It's almost like I'm a fairy

For Kang Yang who was going to rob, now this place has become a place of right and wrong.

As soon as Wu Jiang's voice fell, Kang Yang was about to leave without hesitation, but Qi Tianhe suddenly called him: "Take it easy for the death props, if you and I have one, the dungeon can't be passed?"

Kang Yang smiled wryly. Is this the world of returnees?

Where did he have that kind of thing, he nodded perfunctorily and ran away.

Qi Tianhe continued to eat skewers, but found that the witch general hadn't left yet: "Is there something wrong?"

Wizard General: "Are you worried that he will use death substitutes?"

"Yes." Qi Tianhe wiped the corner of his mouth: "In the last dungeon, Zhu Shuse's younger brother used a surrogate prop on me, and ended up playing himself to death. I'm not in the mood to watch this kind of farce again."

Wu Jiang would occasionally feel that this person had a sense of disobedience, but each time he hadn't had time to get to the bottom of it, because the other party's few words made the disobedience turn into unfathomable.

After finishing eating, Qi Tianhe felt that his physical strength had recovered, and looked at his phone: "There is still one last minute."

I don't know if Kang Yang has the luck to survive.

Wizard General: "Would you like to take a gamble?"

Qi Tianhe: "What are you betting on?"

General Wu: "Just bet on the question you're thinking about."

He wanted to confirm again whether the other party was putting on a pose.

Hearing this, Qi Tianhe narrowed his eyes. No one likes to be seen through, especially in his field of expertise. He smiled for a while and adjusted his micro-expression: "Not interested."

He paused for a while before the witch general could speak, and said, "If you have this skill, it's better to think about the zodiac signs. I even need to remind you that you are a snake."

"..."

Hitting the core with a knife, the wizard fell silent, he really hasn't seen what's inside.

The remaining time passed completely in the short conversation, and a man in black uniform appeared in front of him very abruptly, after checking the badges they were wearing, he said: "You two, please follow."

Unexpectedly, the man in uniform led Qi Tianhe and Wu Jiang all the way to the front area, and finally walked out directly through Area A.

Qi Tianhe once bought a towel to cover his face in the opposite market, but now the market is gone, and the venomous sun is even less visible. The cold and dark atmosphere has nothing to do with the theme of the whole summer.

There was a faint mist in the air, and it was hard to see the surroundings clearly. Qi Tianhe finally knew the occupation of the staff... He was an administrator of the mourning hall.

The entire area in front of them is almost filled with wreaths, fresh flowers, paper-tied flowers... some are pure white, some are colorful, and the only thing they have in common is the word 'Dian' written in black pen in the middle.

There are also slight differences in these words, except for the largest wreath in the center, all the rest are dotted with a black dot.

"Why is there an extra sum?" Qi Tianhe asked.

The administrator of the mourning hall: "That's the soul of the dead crying."

Qi Tianhe pointed to the largest wreath in the middle again: "Then why is there no one on it?"

The curator of the mourning hall didn't say a word, and carefully took care of a few flowers that were crushed when leaning against the wall.

Zhou Zhi came a few seconds earlier than him. After looking around, he came over and said hello: "This is a mourning hall. We seem to be in a space isolated from the world."

Substituting the current state, the meaning of the word isolation is very complicated.

Qi Tianhe was about to say something when another person came, it was Xia Tian and Zhang Zhentong.

Entering a new environment, the two of them are in a much better mood than wandering back and forth in several districts of the flower market, especially Zhang Zhentong, who finally no longer has to be confused by the sense of direction.

Zhou Zhi was very pleasantly surprised, it is a good thing to be able to survive a few more players: "Have you found a clue?"

Xia Tian shook his head: "We agreed, he will use a lucky booster, and then I will go to the tour guide to verify my identity."

The two only need to choose between tigers and cats. Zhang Zhentong used props to draw lots, and the one caught was a cat. Xia Tian didn't have any props to pay, so she had to take on a more dangerous task and take the initiative to check with the tour guide. Once her answer was wrong , Zhang Zhentong's zodiac sign is self-evident.

