The afternoon passed quickly.
In the evening, the owner treated everyone to dinner as usual, and never mentioned the missing person during the whole process.
During the break, several people gathered in the kitchen again. Cheng Wuye took the lead in bringing up the topic as usual, and he dropped a thunderbolt as soon as he opened his mouth: "Uncle Liu is dead, I have seen it."
This question has been lingering in everyone's mind all day. Even though they already have the answer, they still feel uneasy when they hear it, and then they feel grief for the others.
Next was the news I heard from the woman living next door to Lao Liu.
Cheng Wuye did not hide anything and told it all in front of everyone. Every word he said increased the shock on the faces of those present.
It's not just the information the other party told you, but also the behavior the other party told you.
The live broadcast room was even more stunned:
[I remember that all the games in Xia Jiu Tian are in PVP mode? ]
[Why can he say it so freely? Isn't he afraid that others will know about it and pass it before him? ]
[The one in the front must be the first time I saw Wu Ge playing games. This is his style. Revealing all the information did not affect his final first place. ]
[When can you be more low-key, kid? Isn't it nice to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? ]
Cheng Wuye had a lot of information, but it was also mixed. The most obvious manifestation was that everyone was still confused after listening to it:
"Xu Zhukong is the deceased of this family, and is about to be buried. Did he have a relationship with that girl named Guan Yueyue? And the girl died unexpectedly?"
"People with full names in the game background are usually key NPCs, and her people died, so it is very likely that Yueyue in this level turned into a ghost after death. Then... Uncle Liu and the one who died yesterday, could it be that she did it?"
"Why must it be Guan Yueyue who turned into a ghost? Wasn't the ghost we saw this morning clearly Xu Zhukong? And didn't the person who died yesterday die outside his kitchen? How can Xu Zhukong be more like the murderer and the big boss behind the scenes than Guan Yueyue?"
"That means Xu Zhukong missed his girlfriend so much when he was alive that he became a ghost after his death and wanted to rekindle his relationship with his girlfriend? This morning, when the ghost of Xu Zhukong saw... didn't he call him Little Moon? Doesn't this mean that he still missed that girl even after his death?"
Shi Yu glanced at Fang Chen who was speaking in silence.
Fang Chen quickly looked away, not daring to look at him.
Some people still questioned: "But what does this have to do with Uncle Liu's death? Ghosts in non-unsolvable games won't kill people casually."
The air fell into silence.
The pace of two players dying in one day was too fast, especially the first one. He was obviously an old hand at the game and had just come in and knew nothing, so it was even more bizarre that he died like that.
Cheng Wuye took in everyone's reactions and said, "There are too few clues to make a conclusion. We must continue looking tonight."
The woman's face turned pale: "Are you still planning to go out tonight?"
"It's not me." Cheng Wuye didn't even look at her, his eyes fell directly on the three helpers: "The rest of us have the task of guarding the coffin assigned by Taoist Priest Lingshan tonight, so you have to go."
The new helpers were timid when they heard this: "Why?"
The ordinary man frowned: "You stayed in the kitchen all day and didn't find out anything. Now you sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor and plan to keep doing it for free?"
The skinny helper blushed: "We have a mission! Didn't you say that we can't refuse those people's requests here?!"
Fang Chen whispered: "So we can't refuse Taoist Lingshan's request now."
The fat helper remained silent from beginning to end. At this moment, he finally said the first sentence, his voice was low and hoarse: "I won't go."
The woman's eyes widened instantly: "What do you mean?"
The fat guy clenched his teeth, but he couldn't muster up the courage to repeat his extremely cowardly words. He just said, "It's too dangerous at night. I have nothing here, not even my cell phone. There is no light and I can't even see what's outside. If I really encounter something...why should we go? You are old people, you have been here many times and have a lot of experience, why can't you go by yourselves?"
Fang Chen was shocked by the saying "the more capable you are, the more work you should do".
Cheng Wuye patted Fang Chen who was about to argue with the other party and said calmly: "Why?"
The fat one looked at him stubbornly.
"The price I paid for asking around today was that my hands were damaged like this." Cheng Wuye pulled back his long sleeves, and the white cloth on his forearm was almost completely stained with blood. The blood on the outer layer had even turned rusty red. "But you didn't do anything, and you just heard the clues I got this way."
Fang Chen's eyes widened: "Brother, was your hand cut off by someone? Why is there so much blood?!"
The faces of several people in the help group turned red, and there was a complex mixture of guilt, shame and fear in their eyes.
Shi Yu glanced at his hand, then quietly looked away.
...really using every possible means.
Cheng Wuye seemed not to hear: "Based on the number of times I have participated in the game, I have more experience than you. I can tell you responsibly that something will happen outside this house at night. The clues you can get will be very useful. If you want to pass the game, you can't do it. But now only you have the ability to get them."
There was a hint of hesitation in the eyes of several people in the help group.
"If you want to get out and go back to the real world, you have to complete the game." Cheng Wuye pulled down his sleeves again, his tone as calm as if he was talking about something very ordinary, "Don't you want to go home?"
The air suddenly became quiet.
After a while, Lu Nan suddenly said, "Okay."
He said, "Wait till night, I'll go out and look for clues."
