A new CP has been born, and new highlights have finally appeared!
The barrage of comments immediately became heated. Previously, many viewers were trapped behind the Ghost Gate and could only express their feelings by leaving messages on the official website. With the Ghost Gate opening, the first batch of monsters that emerged were able to use the barrage smoothly.
The more heated the barrage, the quieter the village entrance is.
Staring at the hand being held through the powdered handkerchief, Wen Shi, who had long been calm about his pairing, showed a strange expression.
"Is this work absolutely necessary?"
Wen Shi really couldn't understand where the host's stubbornness came from.
All the players were speechless. Facing this new couple, they felt that no matter what happened in the rest of their lives, they would not be surprised anymore.
The scarecrow moved silently in front of the host.
When the host saw him, his smile was cold and ferocious, and he shared the same view with the audience: the Straw Demon was at the gates of hell and his mind was blinded by corpse oil, so he actually sympathized with a special guest.
It hasn't even left yet, and I don't know what it's going to do.
Pop.
The distance was too short, the scarecrow waved too fast, and most importantly, no one expected this sudden movement.
Anyway, the ending was that the host got slapped hard in the face.
The players who were sure they wouldn't be surprised just a second ago: "..."
Oh shit!
They were scared to death!
Wen Shi had only seen this kind of scene in melodramatic TV dramas, and was stunned for a few seconds.
The Scarecrow remained calm throughout the whole process, and at the moment when the host was about to get angry, he wrote four words: All of them are highlights.
The host was suddenly filled with breath!
The Scarecrow was written in a straightforward manner, and the comments were also straightforward, asking the host to quickly respond, as they loved watching it.
Wen Shi asked seriously, "Are you going to fight for me?"
Is this something he can watch for free?
It was not right to fight, nor was it right not to fight. The host was not willing to lower himself to the point of fighting for a guest, so he swallowed his anger.
Wen Shi felt a little regretful that the big scene of pulling hair flowers had not come yet.
Ji Yuanzhi smoothed things over with one sentence: "What's the next step?"
The host perked up again after hearing this: "Free time."
Amidst everyone's skeptical expressions, he further explained, "Our games will mainly be conducted during the day. Since this is the last day of recording, the production team specially brought everyone together tonight to celebrate one last happy moment."
The last happy time had a different meaning when he spoke of it.
"Let's go into the village." Liu Yun spoke in silence.
The mission prompt sound has not come yet, even if it is at the village gate, it does not meet the requirements of returning to the village for the side quest.
Despite all the talk, no one took a single step. Not a single light was on in the village ahead. A heavy rain had fallen the previous night, and the insoluble corpse oil had coalesced on the rubble, shimmering beneath the blood-red moon. Because the village entrance was high, the low-lying Fengguan Village looked more like a coffin from afar. As for them, it didn't seem like they were returning to the village, but rather heading to a grave.
The first one to take a step forward was Wen Shi. Since there was no other choice, he just went in first.
Liu Yun followed closely behind and couldn't help but touch the silver whip at his waist to prevent a monster from jumping out of nowhere.
"Strange." She looked around. The whole village was so quiet that she didn't see a single ghost.
The moment he entered, Wen Shi heard the prompt sound that the side quest was completed, and the reward was noted to be distributed later.
He raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the game was still calculating the feasibility of replacing rewards with videos.
It would not be a good idea to stay exposed outside all the time. We had to find a place to stay. When several people looked at Wen Shi, they were obviously considering the house of the woman in the red coat.
Wen Shi, however, set his sights on the deformed man: "Go to his house."
There were countless ghosts in the house, and with it being such a special time, it was hard to say whether the power of these evil spirits would increase. As a poor householder with average strength and a small house, it was safer to go to the deformed man's place.
How come it's impossible to get rid of it once it's stuck on you? The deformed man regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
"Choose." Wen Shi said inhumanely: "Either we all stand outside together, or we all go inside."
