I Became a God in a Horror Game

Mu Sicheng’s head became increasingly dizzy, and everything in front of his eyes began to double.

Another floating corpse swerved around, approaching Bai Liu. Mu Sicheng subconsciously aimed to slap it, but the floating corpse dodged, resulting in the slap landing on Bai Liu’s face. Bai Liu tilted his head down a little, his lip sliced by his fangs.

A line of blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth, dripped onto his fangs, and melted into Bai Liu’s lips.

Mu Sicheng persisted in struggling with these stubborn floating corpses. His face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of plaster putty, and even his facial features could not be seen. His hands and feet were turned over, with his wrists and elbows facing inwards.

The greasy white bodies of the corpses floating on the water’s surface piled up in front of Mu Sicheng. The corpses under the water swayed and tugged at Mu Sicheng’s ankles. Some of the floating corpses took the opportunity to bypass Mu Sicheng and snuck towards Bai Liu.

Bai Liu, who was hanging under the bridge, was yanked by several floating corpses that slipped past, and his shirt was almost torn.

The blood on Bai Liu’s lips dripped into the water, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Mu Sicheng was still being dragged below with only half of his head exposed above the water. He was suddenly grabbed by the collar and pulled to the side. An intense golden light exploded from behind him, covering all the floating corpses and the woman in white in front of him.

The golden light was so bright and dazzling that people dared not look directly at it. Mu Sicheng, who was pulled aside, felt as if he was being sucked in.

Bai Liu opened a tattered umbrella and stood in front of Mu Sicheng. Golden light burst out from inside the umbrella, trapping the floating corpses and sacrificial bridge ghosts during the chase.

The floating corpses and the ghosts contorted their faces revealing hideous expressions. They stretched out their limbs and struggled miserably, trying to get out of the white paper umbrella. But they were like small pieces of iron attracted by a magnet, firmly fixed in Bai Liu’s open umbrella, unable to move.

Bai Liu hung the umbrella on the hook under the bridge, circled around the floating corpses and ghosts under the water, and then floated out. With a pale face, he stretched out his wrist to let Mu Sicheng suck some vitality, who was dumbfoundedly standing by.

After Mu Sicheng recovered his facial features, Bai Liu immediately gave a calm order, “Take me to the bridge and run. We will be safe once we get off the bridge.”

Upon hearing this, Mu Sicheng climbed onto the bridge. After getting on, he quickly turned around and pulled Bai Liu up by his arms; he held Bai Liu’s shoulder and ran off the bridge without looking back.

However, he heard the sound of small feet chasing behind him. Mu Sicheng turned around and saw the woman with half her face missing running after them with a resentful look. Her mouth was huge, and her upper and lower teeth clicked as if she were talking. Through her mouth, he could see the mud and sand in it, along with the rotten bones on the back of her neck.

Mu Sicheng raised his voice, “She’s chasing us!”

“Don’t look back.” Bai Liu, laid on Mu Sicheng’s shoulder, reminding him softly. He looked very haggard, but his tone still held composure, “She can’t chase down the bridge.”

Bai Liu’s calmness set Mu Sicheng more at ease. Mu Sicheng used up almost all his strength and ran down the bridge with half-carrying Bai Liu on his back. He sprinted all the way to the entrance of the main tomb chamber before he dared to put Bai Liu down from his shoulders. He then collapsed and sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Although logically speaking, Mu Sicheng was already a ghost and didn’t need to breathe, the intense situation just now still triggered his physiological reactions as a human being.

Mu Sicheng propped himself up with his hands on the ground, looking up with his chest heaving violently. His eyes were unfocused as he asked, “… They didn’t chase after us?”

Bai Liu leaned against the dirt wall and looked towards the other side of the bridge, “They didn’t.”

The sacrificial bridge ghost was wandering back and forth on the bridge in white clothes. From afar, the upper half of her face had grown back and she seemed to be staring at Bai Liu. But after a while, she turned around quietly and walked towards the bridge step by step in a graceful manner before spreading her arms then jumped down.

The spreading darkness gradually swallowed up the bridge. All that could be seen was some floating green fluorescence and the sound of sad women sobbing,

“Why haven’t you returned yet? I’ve been left alone watching the bridge day and night…”

Mu Sicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a trance, “It’s finally quiet.”

“How do you know they won’t chase us off the bridge?” Mu Sicheng recovered and turned to ask Bai Liu curiously, “And that umbrella, why did it suddenly emit golden light?”

Bai Liu propped himself up, dusted off his hands, and looked down at Mu Sicheng who was still sitting on the ground, “Do you remember when I showed you the yellow talisman stuck inside the umbrella?”

Mu Sicheng thought for a moment and said, “I remember.”

“That talisman is called the [Binding Talisman], and its function is to trap ghosts in the place where they died tragically. It can be said to be a formation to trap evil spirits, and it is one of the Maoshan orthodox techniques.”

“The effect of this talisman is mentioned in my Maoshan Sorcery Manuscript, but there is no drawing method for this spell. Using this talisman on the sacrificial bridge ghost on this bridge is obviously to prevent people from crossing the bridge. It is to kill us two who have mistakenly entered the tomb.”

Mu Sicheng asked cautiously, “Do you know who?”

“This talisman is very new, and it was drawn no more than a day ago.” Bai Liu lowered his eyes, “If there are no other strangers in Yinshan Village, then it is most likely that Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi made it.”

Mu Sicheng cursed, “Two dumbass bitches.”

