MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 42

When Chi Yiyin looked back, he fell into a piece of golden sunlight.

The man stood beside him with an indifferent expression, and the sun hung high behind him. When Chi Yiyin looked against the light, he had the illusion that he himself was the sun.

Under the sunlight, Li Sijun's golden-brown eyes looked even brighter and more brilliant, as if burning in the scorching sun, so bright that he couldn't look directly at them.

Chi Yiyin squinted her eyes, and then slowly got used to the glare when looking directly at the sun.

"Why are you here?"

He frowned and glanced at the people who were still in a panic: "Can't they see you?"

A smile curled up on Li Sijun's lips: "Why do you think that everyone is entitled to see me?"

"Stupid, ignorant, cruel, insensitive... Heh."

He chuckled lightly, with a mocking tone: "But the good news is that you finally don't think I did it, Chi Yiyin."

Li Sijun did not wear warm and heavy clothes like other players. On the contrary, he was still the same as Chi Yiyin had seen, with a navy blue shirt and suit trousers outlining a perfect figure.

He doesn't seem to be in a dangerous snow mountain, but in a magnificent banquet hall.

The laziness and boredom between toasting and drinking, it seems that all desires for power and money have been satisfied, the whole world is at your fingertips, and nothing can arouse his interest.

The distance between Chi Yiyin and Li Sijun was close enough that he could even see clearly Li Sijun's long and thick eyelashes, which shone with bits of broken gold in the sun. Under the natural arrogance, there was also a flash of deep sadness And pass.

He froze for a moment, and put a bright red question mark on Li Sijun's description in his heart.

But before attracting Li Sijun's attention because of too long staring, Chi Yiyin turned his eyes back as if nothing had happened, and looked at the players not far away again.

"Although you are dangerous and undetectable, in my opinion, you don't bother to do this kind of thing. Even if your existence itself is a mystery, the answer is interesting enough to attack a player in an instance without any motive. ? That's not your style."

Chi Yiyin's voice was calm, unaffected by the chaos in front of him: "Compared to a participant, you are more like a spectator. You are clearly in it but you are out of it."

He thought for a while, and then said: "It's like when I was in the Ma's mansion at first, the identity of Master Ma..."

Chi Yiyin chuckled: "It's simply the best viewing seat. You can see all the wonderful performances up close, so you can make sure you don't miss a single bit. If you have to say it, the stage play Gu Xichao mentioned is the most appropriate description. "

Li Sijun turned his head to look at Chi Yiyin, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and finally took it seriously in his eyes that were even malicious.

"No one can be an NPC and a player at the same time."

Chi Yiyin asked softly, but it was more like muttering to herself in a trance: "Li Sijun, who are you?"

Another thing he didn't say was Ma Yuze's attitude towards Li Sijun.

After he successfully wrote Ma Yuze into his pen, he not only gained Ma Yuze's power, but also discovered her true soul.

——Not the NPC in the copy of the game field, but a real ghost with blood and tears.

Whenever Li Sijun appeared, Ma Yuze would show obvious mood swings.

But unlike her gratitude and respect for Chi Yiyin and her deep hatred for the Ma family, when she was in front of Li Sijun, it was more like she was in awe of his existence.

It is like ordinary people kneeling in front of the **** statue, devoting their souls to the god, grateful for his redemption, but also afraid of his power.

This kind of emotion belonging to Ma Yuze made Chi Yiyin deeply puzzled for a while, until he saw Li Sijun again in the small wooden building.

Even though Li Sijun's identity is a player, Chi Yiyin can clearly see his calmness and control that he doesn't even bother to hide.

When we were in Xiaomulou, Chi Yiyin took the initiative to argue with Li Sijun, so why wasn't he testing him?

Even anger is just a mask on the face.

Except when writing ghosts, in order to better figure out the emotions of ghosts, and put myself in it to empathize with ghosts, Chi Yiyin himself rarely has emotional fluctuations.

But for Li Sijun, Chi Yiyin is really curious now.

For Chi Yiyin, who loves and is good at deciphering, Li Sijun is **** attractive, which makes him uncontrollably attracted to him while being vigilant, and wants to find out the coexistence of contradictions behind Li Sijun.

Li Sijun didn't tell Chi Yiyin the answer, but in front of them, the players had already fallen into madness.

Their movements became more and more urgent, and they completely lost their composure. From cursing at the beginning to swearing, they kept stabbing backwards with the trekking poles in their hands, trying to kill the person close behind them.

But no matter what kind of attack and weapon they were, they couldn't do any real damage to the ice sculpture figures. Instead, they passed through their figures, no matter how hard they tried, they just punched the air.

