Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 189

Painful and screams resounded across the sky, and the thick and thick darkness in front of him seemed to ripple from it.

Ge Xiu rubbed his aching ears, and Yun Danfeng gently retracted his gaze, as if the other party’s miserable roar and spiteful gaze did not exist.

He stretched his muscles and bones, and casually turned his head to look around.

Ge Xiu looked around, then fell silent: “…”

Like a hurricane passing by, all the buildings visible to the naked eye were completely destroyed. The walls outside the ancestral hall crooked and collapsed, and dusty bricks and rocks fell all over the ground. Looking at it, it was completely empty. It used to be gloomy and dead. The unpopular sordid village is completely invisible at this moment, only a piece of bricks and rubble is left, and the ground is messy.

“…” Ge Xiu took a deep breath and poked the man next to him with his elbow: “Hey.”

The pale and gloomy man turned his head, and the cold suffocation deposited under his eyes instantly swept away when he looked at Ge Xiu. His voice was cold and deep, but his tone was subtle and gentle: “What?”

Ge Xiu raised his hand and squeezed the bridge of his nose, feeling his forehead aching again:

“…You did all this?”

The man’s eyes drooped, his dark and deep eyes fixedly stared at the young man in front of him, and nodded.

Ge Xiu slowly inhaled, exhaled, took a full deep breath, and then slowly said:

“This dungeon is a time dungeon. Even if the dungeon boss disappears, we have to stay here for at least three days before we can leave!!”

He pointed to the crooked walls outside and the village where there was almost no complete building in the dark, and gritted his teeth and asked.

“Where do you want us to live now?!”

man:”…”

He did not expect this.

Ge Xiu lowered his eyes and swept over the old woman who was curled up at her feet.

The old woman lying on the ground has turned into a black and twisted shadow, unable to even condense into a complete entity. The wrinkled old face is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, and it is almost difficult for the whole person to maintain a clear edge. , But she is the boss of the entire dungeon after all, as long as this dungeon still exists, she will not die or dissipate.

Ge Xiu’s gaze swept across the opponent’s body quickly, as if he was just passing a stone or a plant.

He asked:

“Have you played enough?”

The old woman trembled all over, and subconsciously curled up the translucent body tighter, trying to shrink her sense of existence even smaller.

The man lowered his eyes gloomily and glanced at the dark lumps on the ground. The dark eyes flashed with vague viciousness.

The pale thin lips lifted slightly, but the bottom of the eyes still didn’t have the slightest temperature:

“It’s still early.”

“Then don’t play.” Ge Xiu said ruthlessly: “It’s a waste of time.”

The man’s gloomy eyes rolled around the old woman’s body, and he sighed regretfully:

“Pity.”

Ge Xiu glanced at the man standing beside him coolly, and said:

“You should regret the room I slept in tonight.”

“…” The man fell silent obediently, knowing he was wrong.

Ge Xiu sighed and said:

“…Forget it, let’s go, I have to go back and see how my teammates are doing this time.”

In the dungeon, I haven’t encountered a few ghosts yet, but halfway through sleep, the house suddenly collapsed by the wind.

It must be some kind of unforgettable experience in life.

In the courtyard completely destroyed by the gust of wind, a few gray-headed players stood in embarrassment at the center of the empty space, which was the only one that could land, and looked at each other.

“You… have you encountered this kind of thing in other dungeons before?” One of the dusty players finally couldn’t bear the urge to speak, turning his head to look at the others standing beside him with a complicated expression. Players.

Everyone shook their heads slowly.

The hurricane that swept across in the middle of the night completely destroyed the houses where the players rested. After all, this was the first night in the dungeon, so the players were very vigilant, and the houses in the village were all loose. The masonry structure and the roof are also made of straw and tiles, so everyone basically crawled out of the ruins of the collapsed house without any damage-nothing major except for some scratches.

Then, weirdly, the screaming wind that was still whistling stopped abruptly, and after a few seconds of silence, a shrill scream sounded from a distance.

In the center of the dark and empty ruins, the harsh screams became more and more terrifying.

The sound was so penetrating that it tore through the dark night sky almost instantly, and struck straight, making everyone’s hearts slammed—what exactly happened to make people horrible. Howl?

But since it was still night, everyone really didn’t dare to leave the courtyard and explore without scruples, so they had to stand in place with fear and sweat, quietly waiting for the destiny to come.

After the scream finally disappeared, the players couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, everything around me is too quiet.

No wind, no screams, nothing.

It was as if they were standing on a piece of abandoned land, surrounded by rubble and debris, and boundless silence spread around them.

