Chapter 64
Yi Tu hurried back to the room without waiting for Ying Ying's body to be salvaged.
After the servant brought him new clothes, he couldn't bear it for a moment and took off the damp and sticky clothes.
When Jiang Hanyu followed in, he saw the man taking off his shirt. He pulled his hands over his head and slightly raised his body, revealing his white chest.
The first time he saw it, he was stunned.
Yi Tu has a well-proportioned figure and beautiful skin tones, but most importantly, his skin is so white.
White and delicate, wet with water, two trembling pink spots on a piece of snow, and above that pink, his name was engraved.
The man walked up with a gloomy look and an unclear expression.
Yi Tu noticed someone coming and turned his head vigilantly. Seeing that the person was Jiang Hanyu, he relaxed and threw his wet clothes aside.
"Why are you here?"
Yi Tu reached out to take the clean clothes, but Jiang Hanyu handed them to her first.
"What's so good about a corpse?" The man answered nonchalantly, obviously answering a question that was irrelevant.
Yi Tu didn't notice it at first, and when he came to his senses, the man was still staring at his chest.
"Don't look at it."
Yitu felt uncomfortable when he looked at him, and his skin even felt like it was burning. He had to put on his clothes quickly.
After he put on his clothes, Jiang Hanyu slowly withdrew his gaze.
"Where did you bring this notebook from?"
He saw the cowhide notebook that Yitu had placed aside. It was wet and soaked with water and was thrown on the table.
"This was written by Dong Haoyue specifically for Du Jinyu. It contains the various experiences of Du Jinyu's father during his lifetime."
Yitu changed his pants and quickly opened the leather notebook. He saw that the contents had been soaked in water for a long time and were all blurred.
"It's all wet." Yitu said in a deep voice.
This leather notebook is a key prop. Du Jinyu asked Dong Haoyue to write a lot of spells and formulas on it, each of which has unique insights into different strange things and anecdotes.
One of them is about ghost marriage.
However, before Yitu had time to take a closer look, Dong Haoyue brought him into its world.
"Want to know what's on it?"
Jiang Hanyu saw his disappointed expression and spoke slowly.
Yitu looked at the man, his eyes lit up:
"Do you have a solution?"
This time, Jiang Hanyu rarely teased him and nodded very kindly.
"Bring it here."
He stretched out his hand to Yi Tu. Yi Tu thought for a moment and did not directly hand over the entire cowhide notebook. Instead, he opened it, found a page, tore it off and handed it to him.
"Can this page be restored?"
Jiang Hanyu didn't answer him, but just took the thin page and flicked it gently.
"alright."
Yitu was stunned for a moment. Is this all right?
Jiang Hanyu took a glance at it and put the paper back into his hand. Yi Tu looked down and saw that the ink on the paper had indeed been restored to its original appearance and the content was correct.
How did the man do it? Skill cards or props?
Yitu gave him a suspicious look, but Jiang Hanyu gave him a faint smile.
"Hands are enough."
Yitu: “…”
Hai Ling and his companions came back very quickly and heard the sound before they entered the yard.
"Yingying died in the well, but Yidong climbed out alive." Hailing asked his female companion Huiyin, "Do you think the one who climbed out was a human or a ghost?"
Huiyin didn't say anything, but just looked at the protagonist of the topic who was standing quietly not far away with a strange expression.
Hai Ling noticed something was wrong with her and followed her gaze. Yi Tu gave him a white-toothed smile.
"I am what you say I am."
Hai Ling's face was embarrassed and a little ugly. She waited until the man slowly turned around and went back to the room. Then Hui Yin lowered her voice and asked curiously:
"Brother, can't you smell him?"
As long as Hai Ling's skill card remains in effect, it is impossible for her to be unaware of someone approaching.
Because anyone's scent will be detected by him at the first moment.
But Hai Ling clearly didn't know that the man was standing there. He relied too much on the skill cards and never paid attention to the situation around him.
"What do you think?" Hai Ling glared at her, then a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "The scent on his body has completely disappeared, how come he is still alive?"
Huiyin was also confused about the situation and could only whisper:
"Maybe he's dying."
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It was almost time for dinner when all the players gathered again in this small courtyard.
After everyone was gathered, the dishes were served.
Taishu was the first to speak carefully:
"Tonight is the last night, how about we take turns watching the two grooms?"
"The mandatory mission clearly specifies that the wedding is for four people. You all saw that, didn't you?"
Hai Ling didn't even raise her eyelids, and snorted:
"Yeah, the game was considerate enough to indicate the number of people. Isn't that a hint enough?"
