Chapter 109 Blue Tea Island 3

Yes, that makes sense.

Even though Liu Qiang's girlfriend said that the vice president was his boyfriend, the vice president still came out and admitted it.

The more Yan Quan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he cursed several times. He felt that the psychic might hate him, which was why the punishment he had just given him was so severe.

The other three were all thankful in their hearts that they did not show anything to the little beauty.

"I didn't expect the vice president to be, uh, quite interesting. He feels different from usual."

"This is his private side, so he has to disguise himself. If he hadn't used his skills, no one would know that he is the vice president."

"He should just give us a warning, and then we can just pretend we didn't know anything about it."

The three of them comforted Yan Quan for a while, and the other two women went to the next room.

In another room of this seaweed house, Jiang Qingfeng, Jiang Yitong and Lao Yang were only talking about games.

Jiang Yitong remained relatively calm. She sighed, "Actually, before I entered the game, I knew something must be wrong with our world. I've seen some anomalies, but I didn't expect to be dragged into the game while on vacation."

Jiang Qingfeng was not too nervous. "It's okay, Atong. Didn't they say that the normal game is to find the truth? We don't have to fight with force. We just need to look for clues seriously."

Lao Yang shook his head. "It's not that simple. Those four guys are obviously not good people. This is a horror game. When we are looking for clues, we may encounter danger. When we are in danger, they may push us to block it. Don't forget, in the restaurant, the man in the flowered shirt said that the dead can also provide clues."

"Old Yang is right, husband, don't be so noble when facing them. The most important thing is that we leave the game alive, isn't it?" Jiang Yitong said to Jiang Qingfeng.

Jiang Qingfeng was puzzled, "How am I so noble?"

"Yes, yes, you are not noble at all, so smile more?" Jiang Yitong said seriously.

Lao Yang laughed and said, "Just in case, shall we three take turns to keep watch tonight?"

Jiang Qingfeng and Jiang Yitong had no objections.

They were no longer young, so they planned to go to bed at 10 and get up at 6. Jiang Qingfeng would be on guard from 10 to 1, while Old Yang would be on guard from 1 to 4, and the rest of the time would be left to Jiang Yitong.

The sad crying sound still lingered on the island, blown by the sea breeze. Even though I knew it was a person crying, it was still creepy to hear it in the middle of the night, and my head was full of the crying sound.

Xia Bai turned over, and felt that the crying seemed to be louder. Wouldn't they be tired and have sore throats?

Ling Changye handed him a pair of earplugs and said, "Go to sleep. Nothing should happen tonight. After you fall asleep, I will try to communicate with you through spirits."

Xia Bai nodded. He also felt that they had just entered the game and didn't know anything about the situation. Nothing would happen so early. So he put on his earplugs and fell asleep peacefully under Ling Changye's gaze.

After Xia Bai fell asleep, Ling Changye communicated with Xia Bai through spiritual means for the first time.

After copying the psychic's skills, Ling Changye truly understood the psychic's skills and gained a new understanding of the human soul.

The only thing that remains the same in a person's life is that they will eventually die. Some people have done many things that can be engraved in their souls, and have many people who are worth keeping in their souls. Some people live like a blank sheet of paper, with not many things that can be engraved in their souls, and few people.

The former has a fuller soul, while the latter has a smaller soul.

Yes, these things and people recorded in the soul fill the soul. To exaggerate a little, these things and people constitute the soul.

A psychic can see people's souls and also act on their souls. The offensiveness of this skill of his lies in that he can erase certain things from people's souls. At this level, erasing things from the soul means devouring a part of the soul, which will cause people to suffer unbearable pain.

This is what he just did to Yan Quan. In addition to the pain that erodes the soul, it will also cause confusion in people's memory and brain.

This skill is indeed very terrifying. Ling Changye is glad that he copied the psychic's skills in this game.

Communication with Xia Bai and using skills on Yan Quan are completely different things.

