Chapter 58: Happy Events in the Mountain Village 18: Didn’t you swear to be good to me forever…
As soon as Baichuan and Anrao returned to Zheng's house, they saw Shi Yirou walking towards them with a strange expression. The courtyard was no longer empty as it had been in the past two days. Aunt Li, Ajun, even the hunched-backed Uncle Wang and several villagers who came to help were busy preparing wedding supplies. Gao Zhifei and He Xin and his wife were also busy helping out.
Wang Quanmin huddled in a corner of the courtyard, picking dried fruits with a gloomy look on his face. Cheng Lin was nowhere to be seen, perhaps still searching for clues in the village. The scarred man leaned against the courtyard wall with his hands in his pockets, staring at every player in the courtyard with a gloomy look. An Ran now understood the scarred man's intention. The amusement project did not require players to pass the level with their own wisdom or physical strength. The conditions for passing the level were actually very simple. As long as the stamp was stamped and the exit was found, it would be fine.
Once the seal appears, it will not disappear. As long as the predecessors have planted trees, he can enjoy the shade, so what he needs to do is to find the person who is most likely to plant the tree.
"Doctor Lin, did you just come back?" Shi Yirou asked.
"Yes. We have an important discovery to tell you. Let's go to room 201 first." An Ran glanced at the scarred man who was staring at her gloomily, and whispered to Shi Yirou.
"Let me confirm," Shen Yirou looked very puzzled, "You just came back, right? But Zheng Duoyu said he saw you just came out of Gao Zhifei and He Xin's room 203."
"How is that possible? Where is Zheng Duoyu?" An Ran looked around but didn't see the little boy.
"Gone," Shi Yirou shook her head. "He came to me and Su Ming and complained that he saw an uncle in white shirt and black pants stealing things from the room of the aunt in the wheelchair. I thought the man in white shirt and black pants must be you, so I rushed over to check, but I didn't see any trace of you in room 203. When I looked back, I didn't see Zheng Duoyu either."
strangeness.
An Rao looked at Bai Chuan, but saw that Bai Chuan was looking at Room 203 thoughtfully, so he called everyone: "Let's go to Room 201 first and discuss it together."
"So, what you mean is that we are now living in an illusion created by the ghost bride, and the real haunted house is not here?" Shi Yirou said in disbelief, "And the ghost bride is the one who is hated, and this grand wedding is all her imagination?"
"right."
"Then why did she want to kill us?" Su Ming was very desperate.
"She always has her reasons. What we need to figure out now is why Zheng Duoyu said that he saw the impossible Dr. Lin in Gao Zhifei's room." Baichuan said.
"Yes, Baichuan and I were in the Zheng family ancestral temple for the whole afternoon. It is impossible for us to come back in person, unless someone pretends to be me." An Rao was also a little confused about this. "But why would someone pretend to be me? It doesn't make sense."
"We all seem to have not noticed the fourth rule of the haunted house," Bai Chuan said suddenly, "There are no babies or laughter in the haunted house, but there is laughter and joy at meals every day at the Zheng residence."
"So this is not a haunted house at all?!" Su Ming was shocked. "Two players have died, and this is not a haunted house at all?!"
"I think so," Baichuan nodded heavily, "Perhaps we didn't enter the real haunted house at the beginning, and we fell into the trap of the ghost bride when we entered."
"Baby, but we didn't see the baby either." Su Ming held on to the last glimmer of hope.
"It's possible that we just haven't encountered it. There are still many mysteries that have not been solved. For example, we haven't found out how Wei Ronger died, and we don't know what the round seal represents. Maybe Wei Ronger and Fang Qingqing saw the baby." Bai Chuan ruthlessly punctured Su Ming's vague hope.
Everyone fell silent.
Ever since the players expressed their uncooperative attitude, there has been almost dead silence at the dinner table. Players would rather stick to their own clues and not exchange them for information from other players. No one can be sure whether the other party will use false information to test themselves as a test subject for the rules of death. Instead of trusting others, it is better to rely on yourself.
But it was obvious that the four-person team was much more powerful than the other players, so An Rao and his four companions almost gained unanimous hatred from the other players at the dinner table.
"I'm done eating, enjoy your meal, everyone." An Rao wiped his mouth, folded the tissue neatly and put it away, then stood up and left the table first. Bai Chuan, Su Ming and Shi Yirou followed closely behind.
