Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after a quick meal, Wang Wang and Zhou Ningning went together to deliver food to Gu Yuanze and the others, while He Feng, on the other hand, threw himself into the bed. His ability to fall asleep in seconds brought a little shock to the village chief and his wife.

After the villagers in the courtyard found that the players were gone, they tried to persuade the village chief to release them all.

They tried every method they could think of, including coercion, inducement, soft words, scolding, and playing the good cop and the bad cop, but the weak village chief in their impression was still smoking his pipe and looking at the sun.

"You used family values ​​to trap me. That backward idea is outdated." The village chief sighed. "I have been thinking for so many years, if I had not been so cowardly at that time, and I had stood up to stop you, could I have nipped all this in the bud? Would we not have to be trapped in this place?"

"Damn Wang Sicheng! What's wrong with eternal life? We have accomplished what so many people desire. What are you still dissatisfied with? Isn't it just sacrificing your precious daughter? She is just a money-loser. It is her honor to be a sacrifice! You get much more than us! What's more, your grandson is the most outstanding weapon of God. Can you count how many times he has killed us?" A villager shouted: "Your unsatisfied thoughts will be punished by God. You betrayed God, and God will not let you go. God will definitely..."

“Enough!” The village chief’s wife was shaking with anger. She clenched her hands into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force. “Glory? The best weapon? This thing is for you! For you, do you want it? Are you happy? That’s my daughter. Those dead children are our children, our flesh and blood. Aren’t they the sons you have been pursuing all your lives? Why is it like this…”

The village chief's wife suddenly calmed down. She glanced at everyone's faces and saw that everyone had a calm expression. She was just as calm when she mentioned the dead children. The questions that had puzzled her for a long time were suddenly solved.

Why did the villagers resist at first but then compromise? Was it because they were afraid of being killed by the ghost king? Why did the women in the village gradually stop crying? Was it because their dead children came back? Even those women who were trafficked, why didn’t they lock themselves up in the house anymore? Was it because they finally “figured it out”?

No, it's because they have bodies that can heal themselves no matter how much they are injured, and because they can achieve immortality by sacrificing human lives.

Eternal life, that eternal life with a curse, can move them more than family affection. It makes them no longer afraid, lets them let go of hatred, and even lets go of the humanity and morality that they should have as a human being.

The village head's wife closed her eyes tightly. The problem that had troubled her for a long time was finally solved, but the answer was something she had never expected.

Or maybe she had thought about it a long time ago, but had just ignored it.

"You have been assimilated." The village chief's wife spoke with sarcasm in her tone: "You have already become real monsters."

"Wang Panpan! Stop saying nice things. What? You're not a monster? You and Wang Sicheng are not monsters anymore?"

"You two are just two people who never know how to be satisfied! We already have eternal life, why do we still need children to carry on the family line?"

"Hmph, just wait. You talk freely now, but when these sacrifices die, I'll see you kneeling on the ground and crying!"

The villagers were clamoring and crowding together, criticizing the village chief and his wife as if they were right.

"Oh, it turns out that my sister's maiden name is Panpan. What a nice name."

The village chief's wife turned her head and saw He Feng lying on the window with a sleepy look.

"My brother's name is much worse." He Feng yawned, "It's not as nice as my sister's at all."

"You two betrayed us just because of something like this?!" Wang Xiangyuan cursed, "Fuck you, two shameless people betrayed us just because of such a soft skin!"

He Feng leaned against the window and climbed out of the house. He came to Wang Xiangyuan and kicked him to the ground. "Where is your mother? Who was the one I killed last night? Which beast was it? It was you, right? You were crying and saying don't kill me, you killed my wife, right?"

Wang Xiangyuan did not get up. He lay sideways with his head hung low, and did not say anything else.

"It's really interesting. How come you've been trapped in this place for so long that you've forgotten how to be a human being?" He Feng stretched lazily. "The sacrifices you offer are not enough, and you're slaughtered. You're tortured by players from time to time. You live a boring life every day. You're trapped in such a small place. There's basically no electricity or internet. Are you masochists?"

