Forces of Temptation

    Under the moonlight, a few black dots dotted on the reflective white snow,

    The vast snow peaks are at their feet, and the huge moon is behind them.

    They are sandwiched between the boundless heaven and earth, and when they look up and down, it is easy to make people feel that they are just a small and helpless insect.

    At this height, few life can exist.

    They seem to be at the end of life and the world, climbing the top of the unknown.

    They did not waste their energy to climb up, but left the slightly open area, found a corner of the snowy rock sheltered from the wind, took a break, and thought about the next move.

    He Yinchuan was a soldier, and he has walked through snowy mountains and deserts.

    But the current situation made him frown.

    The snow that was almost the size of a goose feather swelled, reducing the visibility of their field of vision to more than 20 meters around.

    He Yinchuan observed the terrain for a while, and pointed out their most important dilemma: "...don't understand the terrain."

     Their opponents seem to be quite experienced, and their knowledge of this mountain is probably not to be underestimated.

    Although they had managed to get out of sight of the climbers, the snow had cleared their tracks - in fact, the four climbers had lost their tracks - but This is not particularly reassuring.

    Zhou Ao tightened the bandage on her hand, picked up a handful of snow, and washed the exposed skin.

    He proposed: "Separate?"

    He Yinchuan: "It doesn't matter."

    Zhou Ao: "It doesn't matter, the goal of eight people is too big."

    He Yinchuan: "It's easy to break each one."

    Sporting on high-altitude snowy mountains is completely different from the ground.

    Even if they travel lightly, they can bring as little as possible. Just a dozen kilograms of cold-proof clothing is enough to tiring people for half their lives.

    Jiang Fang carried Nanzhou quickly and drove out nearly 300 meters. As soon as he stopped, he leaned over and gasped, and simply leaned on Nanzhou's shoulder and closed his eyes to rest.

    Look at the way his eyelashes fluttered, as if he was very tired.

    But judging from the calm heartbeat in his chest, he recovered after sitting down and resting for a while.

    Nanzhou heard it.

    But he didn't mind Jiang Fang leaning on his shoulder.

    He even lowered his shoulders a little to accommodate him so that he could lean more comfortably.

    …The current Jiang Fang looks like a well-behaved arctic rabbit with its legs folded and the snow melted.

    He raised his hand and brushed off a little snow from the ends of his hair.

    Jiang Fang smiled knowingly.

    The two rely on each other like this, tacitly, and do not fight against their inner emotions.

    Just indulge your mind and grow wild on the snowy field.

    The wind blows across and the snow-capped mountains have no trails.

    In the strong wind and snow, Lu Bifang went to the front to explore the way back, and showed the captain and deputy team the simple topographic map.

    Where they are now is a gourd-shaped col.

    The top is shaded by a huge snow canopy, which blocks part of the moonlight.

    Climb up the **** for about 200 meters and go around the snow eaves, and the sight is brighter.

    This open area is the only way they can't avoid going up the mountain.

    He Yinchuan and Zhou Ao held the topographic map, looked horizontally and vertically, and planned for a long time, only to feel that their heads were as big as a bucket.

    The situation they are facing now can be described as four difficulties.

    If they dig a snow nest on the spot and hide here, it can greatly reduce the probability of a head-on conflict with the four climbers.

    However, they did it in secret and didn't actually climb very high.

    Dormant in place, basically equivalent to giving up the game automatically.

    However, if you go up, once you come to the open area, the probability that they will be found by the foursome will increase.

    They don't know the details of Bear Man, Hammer Man and Ice Hoe Woman.

    But Lu Bifang clearly saw the flexibility of the gecko man's actions, and they must not take it lightly.

    In addition, He Yinchuan was still worried about one thing.

    If the foursome were smart enough, they could have climbed all the way to the top of the mountain, taking the best advantage from the start, just waiting for them to get close.

    What's more, there may be some **** of a "moon god" on the top of the mountain...

    The more He Yinchuan thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he blurted out: "Damn, if the gun can be brought in, how can we still be afraid of those four strange-shaped things?"

