Horror Bug Game Terminal

This room is quite spacious, about the size of an ordinary person's living room. It has a workbench and a few wine jars under the cabinet against the wall.

The wine jars were open and not sealed. The light in the room was dim, and Qi Wuling could vaguely see a human hand reaching out from the edge of the wine jar.

Bluish-gray in color, with obvious tendons.

Qi Wuling's eyes paused, just as he was thinking whether to get closer.

There were slight noises coming from the wine barrels.

From time to time, a gurgling sound could be heard.

At this time, the game screen was refreshing like crazy.

[What the hell is this? ]

[No——Can anyone tell me that this game is a Chinese horror game? ]

[I don’t know if it’s Chinese horror, but it’s definitely a supernatural event. ]

[After playing this fucking game, I will never dare drink again in my life. ]

Qi Wuling stood in the room and was unaware of the comments of the players. He moved closer and closer, his hands becoming more alert.

When he was still three steps away from the wine jar, the hand in the jar slowly stretched out, grasped the edge and used leverage - a man stood up from the jar.

Qi Wuling looked up and down: the chest was rising and falling, and the pupils were focused, it was a living person.

He is an extremely skinny man.

There was an intoxicated look on his face, and he smacked his lips as if he was still unsatisfied, his eyes blurred.

His face and body were covered with wine stains.

He must have been greedy for wine and took the initiative to get into the wine jar to drink.

Qi Wuling glanced into the wine jar and saw only a little wine left at the bottom.

The man's body was still shaking a little, with a silly smile on his face. He stepped one foot out of the tank. Only then did he seem to see clearly that there was a person standing in front of him.

After calming down a little, I still didn't know if I was still conscious.

Anyway, he waved his hand and said, "Hey, there's a newcomer."

Qi Wuling suddenly recalled Miao Xianmiao’s words in his mind: You will see.

He looked at the man in front of him and had some guesses in his mind: this should be the previous wine taster.

To be honest, it was a little different from what he thought.

He imagined the situation to be worse than the current one. At least he thought the wine taster should have been killed.

He has no idea what kind of medicine is sold in this wine gourd.

Qi Wuling stared at the man.

The dim light fell on his face, making his expression even gloomier and impossible to tell.

The other person staggered to the table, waved at Qi Wuling, and said nothing.

Qi Wuling glanced at the man and walked over obediently.

The next second, the other party shook his head and pulled out three pieces of paper.

There is a big headline clearly visible on it.

Wine Tasting Staff Code of Conduct

Qi Wuling looked at the crumpled papers.

The text above is vaguely visible.

Wine tasters need to stick to their duties and are prohibited from stealing wine or drinking privately.

The order in which wine connoisseurs consume wine is osmanthus, plum blossom, peach blossom, and chrysanthemum.

Finally, the position of wine taster is obtained based on your own merit, so be careful not to let others replace you.

Qi Wuling's gaze fell on the last sentence, and he reacted.

Back off immediately.

The man who was originally drinking like a drunk suddenly changed his expression. His body began to swell and his skin bulged like a balloon. The man's pupils disappeared at this moment and his eye sockets were filled with whites.

The man made a mumbling sound.

The next second, it swept towards Qi Wuling's location.

Qi Wuling subconsciously touched the throwing knife on his leg ring, threw the knife out with one hand and stabbed it into the man's stomach.

Qi Wuling then rushed to the man in two steps and got in close combat with him. He quickly drew his sword and slashed the man's neck, leaving a string of bright blood, and then blood gushed out from the man's carotid artery.

His bloated belly began to ooze water from the wound. Qi Wuling did not show any expression, but in fact he stood back with some disgust.

The man is dead.

He fell to the ground with his body in a state of rigidity and his hair standing on end.

But the system did not report the news of his kill.

Besides, he had just killed this man.

But the man's current physical condition shows symptoms of having been dead for 4 to 6 hours.

