There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

For a while, the mourning hall was as quiet as a cemetery.

Father stared at him with wide eyes. His eyes were definitely not the joy of seeing his son's lost and found. It perfectly interpreted the collapsed mood of ordinary people watching fraudulent corpses in daylight.

Bai Yan glanced over, skipped over Yaomei and Sanzi who were present, and hooked another person.

Holding a broken bowl, Qin Kun stood there and looked at himself. He was not surprised at this person's sudden appearance. In the flash, the two quickly made eye contact.

At this moment, other people also reacted.

"You! You, you, you..." His father pointed at him, "Are you not dead?!"

Bai Yan: "Father wants me to die?"

Father suddenly trembled, as if he had recovered from being frightened away: "What nonsense are you talking about!" After speaking, he stepped forward two steps, grabbed Bai Yan's hand and pulled him out of the coffin.

Bai Yan didn't resist, and came out following his strength. When he came down, he seemed exhausted and staggered. Fortunately, he was helped by Qin Kun who rushed over.

His father was still babbling: "...how could I want you to die? Didn't you poke my heart when you said that! I'm going to pass out with joy if you survive! Hurry up, go and take your clothes It’s changed, it’s going to Pudu! It’s unlucky to wear this clothes.”

Said so without seeing a trace of joy in his eyes, the angle of his mouth did not move.

The hand holding Bai Yan was like a dry eagle claw, pale and cold.

It echoes his face.

Bai Yan: "..." I didn't know if I was happy or not, but it was obvious that I was about to pass out.

This face is not like a living person, it is pale and stiff.

Instead, it echoed the expression of the half-dead ghost behind him.

Bai Yan and the ghost looked at each other, obviously the ghost didn't expect anyone to see him, he rolled his eyes stiffly, straightened his head quickly, and gave him a polite smile.

——And one person and one ghost look exactly alike.

Bai Yan's eyes ignored the ghost, as if he didn't see it, it was just a coincidence.

He obediently replied "Yes", and broke Father's hand from his arm.

Then he turned around, looked at the two "brothers and sisters" who looked at him with indescribable expressions, and smiled politely.

These two should be players.And Dad is an npc.

Why do you say that, because the costumes of several people are obviously different.

This person's clothes bear the logo of "Resurrection Game" at first glance, and there are obvious weapons around the waist and legs.

Bai Yan had seen the third son's clothes in the game "Mall", and it was a set for fifty hours.

Compared with them, the clothes on Dad's body are much more plain, a white sweater, coat, and shorts, all of which are so dirty that the original color can hardly be seen, and there are some holes in the pants.

Poverty is very real.

"Hurry up! What are you doing standing here?" Seeing that no one was moving, Xu Shi felt as if his father had turned on a switch. When the switch was turned on, he suddenly became furious.

"Boss goes with him, you guys, unload the coffin. Be careful not to fall, after tonight, take it back to the damage shop!"

Everyone: "..."

After a while, the third son said with a toothache: "But Dad, the second brother in this coffin has already slept..."

I have seen clothes and shoes returned, but I have never seen a coffin returned!Been sleeping for a while.

What do you say when you return it?Could it be that I didn't sleep well in your coffin?

His father immediately raised his hand: "If I tell you to go, you can go! What kind of nonsense are foreigners."

When Dad reprimanded the third son, they had already left the "mourning hall" and came to the yard.

"elder brother?"

Bai Yan was following behind Qin Kun, but suddenly he quickened his pace and walked to his side.

"Huh?" Qin Kun responded reflexively, and after a while, he realized what he called himself.

"! Keke cough..." Then there was a suppressed cough.

He narrowed his eyes, rubbed his fingers in his pockets to caress the material of the clothes.A moment later, he clenched his right hand in front of his face.

After a long while, I struggled to speak: "...what did you call me?"

Bai Yan was very puzzled why he called Tianlei at that very sound. Seeing him ask, his eyes swept over the reddened ears of the other party: "Brother." He smiled slightly.

"..." Qin Kun returned to normal.

"Did you see any clues?"

"Do you know where to change?"

The two spoke at the same time.

"?" Qin Kun looked at him suspiciously.

"Did you let me pass through this dungeon wearing this shroud?" Bai Yan showed helplessness.And it's not his own shroud.

Qin Kun's clothes were the same as before entering the dungeon, but his clothes have changed.

It's just a simple set of undershirt and shorts, but it's brand new, and you can tell it's a shroud that was put on after death.

Thinking about it with his face, he knew that it was impossible for Bai Yan to wear someone else's shroud.

To be able to endure until now is already the extreme.

"Just find a room." Qin Kun looked around and said, "You and I are playing with each other. I really don't know which room is yours."

Bai Yan nodded.

So they both went into a room.

Bai Yan: "..."

"I'm talking about Brother Qin." Bai Yan looked at him with his chest folded, his eyes narrowed, "I'm changing clothes, what are you doing here?"

Qin Kun: "..."

He said "fuck" in a low voice, turned around and was about to go out.

Seeing that he was going to leave, Bai Yan was puzzled: "Why are you leaving? We are all men, so what is there to avoid?"

