Leather Player Peekaboo [Unlimited]

"It's so beautiful." Dongkui suddenly stared blankly, as if fascinated, he reached out to get the costume, "Look, it's like a dragon robe, really majestic."

"Dongkui, stop!" Du Fei saw that the situation was not good, and seeing that Dongkui's warning was ineffective, he directly struck, and suddenly a mace appeared in his hand, and he hit Dongkui's back with a stick!

Jane Wen:! ! !

What a delicate and beautiful woman, she is clearly a hero among women!

When acting like a baby, she is gentle and pleasant, but when she is fierce, the tiger descends the mountain!

Unexpectedly, Dongkui was hit by a stick and hit the street, lying face down on the ground for a long time without moving, the costume seemed to be frightened, and was about to float away into the dark, the old man walked over and took out a few pieces from his arms. Shaking the talisman paper with his hand, the talisman paper spontaneously ignited without fire, and was thrown at the costume by the old man.

The costume flew into the distance in a panic, twisted a few times and threw Ahong in the middle out. At this time, Ahong had been sucked out of his flesh and blood and turned into a thin human skin.

The talisman tracked the costume as if it had eyes, and set it on fire when it caught up. In the flames, Jian Wen seemed to hear the scream of the man.

Jian Wen tentatively asked the old man: "Is this costume alive?"

"Yes." The old man said lightly, "It will suck the life of everyone who wears it and turn it into its own power."

Huo Sheng said sharply, "Then why didn't you destroy it sooner?"

"Destroyed." There was an inexplicable deep meaning in Xiao Lao's words, "Destroy one thing, and the next one will appear."

Jian Wen asked again: "May I ask what your name is?"

"My surname is Xiao, please save face and call me Mr. Xiao." The former old man player, now Mr. Xiao, treats Jian Wen and Huo Sheng as indifferently as ordinary strangers, making it impossible for the two to confirm who the other is. Not that old player.

Elder Xiao didn't pay much attention to him, and after he finished speaking, he went to say hello to Shi Qing, the only NPC who was still awake: "Go and inform Ah Hong's family, I will cremate him directly, and send the ashes there later."

Direct cremation, is it because you are worried about the corpse change?

After being cremated, it doesn't make much sense to go to the cemetery, and another clue is broken.

Jian Wen thought regretfully, in order to learn more clues, she followed Mr. Xiao on the pretext that he was also a party involved and watched him cremate Ah Hong, and then followed him to deliver the ashes.

After Du Fei knocked Dong Kui unconscious, he was worried that Dong Kui would suffer from sequelae, so he dragged him away.

After discussing with Jian Wen, Huo Sheng and Jian Wen decided to split up and not just stare at Mr. Xiao. Huo Sheng helped Du Fei carry Dongkui back to the room to find Mr. Fang Xiangshi mentioned on the clue card.

Jian Wen followed Mr. Xiao to the inner courtyard of the small courtyard. It was said that Ah Hong was an orphan with only one biological sister who was also in the theater troupe. The ashes were sent to his sister.

Standing at the door of Sister Ah Hong, listening to the crying and howling inside, Jian Wen looked around calmly.

The outer courtyard is where men and outsiders live, and the inner courtyard is where women and their master live. They are arranged in the outer courtyard. This is a good opportunity for him to come in and check the inner courtyard.

Jian Wen blinked and saw behind a house on the west side, there was an abandoned house overgrown with weeds.The grass there was almost half the height of a person, but there was faint white smoke on the roof, but it was human smoke.

Jian Wen turned around and asked the NPC next to him, "What's over there?"

Standing next to Jian Wen was the npc Shi Qing who had escaped before and was called Xiao Lao. After experiencing the costume, he had lived and died with Jian Wen, and now he was much more enthusiastic about him.

"Oh, that's the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall of Master's family, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Jian Wen deliberately asked back: "Who is your master? Is it Old Shi?"

"No, my master is Mr. Xiao." Shi Qing raised his chin towards the room, "There are four Fang Xiangshi in the yard, they used to be brothers from the same school, and I am apprenticed under the name of Mr. Xiao."

"Oh, Mr. Xiao looks very powerful."