Fortunately, everything went well.

Zhou Zhi raised his eyebrows after hearing this, looked at Xia Tian and said, "So you are a tiger and he is a cat?"

Xia Tian nodded.

The last two people brought in were Xie Jinji and Kang Yang, and the zodiac signs they found were dogs and cats.Ah Shi did not survive, but Kang Yang found the answer in the last minute, which was beyond Qi Tianhe's expectation.

Looking at the witch general again, the latter didn't seem surprised.

Although Kang Yang survived, his condition was very bad. There was a deep wound on his neck. He used healing tools, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the mourning hall administrator walked up to Kang Yang: "You need to pay a fine of [-] yuan."

Kang Yang's complexion changed, and he only had about three hundred yuan in total.

"why?"

The administrator of the mourning hall: "You hang up other people's work badges and disturb the order of the mourning hall. If you don't pay the fine, you will be asked to leave."

At the same time, Xie Jin told others what happened just now: "He snatched Ah Shi's work card at the last moment."

Qi Tianhe was pretending, while the rest of the people really showed an indifferent attitude. If any of them had the opportunity, they would choose to fight at all costs in the face of desperation.

Wu will focus on the task: "Two cats."

The dead Ashi and Zhang Zhentong belonged to the same sign.

Xie Jin smiled wryly: "I can't find a pattern at all."

Can't help but glance at Qi Tianhe again, his bastard zodiac sign has a bright irony no matter how you look at it, what Xia Tian said earlier is right, this person may be a breakthrough, and if he finds out the source of his zodiac sign, the problem may be solved easily.

Over there, Kang Yang reluctantly paid the money, and got a pleasant surprise. The staff brought the correct brand for him to wear.Kang Yang's eyes lit up when he saw the cow pattern on it.

The mourning hall administrator stood at the front: "Thank you for taking the time to attend today's funeral, because the family of the deceased did not want to show up, and I will preside over the funeral on my behalf."

"...the deceased left a fortune during his lifetime, which will be distributed to those who come to attend the funeral." When the mourning hall administrator said this, he glanced at Kang Yang: "Someone may use various means to get in in order to falsely claim the inheritance." , so before that, everyone must be tested."

The witch general asked calmly: "Hasn't all those who forged other people's identities have already surfaced, so what is the test?"

Kang Yang looked ugly, but he didn't dare to refute.

"The sign doesn't mean everything," the mourning hall administrator said indifferently, "It's also possible that his sign was taken away by someone else before that."

Only then did Kang Yang breathe a sigh of relief.

The administrator of the mourning hall: "In half an hour, you need to tell me the identity of the deceased." His eyes swept over the signs hanging on the players' chests one by one: "The final distribution of inheritance will be determined according to your performance during the test period."

With a sign, you can move around at will, and players invariably choose to act separately.

Qi Tianhe chose to walk south. This was the first time he saw an outdoor mourning hall. Looking ahead, the area ahead was shrouded in thick fog.

The sound of sobbing came intermittently, Qi Tianhe thought for a while and chose to walk over, unexpectedly it was a familiar face, in front of him was a young couple, the girl was squatting and burning paper, and the boy next to her was comforting her gently.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the girl raised her head. The blood and tears on her face looked horrifying. She wiped her hands and grinned and said, "It's you."

Girls seem to like people to guess riddles: "Guess who I am burning paper for?"

Qi Tianhe said lightly: "You yourself."

The girl was poked into a sad thing: "

I was rescued in the hospital for a day, and my whole body hurt, but I still didn't come back. "

Qi Tianhe: "The cause of death..."

The girl cried so hard that she couldn't breathe: "The cause of death is very complicated, and I heard a lot of technical terms during the rescue."

Qi Tianhe was helpless: "I'm asking who killed you."

The girl stopped crying for a moment, but without answering, she asked another question: "Do you want to know the fortune teller's secret?"

