After knocking on the door of the evil god pretty [unlimited]

When Si Qingyan woke up again, it was already the next morning.

He was taken away from the cemetery and brought to the villa of Qian Huaishan's family. It is self-evident who brought him here.

Qian Huaishan's villa has been unoccupied for several years, and there is a thick layer of ashes inside. The valuables in the house have disappeared, and the main things left are some worthless bedding and the like.

Si Qingyan walked around the room after getting up.

Although the villa is the same building, it feels far away.

Although the villa here has been unoccupied for many years and is covered with dust, it feels quite ordinary and not eerie, but the villa in the dungeon is uncomfortable even in broad daylight.

Relying on his feeling, Si Qingyan found Qian Xiaohan who was in his room on the third floor.

The door was left open and half-closed.

In the dark room, Qian Xiaohan and Xu Chunshu, who was dressed in red, floated quietly. Although they were both dressed in red, the atmosphere in the room was very quiet.

Hearing the movement, Qian Xiaohan had a movement, and her hair floating in the air moved slightly, like a cat that heard its owner shouting but didn't want to turn around to answer it.

All her attention was on Xu Chunshu.

"Do you want to stay here for a few days?" Si Qingyan asked thoughtfully.

Qian Xiaohan turned his head slightly and looked at Si Qingyan.

Following Qian Xiaohan's movements, Xu Chunshu followed suit. She turned her head to look at Si Qingyan, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and the originally quiet Yin energy in the air gradually boiled.

Sensing the killing intent, Si Qingyan smiled even more, and he raised his hand and waved at Xu Chunshu.

Qian Xiaohan's hair fluttered, and she pulled out a bracelet from the pile of funerary objects on the bed beside her.

The bracelet is made of white braided rope, the workmanship is very rough, and it has been placed for several years, so it looks old.

That was done by Qian Xiaohan and Xu Chunshu when they were both still alive.

Qian Xiaohan rolled it up with her hair, slowly approached Si Qingyan, and carefully handed the rope to Si Qingyan for safekeeping.

Almost at the same time, Xu Chunshu rushed over immediately. The rope was her spirit possession, and it was the most important thing to her.

Xu Chunshu made a gesture to attack Si Qingyan, her fingers with sharp nails were about to penetrate Si Qingyan's smiling eyes, and her wrist was entangled by Qian Xiaohan's hair.

"Oh!" Xu Chunshu made an angry voice in her throat, but she didn't attack Qian Xiaohan, she just wanted to break free.

Si Qingyan smiled at her, took the bracelet, "Then I will keep it for you for now."

Si Qingyan carefully put the rope into his pocket.

After finishing these, Si Qingyan went downstairs. Since Qian Xiaohan didn't plan to stay here any longer, he was going to go back.

Going out and stepping into the sunlight, Si Qingyan clearly felt that Qian Xiaohan had returned to the rune on his left hand, and Xu Chunshu had returned to her own spirit object.

Xu Chunshu had a lot of hostility towards him, but Si Qingyan didn't care.

The way here was smooth, but the way back was troublesome. When he got off the bus, he stopped the tricycle directly, but there was no tricycle on the way back.

After leaving the former Qian Huaishan Villa, Si Qingyan went around the village but couldn't find a bus stop. He had no choice but to leave the village and head down the mountain.

After walking for more than an hour at a stretch, he finally saw a dilapidated bus stop on the side of the road until he reached the foot of the mountain.

It was already evening when Si Qingyan arrived in the urban area by car.

After a night's rest, I contacted the previous bus, and when I returned to the high-rise building, it was already the third night.

After returning home, the first thing Si Qingyan did was to have a good night's rest.

Early the next morning, Si Qingyan started running in and out, adding a lot of things to the tall building.

Has been missing.

Xu Chunshu did not sign a contract with Si Qingyan, so she was full of vigilance about the building and scouted around.Qian Xiaohan ran after Xu Chunshu, where is Xu Chunshu and where is she?

A few days later, when Si Qingyan arranged the house to be livable, the countdown on his left wrist was less than one day left.

Qian Xiaohan's dungeon gave him more than ten days of rest.

With previous experience, Si Qingyan made complete preparations this time.

He took out the backpack he bought earlier, put some first aid medicine in it, and put his hatchet knife in it. In addition, he also put the vise, modified Tools such as knives, scissors, a small cordless electric drill, and a folding shovel that are particularly useful for digging graves.

After finishing the preparations and carrying his heavy backpack, Si Qingyan's smiling eyes were full of satisfaction.

When the time jumped to zero seconds, Si Qingyan's eyes went dark.

In just a split second, there was light in front of his eyes.

When he could see again, he was already on a dilapidated bus.

The car was driving on the mountain road, and the mountain road was uneven, and would bump up from time to time, which made Si Qingyan feel a little distressed for his butt at the first moment. He had been in pain for a day in a tricycle.

When Si Qingyan came back to his senses, the car was already buzzing.

Outside the window, the unfamiliar mountain and forest wild scenery kept retreating rapidly.

In the car, many people who entered the dungeon for the first time panicked. They stood up from their seats and looked around, and then kept asking where it was.

