Chapter 271 Happy Cemetery

Pharaoh felt that he was too unlucky.

After finally getting rid of the plague god, they were about to go to the management office to handle the transfer of ownership with the two kids, but who knew that several crazy players would suddenly appear and chase their car without caring about their lives.

Compared to the principle of visiting nearby and walking as much as possible in the previous two days, most of the people going out today were driving coffin trucks.

Either extremely conservative or extremely radical.

Two of them were even like monkeys trying to steal his car!

Which player would spend all his money on skills and props as soon as he entered the dungeon? He was stunned for a moment.

Even the gold and silver zombies were dumbfounded and did not suspect the Pharaoh at first.

Happy Cemetery is a special place. Local residents don't like players from other places. Another reason is that outsiders are more likely to have mental problems.

After weighing the pros and cons, they decided not to solve the problem themselves, but to ask the administrator or the band members to clean up the players. As a result, the administrator said:

"I can't leave here either. There's a flood now. I have to go down there and watch. At this rate, our island will also be flooded. You guys go to the funeral center. The band will take care of it."

A reason that is totally irresistible, which will directly make the administrator grease his feet.

Pharaoh now strongly agrees with what his old neighbors said. Sooner or later, this incompetent administrator must be replaced!

He was reluctant to use his own skills to deal with the players, for fear of getting covered in lice, so he had to lead them to the funeral center.

Thinking that if I don’t go to hell, then who will, I plunge into yet another funeral.

Not only local residents, but players are also unable to attend more than three funerals. Once players see a similar funeral, they will definitely not continue to chase him in order to know the secret of the cemetery!

Pharaoh had beautiful thoughts, but the reality was that when he turned around, he was frightened by a figure in the band and trembled all over.

If you look closely, the face is different.

I saw a guy playing suona came into the band at some point, playing particularly hard and staring at him, as if he was going to feed the instrument with a mummy when the music was over.

At the end of the funeral, Qiao Song saw the new suona game icon floating down from the sky.

The members of their band were actually playing games while playing music. Qiao Song was worried that once the topic was selected, the music score would float out.

The suona in her hand needs to be paired with a music score to be used as a musical instrument, which means that once there is a score, this thing becomes a disposable item. Fortunately, there is no score, and the only way to play the music is to play games.

The higher the pitch Qiao Song blew, the higher the tablet flew. Then, like a small plate, it caught the various suona-like fragments falling from the sky one by one.

After a long time, Qiao Song saw a translucent old woman suddenly jumped down from the sky step by step, stepping on the fragments of the suona icon.

The old woman was carrying a bamboo basket on her back, which was filled with notes of many other musical instruments. While jumping down, she would occasionally grab two suona icons and throw them into the basket.

The further she jumped, the younger she became, and finally she turned into a grown-up girl with pigtails.

"Folk songs are like spring river water, not afraid of rapids and bends."

"You play the flute beautifully, little boy. I'll give this to you. I have to go back to see my wife."

The girl blinked at Qiao Song and turned around. Her hair was still gray. As she walked forward, she could vaguely see a tall figure waiting for her in the backlight.

The old woman walked forward, arm in arm with the man, and left the dark scene.

Qiao Song stared at the light that suddenly appeared in the distance, as if a hole was broken in the darkness.

She always felt as if she saw the cow's tail passing by.

Now, isn't it night?

Even stranger things are yet to come.

The funeral music ended, the funeral scene disappeared, and they returned to the rehearsal room. Qiao Song was just about to chase Pangbo and Laowu, the fitness coach and the fireworks wholesaler. They happened to be the players who met Pharaoh in the management office. As a result, his eyes went dark and there was another funeral.

The cursor on the ceiling began to shake and soon selected one of them.

Before Qiao Song could react, she was pulled into a new scene. She was a little stunned when the scene in front of her changed.

But those who had inspired the funeral in the last round had just left the auditorium.

By the way, there are four auditoriums for performances in this place, so, is this a new player coming?

The band was delayed, and Pharaoh was very happy: "Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin! Let's go outside and sign the contract now. Didn't the administrator already give us the stuff? After we sign it, it will take effect tomorrow!"

The gold and silver little zombies nodded hurriedly. According to the gossip they had received, some players had come to inquire about the price of the special area cemetery.

Only those with the financial resources will be given the permission to buy and sell. They are really worried that the man named Qiao Song will come, so they might as well just move to a worse house to ensure safety.

