High energy behind the door [unlimited]

Jane woke up.Before Leng Mo walked to the door of the house in the village who was doing funeral affairs.This is a large family, and the house is a square courtyard, with two rows of white lanterns hanging high at the gate.Jian Geng's anesthesia faded, and Kankan opened her eyes.

Only when the light in his eyes was focused, he saw two very eye-catching big lanterns, and Jian Yan was startled.He almost didn't catch his breath.

"Are you awake?" Leng Mo put him down.Jian Geng's hands and feet were soft, if it wasn't for Leng Mo who hadn't completely let go of him, he would have been able to perform a flat throw on the spot.

Facing the two fluttering white lanterns, in addition to Leng Mo's words "wake up" just now, there are mourning music played by suona and women's mourning in their ears.

Jian Geng turned her head stiffly: "Where is this place?"

Leng Mo replied: "The door. It's a low-level door."

Jian Jian's confused mind was half awake when he heard the "door", and the remaining half was thinking about why he was in the "door".He was caught by the adjudicator, and it certainly couldn't be the "door" he pushed, nor could it be that the adjudicator threw him in because he was full and had nothing to do.Eliminate two impossible options, and there is only one correct answer.

Leng Mo pushed open a low-level "door", and then got him into the "door" from the adjudicator.

But the question is, why would he push a low-level "door"?

And it has been 12 years since he escaped from the secret ceremony, why would the adjudicator find him now?

Jian Geng didn't want to doubt Leng Mo, they were just an accident, and he didn't believe that someone would deliberately arrange such a coincidence to trick him.But the fact is that after he and Leng Mo entered the two "doors" together, the secret instrument found him again.

Jian Geng lowered her eyes: "Are you a person of the secret ritual?"

Leng Mo didn't deny it.

Jian Geng broke away from his hand and stood still against the wall: "Okay, count me as unlucky." After speaking, he stumbled towards the open door between the two big lanterns.

Leng Mo grabbed his back collar: "You don't remember?"

Jian Geng turned her head and said with a smirk: "What do I remember? Do you remember being slaughtered like a chicken and having your neck cut and bled?"

Leng Mo's men dragged him back with all his strength, and Jian Geng kicked him angrily, but Leng Mo didn't hide, and let him kick him firmly on the calf.Of course, Leng Mo's expression remained unchanged, and his footsteps remained motionless. Jian Geng hissed and jumped twice on one foot.

Leng Mo said: "When Uncle He carried you out, I was outside the door."

Jian Geng stiffened without any trace, he was indeed the boy holding the wooden warehouse.But so what? 12 years ago he didn't even know his name.

So he said perfunctorily to Leng Mo: "Oh, thank you then. If I get smeared on the neck again, I'll trouble you, Uncle He, to scoop me up again."

It's not that he doesn't thank those who rescued him from the adjudicator back then, including the woman who took care of him, which left a deep impression on him.But just today, that woman came to arrest him in person, who knows what the position of that man named Uncle He is now?

Leng Mo was very indifferent before, but today, Jian Geng felt that he had changed.Not only was he no longer indifferent, but he even started pestering him.For example, the one who is grabbing his collar now doesn't let go... one hand.

Leng Mo: "You won't be smeared on the neck."

Jian Geng sneered: "If you say you can't, you won't? Did you open the secret instrument?"

Leng Mo frowned, he was not able to deal with the Jianjiao who seemed to be covered with thorns all over his body.But he subconsciously had a hunch that if he didn't break things down today, he might never have a predictive sequence partner.

"Xiaomo, can you two be partners in the future? When the matter is settled, you can ask him if he would like to be your night watchman."

The night watchman, selected from the members of the predictive sequence, and the night watchman are close comrades-in-arms who can be handed over to the back, and best friends who share life and death.He once dreamed of the scene of entering the "door" with his future partner. Jian Geng was the first person to have a concrete image when he was a teenager.Unfortunately, he only thought about it for a few days before the dream was shattered.

Uncle He told him that he ran away.

Ran.

His night watchman, ran away.

For Leng Mo, who was only in his teens at the time, this was undoubtedly a huge blow.Later, he still couldn't pick a suitable partner, which may also be affected by this incident.

How can I succinctly and clearly explain this unclear mess in the secret ceremony, where Leng Mo thinks, without forgetting to completely trap Jian Jia between the wall and himself.

This movement is very classic, and it has a scientific name called Bidong.

However, whether it was Leng Mo or Jian Geng, the atmosphere was not immersed in it.

One of them lowered their eyes to think about what to say, and the other folded their arms and looked at what he wanted to say with cold eyes.

Just when Leng Mo was about to speak, a slightly embarrassed voice came from behind.

"Hey, isn't this—" A familiar fat man turned his face sideways, leading a young man into the house, and said as he walked, "Go on, I don't see anything."

Jane: "..."

Leng Mo: "..."

Fatty walked in, and the atmosphere was completely destroyed.

Jian Geng: "Would you like to change your posture to speak?"

Leng Mo loosened his arms from the wall: "12 years ago, Elder Qi's order was issued privately, bypassing the elders' meeting."

Jian Geng raised her eyebrows: "Huh? Don't tell me it's the same today."

Leng Mo: "...Yes."

Jian Geng: "This is really a coincidence." He clapped his hands exaggeratedly.

Leng Mo: "After you ran away, we were all looking for you. This time it was my mistake. I didn't recognize you. Elder Qi learned of your existence when I reported it. We didn't expect that he hasn't given up yet. .I have already sent a message to Uncle He, and they will stop Elder Qi's actions."

