While Xue Yan and the other red summoners were struggling in the deep mountains and old forests, Yu Haijiang and the others on the blue side were much luckier, and they were teleported to a village at the bottom of the mountain.

This is not the first time that these people have participated in the Polar Smash Bros. mode, and they have their own survival routines and experiences in the game of ghost escape.

Just entered a copy of the movie, out of a completely unfamiliar world, it is impossible to find the protagonist in the first place, let alone seek protection through the protagonist's aura.

In this case, how can I protect myself?

The answer is – go and worship God!

At least in the eyes of Haijiang and others, if there is a place of faith, no matter what temples or Taoist temples, they can always resist demons and monsters.

After everyone inquired, they learned that there was a wonderful immortal temple on the nearby mountain, so they rushed over overnight.

The edge of the canopy was faintly covered with blood-red mist, hanging in the inky night.

A Lexus sped through the night fog.

The wind is still howling......

"We are really lucky, I didn't expect to match Bai Xiaoxi's slut in the same game." Yu Haijiang drove excitedly, and the car was also stolen by a burglar.

Li Ming said, "This hunting season is really getting more and more interesting, and when these guys are dealt with, we will get closer and closer to the tickets to the Battle Pass League." ”

When it comes to this Battle Pass League, not everyone can participate.

First of all, tickets to Battle Pass Leagues are quite expensive, requiring 1 million days of Life Cards to redeem, and the opportunities to redeem them are limited.

Before the Battle Pass Tournament begins, each commune will receive five redemption opportunities from the official gift, and it is up to the full-screen guild to decide who will spend the five tickets.

But there are so many people in a guild, and the number of guild bosses is not enough, and the summoners of the diamond and gold rank don't even have a chance.

Over time, summoners below the boss will inevitably be dissatisfied and see no hope.

The guild bosses are naturally aware of this, and if this kind of dissatisfaction is allowed to grow, I am afraid that something will happen.

So, after some close exchanges among the bigwigs, the top 16 guilds reached a consensus.

Starting this year, each guild will set aside a place for the Battle Pass League seeded team to give the younger brothers below a chance.

But there are also conditions for this opportunity, and that is to win the championship in the hunt season.

This "hunting season" is not an official competition, but a joint development of the top 16 guilds, so who to hunt?

The answer is obvious, they hunt down summoners who dare to challenge the authority of the round of 16, and stipulate that only the team with the most kills will be eligible for this valuable Battle Pass League seeding ticket.

But there is a problem, what if the number of hunting targets is not enough?

After all, there are not many rebellious examples like Xue Yan, it's okay to kill once or twice, and if you kill a few more people, it's gone, where will the rest come from?

As a result, the bigwigs began to fully carry forward the spirit of framing and framing, and carefully selected a group of innocent summoners as victims based on the principle of killing whoever is not pleasing to the eye.

Like what...... White Creek!

For the guild, the lives and deaths of these people are insignificant, but the hunting season can achieve the purpose of excluding dissidents and shocking all directions.

Do you dare to disagree with me in the round of 16?

Do you dare to be an honest sheep?

Do you still want to resist?

I will kill you as an example!

I have to say, it's shameless.

But for the summoners at the bottom, this is an opportunity to meet a hunting target in a ranked match, and even their own teammates must be determined to kill them.

It was pitch black outside the window, and rows of trees stood on both sides of the road, rustling in the wind.

From a distance, Yu Haijiang and the others saw the outline of the temple, and there seemed to be many people in the courtyard.

It's already late at night, and it stands to reason that the priests should rest, even if the temple is full of incense, there won't be many pilgrims.

After the five of them got out of the car, they saw singing and dancing in the yard, beating gongs and drums.

"Oh no, we're just in time for the dumpling festival." Liu Hongming said.

The other four couldn't help but change their expressions, and their last movie copy was called "Zongxie".

"Look, they're out." Liu Hongming shouted.

"If you don't want to die, turn around." Zhang Jing hurriedly reminded a few people.

In the last game, not only were they wiped out by the Evil Spirits, but they all died very badly.

Seeing the team delivering zongzi coming slowly, Yu Haijiang and the others immediately leaned against the wall, their faces against the wall, and silently recited Amitabha Buddha in their hearts.

It turns out that there is a legend circulating in Taiwan that anyone who hangs himself is very angry.

In order to prevent these people from looking for a substitute after death, every person who commits suicide must have a puja performed by a local temple or Taoist temple after death.

Halfway through the puja, the priests return to the place where the deceased hanged themselves and set up barricades in advance to prevent strangers from meeting the procession.

If the procession passes by you, remember to turn your back to the procession and recite Amitabha Buddha in your heart, then there are no taboos.

But if you are unlucky and meet the group delivering the dumplings head-on, you must follow the team to the whole distance to indicate a ride to the deceased.

This process does not end until dawn, and the hanging rope must be burned at the place where the deceased hanged himself.

However, looking at this temple, it seems that it is a little informal, there is not even a roadblock on the road, fortunately Haijiang and others have the experience of the last time, otherwise they may have been killed by the ghost if they were not killed by the demon god.

"! It's really unlucky. Yu Haijiang stomped his feet and said, and said to Li Ming, "Let's stay here tonight, you go and insert a few reconnaissance guards, and do a good job of vision." ”

Li Ming agreed, and immediately opened the summoner map, and sent four reconnaissance guards near the Taoist temple.

At this time, he was a little anxious, so he ran back a few steps while Yu Haijiang and the others were negotiating with the Taoist priest.

Under an old tree on the side of the road, Li Ming unbuttoned his trouser belt, and his thighs shook.

"Oh, it's comfortable."

Li Ming shivered pleasantly, turned around, and suddenly tripped over something.

He took a photo of his mobile phone and was immediately frightened.

Oh, my God!

On his feet, there was a straw rope!

This Nima ......

"Damn, I'm scared to death, I thought it was a snake!"

Li Ming scolded, got up, stepped on the rope of his feet, and walked towards the Taoist temple like a person who had nothing to do.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, causing him to go from scalp to feet, and his pores stood up.

Vaguely, he saw a little girl in red standing on the path in front of him.

In the middle of the night, how could there be a child in a red dress?

Don't...... Is this the little girl in red in the plot?

Li Ming realized that something was wrong, and immediately offered the punishment of his palm, and leaned over cautiously.

But when you get closer, the person is gone?

At that moment, a pair of hands patted him afterwards.

"Ahh Li Ming jumped up in fright, only to see Zhang Jing standing behind him.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Jing said expressionlessly.

"I seem to see the little girl in red, damn, what a wicked person." After speaking, Li Ming shrunk his neck.

As he walked, he found that Zhang Jing didn't follow, so he turned around and urged, "It's not clean, don't hang around outside." ”

Zhang Jing nodded, and slowly stuffed a rope into her backpack.