way and witness the whole process from death to becoming a ghost in the underworld?"

Several hearts jumped.

Zhao Kehan ​​affirmed: "Very likely, this can also explain why it is called "Pretending to be a Ghost". We may have to blend in with ghosts and pretend to be ghosts."

Pang Yang said tremblingly: "I'm curious about how to turn from a dead person into a ghost, but how do we pretend to be ghosts? We have shadows, and ghosts are different from stupid corpses. They can think very smart. "

The members of the Hongyu Club are famous for being able to scan dungeons and analyze dungeons.

Pang Yang looked at Zhao Kehan, wondering if he could do anything about it.

Zhao Kehan ​​said, "I don't know now either."

He looked at the only one among the four who hadn't spoken, and asked Ning Su: "Little brother, what do you think? The dungeon was discussed and deliberated by everyone."

was named.

Ning Su had no choice but to say: "The more common theory of ghosts is that after death, the soul becomes a ghost. Why is this world set to change from a dead body to a ghost?"

"Is there a specific procedure for a dead body to become a ghost, and after that procedure, it will become a ghost, or will it gradually become a ghost?"

Pang Yang looked blank, "What's the problem? Does it have anything to do with our current situation?"

Zhao Kehan ​​didn't think so.

He looked at Ning Su more seriously.

This young man looked at the problem and brushed aside the clouds to see the essence.

Why.

How to change.

Although he didn't know the former question, he heard the value of the latter question.

"If they gradually become ghosts, maybe they are evolving and becoming human before we know it."

Pang Yang shuddered.

Several people fell silent.

They realized the difficulty of this dungeon.

Zhao Kehan ​​said: "Don't be discouraged, it's great that we have discussed so much in this little time, and there must be a solution for the rest."

Pang Yang was comforted, "Well, you are right."

Seeing that the dead bodies hadn't gotten into the car yet, he glanced at the people and "people" gathered in the park, and whispered to them, "Besides the dead bodies, there is another source of danger. You must pay attention to Xuewei."

Zhao Kehan ​​kept silent.

Fang Qi asked: "Who?"

"Eternal Ming Society, Human Pupa Master, Xue Wei." Pang Yang pouted and said, "She must have come to this dungeon to catch players to become human pupae."

Ning Su was taken aback. Before he entered the dungeon, he did see the woman with a seductive smile.

It wasn't the first time he met her. The last time he bought a house, he brought his two children and saw her once at the base, because Ah Fei said she was a "short-eyed" woman and scared away the agent. .

Pang Yang said: "That woman's chrysalis are all made of players. She is insidious. It would be better to become a ghost than to be made into a scary human chrysalis."

He hummed: "Our president's foot was bitten off by her chrysalis in the club competition, leaving a permanent root of the disease."

Ning Su pursed his lips, lowering his eyes to cover the emotion in his eyes.

Zhao Kehan ​​kept silent about this.

The whole base knows how scary the Human Pupa Master is, and no one dares to speak of her casually.

In the Eternal Ming Society, the three of them, the Human Pupa Master, Gu Po and Azan in black, can form a dark net that spreads all over the base.

Pang Yang dared to say that, because the Yinhua Society and the Yongming Society were sworn enemies.

And Zhao Kehan ​​belonged to the Hongyu Society.

The Hongyu Club was also lucky enough to win the first place in the club competition, but they all knew it was a fluke, and there was still a gap between them and those two clubs.

When the two societies fight, they never take part and remain neutral.

Pang Yang said: "Anyway, you have to be careful, this dungeon is a paradise for her, she may have come in after seeing the dead in the trailer video."

He silently prayed in his heart that the club competition should not be a copy like this.

Fang Qi asked: "Isn't she afraid of delaying the individual competition when she comes in?"

Pang Yang said: "She is one of the top ten players. The top ten players in the previous season must participate in the next season's competition, but they don't need to participate in the preliminary rounds. They will go directly to the final finals, and they will directly compete with the top three clubs. It's the same as the final of the club competition."

Fang Qi understood.

No wonder there are pupa masters in this dungeon, and Zhao Kehan ​​from the Hongyu Society who looks quite powerful.

Pang Yang was still nagging: "Maybe she entered this dungeon just to find a better chrysalis and prepare for the club and individual competitions."

"..."

Okay, I know how much you don't like her.

Fang Qi had never seen a human pupae master before, so he asked him, "Have you seen her? Where is she?"

Pang Yang snorted, "I know her even when she turns into ashes."

"..."

He looked around and stood up specifically to confirm, "There, under the tree by the lake, I sat with a man in a black windbreaker."

In the moonlit night, they could faintly see people not far away.

There was a woman with big waves, wearing hot pants and suspenders, her other facial features were somewhat blurred, and her berry red lips were particularly eye-catching.

Perhaps to make herself look less human, she wiped the lipstick upwards, and on her fair face, it looked like a red and purple crack.

She was talking to the man beside her. The man was wearing a black windbreaker that blended into the night, with a vine wrapped around his slender and curved hands, and he was looking at this side with a calm expression.

His eyes seem to be able to penetrate the distant darkness, and the eyes are as real as they fall.

Ning Su: "..."

Ning Su: "..."

He finally knew who the last player to enter the dungeon was.

It turns out that this non-human head is also considered a dungeon head.

He hurriedly covered his heart, and heard a heavy heartbeat.

Just then, they heard a dull, but extremely piercing ringing.

In bouts of dizziness, they saw a "person" start walking towards the car.

Several people glanced at each other, suddenly became nervous, and followed them to their respective cars with stiff steps.

Only two people were not in such a hurry.

Xue Wei moved a bit, but instead of standing up, she took a step closer to Ling Xiao.

The long eyeliner was raised at the end of her eyes, she exhaled smoke, and asked softly: "Handsome guy, the first time I see you, is this the first time you've just entered the base and you're a rookie?"

"This round of the game is the first time to play the book."

He didn't look at the woman. Seeing the boy get on the bus with the cane tucked into his sleeves, he immediately stood up.

Xue Wei felt that this was a bit strange, but she only thought it was his first time writing the book, looked at his figure, and smiled happily.

But the man never took a good look at her from beginning to end.

just look-

She followed his gaze, and happened to see the backs of two big and two young.

Seeing those two small figures, she was surprised, her red lips were slightly raised, and she smiled more happily, "Isn't this a coincidence?"

Just as he was about to enter the car door, one of the small figures stopped.

The little girl turned her head to look at her precisely. In the night, her two pitch-black eyes gleamed with strange blood, as if she was about to bleed.