I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

After entering the village, I didn't meet anyone along the way.

They walked around for a while and finally arrived at the ancestral hall, where they saw the scattered crowd.

There was a rustling sound inside, which sounded like people talking or the wind blowing through the grass.

Sensing outsiders, they turned around.

Seeing this, Gu Chaoxi felt cold sweat running down his back. He gritted his teeth and controlled himself from turning around and running.

Everyone looked normal, but what was weird was the eyes. It was a willow leaf outlined with black lines, like a paper figure, with the middle filled with white and a drop of eyeball dotted with red ink.

Maybe it's not red ink. After all, it is often said that if you use human blood to add a touch of color to the eyes of paper figures, they will come alive.

They were lifeless, and there was no sound as they walked. They appeared before our eyes in an instant as if floating.

Almost subconsciously, Gu Chaoxi grabbed the corner of Pei Yan's clothes.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but gasp when these faces came before her.

As if they were sizing them up, these people surrounded the three people and looked at them.

After a moment, they nodded to each other and slowly dispersed, leaving only a man who looked like a small leader with a black cloth wrapped on his head.

"Are you from the next village here to help?" His mouth opened and closed as he spoke, as stiff as a puppet.

"Yes." Pei Yan nodded.

"These are the things we need to prepare for the sacrifice. Three days later, the sacrifice will be held in front of the Mountain Goddess Temple."

The man took out a crumpled piece of cloth from his pocket, with some words sewn on it with wool.

Pei Yan reached out and took it.

The man continued, "You people from the neighboring villages are not allowed to go out at night and disturb the empress's night tour, otherwise there will be divine punishment!"

"clear."

After explaining, the man floated back to where he was standing before, just like he had just come.

Gu Chaoxi swallowed and felt that his adrenaline might be rushing a little.

She loosened her grip on the corner of her clothes and rubbed her arms unconsciously.

I just got goosebumps.

Qin Wei came up and took the cloth from Pei Yan's hand naturally, and sneered softly: "It's quite simple, wine, incense, candles, grains, and Tailao."

Tailao is a collective name for pigs, cows and sheep.

Gu Zhaoxi nodded, feeling a little helpless for a moment: "So are we going to go find these sacrifices now?"

"There's no time now, find a place to rest as soon as possible."

Pei Yan looked up at the sky, and she looked over as well, only then did she notice that the originally gray-blue sky had completely darkened.

Unlike the darkness she usually saw at night, the sky here was completely black, covering the entire earth.

And above the sky, there is a bright white crescent moon, just like the one on the identity card, with its mouth facing upwards.

She swallowed and lowered her head, only to realize that even though the entire sky was dark, the village was still crystal clear wherever she could see, without even a shadow.

This gave her the feeling that the two layers did not interfere with each other.

"Hey, Pei Yan, Weiwei!"

Someone was waving in the distance. The three looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man wearing blue-gray coarse linen clothes with a hearty smile on his face.

"Let's go."

Gu Chaoxi nodded and hurried to follow.

"It's almost midnight, everyone please hurry up."

Although she was not mentioned by name, Gu Chaoxi felt that the man was talking about her. After all, they all knew each other, but she was the newcomer.

After turning several corners, they walked into a spacious courtyard and went straight into the main house.

The door was slammed shut by Pei Yan, the last person to enter, blocking out all sounds from the outside.

She took a breath and then looked around the room.

On the left is the traditional kang, which looks like it can easily accommodate ten people sleeping at once.

The right side of the room seemed to be a small living room, with some tables and chairs, and three people sitting there.

The boy leaning against the wall looked like a college student. He was sitting there with lifeless eyes, curled up in a ball.

Sitting at the table were a man and a woman.

The man looked to be in his early thirties, and was currently pulling his hair in annoyance, mumbling something in a strange tone.

The woman was about the same age as Gu Chaoxi. Compared to the two men, she looked much calmer and was staring at them who had just walked in.

"That uncle." Gu Chaoxi thought of the man he met at the entrance of the village.

"The ending is death." Pei Yan passed her and walked to the kang and sat down with an indifferent look in his eyes.

She was silent, remembering the warning just now that she was not allowed to go out at night.

"Uh, stop standing and go to sleep." These were said by the man who had just brought them here.

Although it was well-intentioned, it still felt strange to hear this.

She walked to the kang and sat down with her head down. How could she fall asleep peacefully in such an environment?

Qin Wei rolled her eyes: "Shen Yao, be nice to my little cutie!"

Shen Yao scratched his hair after being rebuked, puffed his cheeks and glared at Qin Wei, then walked over and sat down next to Pei Yan.

"Any clues?"

When Gu Chaoxi heard this, he instantly became alert again and pricked up his ears.

Pei Yan glanced around and stood up: "Since no one can sleep, let's discuss this plane first."

Seeing him walk over to the table and sit down, she also stood up and followed him.

The boy leaning against the wall also came to his senses at this moment and walked over reluctantly.

Seven people sat around the table.

"We received a piece of cloth about the sacrifice at the ancestral temple. We need to prepare it. The sacrifice will be held in front of the mountain temple in three days."

Qin Wei placed the cloth strips on the table.

Pei Yan was the next to speak: "Based on our investigation during the day, it is basically certain that the entire village was cursed after the village chief's family was punished by the mountain god and died, so they need to perform a sacrifice in an attempt to get the mountain god's forgiveness."

Shen Yao nodded and tapped his knuckles on the table.

"I took a general tour of the village and found only one house that attracted much attention. In its main house, there was a coffin made of sandalwood."

No one spoke, so Shen Yao continued, "Generally speaking, sandalwood is used to ward off evil spirits, but the conditions in this village don't look like they can afford this coffin."

The room fell into silence.

After a while, Pei Yan spoke up: "It seems that we need to pay attention to this coffin. Who knows, the owner of the coffin may have done something that is shameful to this village or the mountain temple."

After hearing this, Gu Chaoxi spoke cautiously: "Aren't you curious about who called us to help?"

"Hmm?" Qin Wei looked at her with some confusion.

She pursed her lips and straightened her back subconsciously.

"Let's just call it a task assigned by the system, but I think all the settings are reasonable. The person who gave us the banner asked if we were from the neighboring village to help. But after the curse falls, won't everyone who leaves the village die? So, who went to the neighboring village to seek help?"

"You mean, the recorder?"

Pei Yan looked at her, and there seemed to be a hint of relief in his eyes.