Chapter 283 Happy Cemetery

"Brothers, it's done! The third one! The third one!"

A burst of joyful voices came from somewhere.

Another buffalo flew down from the sky above the cemetery, as if the third funeral had been held.

Qiao Song took a look at the scene in the sky and realized that it was the players who were exerting their efforts.

She immediately prepared to change the place to talk to "Miao Tingting".

The mushrooms in this guy's coffin seemed to be in self-defense mode, and they started attacking as soon as Qiao Song approached. However, the bugs that jumped out of the mushrooms desperately pressed down the fungi growing in the coffin, and struggled to hold up the conspicuous sign that read "We're One".

With such a strong desire to survive, Qiao Song felt that this was not like Miao Tingting's style.

Before in the paper-making town, this guy led his team and seemed quite "high-spirited" at the time.

[Mushrooms are eyes and ears, I only use bugs! ]

The content of the banner held by Chongzi has changed again.

Qiao Song frowned and looked for a while, then decisively took out a small prop from his bag, and the fire instantly burned all the mushroom caps in the coffin.

The effect of the props is limited, but fortunately it is not too difficult if you just remove the mushrooms instead of attacking the bugs.

Qiao Song manually pulled off the mushroom lumps, and the bugs in the coffin also helped transport them.

After all the mushrooms were cleared, a large number of insects emerged on their own initiative and formed a dense black wall directly near the coffin.

Miao Tingting, who looked like a middle-aged woman, finally spoke, speaking quickly and hurriedly:

"Qiao Song, Crow has already talked to me. I am willing to accept your price. You are looking for missing people, right? My teammates and some people you know should have been infected by mushrooms. The missing people are underground, but they may not be able to be dug out. The president of the Newcomer Alliance is a lunatic. She and the president of the Black Iron Alliance were not in the cemetery at all. They uploaded their consciousness to the main system and are researching another kind of cyber resurrection ritual. Those guys who don't want you to find will turn into mushrooms and rot in the ground. Time..."

As Miao Tingting was talking, blood began to come out of her mouth and nose. Qiao Song saw a large amount of black objects flowing out of her seven orifices. They were not insects but powder.

Miao Tingting wiped it away nonchalantly: "It's almost too late. The rest of the Newcomer Alliance's progress is not as fast as the president's. They are also buried in certain areas. When the coffins are completely empty, they will have been uploaded to the cyber world. By then, we can't kill them even if we want to. They have become part of the program. They don't want to go home or stay. What they want is to travel freely between the two worlds."

Qiao Song was also a little shocked when he saw Miao Tingting vomiting blood: "You just told me these things like that?"

She still didn't know what price Crow had offered.

"You have already paid the reward. It turns out that the person I was looking for never entered the game. The Newcomer Alliance was too ruthless. I was afraid that the friends I met in the game would also be locked up and unable to leave."

Miao Tingting covered her mouth and nose nonchalantly. After holding her breath for a while, several bugs crawled out of her hair.

"Our clan can cultivate various poisonous insects. This is my Heart-to-Heart Poison. Whether in a dream or in a cemetery, you can use this to detect whether the guys from the Newcomer Alliance are nearby. This is something I prepared a long time ago. But remember, those who are truly loyal to the organization have sworn an oath in front of the president's shrine. Once they betray, they will turn directly into stone. You can't persuade this guy, You Yitong, to rebel."

Miao Tingting vomited more and more black substance, and Qiao Song recognized what it was: stone powder.

The large number of poisonous insects in Miao Tingting's mouth turned into stone powder, as if they were being punished for her.

"Don't worry, this is not a professional skill given by the game. This is my own ability. It will not be taken away by the system after I use it."

Qiao Song understood what she meant almost instantly.

Things that are constrained by the system are skills whose effectiveness is amplified by the system. The system can send these things out and also take them back.

What the system can't take away is what players are born with.

You humans, do you really know how to raise Gu?

If it wasn't the wrong time, Qiao Song really wanted to bring the crow over to ask, are there any magic schools in human society that allow owls to attend?

Miao Tingting paid a heavy price for saying these words. Fortunately, Qiao Song came to her on his own initiative. Otherwise, if she had a fight with her neighbor first and then went to find Qiao Song, she probably wouldn't have enough bugs on her body to deal with.

"I'm waiting for you in my dream. Be careful with You Yitong. He hates you very much—"

The middle-aged woman possessed by Miao Tingting finally spat out the last mouthful of black powder, and with a thud, the woman fell back into her coffin.

All the bugs that Miao Tingting brought after she woke up disappeared. Qiao Song only saw signs of mushrooms growing in this woman's coffin again.

