It's Fu Guanzai's Tarot deck!
The Magician and the High Priestess land to buy time, while the Sun card clears the way ahead.
The Hanged Man gripped Qian Chang tightly, grabbed a golden vine with one hand, and used the golden vine to pass through the forest area where the ghosts had set up an illusion, and returned to the correct path.
Qian Chang was covered in mud and blood, with five scratches on his left shoulder and the skin and flesh of the wound turned outwards. He looked extremely disheveled.
He realized it was already dark outside, and he almost cried.
Good heavens, a fellow player actually came to his rescue.
He knew his abilities and skills weren't outstanding. To new players with few games, he was considered an experienced veteran, but to seasoned veterans, he really wasn't much of a value.
Whether he was still useful or they were genuinely kind, they saved him and he remembered the kindness.
Jin Teng located the spot where Shi Jinzhe was, and led the way the whole way. It was dark and there was no one on the road. A few tarot cards led Qian Chang back to the small villa in town.
As soon as they entered, the others quickly stood up.
Jin Teng shrunk his body and transformed back into a ring, returning to Shi Jinzhe's hand. The four tarot cards returned to their original positions, except for the Hanged Man.
He looked at his palm with a puzzled expression. The hand that had been holding the golden vine for so long was now about to part with it, and he felt a little reluctant.
Fu Guan, watching with a heart attack, said, "Go back, go back quickly. I'll find another instance to let you guys out to play later."
He's already played an Ace of Wands; if he plays another one, he'll get high blood pressure.
Shi Jin shrugged, but he didn't do anything.
Lalasheh's fingers twitched repeatedly as he said, "Protect me."
Shekh gave him a threatening look, and the Hanged Man immediately returned to his original position.
Fu Guan could not hear what he said, but it was clear that it was not a good thing.
"...Let's get down to business."
Qian Chang, who was sitting on the ground, took the towel handed to him by Huang Yingzong and thanked the others, especially Fu Guan and Shi Jinzhe.
Fu Guan pushed a glass of water towards him: "Don't rush to talk about that. Tell me what happened to you."
Qian Chang nodded and explained the details of the falling coffin, the rotting corpse, and the ghost wall, especially the part about changing the plot.
"To change the plot, you need to make sure it matches what the characters would do. I suggest you think about what your character would say or do in advance. If you think about it now, it will be rejected by the system. Don't waste your time on this. Like me, if I had been a second later, I would have lost the game."
Qian Chang took a pen and handed it to Shi Jin to write down, ["Especially your character design—a deaf-mute—is not a distinctive feature. The plot constraints might be either very large or very small, so you need to pay close attention."]
The fact that he accepted the gift at the last minute indicates that he will pay attention.
[Those who have survived a near-death experience should also be extra careful; even if you didn't die, you will encounter more dangers later.]
"We will be careful."
Yao Shu and Qian Chang were well aware of this, but Huang Yingzong didn't say anything. Shi Jinzhe wasn't sure what kind of situation it was for him to be targeted by a blind woman.
His behavior was normal, and he even handed Qian Chang a towel. If Lin Shu hadn't pointed out that something was wrong with him, no one would have realized that Huang Yingzong was problematic.
Qian Chang picked up two pieces of the cold-dressed grave grass from the table with his chopsticks. "Um, Aunt Qu isn't here?"
Jiang Xiaowan: "After Aunt Qu finished cooking, she went back to her room to rest. She said she got caught in the rain yesterday and wasn't feeling well."
Shekh spoke up: "I think Qian Chang isn't feeling well either, everyone should get some rest."
"No, no, no, I won't rest." Qian Chang insisted. He didn't want to stay in the room alone; it was too dangerous.
Shekh tilted his head slightly: "So what do you want?"
Qian Chang hesitated and nodded when she asked the question, mainly because Shehe's tone implied that she knew the answer already.
She may be asking if something is okay, giving you a choice, but if you don't follow her choice, she will definitely get angry.
Qian Chang hesitated: "I think..."
Shekh interrupted him: "Were you scared out of your wits when you went out?"
"I think we should all stay up tonight and play in the living room all night?"
When Qian Chang was reminded of her persona, her senses were instantly cleared.
It's best if they're all in the living room and not separated.
“I think it’s a good idea; it’ll be more lively with more people,” Fu Guan agreed.
Jiang Xiaowan: "I'm fine with anything."
Yao Shu: "Me too."
Lin Shu: "Sure."
When the time was up, the sign was raised, [?]
Qian Chang: "The minority shall obey the majority, it's settled then, let's play games tonight."
Ye Zhan and Huang Yingzong remained silent. Sheh thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
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It's 11 p.m.
The coffee table in the living room was moved away, and several blankets were laid out on the carpet, with pillows thrown on top of them.
Several female players sat around the sofa, while Sheh sat alone on a single sofa, leaning against her legs, on a makeshift bed on the floor.
Fu Guan was shuffling the cards. "You guys are really bad at the game. I could win even if I let you win."
Lin Shu replied with a couplet: "Let's change it. Besides Jiang Xiaowan, who can outplay you?"
Fu Guanzai: "What are we playing?"
“Let’s play something simple that nine people can do,” Yao Shu said, turning her neck to loosen her muscles. “I have something that you don’t. Do you know how to do it? It’s very simple. Everyone takes turns saying something that only they have done and no one else has done. If no one has done it, the person who said it is punished. If someone has done it, the person who said it is punished.”
Fu Guanzai: "This one is fine, let's take this one."
Rather than letting Ye Zhan and Huang Yingzong sit idly by, it's more appropriate to let them participate and occasionally speak up, so that they can promptly discover any suspicious points.
Jiang Xiaowan: "What kind of punishment should we use?"
Lin Shu: "Candy, the cheapest tier of three for one point in the item shop. One can satisfy hunger for half an hour, so we'll charge by the price of one."
Jiang Xiaowan: "Who wants to go first?"
When the time was up, he lifted his hand and held up the cardboard directly.
I am deaf and mute.
Others: "…………"
Shekh opened his palm and said to them, "Sugar."
The cheap, low-quality candies were delivered in a clattering sound. Shekh didn't like them, but scavenging from others was a very enjoyable thing.
After putting away the candy, she said, "I have a tail."
The others remained silent once again.
They went clockwise in turn, and the next one was Lin Shu, who said, "I can eat eight bowls of noodles in one meal."
Shekh reached out his hand three times: "Candy."
Lin Shu was speechless; she had miscalculated.
Yao Shu shook her bracelet: "My dad isn't human."
Shekh reached out his hand again: "Candy."
Qian Chang said confidently, "I have a wife."
Shi Jin, with his hands folded on his knees, reached out for candy.
Qian Chang is dumbfounded; how did he manage to squeeze into the early marriage race?
Sher happily collected the candy, and after round after round, a lot of candy accumulated on the sofa.
They played until midnight, and when some people got sleepy, the nine of them discussed keeping watch.
Qian Chang and Jiang Xiaowan were assigned to a group, Ye Zhan and Yao Shu were assigned to Fu Guanzai, and Huang Yingzong and Lin Shu were assigned to a group with Shi Jinzhe Shehe.
It was a very peaceful night. Nothing happened at the villa. Huang Yingzong didn't stalk anyone in the middle of the night. No one even suggested going to the toilet all night.
Shi Jinzhe leaned back on the sofa, his arm resting on his shoulder. Sheh curled up in a ball, his forearm draped over Shi Jinzhe's neck, stroking it absently. "There's no plot tonight."
"Well, it's the second night, and the fact that nothing has happened is the biggest anomaly."
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