"Do you really think those two grooms are so easy to save?"
Taishu gave him a disapproving look and said, "How do you know if you don't try?"
"Besides, NPCs don't attend weddings. Who among us do you think is suitable to be the groom?"
We are all players, and we all cherish our lives. Who would be willing to sacrifice himself to save others?
Upon hearing this, Hai Ling paused for a moment, then narrowed her fox eyes.
He glanced at Yi Tu who was eating with chopsticks, and suddenly smiled:
"If the ghost bride has chosen her own person, then there's nothing we can do."
Taishu was stunned and didn't react: "Who?"
By the time he reacted, it was too late.
Who else could this person be? Except Yi Dong, who was haunted by ghosts time and time again, and didn't die once, and didn't die twice.
To say that it is because of strong strength and good luck is indeed an exaggeration.
Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on him. Yi Tu's expression didn't change much, but the man next to him suddenly put down his chopsticks.
"What a rotten dish on the table! It's really disgusting."
Jiang Hanyu glanced coldly at everyone present, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
Without even glancing at Hai Ling, whose expression had turned quite ugly, or Tai Shu, who looked extremely embarrassed, he stood up, kicked the chair away, and turned away.
Except for Yi Tu who was still eating, everyone else at the table was frightened.
Song Jingchen quickly came back to his senses and didn't say anything. Instead, Lu Nan, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but say:
"You're a bit too irritable."
Hearing this, Yi Tu paused and suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Nan frowned.
Yitu put down his chopsticks and patted his chest.
"Nothing, just thinking..."
"If I really am the groom chosen by the ghost, there will be a time for you to beg me."
After he said this, he stood up and left, leaving Lu Nan looking at his back in surprise.
"What does he mean?" Lu Nan's face turned pale.
Taishu sighed and advised:
"Why bother? This is the time for us to unite, isn't it?"
Song Jingchen couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "They're all talking nonsense, and yet they're still united."
"Unity, unity!"
Song Jingchen stood up speechlessly and left.
For a moment, only the other five people were left at the table, looking at each other in confusion. Bai Yan was the first to speak:
"It's not a pretty sight to eat, and it's quite troublesome."
Hai Ling sneered, "I didn't say anything."
"You mean something." Bai Yan said immediately.
"Alright, alright!" Taishu was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. "We still have to watch over them tonight! Let's take turns!"
Although they say they take turns, actually people from both the Dong and Du families have to go.
Compared with Shao Feng, Chu Sichi is much less dangerous.
Especially since Du Jinyu could not enter the Dong family ancestral hall, the situation suddenly improved.
Originally, Taishu also wanted to let Shao Feng take shelter in the Dong family's ancestral hall, but who knew that no one could take Shao Feng out of the Du family.
As soon as I walked to the gate of the Du family, I took a step out and looked up, and I was back to the starting point, still at the gate of the Du family.
Confused?
There was no way Du Jinyu would let Shao Feng leave the Du family, and Bai Yan, this living container, was still in the process of being repaired and there was no way to open it again.
They had no choice but to take turns looking at Shao Feng.
When night fell, the entire Du family fell into silence.
There were more than thirty people in total, and the doors of every courtyard were closed. Only in Shao Feng's courtyard was there still an oil lamp on.
The nine players took turns drawing lots. Except for Bai Yan and Bai Yan, Hai Ling and Hui Yin must be together, the others could be together at will.
One person from the Dong family goes, and the Du family changes shifts every two hours.
Yi Tu and Song Jingchen drew the first lot and were to guard Shao Feng from 8 to 10 o'clock.
However, Jiang Hanyu drew the Dong family's lot, so he just had to go and look after Chu Sichi alone.
When the man drew this lot, Song Jingchen was extremely envious.
After Madam Hui's death, the Dong family was not safe, and it was a waste of Jiang Hanyu's talent to go and look after them.
That being said, this is the only decision we can make for the sake of fairness.
Song Jingchen dragged the quilt, and Yitu held the lamp for him in front. The shadows of the trees were swaying along the way, and he was afraid that something would jump out.
"Why didn't you choose to be grouped with him?" Yi Tu suddenly thought of something and asked.
Song Jingchen didn't understand what he meant, "What?"
"Didn't he want to take you to the card room?" Yitu asked in a different way.
Song Jingchen understood now and sighed:
"Brother Jiang has never brought anyone to the card room. As long as I can survive after I get out, that's all that matters."
"Is it so miserable?" Yitu couldn't help laughing.
"Yeah." Song Jingchen was also quite helpless, "But I also want to rely more on myself. Brother Jiang and the others will only let me face it on my own."
