Chapter 118 The Infinite Player's Ghost Wife
Even new players who have just joined the escape game know the importance of "light".
Whether it is ghosts, monsters, or indescribable terrifying creatures, their frequency and lethality in the dark are far greater than in the light, so that players have a tendency to move towards light and feel safer in bright places.
Even though the existence of the lamp had no effect on the ghost, after Xie Qing extinguished it, the other players' hearts trembled, and they also understood what Xie Qing meant.
What kind of atmosphere do ghosts like the most? Of course, a pitch-black place.
The ghost woman wearing luxurious clothes and with pearl hairpins all over her head rushed towards Xie Qing again using her hands and feet. The faint candlelight suddenly flickered in front of her eyes, causing her to subconsciously pause for a moment. When she wanted to pounce again, she found that her body was beginning to lose control.
In the corner, a woman with long burgundy curly hair was stretching out her hand, pulling the ghost into the air.
These two things happened almost at the same moment. Xie Qing took advantage of the opportunity to withdraw and threw something at the Ghost Mistress.
The ghost mistress forcibly broke free from the traction and looked at the person who was controlling her. The woman in the corner fell back half a step, her scalp tingling and she subconsciously wanted to escape.
At this moment, the ghost mistress suddenly screamed, and the fear in her voice was very obvious. She quickly turned into a ghost and hid back in the backyard.
All the players breathed a sigh of relief after the danger was averted inexplicably. The fat man patted his chest with some lingering fear and crawled out from the corner.
The fat man immediately asked, "What did you throw at her? She ran away like she saw a ghost."
Everyone looked at Xie Qing. This was a way to drive away ghosts, and maybe it could increase everyone's survival rate.
“A scent sachet made by the bride-to-be.”
Xie Qing's heartbeat gradually returned to normal rhythm, and he thanked the woman who had just helped him.
"You're welcome. I can't bear to see the innocent man die. After all, I won't meet two of them in my lifetime."
The woman shrugged and made a joke.
The girl wearing headphones asked anxiously, "What's the principle? Is there a talisman or something like that in the sachet?"
The fat man immediately said: "I know, they must be afraid of her. I just heard a clue."
The man in the sweatshirt was so annoyed by the noise that his head was about to explode. He couldn't help but say, "Wait a minute, can we take it slow so that everyone can figure it out and avoid another tragedy?"
None of them were players who had played two or three dungeons and had some experience. They introduced themselves to each other on the first day of the meeting and decided on the division of labor. But someone died that night, and the six people became five. So on the second night, which is tonight, they decided to gather in the lobby to share the clues they collected during the day.
Everyone returned to the main hall, and after they sat down, the woman spoke: "Let's start with the important clues."
Everyone agreed and looked at the fat man.
The fat man replied, "I just came out of the main courtyard and searched the account book. Later, I saw Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin enter the room, so I went over to eavesdrop. Mrs. Lin asked Mr. Lin if the price increase was going smoothly. She also said that she originally thought the bride was a money-loser, but she didn't expect that she was more valuable than a woman, so the bride is actually a man! The account book I found shows that they have recently received a large sum of money, which is the money from selling daughters and sons."
Man in sweatshirt: "That's all? Is this the big clue?"
The fat man was surprised: "Knowing the gender of the bride is not important? Then we know the motive. He is a man, and his parents wanted to sell him to an old man as a second wife, so he killed everyone in anger. That's why the ghost was afraid of the sachet."
The girl with headphones said delicately, "Are you sure he is a man? It's not impossible that he is bisexual."
Xie Qing was choked by his saliva, while others were shocked or confused.
Fatty: "Does this kind of gender really exist in the world? College students, tell me what you think."
Xie Qing groaned: "Perhaps it is really possible. Humans have not yet completely cracked the genetic code."
The man in the sweatshirt was mad: "I can't stand it anymore. Why are you guys going off topic? Let's get back to the main topic!"
Lin Zhi, who was being talked about, sat next to Xie Qing and pressed his eyebrows.
The players were completely unaware that the big boss they were discussing was right next to them, and continued their discussion and putting together the clues.
The fat man found the account book and overheard the conversation. Xie Qing found where the bride's biological mother, Aunt Chen, lived. From the traces in the house, he found that Aunt Chen might have met with an accident. He learned from the maid that the mother and daughter had a good relationship.