Wang Quanmin looked at An Rao's plate. The young man ate very little, but he ate very cleanly. The tableware he used was placed neatly and cleanly, as if it had not been used at all. He had a hunch that the young man had obtained key information that no one else knew.
Should I exchange it for the clue? Will he tell me the real thing? Wang Quanmin was thinking about it while drinking the soup, and he choked on the hot soup.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Wang Quanmin was choked and started coughing hard. He bent over and didn't notice the disgusted look Aunt Li gave him.
Today, An Rao and Bai Chuan went to the ancestral temple. Their heads and faces were covered with dust. Bai Chuan took a long shower in the bathroom and finally washed off all the dirt on his body. Thanks to the scarred man's execution, the long-lost necessity of life finally appeared in the public bathroom - the mirror.
Baichuan stood in front of the mirror holding a toothbrush. In fact, he was not familiar with the face in the mirror. He had no impression of the hair, facial features, light pupils, black earrings and feathers. The face in the mirror was undoubtedly beautiful, so beautiful that countless men and women came to chat with her in the hotel in Happy Plaza. But why did he have no memory of her at all?
In the quiet bathroom, the only sound was the sound of a toothbrush brushing teeth. The foam produced by the friction of the inferior toothpaste was large and rough. Baichuan stared at himself in the mirror. The toothpaste foam was getting more and more, and suddenly a ball of white toothpaste foam came out and dripped onto his chin.
Baichuan stared at the mirror, stretched out his fingers to slowly wipe the foam off his chin, and smiled contemptuously at the mirror.
"Old Bai, I found something interesting!" As soon as Baichuan walked in, An Rao raised the booklet in his hand and waved it towards Baichuan, saying excitedly.
"Shh, stop talking," Bai Chuan pressed down the booklet and put his finger close to An Rao's lips, "Go to sleep."
An Rao:?
In room 213, He Xin poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her husband Gao Zhifei who had just come in after washing up: "You've worked hard today, drink some water quickly."
"Alas, I didn't expect that the preparation of dowry in their village is quite complicated," Gao Zhifei wiped the water droplets on his face, took the cup and drank it all, "but it's still worth it."
"Yes, those players don't know that asking NPCs for advice is actually the most effective way. This afternoon's work was not in vain!"
"I heard today that Xingfu Village needs ten bridesmaids and groomsmen to marry off their daughter. That means the eleven of us players are to serve as bridesmaids and groomsmen for the bride. It's obvious that Fang Qingqing and Wei Rong'er have been chosen by the bride to be bridesmaids and to accompany her."
"I think so. I think the bride's criteria for choosing best man and bridesmaid is to have people who sincerely wish her happiness. This is the same as weddings in the real world. If we don't cooperate and are not sincere, the bride may not choose us because she dislikes us!"
"Yeah! That's right!" Gao Zhifei slapped his thigh, "My wife is so smart!"
"It's getting late, we should go to bed early. Please wait a moment, I'll make the bed." Gao Zhifei put down the water cup, walked to the bed very skillfully and began to arrange the pillows and quilt.
The moment he spread out the quilt on his bed, a dazzling red color caught Gao Zhifei's eyes. A bright red silk handkerchief embroidered with a mandarin duck pattern was lying quietly in the middle of the bed. Gao Zhifei felt his blood freeze.
Almost the next second, Gao Zhifei picked up the thin coat that He Xin had placed at the end of the bed, rolled up the handkerchief, and then draped the coat and handkerchief over He Xin: "The weather is a bit cold, you should put on your clothes first to avoid catching a cold."
"Thank you!" He Xin looked lovingly at her considerate husband who was helping her dress.
Gao Zhifei lowered his head and glanced coldly at his wife who was concentrating on looking at the wristband, then turned back to continue making the bed. After the little episode just now, Gao Zhifei became more careful, and before he followed his fixed personal habit of sweeping under the pillow before going to bed, he carefully put on his coat.
Soon, Gao Zhifei's face suddenly turned cold. He carefully took away the pillow and found a small pink notebook lying right under his pillow! Gao Zhifei remembered what the tall man with black earrings said before, that is, don't touch the ghost bride's personal belongings. The ghost bride is likely to lure players into killing people by using things.
"He Xin," Gao Zhifei stood up and looked at his beloved wife with a grim face, "What is this?"