It’s better than being forced to hold a funeral and clear the area while the person is still in the tomb!

Players don’t know yet that the cemetery will sometimes be cleared automatically. Today, so many players bravely drove out and scared the zombies.

Ignorance is truly bliss.

When the space under the cemetery becomes the size of an urn, you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.

A sarcophagus and a classic wooden coffin with a black exterior and a bright red interior drove out of the funeral and entertainment center one after the other.

Although the administrator found an excuse to run away, he left a contract. Once signed, it will take effect and you can then move to another place.

If they had not been chased so closely before, Pharaoh and his men could have completed the transaction as soon as they came out of the management office.

"Okay, okay, the deal is done. I'll leave you a few items as compensation for the difference."

The guy next door was not a good person, and he felt a little guilty because he had left a mess there after all.

The gold and silver little zombies also felt a little guilty. After all, they knew that the special area would not be safe later.

"No, no, we have a lot of burial objects."

The brothers had special properties. They could live in a coffin. With two zombies together, their safety properties would be greatly improved. But at this moment, they heard an arrogant roar from behind:

"Evil spirit, where are you running to!"

All I saw was a bunch of red firecrackers falling from the sky, which scared Pharaoh so much that the front of his car swung and he almost crashed into someone else's grave.

The lingering pursuers behind them came again, and this time there were not only two of them, but also several more.

Are the players crazy today? They are doing team building! And they all come out in coffin trucks!

Qiao Song didn't know that he had just made a suggestion in the group, but as a result most people started to let themselves go.

They have already speculated that the key to leaving Happy Cemetery might be to hold a funeral.

It will all turn into an urn sooner or later, so what's wrong with opening the coffin first to have some fun?

Because they needed to count the data on the tombstones, some people came out late and are now joining in the fun at the funeral.

Some people went to harm the Pharaoh and the gold and silver zombies, while others stayed in several halls in the southeast, northwest, and northeast to continue triggering the funeral.

Qiao Song was also in high spirits today, playing the suona very well.

In the second funeral, the five people answering the multiple-choice questions are all players.

The host of the funeral was a drunkard.

With the experience of previous communication, the correct rate of multiple-choice questions was much higher. A funeral, from the layout and furnishings to the list of relics and the music, everything was made to look like a tavern.

Qiao Song even saw that there were a lot of wine glasses among the burial objects, not wine bottles.

The band was basically in audience mode before they started playing, so she glanced at a few pages of the will.

"Because I'm worried that if I bury the wine with you, your grave will be dug up later..."

Brother, this is already an infinite flow world, how can you be so rigorous and yet so lax? A cemetery is not a wine cellar!

The final funeral music is a DISCO version of the Tuhai Waltz.

The octopus who was playing the yangqin next to Qiao Song was a little worried that folk music might not be a good match, but Qiao Song just stood up and played it, having a blast.

It turns out that Tuhai was really addictive. The entire funeral was very joyful, and even none of the virtual figures who attended at the end had a sad face.

It was as if everyone was attending a farewell party for an old drinking buddy. Everyone brought a bottle of good wine, and they gathered around his coffin, singing, drinking, and dancing. There was also a colorful light show on the ceiling. It was more like another form of bar party than a funeral.

Finally, when Qiao Song saw that the suona was about to finish playing, another figure flew down from the sky. He gradually became younger, from a middle-aged man in his forties with pigtails to a young man who had just graduated from college.

He raised his glass and waved to the virtual portraits of his imaginary friends and the members of the band in the distance: "Cheers, let's keep drinking in the next life!"

This was the first guy Qiao Song met whose profession and hobbies were completely the same.

He turned his own funeral into a drinking party.

She was once again shocked by human culture and customs, but that was not the end. She felt her hands suddenly become dry.

Qiao Song lowered his head and saw that the skin on the back of his hand began to develop some spots and became a little darker.

She took a peek at the octopus next to her and found that its color had also become darker, and the old man playing the erhu in front was even more outrageous, he seemed to have aged several years.

It wasn't obvious before, but it was not until the third funeral that the one who passed away was a greedy girl. She used to run a restaurant and had a side job as a blogger and food reviewer.

Her funeral was turned into a gourmet buffet, with guests invited to eat as much as they wanted. In the end, everyone recommended their favorite food and placed it on the grave as an offering.

She hoped that she could eat those delicious foods whether she was alive or dead.

In her life, she can only live happily by eating delicious food.