This situation made everyone panic.

They may not be afraid of monsters that can be hit, but physical attacks are useless at all, and now they are in the snow-capped mountains and have no support... The danger has become unknown, which makes them lose confidence.

Those ice figures didn't do anything, they just kept silent, as if they had no attack power at all.

But the psychological oppression and danger it brings to everyone is unparalleled—it is like death itself, always following you, waiting for an opportunity. It knows everything about you, but you don't even know what it is, so you can't prevent the coming attack in advance.

Someone was nearly collapsed, and took out precious special props and aimed his backhand at the ice sculpture figure.

The props took effect, but the ice sculpture figure was not affected at all, and remained close to the man, as if nothing had happened.

…Do not.

Still something has changed.

The ice sculpture figure actually started to behave exactly like the following players.

The player tilts his head, it tilts his head, the player raises his hand, it raises his hand.

Like a faithful shadow.

Or... a perfect double.

The others were stunned after discovering this direction, and quickly informed the player.

Wang Lele saw that the situation was not good, and immediately stopped other people who wanted to take out the props, lest their attacks would activate the danger of the ice sculpture figure, and wanted to wait and see what happened.

But the player who attacked the ice figure at the beginning had his psychological defense completely collapsed.

"AHHHHHHH!! Monster, monster! Get lost!"

He staggered back and fell to the ground. He tried to jump up from the thick snow with his hands and feet, but was pressed heavily into the snow by the ice sculpture behind him.

There are no people in the snow mountain all year round, the snow depth is more than one meter deep, and the complex terrain is covered under it, it is very likely to fall into the ice cave without stepping on it.

So is the player.

His screams stopped abruptly, leaving a messy human-shaped imprint on the snow, and disappeared into the thick snowdrift.

Wang Lele was taken aback for a moment, then hurried over to check the situation.

"Chen San, did you see what happened to him?"

Wang Lele asked Chi Yiyin anxiously: "Did he fall into the ice cave?"

But Chi Yiyin's expression turned serious.

The player ran back like crazy, his survival instinct made him want to return to the relatively warm and safe small wooden building, and because of this, he was closer to Chi Yiyin who was standing at the end of the team, which allowed him to clearly see that the player fell The moment into the snow.

Chi Yiyin could see clearly that the ice figure behind the player was holding him down, making him flop around in the snow but unable to stand up, and under the snow layer, there seemed to be a hand that quickly stretched out and grabbed him. grabbed the player by the collar and dragged him deeper.

This is no accident at all.

It's like... premeditated murder.

Panic and fear spread among the remaining three people, Ah Mai began to blame Wang Lele, Wang Lele didn't know what went wrong, and kept talking about how there was no such thing in the information, how could this happen.

But Chi Yiyin could clearly see that the ice figures behind them... also began to move in sync with them.

Although everyone was wearing heavy clothes, and their faces were tightly covered, no expressions could be seen, but Chi Yiyin could feel that those ice sculptures were moving closer to the player even in their expressions.

It seems that it can be replaced at any time.

But Chi Yiyin still remembered what she had discovered before.

Ice sculpture figures are not invulnerable, they will instinctively avoid other players, just like people are avoiding damage.

perhaps…

With a guess in his mind, Chi Yiyin immediately grasped the trekking stick and took two steps forward. Under Wang Lele's surprised gaze, he swung the trekking stick and walked towards him.

"Fuck! Chen San, are you crazy, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the trekking pole was already in front of Wang Lele's eyes, and it was infinitely magnified in his eyes. He subconsciously closed his eyes and tilted his head to avoid it.

But the trekking pole passed him by, and instead of hitting him, hit the ice figure behind him.

Chi Yiyin's men showed no mercy. Before he made a move, he had already calculated from what angle and how to exert force from him to the ice sculpture figure behind Wang Lele to maximize his strength.

Under correct calculation, the blade at the front end of the trekking pole, which is used to pierce the ice, becomes the most terrible weapon.

One arm of the ice sculpture was cut off by Chi Yiyin abruptly.

The arm fell to the snow with a "crack!", and was covered by the snow that surged up.

For a moment, everyone was speechless, and all looked at Chi Yiyin in a daze.

Even Wang Lele was stunned.

He looked down at the imprints on the snow beside him, and then at Chi Yiyin. It took him a few beats to realize that it was Chi Yiyin who was saving his life.

"Chen San, I didn't expect you to help me..."

Wang Lele's eyes were complicated, but she still nodded to Chi Yiyin: "Thank you."

