[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

"...The young widow got off the donkey, tied her head to the root of a tree, squatted in front of the grave, tore open the paper, and pressed a piece of yellow mud on it~ The master burned the paper..."

With so many people crying at the same time, it would be fine if the Chinese Music Library wasn't there, but since it was there, of course a few mourning songs had to be played to suit the situation. A sad and miserable song "The Young Widow Going to the Grave" suddenly emerged from Yuan Shisanxian's body, and he was pinching Tianxia Qi's neck, crying until he was hoarse and almost dying.

Number Seven in the World had already passed out with a bruised face and nose.

He was surrounded by people, some were lying down, some were kneeling, and some were burying their faces in the dirt, trying to moisten the dry desert with their tears.

Hu Fei knelt beside Number Seven Under Heaven. A row of people behind him pulled at his clothes and also remained kneeling with their mouths wide open. Tears and snot were streaming down their faces. Occasionally, sand and dust blew through and stuck directly to their faces. From a distance, it looked as if everyone was wearing a sand sculpture mask.

That’s not all. To the accompaniment of a mournful song that changed eighteen keys with crying sounds, Wuhua became a solitary dancer. He twisted his limbs wildly in the yellow sand and under the gazes of people. He couldn’t stop for a moment. Everyone was looking at him, whether they were kneeling or lying on their stomach. Even if they buried their faces, they would look at him sideways. Not even a glance could be taken away!

Wuhua was also crying. It seemed that he was the only one crying the saddest in the crowd. He was muttering to himself while crying, but the crowd was crying too loudly and no one could hear what he was saying.

When Shangguan Jinhong and the others came out, they were stunned by this scene. Although they didn't know what had happened, they couldn't help but feel lucky for having escaped.

If this had come out a step earlier, they would have cried with him! They would have cried for an hour and a half, who could bear it!

But no one can escape from the fate!

Just when everyone was in a frenzy, a bunch of paper money inexplicably floated down from the sky! As the paper money fell, a three-foot-long white silk came from nowhere and fluttered in front of everyone, followed by mourning sticks that fell from the sky and stuck firmly into the bricks and stones like soldiers, standing upright in the wind.

After all the items were ready, a coffin appeared out of thin air and stood in front of the gate of the palace!

Next, there were futons, fire basins, linen mourning clothes and... more paper money. Later, the sound of suona began, and the sound of professional funerals drowned out Yuan Shisanxian's Chinese music library.

Based on the principle of joining if you can't beat them, the style of the music library changed, and a melodious suona sound was heard.

This magical scene stunned the simple-minded people of Lugain and also shocked the Dark Monster Fighting Group.

Shi Guanyin couldn't believe her eyes. She looked around and nudged Ximen Chuxue with her elbow: "I seem to be hallucinating. I seem to see a coffin appear out of thin air in front of me?"

Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng were still holding hands. After a series of stimulations, they were no longer surprised by the coffin appearing out of thin air and forcing everyone to mourn.

Not only will they not make a fuss, they will even be able to use some of their IQ to analyze this bizarre scene.

"It's a skill." Ye Gucheng said, "There was no coffin before we came here. Whose skill is it?"

Shangguan Jinhong said: "It's mine."

Oh open?

Shangguan Jinhong explained: "It's about the same as Yuan Shisanxian's ability, so it's useless."

The skill is called: atmosphere group. It can automatically match the corresponding props according to the scene around the player, just like the Chinese music library of Yuan Shisanxian will automatically play songs according to the scene. The atmosphere group can't bear so many people crying dryly, so they must come up with something to match it, so as to be targeted.

This resulted in the awkward yet weird, weird yet absurd scenes they were currently seeing, causing several people to not want to get close to the mourning group, fearing that Xiaolongnu's skills would still have some power and would drag them in. The most important thing was that they had to first figure out what was happening here.

"I don't know either. I'm confused too!" said the guard standing guard at the palace gate, "Maybe these people are mentally ill? They have seizures at irregular times every day?"

Shi Guanyin took a deep breath, clenched her fists until they cracked, but smiled softly, "How did they have the attack? What did they do before the attack? Can you tell me?"

The guard began to talk. He pointed at the unconscious No. 7 Tianxia in the crowd and said, "It was him. Everyone wanted to beat him up. Then a man tried to stop him, and a little girl in white also tried to stop him. They couldn't stop him at all. That's how it happened."

It was the same as saying nothing. Shi Guanyin rolled her eyes at him, and it was another guard who completed the story.

In the eyes of the guards, Lei Chun was like an evil summoner. She neither drew a magic circle nor made any summoning gestures. She didn't even say the name of the summoner. She just shouted "I want to tell my father", and many people swooped in front of her.

Hearing this, Shangguan Jinhong punched his palm. He knew that this unfilial daughter had betrayed him! He is a good godfather when there is something wrong, and he is a useless old man when there is nothing wrong, right?
"As soon as those people showed up, they surrounded the tall man and beat him. I don't know why, but we couldn't stop them. They were about to beat him to death. And the female summoner didn't care. She just crossed her arms and watched them fight. This woman, tsk tsk tsk."

"and then?"

"Then the town portal opened, and two men and one woman walked out, carrying two corpses. As soon as they came out, they tried to stop the fight. After they got two people to lie down, someone started cursing, saying that they were all in the same group and wanted to beat the two men and one woman together. Then one of the men said that if they didn't stop, the lady would use her skills. Everyone stopped, but one person didn't listen."

The guard pointed at Yuan Shisanxian and said, "It's this old man. He said he is not afraid of skills. Today he will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and kill the traitors to vent his anger. He is not afraid, but others are. Those people stopped beating the tall man and went to stop the old man. The old man has a bad temper and beats anyone who tries to stop him. He beat two people until they vomited blood on the spot..."