"That's right, Mr. Xiao is still a prop master. He made all the props for our theater troupe. I was brought back from other places because of my good craftsmanship."

prop master?

Hearing this name again, Jian Wen's first impression was Ren Xichen and Tao Xingchen.

These days, does playing a game require particularly strong manual skills?

While thinking, Elder Xiao came out of the room: "Let's go, we will be buried after the Nuo drama."

It can be regarded as a clear arrangement of the key points of the matter.

Today's Nuo opera is the highlight of the whole compound.

Elder Xiao took the lead to leave, Shi Qing followed, Jian Wen had no reason to stay, and when he followed behind to leave, he looked back at the barren yard...

In the afternoon, it began to rain lightly in the gray sky, and some people didn't take it seriously at first, practicing in the yard in the rain.But the rain became heavier and heavier, and soon turned into a torrential rain. A group of people hurriedly collected the things in the yard into the house, and then stood in the corridor and looked at the sky sadly.

The Nuo opera was scheduled to be performed tonight, but it suddenly rained so heavily, if their Nuo opera didn't stop, it would be ruined.

Jian Wen stood in the corridor and looked around, seeing that Ren Xichen and Tao Xingchen were arguing fiercely, Huo Sheng hadn't come back yet, and Mr. Shi wasn't there either.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, blurring people's sights and figures. Tao Xingchen was familiar with himself, and he took out a pair of poker cards with a flexible mind and said that he would fight the landlord with everyone. Ren Xichen took out mahjong provocatively at the side... .

Jian Wen: He is very curious, why there are mahjong and poker in their space, he has never seen them play? ?

Seeing that Tao Xingchen and Ren Xichen each dragged a group of NPCs to play cards and mahjong, while others were not paying attention, Jian Wen slipped into the inner courtyard.

When he came back, he remembered that the courtyard wall at the corner gate of the inner courtyard was not high, and climbing over the wall was a skilled job.

What Jian Wen was going to was the ancestral hall overgrown with grass.

Pushing open the corner door, the inner courtyard is silent, and the lively outer courtyard seems to be two pieces of sky.

There was no noise, no voice, and no figure, and the rainstorm stopped just after entering the door. If there was no water on the ground in the inner courtyard, he would have really thought that the inner and outer courtyards were two worlds.

Sneaking into the inner courtyard in broad daylight, flustered like a thief is more eye-catching, Jian Wen deliberately found a broken suona, held it in his hand and walked forward calmly.If someone encounters it, they will say that they were originally looking for someone to repair the suona, but did not find Shi Lao and strayed into the inner courtyard.

Without any hindrance, Jian Wen felt strange even in smoothness, and walked into the small courtyard with the ancestral hall unimpeded.

In the depths of the weeds at half a person's height, Jian Wen saw shadowy human heads shaking, and some white flames were shaking and walking.

Could it be that the people from the inner courtyard happened to come here to worship their ancestors?

Jian Wen walked towards the interior of the ancestral hall with light steps. Fortunately, the stone road in the weeds was not buried, so it was easy to walk.

The weeds are barren from a distance, but the weeds are taller when you look up close. Jian Wen’s height of 1.8 meters is already shoulder-length. Even the gate of the ancestral hall is tightly blocked. You can even see the plaque from a distance. less than.

As he walked in, the light became dimmer. Jian Wen saw a screen at the entrance of the ancestral hall, which blocked the interior, and could only see shadowy figures and lights.

There are many figures and there is light, so they should be living people.

Jian Wen breathed a sigh of relief, it is good to have a living person, and only a living person can overhear more clues.

Jian Wen quickened his pace, walked to the door, stepped into the high threshold of the ancestral hall, and looked inside from the screen.

Seeing this, Jian Wen almost suffocated.

The dark hall of the ancestral hall was not lit, because each visitor brought his own light.

The shadowy figures only have heads, masks floating in the air, with a white lantern in their mouths, and white candlelight projected from below, illuminating the terrifying blood on the masks.

One such life-like mask is scary enough, here are dozens of them, standing in line in front of the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, nodding their heads once and for all, as if bowing in salute.

