Zhang Yuanqing found that he had missed the point.

Based on his experience in the Mountain God Temple and the knowledge he had gained from reading numerous guides, he subconsciously believed that this kind of survival copy required the spiritual realm travelers to discover clues and find ways to deal with crises on their own, and then resolve the crises one by one.

Just like he did in the mountain temple.

Therefore, after he successfully survived the crisis of the ghost doll with the help of intelligence, he actively searched for the rouge box, believing that there must be a way to solve the crisis of the paper man in the rouge box.

In fact, this was true. He realized the pattern that the paper man would kill one person a night, or stop killing when its essence and blood were satisfied, and thus he survived.

But this is unreasonable, not every night wanderer has the capital like him.

It can be said that based on the difficulty of the first two levels, 99.9% of the Night Wanderers will not be able to pass and will undoubtedly die, and this is not the biggest crisis of the copy.

He got the point wrong. Aphasia Village is a survival dungeon, not a combat dungeon (although combat is also for survival). Survival is the main task, and he should not have fought in the beginning.

But in the village, you can't survive without fighting. The elusive ghost dolls and the teleporting paper figures are bound to be encountered as long as the time is up. You can't survive without fighting. Therefore, the correct way to play is to leave the village and go to the ancient tomb.

Yes, the ancient tomb and the village together make up the complete map of the Aphasia Village.

Starting from the introduction to the Spirit Realm, to Wang Xiaoer’s narration, to the old man’s description, and then to the location of the ancient tomb given by Mr. Xu, these clues are telling the Spirit Realm Traveler that there is a map in the copy.

The ancient tomb is safe, at least at night. Because the introduction to the spiritual realm clearly states: That night, she followed out

The princess and the magical props have left the ancient tomb. Now the most dangerous place is the village, and the ancient tomb is safe. Therefore, the "Run away" prompt given by the Elvis speaker is not a way to deal with the paper man, but a way to pass this dungeon.

After figuring it out, Zhang Yuanqing did not leave immediately. He continued to sit on the edge of the bed, stroking the cold metal shell of the Elvis speaker, and whispered to himself:

“There is still one doubt, one question.

"The suspicious point is that there was no crisis at the third watch, but all the villagers died at the fourth watch. According to the existing rules, the one who encountered the mirror at the third watch should be the one who encountered the mirror, and the one who encountered the princess at the fourth watch. The princess is the most cruel, so the whole village died.

"But there was no crisis at three o'clock in the morning. So, was the crisis at four o'clock the mirror or the princess? If it was the mirror, then what about the princess? Was she just a background?

"The question is, the tomb is safe at night, but what about during the day? Is it safe during the day? The main quest is to survive for 24 hours, not to return to reality at dawn. I entered the dungeon around 10 o'clock this morning."

Due to the lack of prior information, it was difficult for him to guess the answer. He could only put the matter aside for the time being and take the deceased No. 1 out of Mr. Xu's yard and head towards the ancient tomb.

"Squeak~"

The deceased No. 1 closed the gate politely.

Zhang Yuanqing stood by the stream and looked around cautiously. He was in a village where rammed earth houses and stone houses were arranged in disorder. His vision was not wide, but he could not sense that there was any strong gathering of yin energy.

The paper man is not around.

Hurry and leave… He led the corpse and ran a few steps, then suddenly stopped and stood there dumbfounded. Zhang Yuanqing encountered a fatal problem—he could not tell east, west, south, north.

The commonly used methods of determining directions at night are "observing the moon" and "observing the constellations", but the night sky in the copy is as dark as ink, without stars or moon.

Lack of reference.

In addition, there are no fresh plants in the village, so it is impossible to infer the growth of branches and leaves. "The passage of time in the dungeon is the same as in the outside world. It is summer now. I remember that the wind blows from the southeast in summer."

However, the village was shrouded in a gloomy aura, like an invisible mist, which disrupted the natural wind.

