It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The sound of horse hooves, the shaking of silver hairpins, and two lines of pedestrians.

I don't know how much time has passed, so long that Wu Wen felt like he had slept for a while, and then he woke up drowsily.

"Hua Lang!" As Wu Wen raised his head, the silver hairpin on his head made a crisp sound.

"Dong!" His body moved slightly, but he felt that it was blocked by the barrier and made a muffled sound.

This vibration also made Wu Wen's consciousness, which was not yet clear, clear, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

As Wu Wen opened his eyes, he saw red wooden baffles on the left, right, top and bottom. He looked forward and saw a red curtain covering the front. There were also small openings like windows on the wooden baffles on the left and right sides, but they were also covered with red cloth.

His body was shaking, but it was not Wu Wen who was shaking, but the red sedan chair he was sitting on.

The bumpy feeling was more serious than the dizziness of riding in a car, and the sedan chair was closed all around and pitifully small. If you were a claustrophobic patient, you might not even dare to sit in this sedan chair.

Looking at his white wrists and slender body, as well as the two familiar big mines on his chest.

Wu Wen knew his current situation without even thinking.

Very good, I'm wearing Hong Yuan's body.

"So, Hong Yuan also wants me to feel the pain she once felt?" Wu Wen muttered to himself, staring at the sedan chair in front of him in a daze.

Hong Yuan's body was indeed very beautiful, and he was quite familiar with her. However, Hong Yuan was just a woman now, and she was weak and delicate. If the man who had entered in front of him could still allow Wu Wen to exert his strength to hit Mr. Zhou on the head, then Hong Yuan's body would not be able to do so at all.

Especially now that his hands were tied in front of him, and even his ankles were tied together, making him unable to move.

However, even though he could not move, his ears could still hear.

As the sedan continued to bump forward, familiar voices of conversation came from outside from time to time.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, will it work this time?" The familiar voice of the old village chief sounded outside the sedan. Wu Wen put his head close to the window, and could still see the outline of the outside from the seam of the red cloth covering the sedan.

The old village chief, who had been seen not long ago, was now trotting like an old dog beside Mr. Zhou, who had no head.

Mr. Zhou still had no head, or only half of it, and the other half was chiseled off by Wu Wen with a hoe.

Although there was no head, the clothes on everyone were no longer the clothes seen that day, and Taoist Qingxuan was not among the crowd at this time.

Facing the question of the old village chief who was like an old dog, Mr. Zhou said nothing.

The housekeeper who had been following Mr. Zhou closely glanced at the old village chief indifferently, and then said: "Old village chief, don't say too much, it's your turn to speak when it's time to speak."

"Oh, yes, yes! I know." The old village chief blushed, but the housekeeper's status was much higher than his, so he didn't dare to complain.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhou seemed to be in a good mood. The chin, which was only left with a mouth and a nose, slowly opened, and his tone was somewhat happy.

"Don't worry, it will definitely work this time! That damn bitch is back, and the ancestors will definitely be satisfied this time!"

Mr. Zhou's tone was cold, but Wu Wen's heart jumped when he heard it.

What does that bitch mean? What does it mean that she will definitely be satisfied this time?

And what did the old village chief say about it working this time?

Hiss, why do they feel that they still want to have their own thoughts!

Wu Wen hurriedly stretched out his hand to look at his bound wrists, which were no different from normal people, and the ropes on them could not be broken free.

Yes, this is indeed Hong Yuan's body, but a living body.

If according to my guess, my current experience is just an illusion made up by Hong Yuan to tell me about her previous cause and process of death. But now listening to the conversation of this group of ghosts outside, it seems that my two body-crossing behaviors are not controlled by Hong Yuan, but by other things!

For example, the ghosts in this village.

Or maybe, the so-called ancestors!

And these people are not illusions, but real ghosts!

So I was actually affected by the ghosts in this village and was pierced.

? This shouldn't be the case. If that were the case, Hong Yuan would have come over and forcibly flattened them. Anyway, he didn't think Hong Yuan would feel any fear when seeing these former enemies.

The setting that ghosts are afraid of killing their own people is just a setting in some Hong Kong movies. According to the traditional ghost setting of Zhongzhou, this group of ghosts is not only not afraid of killing their own people, but will even focus on killing this person's eighteen generations of ancestors, and they can't escape even if they reincarnate.

So if I was forced to pass through my body by these ghosts at this time, Hong Yuan would have killed me long ago. And now Hong Yuan didn't come, and I also traveled through time and space to become Hong Yuan, which proves that the point of passing through my body is either the influence of Hong Yuan or the influence of the game.

So although the area I am in is not an illusion, it is still an illusion for me, and I still only need to follow the program settings.

Wu Wen thought about it, but his head stuck out, opened his mouth and started to curse.

"Fuck you guys, let your ancestor come and pay respect to me, let me see how shameless he is, he can't rest in peace after death! What's the matter, is it because he has been dead for too long and his bones have rotted in the ground? Or is it because I see you guys arguing all day long that I feel itchy and want to fuck you?

Your ancestor has lost his big head and is still thinking about the small head. With this kind of character, he will be a coward even if he goes to the underworld. If he is buried in the ground as fertilizer, his meat is too smelly. He dare not fart when he is killed alive. One, he's dead and still pretending to be cool. Damn it, his mother wanted to pluck out all her hair and stuff it into his mouth to stop him from getting angry, what are you pretending to be? You slut!"

After entering Hong Yuan's body, even the sound of cursing was very pleasant. Although the smell in his mouth was detrimental to his image, this series of scolding was so unrepetitive that Master Zhou fell off his horse. The only mouth and nostrils left were bleeding.

"You, you, you! It's unreasonable! Butler, speed up, I want her to die immediately!" Master Zhou was so angry that his soul almost came out.

But Wu Wen's scolding continued to come out of his mouth one after another.

Not only did he want to scold them, but after the plot was over, he would directly take action and torture these ghost sons to death.

Damn it, how scared Hong Yuan must have been back then! He felt heartbroken just thinking about it.