Unable to defeat a group fight alone, the deformed man chose the latter.
For a moment, he seemed to have aged ten years, hunched over as he led the way.
Every household had its doors locked, and all livestock had been taken to the ghost market during the day. Now, Fengguan Village was deserted except for the villagers. A mist from the mountains began to creep toward the village, and within the light mist, at least dozens of vague silhouettes appeared, advancing towards it.
"Hurry," Tian Wanling noticed something was wrong behind her, "something is coming!"
Ah Sang pointed directly at the third shabby house in the front row: "That's it."
He still remembered where the deformed man lived.
The fog was like a tsunami, invading at an unusually fast speed. The smell of rotting corpses came first, and for those players with a strong sixth sense, it felt like a ghost was attacking them from behind.
As soon as the deformed man opened the door, Tian Wanling was the first to rush in.
A big knife swept across!
The monster standing behind the door was holding a big knife, with red light flashing in its sesame-sized pupils. The blade directly cut off half of the skull including the scalp, and the entire black ponytail flew into the air.
Liu Yun was quick-eyed and quick-handed. Before the big knife fell for the second time, he whipped around Tian Wanling's slender waist and brought her out.
The opened head turned into a small fountain, and blood gushed out.
Tian Wanling didn't howl. She leaned against Liu Yun's body, barely maintaining her standing position, while frantically stuffing cotton into her head. Finally, she swung out a large piece of black cloth and took out a thick needle. The needle moved precisely, sewing the edge of the cloth to the remaining scalp. The lines formed by the stitches resembled twisted earthworms.
The monster behind the door did not come out, but just watched coldly.
Tian Wanling's vision was blurred due to the pain. She gulped down the medicine, and her slender body trembled uncontrollably.
"I was scared to death." She finally said a complete sentence.
"..." Wen Shi looked at the girl with an incomplete head, "You scared us to death too."
Everyone nodded heavily.
Tian Wanling's current condition is much more terrifying than a monster.
The deformed man touched his big head, and suddenly felt that his head was quite beautiful in comparison.
"My skill is [Fabric Art]," Tian Wanling looked at Wen Shi, "Haven't you been in the same dungeon as Luo Xiao? My skill is the same as hers, but the level is much higher."
She and Luo Xiao belonged to the same guild, and because of this, they had paid special attention to the castle dungeon.
Wen Shi is quite interested in this craft and plans to find some time to learn more about it.
The danger behind us is getting closer and closer, so we have to go into the house now.
Zhou Lulu: "I'll try."
Tian Wanling was still alive, which meant that the rules of death were not too strict. The trigger point was nothing more than the action of pushing the door, gender, and... She stepped in, and the big knife monster did not attack.
Zhou Lulu turned around and said, "Don't step over the threshold with your left foot."
Tian Wanling was almost in tears. This was too bad.
I don't know if it was because of some psychological trauma, but she stayed outside for a while and was the last one to enter.
When she entered the room, Wen Shi immediately closed the door. Turning around, Tian Wanling quietly put a piece of cloth into his hand.
Wen Shi raised his right eyebrow, but did not open it directly. Instead, he looked coldly at the deformed man.
"I'm not hiding anyone." The deformed man didn't know why there was a knife-wielding monster in his house.
The hunt failed. The monster looked at Wen, gestured with his hand to his neck, and left with a horrified smile.
"It's the audience." Wen Shi realized immediately that the malice was directed at him. After a little speculation, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, the audience is hiding in every corner of the village, waiting for us to trigger the death rule. Those who are still wandering outside are ghosts who don't watch the show but are also looking for food."
Tian Wanling glanced at the camera and asked, "Then it would be useless for us to hide."
"There are many rules restricting the audience from killing us. The real trouble is these things outside." Wen Shi walked to the window. In just a short while, the whole village became a paradise for monsters and ghosts to laugh and play.