Zhang Yuanqing racked his brains but couldn't come up with a good idea. Unfortunately, he was shocked on the spot. He thought to himself, I am a top student at Songhai University, one of the top universities in the country, but I was defeated by such a small detail?

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the merrily flowing river and thought of an alternative way.

River water flows from high to low, and where there are mountains, the terrain is higher, so the direction of the stream flow can be ruled out, and the back mountain is not there.

Although the river water does not necessarily flow out from the mountains, as long as you go against the flow of the water, at least you will not go in the wrong direction.

"One li is 500 meters, and 23 li is about 11 kilometers. Mountain roads are more difficult to walk on than flat land, plus it takes time to find the ancient tomb."

It was very close to the third watch at this time. Zhang Yuanqing silently calculated that it would be difficult to find the ancient tomb before the third watch, but there would be plenty of time to reach the destination before the fourth watch.

A man and a corpse walked in the dead mountain village. Their footsteps and the cheerful sound of water merged into a lonely and monotonous movement, echoing in the silent night. In this kind of atmosphere, ordinary people with weak wills would suffer a mental breakdown even if there was no danger.

I have to say that the exclusive spiritual realm of the Night Wandering God is indeed a bit hellish.

Zhang Yuanqing walked forward and counted at the same time. After about fifteen minutes, he finally walked out of the village. A compacted dirt road led to the fields outside the village. At the end of the fields was a rolling mountain range.

It is majestic and tall, lurking quietly in the darkness.

Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. He was lucky that the river water flowed out from the mountains.

Suddenly, just as he was about to walk out of the village and into the fields, he felt a chill on his spine as if someone was spying on him from behind.

Zhang Yuanqing turned around suddenly. Behind him was a desolate and dilapidated mountain village shrouded in gloomy darkness. The path was quiet and led deep into the village.

The evil Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly, and without stopping, he ran quickly with the corpse, running farther and farther, and disappeared in the fields.

Running across the muddy ridges, they soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

After entering the mountain, there are many ways to determine the direction. The sunny side of a single tree is to the south, and the shady side is to the north.

In the dense forest, the drier side of the rock is the south, the wetter side with moss is the north, and even the ant nest (cave entrance) faces north and south.

After finding the southwest direction, Zhang Yuanqing led the Yin corpse deep into the dense forest, passing through the forest and moving forward quickly.

Every few minutes, he would stop, re-identify the directions, and adjust his direction to avoid getting lost in the lush forest.

As for the distance of twenty-three miles, there is no better way but to rely on one's own estimation.

After running for about ten miles, Zhang Yuanqing stopped beside a pine tree and spit out a breath of Yin Qi. The Yin Qi fell to the ground and condensed into a round and cute baby with sparse hair.

"Ababa..."

The little funny guy opened his big black eyes, looked around, then fearfully crawled to his owner's feet and hugged his calves.

Speaking of which, the little funny guy has grown up to this age, oh, not that old. Anyway, since he was born, he has never seen deep mountains and dense forests, and he has an instinctive fear of unfamiliar environments.

"Go find the treasure!"

Zhang Yuanqing gave orders while comforting the little funny guy.

It is not difficult to find an ancient tomb. You just need to make good use of the treasure hunting function of Xiaodoubi to locate the tomb in the mountains. Of course, the premise is that it is not too far away.

If you release the little funny creature in the village, it will most likely go looking for the rouge box.

After receiving the command from his master, the little funny boy called out "Aba" a few times and quickly crawled behind Zhang Yuanqing.

I asked you to find the ancient tomb, not to go back to the village to find the rouge box. Zhang Yuanqing grabbed its fat legs, lifted it up in the air, and threw it forward: "It's the other way around, go look over there!"

The little fool looked bewildered, as if he didn't understand why his master's orders were inconsistent. However, he still obeyed his master's orders, suppressed his instincts, and crawled towards the designated destination.

The little baby spirit moved its limbs quickly, like an agile little spider.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the infant spirit slowly.

