God does not love the world [unlimited]

[Lying in a coffin?Are people in Yangjian playing such a trend now?Still using our bed? 】

[The volume is just one word. 】

[It's a pity that the betting time of the last game has passed, otherwise, if you bet on him, you can still make a fortune. 】

[Come on, I've seen so many distorted player emoticons, it's rare to have a good-looking one, can you live a little longer? 】

[I took a screenshot of the high-definition side face photo of the stove before, if you need it, raise your hand, now you can get a discount.You must know that you may never see such an eye-catching player again in the future. 】

[...True. No business is not evil. 】

The players present looked over in horror.

In the end, the ordinary person said: "Taoist...you just let him lie down like this?"

Taoist Lingshan asked, "Why not?"

The woman forced herself to be calm: "What's inside?"

Daoist Lingshan was puzzled: "Where did the things come from in the coffin?"

Fang Chen, a boy with a flat cut, just climbed onto a chair, and looked down at the crack of the coffin lid: "The corpse fraudster in the coffin is gone!"

"..."

Daoist Lingshan: "Isn't Xiao Yu the one who was in the coffin before? Didn't I tell you to carry him all the way here? What kind of corpse is it?"

Fang Chen slowly squeezed out a tone: "Huh?"

Daoist Lingshan waved his hand: "Okay, don't be stupid, Xiaoyu, come in."

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The coffin was made so big that it was more than enough to accommodate a person turning over.

Shi Yu didn't lie down, but sat on the inside with his legs bent, watching the coffin lid above his head slowly close.

Two holes were cut in the corners of the coffin, presumably to facilitate ventilation.

He looked at it, and suddenly remembered the car accident that knocked him here before.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground is loud and harsh, comparable to the sound of a steel fork hitting glass.

Then came the overwhelming shadows, zooming in from behind, zooming in, zooming in again, enveloping him in an instant.

The front of the car hit a tree trunk, and most of it was sunken, white steam was rising, and the glass windows were shattered into cobwebs.

It was the same when he looked out from the gap between the wheels, his breath was salty, his body was warm, his ears were silent, his vision was dark, and the only light source was as far away as the sky.

Shi Yu propped her chin and thought silently, wondering what happened to those cats.

Don't just annihilate the whole army with him, he has fed for so long in vain.

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed that someone knocked on his ear twice.

The echo effect in the coffin was so good that Shi Yu woke up instantly from the noise, and when she looked up, she saw the coffin lid was pushed open again.

Then a face emerges from the outside.

...the most annoying one.

Cheng Wuye said, "Can we talk?"

Shi Yu: "No."

"..."

There was no anger or embarrassment on Cheng Wuye's face, but he just said: "God's Domain will select a group of newcomers to enter the next nine days at the beginning of each month to participate in the game with old players, and the ratio of new and old players is one to one. Before Three helpers, one cook and one dead, we have four, and the remaining one is you."

Shi Yu said he could not leave him, lowered her long eyelashes again, and closed her eyes again.

"You are a newcomer, you should have read the notice of God's Domain. Players who enter the game have identities." Cheng Wuye rubbed his fingers along the edge of the coffin, "But God's Domain will not say what the identity is, you need to dig it yourself, it may not be important, Might also be important, related to winning the game. Are you listening?"

Shi Yu said, "It's evening."

He wants to sleep.

Cheng Wuye said: "Something will happen tonight."

Shi Yu didn't respond.

Cheng Wuye said: "You'd better not sleep at night."

Shi Yu: "This is my business."

The implication is, mind your own business.

We chatted to death in one day.

Daoist Lingshan went somewhere, and he was not seen in the hall; the remaining three players gathered together like a group, whispering while watching the scene on the other side.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The originally subtle voice in the mourning hall also disappeared, and everyone fell into a coma.

The heavy rain has stopped, and the shadows of the trees are whirling under the moonlight.Then, the window casts a long, thin shadow.

【Dangdangdang——】

[Attention all players, this wave of ghosts is a night attack. 】

【Could you restrain yourself from the gloating in your tone earlier. 】

The slender ghost turned inside, walked to the coffin step by step, and raised its hand to push the lid open.

The person in the coffin was wearing a hoodie and a white cloth towel covering his face. At first glance, he looked like a corpse.

Heiying supported the edge of the coffin with his hands, and suddenly jumped into the coffin, almost enclosing all the people inside, and strangled the neck of the person in the coffin with one hand!

Then he was blocked by a hand.

The ferocious ghost gesture was like a broken bamboo, directly piercing through the opponent's palm.

Shi Yu's hands trembled physiologically, and he lifted the white cloth over his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a ghost on his body.

Ghost Shadow was condescending and struck again.

Shi Yu held the opponent's wrist with his backhand, bowed and raised his leg.

The ghost hand wiped his cheek and inserted it into the wooden coffin, the wooden board under him trembled.He turned his head to avoid the blow, the soles of his shoes touched Ghost Shadow's abdomen, and kicked hard.

The ghost flew out of the coffin and rolled several meters away rubbing the ground.

The ghost hand that penetrated into the palm was pulled out following the inertia, and blood flowed profusely from the hole in an instant.

The moment he stepped out of the coffin, Ghost Shadow leaned forward again.