    When they came in, they were all equipped with guns, knives, knives and bullets, but probably for reasons of balance of combat power, the system prohibited them from using weapons outside the allowed range of the copy.

    If there are guns, the four old zombies may not be able to get good from them.

    Zhou Ao glanced at him: "Quality."

    He Yinchuan was startled to realize that there were people next to him, he hurriedly coughed, and said solemnly: "Look at the map, look at the map."

    Lu Bifang spent nearly an hour exploring.

    Although his physical strength is excellent, it is inevitable that he will be overdrawn.

    After handing over the task with the captain, he climbed over the soft snowdrift with hands and feet, and sat down with Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.

    Li Yinhang wanted to make way for him, but he waved his hand shyly and wearily, leaning against the side of the rock, leaving a small part of his body exposed.

    After taking a rest, there was nothing to do, so Lu Bifang opened his warehouse.

    They don't bring much useful stuff in from the outside.

    Lu Bifang specially spent 300 points to properly put a small mirror that he carried with him in a storage compartment.

    He took out the mirror and carefully blocked the mirror surface with his hands, so as not to reflect the spot and reveal his whereabouts.

    What Lu Bifang really wanted to see was a photo of three people behind the mirror.

    Noticing the curious gaze from Nanzhou on the side, Lu Bifang didn't mind it, and generously and proudly introduced him to the other two beautiful girls in the photo besides himself.

    "My sister. Lu Lizi."

    "And my girlfriend."

    Only at this time, did he show a little bit of a youthful heart, and his invisible big tail swayed to and fro.

    "This is my sophomore year, when the three of us went to the playground together."

    Li Yinhang was a little surprised: "If you have a girlfriend, you still sign up—"

    "Ah..."

    Lu Bifang originally had a little bit of show off, but Li Yinhang didn't expect Li Yinhang to pay attention.

    He touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly: "...Everyone has come. Anyway, in the end, we will definitely bring everyone back together—"

    When the "Bronze Brigade" came in, after a brief discussion, Lu Bifang first made his wish for the winner in the wishing pool.

    His wish is that after they win, all game participants, whether alive or dead at that time, can return to the real world just like when they entered this world.

     Before Lu Bifang could finish speaking, Nan Zhou covered his mouth with a backhand.

    Lu Bifang: "?"

    "Don't say anything like that." Nan Zhou said, "People who usually take photos to miss their relatives and friends and talk about the future will soon..."

    He thought about it for a while, but replaced "death" with a relatively mild word: "Danger."

    Lu Bifang, whose mouth was covered: "…"

    It's not that he doesn't think it's unlucky to say "Go back to your hometown to get married after the mission is over", but he just said it casually.

    But looking at Nan Zhou's cautious expression, it seems that he is pressing his head very seriously and pulling the flag for him.

    Lu Bifang laughed, feeling a little closer to Nan Zhou.

    …but he was also a little more apologetic.

    Just now, just as he had delivered the topographic map and was about to leave to rest, Lin Zhisong, who was beside the captain, stuffed a small tape recorder and a note in his pocket.

    The note reads: "You get close to them. Help me ask about Nanzhou."

    Lu Bifang raised his head in surprise.

    This… is not good?

    But when he turned his attention to He Yinchuan, he found that the young captain also nodded slightly.

    …Lin Zhisong, although neurotic and gregarious, there must be a reason for him to care about Nan Zhou.

    As teammates, they all trust Lin Zhisong's intuition.

    There must be a reason for him to doubt Nanzhou.

    Therefore, Lu Bifang, who was in charge of eavesdropping, had to step up.

    He asked softly, "Mr. Nan, what about you, who is in your family?"

    Nan Zhou: "Parents, and a younger sister."

    Lu Bifang was relieved.

    He also has a sister!

    This topic will be opened!

    He actively asked: "Is your sister good? My sister is very good in other places, but she loved to grab food from me since she was a child, and she was greedy."