The villagers fell silent, partly because they were afraid of He Feng, and partly because they simply couldn't find any words to refute.

Yes, life goes on and on, and if the gods are unhappy, they will be forced to experience the pain of death.

Some women cried quietly.

Perhaps because they thought of their own children, or perhaps because they were inspired by the women, more villagers burst into tears.

"Crying? There's no point crying now." He Feng laughed teasingly, nodding at Wang Wang and Zhou Ningning who had just returned. "Most of these people have some special habits. If they are unhappy, they will pick on those who didn't cry, or those who cried halfheartedly. Otherwise, they will pick on those they don't like and slaughter them, solidifying the name of the newbie slaughterhouse."

After hearing what he said, the villagers cried louder. When they saw Wang Wang and Zhou Ningning nod, they cried even louder.

"I'm so annoyed." He Feng turned his head and looked at the village head's wife, "Sister Panpan, let's go back to the house."

The village chief's wife responded with a smile, picked up the axe at her feet and signaled He Feng to rest assured. When she turned to look at the villagers, her face had become stern and her expression was serious.

"Are they both ready?" He Feng asked, "What about you two?"

Wang Wang: "We are well prepared. We even prepared Sun Shang's soul in advance to prevent him from being too nervous."

"Here." Zhou Ningning held out a small bottle: "As for us, we're just waiting for your order."

"Very good." He Feng opened the live broadcast room and cashed out the rewards in the live broadcast room into horror coins again. Then he opened the mall with 5199 horror coins and bought some life-saving talismans. "The plan remains the same. I will attract the firepower, and you two will ambush."

He Feng’s plan was very simple. Instead of sitting there and waiting to die, he might as well rush forward and deal with the old witch.

Cut off the old witch's supply of resentment at the right time, forcing her to directly activate Dawn. From there, find out what she uses to control Dawn, destroy it in one fell swoop, and take it down directly.

Of course, the person who dealt with the old witch must be He Feng, and it could only be He Feng.

"The village chief once said that the old witch was driven out of the village. Given her current status, the house must at least be magnificent." He Feng explained to the live broadcast room while walking out of the village: "I thought you would ask, why is no one talking? Why are all the hands lame?"

He was a little puzzled, looking at the live broadcast room that was usually lively but now had no barrage of comments, only reminders to send gifts frantically. He suddenly remembered that he complained about the barrage of comments always mocking him in the morning, so he closed the chat channel of the live broadcast room in a fit of anger.

He Feng was a little embarrassed: "Well, I forgot to unmute you all, really, why are you being so polite, I would have unmute you if I had just said so."

[Yeah, yeah, we’ve been banned from talking so we have to use our thoughts to talk!]

[I apologized, I have been brushing six gifts! They are: the check mark symbol, Brudas' Spring, the balloon castle, and Wal's Summer, the file, and the cicada. Isn't this, I'm sorry, I was wrong! But brother, you don't look at it, you don't look at it at all! ]

[I’m different. I buy little red flowers for 1 horror coin each. I’ve been giving them away all the time. I’ve given away 239 flowers so far. How come the sound of the reward didn’t even shake He Ge out?]

He Feng's eyes dodged and his voice was very low: "Oh... I didn't open the gift reward reminder..."

[…Okay, okay, let’s play it this way, right? We are not important, right?]

[The person above, what are you talking about! When did we become important? Really!]

He Feng coughed lightly, "Okay, okay, I thought you were all having a bad temper and not talking, it's useless for me to explain."

[? Do we have the right to lose our temper? Great! ! ]

[My brother still loves us!]

[I want to hear an explanation! Why is Hege the only one here? Where are the others?]

"Who else do you think can come back alive besides me after facing a real monster like Liming?" He Feng chuckled and took out so many talismans from the system backpack to show to the live broadcast room: "There are four people. They were afraid that something would happen to me, so they directly sent someone named Wang to stuff a handful of talismans into my hand and ran away. It's really true that they didn't believe in my strength."

