Chapter 323: Desert Forest 9
As Su Qingyun led everyone across two blocks towards Uburi, the street suddenly changed.
This change is not due to the surrounding housing environment, but the temperature.
The inexplicable cold air came from all directions, making people feel like they fell into an ice cave.
Su Qingyun stopped and looked at the time on her wrist. She told everyone: The strange time has come.
At this moment, a noise came from a dilapidated house in front.
Then, behind him.
Then, crackling sounds came from more and more houses, as if something was crawling out from the ground.
"It's a zombie." Xu Xinghe judged. He stopped Su Qingyun behind him and stared at something that came out.
Su Qingyun stood behind Xu Xinghe and looked at the thing. It really looked like a zombie because it was covered in blood, had gauze wrapped around its head, and its body was crooked.
"It doesn't look like a zombie." Huang Xiaoya made his judgment, "It looks like a wounded soldier."
"A living person?" Su Qingyun asked.
"No, no, no, it's not a living person, it's a ghost, the ghost of a soldier who died in the battlefield."
The soldier Huang Xiaoya mentioned walked over unsteadily. In the dim light, Su Qingyun could see clearly what he was wearing. It was indeed a military uniform.
Then, a young girl came out from another room, carrying a basket in her hands, and she walked lightly.
Su Qingyun looked at her feet. Her feet were not touching the ground, but hanging about ten centimeters above the ground.
Su Qingyun looked at the crooked soldier again. His body was twisted but his feet were hanging.
No wonder Huang Xiaoya said he was a ghost.
So they went to hell?
When Su Qingyun was trying to figure out the origins of the two ghosts that appeared at a strange time, more ghosts came out from different houses.
They wandered around the streets, and didn't even look at Su Qingyun and the others when they passed by them.
It was as if Su Qingyun and the others were just a part of the scenery on this street.
But, they will greet each other.
The girl carrying the vegetable basket saw the crooked soldier and a look of worry appeared on her face. She asked the other party.
"Amu, your injury hasn't healed yet?"
"Yeah, because no one plays games with me."
Play games!
Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe exchanged glances, because one of the rules was that they could ask the natives in the city for information about the city lord, Mokara, but they had to agree to their requests, such as playing games with them.
When they entered the city just now, it looked like a deserted city with no living people.
So Su Qingyun thought that the indigenous people in the rules might refer to the desert forest underground city, not this empty city.
Now, she can change her mind. If she regards these ghosts who appear in the city at strange times as indigenous people, this is also in line with the rules.
Because this is also a city.
As more and more ghosts came out, the streets became lively, but not noisy.
Because apart from the sound of their talking, they made no sound when they walked.
Even if they speak, they won't speak loudly. Instead, they will speak calmly and then walk away.
Mechanical and orderly.
Su Qingyun would not rashly approach and talk to someone before she fully understood the situation.
When the ghosts gathered on the street, she chose a house and walked in.
This is a grocery store, but there are no goods on the shelves.
Su Qingyun took a quick look and saw a few boxes of matches, some canned food and a pack of toilet paper.
After Su Qingyun entered, she felt that nothing would pay attention to them.
Because they passed by many Aboriginal people on the street, and no one even looked at them.
But after entering the grocery store, a man soon walked out of a room and asked Su Qingyun what she wanted to buy.
Obviously, he could see them.
Su Qingyun was stunned at first, thinking that they couldn't see them, so why could the person in the grocery store see them?
"What do you need?" the other party continued to ask, but his attitude was not as good as before.
"A box of matches." Xu Xinghe answered for him.
The other person took a box of matches from the shelf and threw it on the counter.
"Three Hades Coins."
Su Qingyun took out the three smallest paper money and placed them on the counter.
The other party did not accept it, but asked, "Do you want to play a game? Ten ghost coins, play a game with me, you can win twenty ghost coins and a question."
"A question, do you mean to answer us a question?"
"Yes, my dear lady, you are very smart and can find loopholes in my words."
Su Qingyun smiled. This person's speech sounded a bit like translation.
But it is the underworld that patrols here.
The name "Yinsi" comes from ancient Chinese beliefs and Taoist culture, but the people in the grocery store spoke it in a translated accent.
Very strange.
"Would you mind telling me your name?" Su Qingyun asked.
"Oh my lovely lady, is that a question, if so you need to win the game."
It seems that if you want to get clues here, you need to complete a game with the local indigenous people and win.
No one knows what the consequences of losing are, because this is also a problem.
Su Qingyun decided to leave here and look for somewhere else.
If she really wants to play a game, she can first watch how others play.
They returned to the street and chose another house and went in.
This seems to be a snack bar. The tables are dirty and messy, and there is sewage on the ground. A middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties is playing games with a fat man.
Su Qingyun and others quickly surrounded them.
The game is very simple, guess the color. The woman takes out a picture and shakes it in front of the man, and then asks the man to guess how many colors there are in the picture.
The man didn't seem to see clearly, scratching his head for a long time, and then started to act like a spoiled child, saying that the woman had shown him too little time.
"I'll put it on the table and let you count it?" The woman was a little impatient. She asked the man to guess quickly, otherwise he would be considered the loser.
Then she began to count, the countdown to nineteen eighty-seven.
The fat man said a four.
"Lose." The woman turned over the card and pointed at the suit. "Five of a kind."
Then she took the paper money with a look of great joy on her face.
Su Qingyun kept staring at the woman's face and didn't pay attention to anything else. Ye Yi, who was standing beside her, noticed a change.
He motioned Su Qingyun to go and see.
Su Qingyun glanced at the table. It was clean. The dirty dishes and chopsticks that were on it when she came in were gone, and the residue on the table was also cleared away.
Su Qingyun seemed to understand something.
On this side, the fat man was not convinced. He pounded the table and said, "Try again."
"Okay." The woman began to shuffle the cards, saying as she did so, "We can also gamble on time here."
"What time do you bet on?"
"I'm betting on how long you'll stay here. You bet one day. If you win, I'll give you twenty ghost coins. If you lose, you give me one day."
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