Infinite Game: The delicate and charming girl wins every game

"Wait! Come and see!"

It seemed that the men sent to dig the grave had made some progress and were shouting for them to pass;

Pei Yu let go of the thought that had just occurred to him. After all, Ji Zhe was still beside him. He just glanced at Bai Yan as a warning and walked inside with Ji Zhe.

Originally, everyone was just planning to come to Pei Feng's grave to see if there was anything wrong, but for some reason, on the way, Pei Yu suddenly told those people to dig up Pei Feng's grave;

Butler Zhao was naturally embarrassed at first. After all, digging graves was disrespectful to the dead. Although the two brothers did not have a good relationship, they could not just dig graves casually.

"Didn't they say his coffin wasn't in the tomb? If that's the case, why not dig a little deeper and see if the coffin in the ancestral hall that Grandpa Zhao mentioned is Pei Feng's."

When Pei Yu said this, his tone was calm and his eyes were calm, as if digging up the grave of his brother who had just died was just a trivial matter to him;

Only Ji Zhe knew that under Pei Yu's expressionless face, the hand hidden in his loose sleeve was actually scratching his palm in a very improper way;

Is there anyone who can take care of this?

Ji Zhe lowered his head silently and pursed his lips. With so many people watching him, he couldn't afford to show any strange expression and attract attention.

Since Pei Yu had said so, Butler Zhao had no reason to stop them. However, when those people started digging, his expression was a little strange. He looked guilty, but also as if he was finally relieved. These two completely identical expressions on the same face looked particularly distorted.

And now, they stood in front of Pei Feng's tomb and saw the so-called coffin of Pei Feng in the huge earth pit. This was not the same as what Butler Zhao said;

But what surprised Ji Zhe was that this coffin was exceptionally large, and different from ordinary coffins. It looked a bit like——

Double coffin.

Could it be that there were two people lying in the coffin, perhaps Pei Feng and his wife? It’s strange, Pei Yu didn’t tell me?

Ji Zhe was quietly guessing in his heart;

Pei Yu: "Open it."

The people who just dug up the grave: "Ah? What?"

Pei Yu signaled them with his eyes: "Open the coffin."

"No..." It can be seen that the grave diggers were extremely shocked. The shovels and hoes in their hands were thrown to the ground. They hurriedly climbed out of the pit. One of them looked at Pei Yu in horror and said:

"Sir, you can't open the coffin lid casually, or you will be punished by God!"

Yeah, that's right.

Ji Zhe silently agreed in his heart, it would be bad if he pretended to be dead.

"What a fuss!"

It was not known which of Aaron and Yasen cursed first, but then the other one also kicked the coffin lid in a fit of impatience;

But we have to say that he had great strength in his feet. A coffin made of good materials is very heavy in itself, not to mention that it was a double coffin. He actually kicked the coffin open with this kick!

Ji Zhe had already prepared to fake his death and run away, but there was no movement in the coffin;

This was what Pei Yu had expected. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. The look he gave the coffin was not like looking at a relative who was related to him by blood, but rather as if he was looking at an enemy:

He knew that the man couldn't cause any big waves when he was alive, and the same would be true when he was dead.

"Grandpa Zhao, it seems that the coffin that appeared in the ancestral hall was deliberately placed there by someone."

Pei Yu stared at the unpleasant-looking Butler Zhao, and twitched the corners of his lips slightly before speaking slowly.

"It just so happens that the doubts here have been solved, and we should go back."

Butler Zhao's whole body was frozen. Hearing Pei Yu's words, he quickly wiped the cold sweat from his head and responded with a wry smile:

"Yes, yes, what the eldest master said is right."

It really was a farce-like scene, but Ji Zhe didn't feel the slightest sense of humor in his heart;

When Pei Feng's coffin was opened just now, he saw the person lying inside. He had to admit that Pei Feng and Pei Yu did look alike, but that was not important.

What really made Ji Zhe feel uneasy was that when he looked at the layout inside the coffin, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart:

He always felt as if he had been in that coffin.

But how is this possible! He is not dead.

This inexplicable feeling made Ji Zhe very flustered. Fortunately, there were no accidents on the way here, so there should be no problem returning.

When he gets back, he'll think about it carefully. Maybe he just had too many nightmares in the past two days and was overthinking it.

Just when Ji Zhe had settled down, something unexpected happened————-

Suddenly, patches of white fog rose up around us, followed by strong winds that came from nowhere, making it impossible to open our eyes. The fog spread quickly;

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ji Zhe coughed several times because of the choking, and his eye sockets were rubbed red by the blowing sand. He frowned uncomfortably, shielding his eyes with one hand and waving the other hand quickly in front of his eyes, trying to wave away the mist and sand;

He didn't know how long the wind blew. When it stopped, Ji Zhe realized that there was no one around him.

The fog gradually dissipated, and there was no one on the empty path they took to take a shortcut except him.

Is this the ritual sense of seeing a ghost?

Ji Zhe couldn't move. Literally, he was like a dummy, or a doll, being pushed forward.

At the end of his vision, Ji Zhe saw a bright red sedan chair being carried by four people in white clothes, staggering towards him. He also heard the harsh sounds of gongs and suonas.

Ji Zhe felt dizzy after hearing this voice. His limbs continued to move forward uncontrollably until the sedan chair got closer and closer to him...

When he saw the sedan chair clearly, Ji Zhe's pupils suddenly shrank.

The people carrying the sedan chair were not wearing white clothes at all, but four paper figures!

Their bodies were as thin as a piece of paper, and their faces were made of paper, with bright red cheeks and black pupils staring at them, making them look particularly creepy.

When the paper figures saw Ji Zhe, they seemed particularly excited. They began to smile at Ji Zhe in a weird and ferocious way, their bloody mouths opening and closing:

"Bride!"

"It's the bride. We got the bride!"

"great!"

"..."