This time she didn't hold back and directly poured the water from the River of Life and Death in the toolbox into it.

The coffin was like a bathtub. After it was filled with water, it completely submerged the person inside. Qiao Song saw that the middle-aged woman's skin quickly became transparent, revealing several balls of light hidden in her body.

[Mushroom grower] [Tricycle driver] [Single mother] [Breadworm farmer]

Qiao Song's eyes lingered on a few of the labels.

She put the coffin away from the others on the grass and threw it directly into her tool box.

Her box actually deviates from the rules a bit. The rules state that skills or props that have been used once cannot be used again. Most of Qiao Song's other skills will also disappear after being used once, but this box has been used all the time, and the things inside it are becoming more and more excessive.

In fact, in addition to the one that Miao Tingting had just possessed, he remembered that there were two special souls in his toolbox.

One is the out-of-control boss of the little security guard.

One of them is Jin Jiaqi.

After hearing what Miao Tingting said, Qiao Song suddenly felt a little strange. Miao Tingting had obviously also established a contract with the shrine of their president, so she could only avoid the risk of petrification by using insects to replace herself.

Qiao Song pondered for a while, then took out a soul covered by a net bag from the toolbox.

Jin Jiaqi.

This guy was cursed in the Giant Amusement Park. Although Qiao Song later gave her a ticket and she slowly recovered, he kept her locked up there.

Her toolbox continued to evolve, from being able to hold only props and daily necessities to being able to hold living things and even the river of life and death.

The sculpture that Qiao Song was most looking forward to never came out. The progress bar on the toolbox had returned to zero after she chose to pay all her soul coins to buy a cemetery.

Jin Jiaqi, who was released from the toolbox by Qiao Song, was in a daze.

She looked in the same state as when she was locked up. Qiao Song's toolbox was almost a spatial world where time was eternally stagnant.

Jin Jiaqi felt that the world around her changed drastically as soon as she breathed out.

She was holding a ticket to the aquarium in her hand. She had almost died before, but she made a deal with Qiao Song just for this ticket.

"Where is this?"

Qiao Song didn't have time to exchange pleasantries with her. While his Weiyang ability had not been completely used up, Qiao Song asked, "After a snap of your fingers, you will remember what happened when you crossed the river that year."

In order to prevent Xiao Shitou's information from being leaked, Aunt Huo hypnotized everyone who got off the ship in advance.

Qiao Song now wants to experiment whether losing memory can avoid the side effects of swearing at the shrine.

If Jin Jiaqi, who lost her memory back then, really cooperated with Boss Cai and people from other guilds, then did she know who she was dealing with?

Before that, she wiped her face and turned into the Qiao Song that Jin Jiaqi was familiar with.

After a snap of fingers, amid the flying coffins and all kinds of strange music, Jin Jiaqi's gaze changed from confusion to shock and horror.

"No, why, why did you make me remember this? I had already forgotten it!"

She shrank back suddenly, and her head hit a coffin behind her, but she only dared to hold her head with her hands and did not dare to look at Qiao Song at all.

"Let me go, I didn't mean it, let me forget it, I don't want to remember it, I don't want to..."

Qiao Song did nothing. She just watched the other person turn into a stone statue bit by bit under her gaze.

Jin Jiaqi indeed betrayed the oath she made on the boat. She knew what she was doing, but she forgot that Qiao Song was Xiao Shitou, and she also forgot the memory related to Shitou.

Oh boy, so amnesia is also a way to avoid risks.

But Miao Tingting's performance just now made her realize that there were other people who had already mastered similar shrine abilities.

How did the president of the Newcomer Alliance do it?

There is also You Yitong, the president of the Newcomer Alliance. If nothing unexpected happens, she should be one of the first batch of water plants sent ashore by her. Together with the doctor and others, she built the most primitive highway copy, which is the initial form of the shopping mall.

Dr. Ye chose the virus system to become a member of the game management. It seems that the presidents of the newcomer Dragon and Black Iron chose another way. They did not join the system directly, but did not completely become a website. Instead, they chose to establish a guild as an agent and let the players become their puppets.

You Yitong is the latest puppet launched by the Newcomer Alliance, so who is Heitie’s puppet, or have they not found a suitable candidate yet?

Qiao Song thought for a moment and saw that Area 6 had been completely recaptured by her. The ground was covered with mushrooms that had fallen from the coffins.

She didn't take out the out-of-control boss of the little security guard like she did with Jin Jiaqi. That guy didn't even look like a human anymore.

It was indeed in Mario's Mushroom dungeon that we met each other. It seems that the guy was not only in that state because his address book was hacked.

Qiao Song recalled for a moment and decided to go meet Boss Cai’s good friend first. If she guessed correctly, the conductor in the band should be an old acquaintance of hers.

