Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

The atmosphere in the coffin paused.

Suddenly Qi Wuyuan felt a tingling pain on his back, invisible fingers caressed his wound through the bandage, and deliberately pressed several times hard.

Qi Wuyuan was imprisoned in a small space, allowing Chen Ye to spread his malice wantonly.

"How do you know it was me?"

While Chen Ye was asking, he pressed Qi Wuyuan's wound hard with his hands, causing his wound to bleed again.

A lot of cold sweat oozes unconsciously from Qi Wuyuan's white forehead.

Qi Wuyuan replied without changing his face: "The only golden coffin is too easy to recognize."

[What does the host mean by 'golden coffin'? ]

[Does the difference in the color of the coffin make any difference? ]

The type of dungeon that players least like to enter has to be a Chinese-style horror dungeon.

In terms of taboos alone, Chinese-style horror dungeons have much more taboos than other types of dungeons.

There are various attention points and rules that need to be followed in the mid-horror dungeon. Except for the masters who are proficient in metaphysics, other ordinary players are prone to taboos if they don't pay attention.

Other viewers quickly posted popular science on the barrage.

Coffins of different colors have different meanings.

Black is the most common and least error-prone coffin, and anyone who died in any way can put it in it.

White is used for children who died prematurely, red is used for happy funerals, and log-colored coffins can also be used for elderly people who die.

In ancient times, golden coffins were the only color used by emperors and generals.

Later, it gradually evolved into a coffin for rich or powerful people after their death.

Modern people don't pay much attention to these things, so most funerals use black coffins, which are the most infallible.

After reading the popular science.

[So the host sells coffins at home, right?We all know this. ]

[I always thought that the coffin was only available in black, so I learned a lot. ]

[long knowledge 1]

Hearing Qi Wuyuan's answer, Chen Ye couldn't hold back a chuckle: "You still know this."

Qi Wuyuan didn't figure out Chen Ye's tone, so he simply took it as a compliment to him.

"I happened to find a few books at home that said this, so I read them."

He endured the discomfort of being continuously groped for the wound: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Qi Wuyuan still remembered that he had just destroyed Chen Ye's sacrificial ceremony, but he was beaten so badly that he bled from the back after being chased so hard.

Suddenly, a group of black shadows shrouded in the coffin turned into a tall man.

Qi Wuyuan's chin was firmly pinched, he met Chen Ye's scarlet and terrifying eyes, the man frowned and said violently: "Stop pretending."

The space inside the coffin was only that big, and two big men with long hands and long legs squeezed together, and the distance was really close.

Chen Ye supported Qi Wuyuan's face with one hand, and pinched his chin very hard with the other hand.

"You have found out."

Qi Wuyuan smiled softly: "That's right."

He discovered it when he suffered the last attack in the stone room.

The mountain god who attacked him angrily just now was not Chen Ye.

Chen Ye's yin energy is colder and purer, a terrifying force without too many impurities.

When facing it directly, it will bring a deeper level of fear.

But the power that attacked Qi Wuyuan just now was very mottled, carrying countless strong emotions, sorrow, sadness, anger... and exhaustion.

This is not Chen Ye at all.

Qi Wuyuan discovered the difference with his breath.

After hearing Chen Ye's words, on the surface he showed no timidity, but in fact he worked hard secretly, making preparations that Chen Ye would turn his back on him in the coffin and kill him.

If Chen Ye is going to kill him, Qi Wuyuan will have to resort to it in order to survive...

Unexpectedly, Qi Wuyuan waited only for Chen Ye with a slightly confused expression.

It is completely different from the violent and gloomy strong look before.

Confined by the narrow space, he frowned, and couldn't help asking: "What did you just say about 'hidden three but not seven'?"

To Qi Wuyuan's surprise, Chen Ye didn't know this.

Qi Wuyuan glanced at the man's current clothes while Chen Ye was speaking.

Different from the groom's clothes seen before, the clothes Chen Ye was wearing at this time were the real appearance when he was buried.

Chen Ye did not wear a traditional shroud when he was buried.

Instead, he was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit that fit the man, and the half-unfolded white scarf was wrapped around his neck with the man's large movements.

——This outfit is completely like an intellectual who has read the book.

When the man was talking, the intermittent coolness sprayed from his nose to Qi Wuyuan's neck, and Qi Wuyuan was very uncomfortable with the advancing distance.

Apart from playing games with his only childhood friend as a child, he had never been this close to a human being.

Seeing that Qi Wuyuan didn't respond, Chen Ye grabbed the coffin lid above with his backhand: "Explain."

"Otherwise I'll throw you out."

Chen Ye's patience is very bad.

With a little force from the bony fingers, the lid was lifted to reveal a small gap.

In an instant, all the darkness poured into the gap like a tide, wishing to completely submerge the human beings whose protective shell had been knocked open.

Qi Wuyuan's chin was pinched by Chen Ye, and he raised his head abruptly and approached the opened gap infinitely.

Wisps of darkness drilled into Qi Wuyuan's eyes.

In a trance, he saw a house made of paper more than one meter high.

The paper house is exquisitely crafted, with a courtyard, a main room, and side rooms inside the square walls—the structure is exactly the same as the Chen family courtyard where weddings and weddings are held.

The bride made of little paper figurines sits in a sedan chair parked in front of the main room, and there are many paper servants, opera singing troupe and many other little paper figurines beside her.

There were a lot of people walking around and busy, but they all ignored the paper house they passed by.

Heart-piercing cries and the noisy sound of Taoist priests performing exercises intertwined and appeared in my ears.

