What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Don't Open Your Eyes at Midnight 16

Zhou An was still immersed in his own world, but Sister An no longer had the patience to wait for him. She asked Zhou An in an impatient tone whether he wanted to leave or not.

Zhou An came back to his senses and nodded timidly.

In his impression, Sister An didn't seem to have such a bad temper. Could it be because he was dreaming?

Zhou An still can't tell which of his experiences was a dream.

But Zhou An knew that he had to follow Sister An in order to survive.

Sister An brought Zhou An to the entrance where the villagers went up the mountain.

Looking at the man standing by the path and lighting a cigarette, Sister An left Zhou An and walked up to him skillfully to greet him, but it was unknown what she was saying.

Zhou An looked around and didn't see any other players. The man smoking was the Da Zhuang mentioned by Sister An. He was tall and strong, but there was an evil look on his face. Zhou An didn't want to have much contact with him.

While the two were talking, a few people came out from the path after a while. Zhou An remembered that they were all players.

At this time, Sister An didn't know what consensus she had reached with Da Zhuang, and she brought a few players towards Zhou An.

Zhou An felt something was wrong, but his body had no strength to escape.

Several players held down Zhou An's limbs and controlled him tightly to prevent him from escaping, while Sister An stood in front of Zhou An with an expressionless face, and then pulled out a dagger with a cold glow from her leg.

"Sister, Sister An... what are you going to do?" Zhou An's voice trembled slightly, but he still wanted to talk to the other party.

Sister An held the dagger and pointed it at Zhou An's body, saying nonchalantly, "isn't it obvious? We are going to use you to lure the witch down the mountain."

Zhou An's body trembled even more after hearing this, but he still wanted to stop the other party with words: "Sister, players cannot kill each other in the dungeon! Have you forgotten?! You can't run away even if you kill me! Ah!——"

Before Zhou An could finish his words, Sister An stabbed him in the thigh with a knife.

"I know, of course I know. I won't kill you. I'll just cut your flesh to attract the witch." Sister An smiled with her lips curled, and the people around her remained silent, as if they agreed with Sister An's words.

The witch has been using the villagers to serve the evil god, and now she has to hide in the mountains to avoid the players.

It has been a while since she last offered sacrifices to the evil god, and at this moment, fresh human flesh is the most tempting to her.

"Ah! - You hurt players so casually! The game will punish you!" Zhou An struggled in pain, while still saying that he hoped Sister An could stop her behavior.

"But..."

Sister An suddenly stopped what she was doing, raised her head and moved close to Zhou An's face.

Zhou An was horrified to find that the other person's face seemed to be melting. No, it seemed not to be the face, but the other person's entire body was melting like a lit candle!

The opponent's facial features were twisted together. At the same time, she questioned Zhou An in a shrill and sad voice: "You know the rules of the game, why did you want to kill me!!"

"Why!!--"

The other party's sharp voice stung Zhou An's ears. He closed his eyes tightly and kept shaking his head to beg for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's my fault! It's my fault!"