At night, Wei Linglan was lying on the bed and tossing and turning. He listened to the crackling sound of rain outside the window and could not fall asleep for a long time.

If she could, she really wanted to leave this ghost place.

Leaving far away, leaving behind the feeling of depression at the center of my eyebrows like a maggot on my tarsal bone.

Unfortunately, who made her just a low-level player in Lv4?

In the task log, a bunch of small words are clearly visible.

【Task Type: General Tasks】

【Task name: Song in the Rain】

[Task Objective: Find out the truth about the supernatural incident in Dusheng Village]

【Task time limit: 7 days】

【Task Reward 1: Extra Experience Value 300 Points】

【Task Reward 2: Game Coin 400 Points】

【Task Reward 3: Random Quality Skill Scroll*1】

【Punishment for Mission Failure: None】

Wei Linglan is a well-known painter. She should have lived a life of Bourgeois. She thinks she is just an ordinary literary young woman.

It is incomparable to the genius who has comprehensive development of wisdom, mind, perseverance, and physical strength.

Being involved in this pathological and crazy game, you can only struggle to survive. If you take a wrong step, you will fall into the abyss.

“The mission reward is very generous, so rich that it is a bit abnormal.”

Wei Linglan, lying on the bed, thought silently: "Among all the tasks of the killing game, survival tasks are the most difficult, because the system believes that even if the player is just alive, it is already difficult.

Killing tasks and puzzle-solving tasks are both equally difficult, and the latter is even simpler in some cases.

Because of the puzzle solving task, it means that the system can pass the level without fierce combat means by default.

The methods that can be used are more diverse and time is relatively abundant."

The relatively simple task requirements are in sharp contrast with the generous task rewards.

This is very likely to mean that the system believes that she will encounter life threats that match the task rewards during the process of querying the truth...

Especially this evening, she went up the mountain and found that all the tombs of the deceased in Dusheng Village had been pried open.

Who made it?

Ghosts, passengers, villagers, or... other players?

If there really is a high-level player with kindness here, Wei Linglan will definitely kneel down to the ground and hug her thighs angrily.

Do your best to perform "Boss, please take me, please wuwuwu.jpg"

As he thought about it, Wei Linglan felt his eyebrows hurt again.

Unlike the faint pain during this period, the eyebrows were pricked by needles at this time, and there was a severe stinging pain.

This ability to predict dangers in advance not only allowed her to have another hidden identity in the real world, but also helped her survive several life-threatening crises safely.

Something is approaching this house belonging to villagers Lu He...

Wei Linglan glanced at Tian Yourong who was sleeping in the distance, and Song Zhen and his wife took a deep breath, lifted the quilt, and stood barefoot on the floor of the bedroom.

For seven months, people have been dying in Dusheng Village, but the deaths are all local villagers.

Shi Derong died last night, and the three college students in the sect were not at all hurt.

Maybe, as long as you don’t react excessively, you won’t be attacked...

Dong, Dong, Dong.

The sound of heavy blows on the wall came from outside, as if someone was hitting the wall with his fists.

Wei Linglan immediately lay back on the bed silently.

Take out a small hand crossbow with green and poisonous painted green from the backpack bar, put it on one foot, and place the hand crossbow on the left side of the body, just enough to block it with a quilt.

The sound of smashing the wall never stopped. Wei Linglan kept breathing evenly, staring at the bedroom door while pretending to be asleep.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There was a whimper from the throat outside the door.

With the occasional lightning flashing outside the window, Wei Linglan clearly saw a dark and thin palm stretching in from under the bedroom door.

The palm was too thin and too thin. The dry skin was tightly attached to the bones, and the blood vessels were pressed by the skin, looking like stripes and gullies on the scorched bark.

Wei Linglan held her breath instantly, and her eyebrows were about to split open as if someone was drilling with an electric drill. Every organ on her body was screaming wildly, screaming in terror.

Her body wanted to pull the trigger of the crossbow, but the remaining reason resisted this impulse again and again.

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She seemed to be really asleep, and she watched the dark palm reach into the door, extending out her forearm with a strange length, constantly fumble from bottom to top, and finally touched the door handle of the bedroom.

Click.

The door is open.

Outside the window, thunder flashed by, Wei Linglan could see clearly, and a ragged ghost figure crouched beside the bedroom door.

That figure looks like a man, and like a beast,

The hair, which was shoulder-length, was automatically floating behind his head without wind, swaying like seaweed soaked in water.

Behind that figure, Wei Linglan also saw the source of the sound of smashing the wall-

The elderly villager Lu He, who stayed with Wei Linglan and his wife, was being held by an invisible force and hung in the air.

Like a sandbag, he smashed his forehead against the wall one after another.

There were many red and white bone fragments embedded on the wall, and Lu He's entire front head flattened. Every time he hit, pieces of flesh and blood splattered on the ground.

Wei Linglan was grabbed by extreme fear and she trembled all over, watching the figure on all fours approaching slowly.

Extend your palm and gently scrape your smooth calves with the back of your rough hands.

This scene has nothing to do with beauty.

The figure reached out and grabbed Wei Linglan's slender ankle, just when she thought the other party was going to chew it in one bite.

Lu He's body outside the door slammed onto the ground.

Outside the bedroom door, something seemed to be standing, communicating with the crouching figure beside her in a way that Wei Linglan didn't understand at all.

After a long time, the squatting figure on all sides released Wei Linglan's ankle and walked out the door. Before the figure completely disappeared into the darkness, he turned around and looked at her silently.

Wei Linglan's body was stiff and unable to move. It was not until the first rooster crow in the village in the early morning that she regained control of her body.
Chapter completed!