Looking at each other, Qi Tianhe clearly saw the killing intent in the opponent's eyes, and still nodded.

The girl was very satisfied with his answer, she stood up slowly, pointed to herself and asked, "What do you think is the worst about me?"

The boy next to him didn't say a word, and speeded up the frequency of burning paper. Even though there was no wind, the smoke was all drifting in the direction of Qi Tianhe.The smell of smoke is not choking, on the contrary, there is a strange fragrance, more fragrant than the fragrance smelled in the flower market.

The girl began to tell a story: "I was born in a poor family. Since elementary school, my parents often quarreled for my livelihood..."

She talked at length, but Qi Tianhe didn't listen much, and his attention was all on the paper money. He had a premonition that he had to give an answer before the paper money was burned out.

The girl then talked about her experience when she was in elementary school. According to the current burning speed of paper money, there are at most 3 minutes left.

Qi Tianhe's eyes moved, and he opened his mouth to answer, but the girl stopped and said with a smile: "You only have one chance, if you answer wrong, I will punish you to stay forever and burn the paper."

Qi Tianhe seemed to be determined to answer, and ignored her warning and said seriously: "You are a liar."

The girl's smile disappeared little by little.

Qi Tianhe didn't take the NPC's emotions into consideration, and repeated it lightly.

"Nonsense!" The girl angrily wanted to throw the burning paper money at Qi Tianhe, but was stopped by the boy next to her: "It's not good to look angry."

The girl took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down, and asked displeasedly, "How do you know?"

Qi Tianhe: "When we met for the first time, you said that the fortune-teller was a liar, and that he mistook the time of death."

Although he himself didn't believe this, the presence of such an NPC in the dungeon must have a purpose, and it is meaningless to portray the fortune teller as a liar for fame.

And during the meeting, the fortune teller seemed to have some skills.

The girl was still aggrieved, Qi Tianhe reminded: "Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

The boy on the side answered him: "Let me tell you... Fortune tellers are not human."

It was nothing new, if the other party said that the fortuneteller was human, Qi Tianhe might be a little surprised.

"She's not a ghost either."

The next sentence made Qi Tianhe slightly startled: "It's neither human nor ghost, what is that?"

"Who knows," the girl interrupted suddenly, as if she was very dissatisfied with the fortune teller: "She predicted my death process, and she actually blamed my bad luck. How is it different from a machine without emotions?"

Regarding the cause of her death, the girl didn't say a word, and after she finished speaking, she took the boy on her arm and walked deeper into the mist.

Qi Tianhe raised his voice and asked: "There is a mourning hall over there, do you know who is paying homage to?"

The bodies of the two trembled slightly, and they continued to walk forward in silence.

There was no one around, the parrot flew out, saw Qi Tianhe's expression clearly and said: "It seems that you have a clue."

Qi Tianhe nodded, the clues he got from playing games with NPCs were very useful, especially the last sentence of the girl, which was not an insult to vent emotions, but more inclined to discuss the facts.

Parrot: "Then what are you still doing?"

Pray Tianhe is puzzled.

Parrot: "Hurry up and show off, plate your vest with gold, and verify your guess thoroughly by the way."

"..."

The witch general's whereabouts are easy to find, it must be in the direction that players generally don't want to go...to the west.

The sound in the depths of the mist over there is very noisy, very similar to the legendary place where demons dance wildly.Qi Tianhe didn't dare to go too deep, so he simply yelled, and after a while, a person came from the mist.

The witch general was very unwilling to have anything to do with him at the moment: "Don't yell like a ghost."

Qi Tianhe went straight to the topic and gave the keyword: "Forum."

When he was talking, he paid attention to the fluctuation of the other party's expression, and saw that Wu Jiang clicked his tongue, as if he was laughing at himself.

Qi Tianhe confirmed his guess, the so-called zodiac sign is the avatar on the forum.

When a player logs into the game forum for the first time, the avatar is randomly generated and cannot be changed later, but this randomness is not random, and the avatar generated by the game will refer to some players' personalities.

