Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

He Feng slept until 2:30 in the afternoon. He got up dazed and turned around to see four people lying neatly on his bed.

Wow, he was taking a nap, and Wang Wang and the other three actually fell asleep too. Now Qin Tian was hugging Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze was sleeping peacefully with his hands on his stomach, and Zhou Ningning was lying on the bed. The four of them were sleeping soundly.

He Feng laughed, got out of bed, stretched his waist, and prepared to go out and take a look.

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the achievement of "Complete the main mission 1 in this copy the fastest". The system will immediately issue 5 reward points."

[Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the "Two Camps (i.e. joining either Liming or Shenpo)" achievement. The system will immediately issue 5 bonus points.]

"Ding, the host He Feng's points have reached: 122."

"It's really good." He Feng was very satisfied. He hummed a little tune and as soon as he went out, he saw the village chief sitting in the yard smoking a pipe with a sad face: "Old brother!"

The village chief's hands trembled, he turned his head to look at He Feng with a serious look, but did not speak.

He Feng was not in a hurry. He sat on the doorstep again and looked at the village chief with a smile.

The two people confronted each other in silence. Perhaps the village chief had other intentions. He put out his pipe and spoke first.

"Kid, you are not going to face a minion like Dazhuang Zhizhi who can be easily defeated." The village chief's frowning face was a little sad: "Her ability is not something you can compete with."

He Feng did not answer, he asked: "Youan, is she your daughter?"

The village chief fell silent again. He seemed to be recalling something, and his eyes quickly turned red.

"Wang Youan, what a good name. She was born in a village like this and has such a name. You and your wife must love her very much." He Feng said, "Where is she in the end?"

"My wife Lian, Lian You... I told you the name?" The village chief spoke with trembling lips. He pulled up his sleeve to wipe away his tears: "My little darling, she, she! Sigh..."

He Feng said softly: "Don't you want to avenge her? Maybe you are restricted by others and can't do things, but I, an outsider in Liming Village, can."

"Baby." The village chief choked with sobs. He carefully stepped forward and held He Feng's hand: "You can really help me, right? You can really help Ah Ruan, right?"

He Feng held the village chief's hand in his palm. The young man nodded slightly, giving the man the first ray of light in decades of darkness.

"I'm confident that I can do it." The young man said firmly, "If it were just me, my chances of winning would be slim, probably around 90%. However, my teammates all chose to help me, so I think my chances of winning would be 100% now."

I don't know when a few people stood behind the young man. They stood firmly behind him and nodded without hesitation when the young man told them the winning rate.

"After all, although I can kill everyone by myself, it will definitely be very tiring." He Feng grinned and said with a big white tooth, "It's different with five people. Let me introduce myself. We are a family extermination organization."

The village chief nodded with amusement. He sighed deeply, "If, if the people in our village were like you a long time ago, so united, it would be great. At least we wouldn't have fallen to this point. If I didn't allow them to do that in the beginning, none of this would have happened, and none of the tragedies would have happened. Unfortunately, I can't be as good as you, and I can't stop them."

What would a story be like without polish?

The shameful past and collapsed human nature will be completely exposed to the world.

A long time ago, the name of Liming Village was Wangjia Village. The custom of favoring boys over girls was very serious in the village, and the tower containing dead babies was where one could hear the desperate cries of babies at night.

As the number of baby girls decreases, there are almost no girls who grow up.

Buying a wife has gradually become a trend. A few days ago, Wang Dachun's family spent 5000 yuan to buy a college student wife, and today Wang Dazhi's family spent 3000 yuan to buy a capable wife.

The village chief tried to stop it, but what could he do?

The incense in front of the tower seemed to be burning away his incompetence. The helpless crying and the girl's wailing made the only sensible old guy smoke his pipe all night long.

The next day, he raised the banner of resistance, but ended up almost losing his position as village chief.

The elderly elder pointed at him with his walking stick and scolded him for being unfilial. How could Wangjia Village be without descendants!

The village chief lowered his head.

What crushed him were family values, old customs and traditions, and his fear of resistance.

The village chief closed his only pair of bright eyes.

Until the villagers bought a different girl. After a ridiculous night, the girl shouted for divine punishment, cut her palm to sacrifice her life, and cursed all the villagers of Wangjia Village to be trapped in the quagmire forever and die a miserable death.