"Si Qingyan!" A familiar female voice suddenly sounded.

Si Qingyan, who was thinking about whether to put his coat under his buttocks, looked up when he heard the words. Xu Qingqiong looked at him with surprise while supporting the handle of the car seat. Behind him, Zuo Haoming's face was also full of ecstasy.

The other noisy people in the car heard the call and looked back.

"Great, you're here!" Xu Qingqiong let out a long breath.

"Why are you here?" Si Qingyan gave up using the clothes to pad his buttocks, and hugged the clothes tightly in his arms.

It was only early summer where he was before, and it would even be cold in that tall building full of shadows, so he also wore a coat, but now the climate in the dungeon is midsummer.

Even with all the windows of the bus open and the wind constantly blowing in from the outside, the inside of the bus is still extremely hot, and even the wind blowing in has a scorching heat.

Xu Qingqiong sat down next to Si Qingyan, she explained, "Generally, people who have entered the same dungeon will have traces on them, and there is a high probability that they will be together the second time, but this is not necessarily the case, and you know , There are usually not many people who can come out alive, so every time it is basically equivalent to starting all over again.”

Xu Qingqiong was very happy to meet Si Qingyan, even her voice revealed joy.

She spoke in a loud voice, and many newcomers beside her who were disturbed and restless all looked at her.

"What are you talking about together? Do you know what's going on?" asked a college student wearing glasses.

He stood up from his seat, his face extremely ugly, and a book in one hand.

Before entering the dungeon, he was still reading in the library, and in the blink of an eye, when he opened his eyes again, he was actually sitting in the car.

He's a staunch atheist, so his first instinct was that someone was playing a prank.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't understand how the other party did it. He didn't remember that he fell asleep, and he was always awake.

Hearing him ask this question, other rookies who were commotion on the side also started to talk one after another.

Some of them were at work, some were at home, some were on the road, and suddenly they appeared here.

"Everyone be quiet." Zuo Haoming said.

The noisy crowd stopped one after another and looked at Zuo Haoming.

Zuo Haoming didn't explain right away. After scanning everyone's faces one by one, and after a few more glances at a few people who were still sitting calmly in their seats, he turned his head to look at the front of the bus.

Because the people on the bus suddenly became commotion, the driver of the bus had a panicked face, as if he was wondering if he should pull over to escape.

Zuo Haoming stepped forward, "Can I ask where our car is going?"

"It's not the car you chartered, and you said you're going to play in the village?" The driver's voice was trembling.

In the past two years, there have been news from time to time that drivers have been tricked to remote areas to kill and steal money.

Zuo Haoming frowned slightly, "Then how far is it from the village now?"

The driver's Adam's apple slipped and he swallowed, but the expression on his face relaxed a little because of this question, "We'll be there soon, it will take another five or six minutes."

While speaking, the driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Zuo Haoming didn't stand firm, swayed, and almost fell down.

The same was true for the other newcomers in the back. Several of them bumped into a ball, complaining.

Zuo Haoming was not in the mood to complain, he looked at the few people who were still sitting behind him, "Old player?"

Among the people sitting still were three men and two women. The two girls had obviously known each other for a long time. The woman with short hair had a pale complexion, and the other one with long hair had a bad complexion.

Among the three men, a man in his forties sat at the back. He wanted to get up several times, but he sat back again. He probably only entered the dungeon once or twice.

The other two men sat side by side in the middle and back, one of them was thin and thin, and he kept glancing at everyone from the beginning, wondering what he was thinking about.

Beside him, an outstanding-looking man in a white sportswear was yawning, as if he hadn't woken up.

Sensing Zuo Haoming's gaze, he smiled at Zuo Haoming.

"Hmm." The middle-aged man said.

The other two women also nodded.

The lean man didn't speak to the man in the white sportswear beside him, but it was obvious from their expressions that they were indeed old players.

"What old player?" asked the bespectacled college student.

Zuo Haoming was about to say something when the car stopped suddenly.

The speed of the car was very fast, and because of the inertia, the people in the car slammed forward like a group of sardines, and there was another burst of complaints in the car.

The driver looked awkward, "Here, you can get out of the car."

Hearing this, everyone looked out the window.

Outside the car is a stockade, not a stockade in the conventional sense, but an old abandoned stockade with obvious regional customs.

There are many tall buildings in the village, most of which have collapsed, and the roofs of those that are still intact are covered with moss.There are also cement houses in the village, not many, and all of them are old, and the walls have turned black and moldy.

Weeds, moss, and trees grow wildly, filling the whole village with a sense of abjection and mystery.

Next to the car is a wide open space, which is full of weeds. Judging from the layout, it should be the courtyard of the stockade, used for holding some kind of activities or holding weddings and weddings.

Besides them, there are other people in the village, and those people are not from the village. Judging by the number of tents in the yard, they should all come to play.

"I have to go back..." the driver reminded.

When Zuo Haoming looked back, Si Qingyan was already walking towards the car door with his backpack on his back.

Seeing Si Qingyan get off the car, the driver's face showed a bit of joy.