The game is not so dead that no one can survive. The audience must not reveal their whereabouts to the ghosts who are not watching the show, otherwise everyone would not still be staying safely in the cabin.
Correspondingly, Goblin Slayer players who don't watch the show may not even need to be restricted by the rules.
The host played two roles, and while pairing up the guests, he also commented to the camera: "What a shame, that fan who just left the show was so close to taking away a special guest."
His eyes were full of longing, as if taking it away meant going to a better life together.
Wen Shi said coldly, "Aren't you not allowed to use controlled knives during the recording?"
The host said with a smile: "Dear, we just met a casual fan. A casual fan doesn't have a contract, so they don't need to abide by this rule."
The Scarecrow groped his way into the kitchen in the dark, stared at the kitchen knife, and considered the possibility of successfully chopping off half of the host's head.
Ah Sang was holding the bowl, thinking about the same question.
Just because the audience can't reveal the location doesn't mean that monsters who don't watch the show can't feel it.
The scent of living flesh and blood is hard to hide from them.
The cold air around the house grew heavier, and Wen Shi watched through the window as more and more zombies appeared.
The room fell into dead silence. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of attracting something from outside.
Wen Shi was also in deep thought.
The audience hiding in every nook and cranny waiting for the opportunity, and the monsters coming out of the ghost gate, these two conditions combined, if you continue to stay in the village, you will definitely die.
After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he covered his face and opened the cloth. His eyes trembled for a moment. There was a line of blood written on the cloth: The soul and body of the scarecrow seemed to be inconsistent.
The Fabric Art skill, developed to its highest level, could even create a vessel for souls to attach to. Tian Wanling possessed a strong sense of the vessels of all souls, and she vaguely sensed that the body and soul of this straw demon had been forcibly fused, with a large gap separating them.
Silently putting away the cloth strip, Wen Shi thought about the time when the scarecrow's attitude changed, and became thoughtful.
The monsters outside smelled the scent of fresh meat and all gathered towards the dilapidated house.
Wen Shi suddenly asked the host: "What time is it now?"
The host pinched his throat and said in a deliberately sweet voice: "Call me kiss."
"...honey, what time is it now?"
Wen Shi's speechless expression brought joy to the audience who were watching the show. They finally felt a little sweetness after two days of depressing life.
The host then revealed a satisfied smile: "One forty in the morning."
In the kitchen, the scarecrow's eyes seemed to be getting darker and darker.
He saw it!
When he saw Wen Shi and heard the time, a light flashed in his eyes. The last time he saw this light in his eyes was when he used his own hands to kill the factory director.
The host, unaware that he was already on Wen Shi's hit list, spoke freely to the camera: "Our love story has just begun. Please don't leave. If you have any requests, you can type them on the public screen."
Ignoring the arrogant host, Wen Shi walked over to Ji Yuanzhi with an expressionless face and said a few words in a very low voice.
"Is there any way to do it?" Wen Shi asked.
Ji Yuanzhi thought about it, then sighed, "I'll try."
The conversation between the two parties lasted no more than five seconds. Wen Shi waved to A Sang again. The child followed his instructions and jumped out of the window. When he came back, there was half a bowl of corpse oil in the bowl.
It has been raining recently, and there is a lot of water remaining in the gaps between the water tank outside the house and the old roof.
Wen Shi took out the [Eternal Lamp] from his backpack, poured corpse oil into it, and then lit it with fire from the kitchen.
"Reminder: You have successfully lit the sky lantern. The remaining lighting time is forty-five minutes."
"Reminder: The Eternal Lamp has been stained with the corpse oil of countless wronged souls. It can only be lit once. If you force it to light a second time, you will be killed by the wronged souls."
It's less than an hour long and you still dare to call it an eternal lamp? Wen Shi was ashamed of it.
The moment the flames appeared, a male player was startled, "It's almost out! Are you trying to kill yourself?"