The witch general obviously thought of this, and suddenly looked at Qi Tianhe with strange eyes: "What did you do to get such a profile picture?"

Hearing this, Qi Tianhe let out a snort, saying that he had spent four years as a quasi-player, and it would not be wrong to post a highly insulting profile picture.However, it was clearly a cute tortoise on the forum, but it was described as a bastard by the NPC after entering the dungeon. He seriously suspected that the game contained private goods.

When encountering a question that cannot be answered, use another question to change the subject: "Did you see a strange post the night before entering the dungeon?"

The communication between smart people has always been precise and quick. The witch general: "The one who was out of the game but didn't return to reality?"

Qi Tianhe nodded.

He suspected that all the players who entered the dungeon this time were those who read this post that night, and the game directly selected eleven of them as participants.

Qi Tianhe: "If I remember correctly, the profile picture of the host who posted the post is a dog."

At present, one of them also has a zodiac sign of a dog... Xie Jinjin, as to whether it is a coincidence or not, I don't know.

Wu Jiang calmly took out a small paper man and wrote Xie Jin's name on the back. The paper-cut floated in one direction, and he followed.

Qi Tianhe didn't change his face and rubbed against the props, and also followed the paper-cut.The parrot reminded him that he came here not purely to show off, but to extract information from Xie Jinjin, it would be difficult for him alone. Among these people, the only one who can obviously suppress other players is the wizard.

The paper figurine floated all the way to a place very close to the mourning hall. Xie Jin was stroking the wreath when he heard the sound of footsteps and his fingertips froze. He looked up and saw the witch general, his expression sank completely, and he asked slowly, "Did you find anything?"

When he asked, he actually already had a guess in his heart. The prop paper figure in the air floated in front of him before falling down as if he had completed his mission, which meant that the owner of the paper figure came to find him specially.

General Wu made it very clear on the spot: "I don't like wasting time and making useless rounds."

Qi Tianhe played the role of a competent younger brother, shouting behind him: "That's right, I hope you are sensible."

"..." Xie Jin took a deep look at him now, today he has seen what it means to be arrogant.

Qi Tianhe saw what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "There is only one dog here."

Xie Jin looked at the witch general: "You really know."

The three of them formed a perfect chain of contempt, and the witch general didn't even give him a look: "Get to the point."

"I posted the post." Xie Jin's expression became serious now: "My goal in life is different from yours. It is to investigate the mystery of my friend's death."

The witch general: "Why didn't you make it clear at the beginning?"

"Because of the mission prompt," Xie Jinji said, "there is a devil's helper hidden in the player."

The witch general smiled, "You doubt me?"

"That's not true," Xie Jin shook his head: "The fortune teller is the incarnation of the reviewer of the post, she can verify the identity, and only the two of you entered at that time."

"These can be postponed for the time being," Qi Tianhe interjected, "tell your friend's name first, it's important to hand in the task."

The deceased at the funeral was most likely the friend Xie Jin was talking about.

Wu Jiang's eyelids twitched: "Listen first."

Qi Tianhe insisted: "The order of answers affects the rewards."

The property of the deceased is likely to be the props left by the player during his lifetime. I am currently saddened by the shortage of props. The opportunity is in front of me, so I don't want to hurry up.

The witch general has become numb to his behavior to a certain extent, and ignores it directly.Xie Jin looked at Qi Tianhe with the eyes of a country bumpkin, and finally spit out a name slowly: "Lin Qiuse."

Before going to the administrator of the mourning hall, Qi Tianhe did not forget to say to the wizard: "I am an experimental subject, if he tells lies, remember to avenge me."

"Quick... go." Wu Jiang held back the word 'roll'.

Xie Jin also had a complicated expression on his face.

It is very common to hug the thigh in the game, but it is the first time he has seen someone take the little brother to the extreme, and he looks like he is willing to go through life and death for the big brother to monopolize the benefits.

