Chapter 56: Dwarf Hut (Part 3)
All the players were startled and looked towards the door warily.
It was already pitch black outside the window, with only faint red dots moving in the forest.
The red dot got closer and closer until a small figure appeared at the window illuminated by the dim light.
Feng Zhibei's hair stood on end and he couldn't help but take a step back.
This was a crow with only half of its body left. Its rotten feathers were stuck together by red and yellow dirt, and its blue and black intestines were dragged all over the ground.
The crow tilted its head and stared at the people in the house with its red eyes. Suddenly, it opened its mouth, screamed, and swooped towards the window.
Several players standing close to the window shuddered.
Feng Zhibei looked at the crow that was gradually turning into blood, and his brows gradually furrowed.
The knocking on the door stopped for a long time, then sounded again, this time more urgent.
“Boom, boom, boom.”
But no one came forward to open the door.
Those who can enter the four-star dungeon are not novices, so they will naturally not commit suicidal acts such as opening the door to monsters.
As long as you are inside, you are safe.
After a brief shock, the other players started looking for clues again.
Feng Zhibei carefully avoided the broken pieces of cutlery under his feet and slowly left the long table.
Suddenly, a pale hand grabbed him.
“……?!”
Feng Zhibei suddenly withdrew his hand, stepped back quickly and looked up.
Yan Chuxue lay among the roses, turning her head mechanically.
His eyes were not open, but his hands were waving in the direction of Feng Zhibei and Hela, which was both terrifying and funny.
Tang Shui glanced over here unintentionally and almost fainted from fright.
Yan Chuxue originally had fair skin, but now it was even a little bluish and purple, almost like a dead person.
...and the dead man's arms were still flying around in the air.
Feng Zhibei took a deep breath.
——Why is this guy still making trouble even though he is in this state?!
Many players were stunned.
"This is... why is this princess still awake?"
“How scary…”
Feng Zhibei rubbed the arm that was touched.
The thorn patterns on the arm were faintly visible, and there was a slight tingling sensation under the skin.
At the door, the knocking started again. Before the thing outside knocked for the second time, Feng Zhibei was already annoyed.
He walked towards the door, raised his hand and knocked hard.
"I'm really impressed. Knocking on someone's door so late at night, are you crazy?"
There was silence, a suffocating silence.
Jin Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Zhibei with curiosity in his eyes.
The thing knocking on the door seemed to be frightened and did not respond for a long time. Only when Feng Zhibei was about to leave the door did a faint sound come.
"...Brothers and sisters, can you let me in? Grandma and I are lost..."
The crew-haired boy listened attentively, somewhat uncertainly, "Is that a little girl's voice? Is that an NPC outside?"
Feng Zhibei continued, "It could also be a little monster that ate the little girl's vocal cords."
Someone gasped.
"Just don't open the door. Get through tonight and look for clues outside tomorrow."
Jinyu shook his sleeves.
Feng Zhibei touched his chin and denied it, "No."
Someone subconsciously asked, "Why not? Isn't it always safe to close the door?"
Feng Zhibei pointed at Yan Chuxue, who was lying in the coffin and waving her arms. "...Guess what, I can move my body tonight, but what will it be like tomorrow night?"
"We would be in greater danger if we were to waste this night."
Yan Chuxue's eyes were still closed, but her eyelids were shaking violently, as if she was about to wake up.
In such a short period of time, disputes of all sizes broke out among the players, which was exactly what Ji Ling wanted.
Ji Ling in the backstage supported her chin with her hand and curled the corners of her mouth.
In the center of the space, an empty transparent coffin was placed. Although there was nothing inside, long blue lines were connected to the coffin and disappeared at a certain direction.
In the small house, Feng Zhibei stood in front of the door, communicating with the things outside the door through the air.
A group of players gathered around and the atmosphere was very tense.
"Who are you? Why are you here? Who is your grandmother?"
Three soul-searching questions are thrown out in succession.
A weak voice came from outside the door: "My name is Xiaojie. My grandma and I went to the forest to pick mushrooms. But we didn't expect it to get dark so early today. The forest was too dark and I couldn't see clearly, so I got separated from my grandma..."
The voice paused for a moment, then continued, "My grandma... who is my grandma... grandma..."
Feng Zhibei was silent.
He turned to the players gathered around him and said, "Don't open the door yet."
Because something outside the door is trying to come in.
Black mud kept coming out from the cracks in the wooden door, struggling to squeeze into the house from the narrow space.
Feng Zhibei sighed and spoke seriously in a didactic tone.
"If you can't find your grandma, why did you come to us? Didn't anyone tell you to stand there and wait if you get lost from your parents?"
The mad rush of black mud suddenly stopped.
"A child who tells lies will have to swallow ten thousand needles..."
Feng Zhibei's eyes were dark and unclear, and he reached out to the black mud.
The black mud suddenly retreated, and there were tinkling sounds and a girl's faint scream from outside the door.