"What is that?" He Xin turned around and looked at the head of the bed where Gao Zhifei was pointing.
"What is that?" Gao Zhifei sneered, "You're the only one who knows that because a mouse appeared under my pillow when I was a child, I have to clean the bottom of my pillow before going to bed. Now there is a ghost bride's notebook under my pillow. What do you think is going on?!"
"How could I know!" He Xin's face changed, "I haven't touched your bed!"
"You didn't touch me? Then who do you think did it?" Gao Zhifei's facial features became twisted and hideous because of anger. "You are so good He Xin, I have always taken good care of you. I didn't blame you for the car accident that prevented you from having children. You actually want me to die?!"
"I didn't!" He Xin screamed, holding onto the wheels of the wheelchair with both hands and moving backwards. "Why would I frame you? What good would it do me if I harmed you?"
"It's not you?" Gao Zhifei's eyes were so cold that they could condense into a murderous knife. He approached step by step, "Then why are you retreating? Are you feeling guilty?"
"clang." The wheelchair had nowhere to go and hit the wall of the room. He Xin watched in horror as her husband, who usually was gentle and caring about her, suddenly became a different person, like a ghost with a green face and fangs, stretching out his hand to demand her life.
"He, I've been putting up with you for a long time! You paid for the bookstore so I couldn't get a word in. After the car accident, you were lying on the bed like a fucking corpse. How can I live like a man?! If you weren't still useful in this damn place, I would have sent you to see your damned parents long ago! Do you still want to hurt me?!"
"Oh-oh-oh-oh" He Xin was strangled by Gao Zhifei and couldn't speak. Tears flowed all over her face. At the moment of life and death, she truly saw the man in front of her who had slept in the same bed with her for nearly ten years.
Gao Zhifei pulled the wheelchair to the head of the bed and pulled He Xin's hand towards the pink notebook. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, forming a sharp contrast with He Xin's hand that was struggling to pull back but was pinched red.
"Pick it up for me! Pick it up!" Gao Zhifei roared.
"No, I don't want it! Wuuuu...Gao Zhifei, let me go!" He Xin cried and begged for mercy. She was unable to control her body and was dragged to the ground by Gao Zhifei in a miserable state.
Although she resisted desperately, she was no match for a strong adult man. Gao Zhifei pressed He Xin's hand tightly on the pink notebook. When He Xin's fingers touched the yellow talisman paper in the notebook with only a corner exposed, a string of dark and strange talismans poured out like running water, and climbed up along He Xin's fingers.
"Ah! What is this! Help!" He Xin was so scared that she started screaming and slapped her arms hard at the black talismans that were as dense as ants.
Gao Zhifei was so frightened by the horrifying scene that he fell to the ground.
"Save me," He Xin suddenly stopped and turned her head 180 degrees, staring at her husband who was sitting behind her with her face covered by the black spell, "Why didn't you save me? When you married me, didn't you say that we would live and die together?"
"No! No no no!" Gao Zhifei stumbled to his feet.
"Didn't you swear to be good to me forever? Why did you abandon me?!" He Xin suddenly calmed down strangely. Black talismans flowed all over her body like countless well-trained ant armies. Suddenly, her originally weak legs moved, and then she stood up staggeringly, like a child who had just learned to walk, and staggered towards Gao Zhifei with her hand stretched out.
"Ah! Don't come over here!" Gao Zhifei was so frightened that he lost control of his body. He opened the door and rushed out. It was quiet outside. Everyone else was in a deep dream and no one opened the door.
He Xin, who was behind him, was about to reach the door when she was stopped by the black pottery jar in the corridor outside Room 203. The yellow paper on the bottom of the pottery jar glowed slightly, and the black runes that were flowing on He Xin's body began to sink, tearing her skin, crushing her bones, and sucking her blood. A healthy person was turned into a mass of something with no shape or texture in an instant, and then eaten up by the pottery jar.
"Bang." The lid of the pottery jar was closed.
Gao Zhifei, who heard the noise in front, thought He Xin was chasing him, and hurriedly turned back to ask He Xin to spare him, but found that the corridor was empty and there was nothing there. Even the strange pottery jar that tripped him when he ran out of the door just now was nowhere to be found. She must be dead! Just like the two women in front, she died cleanly! Gao Zhifei breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he bumped into someone.
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