Next, the wizard asked Xie Jin a few questions one after another, and not long after, Qi Tianhe came back with a much more serious look on his face.

Wu Jiang glanced at Xie Jinji, who quickly said, "I'm telling the truth. My friend's name is really Lin Qiuse."

"The identity of the deceased is no problem," Qi Tianhe approached and frowned, "A new player is here."

The air was silent for a moment.

Xie Jinjin's voice was dry: "Could it be because there are too many dead players, and the dungeon temporarily fills in for some subsequent plots?"

This has happened before, but only a handful.

Wu Jiang sneered: "I'm afraid that the players who read the post that night will end up investing in dungeons in batches."

There are three new players, and the mourning hall administrator gave them different tasks...to ask for paper money.When they saw another group of people, the three were also very surprised, especially the dazzling number seven on Qi Tianhe's hand.

In order to maintain the character design, Qi Tianhe deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of their eyes, pointed at the wizard and said, "What are you looking at? Do you know who is standing in front of you?"

The three of them immediately judged the relationship between these two people as doglegs and golden thighs.

One of them recognized the witch general, whispered something to the other two, and the atmosphere became much tenser.

The wizard ignored them and went straight to the mourning hall administrator to hand in the task.

Within half an hour, the players came back one after another. Sometimes their character and ability were really irrelevant. Kang Yang did a special task to get clues, and actually saw through Xie Jinjin's identity. Unfortunately, he didn't have the intimidating power of a witch general, so he did it secretly. Trading, privately using an unimportant prop to buy the name of the deceased.

The information that Xia Tian and Zhang Zhentong got was limited, they only knew that the deceased was a player, and the administrator of the mourning hall was not very satisfied, so they barely passed the level.However, he has a small notebook for recording and scoring according to everyone's performance. These two just passed.

The last one to come back was Zhou Zhi. He didn't know what he said to the mourning hall administrator. The score he got was second only to Qi Tianhe who was the first to give the answer, and even higher than the witch general.

After listening to everyone's reports, the mourning hall administrator stood motionless.

Xie Jinshi: "When will the funeral start?"

"Wait for everyone."

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the dead silence in front of the mourning hall was finally broken.

Of the three newcomers, only one came back alive, and he was still clutching bloody banknotes tightly in his hand.

Qi Tianhe took the initiative to exchange a few words, probably because of the tragic scene before, facing the rookie, he temporarily put aside his contempt, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Our task in the flower market is easy, as long as we are careful not to be stung by bees It's okay to be injured, I didn't expect the big move to wait here."

The new player is Song Mu. After a few words of comfort, Qi Tianhe asked casually, "Did you use team-building props to come in?"

Players are sensitive, Song Mu immediately put away the loneliness in his eyes and looked at him vigilantly.

Qi Tianhe told the truth, talking about his recent experience, the rules of death always come first to the team members.

Song Mu frowned, then nodded and admitted: "It's a team."

At this time, the administrator of the mourning hall put down the booklet in his hand, and clapped his hands lightly: "Please be quiet, everyone, the condolences are about to begin."

I don't know what the process is. There are no portraits, no relatives, and no one to read the eulogy.The mourning hall administrator brought a plate and asked them to take a paper flower from it and put it down when they paid their respects.

Two staff members appeared silently carrying a coffin. After landing, heavy music sounded in the mourning hall, and the mourning hall administrator signaled everyone to line up and walk around the coffin.

Qi Tianhe was the first in line and found that the coffin was empty, but he still put down the flowers in his hand.

The curator of the mourning hall made a sad statement: "He died really badly."

It's so true, it's as if you can really see a dead person through the empty coffin.

When it was summer's turn, the moment she put down the paper flowers, a puff of smoke rose from her head, because the dark sky was not obvious, and no one noticed this scene at all.Xia Tian was about to follow the steps of the person in front of him to leave when his body suddenly started to spontaneously ignite, and within three seconds, his whole body turned into a ball of fire.

In this case, let alone using props, there was no time to let out a scream.

