Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

"He just now......."

On the playground, all the teachers held their breath, staring intently at Lu Ye appearing in the corner of the screen.

"What did they put in that paper figure's hand?"

The scene before them was absolutely unexpected for these Ghost Master teachers.

Follow the rules taught in class.

This kind of proactive interaction with the bizarre is basically taboo.

If you behave honestly, don't make mistakes, and follow the rules, you might die a little later.

But if you take the initiative, you might die in the next second.

"It's money for the impermanent."

A grade headmaster with a B-grade cryptic mark engraved on his wrist spoke slowly.

This immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"bribe?"

"Some strange things can indeed be bribed, but the problem is..."

"Where would a freshman who isn't even a Demon Hunter get money from the Unpredictable?"

The Impermanence Coin was forged from ghostly energy in a bizarre dungeon.

Money that resembles something out of a strange world.

A regular 100-yuan note would cost at least ten million yuan to buy in the real world.

Moreover, ordinary people generally have no way to access such items.

"Just because he didn't want to be carried in a sedan chair, he spent such precious 'death money' (a type of in-game currency). Didn't he ever attend classes before?"

According to common sense.

Since we have such a precious item, we should use it at the most crucial moment.

But this is common sense.

After all, no one else could have imagined that such impermanent money would exist.

Lu also had a full million in his pocket.

........

Lu Ye's body swayed and moved with the paper horse.

He massaged his aching shoulders.

Liu Zitao looked on with immense envy.

Is this some kind of hidden new mechanism? Can we actually make requests?

"Um... hello, I also... want to ride a horse."

As I was thinking, a classmate next to me, sweating profusely, whispered something to the paper figure.

He even deliberately used one hand to point tremblingly at Lu Ye, as if to provide a benchmark.

"Like...like him."

And his response was—

pia.

A heavy whip lashed mercilessly across his back, its force penetrating to the bone.

The burly paper figure sneered, "This horse is for you to ride? Say one more word and I'll rip your tongue out to eat with your wine."

The piercing pain in his back forced him to swallow the rest of his question, "Why can he ride it but I can't?"

"All right........"

"It seems not everyone has it; maybe only the first person to speak gets it. We absolutely cannot let that guy get there first next time."

Liu Zitao kept his mouth tightly shut.

That's how bizarre dungeons are.

Saying less and doing less increases the survival rate, but it also means lower participation in the storyline and thus lower rewards.

Actively creating more interactions can earn you higher rewards, but it also increases your chances of dying.

As he walked, Liu Zitao felt the weight on his shoulders grow even heavier.

Looking up, I saw the paper figure who had taken Lu Ye's place walking in the procession carrying the sedan chair.

But actually, his shoulders weren't even touching the stick; he was just messing around.

The weight that originally required eight people to lift is now shared by seven people.

Click click click.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, the paper figure in front of him turned its head 180 degrees, presenting him with a pale and lifeless face.

Liu Zitao quickly lowered his head, silently cursing in his heart.

"You motherfucker..."

It seemed to be evening.

The light grew dimmer, and a howling, eerie wind blew around them.

Only the wedding procession was lit by candlelight.

But candlelight is not enough to illuminate the path ahead.

"what!"

A cry of pain suddenly rang out from the ranks.

One of them, perhaps because he didn't see the road clearly, twisted his ankle and fell into a ditch.

The heavy weight on his shoulder instantly broke his leg, leaving him powerless.

The entire sedan chair suddenly tilted to one side.

Then he was supported by the paper figure standing on the other side.

"I'm sorry, I...I..."

The man cast a terrified glance at the bridal sedan chair, instinctively looking towards it.

But the next moment.

A sharp butcher's knife protruded from his chest.

Then withdraw.

"You've disturbed the bride, what's the point of keeping you around?"

The burly paper figure, holding a blood-dripping pig-slaughtering knife, watched the corpse fall with a cold laugh.

More cheers erupted from the wedding procession.

"Yay!! Someone's dead! Someone's finally dead!"

"Hehe, hurry up and skin him to make lanterns!"

"Now I can see the road clearly!"

A dozen or so small paper figures rushed over and surrounded the corpse.

In the blink of an eye, when they left again...

Each paper figure now holds a bright human skin lantern.

At this moment, in the real world...

One of the people standing on the playground suddenly collapsed.

His skin was completely torn off, revealing hideous flesh and blood.

The waiting family members cried and rushed forward to collect the body.

"Dead...dead."

"The first person to die has appeared."

The wedding procession didn't stop at all; in fact, it sped up even more thanks to the increased illumination from the lanterns.

The few survivors were shrouded in a suffocating silence.