This is what people commonly call rigor mortis.

This proves that the man was dead before he arrived.

Then the one who made this man stand up just now was the monster in this game...

It was quite interesting. It was the first time that Qi Wuling encountered such a gameplay in the game.

Is it a ghost? Or is it some kind of human body control?

Just like the previous game of Botanical Garden Funeral, it uses plants to fill the human body and manipulate people to move after death.

But it was obvious that there was no medium that could control the man in front of him, and coupled with the female ghost they saw in this game, he was more inclined to the option of being possessed by a ghost.

Qi Wuling solved the small problem at hand and returned to the table. He stared at the second line and read it again.

Drinking order:

He suddenly realized that this game always deliberately emphasized the order of drinking.

But what does the order of drinking wine depend on?

Qi Wuling temporarily suppressed this question in his heart and continued to search the room, trying to find some useful clues.

But it was not discovered.

When he found nothing, the bell rang again in the room. Qi Wuling was not frightened by the sudden sound, as the bell only rang for a while.

Then it stopped again.

Qi Wuling narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what the ringtone meant.

Qi Wuling walked to the door, but before he opened it, the door had already opened.

There were two strange boys standing outside the door.

They looked about seven or eight years old, and they held Qi Wuling's hands with a smile.

"Let's go, sommelier. Today's first batch of wine has been brewed."

"We're here to invite you over for a wine tasting."

Qi Wuling said expressionlessly: "Lead the way."

So the ringing just now was to remind him.

He looked down at the two little kids, jumping up and down.

Qi Wuling asked: "What do you do?"

The two little boys laughed: "Guarding the door."

"Gatekeeper?" The answer surprised him.

The first thing Qi Wuling thought of was the winery gate.

People outside seem to be particularly yearning for this place.

But these two children alone probably can't stop those people outside.

So Qi Wuling asked one more question.

The child shook his head mysteriously.

"No - I was looking at an invisible door."

Invisible door?

Qi Wuling didn't think much about it at first.

But another child added mysteriously, "You can't see it, but only we can see the door."

He seemed to be showing off.

For some reason, this invisible door reminded Qi Wuling of something. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that children have yin and yang eyes.

So this invisible door - is it a ghost door?

Qi Wuling was thinking as he walked, and suddenly he thought of something and stopped.

The child did not notice anything strange about him.

At this moment, Qi Wuling had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he was constantly sorting out the details in his mind.

The first flower wine to drink is osmanthus.

There are also rumors that osmanthus is called a ghost flower in folk customs.

The reason is firstly the phonetic translation, and secondly the flowering period of osmanthus is from September to October, and this period is also the time when people often say the gates of hell open.

And it happens that——

As they entered the winery and walked through the corridor, they happened to see the osmanthus flowers in full bloom, fluttering in the wind.

Qi Wuling did not think that these two things were accidental, he even had a bit of a premonition.

But these were just his guesses, and he was going to go wine tasting, which meant he had to drink the osmanthus wine - he would know if his guesses were true after trying it.

On the other side, the immortal team looked at a loss when faced with the ingredient list and equipment.

Just as Qi Wuling expected, they were indeed winemakers.

At this time, the face of the man leading their team was extremely bad. His name was Chang Youye. He stared at the ingredient list for a long time and had no idea where to start with the ingredients next to him.

Qujiu, Baigan, Kaoliang wine, Shaojiu?

How many grams of flowers?

Flowers made into floral dew?

What the hell is this? They are here to clear the level, not to do a side job!

That female ghost brought them to this factory and left them alone? She should have at least left some ghost to train them! They just went ahead and did it, aren't they afraid of ruining their reputation? !

He was in a state of confusion, not knowing whether the situation on Qi Wuling's side was as calm as theirs.

Tan Xiaodong and Wuzhe looked at each other, then lowered their heads to pick petals in tacit understanding.

Their captain has a bad temper, so it’s better for him to say less.