    Nanzhou responded with silence, as if recalling something.

    Lu Bifang waited for his response expectantly.

    After searching the thesaurus for a while, Nan Zhou finally found a relatively suitable adjective: "...annoying."

    Lu Bifang: "…"

    Nan Zhou: "It's quite fierce."

    Lu Bifang gritted his teeth and chatted: "...are you spoiled?"

    Nan Zhou: "Well...it should be."

    Nan Zhou: "I didn't kill her, which means I dote on her very much."

    Lu Bifang's character is not good at infernal affairs, and Nanzhou's one-on-one card-type dialogue completely disrupted his rhythm.

    He couldn't think of any more advanced questions, and asked casually, "What's your sister's name?"

    Nan Zhou, who had already understood his purpose and was ready to meet his high-level and difficult questions, was stunned for a moment.

    Nanzhou: "South..."

    Nanzhou: "Southern Rim."

    Lu Bifang: ...why does it sound like a current edition?

    Nowadays, he somewhat understands why Lin Zhisong doubts him.

    When Lu Bifang wanted to ask further questions, Jiang Fang, who had been resting against Nanzhou's shoulder, seemed to have regained his vitality, stood up and looked at Lu Bifang: "Have you figured out how to go next? ?"

    Just one question broke up Lu Bifang's cross-examination plan.

    Jiang Fang asked about the success or failure of the dungeon, and Lu Bifang naturally couldn't talk about private matters.

      .

    Nan Zhou naturally knew how many mistakes he had revealed just now, and turned to look at Jiang Fang.

    Jiang Fang continued to lean on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and continued to rest.

    Li Yinhang heard it.

    But she didn't ask anything.

    Nanzhou looked down.

    He remembered what Jiang Fang had said to him in the second copy.

    He told himself that his story was his own.

    He can say whatever he wants.

    Nan Zhou bit the tip of his tongue, hesitant.

    Suddenly, a strange and strong feeling hit his heart.

    Nan Zhou did not look back to check, but grabbed Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang beside him with one hand, and used his meager strength to lead them forward and dash forward!

    Li Yinhang didn't know why, but when she lost her balance and staggered forward, she only felt a strange strong wind mixed with a strange breath, rubbing against the ends of her hair and falling down .

    In the whirring sound of the mournful wind, the wind wedged into the rock and made an amazing, scalp-tingling sound:

    ding—

    The sharp piercing sound made Li Yinhang tinnitus.

    She turned her head back in awe, and was instantly shocked by the scene in front of her.

    It's that woman!

    The woman with the ice hoe!

    Just now, she quietly touched the backs of several people, raised the ice hoe, and dropped the hoe!

    How is that possible? How did she approach Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang when they were both unconscious?

    When Li Yinhang took a closer look, he was even more heartbroken.

     Her waist is clearly empty!

    —she's a walking corpse with only the upper body!

    Nan Zhou also hurriedly turned around.

    In the blink of an eye, Nan Zhou recalled seeing her for the first time.

    —She was lying in a tent sleeping bag with only her upper body sticking out.

    No wonder.

    Soft snow, fresh snow wind blowing people's eyes, and a short torso less than one meter.

    These conditions are enough for her to approach quietly without attracting anyone's attention.

    The incident happened suddenly, and He Yinchuan and the others were also unexpected.

    He even gave some attention to the situation on Nanzhou's side, but he was still taken advantage of by this monster!

    He scolded secretly, took out the leggings dagger inserted in his boots, and ran quickly towards Nanzhou!

    The half-length girl didn't move again.

    She grabbed the ice **** with one hand and supported her leg with the other, and in a handstand position, she cleverly escaped a few meters away.

    Nanzhou looked around.

    He thought they were surrounded by climbers.

    But looking at it from a distance, he found that in the vast snow peak, only this upper body monster chased them.

    —The other party implemented a strategy of splitting search.

    However, it is too late.

    She didn't scream as Nanzhou imagined to call her teammates.

    Because she has no tongue.

