Infinite Weird Game

Chapter 112 Double Happiness Town () Statue of the God of Happiness
After appeasing the groom's family, Mrs. Xu led a group of men and drove aggressively towards Xi'er's house. Apparently they had discussed how to deal with the body.

Li Yao took Liu Bingding and quietly followed the team without attracting the attention of any NPC.

[Name: Passerby A]

[Type: Skill]

[Effect: Reduce the sense of presence to a small extent and reduce the probability of being noticed by NPC]

[Note: You jump into the sea of ​​people, but you are just a drop of water; you shout loudly, but the sound of a gnat; no one will pay special attention to you, you are just a passerby]

This is the skill Li Yao obtained in the third copy.The effect is very weak and can only play a trivial role on the NPC; the remark is more like a mockery of her real life - but I didn't expect it to be useful here.

Mrs. Xu's feet are not slow and she is not as nimble as an old man of her age.Li Yao and Liu Bingding were out of breath before they could barely keep up with her pace.

They didn't dare to follow her too close and always kept a distance of ten meters from Mrs. Xu, for fear of being discovered by the NPC and destroying the effect of the skills.

Turning around the alley, a house appears in front of you as soon as you enter. The walls are mottled, red gauze is piled up, and the wooden door is half open, as if inviting people to enter.

Xi'er's family has arrived.

Mrs. Xu and the men were no longer in sight. They had obviously taken the first step and entered the house.

The sky turned cloudy at some point, casting a layer of misty gray on all the red and white buildings.Without the sunshine, the white mist that had just dissipated rose up again from the shadows, and the gauze stretched like a white silk silk.

Someone had just died, and even the breeze blowing in the face carried the damp breath of death; the air was surprisingly quiet, with only the sound of the wind blowing at the corners of the clothes.

Li Yao unconsciously stepped lighter, stepped on the bluestone, and walked towards the door of the house.Liu Bingding followed her with peace of mind and moved forward cautiously.

Li Yao gently pushed open the wooden door. Although she had paid great attention, it still made a "squeak" sound.Her heart skipped a beat, and the movements of her hands froze.

The wooden door was blown by the wind and slowly opened to its maximum. After the sound of the friction of wood dissipated, there was no other sound between heaven and earth.

Li Yao waited with bated breath for two seconds, but nothing happened.

There was no NPC in the courtyard.

Liu Bingding came forward and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? We must have gone right. Could it be that Mrs. Xu didn't arrive at Xi'er's house at all?"

"Ghost hits the wall." Li Yao thought of a term and said it.

She actually didn't know what was going on. She only knew that the current situation exceeded expectations.Originally, all she was afraid of was that Mrs. Xu and other NPCs would discover her whereabouts and stop her from entering Ah Xi's room; but now, she doesn't even know what she should be afraid of.

Danger hides in the dark, the unknown brings fear, every plant, every tree, every move may mean the point of death.

"What should we do? I don't know any supernatural knowledge at all. I'm completely blind..." Liu Bingding said angrily.

"Let's go in first. There's no one there, so it's convenient for us to explore." Li Yao had no intention of spreading fear.After she finished speaking, she strode into the courtyard.

The west wing, which was sealed with red paper and red cloth, was a bright red, with strands of red cloth hanging from the eaves, like Bai Wuchang's tongue, trembling when the wind blew.

Li Yao stepped on the red confetti on the ground and walked toward the doorway of the west wing, which was obscured from view, making rustling sounds along the way.

She lowered her hands and stood quietly, staring at the crumpled word "囍" on the door. Her black eyes slowly smeared with color, and the luster was swallowed up in the thick black, as empty as the mouth of a dry well.

Liu Bingding didn't wait for Li Yao to make a move. When he looked up, he saw her lifeless eyes. He was startled and said quickly: "Li Yao, are you okay?"

Li Yao woke up as if from a dream, and there was light in her eyes again.She smiled gratefully and said, "Just now I remembered the dream last night again, and I almost had a nightmare. Fortunately, you woke me up in time."

Liu Bingding's call just now was completely unintentional. When Li Yao said this, he couldn't help asking worriedly: "You are not in a good state now. Do we still want to go in? I think this house is very evil. How about we exit first?" , wait until Qi Wen and the others come back?"

Li Yao said nothing and raised her hand to open the door.

The room seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time. As soon as the door was opened, there was a handful of dust blowing on people's faces, which made the two people at the door cough dryly.Fibers and dust particles floated in the air, and the rotten wood products exuded a gurgling smell. It was not unpleasant, but it was not pleasant either. The accumulation in the lungs gave people a feeling of depression.

There was no body or figure in the room. It seemed that it had been sealed for a long time and nothing had come.

Liu Bingding whispered: "Is this the place we are looking for? It doesn't look like anyone has lived there."

"This should be a space created by ghosts." Li Yao briefly expressed her judgment and walked towards the wall step by step.