"Boom" a burst of thunder echoed, the sky seemed to be torn open by someone, and heavy rain fell down.
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Taoist Priest Lingshan has already started looking for their people everywhere.
The coffin lid was open during the day for people to pay their respects, and Xu Zhukong's body had already been placed in the coffin.
As for the ghostly figure that made people feel eerie when approached, it disappeared. It was probably escaped while the museum was open.
When Shi Yu arrived at the funeral hall, he suddenly asked, "Do I still have to sleep in a coffin today?"
Taoist Priest Lingshan seemed stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "No need, the body of the Xu family kid is already in the coffin, there's no need to go in."
As he spoke, he patted his shoulder kindly and said, "Thank you for your hard work these past two days. If you hadn't stayed in the coffin and left a living person, the Xu family's children would probably not want to go in now."
The eyelids of the people nearby kept twitching as they heard these words.
Living life? Refusing to enter the coffin?
What kind of magical plot is this?
Shi Yu seemed to be asking casually, and after hearing the answer he did not ask why. He just sat on a chair next to the mourning hall, supporting his chin, and his eyelashes began to droop again.
Suddenly someone sat down next to me.
Shi Yu didn't open his eyes.
Cheng Wuye didn't argue with him. He unscrewed the small stainless steel jar in his hand and picked out a piece of ointment with his fingers.
Shi Yu pursed his lips lightly, lowered his eyes, stood up and left.
Then someone pulled him back: "Why are you leaving?"
Shi Yu lowered his head and looked at the hand on his wrist. After a few seconds of silence, he moved his gaze to his face and said, "Let go."
Cheng Wuye held him with one hand, so the remaining one could move freely without affecting his ability to remove the bandages and apply medicine: "I asked you the question first, so you answer first."
Shi Yu: "You smell terrible."
"……?"
A question mark popped up in Cheng Wuye's mind.
Shi Yu didn't want to say more, so he repeated, "Let go."
Cheng Wuye asked, "Where does it smell bad?"
"release."
"Where does it smell bad?"
“…”
Shi Yu: “Ointment.”
Cheng Wuye was stunned for two seconds before he realized what he meant. He shook his hand wrapped in blood and laughed dumbly: "Can I not apply the medicine?"
Shi Yu had a blank expression on her face: "You are not injured, why are you applying medicine?"
Cheng Wuye paused: "Hmm?"
Shi Yu: "The blood is all on the inside of the arm."
Which person, when attacking, fails to hurt the outside of the opponent's arm but only hurts the inside?
It can only be a forgery.
[I thought no one could see through Brother Wu’s tricks. ]
[When I first saw Wuzi tying a white cloth around himself and smearing blood on it, I was wondering if this was a new trend. It turns out that it was just to trick the newcomers and make them feel guilty, so that they could run out and die in the middle of the night!]
[Isn't there a new guy who didn't get fooled? And from what he said, he knew Wu Ge was pretending the first time he saw him? I followed him just for this reason. ]
[Wow, wow, wow, the beauty party said that our Normal University beauties will never admit defeat! 】
Cheng Wuye was exposed by his words. He stared at him for a moment and finally said, "Do the whole act."
In the corner of the hall, everyone's eyes swept over here and involuntarily lingered on the blood-stained white cloth.
Cheng Wuye calmly finished the act of applying medicine in front of everyone's gaze, and then he set his eyes on the other person's hand that he was holding.
The wound caused by the ghost claw was wrapped up perfunctorily with a few layers of cloth. The rough cloth blocked the blood from seeping out, but it made people feel cold. "Do you want to wipe it off too?"
Shi Yu: “…”
Cheng Wuye finally let go of him before the other party seemed to lose control and was about to attack him. He watched him walk to the chair farthest from him and sit down, continuing to bury his head between his knees.
...Come to think of it, he seemed to be sleeping all the time.
This thought suddenly came to Cheng Wuye's mind, and he recalled frame by frame all the events since he met the other party yesterday.
He looked drowsy all the time, but seemed unable to wake up.
Shi Yu didn't know what the other person was thinking. He felt more and more tired, his eyelids became heavier, and his vision went from blurry to clear and then back to blurry again, until he almost left an afterimage.
He put on his sweatshirt hood and closed his eyes, but he was not asleep.
He has had difficulty falling asleep under natural conditions for many, many years.
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The rain never stopped that night.
There was no light on in the room, and the stuffy interior was unusually cool because of the rain. After running around outside for a day, everyone quickly became sleepy, or perhaps it was the game setting, and soon they could hear steady breathing in the darkness.
At exactly eleven o'clock, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window, and the rain fell heavily.
In the darkness, someone suddenly stood up from a chair, walked out of the hall door, and into the heavy rain.
Then, the man suddenly fell to the ground, screaming, twisting, struggling, and began to scratch his skin.
Piece by piece, with skin, flesh, veins and white bones exposed.
The blood mixed with rain water was washed into streams and then quickly seeped into the concrete floor.
The moonlight poured into the yard, reflecting the man's face, which was covered in pits and pools of blood and white liquid.
She is the only woman among the five people led by Taoist Priest Lingshan.
A dark figure slowly walked in from the door of the mourning hall.
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