The yard is very large.
Shi Yu didn't know the direction, so he chose the small house with light on not far away.
The room had a separate kitchen with two iron pots as big as water tanks placed horizontally inside.
A young man squatted at the stove and added firewood. While tending to the fire, he also had some free time to chat: "Brother, what exactly is this place? Can you tell me more about it?"
The person being asked was standing in front of one of the woks frying food and ignored him.
The young man continued, "I also read the information on the panels that appeared before I came here, but it didn't say anything except that I was participating in the game. What exactly is this game for? And what is the live broadcast you just mentioned?"
The person being asked still ignored it and said nothing.
The young man asked, "Brother?"
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"Brother?"
“…”
The young man finally realized something was wrong and stood up: "Brother, you..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw that the person who was originally in front of the stove had walked to the door at some point.
Then stepped out.
Then, the young man saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
The heavy rain soaked the man completely, but he tilted his head back and scratched his rain-soaked skin with his hands fiercely.
“Sizzle——”
A large piece of skin and flesh, white and red, was torn off the man's face, and blood mixed with raindrops fell down.
The young man suddenly froze in place.
“Sizzle——”
This time it's the skin on my hands.
The man seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. His movements became more brutal each time, and the amount of flesh he tore off became larger each time.
If the face is gone, tear off the arms.
After his arms were covered in blood, he started to dig at his face.
Meridians, blood vessels, neurons connected to the eyeballs, and a scalp covered with dense hair.
Pulled out, torn apart, crushed.
The skull began to show on the face.
The man, carrying a bone on his head, rushed into the rain like a madman and rammed the person who came towards him.
Shi Yu was unable to dodge and was pushed back several steps by the powerful inertia.
The man's body slid down beside him.
Shi Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at his hands.
From cuffs to palms, it was warm, wet, and covered in blood.
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Cheng Wuye, wearing a bamboo hat, stopped under the north eaves, calming his breath while looking at the exit of the main house.
Three people ran out after him. The boy with a crew cut felt his legs go numb from running and he almost fell to his knees when he stopped. The other two's chests heaved violently and their breathing was heavy and rapid.
Cheng Wuye stared at the door they ran out of for a while, and suddenly frowned.
The boy next to him recovered and squatted on the ground, looking up at him: "Brother, why were you so brave just now? Aren't you afraid of the ghost's revenge?"
Cheng Wuye leaned against the door and shook off the water on his hat: "That shouldn't be a ghost."
Boy: “…Ah?”
Cheng Wuye looked at him as if he were a fool.
Since they were all laborers hired by the homeowner, the coffin they moved was of course empty. Who would ask people to carry the corpse around the streets and then come back before burying the body?
Since there is no body in the coffin, what else could be inside it?
It could only be a living person, and very likely, like them, he was brought here by the "Lingshan Taoist Priest" specifically in this way.
After thinking this through, his body relaxed a little. He was thinking about whether to go back and take a look, but at this moment, a scream came from the opposite direction.
Five minutes later.
Cheng Wuye followed the sound to the south kitchen, with three people following him.
It was completely dark outside, and a dead body was lying in the rain.
Someone was standing next to the body and heard the noise, so he tilted his black umbrella slightly.
First there was the shadow of the umbrella wing, then waist-length black hair. Most of the white mourning clothes were stained with blood, and the hem was diluted by the rain and was still dripping down.
The boy's legs went limp: "Ghost!!"
Shi Yu: “…”
Cheng Wuye: "Open your eyes, this is a person."
【I'm sorry I laughed.】
[Among a group of players with distorted faces, Zizi is as calm as ever. ]
[To be honest, I can’t blame these players. I also thought it was a ghost when I first saw it.]
[Who isn't? This is the first time I've seen someone dressed more like a ghost than a ghost. ]
It was obviously not a good idea to keep getting wet in the rain, so Shi Yu lowered the umbrella again and walked into the kitchen.
After a while, the fire in the stove was still there, but the food in the pot had a faint burnt smell.
Shi Yu washed the blood off his hands under the faucet and finally had the chance to take off his bloody clothes.
The people outside probably finished observing the bloody corpse and rushed into the small kitchen with a gust of water on their bodies.
Without the heavy rain outside and the dim background, the features of the person in the house finally became clear, from the mourning clothes in his hand all the way up to the pair of narrow eyes.
Cheng Wuye paused for half a second while taking off his hat.
The firelight flickered in the sound of rain, noisy and hot, but there was a frightening deathly aura in his eyes.
Like the dim shadows of moonlight reflected in a pool through the woods and mountains, cut into bizarre blocks of color by the waves, the kind that can break one's heart if touched.
Cheng Wuye took off his bamboo hat and asked: "Were you the first one to discover the body?"
Shi Yu had lowered his eyes and was looking at the fire quietly.
Cheng Wuye approached and found that the other person's long hair was tied up with a hairpin inserted in it: "You were the first one to discover the body?"
Shi Yu still didn't move.
Cheng Wuye asked for the third time: "Were you the first one to discover the body?"
The boy with a crew cut was mixed in with a group of people who were just as timid as he was, and he swallowed his saliva.
He had met many people since he was a child, but since he had passed the teenage period when he was always complaining about everything and everyone, this was the first time he had met someone who made him feel inferior to him at first sight.
