Chapter 119: The Infinite Player's Ghost Wife
The slightly cheerful tone of voice diluted the dull atmosphere a little. Lin Zhi, who was leaning against the wall, looked at Xie Qing with interest.
Xie Qing has a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and when he smiles, he gives people a feeling of being free and optimistic.
His extroversion is different from true cheerfulness. No matter how lively a person is, he will not show no distress when encountering such a thing.
Xie Qing didn't try too hard to adjust the atmosphere, and it seemed like he really didn't take it too seriously.
Not everyone's sadness is outwardly visible. No matter who sees Xie Qing, no one would think that he has a past that can be called tragic.
The more so, the more elusive it becomes.
Lin Zhi knew that every personality fragment had the determination to die, but before they actually took the step of committing suicide, there would be one thing that kept them alive.
Lin Zhi still didn't know what that matter was, so he wanted to explore it even more.
The ghost bride in the dark was amused, but the teammates around her couldn't laugh. Even the fat guy with the biggest heart looked at Xie Qing with incredible eyes.
At this moment, Xie Qing has undoubtedly been given a death warrant and is likely to disappear completely. Why is he still joking?
Qian San asked: "Do you have any trump card?"
"If I have to say there is one, my trump card should be you. Don't worry, since this is a game, there must be a way to pass it. If it doesn't work, just think of it as me testing the waters for you."
Xie Qing was a little eager to try and said, "It's so novel to give someone a happy wedding. I've never experienced it before."
The fat man sighed: "You are really not afraid of death."
“Everyone has to die, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than a feather.”
Xie Qing smiled and sighed, reciting the famous quote.
He tossed the coin in his hand into the air and reached out to catch it.
"It's time to go and search for clues."
He didn't even look at the pattern of the coin on his palm, and casually put it into the pocket of his sweatshirt jacket.
This is the most important thing. Everyone dispersed, looking for clues on their own, and agreed on a time to meet.
Grayish-white mist was swirling in the air, so faint in the sunlight that it was difficult to see clearly.
At dusk, one hour before the wedding ceremony as requested by Mrs. Lin, everyone met in the deserted East Courtyard.
"There is a very important clue!"
Dongdong and the fat man spoke almost in unison. They looked at each other and Dongdong spoke first anxiously.
"I heard the conversation between the eldest son and daughter of the Lin family, and I also asked the maid to testify. I know what their plan is, and I also know how the boss died in the first place."
Fatty: "It seems that what I found is the follow-up clue of this."
Dong Dong: "From the words of the young master and young lady of the Lin family, it is not difficult to infer that in the original story, the bride who was forced to dress up as a woman and was about to get married suddenly fell seriously ill. In fact, it was his means of resistance. He hid the important account books and documents of the Lin family. If his parents still insisted on him getting married, he would destroy these things and instigate the rich businessman to swallow up the Lin family's business."
"So the Lin family gnashed their teeth and changed their minds, using the excuse of being seriously ill to avoid the marriage, but they didn't want to be manipulated like this, so they just found someone to bring good luck to the 'illegitimate daughter' and planned to poison both of them to death."
The fat man agreed: "Yes, I found the poison in the kitchen. A woman who was guarding the bride's courtyard poisoned the wedding wine prepared tonight."
Qian San: "What I found should be the key prop. I found it in a broken small Guanyin statue. Hongyu and I cracked it together."
"Yes, it contains a method left by a wandering Taoist priest to deal with evil spirits. As long as you find this peach wood sword, smear it with pure yang blood, and stab it into the heart of the evil spirit, you can kill it."
Hongyu nodded and took out a palm-sized peach wood sword with engraved patterns on it.
Dong Dong clenched his fist: "Great, now the plot and props are complete. As long as we wait until we enter the bridal chamber at night, we will kill the evil spirit together, and we should be able to pass the level!"
Fatty: "Xie Qing, have you found any clues?"
Xie Qing took out a piece of paper with a limerick on it.
Dong Dong read out the words one by one: "There is a boy in the Lin Mansion, who is unwilling to pretend to be a delicate girl. He holds an object to rebel against the laws of nature, not knowing that poison is hidden. Because of hatred, resentful souls are born, resentful souls are born, and souls that seek rebirth are born, and they all become monsters."