Jian Geng: "What are you guys? Are you fighting for me? Then what did I do wrong? My parents died for the secret instrument. After all, I am an orphan of a martyr. Knowing the broken key, if you can’t ask, you’ll die, what did I do wrong?”

Leng Mo hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to caress Jian Geng's face.

This caress made Jane stupid.Fuck, this brother has changed?

Leng Mo: "It's not your fault, it's the door."

Of course, this move was not thought up by Leng Mo himself, he just saw other night watchmen comforting night watchmen in this way.Leng Mo has always been smart by learning and using it flexibly.

"Ahem." A fat man's head protruded from the open door: "Well, are you two finished? This is waiting for you to start."

Leng Mo withdrew his hand, Jian Geng touched his face, the two of them looked at the fat man at the same time, and their four eyes stared at the fat man's back.

The fat man shrank back into the door, muttering: "The npc is holding a funeral, this place is not very good."

Leng Mo and Jian Jia looked at each other, and then immediately staggered away.

Jian Geng coughed, cleared her throat and said, "Let's talk about it when we get out. Let's deal with this door first."

Leng Mo let out a "hmm", turning the matter over for the time being.

When the two of them stepped into the house, a task reminder immediately popped up on the spirit watch.

[Murder cases occurred one after another in the Wang family mansion, which seems to be caused by evil spirits.Please find the evildoer and restore peace to the Wang family. 】

It really is a low-level door, and the mission description is clearly terrifying.

This is a world with an ancient background, the house is arranged like a mourning hall, the master and servants are all dressed in white linen, and the guests are also dressed in dark clothes.The sound of crying and howling came from the mourning hall. A large funeral letter was surrounded by paper wreaths. The coffin was placed in the center. On the mourning table in front were tablets, incense tables, and offerings for the three animals. A pair of white candles were burning, but the flames flickered It's bright and dark, and it looks a little weird.

The survivors were in stark contrast to the NPCs in ancient costumes. Jian Yan glanced at him, and besides him and Leng Mo, Fatty and the young man he brought, there were three other people who seemed to be in the same group.The most striking thing was that among those three people, there was actually a pregnant woman.

It is not surprising that there are pregnant women in low-level "doors". After all, the time flow of pregnant women's spiritual watches will slow down, which is only about two-thirds of normal people. Automatic lowering, almost the "door" is clearly releasing water for pregnant women.This is also the reason why the population can still be maintained to this day.

But looking at her belly, the month should be quite big.Assuming she started earning points in the early stage, she would still have enough time to support a child.You must know that the spiritual table of children before the age of 8 is not activated. After the appearance of the "gate", the fatal diseases are gone. A child, as long as he does not try to die, will not die at all.There is no need for a mother to come in the door after the month is very old.

Unless there is some reason why she had to come in.

Jian Geng's eyes moved to another child who was next to her, a boy.She looks like a teenager, and her face resembles that of a pregnant woman.It must be her child too, Jane thought.

Another adult man half-supported the pregnant woman's waist. When he saw Leng Mo, his eyes flickered slightly.

Jian Geng is familiar with this kind of look, it is the look that sees the fat sheep.He probably regarded Leng Mo as a golden finger for clearing the level.

"Tsk." He glanced at Leng Mo, this is the trouble of dressing too professionally.

After the survivors arrive, the plot will begin.The man who looked like a butler stepped forward and led them towards the backyard, and said as he walked, "Few immortal masters have finally come, please save our master's family."

The butler led them into a main room in the backyard. A middle-aged man with a beard stood up immediately when he saw them, and said something similar to the butler: "Finally, we have a few immortal masters. Save my royal family."

The butler bowed to the middle-aged man and stepped aside.

This middle-aged man should be Master Wang. He invited the "immortal masters" to sit down, and then went straight to the topic: "Immortal master, my Wang family has built bridges and paved roads since my grandfather made a fortune. But I was targeted by the evildoer, and both my son and old father were killed by the evildoer. Please save my Wang family, the immortal master."

"How do you know it's the evildoers who are causing trouble?" Fatty Wang spoke first.He changed his behavior like a transparent person last time, and took the initiative to stir up the topic.

Jian Jian glanced at him, and Fatty Wang smiled at him.

Probably this low-level door + pregnant woman gave him courage.Jane rested her chin and took a sip of tea.As soon as the tea entered the mouth, he spit it out with a "poof".

"Bah" It took a long time to spit it out.

Master Wang, the housekeeper, and other survivors all looked at him.

Leng Mo picked up the teacup and smelled it.There was no problem, he dipped in some water, took a sip, frowned, and moved the teacup away.

Jian Geng looked at Master Wang: "Benefactor, your family's tea has been harmed by evil spirits."

Master Wang and the butler looked horrified.

The butler trembled and said, "This, this, this tea is poisonous?"

Jian Geng: "Oh, that's not true. It just tastes bad after drinking."

Master Wang stared wide-eyed: "Yes, but I just drank it just now. I didn't feel it. Immortal Master, have I already become a monster?"

Jian Jian: "Don't worry, maybe the monster just wants to make you have diarrhea."

"Pfft." A muffled laugh sounded in the main room.

The fat man glanced at the young man he was leading, and motioned him to stop smiling.Then he picked up his own teacup and pretended to smell it, and said to Master Wang: "Master Wang, my fellow disciple has already found out the problem with this tea, so you can talk about the monster."

The fat man took advantage of Jian Geng's beating to crazily gain favor with the NPC, and Jian Geng crossed his legs, waiting for him to talk to the NPC.

Master Wang sighed: "This matter starts from a month ago..."