But Chi Yiyin didn't care.

His attention was all attracted by the severed arm in the snow.

If a person who is still alive is injured, the blood will flow, and blood will gushes from the wound. If it is a dead person, the blood has stopped flowing, so it will not.

This should be a very simple truth, and it is still in a place like snow, where as long as there is a little dirt, it will be reflected immediately.

But the arm that was cut off from the ice sculpture figure was neither of the two. Instead, a lot of fine red crystals rolled down, shining like red crystals in the sun.

Chi Yiyin bent down slightly, picked up a few of them, and looked at the sun.

This should not be the pattern of red crystal or any natural ore, but more like blood that has been frozen while flowing, and mixed with a lot of snow water.

It's like...someone was frozen to death in the snow mountain, and then the whole body was smashed like a rock to create these irregular red crystals.

The first thing Chi Yiyin thought of was the humanoid monsters made of minced meat that he had seen before. It's just that different from those monsters, the ice sculpture figure in front of him is composed of frozen blood clots, not only stuffed into warm cotton clothes, but also behaves differently from those minced meat monsters.

He raised his eyes to look behind Wang Lele, and the head of the ice sculpture turned towards him just in time, and the eyes blocked by the helmet seemed to be staring at him firmly.

Chi Yiyin saw that the section of the arm of the ice sculpture was also a red crystal similar to the thing in his hand, not muscles and blood vessels, and no blood flowed out.

No... Maybe, it's the same thing as the minced meat monster in the small wooden building, all made of red crystals.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the figure of the ice sculpture changed. New arms grew along the truncated shoulders, extended, and finally the arms appeared intact.

If it weren't for the imprints still left on the snow, others would even suddenly feel that this was their own illusion.

Their eyes widened in disbelief, the hope that had just risen in their hearts was gone, only deeper despair remained.

"Does this thing still have self-healing ability?"

A Mai's voice trembled: "Why! Shouldn't this be a simple copy, why is there such a monster!"

The college student next to him was calm: "You can choose the simple mode, and you can clear the dungeon by helping the proprietress cook a meal in the hotel. Isn't it you who chose to go to the snow mountain to find medicinal materials?"

"That's not all because Chen San said he knows the Snow Mountain Line!"

A Mai looked at Chi Yiyin with hatred, his eyes were red: "Why didn't you say that there is such a monster earlier, you want to..."

"If I told you that the snow-capped mountains are dangerous, wouldn't you come?"

Chi Yiyin's voice was very cold, and those blue eyes looked at A Mai quietly, and he could see through his soul at a glance: "After you know the existence of valuable rewards, you will really give up on the things that seem to be easy to get. wealth?"

"Since you have made your own choice, you have no right to blame others."

Chi Yiyin sneered, and looked up at the snow-capped mountains above her head: "The next time you shout loudly, maybe it will trigger an avalanche, and we will all be buried here—do you want to try it?"

Obviously Chi Yiyin didn't speak loudly, and even his tone was not angry, but it was full of oppression, which made Ah Mai tremble uncontrollably and dared not speak again.

"It seems that my guess was correct."

Chi Yiyin looked at Wang Lele: "We can't attack the monster behind us, but the people next to us can."

Wang Lele thought for a while, then said in astonishment: "So, we have to help each other?"

Ah Mai, who was still in a daze just now, suddenly his eyes lit up: "Quick, help me get rid of the things behind me first!"

Chi Yiyin quietly looked at the three people in front of him. Each of them showed more or less eagerness on their faces. Even if they were not as blatant as Ah Mai, their wandering eyes still revealed their true thoughts.

Everyone wants to be the first to be rescued and to be helped by others.

At this moment, Chi Yiyin suddenly understood Li Sijun's question.

—Have you ever seen hell?

It's full of sinful people, selfish, and laughing at other people's misery, but they don't help others, let alone trust them.

These ice-sculpted monsters all need to be attacked by others to die.

But are they really willing to help others?

Or in other words.

Even if they wanted to help other people, would they be trusted by others?

This is not a house-keeping game, this is a life-or-death adventure. Not only the danger brought by the snow mountain, but also the temptation of precious medicinal materials. Before there were ice figures, the team had already had internal strife, and Ah Mai questioned whether the others wanted to monopolize the medicinal materials.

Now that there are more threats from monsters, how can it be possible to maintain trust?

Not to mention whether Ah Mai is willing to help others, if other people work together to help a person get rid of the monster, how can they be sure that this person who is safe will help them in turn?