The girl with headphones discovered a crazy woman locked in the backyard and learned about the past in which the mistress killed her concubine's son.
The red-haired woman discovered that the bride-to-be was not staying at home voluntarily, but was being watched and even starved on purpose so that she would not have the strength to escape.
Man in sweatshirt: "Now the situation is very clear. There is no doubt that the bride is the core of the dungeon. What did she do on the wedding day caused many people to die here. Only by eliminating her can we pass the level."
The red-haired woman looked at Xie Qing and said, "Where did you get the sachet? When I went there, the courtyard was guarded and I couldn't get in."
Xie Qing responded: "In Aunt Chen's dressing table, there is a birthday blessing note in the sachet. It can be known that this is a gift embroidered by the bride for her mother. Since this is the boss's thing, it should be useful, so I took it."
The fat man was surprised: "The clues were not complete during the day, and you knew that the bride was the boss? And you were so reckless to carry his things with you? The first day I saw the eldest master of the Lin family, his expression was very strange. I thought he fell in love with his half-sister, so he killed everyone and guessed that he was the boss."
Clues will not come to you, and players need to actively search for them, so no one can make a conclusion at the beginning.
Xie Qing's lips curled up slightly: "Intuition."
The long-haired woman narrowed her eyes and asked, "You know it's something belonging to an evil spirit, but you still dare to carry it with you. Aren't you afraid of being targeted?"
The man in the sweatshirt nodded. "The last instance I was in was also in ancient times. Someone took a hairpin from a ghost, and ended up being possessed by the ghost. He used the hairpin to commit suicide."
All the tokens related to evil spirits are very dangerous, unless they are things that can kill ghosts. Players who have survived two copies already have a sense of crisis, so they are surprised by Xie Qing's actions.
Xie Qing held a coin between his fingers, threw it into the air and caught it, playing with it repeatedly. After hearing this, he said happily: "It's half good and half bad. I threw the coin and the number was up, so it's a good omen."
He opened the palm of his other hand, and the slightly worn sachet appeared in his hand again.
The fat guy closest to him almost flew off his seat, his mouth twitching as he said, “When the hell did you pick it up!”
"Maybe I can reuse it. After all, I'm weak and can't take care of myself, so I need an amulet."
Xie Qing leisurely put the things into his pocket and looked at everyone with a smile on his face.
Everyone has different opinions. Some people think that ghost things do more harm than good, while others think that Xie Qing is very brave for actually taking them.
Because there had just been a ghost attack, everyone was afraid to go back to sleep and planned to stay here all night. It was boring to sit there, so the fat man started talking.
"Xie Qing, what's wrong with your talent? Is it just turning off the lights?"
The fat man was particularly curious about this matter. He was always outspoken and asked without any scruples.
How the game could give him such a talent, he simply couldn't understand.
The others pricked up their ears, and even the sleepy girl opened her eyes.
"Almost. You can steal the light for your own use, but once you use it, it's gone."
Xie Qing also answered readily. He raised his hand and extinguished another candle outside the house.
He spread out his palms, and a faint light flickered in his hands, then went out after a while.
Girl with headphones: "Hmm...it looks like there's something special..."
Long-haired woman: "It's useless..."
Man in sweatshirt: "The beauty of missing brain stem."
The fat man asked sincerely, "Doesn't this game want you to survive? The candle is burning there and it can keep shining. If you steal it, it will go out and you have to light it again. This will not only make the ghosts more excited, but also make the monsters die of joy. This is not a buffet, and it is useless during the day."
"If it's a solar-powered lamp or an electric lamp, can you use it to debug the bug?"
Xie Qing discussed with him: "I tried it in the last world. I had to press the switch repeatedly, but I haven't encountered this with solar energy yet."
The fat man's face was full of sympathy: "Dude, you have such a good attitude."
Xie Qing sighed softly: "There are always people who are outwardly sad. This is the trouble of us innocent men."
Having said that, he didn't look distressed at all, which made the fat man even more puzzled.
Lin Zhi sat on the other side of Xie Qing, with a thoughtful look on his face.
This talent may sound a bit useless, but if you can store enough light, it might be very effective in this dangerous world where most monsters are afraid of light.
