Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

"Come in?"

"Come in, come in..."

Seven people stood at the entrance of the village, their expressions of uneasiness and panic could not be concealed.

He said he wanted to go in, but he didn't dare to take a step inside.

"Are you all unfortunate lost travelers?"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from behind the tree.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man with white hair slowly walking out from behind the tree.

He was wearing a long black coat and leaning on a wooden cane. He was thin and smoked native smoke from his mouth.

When the six players looked at each other, Sang Qingjiu smiled and nodded.

"Yes, grandpa, what's your surname? It's getting dark now. Do you think you can find us a place to live?"

Her normal attitude shocked the other six players.

The old man was also a little surprised.

He raised his face full of grooves and looked at Sang Qingjiu seriously, and then said in his old and hoarse voice, "My surname is He, and I am the head of Xiaohe Village. Come with me."

After saying that, the other party turned around and walked back to the village.

Sang Qingjiu raised his feet and followed.

The other six players were heartbroken, gritted their teeth, and quickly followed.

After all, everyone who has read the guide knows that if you don't enter the village after dark and don't proceed with the plot, everyone will die immediately.

It's better to go in and have a try.

Entering the village, the inside is even weirder and more eerie than the outside.

The earthen walls and black tiles resemble the structure of a backward mountain village, and it is also extremely dilapidated.

The cracks in the walls and roads are like a pair of eyes staring at prey in the abyss, making people's hearts sink.

But unfortunately, every household is hung with red silk.

The red lantern in front of the door looks like strange eyes.

There are also the sounds of suona, gongs and drums that come and go.

"Village Chief He, is there something happy in the village?" Sang Qingjiu asked with a smile.

Village Chief He nodded and took two more puffs of local smoke. "It's a coincidence that you are here. This is the biggest happy event in our village every year. If you are not busy leaving, why not stay a few more days to participate together."

In fact, after entering this village, it is not up to the player to decide whether to participate or not.

They can only and must participate.

"Okay."

Sang Qingjiu agreed, "But please tell the village chief more about this happy event."

Hearing this, Village Chief He's eyes curled up with a smile, and there were several wrinkles in his eyes.

"Since you ask, I'll tell you. This is the marriage of the river god."

Village Chief He's cloudy eyes were filled with admiration, "Our village is blessed by the River God."

"Every year, we have to contribute a bride to the River God, and the River God will bless our village with good weather and good weather all year long, and the villagers will be free from disease and disaster."

When he said this, the enthusiasm in his eyes made him look like a devout and crazy believer.

"That river god is really powerful."

"Yes."

"Who is the bride? We can also give you a gift."

"It cannot be said or said."

Village Chief He shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "Just live in the village. In seven days, you will know who the bride is."

Sang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and did not continue to ask further.

About seven or eight minutes later, Village Chief He sent them to a courtyard.

The yard looks renovated and newer than the houses in front.

There are seven rooms in total, which can accommodate seven people.

"You can stay here."

Village Chief He pointed to the yard, "The owner of this yard got rich a few years ago, so he repaired the yard of his hometown, and the family left the village."

There are seven neat rooms.

It's like copying and pasting, forming a half circle to form this courtyard.

Whether it is the door, the gaps in the brick wall or the various decorations, they are all exactly the same.

It's already weird just looking at it, let alone living in it.

"Okay, thank you village chief."

Sang Qingjiu sent the village chief away with a few pleasantries and a smile, and then looked at his six teammates.

Three men and three women.

Everyone introduced each other as soon as we entered the dungeon.

Feng Zheng, male, 28 years old, relatively calm, is already a dungeon veteran.

Zhao Tianlai, male, nineteen years old, a little timid, a newbie in copywriting.

Zhang Xuan, male, 23 years old, slightly out of touch, quick-thinking, has experienced several dungeons.

Li Jiaojiao, female, nineteen years old, is a couple with Zhao Tianlai, and is also a newbie in the dungeon.

Song Keren, female, eighteen years old, timid and naive, first entered the dungeon.

Zhao Xin, female, eighteen years old, considered sane, has entered the dungeon for the first time.

Finally, there is Sang Qingjiu.

"The darkness is not conducive to our investigation. Let's go to the room and rest for the night. Tomorrow we will focus on the custom of marrying the bride and the river god, and try not to arouse the anger of the indigenous people."

Sang Qingjiu gave a general summary of the current situation, and then said, "Is there anything else you want to add? If not, let's drop it."

"I would like to add that don't eat the villagers' food. We have food and water in our backpacks." Feng Zheng said.

He should be reading the dungeon guide.

But in general, it’s not wrong.

Because once you eat the food provided by the village, you will never be able to leave.

Even if he completes the mission, he will be left in the village and become a mindless walking zombie.

Sang Qingjiu nodded lightly, "Is there more?"

"I would also like to add that seven rooms correspond to seven people. They should live alone, so it is best not for two people to live together tonight."

Zhang Xuan said, looking at Zhao Tianlai and Li Jiaojiao, who were holding hands together.

What he said was really a kind reminder.

But Li Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him, held Zhao Tianlai's hand tighter, and whispered: "Which girl dares to live alone in a house that looks exactly like a coffin at night?"

Yes, coffins.

The entire room is rectangular, with a large front and a small back. The eaves are tightly integrated and protrude into a semi-arc shape in the front.

It does look like a coffin magnified N times.

Sang Qingjiu glanced at Li Jiaojiao with a dull look, "Choose a room and stay alone tonight."

Li Jiaojiao opened her mouth to refute.

But Sang Qingjiu's eyes were too sharp and oppressive, so she subconsciously closed her mouth.

Soon, everyone chose their rooms and went inside.

The sky also became completely dark.

At this time, there was a crisp knock on the courtyard door.

"Is anyone here?"

It was the voice of Village Chief He.

Sang Qingjiu opened the door and came out, "Does the village chief have anything to do with us?"

As she said that, she glanced at the courtyard door.

If I remember correctly, they locked the courtyard door before entering the room.

But now the lock on the courtyard door has disappeared.

"You guys came here so late at night, you probably didn't even eat. I asked the old lady to cook you some food."

From a small lunch box, Village Chief He took out a table of sumptuous dishes.

Chicken, duck and fish, everything is available.

It is bright in color and exudes a rich and tempting food aroma.

Even Sang Qingjiu felt like his appetite was aroused.

"Eat, eat, eat~"

Village Chief He seduced, "My old woman's craftsmanship is very good. If you eat it, you will definitely want to stay in our village and never leave."