I am a god in the escape game by drawing cards

Chapter 182 Who Killed Me 11
After confirming that the survival time has successfully exceeded 20 hours, Fang Muge launched the [Dark Mage] skill to attack himself [Intimidation].

[You are dead, and you survived for a total of 21 hours this time.Cause of death: Died of shock. 】

Mission [-] and mission [-] have been completed, and the next thing to complete is mission [-]: escape the death loop.

Time reversed, Fang Muge opened his eyes from the coffin again.

The sound of howling wind was accompanied by the sound of pattering rain, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating half of the night sky.

Before the middle-aged man who dug the grave noticed something was wrong, Fang Muge activated the skill to cast [Curse] on herself, cursing her body to present the appearance of death.

The moment the curse was fulfilled, Fang Muge's body lost a series of characteristics that a living person should have, such as temperature, breathing, heartbeat and pulse.

The middle-aged man with a large bag full of gold and silver treasures finally remembered that there was a corpse in the coffin, and quietly raised his eyes to look at it. He was slightly relieved when he saw that the female corpse did not respond.

"Bodhisattva bless you, I don't mean to offend you, please don't blame me, I'll cover your coffin right away." The middle-aged man murmured and pulled the uncovered coffin lid back on.

After closing the brand-new coffin completely, the middle-aged man's expression softened a lot. He picked up the hoe beside him and planned to fill it up with the dug out soil again.

At this moment, the middle-aged man raised his head unintentionally, and saw a dark shadow holding an umbrella getting closer in the distance.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man panicked, dropped the hoe in his hand, and ran away with the gold and silver jewelry he fished out of the coffin.

After running for a few steps, a thunderbolt struck from the sky, and the gold and silver jewelry in the middle-aged man's arms were scattered all over the ground, and the body struck by the lightning fell straight to the ground.

The black shadow holding an umbrella in the distance was getting closer and closer, and the man in Taoist robe slowly walked up to the middle-aged man, stretched out his foot and kicked the middle-aged man's body:
"Tsk, there are really people who are not afraid of death and dare to dig graves, they deserve to be struck by lightning."

Stepping over the middle-aged man's body, the Taoist-robed man came to the dug grave.

After brushing off the dirt on the coffin, the man in Taoist robe easily lifted the lid.

The newlyweds in the coffin were lying quietly, the clothes of the newlyweds were slightly messed up by the rain.

The man in Taoist robe held the umbrella above Fang Muge's head, covering the pouring rain.

After a moment of silence, the Taoist robed man stretched out his hand towards Fang Muge in the coffin.

The moment the Taoist robed man's hand touched Fang Muge's forehead, Fang Muge activated the [Scaring Technique] from the [Dark Mage] skill to take effect.

The Taoist robed man who was trapped in the intimidation technique witnessed the refining of the Corpse Puppet King being interrupted again and again, and every time the refining of the Corpse Puppet King was interrupted, it was his old Taoist master.

Cold sweat broke out from the forehead of the Taoist robed man, and he broke free from the intimidation technique suddenly.

"Master, refining the corpse puppet king is my long-standing wish, and I cannot let you ruin my wish." The Taoist robed man muttered to himself.

Looking down and thinking for a moment, the Taoist robed man threw a talisman paper into Fang Muge's coffin.

The moment the talisman paper fell into the coffin, it spontaneously ignited and dissipated, and the excess water in the coffin also disappeared, and the rainwater falling from the sky automatically avoided the coffin.

"Don't worry, you'll be out soon, very soon." The Taoist-robed man whispered to Fang Muge who was inside the coffin.

After finishing speaking, the Taoist robed man carefully covered the coffin, and then pasted talisman papers around the coffin.

A handful of earth fell on the coffin, and the newly dug coffin was buried again.

Fang Muge lay in the coffin, quietly listening to the movement outside.

Swish swish the sound of rain endless.

Not long after, the suspicious voice of the Taoist robed man came again: "Master, what are you going to do?"

The old Taoist was displeased: "It is the duty of our Taoist priests to send the souls of the dead to life."

The Taoist robed man laughed: "What if the dead souls don't want to die?"

"Then we can't let the souls of the dead stay in the world and cause chaos!" The old Taoist said righteously.

"Master, you know how important this thing is to me. Only she can realize my long-standing idea, and you can't stop me!" The man in the Taoist robe argued hard.

"How do you know that after refining, you will be able to control her? What if she breaks free and causes disaster to the whole village?" The old Taoist blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Since I have the confidence to refine her, I must have the confidence to control her. Master, you have to trust me!" the Taoist robed man said hastily.

Hearing the man in Taoist robe, Fang Muge immediately activated his skills to apply [Curse] on himself again.

At the cost of sleeping, in exchange for enough time to be awake and not controlled by others after becoming the king of corpse puppets.

After casting the magic, Fang Muge fell into a deep sleep, and could no longer hear the dispute between the master and apprentice outside the coffin.

The quarreling master and apprentice finally broke up, but the old Taoist finally did not do anything to the female corpse in the coffin.

Day and night alternated, and the rain kept falling, but the small village miraculously did not form a flood.

One night, when it was raining heavily, there was a strange sound coming from the graveyard next to the bamboo forest.

There was only a muffled sound, and something broke out of the ground.

A female corpse wearing a bride's costume with extremely sharp claws stood up from the mass grave.

"She came out, I succeeded!" The Taoist robed man looked at Fang Muge in surprise.

The old Taoist said with a serious face on the side: "You promised me that you will definitely control her."

"Of course." The Taoist robed man said confidently.

"Go, order all the corpse puppets to go to the place where the mountain god is!" the Taoist-robed man ordered Fang Muge.

Fang Muge glanced at the man in Taoist robe, she could feel that there were many little stars in her consciousness, and she could order those little stars.

Following the corpse puppet king's strange roar from his throat, all the corpse puppets hidden in the bamboo forest immediately stood up and walked forward in unison according to the order.

Fang Muge, who has become the King of Corpse Puppets, can also easily sense where the mountain god is, because she is naturally at odds with the mountain god.

A large group of corpse puppets moved forward mechanically on a rainy night, and three Taoist priests quietly followed behind the group.

"Is this corpse puppet king really completely obeying senior brother?" The young Taoist was a little puzzled.

Hearing this, the man in Taoist robe froze.

Indeed, his connection with the corpse puppet king is too weak, and now he can't completely control her.

Although the corpse puppet king still obeys him, he always feels that the corpse puppet king will break free from his control at any time.

But this point, he will not say it.

In short, he will find a way to strengthen his control over the corpse puppet king in the future.

Fang Muge stopped at the foot of the mountain with a group of corpse puppets, and looked up the mountain, only to see a black shadow getting closer.

The black shadow stopped and stretched out his hand towards Fang Muge.

The familiar feeling of suffocation came again, and Fang Muge activated the skill [Teleportation], successfully escaping the fatal attack.

The corpse puppets behind roared and rushed towards the mountain god, but was wiped out by the mountain god.

The three Taoist priests hiding in the hiding place clicked their tongues: "This mountain god is much stronger than we imagined, even the king of corpse puppets..."

While the mountain god was dealing with the corpse puppets, Fang Muge took out the [painting chalk] and drew an identical black shadow mountain god.

The mountain god drawn in chalk stood up from the ground and rushed towards the real mountain god.

(End of this chapter)