When everyone came back to their senses and blinked their eyes, there was only a pile of ashes left.

Zhang Zhentong, who was behind the Xia Zhi, thought of something, and opened the paper flower that had just been put down by the Xia Solstice, and a sun flower was drawn inside.He quickly opened his own, but luckily it was just blank paper.

The players who were not in line looked at the things in their hands. Except for the new player Song Mu, the rest were blank papers.

Song Mu's face was not very good-looking, but he was not particularly nervous. He quickly hung a jade pendant around his neck.When he presented the flowers, a plume of blue smoke rose from above his head, but the flame only jumped and flickered twice on the sleeves, and then disappeared.

At the end of the session, the administrator of the mourning hall pretended to remind: "You must be sincere when offering flowers."

Being put together, Song Mu said angrily: "The flowers are also presented, what else should I do?"

The administrator of the mourning hall showed a strange and fascinated expression: "Next is the most important and most anticipated part... Flower appreciation."

The fog gradually dissipated, and there was a hustle and bustle in the distance. There were many flower sellers on the street ahead, and the bustle was much more lively than the flower market I visited before.

"I need to remind everyone that if anyone wants to buy lucky flowers, they must remember not to be cheated." The mourning hall manager looked at the stall owners on the street and shook his head with emotion: "There are a few shops that like to use paper flowers to make up for money. When you get there, you can only consider yourself unlucky.”

He seemed to have nothing to explain, Yu Bi stood aside with his head down.

Players began to walk towards the market that suddenly appeared one after another, Qi Tianhe suddenly stopped, and turned back to ask the mourning hall administrator: "There are so many beautiful flowers, why don't you go shopping with me?"

"No," said the curator of the mourning hall, "I still have to receive guests who may come to express their condolences at any time."

Qi Tianhe knew that the shaman would be a prophecy. Once the existing players in the dungeon consume too much, people who read the post that night will be randomly sent in: "Sure enough, staying up late to brush your phone is risky..."

He went to the forum because of the supernatural phenomenon in the room, and wanted to know if anyone else had the same experience. As for why other people stayed up late at night to browse the forum, he really couldn't figure it out, so he took two quick steps and called Kang Yang to stop him. He is like a mouse seeing a cat.

Qi Tianhe cut to the chase and asked why he visited the forum the night before the dungeon.

Mentioning this Kang Yang was very speechless: "My friend called to read the post at night, saying that there was shocking gossip."

Qi Tianhe: "Has your friend come in?"

Kang Yang shook his head, and suddenly gasped: "That's right, why wasn't that bastard selected for the dungeon? It stands to reason that he saw the post before me, and it is said that he even replied."

Is it possible that I am so unlucky?

Qi Tianhe said indifferently: "What if he comes in?"

"How is it possible, I can't recognize it when I come in..." The words stopped suddenly, and Kang Yang noticed something was wrong, and said, "You mean, there may have been a group of players who came in before us?"

Qi Tianhe is not sure, but if this guess is true, the previous wave of people may have been completely chilled.

An out-of-key song came from behind. The mourning hall administrator carefully inspected the wreath and hummed softly:

"The devil is looking for his assistant, the devil is looking for his hearse, the devil is looking for everyone's lucky flower, the devil is among you..."

The singing can be heard no matter how far you go, it is ugly and piercing, but it seems to keep echoing in your mind like a demon, and you can't help but hum along. Every time you sing, a chill will run down your spine and go down your neck .

"The lyrics say that the devil is among us..." Kang Yang swallowed: "What do you think this sentence means?"

Qi Tianhe lowered his eyes and didn't answer him, instead he took a step back, but he walked back quickly, frowning, as if he was trying not to do something.

Kang Yang wasn't sure what he was going to do, so he asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Qi Tianhe said, "It's just that whenever I see such NPCs pretending to be gods and ghosts, I can't help but want to reason with them."

The author has something to say: Parrot: It is time to educate them and teach them to be ghosts.

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