A mask at the back of the line turned his head when he heard the movement, and met Jian Wen's eyes.

The brow arch of the blood-stained wooden mask is a real beauty, the eye sockets are real human eyeballs, the bridge of the nose is a real fleshy nose, and the lips are real scarlet lips...

There is still blood flowing down the lips of the masked ghost, and it is not known whether it is his own blood or someone else's.

It's as if a person is applying a wooden mask, revealing bloody facial features, and like a crazy doctor who forcibly sews the human facial features onto the wooden mask.

The masked ghost blinked, and Jian Wen gestured: "Shhh—"

The masked ghost opened its mouth: "Someone—"

Crash, the lantern in the mouth of the masked ghost fell to the ground.

This movement has attracted all the other masked ghosts, and they turned their heads at the same time to look at Jian Wen who was hiding behind the screen and poking his head.

Jian Wen said quickly, "I'm sorry to disturb you."

The masked ghost that dropped the lantern shouted sharply: "Sacrifice! New sacrifice!"

Jian Wen turned around and ran away.

Could it be possible that human sacrifices are still held in this ghostly place?Why do you call him a sacrifice when you see such a big living person?

The ring on Jian Wen's hand was as hot as a branding iron, forcing him to run beyond his physical limit.

The masked ghost held the white lantern again, and ran after Jian Wen, followed by a group of masked ghosts.

With a large group of masked ghosts, Jian Wen's mind was running wildly, and he was thinking about what to do.

The prop gun has no effect on the costumed ghost. I don’t know if it will be effective against the masked ghost. Shooting will delay his escape. If it still doesn’t work, the time he wasted will affect his escape and he will be caught up soon.

Jian Wen sniffed, and suddenly smelled a familiar aroma, which was the noodle aroma from the kitchen.

Jian Wen's eyes lit up, and he thought that the kitchen in the inner courtyard was also remote, on the same line as the ancestral hall.

Got it!

Jian Wen passed the kitchen when entering the ancestral hall, and now ran towards the kitchen.

Behind him, the white lanterns floated together under the dim sky, converging into a galaxy, chasing Jian Wen towards the kitchen in the courtyard.

In broad daylight, with such a big commotion, there was still no one in the inner courtyard.

Jian Wen suddenly thought that when Mr. Xiao sent the ashes to Ahong's sister, he didn't see anyone. It was Mr. Xiao who sent the ashes into the room alone, and then closed the door. They didn't see Ahong's sister at all.

Could it be that there are no living people in the entire inner courtyard?

Approaching the kitchen, the smell of food inside dispelled Jian Wen's doubts.

If there are no living people, why cook?

The kitchen window was wide open, and there were several bowls of plain noodles on the counter facing the window. The plain noodles were plain boiled noodles, without chopped green onion or eggs. Jian Wen couldn't help complaining about it.

The skill of cooking noodles is far behind him.

Next to the plain noodles, there were several bowls of green tofu. Jian Wen looked familiar, but he didn't recognize what it was. He just took it as a local specialty food, and quickly looked for what he needed.

Noodles are often eaten in the northern region. There is still flour left after making noodles on the kitchen table, and there is an open bag of flour next to the table.

Jian Wen didn't enter the kitchen. The kitchen area is too small, and it would be blocked if he went in. The fastest masked ghost behind him had already followed, and opened his mouth ferociously, revealing a tongue full of thorns towards Jian Wen. The neck rolled over.

Jian Wen quickly reached out from the window, grabbed the oil pot on the table and poured it on the white lantern.

The white lantern was ignited by clattering, and instantly ignited by the candle inside, turning into a ball of fire.

The blood-stained wooden mask was also stained with flames, and rushed towards Jian Wen even more fiercely. Jian Wen grabbed the scoop in the flour bag, scooped up a large bowl of flour, and poured it out towards the flames.

With a bang, the flour caught fire and caused a dust explosion. Jian Wen quickly fell to the ground, and instantly covered his back with merman fish scales to block the flames.

And in the center of the explosion, a group of masked ghosts following up caused a chain reaction, the explosion sounded continuously, and the flames dyed half of the sky in the small courtyard red.