Especially Chi Yiyin personally tried to attack the monster. Although the monster was injured for a short time, it healed immediately after a few seconds. If he wanted to kill the monster completely, he would have to spend more energy, and possibly even use up all his energy.

Would anyone be willing to do this for someone they didn't trust?

In an instant, Chi Yiyin had thought of all the possibilities.

If all of this was caused by humans...then the person behind the scenes has a terrible understanding of human nature and players in the game field.

"Based on what you know about them, would they be willing to help others, Chi Yiyin?"

Li Sijun's voice rang in his ears.

Chi Yiyin was silent.

Won't.

Even he would not be willing to help people like A Mai after seeing their true nature. He knew very well that if he really helped Ah Mai, after Ah Mai was safe, he decided to leave him alone.

Besides...he's never been warm-hearted either.

No matter how well Chi Yiyin pretends, he is very aware of his cold and indifferent nature. If it is not beneficial to him, he will seldom do it.

He is by no means good, let alone anyone else.

Trusting others at will has never been what Chi Yiyin is good at. Even if he looks back on his entire life, except for the ghosts he wrote in the book, no one else can be trusted by him.

Compared with trust, Chi Yiyin is more inclined to the **** brought about by common interests.

But in the current situation, everyone is divided. Not only do they not trust each other, but even their interests are in conflict...

No matter how Chi Yiyin arranged the situation in his mind, he couldn't find a way to get rid of the monster behind him safely.

Most importantly - he doesn't want to help these people.

"They are all old players in the game field. They will only step on other people's corpses to cross the danger, and they will not show kindness at will and sacrifice themselves for others."

Li Sijun was laughing: "If they are all newcomers, there may still be some possibility of escape. But now? Hah."

"Although I won't take you to **** for the time being, Chi Yiyin, this is also a scene of hell."

He sighed softly and raised his finger to those people.

When Chi Yiyin sensed something was wrong and looked along Li Sijun's hand, he found that the people who were still alive and kicking just now were all lying in the snow covered in blood, dying with regret.

Before the ice-sculpted human-shaped monster could make a move, the players started to fight among themselves. Ah Mai was the first to raise doubts, and then stabbed the college student in excitement. Wang Lele was enraged and started to fight back.

In the end, no one survived.

He died outside the snow-capped mountains before even reaching the place where the medicinal materials grow.

The ice sculpture figures behind the players pressed their bodies, and soon disappeared into the snow. Only the blood that was sprinkled on the snow was left, and the snow water slowly turned into red crystals, and then sank into the thick snow layer.

...If in the small wooden building, those minced meat monsters are recomposed from the corpses of the dead. So is it possible that these humanoid monsters are composed of people who died in the snow mountain?

Those monsters wore the same clothes as the players, but they were covered with ice and snow, as if they had always existed under the snow layer.

Just like the corpses and even the blood of the players after they died, they were silently dragged into the snow.

This thought flashed through Chi Yiyin's mind, and he immediately bent down, borrowed the trekking pole in his hand to clean up the entire snow under his feet, and quickly dug down.

Then, he felt his fingers touch something hard.

When Chi Yiyin pushed away the snow, a dead head appeared in his vision.

But it's not a team of five.

It's... the rock and roll guy who rode in the same car with Chi Yiyin before.

There was still panic on his face, and he even grew his mouth as if calling someone, but he had already turned into an ice sculpture, buried under the ice and snow.

It's not just rock and roll guys, when Chi Yiyin brushed aside a whole piece of snow nearby, he found that they were not walking on snowy mountains at all, but walking on top of corpses.

They may all be tourists and residents who came to look for medicinal materials in the past, wearing different costumes.

And players wearing warm mountaineering suits.

Ah Mai, Wang Lele... The players who were alive a few minutes ago have now turned into cold corpses. When Chi Yiyin reached out to touch the corpses, the corpses were weathered and shattered before he touched them.

His frozen face shattered into dozens of large and small ice cubes, his eyes and nose were wrapped in red crystals, and he scattered at Chi Yiyin's feet with a "crash!"

Then he watched those red crystals gather again, just like the humanoid monster made of minced meat before, gathering again into a strangely shaped humanoid.

"If there are only eleven people in this dungeon, this is their end."

"You guessed right, it wasn't me who did it - it's just their future, it's their own choice and what they did."

Li Sijun squatted down beside Chi Yiyin slowly. It was rare for him to be serious. He looked at Chi Yiyin seriously and asked him softly: "Chi Yiyin, do you still want the truth?"

"Even if this truth is the key to hell...do you want to find it?"

