If you don't accept the task, you will be divided.

Chen Pi didn't have to think about it, he knelt directly to the system boss.

System Prompt: The main quest has been unlocked, the Starter Pack has been unlocked, please try to stay alive.

Without any specific hints, not even the background of the task, Chen Pi had to focus all his attention on the newbie pack, and then, with a flash of gold, the number of draws +3.

Tips: Considering that the host's doom value covers the sky, the winning rate of the system lottery is fixed at 100%, and every draw must be won, but the advantages and disadvantages of the prize are random, it may be an artifact, or it may be useless garbage.

There was no hesitation at all, the tangerine peel was directly smoked three times in a row, ding ding ding...... Congratulations to the host for extracting the passive skill [Ghost Pupil], congratulations to the host for extracting the active skill [Snakeskin Move], and congratulations to the host for extracting the renewable artifact [Onion].

The next moment.

Chen Pi's pupils were sour, and his eyes seemed to be sand, and then after three breaths, the sourness disappeared, and the world was still the original world, but in Chen Pi's eyes, there seemed to be a slight difference.

Meantime.

In the system interface in the braincase, there are suddenly two more boxes, one black and one white, in the lower right corner, the black box has a snake character written on it, and the white box has an onion drawn on it.

It's getting dark.

Chen Pi's group were all led to the village chief's house, not because the village chief's family had a big business, but because there was a canopy here, and it was brightly lit, and there was a hot pot of dishes.

It's just that the white lantern at the door and the cry in the inner hall made Chen Pi get goosebumps a little.

"Xiao Chen, is there a funeral in this house?" Su Rourou leaned into Chen Pi's ear and asked softly, when only the two of them could hear it, this Su Rourou seemed to be very affectionate to Chen Pi's name.

"It's not in the way, let's bow to others with the teacher later, hide from the rain, eat a hot meal, and let's leave." Chen Pi whispered in response.

Eighteen students, plus the leading teacher Zhao Zimin and the driver Liao Yongchang, a total of 20 people, are about to catch up with this family of white things.

Luo Jiefang, the village head, smoked a dry cigarette and informed his family: "Simmer another pot of vegetables, paste some cakes, don't let the dolls go hungry, I'll go to the village for a walk." ”

Cao Dahai, the squad leader, habitually asked: "Village Chief Luo, it's so late, it's raining and windy, what do you do, let me help you do it, so many of our classmates have come to our village and caused you trouble." ”

Zhao Zimin also followed and said: "Big and small, young man, you are strong, Village Chief Luo must not be polite." ”

Luo Jiefang spit out a mouthful of dry smoke and looked at Cao Dahai: "It's not a hard work, the rain is too big today, and the location of our Luotang Village is low, I'm afraid of rolling mud." ”

Rolling mud is a dialect on the side of Yungui, which is actually a mudslide.

"Then I'll help you to take a look." Cao Dahai patted his humble and strong chest.

Chen Pi did not participate in the whole process, but kept scanning the entire courtyard with his eyes, under the light of the white lanterns, almost all the villagers in this courtyard were skinny, with thinning hair, pale faces, sunken eye circles, and some villagers' exposed limbs were festering.

Is this too old, or is it sick?

When everyone went to the inner hall to bow together, Chen Pi took a closer look at the deceased's posthumous photo, it was a black and thin young man, who was seventy percent similar to Luo Jiefang, and should be the son of the village chief.

White-haired people send black-haired people?

The mission in the system is to shed blood, is this it?

Is there an old corpse in a deserted village?

It's tingling on my scalp just thinking about it!

The torrential rain began to rain non-stop in the evening, and there was no sign of abating until after dinner, Zhao Zimin discussed with the driver Liao Yongchang, and made a phone call to the sketching base, and finally decided to stay in Shangluotang.

Eighteen students, in groups of six, each with at least two boys, lived in the village.

