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

Chapter 93 Paper Wedding Dress [12]

Just two steps into the door, Yan Qing felt that the house was really dark. In fact, the house was not without light at all, but all the windows were surrounded by black cloth, and the light from the windows was like It was blocked by something, and it was impossible to penetrate into the room at all.

All the light in the room is held by the person in front of him.

Only the kerosene lamp in his hand had a little scorched yellow light.

Following the footsteps of the person in front of him, Yan Qing saw the faces of the paper figurines illuminated by the light.

Every paper figurine is tied up in a lifelike manner. There are paper figurines of all ages, men, women, and children. They are neatly placed in the room, and the paper figurines are placed next to each other. The quiet house feels inexplicable. A little more tranquility.

The house is actually quite large.

But currently in this position, there are only three of them alive.

And a bunch of neatly arranged paper people.

Shi Yan followed along silently, the boy's face could not be seen clearly under the dim light, and he could only hear the sound of clear and even breathing.

Walking all the way to the middle of the room, the man holding the kerosene lamp stopped and turned around slowly.

Only by the light of the kerosene lamp, the two could see clearly that this man was a hunched old man, his back was bent like a shrimp, and his palms were facing up, holding the kerosene lamp firmly.

The wrinkles on the old man's face are clearly visible, the eyelids are pulled down, almost covering the position of the eyes, but the light shining from the eyes is still shrewd and clear, and the black and white eyes do not look like those of a sixtieth year old man. elder.

"What are you going to buy?"

The old man's voice was hoarse, as if a piece of iron had been swallowed in his throat, and there was a dull feeling when speaking, as if the vocal cords had been destroyed, with an inexplicable hoarse feeling.

Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly: "I want to try the whole process."

Holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, the old man turned his head slowly, as if looking for something.

Yan Qing stood aside and looked around. There were actually many more things in the house than she had imagined. In addition to all kinds of paper figurines, there were also many wreaths hanging on the wall, large and small. have.

The girl backed away to the side, and her waist hit the corner of something hard. She turned her head to look, and the first thing she saw was a table.

Yan Qing looked carefully with the light that was not too obvious.

It's an unfinished coffin slab.

"...Grandpa, are there paper figures here?" Yan Qing looked away and asked slowly.

The old man turned his head slowly, glanced to the side, and replied in a still hoarse voice: "These are all next to it."

There are really many styles of paper figurines. In addition to the human appearance, there are many other animal appearances.

Yan Qing looked silently, and there was something made of paper in the corner that looked like a sedan chair.

"I'm not talking about this kind of paper man." Yan Qing made a slight gesture, "It's small, only the size of a piece of paper, like a simplified version of a stickman."

When I first entered the copy, there was a small piece of paper stuck from nowhere.

It seemed like an inanimate gadget, but every time she took a step, the little paper figurine followed her.

A small inverted triangle imprint following the girl's footprint.

If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

The old man seemed to think about it, he shook his head: "This is not sold here."

There was something that looked like a bill by the old man's hand. He seemed to be calculating the amount, and would ask Shi Yan some questions from time to time.

It wasn't the first time Shi Yan had come into contact with a copy of Chinese horror, so it wasn't a smooth answer, but there were no problems after a set of procedures.

There was a faint smell of herbs from the back room, very faint smell, as if someone was decocting medicine in it.

"...Is someone sick?" Shi Yan took two steps towards the small door of the back room while the old man turned his head to draw his abacus. He had just left when the old man looked over vigilantly.

Shi Yan paused.

Yan Qing noticed something, followed Shi Yan's words and asked: "Is it Brother Lian?"

The old man slowly shifted his gaze to Yan Qing again, stared at the girl's innocent face for a while, and slowly recalled that when the girl knocked on the door before, she mentioned that she was Sun Yuyu's cousin and came to Tang Lian to get something.

"Sun Yuyu's cousin..." The old man moved his abacus unconsciously with his fingers, "Are you Yan Qing?"

There was a bit of surprise in Yan Qing's eyes, she seemed to have acquired some character set that had a deep connection with NPCs, not only Sun Erniang and Sun Yuyu knew each other, but even the old man in front of her who couldn't be named seemed to know that there was a person called 'Yan Qing' with.

The girl responded.

The old man seemed to have thought of something, he took his hand away from the abacus, and put the kerosene lamp on the unfinished coffin board.

"Brother Lian has always been in poor health. He has been sick and takes medicine all the year round. When the seasons change, he will be seriously ill." The old man said, "This time he is also seriously ill. It seems that he wakes up with cough every night. Be careful not to see the wind."

Shi Yan stared at the small door in the back room, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Can we meet Tang Lian?" Shi Yan asked aloud.

The old man shook his head, "No, brother Lian's health is too bad, and he doesn't see anyone these days."

Seeing the old man's resolute attitude, Yan Qing walked to Shi Yan's side, raised his hand and pulled the boy's sleeve, and shook his head gently.

After making an appointment with the old man for the next time, the two left the funeral shop.

After walking out of the area of ​​the funeral shop, Yan Qing inexplicably felt that the surrounding area became much warmer. The girl turned her head to look at the shop that was still covered by the black cloth, and slightly retracted her gaze.

She doesn't have the skills in this area, if Lin Ke were to look at it, she would probably be able to see a large cloud of Yin Qi.

This shop is very dark, even people who are not particularly sensitive to this aspect can feel the dark air and coldness of the funeral shop.

"I still haven't seen that 'Brother Lian'." Yan Qing pursed her lips, thinking: "Brother, why don't we climb the wall at night? Let's see what this brother Lian looks like."

Shi Yan's voice remained unchanged: "If you look at it at night, you may be able to see many paper figurines walking at night."

Those paper figures in the shop...

If they are all active.

Yan Qing imagined for a while, and the girl sighed softly.

Definitely next time.

"Then what should we do at night?" Yan Qing was thinking, night is actually the best time to get information, although the way will definitely be abnormal, but the task is more important.

Shi Yan walked side by side with the girl, lowering his eyes as if he was thinking about something.

Yan Qing paused for a moment, "By the way, there is a mirror in Sun Yuyu's room."

(End of this chapter)