"Although I don't have much combat power, fortunately I have a speed bonus, which makes me a nimble fat man. Xie Qing has explained everything, so why don't you tell me too? Maybe a combination of skills will be effective against evil spirits."
The fat man looked at the man in the sports shirt. Yesterday, he and Xie Qing were the only ones who didn't talk about talent, but now Xie Qing has talked about it. For the sake of cooperation, it would be good for everyone to understand more.
The man in the sweatshirt didn't hide it. "I can set up a fixed safe zone and teleport there."
Dongdong, the girl with headphones, has the talent of building a defensive air wall; Xu Rui, the fat man, has the talent of extraordinary speed; Hongyu, the long-haired woman, has the talent of traction; Qian San, the man in sportswear, has the talent of having three burrows.
In contrast, Xie Qing's swallowing of light seemed so abstract and helpless.
However, he was the most relaxed among the group, not at all nervous as if he was in danger.
The coin swayed back and forth between Xie Qing's fingers. He looked outside the hall and felt that there seemed to be fog around him.
Lin Zhi noticed his gaze. The mist surging around him became thicker and thicker, and could be vaguely seen by humans.
Lin Zhi circled the mist with his fingertips and stood up to leave.
A cold wind blew through the hall, and Xie Qing vaguely saw the figure of a young man in black in the thin mist, but it seemed like it was just his illusion.
In the main courtyard of the Lin family, the mistress, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, looked at the young man who suddenly arrived with resentment and fear, and shrank back because of his premature awakening.
Mr. Lin's ghost stood there numbly with empty eyes.
"Cancel the engagement tomorrow. Say I'm sick and need a happy wedding."
The mistress was a little stunned, as if she didn't understand how things had changed. This incident was not in her memory when she was alive.
"Don't worry about the rules, I am the rule, do as I say."
The grayish-white mist wrapped around the ghost woman's body and turned into fine needles that pierced into the ghost's body.
The mistress wailed in pain and nodded repeatedly with a stiff face.
Lin Zhi withdrew his gaze, and mist poured out of his body, spreading to every corner of the mansion.
All the ghosts opened their eyes at the same moment, muttering in low voices with empty eyes.
"Auspicious."
"Auspicious."
"Auspicious."
The repeated and overlapping sounds converge like mosquitoes and flies flapping their wings at night.
The players gathered in the hall and took a nap. Dongdong, who was chosen to stay up all night, yawned out of boredom while wearing headphones.
Lin Zhi opened his eyes. Things went more smoothly than he had imagined.
He thought that he would be blocked by the infinite game if he modified the gameplay and changed the clearance mode, but in fact it was not the case. It seemed that his will was the will of the copy.
Lin Zhi instinctively tried to trace the source, but because there was too little information, she put it aside for the time being.
According to normal dungeon gameplay, players should find clues about the truth of his death tomorrow, and through those clues find a way to eliminate him and pass the level, but now everything has changed.
He came specifically to find the ghost of the mistress because her resentment was deeper than that of other ghosts, and she still had some consciousness. She was not completely his puppet, and he needed to give her some instructions to prevent her from making mistakes.
Before I knew it, the sky was bright.
Dongdong hung the headphones around his neck and stretched.
Hongyu tilted her head and asked, "Where did you get this headset? Did you exchange it for points?"
Dong Dong: "He came in with me. I guess he got his blood on him."
The fat man asked, "Can we still play music?"
Dong Dong rolled his eyes. "Can this question be more stupid? Do I connect to the Bluetooth of the underworld? Just use it as a noise-canceling headset. Points can be exchanged for listening time, but I don't want to be so extravagant. Although 10,000 points are a long way off, I may not live to see that time."
Her voice dropped as she spoke the last sentence.
The fat man said cheerfully: "It's a second life anyway. The worst that can happen is reincarnation. It's not a loss."
Qian San said sullenly: "I don't want to be resurrected, that goal is too far away, but I don't want to disappear."
"Same, I don't want to be resurrected at all, but I don't want to die either, so let's just muddle along like this."
Hongyu lifted her slightly curly long hair, and a lit cigarette suddenly appeared in her hand. She took a deep breath, looking immersed in nicotine.
One disposable cigarette costs five points. Dongdong couldn't help typing on the computer in her mind. She only got sixty points to buy twelve cigarettes after escaping from the beast in the last copy. It was too luxurious. Dongdong chose to close her eyes and not look.