"My 'deceased wife' gave it to me," Wen Shi said faintly, "the scent emitted by the burning lamp can help confuse the air."
It would have been fine if they hadn't said anything, but once they did, everyone could smell the strange smell in the room, as if a ball of fat from white peanut meat was stuffed into their throats. The players covered their mouths and noses, resisting the urge to retch.
When they looked up again, in the sole glow of the fire, the young man standing by the table had unknowingly grown a pair of cat ears. His brows lowered, his eyes cast down at the fire, seemingly calm. Only his long, slender tail quietly betrayed the owner's suppressed anxiety. The cat's tail flicked involuntarily, instinctively trying to latch onto something for a sense of security.
The scarecrow, which should have been afraid of fire, was somehow very close to Wen, and the host was pushed aside by him.
The next second, Wen Shi took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firm.
He reached out and pushed the door open, and cool breeze and mist rushed in instantly.
There was no hesitation in pushing the door open, and by the time everyone in the room wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Wen Shi deliberately used body transformation to increase his agility and perception.
The stench outside was far greater than the lamp in his hand. Although he had made sufficient mental preparations, when he really faced the monster in the dark, Wen Shi's hand still shook slightly.
Unlike the visitors to the Ghost Market, these creatures emerging from the Ghost Gate exuded a strong stench of blood. They had similar outlines to humans, but not a single piece of healthy flesh could be seen on their bodies, and a foul-smelling black fluid continuously flowed from their pores. At this moment, pairs of cloudy eyes stared intently at Wen Shi in the firelight.
Bigger than the eyes?
Wen Shi opened his cat-like eyes and looked at them without hesitation.
Only a few lights away, the terrifying monsters smelled the same scent, and their terrifying dead fish eyes finally moved away from Wen Shi.
The stench of corpses was only within the range of the light. The player struggled for a second between staying in the house and following out, and finally chose to follow.
Tian Wanling suddenly felt somewhat relieved that she couldn't see too clearly in her seriously injured state. She closed her eyes and asked softly, "Is he always this... this fierce?"
Even if she was given a magical weapon, she wouldn't dare to rush directly into the pile of dead bodies.
This question was asked to Liu Yun and Ji Yuanzhi, who had been in the dungeon with Wen Shi. Because there was no response, Tian Wanling subconsciously turned her head to take a look. Liu Yun was holding the whip tightly and paying close attention to his surroundings, while Ji Yuanzhi... had disappeared at some point.
In the dark night, the young man with cat ears walked in front, passing by dead bodies. A Sang followed him obediently, and the scarecrow remained silent, walking on the other side of Wen Shi.
The cameraman watched this scene through the lens and suddenly felt that it looked a bit like a family of three, and none of them behaved like human beings.
The moment Wen Shi walked out of the village, the host was most happy: "Dear, have you decided to leave here?"
Choosing to leave the village at this time is definitely a dead end!
In the back, Zhou Lulu frowned slightly. It was indeed too rash to leave the village, but she couldn't think of any other way out for a moment. The village was also lifeless.
Wen Shi's lips curled up slightly when he heard this. When the [Eternal Lamp] burned, it had no temperature at all, and was even cold, just like the look in the lamp holder's eyes at this moment: "Yes, dear."
He headed north. The mountain wind coming from the northwest was particularly bloody, so Wen Shi plunged into the mountains again.
Mentioning the north only brought to mind one place. Zhou Lulu suddenly raised her eyes and said, "A cemetery?!"
For the first time, she couldn't control her surprise and her voice.
The host also realized Wen Shi's final destination and put away his malicious smile. "What are you doing in the cemetery?"
Even the production crew had concerns about the cemetery at night.
"I don't ask to be born on the same day, month and year, but I ask to die on the same day." The whispers of a lover drifted into Wen Shi's ears, and his slightly pale face smiled even more. "Of course, we should go to the cemetery to witness our love."
