Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After lunch, everyone explored around the village again, trying to find the secret behind the village, but there was no big gain.

In the evening, seven people, carrying colorful whips, met at the place Grandma said.

They watched others setting off colorful whips when entering, so they followed suit, lit the colorful whips, and entered the house amidst the sound of firecrackers.

"sky!"

Bai Yi covered his mouth and looked at the body in the coffin.

The body in the wooden coffin was shriveled, black and thin, and it didn't look like it had just died. But strangely, his head was extremely full, and the skin on his cheeks was not shriveled.

This contrast seems extremely inconsistent, like a pieced-together body.

【Host!There is dark power remaining in this corpse!You and the little pity be careful! 】

0731 found it and quickly reminded Jinchen.

Jinchen looked at the corpse calmly and frowned slightly.

"Are you afraid?"

Nan Yu suddenly asked him, his expression was rare and serious.

"Don't be afraid." Jinchen didn't know why he suddenly felt depressed, so he held his hand and rubbed it to comfort him, "Why are you unhappy?"

The two of them turned their heads and looked at each other. Nan Yu suddenly wanted to say something, but in the end he just pursed his lips twice without speaking, and resumed his smile.

"No, I was just asking."

After the villagers bowed twice to the corpse, the seven of them were invited by Ava Laosi's relatives to the outer courtyard to wait for a feast.

"That body is so weird," complained Wednesday.

They chose a position facing the coffin at the door, so they could clearly see what was happening inside.

"Yes, yes, but it's not necessarily a ghost. After all, there are a lot of strange corpses in the copy." Zhao Ling still looked at the coffin in the room, frowning and thinking.

"No one here thinks there is anything wrong with the corpse."

Bai Yi also observed the surroundings. Whether it was the relatives and heirs kneeling on the ground in mourning robes, or the guests who came to express their condolences, no one except the seven of them thought the corpse was strange.

"Everyone...it's best to be careful," he said.

In fact, as they said, after it was completely dark and when we were about to leave, an accident happened.

The paper figures originally standing guard on both sides of the mourning hall suddenly seemed to come to life, with a hee-hee sound coming from their throats.

It was very similar to the girl crying outside the window last night.

After hearing this on Wednesday, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly hid behind everyone.

"That was the sound last night, that was the sound!"

"Strange...strange," Bai Yi was puzzled, "This paper man...has no eyes either!"

"Perhaps they are not here for us?" Zhou Zheng saw that although the paper man rushed towards people in the room, he never crossed the threshold.

"Ahhhh-"

A middle-aged man who was kneeling next to the coffin suddenly screamed and muttered nonsense. His expression seemed to be that he had seen something extremely terrifying. He didn't even care about the paper man who was rushing towards him and was squeezing the man tightly with both hands. Void.

"You're back! You're back, aren't you! You come to me for revenge!"

"Hee hee hee……"

Several paper girl girls were happy to see this scene, gathered around the middle-aged man, holding hands and spinning in circles.

This scene was so weird that everyone else in the mourning hall ran out quickly.

"There's something dirty!! Hurry! Go and invite the grandma from the liquor store!"

Someone yelled.

"No! You can't scream! My father still needs to be buried!"

The young man stopped them, blocking them with both arms, "Don't forget that grandma can only burn corpses! My dad is most afraid of fire! This must not be done like this, I want him to be buried in a glorious hanging coffin!"

"Otherwise! Otherwise, just sacrifice again! There are too many weird things recently!"

The young man's words caused several elders who were about to call someone to stop. After looking at each other in confusion, they finally made a decision.

"Okay! Sacrifice! Let the new tourists guard here tonight, and go up the mountain to bury him tomorrow! Let's worship!" said the elder.

Players: "..."

An indiscriminate disaster, really an indiscriminate disaster.

All the guests had fled, leaving only the players who had to stay because of the NPC, and the relatives of Ava Laosi.

At this time, the paper man in the mourning hall had almost drained the middle-aged man's blood. The two clusters of blush on his cheeks were getting redder and his lips were covered with blood stains.

The relatives outside were almost scared to death, but they also realized that the paper man might not be able to get out of the mourning hall, so they all found excuses to leave.

"I heard from Uncle Li that you are new tourists, so I will ask you to watch my father's coffin tonight."

There was also some fear and fear in the young man's eyebrows. After seeing Zhao Ling nodding, he ran out of the outer courtyard.

Zhao Ling: "So our task tonight is to guard the mourning hall."

"No...why are all the lights dark again?"

Zhou Zhou patted his chest with lingering fear, and the scene that happened last night came back to his mind.

"Is there a greater chance of something happening here tonight?"

Bai Yi answered him, "No...no, it's not...possible."

〖Congratulations to the player for triggering the side mission: the mourning hall. Please enter the mourning hall. If you stay alive for an hour, the mission is successful〗

〖Warm reminder: No more than two people can enter at one time, alternating until dawn〗

Hearing this, Jin Chen lowered his eyes and thought.

There are now seven of them left, divided into at least four groups, and each group has an hour alternation and it is just dawn.

But this also means that someone must enter alone.

"One of us has to enter the mourning hall alone." Zhao Ling looked at the other players.

He Xun looked at the strange corpses and colorful paper figures in the mourning hall, pursed his lips and said: "I think... this mourning hall is too weird, a more powerful person should be allowed to enter alone."

He raised his eyes, and his eyes glanced at everyone in turn, slightly glowing.

"What do you think?"

Wednesday agreed immediately. He didn't want to be left alone. "I agree, I agree. Strong people should be allowed in."

"I don't...I agree."

Zhao Linggang wanted to refute, but suddenly he felt that what He Xun said was actually right.

Zhou Zheng nodded and said firmly, "The most powerful among us is undoubtedly Nan Yu, who is in the top three of the personal rankings."

"I'm not strong, I'm weak."

Nan Yu sighed quietly, leaning on Jin Chen's arms as soft as a bone, then covered his lips and smiled, gently poking Jin Chen's chest, "What do you think?"

The phoenix eyes were slightly threatening, as if Jinchen didn't follow his wishes, and that hand might strangle his neck at any time like before.

Jinchen laughed, stroked his hair, and adjusted his posture to make the man more comfortable.

"You are right."

"Jinchen, how can you be so selfish?"

He Xun did not face Nan Yu directly, but looked at Jin Chen, clasping his fingers together nervously.

Unexpectedly, Jinchen didn't look at him at all, he took Nan Yu and walked to the mourning hall.

He said something coldly as he passed by.

"Noisy."