[Lying in a coffin? Is this a trend among the living people nowadays? They even use our beds? ]
【The word 'volume' is just one word. 】
[It's a pity that the betting time for the previous round has already passed, otherwise I could have made some money by betting on him. ]
[Forget it. I've seen so many twisted player emoticons. It's rare to find one that looks good. Can you live a little longer? ]
[I took a screenshot of the high-definition side-view photo of the stove. If you want it, raise your hand. It’s available at a discount now. You should know that you may never see such a pleasing player again. ]
[…It is true that all businessmen are dishonest. ]
The players present looked over with horror.
Finally, the ordinary one spoke up: "Master...you're just going to let him lie in there like this?"
Taoist Priest Lingshan asked: "Why not?"
The woman forced herself to remain calm: "What's in there?"
Taoist Priest Lingshan was puzzled: "Where did the thing in the coffin come from?"
Fang Chen, a man with a crew cut, just happened to climb onto a chair and peered down at the gap in the coffin lid: "The person who was pretending to be dead in the coffin is gone!"
“…”
Taoist Priest Lingshan: "Wasn't that Xiaoyu in the coffin before? Didn't I tell you to carry him all the way here? What kind of corpse are you trying to steal?"
Fang Chen slowly squeezed out an interjection: "Ah?"
Taoist Priest Lingshan waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't be stupid. Xiaoyu, come in."
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The coffin was made very large, more than enough to accommodate a person turning over.
Shi Yu did not lie down. Instead, he sat with his legs bent, watching the coffin lid above his head slowly close.
There were two holes in the corners of the coffin, probably for ventilation.
As he looked at it, he suddenly remembered the car accident that had brought him here.
The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was loud and harsh, comparable to the sound of a steel fork hitting glass.
Then came an overwhelming shadow, which expanded and expanded again from behind, and in an instant enveloped him completely.
The front of the car hit a tree trunk, most of it dented, white steam billowed out, and the glass windows shattered into a spider web.
It was the same when he looked out from the gap between the wheels. His breath tasted salty, his body was warm, his ears were silent, his vision was dark, and the only source of light was as far away as the horizon.
Shi Yu supported his chin and thought silently, wondering what had happened to the group of cats.
I hope we won’t be wiped out together with him. After all, he has been feeding us for so long in vain.
While he was half asleep and half awake, it seemed as if someone knocked twice on his ears.
The echo effect in the coffin was so good that Shi Yu was instantly awakened by the noise. He looked up and saw that the coffin lid above his head was pushed open again.
Then a face appeared from outside.
...the most annoying one.
Cheng Wuye asked: "Can we chat?"
Shi Yu: “No.”
“…”
Cheng Wuye's face showed no anger or embarrassment. He just said, "At the beginning of every month, the Divine Realm selects a group of new players to enter the Lower Nine Heavens to play the game with the old players. The ratio of new players to old players is one to one. Of the three helpers before, one cook died. We have four, and the remaining one is you."
Shi Yu said she would not let him go, and she lowered her eyelashes and closed her eyes again.
"You are a new player. You should have read the tips from God's Domain. Players who enter the game all have identities." Cheng Wuye stroked the edge of the coffin with his fingers. "But God's Domain won't tell you what your identity is. You need to dig it out yourself. It may not be important, or it may be very important and related to winning the game. Are you listening?"
Shi Yu said, "It's evening."
He wants to sleep.
Cheng Wuye said: "Something will happen at night."
Shi Yu didn't respond.
Cheng Wuye said: "You'd better not sleep at night."
Shi Yu: “This is my business.”
The implication is, mind your own business.
The whole day was spent chatting like this.
Taoist Priest Lingshan had gone somewhere and was not seen in the hall; the remaining three players gathered together, whispering while watching the scene over here.
The night is getting deeper.
The subtle sounds in the mourning hall disappeared and everyone fell into a deep sleep.
The heavy rain had stopped, and the shadows of the trees rustled in the moonlight. Then, a long, thin shadow was cast on the window.
[Dangdangdang——]
[Players, please pay attention. This time, the goblins will attack at night. 】
[Can you tone down your gloating a little bit? ]
The tall and thin ghost figure flipped over, walked step by step to the coffin, raised his hand and pushed open the coffin lid.
The person in the coffin was wearing a sweatshirt and a hat, with a white cloth covering his face. At first glance, it looked like a corpse.
The black shadow supported the edge of the coffin with his hands and suddenly jumped into the coffin. His body almost enveloped the person inside, and one hand tightly pinched the neck of the person in the coffin!
Then it was blocked by a hand.
The ferocious ghost hand moved like a bamboo breaking, directly piercing through the opponent's palm.
Shi Yu's hands trembled instinctively. He lifted the white cloth from his face and saw the ghost on his body as soon as he opened his eyes.
The ghost looked down from above and attacked again.
Shi Yu grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand, bent over, and raised his leg.
The ghost's hand brushed his cheek and stabbed into the wooden coffin, causing the wooden board beneath him to tremble. He dodged the blow by tilting his head, pressed the sole of his shoe against the ghost's abdomen, and then kicked it hard.
The ghost flew out of the coffin and rolled several meters away on the ground.
The ghost hand that pierced into the palm of the hand was pulled out by inertia, and blood gushed out of the hole in an instant.
The moment he stepped out of the coffin, the ghost leaned forward again.