The burly paper figure, having received the money, picked up a finished lantern and tossed it to Lu Ye, who was riding a horse.

"It's dark on the road, so keep the lights on and don't slip and fall."

That's such a double standard.

Liu Zitao gritted his teeth as he watched.

Lu, riding on the paper horse, looked at the human skin lantern in his hand and the sinister smile on the face of the burly paper figure.

I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.

.......

"A thick fog has rolled in. Where are the scouts?"

Shouts came from the front of the group.

Immediately, all the paper figures in the line turned around and stared intently at the remaining people.

That kind of gaze sent chills down your spine.

"You, you, you... and you too."

"Go ahead and scout the way."

The burly paper figure, wielding a butcher's knife, pointed at five people in succession.

Everyone who was called on shuddered.

Soon, other paper figures stepped forward to take over carrying the sedan chair, and the two who were the only ones not chosen breathed a sigh of relief.

"So it seems that gift-giving is only valid once, right?"

Lu obediently dismounted.

I walked to the front of the group with Liu Zitao.

A thick fog obscured the way ahead, making it impossible to see anything clearly, but there were six dirt roads leading into the depths of the fog.

"Let's see which road to take."

The paper figure at the front handed each person a red thread.

He stood there coldly.

"This should be the second level, [Finding the Way]. Only one of the six dirt roads leads in the correct direction; those who choose the wrong one die."

Liu Zitao looked at the red thread in his hand with a grim expression.

"How do I get there?"

There are no instructions for this level; it's all down to luck.

If all five people make the wrong choice, they will all die; if they don't choose at all, they will also die.

"Feeding...Lu Ye, aren't you going to discuss this with me?"

While they were hesitating, someone saw that Lu had already walked quite a distance down one of the dirt roads.

"I choose this one. Anyone who wants to come can come, and those who don't shouldn't."

Lu Ye's response came from within the mist.

"How can he be so sure? Does he know the right way?"

"I don't know anything! The path is randomized every time it refreshes. He's definitely trying to trick us!"

Liu Zitao's voice trembled, and his gaze darted back and forth across the remaining dirt roads.

"There's no other way. Let's each choose our own path. I'm definitely not going to go with him!"

Liu Zitao gritted his teeth and chose another path.

The others also hesitated and chose one.

When we stepped onto the dirt road, the fog was so thick that we couldn't see anything at all, not even which way we could tell.

Only the red thread in my hand indicates the direction I came from.

"How terrifying..."

As they walked, one of the students suddenly heard the sound of flowing water.

A small river appeared in front of us, and a wooden sign stood on the riverbank.

This road is blocked.

"Did you choose the wrong option?"

next moment.

Suddenly, hundreds of ghostly hands reached out from the stream in front of him, grabbed his body tightly, and dragged him into the bottomless water.

The area was instantly stained red with blood.

the other side.

"It has to be this one! I've always been lucky since I was little, it absolutely has to be this one!"

However, when he reached the end, the road was blocked by a desolate cemetery.

A wooden plaque also stands in front of the cemetery.

This road is blocked.

"No!"

The next moment, dozens of skeletal hands emerged from the mud and dragged him underground.

All that remained was the soft, rustling sound of gnawing.

It's on another road as well.

A man who had only gone halfway looked at the endless fog ahead, and fear completely enveloped him.

"I'm not going anymore, I can't go any further."

"I want to go back...I want to go back!"

But when he panicked and tried to run back along the red line...

But he discovered that the red thread in his hand had already broken.

The next moment, a greedy roar of a beast echoed from the mist.

One after another, vicious dogs with bloody and ferocious flesh rushed out and overwhelmed him.

This scene also occurred simultaneously in the real world.

People standing on the playground collapsed one after another.

His death was incredibly tragic.

Some people have white, swollen skin all over, like balloons.

Some had their entire flesh and blood devoured.

There are also fragmented ones.

Blood, accompanied by wailing, blanketed the playground.

.......

Meanwhile, Lu had already reached the end of the fog.

Because it has the ability to see ghosts and spirits.

He had already seen the outline of a mansion at the end of the dirt road when he set off.

Sure enough, the brightly lit mansion was not far away at that moment.

There was also a wooden sign standing in front of them.

Jiang Mansion

"Thank you, sir."

Lu Ye silently muttered a sentence to himself.

He said before that those who want to follow his path can come, and those who don't believe him can forget about it.

However, it seems that no one else believed his 0.01.

I turned around and walked back along the red line, but I hadn't walked far when I bumped into someone.

Seeing Liu Zitao panting heavily from running, Lu grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

"You're such a clever little rascal."