One of the players settled down, looked around a few people standing next to him, and said:

“Are everyone here?”

Players start to count the number.

Soon, they discovered that the only two people who lived in the same room had disappeared.

The player who proposed frowned: “Have you seen where those two people have gone?”

Everyone shook their heads.

“It seems that I haven’t seen them since the house collapsed.” said one of the players.

“Yeah yeah.”

“Yes, me too.”

The rest of the players agreed.

“Will it be under the pressure?” a player asked tentatively: “Should we go digging and digging?”

“Tsk.” Another player sneered: “If you want to dig, you dig. I think they haven’t crawled out for so long. If they were crushed to death, or died before the wind started, why bother? “

While everyone was clamoring, suddenly, a calm voice came from behind:

“What are you talking about?”

The players were bluffed, and stopped immediately, and at the same time turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound coming from behind.

I saw the slender young man slowly walked out of the darkness. He stepped on his long legs and walked easily across the bricks and tiles on the ground. The slightly larger shirt and jeans on his body were clean and undyed. A bit of dust is almost a world apart from the gray-headed players.

With one hand in his pocket, his posture is natural and plain, with a powerful aura that can naturally shock the audience.

Everyone stared at him stunnedly as he stepped in from outside the courtyard. Obviously, they couldn’t believe what they saw in front of them—he…Is this just coming back from the outside?

A player was the first to come back to his senses: “What about the newcomer who lives in the same house with you?”

“Dead,” Ge Xiu said lightly.

died? !

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other suspiciously.

One of them stepped forward and asked a little eagerly: “Dead? When did you die?”

Ge Xiu replied calmly: “Before I moved into that room.”

-what?

The players were taken aback: “Do you mean…?”

“Yes.” Ge Xiu nodded: “When you saw her tonight, she was no longer alive.”

What he said was very relaxed, but the players couldn’t help but feel cold behind their backs.

Moreover, more questions followed.

How did he know? When did he discover it? What happened after the discovery? Why did he come back from outside again? What happened during that time? Is all this related to the squally wind and screams just now?

More importantly, is what he said true?

While everyone was full of doubts, the youth in front of them seemed to have seen their thoughts at a glance, and said:

“I will take you to the ancestral hall at dawn, and you will know after seeing it.”

Player: “…”

Wait, what is the ancestral hall?

It stands to reason that they have just entered this dungeon for less than six hours, right? When did the ancestral hall, a building that didn’t sound quite right, appeared?

Everyone looked at each other, and they were a little suspicious of life for a while.

The same doubts slowly surfaced in everyone’s minds:

—Are we really playing the same game? !

Ge Xiu did not respond to them anymore, but walked towards the courtyard with a backpack on his back.

He found a corner of the broken wall that looked relatively strong and sat down, and then began to lean against the wall and close his eyes to rest.

Soon, the night faded, and the sky began to light up.

Although the sky is still covered with clouds, at least the surrounding scenery can be seen clearly.

This time the ancestral hall is much easier to find than at night.

—After all, it is the only building standing in the ruins.

Everyone cautiously stepped into the gloomy ancestral hall, where the heavy smell of blood and the stale and dusty atmosphere immediately rushed to their faces. The dark, dignified coffin was placed in the depths of the ancestral hall, sleeping quietly in the shadows.

On the ground, human skin puppets torn apart by violence were scattered.

“There are no more living people in this village.” Ge Xiu said: “The wedding we are going to attend tomorrow is also a marriage.”

He pointed to the coffins in the ancestral hall: “These are their coffins, from the villagers to the players, there are new and old.”

A player hesitated and asked: “Then…what about the boss of this instance?”

“It’s an old woman.” Ge Xiu said concisely: “She can only make dolls one by one, one man and one woman. I don’t know the specific reason, so I didn’t ask in detail.”

Everyone suddenly realized that the number of male and female players who entered the dungeon this time was exactly the same-they thought it was a coincidence, but it turned out to be deliberate.

“Wait, didn’t you ask?” One of the players suddenly grasped the point.

“Yes, after all, you have to get married after killing people, and only a personal habit can explain it.” Ge Xiu replied thoughtfully, “I respect his personal hobbies, so I didn’t ask much.”

Everyone: “…”

Is this your focus?

A player asked, “So what? Where is that boss now?”

Ge Xiu smiled slightly: “Don’t worry, she dare not come out.”

Under the heavy and gloomy clouds, the youth’s dark eyes flashed with dim dim light, and a faint smile ran across his lips, with a secret and strange feeling.

Everyone stared at him in horror, shivering subconsciously.

—What terrible thing is this man talking plainly on his face? ! !