As he was climbing, the little funny guy suddenly changed direction and went back the way he came.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly stopped him and recalibrated his direction.

The little funny guy immediately stopped treasure hunting, looked at his master blankly, obeyed his order, and crawled towards the southwest.

Zhang Yuanqing followed with the corpse behind him. After about a few minutes, the little funny guy made another turn and returned the same way.

Alas, you idiot, you are rebelling again. Zhang Yuanqing leaned over and picked up the little funny guy, not letting him lead the way anymore, frowning deeply.

He analyzed it carefully and concluded that there were probably no treasures left in the ancient tomb, or the remaining things were of little value, which was why the little fool kept crawling back to the village.

Because there are rouge boxes, ghost dolls, and mirrors there. Although they are all ferocious and supernatural, they are also top-quality props.

They attract little idiots.

"In this case, I can only rely on myself..."

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the baby spirit in one gulp and continued to move forward with the corpse.

The night was dark and time passed quietly. About forty minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing finally found the tunnel.

It was a weed-covered valley with no rocks around. A round hole was visible among the lush green weeds, and streams of thick yin energy poured out from the dark and deep hole.

I was overjoyed to find Zhang Yuanqing.

Although there was no timer, he estimated the time and it was very close to the fourth watch.

To be cautious, Zhang Yuanqing's spirit split into two, entered the Yin corpse, and jumped into the robber's hole. The hole was not deep, about two meters. After landing, the deceased No. 1 walked along the narrow robber's hole that could only accommodate one person, and moved forward in the dark. After more than ten meters, he came to the end of the robber's hole. The hole was not surrounded by soil, but thick blue bricks.

This robbery hole was dug from the top of the tomb, and a slight sound of falling to the ground was heard in the tomb chamber.

About four meters high... He leaped into the tomb.

Zhang Yuanqing outside waited for a few seconds to confirm that there was nothing unusual in the tomb. Then he jumped down the tomb tunnel, walked forward along the corridor with his back lowered, and jumped into the tomb.

With his night vision, he could see everything in the tomb.

The tomb covers an area of ​​about 40 square meters. The walls are made of blue bricks. There are two clay sculptures of maids and guards in each corner of the tomb. Over the long years, the clay sculptures have already cracked and broken.

The outside of the tomb chamber is connected to an upward stepped passage paved with pebbles.

Behind the tomb chamber is another corridor door leading to the depths.

"This should be the front room..." Zhang Yuanqing made an analysis based on the clay sculptures in the four corners.

Perhaps because the tomb was connected to the outside world, the air in the tomb was not stuffy and there was plenty of oxygen.

He controlled the corpse to explore the way ahead, and followed behind, looking at the brick walls around him. The brick walls were laid with blue bricks in staggered joints and glued together with white lime. The wall of the aisle door was built with three layers of vertical bricks and three layers of lying bricks.

In the professional terminology of archaeology, this is called Three Vouchers and Three Fu.

Only very high-level tombs can use this kind of masonry method. Well, Zhang Yuanqing learned these from watching tomb robbers. It is not taught in school.

Passing through a corridor door about six meters long, the man and the corpse arrived at the main tomb chamber.

The main tomb chamber is vast, as big as the lobby of a five-star hotel, with a stone coffin bed on a Sumeru pedestal in the center and a white jade coffin at the bottom.

There are niches built on the east, west and south walls of the main tomb chamber.

Some of these niches contain porcelain and pottery, some contain rusty bronze objects, and some contain half-person-high black wooden boxes.

At the four corners of the main tomb, there are some bronze ceremonial objects.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his gaze, quietly left the main tomb chamber, stood at the aisle door, and then manipulated the deceased No. 1 to push the coffin.

Next, he wanted to verify a guess. If the princess's body was lying in the coffin, then the crisis at four o'clock in the morning came from the bronze mirror.

On the contrary, the biggest boss of the copy is the princess.

