Kong Xuyang's eyes widened. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Zhi shouted in surprise, "How did you manage to get out of the tomb?!"
"I won't explain this process in detail to you, fellow countryman." Bai Liu smiled warmly in a friendly manner. His eyes fell on the yellow talismans in Kong Xuyang's hand, and his smile deepened. "After all, I feel that you, fellow countryman, don't want me to come out more than anyone else, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Kong Xuyang stuck a driving talisman on the trap door with his backhand and cursed maliciously, "Did you think you'd be fine once you escaped through the door? I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve."
"Heaven and earth, profound and vast; divine weapons and the way of the gods, thundering command, swift as a shooting star… request to borrow troops!"
A fierce, cold wind rushed out from under the hinged trap door, its strength almost blowing away the three people nearby.
Kong Xuyang remained motionless in the strong wind—not even his hair moved. His smile was filled with an overtly vicious look. "From the moment I entered this tomb, I have set traps everywhere, including the most important place: this exit."
"Two traps have been set up at this location—one for entering." Kong Xuyang looked down at the hinged stone door that kept flipping. There was a yellow talisman with faded cinnabar on the side. "A yellow talisman that will definitely cause you to fall into the trap in the side tomb chamber upon being stepped on."
Kong Xuyang looked up at Bai Liu with a gloomy expression. "Yet you didn't die even after stepping on it—you lucky thing."
"You can escape the first day, but not the fifteenth." Kong Xuyang's gloomy expression softened, revealing a wicked smile. "I put all the traps I made in this tomb into a talisman to make a chain."
Kong Xuyang held a yellow talisman with gold and red mixed between his fingers, drew it, and stuck it on the tomb door before shouting angrily, "The ten directions of the Three Realms, heard in an instant from afar—evil spirit binding curse!"
The moment the talisman fell, the entire tomb shook, and all the light disappeared. In the tomb passage, where there was no light, there were faint sounds of paper feet stepping on the ground, lanterns shaking, and women walking in small, dense steps.
The jar under the hinged door was attached to the wall. Two pale hands stretched out from the mouth of the jar, held onto the wall, and crawled upward, all the way to the cemetery. Then, a yellow talisman appeared on the jar, and the corpse inside twisted its body, wriggling into the tomb passage.
At the same time, the suspended red lanterns slowly floated through the dark tomb passage, illuminating the walls with swaying shadows of men, women, the old, and the young.
The figures walking on the wall were of normal height, while those walking in the tomb passage were short, jumping paper figures.
The paper figurine was no taller than half an adult's body, with thick white paint smeared across the thin, yellowed paper. Its smiling face was joyful yet extremely fake. In its hand, it held a bright red lantern with white lettering, bearing the character "囍," illuminating the bride walking in small steps in front of it. The bride wore a wedding dress with a veil on her head, her hands elegantly crossed in front of her.
These evil creatures merely blinked, and a few arrived in front of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng. They swayed and spun around in the chaos, laughing with colorful faces as they approached.
The two ghosts that Mu Sicheng had bitten to death were crawling toward him from the ground. A moment later, he heard a woman's sweet laughter behind him. Mu Sicheng turned around and found that a bride was on his shoulders. She wrapped her snow-white, soft hands around Mu Sicheng's neck as her overly red lips called him eerily, "Dear husband~."
Mu Sicheng turned around suddenly and looked toward Bai Liu, and another bride appeared before him.
The situation on Bai Liu's side was even worse. A bunch of paper dolls were holding lanterns to shine into Bai Liu's eyes, running around and chortling. The paper dolls were pasted one by one, starting from Bai Liu's feet and onto his body, until they almost covered his face and body.
The mouth on the paper man's face opened and closed, seemingly sucking something with a smile. As it sucked, its face became redder and redder before finally swelling up from the flat piece of paper. Its eyebrows and eyes grew out of the paper, becoming a lively, chubby child's face, and a playful, shrill, childish laugh came out of its mouth.
Behind Bai Liu stood a headless bride, quietly resting her broken head on his shoulder. Her sharp blue hands tightly clasped his shoulders, preventing him from moving and escaping the control of these paper figures—this was the same ghost bride whose veil Bai Liu had lifted before.
The child, who was almost turned into a paper man, laughed more and more cheerfully.
Mu Sicheng noticed that Bai Liu's body became thinner under the influence of the paper man, and his exposed hands became almost deathly white and slender, just like a piece of paper!
"Bai Liu!" Mu Sicheng ran toward Bai Liu in a hurry, but he was already carrying more than a dozen brides on his shoulders and could not move at all.
The dozen or so brides were stacked together, their dizzying laughter echoing in the tomb passage. The red light of the double-happiness lanterns floated around them, making their faces hidden under the veils look even more eerie.
The figures on the wall swayed back and forth, laughing loudly, then opened their bloodshot eyes and slid down the wall, circling greedily around the shadows of Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu. They trampled on them like vultures ready to swarm after their deaths, before tearing apart their souls and devouring them.
