Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 40: Old thing! Your stand-in is the most useless!
"Hoo-ha! Hoo-ha!"

"Boom boom boom~Boom boom boom~"

In the square, in front of the wooden sign.

Two strong men with naked upper bodies were holding a torch each. As they danced wildly and occasionally performed fire-breathing acrobatics, the red light of the setting sun echoed with the sparks, dyeing the entire square ground and the faces of the villagers red.

A warm atmosphere was aroused.

The sound of gongs and drums nearby was deafening.

It was as if the whole world wanted to know about the existence of this sacrifice.

The grand ceremony in Yinyuan Village is very spectacular.

After eating and drinking, the villagers invited a troupe to perform and the stage was clanging nearby.

The huge square, which could accommodate thousands of people, was bustling with activity, like a grand garden party.

It is enough to show that Yinyuan Village is indeed well-fed and well-clothed as described in the copy introduction.

It can even be said to be quite prosperous.

Wu Wang and the old village chief sat side by side on the highest stand.

From time to time, he would peel the melon seeds on the table and savor them carefully, and he would applaud and cheer when the performance below was exciting.

"Who are you? Where did you take Zhang Sanfeng?" The old village chief's voice was not loud, completely drowned out by the surrounding noise.

Wu Wang, who should have been completely deaf, turned around, forced a bright smile at him, and said, "Who do you think I should be? And why do you need Zhang Sanfeng?"

After he used bone spurs to take revenge on the old village chief, the other party was unable to attack due to being under the spotlight.

But I can't let myself run away like this.

After all, the Skeleton Ghost knew very well that he could change his appearance and figure. He could just blend into the crowd and disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye. Especially today, when the whole village was here, it was too chaotic.

So he arranged a spot for himself in the stands.

There seems to be a desire to communicate.

The villagers living near the two men were also driven away to attend the grand feast to prevent others from hearing their conversation.

"It's okay to tell you." The old village chief took a sip from the wine glass on the table and said, "Zhang Sanfeng is the illegitimate child of a certain Yinyuan Saintess before her death. His life can repay the village's debt."

"Debt? Usury is illegal now." Wu Wang said sarcastically.

Of course he knew that the debt the other party was talking about was not money or other external things.

But some other mysterious things.

The old village chief explained carefully, "Everything is relative. The Yinyuan God has blessed the village with prosperity, so we must give him a satisfactory return. He has always been fond of women with the most yin qualities, and he presents one to us every year."

"But last year, something unexpected happened. Saint Yinyuan committed suicide on the eve of the grand festival."

"We owe Him a Saint Maiden. If we don't offer her this year, Yinyuan Village's luck will come to an end."

"Although Zhang Sanfeng is not a woman, he has the blood of the Yinyuan Saint, which can calm the anger of the Yinyuan God."

Wu was defeated after hearing this.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He asked vaguely while chewing some melon seeds: "Then what are you?"

In fact, his original intention was to take revenge on the old village chief.

Make the other party angry and embarrassed and reveal their true form.

In order to deprive the villagers of their trust in him.

But I never thought that this skeleton ghost was so patient and had no intention of exposing himself even after being humiliated like this.

He even planned to have a long talk with me.

What is his plan?
"Me? I'm also a villager of Yinyuan Village." The old village chief grinned and said slowly, "Or rather, I built this village. I'm the first village chief."

"?"

Wu Wang was stunned.

When he was pretending to be a villager during the day, he also inquired about the history of the village.

Most villagers have family genealogy records at home, so history has not been lost.

This place was built about two hundred years ago.

From the very beginning it was called Yinyuan Village, but it was still very dilapidated and desolate at that time.

They were a group of refugees who had nowhere else to go to escape the disaster and gathered together to find a place to settle down.

To worship the God of Yinyuan, you just need to burn paper money and offer incense like in other places.

There is no such thing as the Yinyuan Saint.

But starting from the second village chief, worshiping the Yinyuan God required human sacrifice.

It was also from that time that the village became better and better.

Until it developed into what it is now.

