A Genius and a God Fell In Love

People on the street began to close their stalls.

They are nimble and fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, only a few pedestrians were left in the bustling streets.

By the time night fell, all the residents had closed their doors and windows.

The candles in the hands of the lamplighters lit up at the same time, and everything seemed so abnormal.

However, a little orange candlelight became the only point of light in the night.

“Nangong, look at them.”

The three players who had stolen the steamed buns stood stiffly on the spot.

Their faces were pale, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths were open in discomfort, as if they were choking on steamed buns.

Then they all fell to the ground with a "bang".

The body was twitching, the fingers were twisted and deformed, and the expression was very painful, as if he was enduring great torture.

The steamed buns spit out from their mouths shattered on the ground and turned into strips of white maggots.

The fat white maggot twisted its body and crawled to the ground along the player's face and neck.

There are more and more densely packed ones, which makes people’s scalp numb and goosebumps all over.

"ah!!"

"Fuck!"

There was a scream from beside me.

It turned out that several players were walking on the street on the right.

They were stunned when they saw this scene.

Within a few seconds, several players couldn't help but bend down, put their hands on their knees and retched in disgust.

He Yu took a deep breath and pulled Qian Xia's back, "I'll do it! This shit is too scary."

Qian Xia's face turned slightly pale. Is this the consequence of stealing?

She suddenly looked at the girl beside her, "Nangong, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

He Yu was also nervous, "Little girl, are you feeling okay?"

"fine."

Nangong Nan said: "You two do what I just said, hurry up and use the rewards you can use in times of crisis. Don't keep them."

Qian Xia said: "I don't trust you, let's go together."

Nangong Nan said: "Let's act separately, He Yu, take Qian Xia and leave quickly."

He Yu glanced deeply at Nangong Nan, and seemed to see something in that glance.

He said take care, grabbed Qian Xia's wrist and ran to the old lady's house.

"Nangong."

Nangong Nan gave her an okay look.

The girl closed her eyes, her legs were weak as she supported the two figures, and she leaned weakly on the stone lantern holder.

Her breathing was rapid, her eyes became dizzy, and the house twisted into a whirlpool.

Fortunately, she was still conscious and shook her head vigorously.

Trying to wake up.

The three players who stole the steamed buns were no longer alive, and their deaths were tragic and horrific.

Dense white maggots kept crawling down from them.

The players screamed, and upon hearing their voices, the maggots crawled faster and faster.

He followed the sound and climbed onto the feet of the player at the front unprepared.

The player hurriedly kicked his legs in an attempt to shake the maggots away.

But that stuff is very sticky and won't move at all.

The player hurriedly caught it with his hands, but was bitten.

Soon, the wound turned blue and then spread...

In just a few seconds, his wounds aged rapidly and his skin lost its luster, like a skeletal old man.

When Nangong Nan looked over, he only saw a stiff mummy.

The players turned pale with fear and screamed subconsciously, but they covered their mouths in time when the sound came out.

Because these white maggots are very sensitive to sound.

They slowly retreated——

The candlelight was dim, but the white maggots were very obvious, their bodies glowing white.

The crawling sound is not very obvious, but it is like some kind of ferocious beast waiting for an opportunity in the dark, which makes people feel frightened.

Nangong Nan gasped weakly and slipped to the ground weakly.

A maggot crawled next to her, crawled up her fingers, paused when it touched the petal bracelet on her wrist, then changed its direction and crawled away.

Nangong Nan didn't see this scene. She was in a daze, and the scenery in front of her was completely distorted.

Suddenly a flash of white appeared in her sight, it was Yun Shangsha.

The white flowing clouds spread all over the sky, dancing like ghosts.

The sinister wind gusted, and the ghostly groans of ghosts and ghosts could be heard vaguely in my ears, just like the background music in a thriller movie.

The sound became shriller and shriller, causing Nangong Nan to have a headache. She closed her eyes.

All the screams of the ghostly players disappeared.

Wisps of night wind blew past her ears. Her neck shrank uncontrollably, and a chill came out of her pores.

"Little girl, little girl, are you asleep?"

Nangong Nan opened his eyes.

In his sight was a scholar wearing a blue robe and a turban on his head, holding a lamp in his hand.

Nangong Nan glanced around, and the streets and houses disappeared. She was in a lonely field of thousands of tombs, overgrown with grass, and she was the only player.

And I can't feel the breath of the gods.

The girl's eyes fell back on the scholar, and she thought calmly that she had entered a fantasy world.

"Little girl?"

The scholar moved the lamp closer, his fair face full of worry, "Are you okay?"

Nangong Nan looked around helplessly, his face turned pale, and his slender fingers nervously grasped the weeds around him.

"Mr. Master, why am I here?"

When asked these words, the little girl was panicked and frightened, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The scholar quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid. It's probably a prank by some naughty lonely soul. Don't be afraid."

When the little girl heard the word "lonely soul", she almost fainted with fright, her beautiful little face turned pale and pale.

She grabbed the scholar's sleeve and said in a slender voice: "My lord, my lord, are you telling the truth? Is there really a ghost here?"

"do not be afraid."

The scholar comforted her gently, "The ghost is just playing a joke on you. This place is not suitable for a living person to spend the night. I will take you to my home."

"Thank you, sir..."

The grass is swaying, the night wind is blowing, and the field of vision full of tombs is filled with a little firelight, which is the candlelight in the hand of the lamp holder.

The candle flame flickered on and off in the night wind. There were not many people holding the lamp, only ten.

Standing in front of the cypress tree, it does not look like it is placed randomly, but rather like some kind of formation.

When they passed by the green and black lantern holder, Nangong Nan felt an obvious fierceness and a chilling feeling.

Even the heart couldn't help but speed up.

The girl's eyebrows were calm, and when her eyes flicked over the stone carvings, she was already thinking in her mind.

Within a few seconds, her legs began to feel weak. She retracted her gaze to regain her composure and looked over again.

My scalp suddenly felt numb.

The big copper bell-like eyes of the stone sculpture broke into the sight. Those eyes were not like the lifeless stone sculpture, but exuded evil and weirdness.

Even his expression seemed to have changed, it was different from what he saw at first.

Nangong Nan was not afraid, but observed carefully.

Her eyes suddenly stung, and she covered her eyes violently.

After losing sight, his hearing was extremely sensitive, and the gentle night breeze left a string of cold ice pimples when it swept over his skin.