Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 109 Human Skin Candle

Jiang Qi briefly explained his purpose, speaking rapidly but getting straight to the point.

"Grandma, our friend has become nourishment for the Gu worms."

"The villagers said you know a lot about Gu worms, which is why we came here."

Her gaze drifted over, her cloudy eyes seeming lost in thought.

He took out a kerosene lamp from behind his back, lit it, and suddenly approached Jiang Qi, staring at him quietly.

He immediately curled his lips into a mocking smile and let out a cold snort.

"Hmph, the people in the village wish they could tear me to pieces. They're being lenient by not saying I'm the one who killed them."

"Young man, you are lying."

No one could figure out what the old man was thinking, but Qin Senjing tilted her head and looked over, her eyes full of schadenfreude and a desire to see the show go well.

But she completely forgot that when everyone looked at each other in bewilderment and no one dared to take the step to talk to the old man, it was Jiang Qi who took the initiative to speak.

Teammates like that are hard to find even with a lantern.

Jiang Qi licked his dry lips, remaining silent, but he knew he wouldn't be made to suffer.

After a long silence, the old woman gave up first, picked up her kerosene lamp, and walked unsteadily into the depths.

"Come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fire lit up inside the stupa, illuminating the entire space.

Ignoring the corpses of dead infants beside them, and even on some narrow paths where they had to brush past rotting, stinking babies.

Lu Zhi draped his coat over Jiang Qi's head to prevent Jiang Qi from getting dirty.

Deep inside the stupa was the old woman's room. She opened the door, and the room was very clean, a stark contrast to her outward appearance.

I rummaged through the drawer and found a bunch of candles, but only a few of them were actually usable.

Jiang Qi helped her filter out the bad ones, while Lin Wanchu observed her surroundings.

There were only a handful of intact candles, a total of eight.

Lu Xue has delicate features and an innocent look, making her a very likable type.

She smiled sweetly, holding a candle in her hand, and chatted with the old man.

“Grandma, one of the people who brought us in looks just like you, and he’s also hunchbacked.”

Do you know each other?

These words, along with the mention of people like her, caused the old woman to momentarily lose her senses, her thoughts being pulled back to the past.

As night fell, the bonfire in the village burned brightly. The villagers gathered together, their laughter tinged with a barely perceptible tension and anticipation.

Today is the day they offer sacrifices to the mountain god, and the sacrifice they have chosen is her.

The young elderly woman was dressed up like a bride, wearing a red wedding dress and silver ornaments on her head.

But her eyes were filled with fear and resentment; she knew she was not the real bride, but was about to become a sacrifice to the mountain god.

The ceremony was about to begin, and the clan chief and villagers began chanting ancient incantations.

She felt a wave of despair; she didn't want to die like this, she wanted to live.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, she suddenly broke free of the ropes binding her and turned to run out of the village.

The villagers were stunned for a moment, then burst into angry shouts.

They all picked up their weapons and chased after her as she fled.

The clan chief was furious, his face turning ashen. He cursed loudly and ordered the villagers to seize the sacrificial offering.

She could only run with all her might, her heart pounding like a drum, her clothes soaked with sweat.

She ran across the fields and over the streams, rushing forward without regard for anything else.

She knew that if she were caught, she would surely die.

However, the villagers pursued her relentlessly; they knew the land well and soon caught up with her.

Left with no other option, they had to hide in a dense forest.

She held her breath and hid behind a large tree, hoping to evade their search.

She heard a sound behind her, and in despair, she closed her eyes, awaiting her impending fate.

"Sister, it's me, don't be afraid."

A warm little hand covered her mouth; the familiar voice belonged to her twin sister.

But in the end, it was her younger sister who knocked her unconscious, sent her back, and said that she was no longer a virgin.

The girl who offers sacrifices to the mountain god must be eighteen years old and a virgin.

The clan leader, deceived and enraged, wanted to kill her, but failed.

She escaped successfully thanks to her Gu-making skills. With no ties to her, the villagers couldn't do anything about her.

The old man snapped out of his reverie, blinked slowly, his face already wet with tears.

"Sigh, she's my sister. It's good that she's still alive, it's good that she's still alive..."

She had been in this dark and gloomy baby tower for so long that she had no idea what changes had taken place outside.

I never even saw my sister again. Of course, I hated her then and really wanted to confront her and ask her why.

However, as time went on, she stopped blaming her. As long as she was safe and sound, she was relieved.