Qin Kun: "..."

He took a deep breath, turned around and raised his hand to cover Bai Yan's head, rubbed it vigorously, and gritted his teeth: "Change it to yours."

Then he turned his back.

Then he heard Bai Yan chuckling behind him, as if he saw something funny.

Qin Kun: "..."

He touched his pocket subconsciously, and now he urgently needs a cigarette to calm his mood.

Touched empty.

He just stood there for a while, but there was no movement behind him.

Qin Kun: "Are you ready?"

Bai Yan behind him: "I'm not used to being watched."

"..." Qin Kun just wanted to beg for mercy and stop messing with me, but he heard something strange from his words.

Turning around, I saw Bai Yan standing in the center of the room, with a slender figure, still wearing the same suit.

The legs are long and straight, and because the waist is twisted, the waist line is obvious.

--Very thin.

Qin Kun asked: "What's wrong?"

Talking, walking towards him.

Bai Yan glanced at him, then turned to look behind him.

He was meeting eyes with a face that was bloodless and even covered with mottled corpse spots.

From a ghost's point of view, this face is not ugly, and from the slightly deformed face, you can still vaguely see some shadows of its handsome appearance when it was alive.

Ask Bai Yan why he knows, because he has seen the appearance of this ghost before it was alive.

In his own mourning hall.

on that photo.

——It was the character of "Second Brother" he played himself.

Bai Yan no longer turned a blind eye to the ghost behind his father this time: "Brother, just because you are a ghost, doesn't mean you can play hooligans without fear."

He changed his clothes, and the ghost brother stared straight at him behind him, his eyes were in focus, without any distraction.

Qin Kun frowned: "Is there a ghost behind you?" He asked very directly.

Bai Yan: "It's not just me," he raised his chin, "There are behind everyone, but you can't see it."

The moment he saw everyone in the mourning hall, he also saw the ghosts following them.

But none of them were close to them, about a foot away from them.

As for Bai Yan himself, the black shadow behind him only appeared at the moment when he got out of the coffin.

When lying in the coffin before, it did not.

Qin Kun didn't speak for a while.

Bai Yan looked at the indifferent face behind him, like a ghost who hadn't heard him at all, and said "tsk": "Don't look."

The ghost stared at him with dead fish eyes.

Without further ado, Bai Yan grabbed the ghost's neck with one hand and its head with the other, and turned it 180 degrees on the spot: "See no evil, don't you understand human speech?"

ghost:"……!!!"

Then he looked at the ghost behind Qin Kun.

Ghost: "..." silently turned his head.

"Is there anything special about these ghosts?" Qin Kun guessed.

Bai Yan: "Is it special that the ghost behind me looks the same as my identity?" As he spoke, he simply pulled off his shirt.

Qin Kun: "..." What he originally thought in his mind was burnt to ashes in an instant, leaving no scum behind.

Standing at attention, he turned around and walked outside the house.

Bai Yan looked at his back and raised his eyebrows, and didn't speak any more.

After changing his clothes, he looked at the ghost behind him: "Can't you talk?"

The ghost's neck seemed to be equipped with a spring, and it had been in a reversed position just now, and now it turned back after listening to his words.

After a while, the door opened and Bai Yan came out from the door.

He saw Qin Kun standing in the yard smoking a cigarette.

"?" Bai Yan walked to him in two or three steps, "Where did you get the cigarettes?"

"I just bought it." Qin Kun said.

Bai Yan: "Can you draw in the game?"

Qin Kun nodded.Although you can no longer buy those knives and guns in the game, you can still buy cigarettes.

But there is only one brand, "Resurrection Game Manufacturing".

There is no composition formula, and the taste is also a thousand flavors drawn by 100 people.

But it takes five hours for a pack of cigarettes, and they are often sold out.

There is a lot of pressure in the game, smoking is everywhere, and the game also engages in hunger marketing, which is really bad.

Qin Kun nodded, exhaled a puff of white smoke, his eyes were shrouded in mist and he couldn't see clearly.

Seeing that Bai Yan had been staring at him, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the irritability just now disappeared: "Smoking?" He passed the hand holding the cigarette forward.

Bai Yan looked like a college student. He didn't change into the "equipment clothes" that he wanted to be full of weapons, but a crisp white T-shirt and jeans.

Some people believed that he was a high school student.

And he is still the kind of three-good student, a noble student.

This "three-good student" nodded very simply, reached out and took the cigarette from Qin Kun's fingertips, and took a puff very skillfully.

He squinted his eyes and exhaled a beautiful smoke ring.

Qin Kun: "..."

After a while: "I can't tell, you still smoke?"

The eyes are a little complicated.

Bai Yan squinted at him: "Occasionally."

It's not accidental that he looks like this.

So Qin Kun took the cigarette back when he was about to take a second puff, and finished it by himself.

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows.

Just at this moment, a person ran over from the mourning hall just now: "Brother and Brother, are you all right? Dad is calling you!"

It's the third son.

Qin Kun crushed the cigarette with his fingers and put it in his pocket: "Let's go."