Then it became lively. Some people stopped Yuan Shisanxian from beating No. 7 in the World. Some people surrounded Xiaolongnu, begging her not to use her skills and to give them a little more time, and they would definitely be able to solve the problem.

But how could Yuan Shisanxian be stopped so easily? Before he finished singing "The wind rolled up the dust and sand, and the clouds turned into rain and fell to the ground", he had knocked down several people. The rest saw that they could not stop him, so they all grabbed Hu Fei's clothes and stood in a row, just hoping not to be affected.

Some of the smart ones had already sneaked away. Seeing that he was not only going to be beaten, but also very likely to be beaten to death, Number Seven Under Heaven resolutely opened his arms, pretending to protect the people around him, and shouted: "If you want to hit me, hit me, don't hurt me..." Before he could finish his words, he was kicked hard in the butt by the person behind him, and slapped in the face: "You are still coming? I only regret that I didn't beat you to death just now!"

Number Seven Under Heaven covered his face, feeling so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

Xiao Long Nu frowned and just as she was about to raise her hand, Wu Hua held it tightly. This seemingly bright and elegant monk looked humiliated and said word by word, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Then he started dancing, spinning in circles, trying to control everyone, making them unable to move, without thoughts, and concentrating on appreciating his gangster dance.

If Wuhua could keep jumping, then the matter would be resolved satisfactorily. But he couldn't. Once he stopped, Yuan Shisanxian would still attack him, and most likely beat him up too.

This is not worth the gain.

Wuhua's mind became active. Wen Xue'an was not a good guy anyway. It was better to die with his teammates. After all, what did he care about other people's lives? He just didn't want to be controlled by Xiaolongnu's skills.

As the saying goes, it is better to let my friend die than to let myself die. Wuhua planned to jump and run at the same time. As long as he ran out of the control range of the skill, he could just watch this farce with a smile. Why not?

She was about to run away, but who would have thought that when she passed by Lei Chun, she would directly shout "Dad!" Wuhua was also a bitch, she said "Ah?" Lei Chun smiled and said: "I'm going to tell my dad!"

She smiled and said, "Where are you going, godfather? Are you leaving? Don't leave, just keep dancing. I think your dancing is very unique."

Skill takes effect.

Wuhua jumped back with gritted teeth. It seemed that he had no chance of stopping before the control time was over.

Damn it!
It's not over yet. Wen Xue'an didn't want to be beaten, but he didn't want to watch Wuhua dance either! After all, he was a smart man. While Wuhua and Lei Chun were talking and the dance stopped for a little while, he thought of a countermeasure and shouted anxiously with his neck stiff, "Don't dance anymore. Let the master beat you if he wants to! Don't let so many people get involved because of me!"

After he finished shouting, nothing happened. No one knew what went wrong. The Seventh Under Heaven was still trying to figure it out when, in a split second, a Chou Ji Fist hit him in the face. The Seventh Under Heaven soared into the sky and fell to the ground with a thud.

The people in his group were also in bad luck. He was being beaten up here, while Lu Xiaofeng and Xiaolongnu were drinking medicine over there.

After a bottle of red potion was finished, Yuan Shisanxian had already grabbed the seventh in the world by the neck. Xiaolongnu was eager to save people and didn't care about so many things. Since everyone was so bad-tempered, it would be better to cry for a while. It would not hurt her bones or waste her energy. It obviously saved time. Such a useful and efficient method was despised by everyone. It was so unreasonable.

When Wuhua started dancing again, Xiaolongnu's hand had already been raised and then fell.

So there was the famous scene of mourning in front of the palace.

Shangguan Jinhong and others were silent for a while after listening to this, and each of them raised different questions about this matter.

Shangguan Jinhong asked: "Why did they want to beat up Wen Xuean?"

Even though this guy looks pretty annoying, he's not so annoying that everyone should beat him up, right?

Shi Guanyin asked, "What is this town portal you just mentioned?"

How come she didn't find such a good thing?
Ximen Chuxue asked: "Where is the body?"

Ye Gucheng asked: "Only two bodies?"

The guards didn't know the first question either, and there was no need to answer the second question. The portal was still there, and from a distance it looked like a blue wall of light. It was said that no matter where you were, as long as you opened the scroll and the portal popped out, you would be taken back to town.

As for the last question, the guard pointed to the center of the crowd and said, "As for the body, it has just been taken out and burned by the enthusiastic tavern owner! You know, cremation is more popular here, and the ashes are scattered into the sea to give the deceased eternal freedom. Now, if you want to change to burial, you'd better go now. There will be a ceremony before the cremation. It should not be lit yet... right?"

a bolt from the blue!

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue's minds buzzed immediately, and they chased after him hand in hand.

Naturally, they had to go around the crying people to avoid falling into Wuhua's skill range. However, things did not go as they wished. The two of them avoided Yiwu Qingcheng but failed to avoid the Chinese Music Library!
The Chinese Music Library silently captured the movements of the two people. Perhaps it was because too many mourning songs had been played, so the music library wanted something new, so it accurately aimed at the two people's tightly clasped hands and began its creation.

"White wedding dress~Holding flowers~Beautiful like a fairy tale~Recalling that early summer, I was worried about you~"

The song "Let's Get Married" seemed so out of place amid the wailing, and the atmosphere group skills certainly would not miss this opportunity.

The paper money in the sky instantly turned into fluttering rose petals, and a red carpet automatically spread out under the feet of Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng!
The auditorium bells are ringing!

(End of this chapter)