It's not just Jiang Hanyu who thinks this way, but all the senior players at the top look down on the weak.
Unless you stand shoulder to shoulder with them, you will never have the chance to be taken seriously.
"The strong can save themselves, and only saints can save others." Yi Tu looked into the distance.
Who doesn't want to be strong? It's just a matter of standing shoulder to shoulder.
As soon as the two arrived at Shao Feng's yard, Shao Feng rushed out of the room in a hurry when he heard the noise.
"Why are you here just now? You're so slow!"
He was wearing thin underwear, rubbing his arms with his hands, and his face was an ugly sallow color.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up! I'm so sleepy. I haven't had a good sleep in several nights."
Shao Feng turned back to the house after he finished speaking. Song Jingchen's voice trembled slightly:
"There's a ghost handprint around his neck, but he doesn't feel it?"
Yitu shook his head and said, "Let's go in first."
Shao Feng's room was covered with bloody handprints, and it felt extremely cold as soon as he entered.
Yitu did not mention the ghost handprint on his neck, nor did he allow Song Jingchen to tell him.
Shao Feng's mental state is on the verge of collapse and he can't stand any disturbance.
Yi Tu even suspected that Du Jinyu could have taken Shao Feng's life long ago, but he had been delaying doing so just to torture Shao Feng.
Looking at Shao Feng's current appearance, he is indeed not far from becoming a ghost.
Since there was only one bed in the room, it was not enough for three grown men to sleep on it.
Although Shao Feng was so scared that he wanted the three of them to squeeze together, Song Jingchen couldn't stand the excitement of coming face to face with a ghost after sleeping for a while.
He and Yitu brought quilts and slept on the floor, although it was only temporary.
After the three of them rested, the room became quiet.
Shao Feng on the bed curled up tightly in the quilt, while Yi Tu under the bed also wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
Song Jingchen, who was beside him, accidentally touched his cold hand and couldn't help feeling a little scared.
Could what Hai Ling said be true?
The more Song Jingchen thought about it, the more frightened he became. In order to avoid being discovered by Yi Tu, he gently turned over.
However, when he turned over, he met a pair of scarlet eyes.
Song Jingchen froze in place, not daring to breathe.
The dark mass was hiding under Shao Feng's bed, grinning at him.
What the fuck is this?
Song Jingchen was so scared that his mind went blank and he could only watch the thing crawling towards him little by little.
Shao Feng turned over on the bed and shouted, "It's so cold."
Yi Tu looked up at him, and the moment she lowered her head, she suddenly found that Song Jingchen's body was leaning forward in a twisted posture, as if he was trying to get under the bed.
"Xiao Song?"
Yitu didn't lie down, he sat and read the page.
Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly put down the things in his hands and tried to pull Song Jingchen's body, but it was very stiff and he couldn't move it.
Oh no.
Yitu's heart sank. There must be something under the bed. He couldn't look under the bed.
"Xiao Song."
He called Song Jingchen's name, but as expected, there was no response.
Seeing that Song Jingchen was about to crawl under the bed, Yi Tu got up without thinking and slapped Shao Feng's bed hard.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Shao Feng was awakened by the shock, holding his heart and looking at him in shock.
"What are you doing! Are you crazy?!"
Yi Tu didn't have time to deal with him. He tried to pull Song Jingchen's body again, and this time he dragged him back easily.
"Fuck..." Song Jingchen's voice was trembling when he came back to his senses.
"Bed, is there something under the bed?!"
Shao Feng noticed something, his face changed, and he jumped up from the bed.
Yitu tried to comfort her, "It's just a mouse. It just ran away."
Shao Feng didn't believe it at all and ran down screaming.
"I knew there was something down there! There must be something! Every night I'm being oppressed by a ghost and can't breathe. It's trying to kill me!"
Song Jingchen was still in shock when he got up, but he couldn't speak. What had just happened almost scared him to death.
Yitu had no choice but to say in a stiff tone:
"If you don't believe me, why are we still here to keep watch? Just leave now."
Shao Feng's expression changed drastically, "Don't!"
"Don't!"
Shao Feng suddenly grabbed his hand and forced a smile, which was uglier than crying.
"I believe it, I believe it. Master, please don't leave. I'm really afraid of death."
"Then go back to bed."
Yitu frowned and brushed his hand away.
Shao Feng had no choice but to return to bed, his face still full of doubt:
"Can't you guys just let someone else look after me?"
"Aren't some of them quite powerful? Why don't they come?"
Yitu glanced at him and said calmly, "It's not time yet."
Shao Feng was stunned, but finally calmed down after being fooled by him.