"That's right! Now everything is connected!"
Everyone was excited and found hope for survival.
Xie Qing lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Hongyu: "Xie Qing, what's wrong?"
Qian San said: "Maybe he's nervous. After all, he's the one going to the wedding ceremony that night, and he'll have to calm the ghost down first."
"Don't you think it's too smooth? It's like it was written specifically for us to see. Some parts don't make sense. Since death is related to getting married, why did they start by talking about the rich businessman remarrying?"
Xie Qing felt that something was not right, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"But we were supposed to find these clues, and we're still in the novice field, so it won't be too complicated. The previous dungeons also had this process. The scary part is the fright and danger of death in the process. The difficulty itself is not that great. The possibility of being killed by a ghost at any time is more terrifying."
Qian San said that he felt Xie Qing was overthinking, everything was going smoothly and there was nothing wrong.
Hongyu: "That's right, and this prop is some kind of decryption. Qian San and I spent a long time looking for it. The rich businessman before might have been a trick to interfere with us."
The fat man scratched his head and said, "There's really nothing unreasonable about it. The most important part of this level is that you have to worship the ghost at night. If we fail to kill him, I think we will all be in trouble."
"Instead of thinking about that, why not think about what the pure yang blood mentioned in the ghost-killing item is? How do you get it?"
Dongdong took the peach wood sword from Hongyu's hand and gestured with it twice.
Qian Sanlue replied somewhat awkwardly: "It is the blood of a virgin, but I don't meet the requirements."
The fat man coughed lightly upon hearing this, and said very emotionally: "I once had a first love named Xiaomei whom I deeply loved. On a rainy night, we couldn't help but fall in love with each other, so I don't meet the requirements either."
Everyone silently looked at the last male in the group with hopeful eyes.
"Actually, I..." Xie Qing pondered, and when everyone's faces were about to turn pale, he curled his lips and said, "It meets the requirements."
"I've already said that I'm a pure and innocent man, and I never cheat anyone."
Xie Qing spoke in a joking tone, his eyes slightly drooping.
He found it more and more strange, as if someone had specially set up conditions that only he met. It was so tricky that it was impossible for every survivor to meet such conditions, but it was also reasonable.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Hongyu said, "Then I'll trouble you to donate blood when the time comes. Thank you for your hard work."
The fat man sighed: "Times have changed. In the past, people in the village used my boy's urine to exorcise evil spirits. Now we can only watch the young people work hard."
Dong Dong sighed: "You are so tender, how old are you now?"
Hongyu laughed out loud, and everyone started making plans together again.
"When the time comes, Xie Qing, you must find a way to delay time. Don't drink the wedding wine yet. Wait until we sneak to the bridal chamber before we act. When the time comes, don't really drink the wedding wine. Wait until he drinks the poison, and then we will rush in."
"Because we don't know how long the poison will take to take effect. If he turns into a fierce ghost soon, Hongyu will lead him and make him stand still to buy time to apply blood to Xie Qing. Dongdong will build an air wall to ensure Xie Qing's safety."
"I'll set up a spot here in the courtyard. I can take one person to teleport. If the situation changes, I'll take Xie Qing away, and Fatty will take Dongdong and Hongyu to form a mobile team. You can control, defend, and run. When we meet up, we can find a way to take action. We must kill him."
This is the optimal solution at the moment. After Qian San spoke, no one had any objection.
Ruby murmured, "I hope the escape plan won't be used."
"I will try my best to live up to everyone's expectations, and we will all make it through alive."
Xie Qing took the small peach wood sword that Dongdong ran over to him and gestured with it in his hand.
As he moved, the red candles hanging outside the courtyard went out one by one, startling the players.
"Let me borrow some light first, just in case."
Everyone then remembered his abilities and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fatty: "Your talent gives -100 damage to enemies and +200 damage to friends."
Xie Qing listened to his teasing and chuckled, then suddenly looked towards the wall.
The fat man also looked over, but saw nothing, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Xie Qing shook his head. He felt like there was someone there just now.