Not only do they have no worries about food and clothing, but they can even send some of their smart children to study outside.

The words of the first village chief...

This skeleton ghost existed two hundred years ago?

"Didn't you want to eat me during the day? Why did you suddenly change your mind and want to be my best friend? Don't forget that I just stabbed you." Wu Wang said sarcastically.

The change in the other party's attitude from day to night was so huge that it was obvious that there must be something wrong.

"After all, I didn't know you had the ability to absorb this..."

After saying that, the old village chief stretched out his hand tremblingly.

He pointed to the large wooden sign covered with a black cloth.

Among them is the eye, the mark of the Abyss God.

He turned to look at Wu Wang, his deeply sunken, seemingly empty eyes bursting with intense desire.

He trembled and said, "How about a deal? You teach me how to absorb the aura of that being, and I can give you everything you want!"

"?"

Wu Wang was full of questions.

What the hell is this Abyss God?

All copies contaminated by Him will become twisted and weird, but there are even stranger guys trying to absorb the breath of the Abyss God.

This is the case with Principal Wang in "Fight Back to School".

The same is true for the old village chief now.

What good could there be in absorbing this energy? Why the hell couldn't I feel it?
He did nothing but change his mission and mess up his brain.

What else can I do?
Sometimes Wu Wang really wanted to take a red pen and draw a mouth under the red vertical pupil on his wrist.

Let the God of Abyss answer your doubts.

"Tell me first, what are you going to do after you get the aura of the Abyss God?" Wu Wang put some candies and melon seeds in his pocket. He ate and took everything at once and left without leaving empty-handed!
The old village chief's expression turned serious.

He said word by word: "I will replace the great god Yinyuan and become the new guardian god of the village."

puff-

Wu Wang couldn't help laughing out loud.

He really couldn't understand these guys sometimes.

Or rather, I cannot understand their absurdity.

Principal Wang claims to be righteous.

Under the guise of doing good for the students, they try to strip them of their humanity.

The old village chief calls Yinyuan God the guardian god.

But the price is lives.

I even want to become the patron saint of this kind of man-eating creature.

What the hell is this protecting?
What a bunch of hypocritical guys.

"I met the great god Yinyuan in the first year I became the village chief." The old village chief's eyes became melancholy.

"He made a deal with me, granting me immortality, but the price was that I would become inhuman. Every thirty years, I would have to change clothes. From then on, I would have to wear clothes when meeting the villagers. Only in the ancestral hall could I take off my clothes and breathe."

"These days are so hard to bear."

"Fortunately, thirty years ago, when I was listening to music on the radio at home, I heard the call from that person."

Having said that, the old village chief patted the wooden sign.

A glint of ambition flashed in his eyes as he spoke, "That person is far more powerful than the Great God Yin Yuan. Even if a trace of his aura remains here, I can see hope of escaping!"

"Just tell me what you want! I can satisfy you as long as you give me a hand!"

Looking at the other person's slightly crazy look.

Wu Wangjiang rubbed his dusty hands on his clothes while cracking melon seeds.

I finally understand what the human skin displayed in the ancestral hall is.

Those are the newly elected village chiefs!
The village chief of Yinyuan Village is replaced every thirty years.

The chosen ones enter the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.

Then they are skinned and killed by the skeleton ghosts, and their skins are put on to become their identities.

This old guy has been replacing others!

No wonder the guy was almost beaten to death after pretending to be the village chief’s grandson.

The old village chief didn't feel sorry at all.

It seems that he is not his own grandson at all.

Then Wu Wang said sarcastically: "Brother, oh no, old man, I want to correct you on two things."

"First, those things are called human skin. They're the skin that was peeled off alive. No matter whether you call them clothes or something else, no matter how nice the name is, it's still human blood buns."

"Second, you are not immortal, you just turned into a ghost, and ghosts can also die."

"You haven't seen true immortality yet."

"Old man, your stand-in is the most useless!"

Having said this, Wu Wang's smile became even brighter.

No one understands Yuan Shen better than himself!

No one understands immortality better than himself!

(End of this chapter)