Unlimited copy: I'm sick in an escape game

Chapter 297 The Yellow Springs Town 22
Suddenly a hand appeared from behind his head, covering Lin Yinxu's eyes, and then a light voice rang in his ears.

"Never look them in the eye, or they'll be eager to replace you."

Wen Yan forced Lin Yinxu to turn her head back, and took her arm to walk forward.

"You didn't bring me things. She told me to go with you, so I knew it wasn't that simple." Lin Yinxu's eyes gradually became firm, a dagger appeared in her hand, and she struck hard, The dagger pierced Wen Yan's neck directly.

Wen Yan froze and didn't move.

Lin Yinxu pulled out the dagger, and then stabbed it in fiercely, several times in a row, the blood on his neck stained his clothes red, but Wen Yan just stood still, as if he was not affected in the slightest, The hand holding Lin Yinxu was still firmly grasped.

Lin Yinxu began to be afraid, it was the kind of fear that spread from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Wen Yan slowly turned his head like a rusted machine, a few black cracks appeared on his originally gentle face, and the corners of his mouth reached to the back of his head, revealing a weird and crazy smile.

"The last one, the last one..."

He kept saying the same sentence in his mouth.

A paper-white hand clung to Lin Yinxu's arm, and then a paper-white head with two blobs of red blush painted on it appeared next to her head, and made a sharp and ear-piercing laugh, echoing endlessly .

Lin Yinxu couldn't feel her body anymore, only her consciousness was still there, she could only stare blankly, watching herself being carried into the coffin by a group of paper figurines in red robes, and she could see the Lying dead bodies.

A face covered with a thick layer of white powder, and a rancid smell that the perfume couldn't cover up.

Lin Yinxu wanted to struggle, but she could only lie in the coffin and watched helplessly as the coffin boards closed mercilessly, and then there were a few bang bang bang sounds, and the spikes were driven into the coffin, making the coffin boards fit tightly. With the coffin in place, no light can penetrate from the outside, nor can the people inside come out.

The air that could not circulate was mixed with fragrance and stench. Lin Yinxu could only breathe heavily with his mouth, and his chest heaved greatly.

The coffin was shaking, and the sound of gongs and drums was loud.

"In the future, Mrs. Lu doesn't need to accompany her. I will watch the coffin be buried with my own eyes."

The light flickered, shining on Wen Yan's gentle face, it could be on or off first.

The woman looked at the coffin with a look of reluctance, her eyes filled with tears, and she asked again: "If I do this, will I be able to see my son again?"

Wen Yan nodded, "It's not like I did this once or twice. You can ask a few more people, and they can all see their children who have passed away come back again."

At the end of the queue to see off the bride, stood two men. They were wearing bright red clothes that obviously did not match, and they seemed to be made of paper.

"Brother, send this away and we'll be fine, right?"

Zhou Shu looked around vigilantly, and replied in a low voice: "Take this as an ordinary game. Generally, if you complete the task, you will pass the level. Don't think it's so complicated. Didn't the big guy tell us that? Surely not Something happened."

Yu Wen whispered, "He is so powerful, why didn't he just take us out of here."

Zhou Shu elbowed Yu Wen's arm, "Didn't I tell you not to have such thoughts anymore? You have to know that games like this will keep appearing in the future. You can guarantee that we will be so lucky every time." , can you meet good and strong people?"

Yu Wen shook his head.

Zhou Shu said again: "That's why we have to train ourselves even more, especially now that he guarantees that we will be fine."

The sound of the suona sounded, and the red paper and white paper copper coins were thrown high, blown all over the ground by the wind, fog was everywhere, and the surrounding houses were obscured, leaving only an outline.

Wen Yan walked in the front holding a lantern.

There was an ethereal bang bang sound in the distance, mixed with the sound of various musical instruments, but it didn't seem abrupt at all, and it was just right to ask.

A team carried the coffin and staggered towards an exit. There was light there, and even the faintest light seemed bright in this dark and misty night.

Wen Yan took them, instead of going to the cemetery they had chosen earlier, but a completely opposite place.

In the place where weeds and bushes grow wildly, there is a small path left in the center. The path is not narrow, but it is not so wide. It is just right for a team carrying the coffin.

At the end of the path is a ruined temple that is not too big, the size of two or three houses combined. Two red lanterns are hung at the entrance of the temple, swaying from side to side with the wind. It looks very strange, sticking out a long tongue, looking up. What's even more strange is that there is a yellow talisman paper attached to the head of the stone statue.

Stepping up a moss-covered stone step, you enter the main room. In the center of the front of the room is a statue of Buddha. He wears a Vairocana crown and cassock. He looks like a monk. He holds a tin staff in his hand. He holds a lotus flower in one hand, and there is a dog shaped like a lion under his body as his mount.

The coffin was placed in the center, facing the Buddha statue.

Then the group of people carrying the coffin dispersed in an orderly manner, but they did not leave, but stood scattered in a certain direction, seemingly messy, but in fact everyone stood in a specific position, forming a graphics.

Zhou Shu and Yu Wen were stunned, standing at the door and not daring to move, because they didn't know where they should stand at all.

Wen Yan put down the lantern in his hand. There were clearly a few dusty oil lamps next to the incense burner, but he didn't use them. Instead, he took out a box of matches, lit them on the fire, and went straight to light the incense, waiting for a match to burn quickly. After that, the three incense sticks were lit.

Holding three sticks of incense, he bent down to worship three times with a pious expression, and then he inserted the incense into the incense burner.

A dark red pattern gradually appeared on the ground around the coffin.

Wen Yan took out a round copper coin with four-cornered holes from his pocket and put it on the coffin, then he took out a knife and scratched his palm, drawing something skillfully on the coffin board with his own blood.

Suddenly a basin of water fell from the sky, and the elegant Wen Yan instantly turned into a drowned chicken. Not only that, but the pattern he had drawn for a long time also turned into blood and fell to the ground in that instant.

"Tick tock..."

It was eerily quiet, dead still.

Yu Wen and Zhou Shu immediately hid at the door when they saw that things were not going well.

Wen Yan squinted his eyes, his face was gloomy, and his hands were clenched tightly. He looked up and saw a smiling woman lying on the roof with only one head exposed.

It's a familiar face.

Seeing that he saw him, Qi Nuo waved and shouted with a smile: "Hello~~"

(End of this chapter)