No. 2-6, half of the positions in the entire specific area are occupied by one person.

Qiao Song ordered all the robot butlers to expand the scope of digging coffins. At the same time, the few guys in the area who could still influence the activities were all confused.

The ones closest to Qiao Song now became No. 1 and No. 7.

Number 7 is Mike Feng, who is ready to watch the show. This guy doesn’t want to get himself involved and has already decided whether to surrender and help with the work.

And No. 1 is a middle-aged man with a solemn expression.

The space he occupied was wider than other areas. Although not as large as Qiao Song's, it was more than half larger than that of other people in the special cemetery.

"You guys disappoint me. In the end, there is not even one person who can take my place. After my brother left the guild, he took his daughter and hid everywhere. He was even able to afford a cemetery in the special district. But you guys, in the end, can only be my vassal."

Compared to other places, there are either all unfamiliar coffin carts waiting for shelter, or they are flat and buried in the ground and can only be used as weapons.

The small courtyard of No. 1 is filled with forces that the owner of Tomb No. 1 had cultivated long ago.

"I let you accumulate wealth so that you can prepare in advance for the other world, but you only indulge in dreams and only want to go back to see your family and friends. Now, the original owner of this world has returned, but you still come to seek my protection."

Inside a heavy golden nanmu coffin, the man adjusted his glasses uncomfortably and issued an ultimatum: "I have given each of you a large amount of soul coins and a large amount of wealth in advance. Now it's time for you to return the favor."

There was an uproar in the crowded yard.

What does the president mean by this? Didn’t we agree before that as long as they pay a price, they can have a ticket to eternal life?

Now, not long after preparing for eternal life in the cemetery, the balance was disrupted by someone, and now there is not even after-sales service.

"Liar, you didn't promise us this before! From the moment we entered this area, we wrote our wills as required, and paid all our soul coins in one go to buy this grave. Wasn't meeting my family in my dreams the bargaining chip you promised us a long time ago?"

They started by collecting information from the lowest-level players, submitting items through dungeons, and finally managed to hide in a place where they would not be threatened by dungeons and did not need to work hard to pass levels.

Here they only need to weed, and they can dream back to reality during the day and meet the people they miss. It is said that after a period of time, they will be able to travel back and forth between the human world freely.

But on the eve of success, their president now regretted his decision.

"It's up to you whether you agree or not. The day you join the guild and swear an oath in front of the badge, you can't regret it."

The man just waved his hand, and the lids of everyone's coffins were closed.

The next moment, several coffins flew up out of thin air, like a prepared cannonball, glowing with light and being thrown out.

While Qiao Song was still managing the five robots, he had already seen the attack from a distance.

She still had no intention of using the coffin to fight, so this time she changed her approach and summoned a snake.

"Don't be surprised, friends. I have to manage such a large place by myself now. Please lend me some of your things."

[Snake·Shedding Skin·Wearing Skin]

[Snakes are only one horn away from dragons, but they can disguise themselves as dragons. As long as the other party agrees, you can borrow their power.]

[Ask for a title skill is activated, "Do you think I look like a dragon or a snake?"]

In an instant, countless small snakes swam in nearly half of the area. Most of the coffins were filled with dead people, but there were always some who were not dead so completely and could feel what the owner of this land was saying.

Qiao Song soon noticed that the little snakes he had emitted were flying up one after another.

The tiny snake's belly tightened, sucking in a lot of air and turning into a round ball.

The coffins flying over from area 1 soon collided with different snakes, and for a moment, all kinds of skills were dazzling.

This time, Qiao Song was not busy digging coffins. She knew she still had to perform the ritual of salvation. She had to complete today's target first. There were only five left.

Whether she completes the funeral or the player completes it, as long as the standards are met, at least they will be safe during the day and will not be driven out.

Knock knock knock, there was a knock on the door, and a new group of people delivering photos came over.

This time, the two zombies, Xiaojin and Xiaoyin, took the initiative to open the door and then pasted the photos on the coffins.

The area around Qiao Song's home is now really like an archaeological site, full of large pits, with coffins of various shapes and players sleeping like they are dead next to them.

How could it be possible that something buried in the ground could be used as a weapon?

Qiao Song asked the five robots to continue digging the hole, while he used the ability of the Snake and the skills in the coffin to deal with No. 1, and at the same time he climbed over the wall to the other side to find No. 7.

She had a rough idea of ​​who number 7 might be.

Mike Feng was dealing with a few other people at the door.

"Although we are in the same band, it is really inconvenient for me to stay at my house. You can go find other residents!"