Chen Pi, the class leader Cao Dahai and Su Rourou were divided into a group, Cao Dahai was the class leader after all, and after cleaning up, he habitually played games with his classmates.

Perhaps in order to create a terrifying atmosphere, scare the timid girl, and set off the tall and majestic shore of his squad leader, Cao Dahai, a simple man, actually began to tell ghost stories: "When I went out with the village chief just now, he told me a legend, which is about this Shangluotang Village. It is said that a goddess has been worshipped in the village for a long time, and whenever there is a disaster, the goddess will appear in the village to protect the safety of the villagers, and everyone is used to call the goddess Niangniang, because the legend says that she is the daughter of the mountain and has guarded the mountain for generations. ”

"It's just ......"

Cao Dahai sold a pass, including Chen Pi, and he was satisfied: "It's just that the mountain temple where the sacrifice was later destroyed, the stone statue of the goddess Niangniang was stolen, the mountain lost its guardian, and the village began to die continuously." Some people speculate that the goddess has come back for revenge? It must be that the goddess Niangniang resents the villagers for not keeping their idols! The goddess who guards the villagers becomes a mountain ghost who locks her soul overnight. ”

"Liar." Su Rourou pinched the corner of Chen Pi's clothes and muttered in a low voice.

"What I said is true, and the village chief personally led me to see the mountain temple, which really has a stone statue without a head." Cao Dahai stood up, stretched out his hand and gestured while saying, "The stone statue is dressed in animal skins, with a string of lychees hanging around its neck, a black leopard under its feet, and a white lynx lying on its shoulder, the cat is half-squatting, and the cat's paws cover its eyes. ”

"And, didn't you notice? In this fellow's house, there is only one old lady and her lame daughter-in-law, what about the others? There are six family portraits hanging in the main hall, and there are four less. Cao Dahai looks simple and strong, but his observation is amazing, and he pays great attention to details.

Yikes!

Woo-la-la-la......

The dim light bulb flickered several times probably because of the unstable voltage, one light and one went out, one light and one went out, and finally, it was completely black.

was so frightened that the four girls squeezed straight to Chen Pi and Cao Dahai.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's probably tripping." Chen Pi hurriedly explained, and then glared at Cao Dahai viciously, "Squad leader, let's stop scaring girls at night, it's very poisonous to tell ghost stories." ”

Cao Dahai smiled: "Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, if you talk about it again, it will scare the fat man's childhood sweetheart, Su Rourou, with your fat man here, what are you afraid of." ”

Chen Pi is tall and fat, and he really deserves this nickname, but he and Su Rourou are childhood sweethearts? I don't have any impression in my brain, no wonder I'm so clinging to myself...... At the beginning, the oil bottle was dragged and the evil was created.

At this time, a shout came from the main hall: "Dolls, stop, the whole village is out of power." ”

Tossed for another ten minutes.

Go back to your own house.

The boys slept in the south room, the girls slept in the north room, and Chen Pi and Cao Dahai slept in the same bed.

As soon as he lay down, Cao Dahai slapped Chen Pi on the shoulder: "Fat man, look, what the hell is this Nima." ”

On Cao Dahai's mobile phone, in the class group chat, a boy named Wang Fei suddenly posted a very strange cluster of blood-colored flowers.

In the night.

Glowing with seclusion.

"The night is scary, Wang Fei, do you want to be shameless?"

"Squad leader, kick him out of the group chat."

"Girls report it en masse."

"Hey, take a closer look, I'm not looking for renderings on the Internet." Wang Fei sent another photo to the group, which was a photo of himself and Xuehua, "Do you know what this flower is called?" My grandfather was a biologist, and I swear by my grandfather's professionalism that what I say below is true. ”

"This flower is called the ancient temple begonia, the legend is that it is a messenger who guides the dead, feeds on dry bones and flesh, belongs to the flower of Huangquan, and should not appear here at all, this Shangluo Hall is not a mass grave."