Chapter 33: Misty Rain in Jiangnan (Part 4)
Feng Zhibei and the other two stayed in the house all night, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the sky turned pale.
Apart from the initial water ghost knocking on the door and the corpse jumping into the river, there was no other danger that night, but they did not dare to take it lightly.
After all, this dungeon is rated three stars, and the new dungeon is far more dangerous than the old one.
While waiting for sunrise, the three of them talked about the dungeons they had experienced before, and combined their previous experiences to figure out the clues of this dungeon.
It was mainly Yan Chuxue who spoke, and Feng Zhibei and He Yu listened together.
"Three-star dungeons rarely have puzzle-solving types, and most of them are quite brutal," Yan Chuxue said, sitting on the water ghost and began to remove and put on her earrings one by one. "It's better to say that the proportion of puzzle-solving dungeons is relatively small."
"This classification demonstrates that the focus of a dungeon isn't on death or pursuit, but rather on the completeness of the story," he paused before continuing. "Casual dungeons don't have a focus; they're all about familiarity and relaxation. Role-playing dungeons require players to behave in accordance with their character's settings. The other categories generally have their own rules."
Feng Zhibei held up her chin, lowered her eyes and thought, "Actually, I've been wondering, this dungeon is clearly called Jiangnan Misty Rain... Jiangnan is here, but where's the Misty Rain?"
He looked out the window. "At least there's no rain for now."
"And the dungeon description... mentioned that the people were simple and honest, right?"
He Yutong added weakly, "This... doesn't mean they're simple folks at all. They were clearly the ones dragging people into the water, but they still worship them..."
All in all, there are many inside stories here.
"Feudal superstitions, ghost stories, and the fact that I haven't seen any female residents yet. If we follow the normal game routine, they should be using women for sacrifice, but it's hard to say..."
Feng Zhibei pointed to the broken water tank in the house and said, "Also, there's something in the river. Where does the water they drink come from?"
Yan Chuxue fastened the last earring, stood up and walked towards the water tank.
He lifted the wooden board covering the water tank, and a foul odor immediately filled the house.
He Yutong was almost fainting from the fumes: "This smell is even stronger than a public toilet that hasn't been cleaned for three days."
Feng Zhibei ran far away, holding his nose and asked Yan Chuxue from a distance: "...What's in there?"
Even with a veil covering her face, Yan Chuxue still choked. She quickly covered her mouth and nose and replied muffledly, "...I can't see clearly what it is, but there's a lot of moss growing inside."
After saying this, he quickly put the broken wooden board back on the water tank and ran to Feng Zhibei's side.
Feng Zhibei fanned the air for a long time before the air around him became a little fresher.
He suddenly remembered something: "Did you all drink the medicine at the beginning?"
Yan Chuxue shook her head: "No, that's why that NPC kicked me out."
He Yutong panicked, "I... I didn't drink it. I held it in my mouth for a while, then spit it out when the NPC wasn't paying attention."
"But it took a long time to hold in my mouth. I don't know if anything bad will happen..." He sighed.
Feng Zhibei looked out the window. It was already completely daylight, but apart from the sounds of flowing water and birdsong, there was still no movement outside.
He turned to look at the two people next to him: "While there are few people around now, let's go outside and look for any clues."
Yan Chuxue nodded and was about to open the door.
Feng Zhibei: "Wait, who of you has a rope?"
Yan Chuxue exchanged a thick and strong hemp rope from the mall on the spot and handed it to him.
He Yutong watched Feng Zhibei approach the water ghost sealed by the yellow talisman with a rope, and a bad premonition arose in his heart: "...Brother Feng, what are you going to do?"
Feng Zhibei: "A monkey walking in the water."
He quickly tied up the water ghosts. "They can come ashore at night, but they haven't shown up during the day before, right? This is a good opportunity to see how they run during the day."
He Yutong: "...Brother Yan, what do you think?"
Yan Chuxue stared at the rope and shook her head: "It's not very safe."
"Right! I think so too..."
Before He Yutong could finish, Yan Chuxue added, "You are too weak, and this thing is quite aggressive. It's safest for me to hold it."
He Yutong's pupils trembled, and he began to wonder whether there was something wrong with those two brothers or with himself.
Feng Zhibei looked at Yan Chuxue deeply and handed the other end of the rope to Yan Chuxue. "Okay, then I'll give you this. Take it off after you go out."