Zuo Haoming glanced at Xu Qingqiong, and the two followed.

Seeing them getting out of the car, the others followed suit.

After everyone got out of the car, they gathered into a group beside the car.

There were nearly 20 of them in total, including men, women, old and young, and most of them had apprehension on their faces.

Almost at the same time they got out of the car, the car started up again, heading in the direction it came from.

Someone in the crowd wanted to stop him, but the driver didn't hesitate at all and stepped on the accelerator to the end.

"You guys are here!" A group of people were restless, and a young woman in sportswear was trotting towards them in the distance.

Approaching, the woman took the notebook she carried with her, "There are nineteen in total, right? Please pay for all of them."

Zuo Haoming was stunned, "Money?"

This was already the third dungeon he entered, but it was the first time someone asked him for money.

"It's not all agreed. We will bring food, but everyone has to pay." The woman looked up, with a bit of displeasure and guard in her eyes.

The woman is very young, in her early twenties, with an obvious bookish look on her body, she should be a college student.

She is also pretty good-looking, the kind of facial features that are not very delicate when viewed alone, but when put together they make people feel very comfortable.

"Oh, I forgot." Zuo Haoming quickly reached out to take out his pocket.

He put his hand into his pocket, but the smile on his face froze, because he knew he was going to enter the dungeon, and he didn't bring any money at all.

"Do you think this is okay? I'll sort it out here, and I'll give you the money once it's done." Zuo Haoming said.

Hearing that Zuo Haoming was willing to give the money, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on her face again, "Okay."

She turned to leave, and she was stunned when she saw Si Qingyan with white hair beside her.

Seeing him leave, Zuo Haoming turned his head to look at the other people behind him who looked blank, "I'll make a long story short..."

It was not the first time for Zuo Haoming to explain these things. He already had his own complete set of explanations, and he explained everything in a few minutes.

I heard that this is a dungeon, I heard that they can only leave after finding the possessed spirit object, I heard that there are ghosts here, a group of newcomers have different expressions, some feel terrified and disturbed, and some feel that Zuo Haoming's mind is broken.

Zuo Haoming glanced over everyone's faces one by one, and continued with some embarrassment: "How much money do you have on you now?"

"Are you really not here to cheat?" The college student wearing glasses pushed the glasses.

Zuo Haoming choked.

"I have." Si Qingyan carried his backpack in front of him, took out a stack of red notes from a small bag in the bag, and counted them, a total of two thousand.

This was exchanged by him with the copper plate that had been given to him before, except for the ones he used up for shopping, all the rest are here.

Si Qingyan is not stingy with the money, because as long as he can get out alive, the money will still return to his bag, of course, if he can get out alive.

What's more, the money is strictly speaking his own, not his.

Seemingly aware of Si Qingyan's thoughts, Fuwen closed his eyes and opened a pair of red eyes.

Seeing that Si Qingyan had already paid, the others reluctantly paid.

Nineteen people, two hundred per person, except for a few who didn't bring a wallet, a group of people worked together for a long time before finally getting together three thousand and eight.

After getting the money, Zuo Haoming looked at Xu Qingqiong who was on the side, planning to take Xu Qingqiong with him, and wanted to take this opportunity to ask for more useful information.

It was still morning, and there was still more than an hour before noon, and it was still far from dark, but no matter how much time they had, they didn't think it was too much.

Once it's night, it's too late.

Zuo Haoming and Xu Qingqiong walked towards the woman who was talking to someone on the opposite side of the open space. The thin man and the college student wearing glasses looked at them and followed them.

Si Qingyan also followed.

Approaching, Zuo Haoming handed the money in his hand to the woman, "Three thousand and eight, please order."

The woman took it and started counting in front of several people, doing business.

Zuo Haoming took this opportunity to insinuate quickly, "There are quite a lot of people here."

"There are a lot of people. We originally planned two waves of you and our school. After receiving the news and sending it out, several groups of people came. But I think they are all experienced, so we recruited them all. In this way If there is an accident, someone will take care of it, hey..."

The woman stopped counting money.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Haoming asked.

The woman gathers the money together again and counts it again.

After a while, she finished counting the money, "Why is there four hundred more?"

Zuo Haoming was stunned, Xu Qingqiong and Si Qingyan were also stunned, too many?

They had counted before, and it was three thousand and eight.

The woman didn't pay much attention, and took four out of the pile of money and returned them to Zuo Haoming, "Two hundred for each person, nineteen of you, three thousand and eight is enough."

While talking, she took the notebook she carried with her and began to write for records.

She didn't notice it, and Zuo Haoming swallowed, and when he looked at Xu Qingqiong and the others beside him, he was covered in chicken skin.

The three old players Zuo Haoming, Xu Qingqiong and the thin man all turned their heads to look at the others. There was an extra 400 yuan. When did it become more?

Or, are there two more of them?

"One, two, three..." Si Qingyan already started counting with excitement.

Seeing Si Qingyan like that, both Zuo Haoming and Xu Qingqiong choked, suddenly feeling an inexplicable sense of security.

The author says:

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