At this time, the village chief was pushed out. He felt sorry for the embarrassed girl and wanted to persuade her, but he didn't know how to start.

"What an incompetent person!"

The girl pointed her bloody finger at the village chief, her voice hoarse and angry.

"You will eventually be destroyed. You have tarnished the innocence of God's messenger. Be prepared to accept God's wrath at the moment of dawn."

The girl was locked up in the woodshed as if she were a lunatic, and Wangjia Village returned to peace.

The village chief was a little hesitant, so she found the girl and asked her.

"I will punish you severely on behalf of the gods."

In the dim woodroom, the girl closed her eyes, and the fragmented light shone on her face, so fragile.

"I will make you, all of you, die miserably."

Unfortunately, when dawn arrived, Wangjia Village was still calm.

The girl's words were treated as a joke, and she was pulled out again to be used as a tool to give birth to a baby boy.

Only this time, the man who raped him died on the girl's body.

The girl knelt down toward the sky while exclaiming.

"God! Please stop! Now is not the time to punish me!"

The girl was driven out of the village, where she settled down, and spent her days messing around with ghost-related things and acting crazy.

Wangjia Village is still buying wives.

Those girls and women went from struggling to numbness, from trying to escape to despair.

A new baby was born, and surprisingly, it was not a girl.

People laughed, they danced and celebrated.

Until a few years later, a severe drought struck.

The crazy girl's back was bent and she looked old. She shouted that this was God's punishment and that she wanted to sacrifice her life to God.

Faced with the absolute natural disaster, the villagers were powerless to resist. They believed that this was God's wrath because they had hurt God's messenger.

"The gods require a final sacrifice."

The girl's cloudy eyes looked straight at the village chief outside the crowd.

"The sacrifice must be born from a 16-year-old girl, and all men must conceive."

"This is impossible!" the village chief shouted in panic, because the only girl of the right age was his daughter. "You are a liar! You are just seeking revenge!"

"Hurry up."

The witch grinned.

“God is going to be angry.”

It rained heavily on the day the girl was confirmed to be pregnant, and people believed in the fortune teller without a doubt.

So even if the witch beat and scolded the girl, or even let her endure bullying from the villagers after she was three months pregnant, the villagers would think that these actions were instructions from God.

The girl gave birth to a baby boy.

After the baby boy was cut out of her belly, the witch stabbed the girl's chest with her scepter.

"God named this baby Dawn."

Liming's growth was accompanied by countless abuses. He was thrown into a snake cave that a witch got from somewhere.

Every inch of his bones had been broken, and the witch broke them inch by inch, and then healed them inch by inch.

This sounds impossible, but this is how Dawn came here.

When Dawn was 16 years old, he was pressed onto the altar, feeling the blood draining out of his body drop by drop, feeling the dizziness from excessive blood loss, and feeling the helplessness of being cut one after another.

After the setting sun, after the world turns dark.

Dawn stood up again.

The witch was torn to pieces by the dawn while laughing, and the villagers were slaughtered.

But after the new dawn, the villagers came back to life.

The witch who also survived gained control of the dawn. From then on, every night was a slaughterhouse and every dawn was a new despair.

"Sacrifice all your children to my Ghost King!"

The witch shouted excitedly.

"They! They are all destined to be sacrificed!"

Having said this, she turned her head again and touched the cheek of Dawn, who had lost her self-consciousness, with her hands that had regained their youth.

"You too."

Blood, soul, resentment, Dawn, nourished by these things, regained consciousness.

"Look! This is the carnival I made for you! My dawn, my damnation, my eternity, are you happy?"

The witch was never really a witch. What she believed in was never any god, but the evil god of the Wu clan.

She is the heir of the Wu clan and the last member of the lineage.

Her hatred made her exchange her life with the evil god. During the drought, she sacrificed the villagers' suffering and a life to the evil god, and she gained the ability to create the Ghost King.

Those countless reincarnations, countless rebirths, and the countless amounts of blood nourished Dawn's consciousness and also nourished the evil god in the witch's body.

"I will punish you on the 17th of every month. Can't you buy women? Then buy them. Just find a scapegoat before the 17th and let them take the punishment for you."

"You ignorant fool, live in despair for the debt you have committed."

"I will laugh at your cries for mercy at the dawn of a new day."