Shi Yu didn't hide, grabbed the opponent and pulled him behind him.

Behind him is an empty coffin.

The ghost body almost rose into the air, and its head slammed into the coffin, making a teeth-stinging sound.

Shi Yu lowered her eyes and stepped on the back of the opponent's neck, almost hearing the sound of the cervical spine breaking.

The ghost shadow froze for life, and didn't even utter a sound.

Shi Yu withdrew her feet, and with a loud "bang", kicked the lid of the coffin neatly, and directly locked the ghost together with its struggles into the coffin.

【? ! 】

[Yes, handsome. 】

Although the coffin lid has a certain weight, it is absolutely impossible to say that it cannot be pushed away with the strength shown by the ghost just now; but the fact is that no matter how much it struggles inside, it just cannot be pushed away.

As if the coffin was some kind of irreversible seal to it.

Shi Yu looked at the side for a while, making sure that the other party couldn't come out for the time being, then turned to look at the other people in the hall.

There was such a big commotion just now, but none of them woke up.

He ignored it, moved a chair from the side, sat down beside the coffin, tore off the white cloth on the top of his head that matched the filial piety, wiped the blood indiscriminately, wrapped it around the injured hand twice, and finally Holding the corner of the white scarf, she tied a bow with one hand.

Shi Yu glanced at the ball-like balls on his hands.

kind of ugly.

...Forget it, make do with it.

He sat on the chair for a while, pulled up the sweater hat again, lay down on the coffin, and fell asleep with his head down.

[I can still sleep...? 】

[Baby, can you deal with the injury? I feel pain when I look at it. 】

[Sorry, I was blind before, and I kowtowed to the beauty of the Normal University here. 】

Nothing happened that night.

The next day, Shi Yu was still woken up.

Because of the funeral, people began to gather outside the house early in the morning, and the sounds of conversation and pacing were mixed together, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

Cheng Wuye walked to the coffin and stared at the blood on his hand: "Who did the injury on your hand?"

Shi Yu didn't answer, her eyelashes drooped a little.

The man also came over: "Didn't the priest tell you to lie in the coffin? Why did you come out?"

The woman pulled the rubber band on the top of her head and tied her hair again: "If I come out too, I will sleep in a coffin all night. Who else can do such an inhuman thing but ghosts..."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a sudden sound from inside the coffin.

The woman fell silent for a moment.

Fang Chen opened his mouth blankly: "This is again..."

what's the situation?

Cheng Wuye didn't speak, just stared at the man on the chair.

Shi Yu had experienced the other party's tireless questioning yesterday, and she really didn't want to experience it again, so she finally broke the silence: "Is it a ghost?"

Cheng Wuye: "Really?"

Shi Yu: "I didn't see clearly last night."

Cheng Wuye: "What happened last night?"

Shi Yu pointed to the coffin: "Ask it."

"..."

Whether to open the coffin is a big question.

Both men and women expressed their objection and could not open it; Cheng Wuye obviously wanted to open it, Fang Chen hesitated and didn't know what to do, and finally turned his attention to Shi Yu for help.

Shi Yu pretended not to see it.

"No matter what is inside, since he was able to lock the contents inside last night, it proves that it is not a type that is too powerful to deal with at all. What are you so afraid of?" Cheng Wuye said to the point.

Fang Chen raised his hand: "What if it is more powerful during the day?"

Cheng Wuye glanced over through the broken hair: "Which species of ghost have you seen that is more powerful during the day than at night?"

Fang Chen was not convinced: "Even in the world, there are ghost places like God's Domain, so why don't such ghosts exist?"

Cheng Wuye: "Oh, then why didn't it just open its own building and jump out to wipe us all out?"

"..."

"It's really impossible, if you encounter a ghost, lead it to this person." Cheng Wuye added, "Let him lock it up again."

Shi Yu: "..."

The sound of vehicles stopping outside the yard and the sound of people's footsteps coming and going became more and more serious, indicating that more and more people were coming.

It was the distant relatives and neighbors invited by the owner to come to offer condolences.

If you don't watch it, you won't have a chance.

None of them were newbies, and after some hesitation, they still gritted their teeth and lifted the coffin lid.

This was the first time Shi Yu clearly saw the appearance of the ghost inside.

There is a saying that after death, ghosts usually maintain their appearance at the moment before death, and there are usually the following types of death methods: end of life, homicide, natural disasters and accidents.Therefore, ghosts are either old and rickety, or have pale and purple complexions, or are covered with blood and scars, and they will always be particularly scary in the eyes of others.

The man in front of him was wearing a royal blue shroud, his neck was twisted unnaturally, and his face was covered with bloodstains from what he had experienced on the back of his bare hands.

The woman screamed on the spot.

Both Fang Chen and ordinary men have weak calves.

Shi Yu was the quietest one. He looked down at the weird bloodstains on the back of the opponent's hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Only Cheng Wuye grasped the back of the chair beside him, and lowered his gaze: "Xu Zhukong."

Everyone present has heard the name.

When I was inquiring about news with the owner at dinner last night, it was the deceased in this funeral, the owner's own son.

The owner of the house did not allow everyone to see the deceased. In the end, several players jointly persuaded the owner to see the photos of his life.

And the face in the photo was the one in front of him.