Kong Xuyang laughed loudly. "It feels good to be surrounded by so many evil things, right, Bai Liu?"
"We have already obtained the secret treasure of the Taoist zombie in this tomb. All the evil things here are at my disposal." Kong Xuyang raised his eyebrows proudly.
Kong Xuyang stood at the entrance of the tomb, waved to Bai Liu, who was surrounded by enemies, and hypocritically expressed his sympathy. He also deliberately mimicked the way Bai Liu addressed him. "But, fellow countryman, dying in such a grand tomb is a rare blessing for a nobody like you."
After saying this, Kong Xuyang admired the helpless postures of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng, who were quickly trapped by the heavy Yin objects. He curled his lips in disdain before turning around and simply opening the door of the tomb. He waved his hand to signal Yang Zhi to follow him and leave, then added mockingly,
"It will be a quarter past twelve in one minute. As my opponents, you are trapped in the underworld and will forever be entangled with these evil things, turning into monsters. I think the show effect is quite good."
Kong Xuyang turned around and gave a fake smile. "The audience who likes you will definitely like the way I prepared for your death. Bai Liu, I will accept your popularity."
After saying that, Kong Xuyang turned around and left without looking back. The tomb door behind him closed completely in the dust. From inside, one could faintly hear the rubbing of limbs on the ground, the giggles of women and children, and the sound of bones being chewed.
Kong Xuyang was very happy when he heard this. He didn't even look back as he walked toward the exit with big strides. "Let's go, the game will be over soon."
"This may be the fastest high-level match we have ever finished." Kong Xuyang let out a sigh. "But it's not unexpected. After all, Bai Liu is just a laid-off employee. It's normal that he can't hold on for long."
Yang Zhi turned around and looked at the closed tomb door.
Yang Zhi felt uneasy, turning to look at Kong Xuyang, who was walking forward. "Brother Kong, I think something is wrong. Mu Sicheng's fighting power was enough to kill a ghost, but how come he was so easily suppressed without any resistance just now?"
As Kong Xuyang walked forward, he waved his hand impatiently to interrupt Yang Zhi's words. "You think too much. Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu have no memories and no skills. It is impossible for them to kill the monsters in the instance of Yinshan Village by themselves."
"There is only one way Mu Sicheng can kill the ghosts." Kong Xuyang sneered with a gloating look. "That is when Mu Sicheng became a zombie. If that's the case, he's not far from death. I've prepared a trap with a lot of yin energy for him. It won't be long before this dumbass monkey turns into a zombie and is completely eliminated."
"So that's how it is." Yang Zhi suddenly realized.
But for some reason, Yang Zhi still felt uneasy. The vague memories of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng that he had digested kept reminding him that these two people had extreme personalities and were not easy to deal with.
As Yang Zhi walked back from the tomb passage, he glanced back from time to time and asked carefully, "Brother Kong, are you really sure you can trap and kill them? If these two people are not killed, their subsequent counterattack seems to be quite powerful…"
Kong Xuyang squinted at Yang Zhi and said, "What? Do you doubt my ability to set traps?"
Yang Zhi quickly shook his head. "How could that be?! I didn't mean that, I was just…"
Yang Zhi couldn't tell what was wrong. There was an invisible tension gripping him, making him feel uneasy about the current situation where they had won so easily.
He knew in his heart that Kong Xuyang's ability in setting traps was top-notch in this game. Whether in the game or outside of the game, the traps set by Kong Xuyang had caused many high-ranking teams to suffer heavy losses at his hands.
Especially for an instance that he had already played once, Kong Xuyang's ability in setting traps was at its peak.
Kong Xuyang started setting traps the moment he entered the instance, and he kept sticking talismans on the evil creatures in the tomb just to summon all kinds of monstrosities directly as the last line of defense before directly defeating Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng, who entered the tomb.
Not to mention that Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng have no memories or panels. Even if they had memories and panels, they might not be able to avoid Kong Xuyang's trap.
The current situation seems very reasonable, but Yang Zhi knew very clearly from the memories he had digested—
—Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng are not the type to give up easily.
To put it more profoundly, not only does Kong Xuyang pursue the spectacle of counterattacking the opponent, but Bai Liu also pursues this.
Moreover, Bai Liu had successfully utilized the [Dangerous Counterkill] show countless times, achieving a multi-level jump from a newcomer to the first on the Rising Star List, then to the first on the King's List, and finally, to a position on par with veteran teams.
Although Yang Zhi felt that Kong Xuyang was going to win, he had a vague premonition that made him feel that—
—This trap was not set for Bai Liu by Kong Xuyang.
But it was set for Kong Xuyang by Bai Liu.
When the tomb door was about to close, with only a gap left, Bai Liu's calm voice and a yellow talisman came out from the crack.