Feng Zhibei turned around and looked at the expressions of the crowd. His expression paused, and then he became a little confused. "Why are you all looking at me like that? I didn't do anything."
Jin Yu smiled and nodded, "That's right, you just chatted with the alienated NPC for a few words."
He looked at Yan Chuxue, who was shaking her arms constantly. "It seems that this person has been partially assimilated by the dungeon. Like other NPCs, they will be transformed at night."
"I just don't know what that thing outside was. Picking mushrooms? Picking mushrooms in a place like this..."
Jin Yu seemed to have thought of something and his smile faded a little.
Feng Zhibei checked again and made sure the door of the cabin was locked, then walked towards the stairs further inside.
To their surprise, the cabin on the first floor was very small, but the second floor was surprisingly large.
The red and blue walls are quite unrealistic. The long corridor is lined with rooms one after another, as if entering another time and space through the stairs.
All the rooms have the same structure, a bed, simple furniture, and a small window.
The windows were covered with dust and I couldn't see outside at all.
They checked all the rooms, except the first one from the left which could not be opened.
The sun rises from the horizon, illuminating the entire forest.
Yan Chuxue finally let go of her arms, which had been shaking all night, and resumed her prayer posture with her hands clasped together.
The players pulled chairs away from the long table and sat on them.
After working all night, apart from figuring out the structure of the cabin, there were no other useful clues.
Everyone here has experienced many dungeons and is well aware of the difficulty of four-star dungeons, but this is the first time they have encountered such a Waterloo, so it is inevitable that they feel a little discouraged.
Moreover, the flow of time in this copy is extremely abnormal.
The sun had just risen not long ago, and it was already morning. The sunlight shone into the house through the window, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.
If you ignore the coffin that stands out on the table.
After sunrise, Feng Zhibei touched the rose in the coffin again, and this time his health points did not decrease.
So all the strange changes were because it was night in the wilderness.
He shook his head irritably, shaking off the loose hair on his forehead.
Ji Ling clearly wanted one of him and Yan Chuxue to die.
Either the witch wins and the princess is recovered, or the princess wakes up and the witch is recovered.
...Or even worse, the princess didn't wake up, and the witch was discovered by the dwarves. Then Wilderness Meimei recovered the power of the two, and in this case, there would be no one who could restrain Ji Ling.
No one can actually log out of the game.
Feng Zhibei touched the pocket through the cloth, and found a few hard objects inside.
After he confirmed that these things were still there, he shifted his focus to talking to other players.
The boy with a crew cut calls himself Azhi, and is a brother of another boy with half-long hair, Aming.
The two of them were facing each other, thinking about their next strategy.
"Find the witch...Who did the witch curse last night?"
Feng Zhibei raised his hand, his expression as calm as ever, "You cursed me."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
The audience was shocked.
What is he talking about? Has he ever done anything like this?
[It seems... not... right...? ]
[So is he just talking nonsense now, or did he really curse himself while we weren't paying attention?]
There was silence in the hut for a few seconds, and then a few players bravely asked.
"What curse is it?"
"How does it feel to be cursed?"
Feng Zhibei pulled up his sleeves, revealing his fair arms.
The tender red thorn patterns on the skin are particularly obvious.
He had asked Yan Chuxue before if this was the case for everyone after being punished.
The answer is no. The patterns on his body should be a special mark of the wilderness and have never appeared before.
So he decided to take a gamble.
"That's it... Last night, just before dawn, I suddenly felt a headache and a burning sensation in my hands. When I looked, this thing came out."
Feng Zhibei showed the pattern on his arm to everyone.
"I... I don't know what happened. Maybe it's a curse. When I stopped having a headache, only the pattern was left on it."
Amin looked at his arm, examined it for a long moment, and then slowly uttered a sentence, "It does look like some kind of curse..."
Jin Yu hesitated to speak, and finally nodded in agreement.
Feng Zhibei pulled his sleeves down again.
He didn't use up his cursed quota yesterday. Even if some players don't believe it, they have no evidence.
His skin covered with the patterns was still stinging and slightly red.
Feng Zhibei narrowed his eyes and rubbed his arm.
This situation only occurs after entering this copy.
I guess Ji Ling is up to something again.
…Next, I need to pay attention to the condition of my arm.
The sun was high in the sky, and there was not much daylight left.
Jin Yu opened the door first and said that they had to go out and explore other clues today.
Since an NPC came knocking on the door yesterday, it means that there must be someone living nearby, and that person must have clues.
But what happened after opening the door stunned everyone.
A little girl in old clothes fell to the ground, her face covered with abnormal bruises, and black blood stained the ground in front of the door.
There was a small bamboo basket scattered around her, with a few withered fungi in it. A few crows were pecking at the food beside her. When they saw the door open, they all turned their heads towards the door.
The red eyeballs rolled around twice, and finally stopped their gaze behind the players.
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Thank you everyone (bow). I wasn't in a good mood today, so I'm a little late! Tomorrow is a workday, so I'll update the next day, my darlings!
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