Chapter 102 Double Happiness Town (3) Soul-Suppressing Coffin
The players gathered around Qisi, their eyes glued to the screen of their mobile phones.
It was the first time for them to encounter smartphone-like props in a dungeon. If they had not considered the possible danger, they would have touched it by now.
The phone did not have a lock screen password, so Qisi opened it with a swipe of his finger. The software inside has been deleted even more cleanly than the initial settings, leaving only the phone, messages, browser and camera.
Shang Qingbei was the closest and saw Qisi expertly entering the phone software and turning to the contacts page.
There is only one record there, and the note is [Xu Wen].
The young man's pale fingers wandered over the dial keys, as if he wanted to press them.
God knows what will happen if you dial the phone casually... Shang Qingbei held his breath and almost screamed.
Fortunately, the finger moved away after a few seconds, and moved to the information interface again, clicking on the only historical message:
[Xu Wen: Come to Shuangxi Town, save me ! (2008/8/15)]
The time displayed on the mobile phone was [5:39 pm on August 17, 2008]. It seemed that after receiving Xu Wen's distress signal, the group only made some preparations and rushed over without stopping.
Du Xiaoyu whispered softly: "It's been two days. If her life is really in danger, it must have been cold, right?"
"If it's already cold, then take her body and leave. ." Qisi showed a gentle smile, clicked on the camera album, and pulled out a weird photo.
The main body of the photo is a completely black coffin. Taken from a bird's eye view, the upright wooden coffin looks like a standing person at first glance. The surface of the coffin was carved with complex runes, and a long nail was driven into each of the four corners, making it look particularly ferocious.
After staying in the photo interface for a while, the phone started to operate automatically. It selected the picture, the browser recognized the picture, searched, and clicked on the top entry.
[Soul-suppressing coffin: There are soul-suppressing nails on the four corners, which can ward off evil spirits and suppress ghosts. There is a vicious corpse in the coffin town, and the resentment will not dissipate for a long time. Once the coffin is opened, there will be a disaster. 】
Qisi glanced at the system interface, but no corresponding text was refreshed on it.
Is this a clue for players to memorize the entries themselves?
He was about to say something, but saw the screen flash twice to exit the search interface and return to the photo album.
The blood seeped out from under the coffin in the photo, and there was a thick puddle. The nails at the four corners of the coffin seemed to have been pried off by outside forces and hung loosely on the wood. A thin gap suddenly appeared between the coffin lid and the body. There was a little light in the darkness, as if something inside was pressed against the gap. Look outside.
Qisi calmly swiped the interface to the right.
I didn’t cross it all of a sudden, but there was only one photo in the album.
In the silence, the ringtone of the incoming call rang suddenly, and the crisp sound of wind chimes sounded quite strange.
The word "Xu Wen" is clearly written in the caller column.
Xu Wen? The person the main mission asked them to find, who sent a distress message two days ago, but there was no news during that period, and is most likely dead?
Shang Qingbei remembered a bunch of horror stories about people asking for their lives through phone calls, and was about to stop him when he saw that Qisi had hung up the phone neatly.
Thousands of words stuck in his throat, turned into one voice: "Huh?"
Qisi touched his chin and reasoned seriously: "Being able to hang up the phone means that the act of answering the phone It doesn’t involve the point of death, and even the information the phone will tell us is not the key to deciphering the world view.”
Under the weird looks from the players, he counted for three seconds, called back, and made a decision after the call was connected. Turn on the hands-free, the main function is to absorb rain and dew evenly.
Everyone heard at the same time, a weak and trembling female voice rang from the mobile phone very fast: "I'm lost and I can't get out. Please ensure your own safety first, don't trust Shuangxi Town Anyone, they are all ghosts! I will take some photos every day and synchronize them to the phone in your hand. You must be careful, they will come out one by one..."
The voice sounded half-dead, with more air coming out and less air coming in, as if it would die completely in the next second.
“Xu Wen?” Qisi called tentatively.
After hearing the affirmative answer, he asked: "Is it cold over there?"
"Yes, it is very cold, like winter..." Xu Wen said, "I There are only seven days left. Please settle down today and come to me as soon as possible tomorrow..."
"Do you know your general location? Can you send me your location?"