Yan Chuxue nodded.
Feng Zhibei pondered secretly in his heart.
Ever since Yan Chuxue obtained the memory of Yan Jingming, her attitude towards herself has changed.
No, it’s not that I feel different about myself, but rather that my whole feeling is different, as if I suddenly have human emotions.
What is in that memory that can cause such a big change in a person?
...And if this continues, if the master is killed in this copy, Yan Chuxue will change again.
Feng Zhibei shook his head, put other thoughts aside for the time being, and followed Yan Chuxue out.
The three of them pushed open the door, and with a creak, a gust of warm wind blew towards them.
The scene in front of him made Feng Zhibei open his eyes wide.
In just one day, it seemed as if the weather here had changed from early spring to late spring, and the temperature was much higher than yesterday.
The willow branches that were just turning yellow yesterday were now covered with green leaves, and the trees were filled with various birds, staring straight in the direction of Feng Zhibei and the others.
Most buildings in Jiangnan are two-story buildings, only Master Ming’s home is one-story, and it is located in a remote area.
All the doors to the buildings were shut, but the lanterns above the doorways were gone.
"It looks like the other players haven't come out yet," Feng Zhibei looked at a house not far away. There were many splattered bloodstains on the white walls.
It should have been left by a player who was attacked by a water ghost.
Yan Chuxue placed the water ghost package in her arms on the blue brick floor, picked up a corner of the cloth and threw it forward. The water ghost rolled out, and the yellow talisman fell down with it.
After spending the entire night on land without entering the water, the water ghost's originally swollen body had shriveled up a lot, and even his hair had become a little dry and looked like it would break if pulled.
Feng Zhibei tied the rope around its neck and torso, similar to a dog leash. Yan Chuxue pulled the other end of the rope in her hand. This strange scene made Feng Zhibei and He Yutong silent.
Not only them, but the audience in the live broadcast room also fell silent after seeing this scene.
The water ghost tied up by the rope staggered to his feet, seemingly completely unaware of his current situation, and raised his head in a daze.
Its entire face is obscured by long hair, making it difficult to tell whether it can actually see.
The three of them did not move, watching the water ghost's head swaying left and right close to the ground.
Suddenly, it raised its head and crawled madly in a certain direction.
"Let's go, keep up!"
Yan Chuxue was dragged forward by the water ghost, and Feng Zhibei and He Yutong followed closely behind.
In the beautiful Jiangnan water town, under the bright daylight, three men in ancient costumes were running in the ancient town with a monster with disheveled hair. The scene was extremely weird.
Feng Zhibei was running when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
They did not get close to the river along the way, but were heading upstream.
The surrounding scenery is almost the same as before, the only change is...
Feng Zhibei slowed down and observed the surrounding environment.
The water flow rate has changed. It is obviously much more turbulent here than downstream, and the sound of the water impact is also much louder.
Yan Chuxue suddenly said, "There's something ahead."
In front of us, a half-collapsed building suddenly appeared among the white walls and green tiles.
The only remaining half of the wall of the small building was black and dark, with no grass growing around it. Half of a tattered red lantern swayed in the wind above the ruins.
The water ghost twisted its body, suddenly screamed, turned its head in a way that no human could do, and bit the rope accurately.
Then it accelerated forward and rushed directly into the half-open door of the building.
Yan Chuxue's face darkened.
Feng Zhibei caught up, walked up to him and looked at the building: "Do you want to go over and take a look?"
"Since I'm here, let's take a look..."
"Wait, wait, do you feel... like there's someone there?"
He Yutong's voice trembled as he pointed to the window on the only wall of the small building.
Feng Zhibei looked in the direction he pointed, and saw something shaking inside the half-rotten wooden window.
He squinted his eyes and the thing swaying inside seemed to be suspended by something.
"It's the man who hanged himself."
As soon as Yan Chuxue finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew over here, sending the shaking objects in the building to the window.
Feng Zhibei's pupils suddenly shrank.
It was a half-rotten female corpse, its entire face covered with corpse spots, black blood flowing from the eye sockets to the corners of the mouth, and an astonishingly long tongue sticking out of the open mouth.
She turned her head stiffly toward the window and blinked.
“Pah.”
A shriveled eyeball fell from its socket.
[Ding! Congratulations on unlocking the hidden storyline! ]
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