[Uh, it contains gold...]

[Shut up, the person above! I don’t want to be banned again!]

"Then what can I do?" He Feng was unhappy: "My luck value is 0, so what? My ability value is 101. Who can beat me? Who can? Is there anyone? No one."

[As long as you are happy, brother.]

"That's why this difficult task was given to me." He Feng waved his hand: "There's nothing I can do. I just have the strength. But they also have their own tasks. No one will set foot on this land again. I promise."

[In fact, I envy the atmosphere of He Ge and his team. They are united and everyone is working hard for the victory of the team instead of just living for themselves.]

"The same sentence." He Feng stopped and looked at the independent two-story building not far away and chuckled: "You guys, first of all, you have to ensure your own safety. After all, there are not many people as powerful as your brother."

[Okay, strong man.]

The small mound that He Feng saw when he first arrived at the village was at the westernmost end, while this two-story building was at the easternmost end, a huge difference.

The overall style of the small building is more modern, forming a sharp contrast with the loess houses in the village.

There is a yard in front of the small building, and now, the door of the yard is open. Liming is standing in the middle of the yard. There are several iron chains extending from small holes in the wall of the yard, and these chains are used to pierce Liming's scapula and lock him tightly in the yard.

The sunlight was the hottest at two o'clock in the afternoon. Dawn seemed unable to withstand the sunlight. He felt weak all over but had to fall down because of the chains. He could only endure the pull of the chains, half squatting, hanging in the yard in a very uncomfortable posture.

"Change." He Feng admired and marveled. He walked around Liming twice and finally commented: "But I like it."

As if hearing He Feng's words, Li Ming's eyelids trembled and slowly opened. His eyes were no longer dull as in the morning, but now sad and gentle. "I'm sorry."

"Why do I need your apology?" He Feng laughed: "You haven't done anything to let me down."

"I……"

Liming opened his mouth, and the iron chain on his scapula suddenly straightened, pulling Liming, who was half-squatting on the ground, up suddenly.

"I said you've become a bitch, and you're addicted to it, right?" He Feng pulled out a dagger and cut off the chains that bound Liming. Several chains fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and quickly retracted into the wall. He Feng walked to Liming and asked, "Does the old witch have any special... Do you know?"

Liming shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I..."

He Feng looked at his expression and covered Liming's mouth with his hand: "Come on, if you still want to apologize, stop it. I'm not here to listen to your apology, and you don't have to apologize to me."

The people in the live broadcast room went crazy because of his action hahahahahahaha.

[Secret Technique! True Physics Mic-off!]

[Sooner or later I will die of laughter in my brother’s live broadcast room, help, I remembered…]

[Ahhhh! Upstairs! Shut up! Shut up, shut up!]

"Three bucks. If anyone talks about this again, just kick them out." He Feng dragged Liming to the shade: "I always feel like this is someone from another live studio trying to stir up trouble between us."

Liming couldn't see the live broadcast screen. He blinked, trying to tell He Feng with his eyes that he had something to say.

He Feng also let go, but he turned around and shot a close-up shot, turning the camera in the live broadcast room and pointing it at Liming's face: "To be honest, I think Liming is really good-looking, like a young master."

The audience in the live broadcast room also echoed.

[Wow, to be honest, this is the first time I've seen the face of a high-difficulty dungeon boss up close. I'm so lucky. This may be the only time in my life that I'll get to see it.]

[I'm also telling you the truth, wow, this BOSS's face is just too good-looking! Think about the ones in other dungeons, and then look at Liming, oh my, this little face really touches my heart.]

[I remembered that before I joined the game, I would watch beautiful and handsome anchors dancing on the live streaming platform. Really, I can’t imagine such a face dancing just because of a word from me and a reward. Who is this trying to charm!]

He Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. He first took out his camera and took a photo with Liming. Then he looked at Liming with a smile on his face and said, "Can you skip the third test, bro?"