    She opened her dark mouth and bit a distress whistle hanging from her neck while running.

    Beep—

    The harsh whistle tore apart the icy air and transmitted the sound layer by layer to a farther distance.

    For a time, the mountains were silent.

    Even the sound of the wind seemed to be deterred by the whistle, and stagnated.

    The umbrella-shaped snow eaves that shaded their heads trembled twice, and a piece of snow sleet fell, which fell on the shoulders and necks of the Nanzhou boat that remained in place, like frost.

     Before she could blow a second sound, she grabbed her hair with one hand.

    Poker cards are light and small, so it is impossible to aim and throw them on the top of the snowy snow.

    But melee attacks still work.

    Jiang Fang clipped the card with one hand, wiped it horizontally in front of her throat, and cut her trachea precisely—

    Not much blood came out.

    When a little icy black blood seeped into Jiang Fang's gloves, Jiang Fang reacted quickly and withdrew his hand.

    He expected it well.

    The woman was not deprived of her mobility by this throat-cutting action.

    She opened her huge mouth and bit down sharply.

    If Jiang Fang hadn't dodged quickly, her teeth would be enough to pierce through thick cold gloves and bite through his tendons.

    She took a bite.

    The upper and lower teeth, which were as sharp as animal teeth, collided together, and a brittle sound that made human teeth ooze was agitated in her mouth.

    She still wanted to blow the whistle, but the airflow from the trachea poured out of the wound cut by Jiang Fang, and was engulfed by the mountain wind in an instant.

    And Jiang Fang did not let go of her hand.

    He nailed her torso to the ground with her own weapon!

    When He Yinchuan and others came, they couldn't help but tremble when they saw this scene.

    But they have no time to care how neat and ruthless Jiang Fang's methods are.

    —because women are not incapacitated at all.

    Her eyes were rolling, her hands on the ground, struggling on the dirty ice hoe.

    Everyone could even hear her internal organs rubbing back and forth on sharp objects.

    Obviously, this woman has just completed the task of tipping off with a whistle.

    Their location is revealed and must be left as soon as possible.

    The most difficult problem at the moment is how to deal with this undead woman.

    Generally speaking, for this kind of zombie, it should destroy the brain.

    He Yinchuan glanced at Liang Shu.

    Liang Shu understood and pulled Li Yinhang back, letting her avoid the next **** scene.

    He Yinchuan was born in the special forces and killed people.

    However, with such a close-range killing, even if the opposite is a monster with a human face, he still has very little experience.

    But for the sake of those behind him, he has nowhere to go.

    He picked up a palm-sized stone handed over by Zhou Ao, took a deep breath, and smashed her head without any hesitation!

    Black and red thin liquid splashed on the snow.

    …but she's not dead yet!

    She hesitated, twisted, turned, like a dying fish.

    But it just won't die.

    Her face is almost as flat as a photo, with her dead eyes, it looks more like a flounder.

    She didn't seem to feel the pain at all, just stared at the full moon in the sky, and continued to concentrate on freeing herself from the shackles of the ice hoe.

    Her pious but cloudy yellow eyes were bloodshot, almost dripping from the vitreous.

    He Yinchuan: "Fuck!"

    Zhou Ao succinctly: "Chop your hands."

    He Yinchuan was disgusted and said, "How can we have a guy who can cut bones in one go? Besides, those things will arrive at any time, Can we still work slowly?"

    Zhou Ao was stunned for a moment: "You can't be angry." You are the captain.

    He Yinchuan: "...Okay. I'm not angry, let's go. Just leave her here."

    Ice hoes are nailed in her body, and they currently have nothing better to replace them.

    Pull out the ice **** and the monster will be out of their control in no time.

    They couldn't possibly take her with her.

    But obviously, leaving the ice **** to her will have endless troubles.

    When a group of people were at a loss, Nanzhou slowly swayed over.

    He pinched the woman's mouth, which was smashed open, to confirm that she was tongueless.

    He sighed regretfully.

    I can't let her drink it willingly, and I can't be sure if she is human in this state, it's already very difficult.