"There is no way to locate it. Double Happiness Town does not exist on the map..."
"That's it-" Qisi said in a long voice, "Then how do you know that we have arrived?"
>The voice on the other end of the phone stopped suddenly, there was no sound of breathing, and it was surprisingly quiet.
Qisi waited leisurely for a few seconds before the call was hung up from the other side, leaving a minute-long call record.
He called back again, but unfortunately this time he waited for a long time, only to hear the electronic female voice saying "No one answered the number you dialed, please call again later".
"Being able to reply to my questions shows that the other end of the phone was not a pre-prepared recording, and Xu Wen still has self-awareness."
Qisi threw the phone to Du Xiaoyu aside, and placed it on the middle bed Sit down and analyze patiently: "She called to tell us three important pieces of information: first, this is a ghost town, and there are ghosts who break the walls, and you can't get out by ordinary methods; second, the weird things in the photos will It turns out that the longer we stay, the more strange things we encounter; thirdly, she feels very cold subjectively."
He paused for a moment and looked around at the players: "Do you feel cold now?"< br>
“It’s not cold, I still feel hot.”
“It’s okay, just normal temperature.”
The players shook their heads.
Zis continued: "There are two possibilities: either she is unwell, injured or has a fever, so she feels cold; or, she is not in the same place as us."
"Furthermore, judging from her reaction after hanging up the phone, she most likely hid a lot of things from us. We don't rule out the possibility of having bad intentions in calling us here."
With methodical reasoning and a calm and calm attitude, The players have basically believed that the player in front of them who calls himself "Qi Wen" is definitely a big boss and can lead them all through the level.
Liu Bingding asked hesitantly: "What about the main mission? She has bad intentions, but we have to save her. Isn't this contradictory?"
"Didn't I say it before? If she doesn't cooperate, we will take her body away." Qiss smiled, a smile that was very bright but without warmth, "I have cleared so many dungeons, and the prop reserve is still the same. Yes, it’s not difficult to kill an NPC.”
Now that we have become official players, it is the consensus of most people that the NPC’s life is not important, not to mention that it is an NPC that may bring danger.
Just saying the bloody words frankly like Qisi still makes people feel chilly.
Shang Qingbei hugged the English dictionary in his arms a little tighter. If he was a little doubtful about Chiss claiming to be a veteran player of the nineteenth copy, now he is considered a seventeenth dungeon player. Eighty percent convinced. It is said that as the number of cleared dungeons increases, the psychology of many players will become more and more distorted, even approaching ghosts.
Judging from the mental state of "Qi Wen", it is definitely an experienced player who has not run away...
"What are you thinking about?" Qisi looked around at the stiff expressions of the people, and said softly, "That is no way, props I still want to save some money..."
"Ah!"
A scream sounded without warning, interrupting his words.
Du Xiaoyu has been fiddling with the phone since he got it. At this moment, he suddenly jumped back with a look of horror on his face and threw the phone on the bed as if he was electrocuted.
The phone bounced twice and fell upside down on the sheets. Only a faint red light could be seen through the gap.
Du Xiaoyu looked at Qisi and hesitated: "I... I just saw that this phone seemed to be able to connect to the Internet, so... I just searched for something, and I didn't expect that thing to pop up..."< br>
Qisi picked up the phone with a black screen and opened it.
The first thing you see is a figure wearing a bright red wedding dress, standing in a house draped in red. A red hijab covers her head, with tassels scattered on both sides of the shoulders. Blue-black hands are exposed from under the long sleeves, and the red The nails were long and sharp and clearly did not belong to a living person.
The hands are stretched forward twistedly. I don’t know whether it’s the angle of the photo or some other reason. It always gives people the illusion that they will open the screen and rush out at any time, which makes people feel chilled.
Qisi clicked on the search bar, deleted the word "beauty" entered by Du Xiaoyu, entered the word "weird game", and pressed the search key.
The loaded result is still the same picture.
It seems that except for specific keywords, no matter what you search for, the results are the same.
Qisi pondered for a moment, then heard a muffled shouting "gurgling" sound beside him, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat.
He raised his eyes and looked at the horrified eyes of the players.
Outside the dusty glass window of the wing, at some point a figure in a red wedding dress stood. She was lying on the glass, as if she wanted to get in...