A five or six-year-old child stood not far away. He opened his eyes wide and pointed at the paper house curiously. With the other hand, he tugged at the person next to him: "Grandma, what is that? It looks so beautiful."

The grandma, who was distracted by the child, really changed her face after seeing the child's actions, and hurriedly knocked off the child's hand that was pointing hard at the paper house in a panic.

"Don't point randomly! You can't point at that thing."

The child was slammed by the grandmother, and immediately burst into tears: "Wow..."

"Stop crying, cry again? Cry again, and the villain in the paper house will look for you at night!"

Qi Wuyuan's mind was dizzy, while he saw a strange scene, his spirit was also devastated to a very uncomfortable level.

Just seeing this scene took a lot of energy from him.

Immediately afterwards, he was pinched by the neck by a powerful force and pressed back into the coffin.

The last impression left on Qi Wuyuan was the child's choked-up cries and the grandma's deliberate threats.

Chen Ye dragged Qi Wuyuan back to the coffin and closed the crack again.

Qi Wuyuan came to his senses from the special scene that he suddenly entered just now.

He was gasping for breath, he was going to have a terrible headache, and he was too tired to move a finger.

Just a little contact with the dark miasma outside just now has consumed most of his energy.

Qi Wuyuan's spirit almost fell below a certain threshold.

He was forced by Chen Ye to forcibly see things that he shouldn't see here!

This kind of behavior is basically a provocation and tease to Qi Wuyuan before taking revenge.

It's really stingy.

Qi Wuyuan couldn't help scolding Chen Ye several times in his heart.

"explain."

Chen Ye didn't let go of the big hand on Qi Wuyuan's neck, and it seemed that he was going to continue the action just now if he was a little dissatisfied.

Qi Wuyuan didn't want to die yet.

He panted and calmed his breath: "The so-called hiding is not hiding, that is, if you can feel that you may encounter some kind of catastrophe or die, you can find a closed room and hide in it with daily necessities." go."

"During this period, no one can respond and cannot go out. After hiding for three days, people can come out if they feel that there is no danger."

But in any case, whether there is danger or not, one cannot hide in a house for seven days.

"Seven is a very special number."

When Qi Wuyuan first left home to open a shop, his family members were afraid that he would commit some taboo because he didn't know the rules, so the first thing they taught him was how to avoid disasters.

Chen Ye frowned and tried to understand what Qi Wuyuan said.

"No wonder……"

He laughed back in anger: "No wonder it's seven days."

What Ai Prison Village does is the complete opposite of hiding and not hiding.

Of course, the rules for the dead are the reverse of those for the living.

Qi Wuyuan didn't tell Chen Ye directly, but Chen Ye still easily understood what Qi Wuyuan meant.

Go to the mountain temple the next day, just to avoid the third day.

On the first day of the journey, Erwazi told the players on the river that someone died in the village, and he always kept a seven-day vigil.

There are seven days of vigil, and everyone knows that the first seven is a very important day.

It is impossible to hide from this seventh day, so naturally it becomes "do not hide from the seventh day".

In this way, no life can enter.

No wonder the atmosphere in the whole village is extremely gloomy and cold, obviously this place is not a place of great yin and feng shui.

Chen Ye at this meeting is more like the state just after his death. He doesn't know these rules in the village at all.

Qi Wuyuan's pupils turned red now, and this color never disappeared in his eyes.

He said to Chen Ye: "Now that I've told you everything, can you let go of your hand?"

Qi Wuyuan pointed to his bruised neck.

Chen Ye lowered his head, and was accidentally dazzled by a circle of bluish-red fingerprints on his fair skin.

Seeing that Qi Wuyuan answered his question obediently, Chen Ye lowered his eyes: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, just as Chen Ye loosened the restraint on Qi Wuyuan's neck, Qi Wuyuan directly lifted the coffin and said to him: "I have reservations about our cooperation now."

"goodbye!"

Qi Wuyuan hadn't been bullied like this for a long time, neither was there a ghost.

Of course he held his breath.

Chen Ye's attitude can be bad, and his behavior can be rough.

But he almost died under Chen Ye's hands.

Qi Wuyuan really felt Chen Ye's killing intent.

Since Chen Ye really wanted to kill him.

Well, let him go.

Even at the risk of being destroyed, you have to leave.

Destruction of human settings: 24%

Sure enough, it went up.

Qi Wuyuan didn't care at all, he stared at the golden coffin in front of him, and when he turned his eyes, he was ready to ask for it back next time.

Chen Ye saw Qi Wuyuan's movements in one go, paused for a moment, and then immediately said: "Wait!"

It will be full of miasma outside, and the transformation of this mountain has not been completed. Even if Qi Wuyuan goes out, he will have to stay in the dense miasma for more than 20 minutes before being transferred to the bottom of the mountain in this large space full of coffins.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Qi Wuyuan will undoubtedly die.

It's just that before Chen Ye had time to make any moves, he felt that the heart and soul he had given to Qi Wuyuan was burning fiercely.

There is still more than half of the Yin Qi he gave Qi Wuyuan left, but Chen Ye knew that if this thing was used to resist miasma, the consumption of Yin Qi would be terrifying.

At most, Qi Wuyuan could only gain 1 minute to change the coffin.

I would rather use all the remaining yin energy to change places than stay with him.

Want to survive but also want to take the edge of the sword.

What a paradoxical lunatic.

Chen Ye looked at the dark place where Qi Wuyuan disappeared, and his smile gradually widened.

It just so happens that he likes madmen the most.