    …no tongue yet.

     Brother Fang's [Truth Tequila] cannot work from a physiological level.

    He wanted her to reveal some information about the moon god.

    Nan Zhou, whose wish failed, glanced at Lu Bifang: "Recorder."

    Lu Bifang couldn't come back to his senses: "Huh?"

    Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang: "Brother Fang."

    Jiang Fang understood and took out the still running tape recorder from Lu Bifang's left pocket: "Thank you."

    Lu Bifang: "…"

    Nan Zhou took over the tape recorder.

    He didn't ask Lu Bifang, who blushed suddenly, but asked Lin Zhisong who was standing on the side, "Have you been recording it all the time?"

    Lin Zhisong: "…Mmmm."

    Nanzhou: "Is it drop-proof?"

    Lin Zhisong: "...defense."

    Nanzhou: "Can you wash out part of the content and leave only part of it?"

    Lin Zhisong: "...Yes."

    Nan Zhou squatted on the ground, held the tape recorder, and handed it to Lin Zhisong.

    …then do it.

    Looking at his clear eyes, Lin Zhisong had to take over the tape recorder and quickly operate it according to Nan Zhou's ideas.

    Nan Zhou stared at the woman, followed her eyes, glanced at the full moon in the sky, and turned to Jiang Fang and said, "Brother Fang, do me a favor."

    …

    The whistle of the woman summoned the monsters scattered in three directions to the valley.

    The bear man was the first to arrive.

    But he looked around, but couldn't find where the woman was.

    While he was looking, Gecko Man and Hammer Man arrived.

    They are like a group of snow wolves. After meeting, they just silently search for the position of the woman.

    Across the heavy snow, Xiong Nan found a snowdrift that was high and raised like a grave, which looked very unnatural.

    He hurried away and swept away the snowdrifts.

    Sure enough, he caught a glimpse of the glittering corner of the ice hoe.

    …However, only the **** remains.

    The wooden bar was removed.

    The bear man quickly pulled out a half-length woman.

    The woman is still lingering.

    It's just that the bones of both her arms were broken, and she was swiping in an impossible direction at a strange angle.

    The bear man just wanted to pull the woman out, but the hammer man beside him seemed to notice something and raised his head suddenly—

    A dark and slender figure stood on the edge of a rock at the top of the mountain.

    Nan Zhou raised his hand and threw the washed tape recorder from a height.

    With the cushioning of snow, coupled with its high-strength shock-proof and anti-drop function, it still runs intact when it falls on the ground with a pop.

    The hammer man stared at the black little box, frowning suspiciously.

    The next second, a deafening whistle sounded sharply from the speaker—

    Beep—

    Beep—

    Beep—

    The whistle, which was originally shrill, became even more piercing and inexplicable under repeated playback and increased volume.

    The gourd-shaped calf forms an excellent echogenic band.

    The originally loose snow canopies, under such stimulation, began to slide down in a flowing water, and made a rumbling, low-pitched warning sound.

    Hammer man took two steps back, as if he realized something was wrong.

    However, before he could act, it was too late.

    The collapse of nearly a thousand cubic meters of snow eaves was only a breath away.

    A large swath of snow waves cascaded down, bringing up countless weathered rocks mixed in the snowdrifts, and swept away like a tidal wave according to the three and a half people below!

    The sound of the avalanche was quickly engulfed and absorbed by the snow-capped mountains.

    Even the whistle recorded by the tape recorder was buried under the deep snow, only making a faint screeching sound.

    Nan Zhou was still looking down, but Jiang Fang grabbed his neck in time and took him back to the team.

    "Let's go. They won't be able to chase after a while, so let's hurry up."

    Nanzhou: “…Hmm.”

    No sorrow or joy.

    …

    In an hour and a half.

    A thin arm suddenly poked out from the thick layer of snow.

    Its palms grabbed the nearby snow soil with force.

    The author has something to say:

    Nanzhou: There is a flag here, I will unplug it for you.