Ling Changye was about to penetrate into Xia Bai's soul. He was far from being as calm as he appeared on the surface. There was a hint of red in his blue eyes. The fingers Ling Changye placed on Xia Bai's wrist curled up unconsciously.

Fifteen minutes later, he closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and did not move for a long time.

As soon as he woke up the next day, Xia Bai asked Ling Changye: "Captain, did you communicate with the spirit last night? What did you see?"

Ling Changye said regretfully, "I only communicated with the spirit for fifteen minutes, and most of what I saw was what other psychics have seen before. There's nothing new."

"Then..." Xia Bai looked up at him, "Captain, do you see yourself in my soul?"

Ling Changye lowered his head and kissed Xia Bai.

It should have been a long and deep kiss, but not long after it began, they heard noises outside.

Contrary to what they predicted, a player died last night.

The death of this player caused a lot of panic among the players because he was Yan Quan, who looked very powerful and experienced.

Xia Bai was also stunned when he heard the news, and immediately went to see it with Ling Changye and the psychic who had just come out of the room.

Yan Quan and his friends lived in seaweed house No. 12. As soon as they entered the door, they smelled a strong smell of blood. Everyone living in seaweed house No. 12 gathered at the door of a bedroom. Xia Bai noticed that the blood had flowed from that room to outside the door.

The situation in the room was more tragic than they had expected.

There was blood all over the floor, and the blood flowed to every corner of the bedroom, making the sight a glaring red.

Yan Quan was hung on the roof, his limbs tied together behind his back with a red silk cloth and hung on the chandelier. There was a long cut on his neck, and blood was flowing out of the cut. His eyes were open in despair.

The crack was very thin, probably not even as thick as a hair, and the entire crack did not touch the blood vessel, so the bleeding should not have been fast, and it must have taken quite a long time for the person to bleed to death.

Everyone would feel desperate if they watched their own blood flow out.

At this time, no blood could seep out of his neck.

Ling Changye tried to communicate with Yan Quan, to see if he could find something in his soul, but failed. He might have been dead for more than an hour.

The same is true for psychics.

Ling Changye asked the man in the black shirt who was already somewhat dazed: "What's going on?"

The man in the black shirt finally came back to his senses when he saw Ling Changye. He opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back and said, "I don't know either. When I woke up, I saw Yan Quan hanging on the roof. He was dead."

"Didn't you hear anything all night?" Ling Changye asked.

"No, no! Yan Quan died suddenly! This game is too weird, too weird..." He kept muttering, "Too weird, what's going on?"

It was really weird. They had just entered the game and someone died tragically but silently on the first night.

They let Yan Quan go.

Jiang Yitong said: "This piece of red silk looks familiar."

"It looks very similar to the one hung on the bride's door last night! Did Yan Quan speak too loudly last night and disturb the bride and her family from crying? I remember the entire island was very quiet last night, no one was talking, only Yan Quan spoke loudly and cursed."

"It's possible. After all, the weddings here are very, uh, unique. Such a unique marriage may be the key to this game? The old man last night said that we still need to give our blessings. Maybe we can't influence the wedding."

Several new players started discussing the matter.

Xia Bai, Ling Changye, and the psychic remained silent.

If you play the game more, you may know that such a quick death is not due to violating any game rules or being retaliated by someone in the game, but a kind of death called "internal punishment" in the player communication center.

Internal punishment is a very common way to die in the game. The most typical example is in the Wugu Village dungeon, where players die from cursed things they did before entering the game.

The past, which could be a curse from months, years, or even decades ago, has come true in the game.

If we expand the scope, we can include the Harmony Cinema and even the Peace Medical College. Death is related to a person's life experience.

This is the kind of death the game loves to design, it loves to study people.

Of course, not every experience can become a death trigger in the game. It must fit the story of the game's protagonist.

But now they don’t even know who the protagonist is, and they only know the wedding custom of crying on this island.