Liu Bingding followed her steps with his eyes, and soon noticed the large brown patches mottled on the gray walls.

"It's blood." Li Yao said, "Looking at the shape and angle of the splatter, it should be blood stains left during the fight."

Liu Bingding noticed that the brown color on the wall was uneven, and it could be clearly seen that it was splashed on several times and from different angles.There was also a scratch mark that was thick at the bottom and light at the top. It should have been caused by smearing a person's wound on the wall.

Li Yao looked around, and finally landed on a wooden bed against the wall.

The wooden bed was exquisitely carved, but the corners were covered with thick cobwebs.The bright red wedding quilt and mattress were spread on it, which had long been stained with dust, and was mixed into a wine-red color that appears after wounds ulcerate.

Li Yao walked over and knelt down beside the bed. His green and white hands ignored the dirt and carefully groped on the mattress.Half a minute later, she locked the target, opened the zipper on the edge of the quilt, and pulled out a folded gray paper page.

It was a newspaper, and after unfolding it, there was a report:
[20-year-old female college student disappeared while traveling, police have intervened in the investigation]

There is very little information in the newspaper, just headlines and photos.Li Yao pondered for a moment and said: "Using the expression 'police', it seems that the Public Security Bureau had not been established at that time. The time should be 30 years ago."

Liu Bingding nodded as he was taught, and stepped forward to take a look at the contents of the newspaper.With just one glance, his gaze was fixed.

He was stunned for two seconds, pointed to the face of the missing person in the photo, and said uncertainly: "Isn't this...Isn't this Xi'er? I recognize the person for sure, and I can't be wrong. Isn't Xi'er a fool?" "

"Sister-in-law Xu lied to us." Li Yao said coldly.

The moment she finished speaking, the scene around her curled up and folded like water-stained paper, gradually starting to collapse and shatter from the edges. It dissipated into clouds of gray-white mist like the collapse of a high-rise building, and then gradually became bright red. It burned like a flame, creating a new picture.

The two people present received the system prompt at the same time.

[Submissions have been refreshed]

[Sub-quests: ...]

……

"Please... help me..."

The fog around him was as thick as clouds, obscuring all scenes, leaving only a huge black coffin parked in front of Qisi, letting out pitiful sobs.Qisi stood in the fog, looking down at the coffin from beginning to end.He noticed that a strange-style bronze nail was driven into each of the four corners of the coffin. The nails were not firmly nailed, and almost half of them came out. Fortunately, they did not completely fall off.

"Help me...let me out..."

The young female voice in the coffin was still calling for help. Through the thick coffin board, the voice was distorted as if it was coming from underwater.

"Why should I save you?" Qis asked curiously, "Can you give me any benefit?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and the things in the coffin seemed to be confused by the question, and they didn't make any sound for a long time.

Chiss got a little bored waiting, so he stepped forward, took out a small awl from the special bracelet, and knocked back the fallen coffin nails one by one.

When he finished hammering the last nail, a gust of wind came and blew the coffin into gray sand. A lot of the fog was also blown away, and the sky was clear and clear in front of him.

Qisi heard the footsteps that had disappeared for a while reappeared behind him. There were exactly two people, probably Shang Qingbei and Du Xiaoyu.He stopped and looked back, confirming once again that it was the two of them.

Du Xiaoyu followed Qisi closely, and when he saw the young man suddenly stopped, he couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Brother Qi, what happened?"

When Shang Qingbei saw Qisi turning around, his back subconsciously tensed up, and he also cast a questioning look.

"It's nothing." Qisi didn't intend to tell the truth about the situation he just encountered.

He turned his head, his back to the two of them, and said in a joking tone: "I just suddenly thought of an interesting question. In ancient times, there was the story of Mr. Dongguo and the wolf. In modern times, there are incidents of helping old people but being blackmailed. It is possible to help others without dying. It would be bad luck, why hasn’t the ‘helpful’ gene been eliminated?”

Shang Qingbei listened to Qisi's dark and violent remarks, and said with a twitching corner of his mouth: "Helping others is not a gene, but a virtue. Basically everyone has advocated this since childhood, and this virtue will naturally not disappear."

"Why should we advocate it? Maybe the probability of being unlucky when helping others is as low as %, but when it comes to individuals, it is % unlucky. Society does not take risks for individuals, but it still requires individuals to take those risks Uncontrollable things..." Qisi paused for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "It's another drama of sacrificing individuals to benefit the collective."

Shang Qingbei pursed his lips and did not intend to continue. He felt that if he talked to the young man for a few more words, he might not be able to preserve his outlook on life as a good young man.

Du Xiaoyu next to him nodded in agreement, as if he was enlightened.

Shang Qingbei saw this and couldn't help but curse: Illiterate people are easily led away and believe whatever others say.

Qiss didn't know what the two of them were thinking, and he didn't intend to know.By burying the matter with some nonsense, his goal was achieved.