Whether intuitively or rationally, the host was unwilling to go there and immediately raised a rebuttal.
The small cat ears trembled, first drooped and then closed directly, as if saying, "You can give me your opinions, but I won't listen."
The host was furious.
The scarecrow was so cute that his two straws exploded.
The earth was shaking and the mountains were trembling. Huge rocks were rolling down from the mountaintops in the distance. Monsters were still coming out of the Ghost Gate in an endless stream. The entire forest was full of demons and monsters.
Amidst the thick and indissoluble yin energy, the host's expression gradually became serious, and every staff member's attention was no longer focused only on the camera, but also on their surroundings.
Cats walk without making any sound, just like Wen Shi now. He never looked back the whole time, as if he was more accustomed to being among countless evil spirits than anyone else.
"The most dangerous place is the safest. We are nearby. We can just dig a hole and hide there."
This sarcastic remark was even more indifferent than the host's previous gloating tone.
The group reached the middle of the mountain, and further ahead was the cemetery.
However, it was as if a dividing line had been drawn between heaven and earth here, and a red mist as dazzling as the sun piled up in front like cotton. Nothing could be seen, and the [Eternal Lamp] could not illuminate even a small area.
The big eyeballs were the only ones that could be seen clearly among all the people present, but not too clearly.
Zhou Lulu pulled Liu Yun's whip and tried to take a step into the fog. She instantly felt dizzy and lost her sense of direction.
Liu Yun pulled her back.
"There's no way out." The host deliberately leaned closer to look at the light in Wen Shi's hand, "It seems to be going out soon."
Liu Yun knew Wen Shi quite well and didn't believe he would come here without any preparation. "What should we do next?"
Wen Shi turned around and slowly uttered a word: "Wait."
He stood halfway up the mountain, looking towards Fengguan Village. No one knew what he was looking at.
Tian Wanling suddenly had an idea and thought of the missing Ji Yuanzhi.
…
Anything that comes out of the Ghost Gate passes through Fengguan Village.
This place has almost become a paradise for ghosts. Ji Yuanzhi uses hallucinogenic skills to wander among the monsters.
Finding a relatively open area, he took off his glasses and squinted slightly. Millions of different fine lines suddenly appeared in his clear pupils, crisscrossing and further refining into densely packed small grids.
Ji Yuanzhi's lips moved, and he uttered two words silently: "Omniscient."
The entire Fengguan Village instantly condensed into a series of silhouettes, appearing in the fine grids of the eyes.
This is exactly Ji Yuanzhi's first skill: [Information Omniscient].
It can interpret any information, even the rules of the game, but similar to Zhou Xiaochun's [Divination], once it interprets something beyond its ability, it will suffer backlash and die.
Ji Yuanzhi once interpreted Wen Shi and got the number [82], but he never interpreted it again.
The cost of interpreting the same thing a second time is multiplied.
Wen Shi had a vague suspicion about Ji Yuanzhi's abilities, believing he could uncover clues without any clues. That's why he had just asked Ji Yuanzhi if he could find a way to find someone in the village.
The person Wen Shi was looking for was not a very important NPC. Ji Yuanzhi quickly locked onto a small dot in the bottom of his pupils and rushed towards a room at the fastest speed. Without any buffer, he kicked the door open.
Late at night, the best man, who was sitting on the kang eating sunflower seeds, dropped the seeds all over the floor when he saw the uninvited guest: "Who are you?"
Ji Yuanzhi put his glasses back on and said, "Excuse me, I'll work overtime."
…
There is less than a quarter of an hour left before the [Eternal Lamp] goes out.
Wen Shi sat quietly by the roadside. The scarecrow, having felt the ground was too cold earlier, had nearly made him a straw mat. Now, he stood in the direction of the wind, using his tall straw body to shield Wen Shi from the icy night wind.
Wen Shi played with fire with his slender fingertips, looking at the eyes under the brim of the scarecrow's hat, wondering what he was thinking.