"This is the true past." The village chief said, and he seemed to have aged. "I don't know if it was because of the gods... the witch, but every few months, six strangers would come to Dawn Village. You all know what happened to them. They were all killed."

"Ding! Players He Feng, Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze, Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning trigger the main mission 1 plot progress! Players' main mission 1 progress is updated!

Player main mission 1: Explore the truth of what happened in the Dawn Village in the past (91% completion)

As the village chief finished his last sentence, the escape game system popped up and announced the new mission progress with gritted teeth.

He Feng's live broadcast room was not as lively as usual at this moment, and almost no one spoke.

[Dawn Village, so scary.]

I don’t know who broke the silence first, but the barrage seemed to come alive and became lively again.

He Feng casually watched the barrage chat. He reached out and patted the village chief on the shoulder: "The past cannot be retrieved. If it is not convenient tonight, you and my sister can hide. Now I only have one question left."

Outside Liming Village, it is still the familiar hill.

This time it was different. He Feng was no longer just looking at the scenery, but instead started digging with Wang Wang and the other three.

From the place where He Feng woke up to that small hillside, countless souls were buried under every inch of loess.

The scene of corpses all over the ground was so severe that even He Feng had to close his eyes before he could continue watching.

"A clearance rate of 0.03% gives us the reputation of a novice slaughterhouse." He Feng sneered. He turned his head and looked at the four people with pale faces and said, "This reputation will be destroyed in our hands. No one will set foot on this land anymore."

He Feng’s question was where were those sacrificed children and killed players buried.

If the village chief had not told him in person, he would never have thought that when he set foot on this copy, he would be stepping on countless corpses.

What made He Feng even more unhappy was that he was the only one who had this treatment. Except for him, the others went directly to the outskirts of the village.

Zhou Ningning's complexion was the worst among the four people at the moment. She was supported by Wang Wang, and looking at the bones all over the ground, she didn't know how to start for a moment.

"This is so, so overwhelming." Qin Tian said hesitantly, "Today is only the third day, and we have to dig out the whole truth."

Gu Yuanze nodded in agreement. He looked at He Feng, who looked dissatisfied, and asked, "If the past of Liming Village cannot be the whole truth, then what else can be called the truth?"

He Feng snorted, raised his right hand, extended an index finger and shook it left and right: "Your vision is too small. If you are bound by this 'truth', you will never find the real truth."

After He Feng finished speaking, he bent down and tapped the exposed bones with his knuckles.

"Liming wants me to stop something from happening. The village chief and his wife are also betting on us. This shows that Liming Village has been divided into two camps."

"One of them is the old witch's death squad. For some idiots, eternal life after being cursed may be their dream. Therefore, they will choose to kill innocent, kind, and lovely players like us to be sacrificed to the old witch."

"The other one is our poor Princess Dawn who is trapped on the altar and waiting to be rescued. She needs someone to help her escape from the things that are trapping her and from the control of the old witch so that she can fight against the old witch."

"Ding! Players He Feng, Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze, Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning trigger the main mission 1 plot progress! Players' main mission 1 progress is updated!

Player main mission 1: Explore the truth of what happened in the Dawn Village in the past (94% completion)

He Feng did not feel happy when he heard the system prompt sound, but rather felt a little confused.

No way, no way, he has said this much, and it’s still less than 100%?

＊ dog system, what else can be called the truth? This is not the truth of what happened in the past, but rather...

"What happened in Liming Village and how to solve it." He Feng murmured, "This is the real mission one."

"Ding! Players He Feng, Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze, Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning triggered the side story! The side quest is now updated!

Player side quest: Uncover the content of the initial mission 200 (Complete the mission to reward Terror Coin x)

(Note: This side quest must be completed. You will not be able to leave this instance if you fail to complete it.)

"Ding! Players He Feng, Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze, Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning completed the side quest!

Ding! Players He Feng, Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze, Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning received 200 Terror Coins!

Ding! Players Gu Yuanze, Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning open the Horror Mall (Level 1)!

Ding! Because the player's clearance rate is too low! The system has reduced the difficulty of the game after investigation! Congratulations to the player for discovering the original face of Task 100! That is: "Investigate the truth of what happened in Liming Village in the past and the solution to the problem, requirement: completion rate %" has now been changed to Task !

Ding! Looking forward to players successfully completing the game! "