"If you can bring A-mei here so we can meet her, I will be content."

“Come, divide these eight candles among yourselves. Listen carefully: white candles represent life, and red candles represent death.”

"I hope you never encounter a situation where the candle turns red. Using candles also comes at a price, so think carefully before you use them."

The old man coughed as he spoke, then casually pulled up his sleeve to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead and looked all the players up and down.

His gaze grew increasingly complex, and he said solemnly, "There is a devil among you."

This was undoubtedly a bombshell, and even the closest companions around him became untrustworthy.

The old man didn't say who it was, but kept repeating, "It's getting late, you should go."

Before leaving, the old man gently patted each player on the shoulder, as if wiping away something that didn't exist for them.

"Alright, now you won't be bothered by these cute kids."

"Walk slowly without sending."

The door to the Baby Tower slammed shut in front of the players, leaving them with a mouthful of dust.

Uh, she calls those horrible babies cute little kids?

Each team had two candles, and they received tremendous help from the Tower of Babies.

The players thought to themselves, "This trip was worthwhile."

Jiang Qi held the candle up to Lu Zhi's nose and said, "Lu Zhi, smell it. Do you smell anything strange?"

Lu Zhi didn't need to sniff it out of the blue to smell the pungent stench of the corpse on the candle.

The burning of candles might come at the cost of their lives.

The candle was handed over to Lin Wanchu for safekeeping. Lu Xue imitated Lin Wanchu, looking at it from left to right and touching it from right to left. The feel of the candle was really not very pleasant.

The candle has a pale white appearance and is highly transparent. Its surface is covered with strange patterns, as intricate as human blood vessels.

Lu Xue and Chi Miaomiao reached out to touch the candle and felt its texture.

As her fingers gently touched the surface of the candle, Lu Xue couldn't help but shiver.

The sensation was cool and moist, like touching the skin of a newborn baby, yet with a subtle, almost imperceptible oiliness.

When I pressed it down slightly, the surface of the candle was slightly dented, but it quickly returned to its original shape.

The touch made Lu Xue feel a little uncomfortable, so she quickly withdrew her hand, and the candle fell into Chi Miaomiao's hand. Lin Wanchu took the candle from her hand.

Compared to her, Chi Miaomiao appeared much calmer.

"Are not you afraid?"

Chi Miaomiao shook her head. She could accept this level of behavior; after all, nothing was more terrifying than the human heart.

When we returned to our lodgings, the Miao girls were preparing dinner.

The players sat together, but remained silent, keeping a slight distance from those around them.

They're living under the same roof as ghosts now.

Only Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi stood with their backs against the door.

A female player, looking flustered, suddenly rushed into the house.

Her words were filled with deep worry, and she spoke with a slightly heavy tone in her anxiety, "Um, did you see Mo Qing when you came back?"

"I've searched everywhere, but I can't find her anywhere."

Mo Qing is the female player who escaped from the Baby Tower without permission.

In dungeons, missing players are automatically considered dead.

No one in the room answered her; they remained silent.

For a moment, the only sound in the house was the cooking of the Miao girls.

She lowered her head, her teeth chattering, trying her best to suppress the fear that came from the depths of her heart, her hands trembling slightly uncontrollably.

His legs were shaking so much that he could hardly stand. His whole body went limp and he gradually collapsed to the ground, silent tears welling up in his eyes.

She kept pulling at her hair, breaking down and saying, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I should have kept a closer eye on her."

Qin Senjing couldn't stand it anymore. She was already annoyed that she hadn't seen the man she liked when she got back, and this woman made her even more annoyed.

Qin Senjing frowned and made a move as if to kick her.

Lin Wanchu stopped them, and Lu Xue helped the female player who had collapsed to the ground up.

Qin Senjing was furious at being blocked. She sneered, her eyes filled with arrogance.

"Tch, why pretend to be a good guy in a dungeon? If a player goes missing, they're automatically considered dead. Don't you understand that?"

The female player suddenly knelt on the ground, moved her feet, and slid down to hug Jiang Qi's thigh.

"Please, I know you're very capable, please help me find Mo Qing."

"I'm willing to do anything, I'd even be your slave."

Jiang Qi casually put his hands in his pockets, looked at her with droopy eyelids, and silently withdrew his leg.

"I can help you. As for the payment, we can discuss it in detail after we finish eating."

"Don't worry, you have to believe me. When that time comes, Mo Qing will come back."