"I will be a greedy girl in my next life. There will be sacrifices during festivals. Remember to bring delicious food to see me. I will bless you to make a fortune!"

The third funeral became particularly joyful. When the music started, Qiao Song's presence became less noticeable this time. The suona became a comma, occasionally making two sounds, imitating the sound of birds paying homage to the phoenix.

Guests often run to the coffin with a plate of food, where they gather and chat, and recommend to the deceased which food is the most delicious.

Qiao Song even doubted whether the images of these guests were also based on the memories of the deceased. She felt that these people were too talkative. The descriptive language about food, coupled with the hot food display, made her feel that the musicians around her were hungry.

This was not her illusion. The musicians attended three consecutive funerals, and the instruments in their hands had more and more cracks, all turning into wide-open mouths.

Qiao Song could feel herself getting a little restless, perhaps because she joined the band relatively late. She took a look at the band members. Lin Qun, who played the Hulusi, and Xiao Cong, who played the drums, were both in good condition, and there were no changes to their instruments.

Qiao Song is more concerned about the issue of aging.

Xiao Cong and Lin Qun have both aged a little bit. Even without looking in the mirror, Qiao Song can feel that he has also aged by observing the skin of his hands.

No wonder Xiao Cong reminded her before that joining a band might not be a good thing.

But joining the band does allow you to step out of the player's perspective and see more clues.

Do all participants in a funeral grow old?

Qiao Song quickly sent a message in the group, asking them to keep an eye on the mummy that was known to have attended two funerals.

Three funerals is the limit, and Qiao Song has sent a corresponding message before.

The third funeral was triggered, and everyone in the last auditorium evacuated immediately. The ghosts in the band, who had been busy all day, were like snakes out of their holes, ready to catch people to eat.

Qiao Song was at the back, watching the ghosts rushing faster and faster in front of him, and finally approached Xiao Cong:

"When did you get here?"

Xiao Cong and Lin Qun didn't expect to meet Qiao Song here.

"I'm here to track down my aunt. I got her relics from the Resurrection Game. We went to Zootopia, took a look around and left, and finally found this place."

Time was running out, so Lin Qun quickly added, "When we came here, we saw some players playing tricks. We watched for most of the day, and then the flood came."

Not long after the flood came, they were sitting on mattresses and floating in the air when they found that an invisible copy appeared around them.

Qiao Song understood as soon as she heard it. This was the cemetery that had entered earlier than the players who took the boat.

"Wait, is that the player you saw stuck in a maze him?"

Qiao Song took out a piece of paper with a sketch of Bakri on it.

That guy got the map of the cemetery a long time ago when his brother and the display screen were planning the soul business.

Xiao Cong nodded: "That's him!"

She and Lin Qun only had her aunt's relics and had no way of detecting the exact location, but Baklie was so strange at the time that he drove around in circles in this area.

Qiao Song had checked the missing persons list before, and Xiao Cong's aunt, Bakelie, and many more were on the list.

"After you entered the cemetery, did you find out what these people were..."

[Ding Ding Ding - Dear musicians, it will be daytime in 10 minutes, so start preparing today’s rest song.]

The reminder in their ears made them slightly dazed.

Qiao Song bombarded the group with a voice prompt: "It's almost dawn, everyone go home!"

Fortunately, all the people who came out to cause trouble today drove, so the return trip would not be as rushed as before.

But the deterrence during the day was too terrifying.

Then, Qiao Song quickly packed up her things and prepared to run away. Xiao Cong grabbed her and said, "The band's work comes first. They must finish playing the resting song. Don't worry, those who join the band will appear directly at their own graves after playing the song."

Finally, the corridors and auditorium were filled with noisy sounds of clanging, and the players left quickly. It was unknown whether the extremely hungry musicians got to eat any meat in the end. Anyway, their faces were not very good at the moment. Large black boxes with broken shapes were dragged out from some corners.

That is the coffin of these musicians.

Xiao Cong and Lin Qun were also seizing the time to prepare musical instruments while dragging out their coffins and lying down in them immediately.

This time, Qiao Song was faster than all of them because she had previously knocked a big hole in the wall, so this time the coffin stopped in the auditorium.

She even had time to frown and observe the conductor.

A plastic bag with two holes cut into it was put over the conductor's head. His coffin was also peculiarly shaped, surrounded by a circle of musical scores, microphones, and a golden long-haired animal.