The vermilion temple door can be vaguely seen in front, and two red lanterns with the word "囍" written on them are hung in front of the door, moving automatically in the absence of wind.

The Temple of Joy is dedicated to the God of Joy. Someone is probably burning paper inside. The smell of incense candles is coming out, and the smoke carrying the black paper remnants escapes from the doorway and flies high into the sky.

Zeiss walked over quickly and stopped outside the threshold.

The God of Joy enshrined in the shrine seems to have moved a little further outside. The bright red skirt hangs down like flames, and the dots of light golden patterns outline the undulations like waves.Only the eyes were left on the God of Joy's face, and his pale face looked like a dead person in an ice cellar.

The kneeling newcomer statues under the statues all faced the door, as if they were kowtowing to the players outside the door.A large piece of the outermost layer of paint on the statue has fallen off, revealing the copper-green interior. From a distance, it looks like two newly unearthed zombies.

Ziss crossed the threshold and raised his eyes to look at the statue. The moment he saw the face of the statue, he seemed to have seen some funny comedy. He bent over and laughed loudly.

"God of Joy?...Empress?..." He laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking, and it took him a long time to utter two words. They were mixed in with the "gurgling" sound of his teeth and could not be heard clearly, and gradually merged with the laughter.

Du Xiaoyu and Shang Qingbei followed Qisi closely and entered the Temple of Joy one after another. Then they heard the young man let out a burst of crazy laughter as if he was possessed.

Shang Qingbei took a step back without saying a word, keeping a distance from Qisi to prevent being infected.

Du Xiaoyu hesitated for a while and asked tentatively: "Brother Qi, what's wrong with you?"

After being asked this question, Qiss reluctantly pulled away from the great joy and excitement, and then he remembered that there were two people standing beside him.

He could only try his best to suppress the laughter back into his throat, straighten his waist with his lips pursed, and raised his hand to point at the statue of the God of Joy, signaling to his two temporary teammates to look at it.

Du Xiaoyu followed his instructions and looked over, wondering: "Why does this God of Joy look like a man? But he is quite beautiful, hehe."

Shang Qingbei also discovered the two points Du Xiaoyu said and said, "What's so funny about this?"

While the two of them were talking, Qiss finally lowered the corners of his lips to a normal level and moved his eyes to look around.

The interior of the Temple of Happiness is much larger than it looks from the outside. In addition to a road leading to the shrine blocked by incense candles in the middle, there are also wing-sized ear chambers on each side.

There are six coffins neatly placed in the left ear chamber, all of which are exactly the same as the phantom coffins that Qis saw in the fog before, with the same carvings and the same coffin nails.Qisi recalled the feeling of hammering nails, and couldn't help but touch the silver bracelet on his right wrist, wanting to hammer nails all over again.

The smoke from burning paper comes from the ear chamber on the right side.Red gauze curtains hang from the ceiling, blocking the ear room and aisle.Through a layer of gauze, one can only vaguely see a hunched figure kneeling in the center of the ear room, which must be the person burning the paper.The players - mainly Qiss - made such a big noise just now, but it is really strange that this person can still remain still.

Qisi walked around the candlestick, walked over, and gently lifted the gauze curtain.

The person who was burning the paper was a hunchbacked old man, wearing black clothes, black cloth shoes, and a black hat. Only his hair was white from head to toe.He had no intention of paying attention to the player. He only stretched out his swollen fingers, picked up pieces of yellow paper, and put them into the brazier in front of him.

Qisi asked: "Old man, who are you burning paper for?"

The old man didn't look back and replied in a hoarse voice: "This is sending a message to the Goddess of Joy."

"Signaling?"

"Old man, what I am burning is prayer paper, and I am silently reciting what I want to say in my heart. Your Majesty can see it over there."

Qisi touched his chin and asked seriously: "How are you sure that the Goddess of Joy can read? What if she can't read?"

The old man was silent for a second, turned his head suddenly, and said angrily: "What do you know, this young man? You only know nonsense!"

Qisi saw clearly that the old man had the same wrinkled face as Mrs. Xu, but without the white powder, he looked darker and more like a living person.

After waiting for a few seconds, before Qisi could speak, the old man thought he had frightened the person, so he stopped talking to the person and picked up the yellow paper and burned it.

When Qisi saw a thick stack of yellow paper beside the old man, he thought of something, so he knelt down, picked up a few pieces of yellow paper, and slowly put them into the brazier.

The old man glanced at the uninvited guest, but in the end he didn't say anything and just continued the action at hand.

An old man, a young man, an NPC and a player, squatted opposite each other around the brazier. The scene was particularly harmonious.

　Thanks for the 100-point reward for the sour and vegetable fish soup! (By the way, I recommend this book: "Xuan Xia" by the stubborn Cangjie. I have a role/doge in it)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)