Bai Yan nodded.

When the two passed by the third son, the third son sniffed his nose, and then swallowed his saliva.

In the front hall, at the gate, Purdue's table was set up, and a snow-white cloth was placed on it, which was much whiter than the white sweatshirt his father was wearing.

Under the table is a green washbasin with a "face towel" that is very similar to a rag.

According to tradition, this is for the ghosts who come to enjoy food during worship to wash their faces and hands.

Very lined up.

On the table, there should be "three animals and four fruits", as well as a gold paper incense burner, wine cups and rice grains...

These are the rules that have been handed down for a long time.

Dad was chattering while laying out the fruit.

Several players stood aside obediently, watching him busy, and had absolutely no intention of going up to help.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that before, Yaomei wanted to step forward to help, but was pushed down by this npc instead.

Yaomei was like a paper doll, lying on the ground without any resistance, and a purple and blue palm print appeared on her shoulder instantly.

Father also babbled: "I'll be fine, you don't want to make trouble."

The players obediently stopped moving.

Watching my father busy, there is still time to take a short errand to communicate.

"My name is Chen Zi'ang, and I've played three rounds of the game." The third son was the first to speak, whispering to them.

"My name is Yang Hua." Yaomei rubbed her shoulders, her complexion not very good.

Bai Yan saw with his own eyes that the ghost behind her was a little closer to her.

Qin Kun: "Qin Kun."

Bai Yan: "Bai Yan."

The two of them talked less.

The third son was excited: "Oh, big brother Qin!" His eyes were shining, "Our captain told us about you! Great, with you here, our game will be stable!"

Bai Yan: "..." He turned his head and glanced at this person.

Where is the embarrassing rainbow fart.

"Who is your captain?" Qin Kun wasn't humble either. He had a low-talking and cold image in front of outsiders, and the third son didn't have any negative emotions.

"Concubine Liu Mang, sister concubine."

Qin Kun nodded and said nothing.

But Bai Yan moved his ears, feeling that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"I think that if we are grouped together, we might belong to the same camp. Do you want to form an alliance?" Seeing that he didn't speak, the third son stopped talking. Instead, he looked at everyone and directly clarified the meaning of forming an alliance.

"At least for the time being, there is no conflict in our tasks. Instead of fighting against people from other families, we have to guard against our own family members. Why don't we unite first. What do you think?" Although he said so, his gaze Most of them are facing Qin Kun.

"I think it's okay." Yaomei said.

But Bai Yan caught the key word "other homes", thinking that before he "cheats the corpse", these people came back from the outside, it looks like they went to other homes to visit the dead...

So now the general perception among players is:

In this round of the game, families first form units to fight against other families?

Everyone defaults to a group?

Bai Yan hugged his chest, tapped his fingers quietly, and swept around behind them, noncommittal.

But he didn't speak.Instead, he waited for Qin Kun to reply "Yes" before nodding: "Yes."

Like Qin Kun's men.

"Then..." Sanzi hadn't finished speaking, or just said a word, when he was interrupted by a loud noise.

When they looked around, they saw Dad was standing in front of the worship table, but suddenly he smashed the plastic basin in his hand on the ground, his expression was pale, as if he was haunted by something, and his eyes were staring at the void: "It's not me, it's not me!" Me, I didn't kill you, it wasn't me..." He murmured.

What's going on here?Triggered the plot?

Several people looked at each other and surrounded them one after another.

The third son boldly reached out and shook his father's shoulder: "What's wrong? Are you okay, who died?"

Dad didn't respond.

Bai Yan looked at the ghost behind him,

Nothing changes either.

"Who did you kill?" Qin Kun asked.

This sentence seemed to startle Father's soul, he widened his eyes suddenly, and mechanically turned his head to look at Qin Kun: "I'm not! I didn't kill anyone!" He seemed to be terrified, his whole body was shaking, "I didn't kill, that's not what I did!"

Then suddenly froze: "It's you, it's you, you are all murderers! Haha, you are all! The whole village, don't try to run away! He is here! He is here, find..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly rolled his eyes, foamed from the corners of his mouth, and fell straight down.

He was held by the player.

"Fuck?" The third son was stunned, "What murderer? Is there anyone who wants to come back and look for... who?"

This happened too fast, and the players hadn't reacted yet.

"Did you just give us a hint? The task point is coming?"

The well-known task point is that an accident is coming.

Yaomei: "Let's push him back into the house first." She didn't think about it that much, Dad fell towards her, and she supported the man's full weight, and she really didn't have the energy to analyze the words The universe in the world.

He gave the three of them another sneaky look.

Among the three big men, none of them helped to carry it!

Three straight men!

"Okay, any room?" The third son started to lift him up, and they didn't know which room was whose.

Before he could move his legs, he was stopped by Bai Yan.

"Let it go."

The third son followed the direction of his finger and saw the coffin that he hadn't had time to deal with.

"...?"

"Where?" He reconfirmed.

Bai Yan didn't reply to him, instead Qin Kun lifted Dad's body from his hands and laid it flat in the coffin.

Third son: "..."

Yaomei: "..."