Chi Yiyin let go of the red crystal in her hand, and subconsciously raised her hand to reach for the footless bird brooch on her chest. After feeling empty, he remembered that he was not in the "reality" of the game field at this time.

Instead, after meeting Gu Xichao, he somehow entered the Snow Mountain as Chen San.

No, according to what Li Sijun said, this is the future...

Then he just saw the "past" that was going to happen in the future through Chen San's eyes.

Wang Lele did not meet him, and Chen San also got information from the uncle of the cooked butcher shop. A Mai and other players followed them into the snow mountain because they were greedy for the wealth brought by the medicinal materials.

And died here.

The only thing that puzzled Chi Yiyin was the rock and roll guy who had been buried under the ice and snow.

Is he the snow mountain that Chen San and the others stepped into first?

Various speculations flashed across Chi Yiyin's mind, but he did not waver in his search for the truth.

"I have seen the wealth of the sky, and I have entered the gold ruins with the expedition team. It is extravagant and rich that ordinary people dare not imagine. I have also seen the most miserable poverty. I have never tasted meat in my life. Taste, I have never seen a clean sky."

Chi Yiyin's voice was deep and magnetic. He stared at Li Sijun's eyes that seemed to be flowing with gold, and said in a low voice: "I have seen all kinds of things, and I have been a passer-by in all kinds of lives. But Li Sijun, To me, those are delusional."

"You asked me if I wanted to find out the truth."

Chi Yiyin laughed softly, "But your question is as meaningless as asking me if I want to give up my life."

"I will not give up my life, just as I will not give up the search for the truth."

He stood up slowly, looked down at Li Sijun: "There is no boundary between **** and the world."

Li Sijun smiled lightly.

He then stood up, took a step forward, and approached Chi Yiyin.

"It's because I didn't see through you, and I asked you a stupid question. But don't worry, such cute little mistakes won't happen again."

"Chi Yiyin, I will try to understand you as much as possible until I understand you thoroughly..."

See if you are a marionette on stage or someone behind the scenes who is qualified to manipulate the strings.

Li Sijun's tone was charming and soft, with a smile on his lips.

He bent his fingers and tapped Chi Yiyin's chest.

Just as Chi Yiyin frowned slightly in doubt, she suddenly felt a pain in her chest.

"Puff!" With a sound, blood spattered.

When he lowered his head, he found an arm passing through his chest, and in the palm was a living heart that was still beating.

Chi Yiyin widened her eyes slightly, and looked up at Li Sijun again, only to see the man bent down with one hand in his pocket, and whispered affectionately in his ear: "I hate this skin that doesn't belong to you. You are so ugly, I love your unpredictable heart even more. Yinyin, let's change to a more suitable place to talk, shall we?"

The coldness brought about by the rapid loss of blood spread, almost frostbite along with the soul.

Chi Yiyin only felt that his eyes were going black for a while, but he still opened his eyes persistently, staring at Li Sijun who was close at hand, wanting to engrave that handsome appearance on his soul.

Then—when I go back, I will definitely pay back the pain twice!

He grinned, grabbed Li Sijun's tie with **** hands, and pulled him towards him suddenly.

"Li Sijun..."

He whispered softly, with a weak sense of brokenness.

Li Sijun raised his eyebrows, instead of resisting, he moved closer to Chi Yiyin to hear what he had to say.

But seeing Chi Yiyin raised his **** at him, his mouth was full of blood and he was still smiling happily.

"Do it, you!"

"Don't let me find a chance, otherwise..."

Before falling into the darkness, Chi Yiyin gritted her teeth and squeezed out the last few words: "Absolutely, I will kill you!"

Li Sijun, whose face was smeared with blood, was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and laughed.

"Madman, what an interesting little lunatic, Chi Yiyin."

Chi Yiyin's consciousness was withdrawn, Chen San's body was returned, collapsed and frozen at Li Sijun's feet, and shattered into countless crystals of blood.

Li Sijun didn't care, he didn't even look at Chen San's body, he just looked back with a smile and looked in the direction of Xiaomulou.

"Want to kill me?"

He chuckled: "Okay, I'll wait for you—as long as you can do it, don't hesitate to kill."

"Believers will one day discover the hypocrisy and deceit of the gods. In anger, they either collapse their beliefs and kill themselves, or rush to the gods to burn down the temple."

"But in the end, believers will only despair and realize the only truth."

Li Sijun tilted his head, grinned and said softly: "Under the sky, everything belongs to the gods."

"Chi Yiyin, what step can you do?"

Chi Yiyin woke up suddenly under the severe pain, and found that she was still in the dusty room.

Li Sijun, on the other hand, was smiling at him.