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

"..." Bai Yan turned his head to look in the direction of the hall, met Qin Kun's eyes on the way, Qin Kun nodded, pushed the door out, and went to see who was pecking the rookie of the third son.

After Bai Yan watched him go out, he looked away, raised his chin at the ghost, and signaled to continue.

ghost:"……"

It was obviously someone who had never seen ghost bumping or watching a show, so it stood at attention for a while before continuing its performance.

"I died...so miserable—" It squeezed behind the door, no blood or tears left, and no trembling in its voice.

The whole sentence sounds like a woman from a good family who was forced to come out, full of perfunctory meaning.

Bai Yan: "..." His eyes became hotter.

The ghost didn't care about the audience's reaction—how else could it care!

Then he stared fiercely, "You killed me? You killed me! You killed me—"

After speaking, the voice slowly dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, the light came in again, the surrounding environment slowly returned to normal, and the ghost stood behind him again.

Bai Yan touched his earlobe, lowered his eyes: "Who killed you...?"

A picture suddenly flashed in his mind, similar to the "opening animation" when he just entered the game.

It was a group of children, punching and kicking a person on the ground.

And he himself seems to be in the scene.

is walking past.

It seems to pull the crowd away, but it also seems to join.

Bai Yan blinked, and his eyes returned to normal.

The ghost returned to his peaceful appearance behind him, and he would never return to him.

He opened the door and walked into the hall.

In the hall, the light was dim, but that was all. The ghost shadow stood obediently beside the two of them.

Qin Kun and his third son stood by the wall, facing the wall, looking as if they were being punished by standing against the wall.

Seeing him approaching, Qin Kun noticed him immediately and went up to meet him.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yan also looked at the wall.

"The word just appeared." Qin Kun pointed to the wall, "Murderer."

It is these four words.

After speaking, he looked at Bai Yan and asked how he was doing.

Bai Yan thought about it: "He asked who killed him."

State your guesses directly.

He raised his chin again: "Scared?"

The third son didn't come over, and didn't even give them a look, just stared at the wall in a daze.

His eyes were dull, and he looked like a dumb mallet.

Qin Kun shook his head.

Bai Yan took a few steps forward, and suddenly slapped the third son with his palm.

The third son was suddenly pushed and almost kissed the unlucky wall, but fortunately he recovered at the last moment.

Qin Kun witnessed all this: "..."

"..." The third son turned around to look at Bai Yan with a blank expression.

Bai Yan's fellow is still confident: "Are you trapped by the wall?"

Before the third son could react, he honestly shook his head.

paused but nodded again

"?" Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, "Are you dumb?"

The third son opened his mouth as if to speak, but stopped for no reason: "The ghost came so suddenly just now, I was frightened for a while." After speaking, he smirked dryly with his hair.

Bai Yan also raised the corners of his mouth and said "ohhh" at the end.Staring at him without leaving his eyes, with a half-smile, "I thought you remembered something."

"..." The third son was genuinely at a loss for a moment.

But Bai Yan stopped looking at him, and his eyes stopped on the altar at the door: "The tribute is finished, do we need to start worshiping?"

He did participate in the Purdue Ceremony during his lifetime, but at that time, he was not so much participating as a spectator. His eyes were there, and his soul didn't know where to fly, let alone remember the complete process.

"???" The third son looked at him, "It should be, first worship three sticks of incense?"

Bai Yan: "Who do you worship?" You have to worship by yourself, did he have this rule before when he was watching?

"..." This asked about his blind spot in knowledge.

The third son faltered for a while: "Worship the ghost..."

"?"

It was written on Bai Yan's face, you seem to be teasing me?

The so-called Purdue Ceremony has different customs in different places, but there is one thing in common, that is, on the day when the gate of ghosts is opened, tributes are prepared to save lonely souls and wild ghosts.

The purpose is to save these ghosts, in other words, to free these ghosts as soon as possible.

However, worshiping incense has the meaning of "worship", and most of them are facing lofty positions such as ancestors or gods.

...Now recognize ancestors in front of lonely ghosts?I am afraid that the coffin board of my ancestors will not be able to hold it down, right?

The third son himself felt weird and a little guilty.And besides this, he also worried about other things.

Even if it is true that the game blinds them and makes them "recognize ghosts as their fathers", what should they do with the "Extraordinary scriptures" later...

Of the three present, he himself naturally wouldn't.

The other two... The third son glanced at Bai Yan, who was unconsciously playing with the fingertip dagger, and Qin Kun behind him.