Xia Bai asked the three people with Yan Quan, "Has Yan Quan ever done anything bad related to weddings?"

"Is it related to the wedding?" Medusa lowered her eyes and thought for a long time. She didn't know if it was related to the wedding or if he had done too many bad things. "It seems not?"

Xia Bai asked again: "What was his method of death, or posture? Has he ever killed anyone this way?"

Medusa thought for a while and said, "It seems not."

Ling Changye always puts clues first, "We don't know anything yet, let's check his body first to see if there are any clues."

This is Xia Bai's specialty. He squatted beside Yan Quan and examined his body. "He did die from excessive blood loss. Apart from the wound on his neck, he had no other external injuries. I don't know if the time in the game is normal. According to the real time, he should have died between 2 and 3 last night."

The three players of Shengyou Guild looked at Xia Bai in surprise. They didn't expect that Liu Qiang's girlfriend, who was also the vice president, had such ability.

Xia Bai: "The wound on his neck is too thin, as if it was cut by a hair. Normally, a hair cannot penetrate into a person's skin."

"What if it's abnormal? The ghost girl's hair?" a player asked.

When I saw the crying bride in red wedding dress last night, it was hard not to think of female ghosts, and when I thought of female ghosts, it was hard not to think of long hair.

Xia Bai didn't know either. There was no evidence at the moment, so it was difficult to make a guess, but he couldn't deny every possibility.

As they were talking, they heard shouting outside.

It was the old man from last night. The sun came out and he came to see them again.

The old man looked a little more normal during the day than at night, but his smile was still a little creepy. He showed a row of teeth that looked a little white for his age. "There's a wedding on the island today. You all should go and help. If you help, you can have breakfast at Li's. Remember to visit the wedding and learn from it."

The man in the black shirt, Fang Xiaofeng, replied to the old man: "Okay, we'll be there right away."

He had recovered from his roommate's death and asked, "What are we going to learn?"

The old man looked at them strangely, "Don't you know what to learn? Learn to atone for your sins."

Several people were puzzled. The old man left first, "I'll go first, you guys pack up and then go over."

After the old man left, Xia Bai and Ling Changye also went back to wash up. The psychic took a look at Yan Quan's body and left.

Fang Xiaofeng, Medusa, and another female player named Yu Yin carried Yan Quan's body out.

The three of them had gloomy expressions. The other players hurriedly made way for them, not daring to make a sound.

The three men carried Yan Quan's body to the back of the seaweed hut. After all, they were companions, so they dug a hole and buried him.

Yu Yin was digging a hole, and suddenly said: "Do you remember that we actually spared the blood of others? Is it because of this... and the old man said that we should learn to atone for our sins."

"You said it was us." Medusa frowned and said, "If Yan Quan died because of this, why are the three of us fine, but only Yan Quan got into trouble? Can you stop scaring yourself?"

"It's because it's us. Now that Yan Quan is in trouble, will one of us be the next one?" Yu Yin said.

Medusa snapped at her, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you cursing us?"

Yu Yin looked aggrieved and her voice became much softer. "That's not what I meant. I meant that if that's the case, we can atone for our sins. Didn't the old man tell us to learn how to atone for our sins? This might be our way to survive."

Fang Xiaofeng saw this and said, "What Yu Yin said makes sense. I feel that Yan Quan may have died from internal punishment. This game is not very friendly to us. We should focus on atonement."

They are not afraid of using people's past experiences to set death points in the game, but they are most afraid of being restricted to the scope of internal punishment. Internal punishment punishes all sins. Not to mention the four of them, in the gaming era, which player in the Holy Tour Guild has not done anything that can be called a sin?

The players of their Holy Tour Guild are most afraid of encountering this kind of game. If they are unfortunate enough to encounter it, the guild has taught them that there may be opportunities to reform and atone in the game. If they find this opportunity and repent sincerely, the game will forgive them, the game's supporters.