The masked ghosts in front were blown to pieces, and sawdust and eyeballs splashed on Jian Wen's back, but there were too many of them, and the ones behind were enraged and chased after them more ferociously.

And seeing the way Jian Wen lit the flame with the white lantern, they wisely dropped the white lantern.

Jian Wen stretched out his hand and dragged out the flour bag and ran towards the corner door. Then, when another wave of masked ghosts caught up, he sprinkled flour and threw the lighter, all in one go.

——They lost the white lantern, but he still has a lighter.

Fire sources and lighting are very important. Even if they don't smoke, the most common things in Jian Wenwen and Huo Sheng's space are food, flashlights and lighters.

Another explosion dragged away a distance. Jian Wen had just breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the corner door was in front of him, he was pulled in by a pair of hands as soon as he turned a corner. Jian Wen was about to refute when the man blew in his ear angrily. In one breath: "Oh my little sweetheart~~ Don't be nervous, it's me, your sweetheart~~~"

Jane Wen:......

Your little sweetheart is out there, looking for you everywhere.

Jian Wen patted Ren Xichen's hand away: "Why are you here?"

"I followed you when I saw you disappeared," Ren Xichen smiled wickedly, "Little baby, you are really bad, and you don't call me for such an exciting thing."

Jian Wen chuckled: "There are more exciting things, come on, I'll teach you how to set off fireworks."

He rushed out, and the masked ghost chasing up from the corner collided with him. Jian Wen quickly turned over the flour bag, dyeing the masked ghost.

"Quick, throw the lighter!"

The masked ghost became smarter and lost the white lantern.

Ren Xichen had been peeping for a while, and he understood it as soon as he heard it. He took out a lighter and lit it, and accurately threw it at the masked ghost that had turned its head and flew away.

With a sound of "Boom!", the masked ghost once again became the brightest star in the dark sky.

Jian Wen smiled and gasped while holding her knees: "The waves are not romantic, are they surprised or not?"

The threat to his life caused him to run out of good results that he had never had in the sports meeting. The price was that his heartbeat was as high as an aging engine, and he wanted to strike all the time.

Ren Xichen looked curiously at the flour bag in Jian Wen's hand: "What did you sprinkle?"

"Flour." Jian Wen clapped her hands, and the flour choked her face.

Jian Wen carried the flour bag all the way and sprinkled it on the masked ghost's head. The face, hands, and body were covered with white flour, which looked like a little mouse rolling in the flour pile in the granary.

"Do you want to do something big?" Jian Wen regained his composure, and the anger of being hunted and killed rose spontaneously.

Didn't he just take a look, the hunted one wants to eat him, it's too much.

"I'll sprinkle the flour, how about you throw the lighter?"

Ren Xichen smiled: "Aren't you afraid of attracting outsiders?"

"It's already overwhelmed, so it's better to plan." Jian Wen also laughed.

"Okay, I like to do exciting things in the wild with Xiao Sao/Huo." Ren Xichen snapped his fingers, and a handful of lighters appeared in his hand.

Jian Wen: ...Show your uncle...

When this wave of masked ghosts caught up, there were only seven or eight left, and Jian Wen planned to take them away in one wave and readily donate all the last flour.

"Hey, watch out, the great hero who saves the world is coming! Watch me kill him with one move!"

Ren Xichen lit up the flame handsomely, before throwing it out, "Clatter!" The torrential rain that had just stopped suddenly intensified again, turning into a torrential rain, and the flour on the masked ghost's head was immediately washed away by the torrential rain.

The flame of the lighter in Ren Xichen's hand was also extinguished at the same time.

Ren Xichen: ...

Jian Wen turned his head slowly, looked at the masked ghosts with angry eyes, his scalp was numb, he decisively stuffed the flour bag into Ren Xichen's hand, and ran away.

With a flour bag in one hand and a lighter in the other, Ren Xichen looked at the masked ghosts with terrifying eyes.

"Fuck!"

The masked ghosts looked at Ren Xichen in unison: Kill a piece of armor without leaving it?hehe.

Ren Xichen: "Hey, do you believe me when I said I was joking just now?"