Xie Qing was tossing coins out of boredom. Dong Dong asked, "You're not exchanging this for points, are you?"
Xie Qing was surprised: "Of course not, it's also stained with my blood."
Dongdong looked as if he knew it. A permanent coin in the points mall costs 100 points and has no use. How could anyone buy it?
"Let me take a look at today's fortune. The handwriting is bad, but the flowers are good."
Xie Qing murmured, tossed the coin into the air, and then caught it steadily.
"Looks like today is our lucky day."
Xie Qing looked at the flower on the coin with a cheerful tone.
There was a slight noisy sound coming from outside the hall. The players stood alertly, and everyone was ready to escape. Only Xie Qing stood there lazily.
The pale-faced servants carried a large red coffin in expressionlessly, ignoring the people in the room.
The cut-out wedding characters and red silk were held in the basket, ready to be used to decorate the wedding hall.
The open coffin fell to the ground with a dull sound. Inside was a mandarin duck-patterned quilt, so bright red that it was blinding.
The fat man couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms. He felt scared all over. The gloomy atmosphere of a wedding was sometimes more terrifying than that of a funeral.
A woman with hairpins and rings all over her head walked in from outside. She had drawn eyebrows and put on rouge, but she didn't look much better. Instead, her face looked more stiff and lifeless.
Her robe seemed somewhat empty, and the decoration on her head seemed as if it would crush her head at any moment.
The female ghost who had been chasing them with her hands and feet last night had regained her human form. The players did not hide their solemn expressions, and the fat man even took a step back when she approached.
Xie Qing: "Isn't Mrs. Lin marrying off her daughter? What does this mean?"
"My daughter is seriously ill, and the engagement is cancelled. We need a happy wedding."
Mrs. Lin's words were not fluent, and her eyes were fixed on Xie Qing.
The players looked at each other, caught off guard by this sudden turn of events. They thought they had sorted out the causes and consequences last night, but they didn't expect there to be another twist?
Dong Dong: "Why is the young lady sick? Can we go visit her?"
Mrs. Lin repeated: "We need a wedding to bring good luck."
Qian San's scalp tingled as he asked, "Who do you need to bring good luck to you?"
"you."
Mrs. Lin raised her hand and pointed at Xie Qing.
Everyone looked at Xie Qing with sympathy and observed a moment of silence for him.
The fat man blurted out subconsciously: "But isn't your daughter a boy?"
Mrs. Lin ignored him and grinned with a malicious look in her eyes: "The happy coffin suppresses the darkness and the marriage is eternal."
The servants carrying the coffin, the boys working on the silk, and the maids attending the wedding ceremony all looked at the groom, their lips raised exaggeratedly and their eyes empty.
Being stared at by a pair of dull eyes feels more like intimidation than a blessing.
Xie Qing sincerely suggested: "It seems inappropriate to force a sale, right?"
Mrs. Lin's bones made crisp sounds and she looked at Xie Qing with a twisted look, as if she was about to pounce on him like she did last night.
Xie Qing immediately changed his words: "It is only natural that the parents and the matchmaker decide the marriage. Mother-in-law, you are too polite. You don't have to wish me a happy new year now."
"Tonight at the beginning of the Xu hour, worship heaven and earth."
Mrs. Lin straightened the skull expressionlessly and went about decorating other parts of the body.
After she left, the players immediately left the decorated hall and stood in an empty corner, watching everyone in the mansion busy with the wedding.
Qian San: "You shouldn't be wearing that sachet."
Dong Dong: "What a fucking lucky day."
The fat man muttered: "So he is a man, why does he need a man to bring good luck?"
Hongyu looked at Xie Qing who was deep in thought and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"It's your first marriage, so be careful when killing the bride."
Xie Qing was a little distressed. He looked up and saw that his teammates all had serious expressions. He spoke instead to liven up the atmosphere.
"Meeting is fate. Today is my big day. Don't look so sad. We are all short of money, so you don't have to contribute. As my relatives at this moment, you can sit at the main table and eat."
Xie Qing hummed a song, singing "Who is my bride?"
In the dark place where the sun doesn't reach, 01 hey, I can't help but sing along.
[You are his bride~ Hehehe~ You are always by his side~]
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