At first glance, it is the Lord who does not believe in Buddhism.

If only "Daddy" was here.

The third son secretly sighed.

It's a pity that Dad doesn't know whether he is dead or alive now.

I don't know if it was "leaving home angrily" after being knocked out by the "son" after waking up, or it was simply broken, and the game recycled it and "rebuilt it".

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sighed again.

Of course, he would not say these words of worry, after all, people are stunned by words, so when he said it at this time, it was inevitable that he would feel like complaining.

With his thoughts, he was the only one who was struggling with it.

The other two had already taken the incense happily and just lit it.

Bai Yan held the incense with one hand and swung it up and down three times, as casually as when shaking his hands with water after washing.

He took a formality very perfunctorily, and then inserted the incense on it.

——This counts as a goodbye.

Third son: "...???"

Wait, hasn't this program been finalized yet?Why are you in such a hurry!

What if this is wrong! ! !

Bai Yan didn't hear the cry in his heart at all, and turned to look at him after inserting the incense: "What are you doing in a daze? Come and worship."

"..."

He took a few steps forward and took the incense from Qin Kun, hesitating a little.

After all, who knows what he is praying for, and if he remembers the wrong order, if he makes a wrong move now, will it cause disaster instead?

For a moment, fragmented thoughts flashed through his mind.

Makes him want to back off a bit.

But he turned his head and saw Bai Yan was looking at him coldly with his chest folded.

Third son: "..."

He humbly said, "Otherwise, brother Qin will come first?"

The incense in his hand was ordered by others.

Qin Kun didn't move.

Bai Yan sneered: "There's so much nonsense. What if the ceremony is delayed?"

Third son: "This..."

Bai Yan: "Bye or not?"

The third son bowed neatly.

The worship ceremony was completed smoothly.

The moment it was completed, I always felt that something slipped away from my body, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped.

The third son couldn't see it, the ghost behind him took another step closer to his body after he finished the ceremony.

This shows that their ceremony is correct.

"Will someone be chanting scriptures later?" Bai Yan looked around.

Third son: Yes, coincidentally, that person should be their father.

Qin Kun said it on his behalf: "The chanter should be the npc in the game."

"Then what should we do? Our npc is gone!" Bai Yan followed along.

It's just that there was no panic in his expression.

The third son asked, "Otherwise, let's go out and look for it."

He was really anxious right now, the sky outside was getting dark, and he didn't know when the ghost gate would open. If the ghost gate opened, but their ceremony was not ready yet, what should they do?

Bai Yan nodded: "Indeed."

Seeing that they had no objection, the third son breathed a sigh of relief: "Then..." Or if we stay behind alone, the other two go out to look for it?

Interrupted by Bai Yan: "Then I'll go out. You guys keep it."

Third son: "!"

"You, you alone, can you?"

Bai Yan glanced at him inexplicably: "Does the child pee?" Need someone to accompany him?

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Before leaving, he exchanged glances with Qin Kun.

Qin Kun nodded.

Sanzi was a little embarrassed.

As soon as Bai Yan left, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly cooled down.

When he was there, the third son dared to say a few words, but when he was not there, the third son did not dare to talk to Qin Kun.

Although Qin Kun hasn't said a few words since the beginning of the game, but he is inexplicably uncomfortable, and he feels timid in everything he does.

If I had to describe it, it was like my state of mind when the invigilator stood by and looked at me during an exam.

It's just that at this time the examination paper has become an altar.

The third son stared at the altar table, constantly tossing and tidying up, but his attention was completely absent. Qin Kun's cold gaze behind him was like a light, making every muscle of him cling to each other tightly, wishing to twist into a twist.

The old table had been polished and shiny by him.

He just thought of it from the awkward atmosphere.

Did Qin Kun not worship when he worshiped just now?

Finally finding a topic that could break the weird situation at this moment, he turned around half apprehensively and half nervously: "Brother Qin..."

Turning around, he was horrified to find that Brother Qin had already left at some point.

Third son: "..." Co-authoring the series of inner dramas just now is actually scaring yourself?

He let out a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and accidentally dropped the fruit on the table.

It's a plum.

Gulu Gulu rolled to the ground.

There were some wet marks on the ground.

Gulu Gulu rolled under the table again.

The third son didn't think too much, squatted down, supported the edge of the table with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to pick up the plum.

When the hand was about to touch, a thought suddenly flashed in my mind.

Since Qin Kun had left long ago, who did that cold gaze that made him nervous just now belong to?