After listening to the players' battle plan against him, Lin Zhi leisurely walked towards his wedding room.
In fact, the blood contract is not that troublesome. He only needs to drink Xie Qing's blood to complete it.
But he needed a reasonable exit so that the players would not become suspicious and Xie Qing would come to him on his own initiative.
Those props were naturally conjured up by him. The peach wood sword was of course useless. It was just a means of luring someone into a trap.
In the bridal chamber, the ghost maids were holding the wedding dress in a stiff manner. When Lin Zhi approached, their facial features twisted slightly uncontrollably, and they were somewhat afraid of the gray mist around him.
Lin Zhi has returned to his human form. He cannot go to the ceremony as a ghost. His feet do not touch the ground and he has no shadow under the light, so it is easy for the players to notice something strange. If they find out that he has become a ghost ahead of time, they may be so stressed that they will ruin the plan they have just made, and Xie Qing will also be more on guard.
He couldn't afford to scare his groom in advance, although the effect would not be much better if he went there in person.
The stiff limbs were full of disharmony. Lin Zhi lowered his eyes, and the wedding dress in the maid's hand was neatly put on him.
His long black hair passed through the teeth of a wooden comb, and he put his hair up in a crown. The red veil slowly fell down, covering his cheeks.
Before the beginning of the Xu period, Mrs. Lin had someone send clothes to Xie Qing and asked him to change into them.
It was already dark, and outside the wedding hall, where red candles were lit, the sound of suona could be heard.
The old woman crying over the bride sang the lyrics in a hoarse voice, a red coffin was placed in the center of the hall, and a crimson quilt with mandarin ducks playing in the water glowed under the candlelight.
The wedding hall was silent. Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin, who were sitting at the top, looked like paper figures, with pale faces and bright red lips.
Almost all the guests were like this, with their eyes fixed on the groom in the center.
Xie Qing wore his own clothes inside and a bright red groom's suit outside. His short hair was a little out of tune with the attire of the people around him, but he looked handsome and cool, and exuded the vigor of a young man.
He lowered his eyes and counted his heartbeats.
The faint and mournful sound of crying at a wedding outside, mixed with the joyful tunes of musical instruments, made one's scalp tingle.
The fat man and his companions sat in the crowd, not daring to breathe, their hands filled with cold sweat.
When they saw the 'seriously ill' bride being helped out, they suppressed the sounds in their throats, and the sound of teeth knocking against each other could be heard in their mouths.
They had discussed before whether the people in the Lin family would let a rooster marry the bride. This was of course the best case scenario. Even if marrying with a rooster was a little funny, it was better than marrying with a ghost.
The bride, wearing a gold-embroidered wedding gown and a red veil, lowered her head in the dim light, making it impossible to see her appearance.
Two maids supported him, one on each side, and took him to the other side of the coffin.
Dongdong was closest to him, and he subconsciously held his breath, not daring to breathe.
The bride doesn't look like a seriously ill person, but rather like a corpse.
Dongdong tried his best to comfort himself, it was impossible, he must have been given a drug that made him weak, he would not die now.
The bright red wedding hall, the dim candlelight, the coffin placed in the center, the bride who seemed to be not breathing being supported, the quiet guests, and Hongyu covered her lips to prevent herself from screaming.
Xie Qing's eyes swept across the bride, holding one end of the red silk in his hand.
The other end was placed in the bride's hand. The hand that stretched out from the sleeve was white and slender, but the fingertips seemed to be slightly blue, as if it had been dead for a long time.
The flower in the center of the red silk fell into the coffin, and the matchmaker's slightly cold voice rang out in the night.
"A happy coffin suppresses the darkness, and the marriage is eternal."
The sound of suona outside the house suddenly rang out, followed by the sound of gongs and drums, and the wailing sounds of people crying for a wedding mixed in, becoming increasingly sharp.
"Bow to heaven and earth!"
"Bow to your parents!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
Xie Qing looked at the young man holding the wedding silk on the other side of the coffin. He was helped to bend over and then stand up again. As the veil swayed, Xie Qing saw a pair of rouge lips that were not made up.
The soft lips were slightly raised, as if smiling.
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