"Dingle bell...dingle bell" ...Bell..."
In the almost stagnant silence, the distant wind carried the gentle ringing of bells, crisp and quiet, getting closer and closer.
Sister-in-law Xu's soft voice sounded waveringly: "Xi'er, why are you out? Go back to your room!"
The casual tone, like They were chasing away the kittens and puppies, but the red-faced bride lying down outside the window slipped half a step away, turned around slowly, and walked unsteadily towards the west half of the courtyard.
Only then did the players notice that the bride’s exposed arms were red and flesh-colored, so she was probably not dead.
“They said we are not allowed to collide with her, but who will collide with whom?” Du Xiaoyu spat at the bride’s back, “It looks like a ghost, it scares me to death...”
He did not continue.
Sister Xu's face covered with white powder followed closely behind the bride, clinging to the window glass like a ghost, her cloudy eyes looking longingly at the five players sitting in the room.
"Dear guests, aren't you scared?" She smiled kindly, raised her right hand and tapped the back of her head twice, "Xi'er has something wrong here, she's born with it."< br>
She bent her waist and walked around the window and came close to the door. She was holding the wooden bucket of food in her left hand and pushing the ajar door with her right hand: "Are you all hungry? My craftsmanship is not as good as that of the big restaurants in your city. , several of them have been wronged.”
Qisi noticed that there was a string of thumb-sized black bells hanging on Mrs. Xu’s waist. They seemed to be made of copper, with strange patterns engraved on them. They looked cold at first glance. It's compelling and extremely weird.
"No, no, thank you for taking care of us." He picked up the phone and went up to it with a smile, pretending to take the barrel from Mrs. Xu's hand.
The back of my hand rubbed against the old man's wrinkled and soft skin, feeling as cold as ice.
Sister-in-law Xu walked very steadily. Seeing that Qisi was trying to snatch the barrel, she quickly changed the handle to the other hand: "You are all guests, just sit there."
Qisi had no intention of contributing, so he immediately nodded in agreement and sat down on the bed next to him: "Sister-in-law Xu, the string of bells on your waist is very beautiful. I want to buy one with a similar style as a souvenir. I don't know if that's okay. ?”
“You can’t buy it, this is my family heirloom!” Mrs. Xu walked to the wooden table by the window, took out the food in the wooden bucket one by one, and lined it up on the table. open.
Qisi persisted: "Why did you suddenly want to put it on? I remember you didn't put it on when you came to pick us up."
"Old lady, I have been wearing it. You remember wrong.”
The dishes for dinner are not rich, but they include meat and vegetables, braised pork, stir-fried vegetables and white flour steamed buns. The appearance is no different from ordinary farm dishes, and the quantity is small. Less, more than enough for five people.
Eating in a dungeon is very particular, especially a long dungeon that lasts more than three days. Not to mention the extreme cases of starvation and fainting, dull thinking and hypoglycemia caused by mild hunger are likely to indirectly cause death at a critical moment.
Dungeons are usually not so boring that they make a fuss about the food. Players pick up their chopsticks and put vegetables into their bowls. Because there was plenty of food, it was quite modest and orderly.
Sister-in-law Xu stood at the door with a wooden bucket and her hands hanging down, watching the players eat with a smile.
Qisi raised his eyes and looked at her: "Sister-in-law Xu, have you eaten? Do you want to eat some together?"
Sister-in-law Xu said cheerfully: "No, I won't eat, old lady. Something. I'm waiting here to clear the table."
The players heard this and looked at each other.
Qisi silently put down his chopsticks, grabbed a white steamed bun, sat back on the bed, and started... peeling off the scalp.
He deliberately slowed down his movements. The players had almost finished eating. He had just peeled off the steamed buns, and then nibbled on the snow-white steamed buns in small bites.
There may be a limit to increasing the speed of eating, but if you want to delay, there are 10,000 ways to extend the time of eating.
If peeling off the scalp of the steamed bun is not enough, Qisi can even peel off a few layers of meat.
After Mrs. Xu cleared away the dishes and leftovers on the table, her eyes were sticky and slippery as she licked Qisi, who was still rubbing her hands: "I'm just waiting for you..."
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