Shi Yu didn't dodge, but grabbed the other person and pulled him behind him.
Behind him was an empty coffin.
The ghost's body almost flew into the air, and his head slammed into the coffin, making a teeth-grinding sound.
Shi Yu lowered his eyes and stepped directly on the back of the opponent's neck. The sound of the cervical vertebrae breaking could almost be heard.
The ghost figure froze suddenly, without making even a sound.
Shi Yu retracted his foot and kicked the coffin lid shut with a loud bang, trapping the ghost and its struggles directly into the coffin.
【? ! 】
[Yes, handsome. ]
Although the coffin lid was heavy, it was impossible for it not to be pushed open with the strength the ghost had just demonstrated; but the fact was that no matter how it struggled inside, it just couldn't be pushed open.
It was as if the coffin was some kind of seal that could not be violated.
Shi Yu watched from the side for a moment, and after confirming that the other party could not come out for the time being, he turned around and looked at other people in the hall.
There was such a big commotion just now, but no one woke up.
He ignored her, moved a chair over from the side, sat down next to the coffin, and tore off the white cloth that matched his mourning clothes on his head. He wiped the blood roughly, wrapped it around his injured hand twice, and finally, holding a corner of the white towel between his lips, he tied a bow with one hand.
Shi Yu looked at his hands which were tied into a ball.
A bit ugly.
…Forget it, just make do with it.
He sat on the chair for a while, pulled the hood of his sweatshirt back on, leaned over the coffin, lowered his head and went to sleep.
[How can you still sleep...? ]
[Baby, can you take care of the injury? It hurts just looking at it. ]
[I’m sorry, I was blind before. I kowtow to the beautiful lady from Normal University.]
Nothing else happened that night.
The next day, Shi Yu was woken up again.
Because of the funeral, people started gathering outside the house early in the morning. The sounds of conversation and footsteps mixed together, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.
Cheng Wuye walked to the coffin and stared at the blood on his hand: "Who hurt your hand?"
Shi Yu didn't answer, and her eyelashes drooped little by little.
The man also came over and said, "Didn't the Taoist priest tell you to lie in the coffin? Why did you come out?"
The woman pulled the rubber band on her head and tied her hair back up. "If it were me, I would come out too. Who else but a ghost would do such an inhumane thing as sleeping in a coffin all night..."
Before she could finish her words, she heard a sudden noise coming from the coffin.
The woman fell silent instantly.
Fang Chen opened his mouth blankly: "What is this..."
What's going on?
Cheng Wuye didn't say anything, just stared at the person sitting on the chair.
Shi Yu had experienced the other party's three consecutive questions yesterday, and he really didn't want to experience it again, so he finally broke the silence: "It's a ghost."
Cheng Wuye: “Right?”
Shi Yu: “I didn’t see it clearly last night.”
Cheng Wuye: "What happened last night?"
Shi Yu pointed to the coffin and said, "Ask it."
“…”
Whether to open the coffin is a big question.
Both the man and the woman expressed their opposition to opening the door; but Cheng Wuye clearly wanted to open it. Fang Chen was hesitant and didn't know what to do, and finally turned his eyes to Shi Yu for help.
Shi Yu just pretended not to see it.
"No matter what's inside, since he was able to lock it up last night, it proves that it's not so powerful that we can't deal with it at all. What are you afraid of with so many people?" Cheng Wuye hit the nail on the head.
Fang Chen raised his hand: "What if it's more powerful during the day?"
Cheng Wuye cast a faint gaze through the scattered hair and asked: "Have you ever seen any kind of ghost that is more powerful during the day than at night?"
Fang Chen was not convinced: "Even in the world's divine realm, there can be ghost places like this, so why can't there be ghosts like this?"
Cheng Wuye: "Oh, then why doesn't it just open its own pavilion and jump out to kill us all?"
“…”
"If it doesn't work, if you encounter a ghost, lead it to this person." Cheng Wuye added, "Let him lock it up again."
Shi Yu: “…”
The sounds of cars parking and people coming and going outside the yard became heavier, indicating that more and more people were coming.
They were distant relatives and neighbors invited by the homeowner to pay their respects.
If you don't watch it now, you will miss the chance.
None of them were novices. After some hesitation, they gritted their teeth and opened the coffin lid.
This was the first time that Shi Yu saw the ghost inside clearly.
There is a saying that ghosts usually maintain their appearance at the moment of death after death, and the ways of death are usually the same: death from old age, homicide, natural disasters and accidents. So ghosts are either old and hunchbacked, or have a pale and purple face, or are covered in blood and scars, which always makes them particularly creepy in the eyes of others.
The man in front of him was wearing a royal blue shroud, his neck was twisted unnaturally, and his exposed hands and face were covered in bloodstains as if he had gone through something.
The woman screamed on the spot.
Fang Chen and the ordinary men all felt their legs go weak.
Shi Yu was the quietest one. He lowered his eyes and looked at the strange bloodstains on the back of the other person's hand, wondering what he was thinking.
Only Cheng Wuye grasped the back of the chair beside him and lowered his eyes: "Xu Zhukong."
Everyone present had heard of this name.
I got the news from the owner of the house during dinner yesterday, and it turned out that the deceased was the owner's own son.
The owner of the house refused to allow anyone to see the deceased. In the end, several players joined forces to persuade the owner, and only then were they able to see his photos when he was alive.
And the face in the photo is exactly the person in front of me.
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