Yitu finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him calm down.
The practice of drawing lots for rotation is indeed a bit unacceptable. Even if everyone comes together, they may not be able to save Shao Feng, let alone him and Song Jingchen.
But precisely because everyone knows this, the game marks the number of people in the wedding, just to make players protect the two grooms at all costs.
Something is bound to go wrong during the process of life-saving. Everyone has selfish motives, and no one wants to be the first one, so the decision of drawing lots was made.
I can only find a way to get through these two hours.
After what happened before, Song Jingchen dared not let his guard down.
He released his second-level apostle card - the Spirit Butterfly, and two small transparent butterflies shining with blue light circled around the two of them.
Song Jingchen told Yi Tu that this little butterfly would block damage or serve as a warning when danger came.
However, the existence of the Spirit Butterfly is limited, only half an hour.
Yitu didn't think half an hour was short, it was enough for them to endure for a while.
At this moment, a message popped up on his game panel.
[Jiang Hanyu: Is anyone still there?]
After seeing this, Yi Tu was speechless for a moment.
Is this a human question?
【Yi Tu:......】
【Jiang Hanyu: Oh, still here.】
【Jiang Hanyu: Where's Song? 】
【Yitu: I almost died just now.】
Even though he expressed it so tactfully, knowing what Song Jingchen had just experienced, the man was still as straight as a fool, terrifyingly stubborn.
【Jiang Hanyu: Oh, as long as it's still there.】
When Yi Tu was hesitating whether to tell Jiang Hanyu about the situation here, the man sent another message.
【Jiang Hanyu: I am in danger.】
Seeing this, Yitu felt relieved instantly.
Even though Jiang Hanyu is currently at the Dong family, it doesn't mean he can't teleport here.
Those big wings really give me a sense of security.
Thinking of this, Yitu couldn't help but ask Song Jingchen, "How many points do divine weapons and items cost?"
Song Jingchen looked at him strangely, wondering why he suddenly asked this.
"It will probably take several million JR points to reach the God level from the first level."
"Brother, why are you asking this suddenly?"
Yitu was instantly covered by a mask of pain. How could he earn millions of JR points even if he worked like a slave?
Thinking about the hundreds of thousands of points he had now, Yitu gave up the idea as soon as possible.
"So how much does it cost for a session, Brother Jiang?"
Song Jingchen was shocked when he heard this, "What?"
Wrap it once? How do you wrap it?!
Yi Tu was thinking so seriously that he didn't pay attention to his choice of words at all. By the time he realized what he was thinking, Song Jingchen had already misunderstood.
He smiled slightly and said, "I'm talking about taking someone to the poker room. How much is it per session?"
Song Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I don't know. He hasn't been kept by anyone yet."
"You can talk to me about the price."
Yitu felt that what he said made some sense, but he really didn't dare to say it.
Even though he coveted the divine weapon, and even thought that if he couldn't get the weapon, he would be able to become the owner of the weapon.
Now it seems that he has become obsessed, and we can only think about it.
What Yitu didn't realize was that at this time, in the interactive area of the card room, the players were kindly passing on his wonderful idea.
Anonymous player 231: Oh my god, this is hilarious! Hahahaha, what kind of a gimmick is it to sponsor your own spouse?
Anonymous Player 340: Oh, if there really is a price, I would also like to try it once!
Anonymous player 2211: Do family members still clearly negotiate prices? (dog head.jpg) This makes me laugh to death, hahahaha
Anonymous player 1396: Calling Shan and Big Brother, your wife said she wants to keep you (dog head.jpg)
Anonymous player 3141: Isn't this guy a single player? Many high-level players will go alone to the poker table, unless he is a top player (spreading hands.jpg)
Anonymous player 388: To be honest, this rich lady has guaranteed me success in this game. It felt really good. I was able to complete the whole game by just lying down. Hehehe, it was just a bit expensive.
Anonymous player 496: It's not worth it, my family. The boss is asking for such a high price, it's better to live on your own. Anyway, this is how I have always lived. (tears.jpg)
Anonymous player 470: I want to do it too!!! Can you also include other services!!! Like bed warming or something? (poking hand.jpg)
Anonymous player 499: ???? Sister, are you crazy?
Yi Tu and Song Jingchen stayed in Shao Feng's room and became alert after chatting for a few words.
He was afraid that more ghosts would appear around him, and at this moment, another message popped up on his game panel.
He was stunned. Something happened to Jiang Hanyu?
However, after opening it, he found that it was not Jiang Hanyu who was in trouble, but him!
[Jiang Hanyu: You want to keep me? Smile]
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