One of them was blocking the wind, while the other was in a daze, and they seemed particularly harmonious.
A Sang stared at the scene blankly, with only one thought in his mind: he opposed this marriage.
The scarecrow's brain is straw. For zombies who value brains the most, the scarecrow and his father are like a frog and a swan.
Suddenly, the cat's ears moved alertly. Wen Shi came to his senses and turned his head to look.
In the dark night, Ji Yuanzhi appeared with his best man. The latter looked like he had lost his parents and his expression was distorted as if he was going to die.
Wen Shi stood up and a smile appeared on his face again.
The host's anxiety reached its peak when the best man appeared.
"Long time no see, no..." Wen Shi said with a smile, "Just one day."
The best man no longer had the aloofness he had when he presided over the ghost marriage. He shook his head desperately, almost crying.
"Lead the way." On the contrary, Wen Shi's voice was terrifyingly gentle. "Don't waste time."
The best man stepped reluctantly into the fog.
Strangely enough, from the moment he appeared, players no longer felt dizzy when entering the fog.
The host frowned: "What are you doing here?"
The best man's eyes wandered a little as he said, "Be a matching guest."
The host was stunned for a few seconds.
He, the golden host, was cheated on?!
Wen Shi said calmly as he stepped forward, "Did I ever say I wanted to choose you as my partner?"
According to the settings of the blind date show, the paired guests are selected, just like on the first day on the rural stage, it is not enough for them to come out on their own, the decision lies in the hands of the special guests.
He shamelessly said, "I'm forming a group, do you have any objections?"
When asked if he had any opinions, the cat ears closed.
The host always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Near the cemetery, the red mist gradually dissipated, and the trees became fewer and fewer. The only thing that remained was the stench of decay in the air, which grew even stronger. There were several times more coffins than there were, and half the hilltop was almost surrounded by a dense mass of open coffins.
In the central area, the entire space is distorted, and the area approximately the size of a hundred coffins is a blurred block of color.
The player watched helplessly as three or four evil spirits appeared one after another from an unknown location in the color block.
The best man's steps were unsteady, but he was still walking towards that area.
The host grabbed him and said in a sharp voice: "You——"
She had barely gotten the beginning of her sentence when the best man interrupted her with a forced smile, saying, "Can't you tell? I'm actually here to officiate the wedding."
This is the rule he must follow. He has to show up to hold the wedding as long as the guests request it.
The host looked at Wen suddenly and asked, "When did I agree to get married?"
Wen Shi reached out and grabbed the scarecrow's arm: "No, me and him."
His big eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.
Wen Shi looked at the scarecrow who frequently showed kindness to him, or to be more precise, at the scarecrow's eyes, "Are you willing?"
The scarecrow almost bowed his head.
After receiving a definitive answer, Wen Shi's gaze gradually grew distant. A moment later, he uttered something that sent shudders down the spines of everyone except Scarecrow: "All weddings are held at the homes of the paired guests."
Players are outsiders, have no family or land here, and can only hold weddings at the homes of their paired guests.
At this point, the host finally understood what this madman was going to do!
The straw demon came from behind the ghost gate, he wants to enter the ghost gate!
Ever since the other party came to the cemetery, the host had been full of doubts, but he didn't dare to think about it at all. Whether it was actively marrying a devil or entering the ghost gate, it was no longer something that could be described as crazy.
Wen Shi was indeed thinking of this.
Fengguan Village is the source of the resurrection of all ghosts, and the Ghost Gate must be nearby. The staff is quite wary of cemeteries, and he has found many coffins here that look like they have just grown out of the soil, so the location of the Ghost Gate is self-evident.
If a stranger enters directly, it may trigger the rules of death. Just in case, he needs a legitimate reason to enter the ghost gate.
Getting married: what a festive and legitimate excuse.