Qiao Song felt that the animal looked familiar, but from her angle, she could only see the back half of the animal. At this point, she didn't have time to change direction and sit down to satisfy her curiosity.

"Very good. Although we completed the funeral today at an overload, don't worry, the number of crazy players will definitely be greatly reduced tomorrow! Requiem, prepare--"

The conductor, wearing a black tuxedo windbreaker and holding a baton in white gloves, waved it. The lights in the auditorium dimmed instantly, and there was a hole in the ceiling, which continuously emitted a faint white light.

Qiao Song felt her forehead getting slightly hot, but her hand unconsciously pressed down the suona, and she blew hard at the notes that floated down from the sky.

Gradually, all the small squares in the entire cemetery lit up from top to bottom, and this time she saw the drawing scene before each funeral, but this time there was no glowing white frame.

Qiao Song quickly memorized the location of every target and soon discovered something was wrong.

The lights in the houses where the funerals had been held were previously dark, but now they were gradually brightening up and turning into another shade of green.

She quickly identified the states represented by several different colored squares.

Red is simple, it means someone is already living there.

The gray color represents that it is empty, or that the soul inside has left.

Then doesn’t green mean… a state where you can move in?

So do the grey ones actually mean they will be cleared soon?

After Qiao Song memorized all the areas, he quickly locked onto the top cemetery which covered the largest area.

That is also the only area with more complex colors. Half of the ten tombstones are in a state of intersection between red and green.

Is this place inhabited or not?

Qiao Song frowned and marked all the areas with abnormal colors. He recalled the message Xiao Cong had told her during the last gathering.

"My aunt should be here. I checked all the names on the tombstones and her name is not there. But the remains show that she is here. She may have already held a funeral."

The cemeteries and tombstones in Happy Cemetery are like tenants’ houses. Some people rent houses, some people buy houses, but where do those people without tombstones go?

Qiao Song didn't think that he could just leave after holding a simple funeral.

The purpose of Happy Cemetery's existence should only be to provide an optional answer and possibility.

In addition to finding the missing players, she also needs to know whether the guys behind Lao Long, the guys who built the shopping mall back then, are also lying here?

Could these people be in the ten widest tombs at the top?

Are they dead or alive now?

I don’t know if the rest song really has the effect of calming people down, but after playing this song at the junction of day and night, the entire cemetery suddenly became quiet.

When the white light arrives, everyone must stay in the tomb, otherwise melting directly will not be the same as reincarnation, but will crush your soul into countless parts, and you will no longer be yourself.

The souls in the cemetery understand this truth better than the players who have reincarnated on the Infinite Highway for countless years.

They were already at the place closest to the finish line early on, and lingered for a long time, unable to decide what to do.

But Qiao Song knew that there was a group of guys who were naturally good at cheating and operations, and they might have already touched the key position.

The strange music faded away in his ears, and Qiao Song fell asleep in his coffin for the first time outside his own cemetery.

When she regained consciousness, she was once again standing in the dream world where the living and the dead met.

Today, there are still many dead people who appear in dreams.

Qiao Song hurried all the way home. This time she tried her best to observe the passers-by to see if there were anyone she knew. However, this world was perhaps too vast. Apart from a black crow flying in the sky and flapping its wings intentionally or unintentionally, Qiao Song did not see anything else familiar.

But this time when she went home, she observed the signal tower in the city that her mother mentioned.

There are indeed several identical buildings. The signal towers and information processing centers are like large copied and pasted icons, scattered among the towering buildings.

After Qiao Song trotted back home, her mother was not waiting for her outside this time, but the door was open. Qiao Song withdrew her hand from her pocket to look for the key and soon smelled a fragrance.

That is her favorite soup.

In the kitchen, a figure wearing an apron turned around. Shu Ruyue looked towards the door and said, "Xiao Song, are you back?"

Qiao Song nodded. She stretched her sleeves to cover the back of her hands, and naturally ran to the dining table and sat down. She opened the window and let the crow fly to the security window.

Shu Ruyue had already prepared a speech to talk about her investigation of the signal processing center in reality. When she saw Qiao Song's face, she was a little surprised. She raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch her daughter's eyes:

"Xiao Song, you seem to have grown up a little bit."

Qiao Song took the initiative to touch the corner of his eyes and thought, it turns out it's not just the back of my hand.

I should have looked in the mirror before coming here.

But, it shouldn’t be that serious. She only held three funerals. She wouldn’t have developed crow’s feet, right?

Do stones age?