After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 92 Paper Wedding Dress [11]

Yan Qing walked side by side with Shi Yan, the girl lowered her head slightly and thought about it, she remembered that Sun Yuyu said Tang Lian was not in good health, it probably had something to do with the funeral business at home, after all, it was a matter in the dungeon, since there were water ghosts, It means that there are ghosts and ghosts in this dungeon.

Not long after walking, I saw several coffins placed at the front door, just as Shi Yan said, turn left in front and you will arrive.

Even though Yan Qing didn't have psychic skills, he felt a chill when he approached the funeral shop. Everything around him was quiet, as if all the creatures had been killed by the chill. .

"What is this... Yin Qi?" Yan Qing muttered in a low voice.

Shi Yan raised his hand casually, and patted Yan Qing's head as if to comfort him.

The door of the funeral shop in front of him was closed, only a few coffins were piled up in the yard, and the surroundings were quiet.

Yan Qing paused for a moment, then she walked forward silently and knocked on the closed door, her fingers bent, and when her phalanges hit the wooden door, there was a dull sound, and there was a faint echo.

At first there was no response, Yan Qing knocked again for a while, she leaned her head slightly on the door, carefully listening to the movement inside, Shi Yan stood next to the girl, looking thoughtfully at the gloomy door in front of her .

When Yan Qing was about to give up, there were bursts of noises in the room, as if something was dragging towards the door bit by bit, and there was a piercing tearing sound when it rubbed against the ground.

Shi Yan gently picked up the collar of the girl's nape, and pulled her back.

The door in front of him seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and when it was opened, it made a dull sound.

The door was only opened with a gap, and one can vaguely see that the room is dark, and a person's eyes are exposed from the gap, the black and white eyes are staring at the person in front of him without blinking, because the eyes are slightly darker than the Because of the whites of the eyes, there was a little dark emotion in the eyes.

The person inside seemed to be lightly grasping the door in front of him, and there was a scalp-numbing scratching sound.

The voice is still muffled.

"Are you... all right?"

Yan Qing came back to her senses, she bent her lips, with her usual beautiful and innocent smile on her face: "Hi, my name is Yan Qing, and I'm Sun Yuyu's cousin. My cousin said that something was left here with Brother Lian. Let me come and get it."

Shi Yan gently put his hand on the girl's shoulder, and quietly looked at the person in front of him with only one eye exposed.

The young man glanced at this person, and looked at the scene inside the house through the door that was only a little open. The room was very dark, and it seemed that the lights were not turned on. Even the windows during the day were closed, and he could only see A kerosene lamp was lit at the edge, and a little scorched yellow light flickered in the dark room.

The man's eyes seemed to move, but there was not much emotion in the eyes, they were still dull.

He said, "There's nothing here for you."

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound like nails scraping against a wooden board from inside the door. It was piercing and clear. The man had a cold face and wanted to close the door.

Originally, the door was only opened a little, and Yan Qing couldn't even see what this person looked like. He could only judge from his eyes and the tone of his voice that this person didn't seem to intend to communicate with her too much.

Yan Qing raised her head subconsciously, and reached out her hand to hold the door, but just as she stretched out her hand, she was grabbed by the silent boy standing beside her.

When the door was about to be closed, the person in the room tried a little harder, but he couldn't close the door no matter what.

The man looked down with black and white eyes. Shi Yan picked up a small wooden stick from nowhere and thrust it into the middle of the door. His hand was in the middle of the stick. Under heavy pressure, it did not break.

Shi Yan was still holding onto Yan Qing's hand. He held the wooden stick in one hand to hold the door, and the other hand grabbed the girl's hand. The young man frowned slightly: "You use your hand to block it? What if you get hurt? "

Yan Qing was silent for two seconds, she pondered for a while, the girl raised her head, she didn't look at the boy with bent lips and smiled as usual, anyway, Shi Yan also said that her smile was fake.

The girl just looked at him, her voice was slow but firm: "I have healing skills, it's okay."

Shi Yan frowned and said nothing: "The use of skills by newcomers consumes a lot of mental power..."

"But brother will help me, right?" Yan Qing said, "brother won't make me feel bad."

There was a bit of determination in the girl's tone.

She seemed to have made up her mind that Shi Yan would definitely help her.

Yan Qing actually didn't know why she was so sure. In fact, she didn't trust anyone in the dungeon. Even though Lin Shushu and Lin Ke helped her in the last dungeon, she was more inclined to complete the task by herself in the end.

Shi Yan's intuition told him that Yan Qing smiled, and what Yan Qing said was actually unbelievable.

But Yan Qing's intuition also told her that she could trust the person in front of her.

It's an inexplicable intuition.

Shi Yan sighed softly, he stretched out his hand and patted the girl's head, "Don't be so reckless, Qingqing."

Yan Qing pursed her lips.

[Current progress: 9%. 】

When the system notification sounded, Yan Qing lowered his eyes slightly.

It seems that it is about to break through double digits.

This increases the favorability little by little.

But the system also told her that there was still a series of tasks waiting for her to do.

I don't know if Shi Yan's favorability will drop below zero after being robbed of the props.

Yan Qing sighed again, garbage system, garbage mission.

Garbage through the Book Administration.

In front of the two of them, the person who was holding the door against a wooden stick that looked easy to break looked a little annoyed. He tried his best to close the door, but the wooden stick was held in the boy's hand like it was made of iron. , not moving at all.

"Excuse me, we are actually here to buy some funeral goods. There is an old man in the family who is about to be buried. I heard that you have the most complete funeral goods here, so I came here to ask." Shi Yan said slowly.

The man inside paused for a moment, "Which village are you from?"

Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged: "It's from the next door village."

The man seemed to think about it for a while, the expression on his face softened slightly, he slowly let go of the hand that was about to close the door, opened the door a little, bent down slowly, and picked up the kerosene lamp beside him.

"come in."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows.

Shi Yan let go of the small wooden stick he was holding, and threw it aside.

The girl lowered her head and glanced, the small wooden stick that was thrown away fell on the ground and had been shattered into a puddle of powder.

This is just an ordinary small wooden stick, and it doesn't have any resistance to pressure. It's because Shi Yan is holding it against the door that it looks so hard.

Yan Qing looked away and walked slowly into the funeral shop.

(End of this chapter)