The players are all guests, the host who was cheated on is responsible for the live broadcast, and all the staff and bridesmaids have to accompany him in.
If things go wrong, this wedding will turn into a funeral for everyone.
"It's already past two o'clock." Wen Shi held the eternal lamp and walked forward, muttering to himself, "Let's go to the grave of love."
The deformed man said that between 1:00 and 2:00 AM, the Ghost Gate opens wide, marking the most ferocious time of year. This means that the most powerful ghosts are already pouring out from behind the gates. While the ghosts wreak havoc outside, it's much safer inside. The audience knows their location at all times, and going inside can at least help them escape most of the evil spirits who aren't watching the show.
With the best man leading the way, they easily reached the edge of the terrifying color block.
Compared to Wen Shi, the host hated the best man more. If he had told the truth just now, he would definitely find a way to escape first.
The best man also realized this point, and he knew that anyone could escape, but he, the best man, could not escape, so he had to drag down as many unlucky people as possible.
Taking a step into the distorted space, Wen Shi finally saw the world inside the color block.
Hundreds of coffins were scattered around, with two white jade coffins in the center. These flawless gems were so precious that even the most inexperienced could sense their rarity and value. The blood moon sprinkled on them, as if being filtered through the jade's transparency and transformed into pure purity.
The two coffins, one in and one out, had no bottoms, and there was no end in sight. From the left coffin, evil spirits kept crawling out from underground, while from the other, there was only a bottomless abyss.
Wen Shi grabbed the host's tie, pulled him in front of the coffin, pressed his neck hard, and made him look into the abyss below.
No, Ghost Abyss.
The host was still stunned by the fact that Wen Shi was about to enter the ghost gate, and was pushed down next to the coffin without paying attention.
The evil wind coming from below kept hitting my face, as if a giant python opened its mouth wide, waiting for prey to feed it.
Just as he was about to throw off the shackles, a gentle whisper rang in his ears: "Please, as my ex, how can you miss my big day?"
The program could not be suspended, and the station had no time to discuss countermeasures, so they sent the decision from the top management and asked the host to go in first.
The staff behind me cried and told me the news.
The host was shocked.
The unknown Straw Man was extremely powerful. He took advantage of the host's unpreparedness and pushed him directly into the coffin.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh—"
There was actually an echo from below.
Wen Shi turned a deaf ear to it and smiled and winked at the best man.
"I, I can do it myself." The best man's legs were shaking as he walked to the coffin, his Adam's apple trembling.
A fierce ghost had just climbed onto the nearby coffin and gazed at the anxious bridesmaids and their companions, its face filled with confusion. Distracted by the [Eternal Light], the demon mistakenly thought they were one of its kind and, judging by the situation, seemed about to jump down and return to the door, it politely asked, "Are you ill?"
The best man wanted to say that he was not the one who was sick, but before he could open his mouth, the scarecrow enthusiastically supported him from behind, and the best man suddenly fell into it -
"Ahhhhhh!" He screamed louder than the host.
The staff were so scared that their legs went limp, but they could not leave their posts without permission. They stood there carrying the machines and crying.
Wen Shi and the scarecrow each carried one and threw them in like dumplings into a pot.
Scream after scream was swallowed by the abyss.
Finally, Wen Shi dusted off his hands and turned to look at the players.
With the exception of Ji Yuanzhi, all the players retreated collectively, their faces filled with as much horror as the host and the other NPCs. In response, Wen Shi simply smiled faintly, "Do as you please."
There was not much time left in the eternal lamp, so he used his transformation skill again. Who knew what was behind the ghost gate, so it was better to be safe.
After finishing the preparations, Wen Shi walked to the host's favorite camera. Amidst the horrified expressions of the remaining staff, his tone was more sinister than a demon: "I sincerely invite all my loyal fans to attend my second wedding."
After saying this, the cat's slender tail stood up and made a heart shape.
"…"
In an instant, all the comments fell silent.