“But it’s not entirely a bad thing that they are willing to draw talismans to backstab us.” Bai Liu slowly pulled out a wet but still intact talisman from his sleeve. It was the [Binding Talisman].

Bai Liu smiled and said, “We are just in need of orthodox talismans.”

Mu Sicheng was shocked and exclaimed, “You tore the talisman off the umbrella!”

“Well, because there was more than one talisman in the umbrella, Kong Xuyang seemed to have pasted three talismans inside the umbrella of the sacrificial bridge ghost to ensure that his plan would not go wrong and that the person crossing the bridge would be trapped.” Bai Liu put away the talismans and looked at Mu Sicheng. “I tore off one, pasted one on the sacrificial bridge ghost, and left the other in the umbrella.”

Mu Sicheng finally reacted, “Those floating corpses died in the river under the bridge. So you had me go back to the bridge, and then shine the umbrella with the [Binding Talisman] on them because the talisman will trap them at the place where they died!”

Bai Liu nodded, “That indeed was my plan, but there was a little accident during the execution.”

Mu Sicheng noticed the two small fangs on Bai Liu’s lips, and stood up angrily, pointing at Bai Liu before scolding, “You call this a small accident! You f*cking fainted! You almost turned into a zombie! Your plan almost turned us all into ghosts, okay?!”

Bai Liu sighed regretfully, “How could I know that you were so useless? I got the umbrella to clear the ghost bridge. I also told you the route to get under the bridge. All you had to do was open the umbrella.”

“But you actually went to fight these floating corpses.” Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng quietly, then retracted his gaze and shook his head gently, “… Forget it, I can’t blame you. I was also wrong to choose you as a teammate.”

Mu Sicheng, “…”

… After Bai Liu said this, it seemed like it was really his fault from the beginning to the end…

How could he be so stupid? Yes, why didn’t he think of opening the umbrella at that time?!

Mu Sicheng began to reflect seriously and painfully on his own stupidity and mistakes, his head even drooping listlessly.

Bai Liu, who didn’t tell his teammate about his plan, lost consciousness midway through, and flung the pot [1] at his teammate after the events, glanced at Mu Sicheng calmly and patted his shoulder tolerantly, “It’s okay, just pay attention next time. Let’s go first.”

Mu Sicheng glanced at Bai Liu’s sharp teeth sticking out of his lips, and felt more and more guilty. He asked awkwardly, “… Are your zombie fangs okay?”

“They’re okay.” Bai Liu waved his hand to indicate it was not a big problem. “Real zombies have teeth that are more than an inch long. At most, I just have too much Yin energy.”

Mu Sicheng frowned and inquired, “Is it just too much Yin energy? Then why couldn’t you wake up before?”

“The Yin energy, Yin Water, and the Underworld Bridge had a great impact on a living person like me, causing my consciousness to become blurred for a while.” Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, “I may also fall into this state of blurred consciousness later, but there is a way to wake me up.”

Mu Sicheng listened carefully, “What way?”

Bai Liu touched the blood stain on his fangs and said, “It’s this, human blood, Sucking human blood can wake me up.”

Mu Sicheng was stunned, “This tomb is full of ghosts from the underworld, where does the blood of living people come from…”

“I am.” Bai Liu smiled. “Although I have a lot of Yin energy, I am still a living person. My blood is useful. You hit my teeth before and made me bleed. I will wake up by myself when I taste it.”

Mu Sicheng was silent for a while, “Thanks, brother.”

He knew that Bai Liu did this just to save his life.

Bai Liu smiled and said, “I have always felt that your life should have been mine for a long time. It’s natural for me to protect my things. No need to thank me.”

As they talked, they walked towards the main tomb chamber. Soon, they arrived at the place where the Paper Taoist had burned before. There were ashes on the ground. They took another step inside, into the passage of the main tomb.

The passage was extremely dark with no light to be seen, but one could smell a nauseatingly strong scent of incense, candles, and ointments, mixed with the greasy sweet aroma of rotten fruits and wedding candies.

Moreover, unlike the coldness of the ghost bridge before, the closer Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng got to the main tomb, the higher the temperature became. Heat waves surged from inside, the scent of rotten fruits and wedding candies became fresh, and the smell of incense, candles, and ointments became pleasant.

Faintly there could be the sounds of clinking wine cups, people congratulating each other, footsteps of people coming and going, and the scolding of playful children. These sounds were transmitted through the tomb passage and turned into extremely long and ethereal echoes, changing the atmosphere from joyous to eerie.

“It’s very lively inside this tomb.” Bai Liu looked towards the main tomb passage as if he had realized something, “It sounds like a big banquet is being held.”

Mu Sicheng rubbed his arms, and he got goosebumps all over his body, “Are there not a lot of ghosts in here?”

“Not sure if it’s a lot.” Bai Liu’s eyes were calm, “Either way, it’s not little, otherwise there wouldn’t be a feast.”

He walked inside, stepping over the ashes of the burning paper Taoist priest, and into the main tomb passage.

The dark passage suddenly lit up with red lanterns from the outside to the inside. On the red lanterns, a “囍” character was pasted in white. They were hung from the outside all the way to the inside where Bai Liu couldn’t see. The bright red light shining through the lanterns made the passage seem like it was bleeding.

The originally vague sound in the tomb passage suddenly became clear and sharp, “A guest has come to congratulate us!”

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[1] An idiom for pinning the blame on someone else

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