Cheng Wuye is not someone you want to mess with, as can be seen from the fact that he just threw a bunch of punches at the table in order to stop the ghost in the coffin from coming out; but for Shi Yu, it was more like an intuition.
Maybe he has been too calm since he saw the body.
Maybe so many people would be scared when facing Cheng Wuye, but he was the only one who didn't react at all.
...Or maybe he's just too beautiful.
Silence began to spread in the air.
Just when the guy with the buzz cut was worried that the two of them would not fight in such a place, Shi Yu finally said, "No."
This was the first time everyone heard his voice. His voice was cold and a little hoarse at the end.
Shi Yu said, "It's the one behind you."
Cheng Wuye turned around and saw that it was the young man who was mumbling while making a fire in front of the stove.
The young man called himself Lu Nan. He had just graduated and was interning at a company. He was preparing to go home after get off work today, but he ended up here just after he walked out of the company gate.
Under the pressure of everyone, he repeated everything that had happened before. Recalling that bloody scene again was too shocking for an ordinary person who had lived a law-abiding life for more than 20 years. He stumbled throughout the whole process, and after he uttered the last word, he collapsed as if he had completed a difficult task.
After listening to this, Cheng Wuye asked, "What about before that?"
"W-what?"
"From the time you met him until he died," Cheng Wuye asked, "what happened?"
Lu Nan had a look on his face as if he was about to cry: "Brother, please forgive me, how can I remember this clearly... I came here suddenly, and I saw him as soon as I opened my eyes. I asked him where this place was, and then a man came over and told us to prepare dinner quickly. The man pulled me and said that if I disobeyed, I might die and asked me to help quickly. Then he was cooking and there was no sound, he... and then he ran out..."
Cheng Wuye frowned: "You guys haven't been out before? You've been in this room all the time?"
Lu Nan: "Ah? I was outside the house. It was raining so hard and luckily there was an eave outside so I didn't get wet. Then we came in to cook and I didn't go out again."
The air was silent for a moment, but at this moment, the owner of the house, wearing mourning cloth on his head, strode in from outside in the rain and shouted, "It's been so long, why aren't the dishes ready yet? I didn't invite you here and pay you so much money to be lazy!"
Everyone was startled by the sound and subconsciously turned around and retreated. A large group of people crowded together and hid in the blind spot next to the firewood pile, shrinking their necks and praying not to be discovered.
The owner came in and saw Shi Yu standing there alone. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where is the person in this room?"
Shi Yu didn't answer, but just glanced behind the door.
The owner noticed his change of sight and opened the door: "I asked you to cook... Little Taoist priest, why are you here too?"
Cheng Wuye stared at Shi Yu, who had deliberately exposed their position, for a full five seconds before uttering two words: "Just passing by."
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In the end, I don’t know whether the homeowner believed it or not, but the issue was resolved anyway.
As the only player assigned here besides the deceased, Lu Nan had no choice but to take over the burden, fry the remaining dishes, and bring them back to the dining room of the main house one by one.
When leaving the kitchen, Shi Yu glanced at the place where the body had fallen.
The body has disappeared.
During the meal, Taoist Priest Lingshan did not ask where his laborers had gone. The hermit master was very satisfied with his portion.
Lu Nan hadn't recovered from what he had just seen, and he kept biting his chopsticks the whole time, leaving them with holes and dents.
Others weren't much better.
The vegetables were either raw or burnt, barely edible enough, and eating seemed like a punishment.
The owner of the house and Taoist Priest Lingshan probably both tasted it, and their faces twisted for a moment, but no one said anything.
After dinner, it was time for the much-anticipated room division, but Taoist Priest Lingshan's words shattered everyone's hopes: "All disciples, follow me to the mourning hall and prepare to guard the coffin."
When the boy with the crew cut heard that they had to go back to the place where the coffin was, his face turned green.
The system said that there were ten players in this game, five of them were delivering the coffin, two were in the kitchen, and the remaining three also showed up at dinner time. They were all helpers hired by the owner of the house.
Taoist Priest Lingshan naturally led the five people he brought with him, and the owner told the rest: "Thank you for your hard work today, please come early tomorrow."
One of the helpers, whose surname was Liu, responded: "So we should leave now?"
The owner nodded and said, "Okay, it's a little far from here, Lao Liu, remember to be careful on the road, I won't send you off."
helper:"……"
Including him, the three helpers were all newcomers entering the game for the first time. He was relatively better off, but the other two collapsed on the spot.
It is hard to say which is more dangerous: leaving everyone alone to spend the night, or staying up late to guard the coffin.
The worst thing is that one person has died since the start of the game, but they still don’t know anything.
However, the power that could instantly pull them to this completely unfamiliar place had obviously entered the realm of the supernatural, and no matter how reluctant they were, they dared not disobey.
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When Shi Yu saw the coffin again, before he could even stand still, he heard Taoist Priest Lingshan shout, "Xiao Yu, come here."
The others stood far away, stretching their necks to look towards the coffin opening, trying to see the body that had failed to be deceived through the gap in the front of the coffin lid.
Then, everyone saw Taoist Priest Lingshan pointed at the coffin and said to him: "Now, you, lie down in it."
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