On the other side, Xia Bai and Ling Changye were also talking about atonement.

Ling Changye said bluntly: "It may be their brainwashing."

Psychic: “…”

Xia Bai: "Atonement should be related to today's wedding. They don't think that a girl's marriage is atonement, right? If so, it's really brainwashing."

After saying this, Xia Bai said to the psychic: "Why don't you introduce us to the four people from your Holy Travel Guild?"

The psychic refused to cooperate, "What can I introduce?"

"Understanding it will help us to clear the game." Xia Bai asked more specifically, "I've seen people discussing Medusa at the player exchange center. Is she the most powerful of these four?"

"No, it's Yan Quan." Since Yan Quan was already dead, it didn't matter what the psychic told them. "Yan Quan's skills, you all saw, are item skills. His weapon is called Hell Flame. If you get a little bit of fire, you'll die."

But even such a powerful person like him died in this game, and his death was silent.

This shows the difficulty of this game.

Xia Bai frowned: "Then you still say that even ten Yanquan can't kill the captain? The captain's immortality is limited to physical damage, and the Hell Flame sounds like it's more than just physical damage."

The psychic said nothing and walked out.

Xia Bai pulled him, "Where is the man in the black shirt?"

The psychic couldn't pull his arm back, and said helplessly: "Fang Xiaofeng, his skill is mind control. It shouldn't have any effect on players of your level, don't worry."

Xia Bai: "There is also a girl with canine teeth who smiles very cutely."

Psychic: "Yu Yin, you don't need to worry about her. Her skills are very low-level, and she is not as good as Shi Danfeng."

Xia Bai was satisfied, so he followed him out. From an angle that the psychic couldn't see, he looked at Ling Changye, and Ling Changye gave him a thumbs up.

The weather was very nice and the sea in the distance was as blue as the sky.

This island doesn’t look much bigger than the Harmony Cinema. Similarly, the end of the sea cannot be seen. Standing alone in the endless ocean, it looks small and lonely.

They had not taken a few steps when the familiar crying sound rang out again. The wedding was about to begin.

When we walked to the seaweed house where the bride had cried last night, we saw the bride crying.

A big red veil covered her head. She knelt in the middle of the main room, crying and shaking all over. Her red skirt was soaked through with her tears.

"This girl from the old Li family is really nice."

"Yes, listen to the cry, how loud it is, and you can hear it as virtuous and gentle."

“…”

If someone says that crying loudly means being virtuous, and I brainwash myself into thinking that it is a custom, I can barely accept it. But what is the relationship between crying loudly and being gentle?

As the neighbors were praising the bride, her crying gradually became quieter, and the praises stopped, and everyone stared at the bride.

The middle-aged woman, who should be the bride's mother, hurried to the bride and patted her legs hard, and the bride burst into tears again.

Xia Bai looked at the woman's hand, then at the bride's legs that were slapped. The woman might have done something to the bride. The bride was crying loudly because she was in pain.

The neighbors praised the bride again amid her miserable cries.

Everybody was talking and laughing, festive suona music was playing, red firecrackers were popping, and in the lively and festive atmosphere, only the bride was kneeling in the middle, crying bitterly, offering her cries of pain to the great joy.

Under the morning sun, a sense of lively absurdity arises spontaneously.

But people here don't seem to realize there's anything wrong with this.

The bride cried until the morning sun turned into a scorching sun, and finally cried until the groom came to pick her up. The bride also cried all the way to the groom's reception.

This time she was crying probably because the groom was too old and ugly, Xia Bai thought silently as he looked at the man with a beer belly who looked to be in his forties or fifties.

Hearing how hoarse her crying was, Xia Bai couldn't help but start to worry about her throat. If she continued crying, something might really go wrong.

"This isn't marriage, this is torture." Jiang Yitong frowned and said, "What a feudal custom."

Only she dared to speak out, while other players kept silent for fear of becoming the second Yan Quan.