Several guys outside the door were trying to squeeze in. "Where are the other areas? Half of the territory has been occupied by that new suona-playing guy. The rest of the territory is either inaccessible to us or in the home of that idiot Mummy!"

Mike Crazy, the band conductor, refused to give in. "It doesn't matter if you go live at the idiot's house. I tell you, either surrender now or this guy who has basically occupied half of the territory will swallow up the entire special area sooner or later."

The guy who wanted to enter the door suddenly hesitated.

"Don't you want to fight with her?"

Mike Feng rolled his eyes in his heart, what can I use to compete with Qiao Song?

But it was not a good thing for a group of guys to hide at the door. Soon, he thought about not letting them in. Anyway, these guys would be dealt with by Qiao Song.

He was prepared to surrender immediately if Qiao Song attacked him.

But looking around at the people from the band who had come to join him, Mike Feng discovered that one person was missing.

Where did that old man go?

In the No. 1 cemetery, countless small snakes fell from the sky. Most of these snakes had some glowing things in their stomachs. Although the effect was not as good as throwing them directly into the coffin, there were too many of them, causing chaos in area No. 1.

The coffins here are not all dead coffins dug out of the ground. Most of them are players who became local residents and then lay down every day pretending to be dead.

They drove around everywhere, and in the end they were either thrown out as weapons by their president, or hit by small snakes that fell from the sky and hit their coffins.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a door opened.

An old man with a key went accurately to the tip of the fan-shaped area in the chaos.

There is a tombstone there, belonging to the owner of the tomb.

In the golden nanmu coffin floating in the sky, the middle-aged man and he looked at each other from a distance, and then the middle-aged man suddenly fell down.

The old man's body straightened up in an instant, the wrinkles on his face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hair turned black again, and his limbs were full of strength.

"I'm getting a little old, so this body is more useful."

The old man glanced at the erhu in his hand, his eyes clearer than before: "Since you want to hold a funeral so much, then make it a bigger one. No one can escape. I want to see what you choose."

The old man sat down on the tombstone, but there was no name on it, only the name of the guild.

[The Black Iron Guild’s entire community of interests, a joint burial tomb.]

The old man looked at the chaotic area, looking at the coffins as if they were ants: "Who would want to die... No one wants to die. The dream world still makes you too lazy to go home. Just one or two souls can't tip the scales. Only a huge sacrifice can move human emotions."

He placed sheets of photocopied papers near his coffin. They were the wills he had asked union members to write in advance.

Their regrets are mass-customized according to the guild's requirements, and wealth can buy everything, including the diaries of the dead.

"Anger, sadness, sorrow, despair, the more extreme the emotion, the harder it is to be saved. You guys are my biggest trump card in negotiating interests."

As the old man was about to play the erhu, he sighed and said, "It's troublesome not to find an agent. I have to do it myself."

If Fu Chunyou had not been so impulsive and understood his brother's good intentions, there would not have been any need to go to this point.

After more than ten years of preparation, all the player resources have to be sacrificed now.

The sound of a gentle and mournful erhu music instantly floated out. Unlike the strange music prepared by Qiao Song and the players, the erhu music played by Fu Chunsheng mostly carried extremely negative emotions.

A haze of death gradually enveloped most of the surrounding area, and the frequency of throwing coffins out had become lower. Qiao Song, who was attacked, quickly realized this abnormality.

Along with it came the sound of extremely abnormal music.

Erhu?

Isn't this the instrument used by the old man in the band who always tries to trip him up?

Qiao Song originally thought that it was Area 1 next door that accepted the band members, but she soon realized what the point of playing the music was at this time.

[Ding——A player has been detected using a special skill. Funeral music is being played together. The collective funeral has been upgraded again. Please note that all residents who have photos and tombstones with their names written on them may be saved.]

Qiao Song and some other players did not understand the meaning of this system notification, but soon they saw the impact of the erhu music spreading out.

Unexpected impact.

Suddenly, countless cows flew down from the sky along the constantly breaking ceiling.

There were many coffins of living people in Area 1, glowing like a glow, and were torn apart and pulled onto the back of a cow amid screams.

[Ding——Congratulations to the player for completing all the indicators! ]

[Ding——The target is being exceeded]

The old man in Area 1, Fu Chunsheng, who was playing the erhu, looked up at the floating notes in the sky and said, "Let me help you. You're welcome."

【15/8】

After the original goal of eight funerals was completed, the number of funerals gradually climbed towards 20, and then 30.

It was unknown what kind of magic the erhu had, but it instantly cleared out most of the players in its area. Afterwards, the originally gray sky of the Happy Cemetery became brighter and brighter because of the buffaloes coming in and out.

Qiao Song felt a little hot, something was wrong, and it was about to dawn early.