Surprisingly, even with the strength of the deceased No. 1, he couldn't push open the coffin.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was at the aisle door, returned to the main tomb in surprise and pushed the coffin together with the corpse. Even with their combined strength, they still couldn't push it open.

What's going on? Is it the spiritual realm that restricts me, or is the coffin sealed with a secret technique so that outsiders cannot open it? Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds, gave up the idea of ​​opening the coffin, and seemed to be relieved.

After the Lao Bangzi incident, he had a psychological trauma about opening the coffin. Zhang Yuanqing manipulated the corpse to move the wooden box in the niche, but found that it could not be opened either.

"Well, it looks like a shelter."

Zhang Yuanqing sat on a wooden box, stopped tossing and turning, and waited for dawn.

Zhang Yuanqing sat in the dark and silent tomb for a few minutes, feeling a little bored. Dead No. 1 couldn't chat, so he thought about "a doubt and a question" again. Although he had come to the tomb, he still had no answers to these two questions.

This made Zhang Yuanqing feel uneasy.

"Let's wait till dawn. After dawn, the village should be safe and the villagers will return to normal. I will go back and ask an old man. If the mirror has been sold, then there is an explanation for the absence of strange things at three o'clock in the morning. The danger at four o'clock is the princess."

"But why can't the coffin be opened..."

Oh, right, the wandering Taoist priest.

According to Wang Xiaoer's description, the wandering Taoist priest also entered the ancient tomb...

Considering the fact that the coffin could not be opened, Zhang Yuanqing had already guessed that the person lying in the coffin was a wandering Taoist priest, and he did not belong to the plot line of this copy, so the Spiritual Traveler could not open it.

I wish the old man’s sarcophagus had been so sensible... Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and glanced across the tomb, feeling that something was wrong.

He pondered for a few seconds and took out his Insight glasses.

After putting on the glasses, he scanned the room again, his pupils suddenly condensed. Through the glasses, he saw the details of the main tomb and understood what was wrong.

The burial objects were arranged so neatly.

This shouldn't happen. Wang Xiaoer has been here. It's reasonable for a thief to rummage through everything when he breaks into a house.

But everything from the porcelain to Tao Hong, to the boxes and ceremonial objects was so neat. At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing felt as if an electric current was passing through his body, bringing him a shuddering sense of terror. "Huh~"

He quickly spit out the little funny guy, stared at the round and cute baby, and ordered in a deep voice:

“Treasure Hunt!”

After receiving the order from his master, the little funny boy swiftly moved his limbs and crawled out of the main tomb chamber.

The infant spirit ignored the coffin and the valuable burial objects and crawled away.

Zhang Yuanqing's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

He suddenly understood why the little fool had been returning the same way before, and why the coffin and the box could not be opened. All this was fake.

This is not an ancient tomb at all, and he was not close to the ancient tomb at that time. He... was under a spell!

When was I enchanted? Who cast the enchantment on me?

Zhang Yuanqing thought of the eerie gaze when he left the village. From beginning to end, only at that time did he feel something unusual. As for who cast the spell, the answer was obvious - bronze mirror! Calculating the time, it was almost three o'clock in the morning when he left the village.

"I understand why nothing strange happens at midnight, because the bronze mirror's magic is imperceptible to ordinary people and does not cause any substantial harm. It's not that nothing strange happens at midnight, but that no one knows about it."

If that's the case, I wouldn't have left the village at all...

Didn't leave the village

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes gradually turned terrified, and his face gradually turned pale until it lost all its color. "What time is it now?!"

Zhang Yuanqing shouted sharply, although no one would answer him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bone-chilling cold wind blew up in the sealed tomb, covering the sky and the earth.

“Mingming…”

Zhang Yuanqing heard the sharp howling of the wind and saw the brick walls, coffin eyebrows, funeral objects, and everything in front of him being blown to pieces by the wind.

No matter how powerful the magic is, it will be broken immediately once it is disturbed by the outside world.

The princess is here!