Some players even approached the bride's sedan chair and gave her their blessings, which was what the old man told them last night.

Ling Changye: “That’s right.”

Psychic: “…”

Are you starting to please your mother-in-law now?

They didn't have breakfast and followed the sedan chair all the way to the groom's home, where the wedding would be held and they would also have a feast.

But before eating, they have to watch the wedding ceremony first.

The problem was apparent at first glance.

The groom's family had five seaweed houses with triangular roofs, which formed a large courtyard, with three people sitting in the middle of the courtyard.

On both sides were a man and a woman wearing festive red clothes. They were quite old and should be the groom's parents. In the middle sat a middle-aged woman dressed in white with a serious face.

Wearing all white on a big day has opened the eyes of the players.

But the groom's family seemed to be very respectful to her. When the bride and groom knelt in front of them, she frowned and asked, "Why is the bride crying so quietly?"

The groom and his family were busy holding down the bride, someone was patting the bride's thigh, and the bridesmaid started crying miserably again with her extremely hoarse voice.

The woman in white was satisfied when she saw that she was shaking with tears.

The worship ceremony can then continue.

"I bow to the White Sea Fairy."

The players saw someone carrying out a statue, which was the thorny statue they had worshipped last night. When they heard someone shouting "White Sea Fairy", they thought, isn't this a mutant version of a sea urchin?

It’s just that there are many eyes growing in the spines of the sea urchin. From a distance, it looks like the spines have pierced into the eyes, which makes people’s scalp tingle and subconsciously want to close their eyes.

Sea urchins live in the sea, so it is understandable that they regard this mutant sea urchin as a sea fairy, but where does the "white" come from? This statue is clearly black.

The bride and groom kowtowed and knelt before the statue, and then knelt before the woman in white in the middle.

The woman in white said to the woman who was still crying, "Congratulations, you have successfully redeemed yourself."

The bride just cried.

The bride's family members who came with her also cried, and it seemed more like they were crying tears of joy.

Then everything went on as normal. They bowed to their parents twice, then the couple bowed to each other. After the ceremony, the bride was taken into the house and the crying became increasingly distant.

When the psychic wasn't noticing, Ling Changye raised his chin towards Medusa and Yu Yin, in the direction where the bridesmaid left.

Medusa and Yu Yin left immediately and inconspicuously.

Yu Yin's skills, as the psychic said, have little effect on players of Xia Bai and Ling Changye's level, but when talking to ordinary people, combined with her charming guidance, it can achieve very good results.

When they came to the door of the room where the bride went in, the matchmaker asked them what they were doing. Yu Yin put together the old man's words and said, "We are here to learn atonement from the bride and bless her. Please let us in."

The matchmaker opened the door for them.

When the two men entered, they just happened to see the bride lift up her skirt.

There was a reason why people always patted her legs every time she couldn't cry. There were many needle-like things stuck on the inside of her thighs and calves. They should be sharp needles, but they were made to look like sea urchin spines.

Some of the thorns had been completely embedded in her legs, probably because they had been pounded in again and again, while others were only halfway in.

The bride was gritting her teeth to pull out the thorns that had not yet been completely embedded. She could no longer cry out, but she still shed tears from the pain.

Seeing her looking at her, Yu Yin, who had originally had a cold expression on her face, suddenly had red eyes and sniffed.

Medusa rolled her eyes in disgust.

Yu Yin walked up to the bride with red eyes and squatted down. She stretched out her hand to touch the bride's miserable legs, but she shrank back and retracted her hand, tears rolling down her face.

At the moment when the tears fell, she looked up at the bride and asked, "Why, sister?"

The bride had heard a lot of crying in the past two days, some so loud and some so miserable, but none of them moved her as much as this tear.

This tear brought out more tears from her. I don’t know if it was out of pain or grievance, tears flowed across the corners of her thin mouth. She said, “Because I want to atone for my sins.”