Chapter 103 Double Happiness Town (4) Soul-Calling Bell
Sister-in-law Xu’s words had a strong sense of urging, mixed with traces of palpable malice.
Qisi lowered his eyes unconsciously: "Sister-in-law Xu, just take care of yourself and collect the dishes. Don't worry about me. I'll just eat a steamed bun."
"In the room No food can be left." Mrs. Xu said vaguely, carrying the bucket and walked to Qisi, "You must put away the leftovers, otherwise rats will grow."
"I will finish it. " Qisi's speech became a little unclear because of the steamed bun in his mouth, which made his voice sound much more sincere, "How can there be any leftover steamed buns like this? Sister-in-law Xu, I wonder if you can leave me another one. Steamed buns, want me to eat them as a midnight snack?”
Sister-in-law Xu remained silent and her attitude of rejection was extremely clear.
Qisi swallowed the steamed bun in his hand with disappointment, then ate the head of the steamed bun in small mouthfuls, and finally put the small piece of steamed bun hidden in his pocket into the wood while Mrs. Xu stared at her. bucket.
No matter how slow the players are, they have realized that there is something wrong with the food after this experience.
Du Xiaoyu ate the most at dinner. At this moment, his originally dark complexion turned several degrees whiter and turned sallow.
As soon as Mrs. Xu left, he asked urgently: "Brother Qi, is there something wrong with dinner?"
Qisi chuckled: "If you can't kill someone, that should be a clue."
Du Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his ears and waited for the next step, but saw the young man pull out a handkerchief from his backpack and wipe it slowly. After cleaning the steamed bun residue from the corner of his mouth, he turned it over again and wiped the oil stains on his hands.
His heart started to rise again, and after being nervous for half a minute, Qisi slowly picked up his phone and clicked on the photo interface.
Du Xiaoyu saw an extra photo in the album, which was a close-up of the bell on Mrs. Xu’s waist.
"Brother Qi, this is..."
"I just secretly photographed it." Qisi skillfully entered the browser, selected the picture, and searched for it through image recognition.
The result this time is no longer a hideous and terrifying ghost bride, but an entry.
[Soul-Calling Bell: Lead the yang soul out of the body, and bring the yin ghost back to yang. Yin and Yang have no boundaries, and the ringing of the bell returns to black and yellow. 】
Shang Qingbei stretched out his head: "It seems that photos of specific objects can also be searched for useful results, and they don't have to be photos sent by Xu Wen. I just don't know what these nagging expressions mean."
“I don’t know how this copy is set up, but I have read a record in a book.”
Li Yao pondered for a moment and then narrated leisurely:
"Wang Sheng was determined to obtain fame and stayed in Kyoto for eighteen years, and finally went to high school. After returning to his hometown, he learned that his first wife had died six months ago. He already Sad and remorseful, a wandering Taoist priest took pity on him and gave him a bell."
"Wang Sheng put the bell on his body. When the bell rang, he saw his wife come back to life, her voice and smile were the same as before. Wuer, who cleans the house, cooks and makes tea, is as virtuous as he remembered. He initially suspected that his wife was a ghost, but after getting along with her for a long time, he found that her wife was breathing and heartbeating, and she looked like a living person, so he gave up his doubts. "
"He brought his wife to Kyoto and never had any children, but he never took a concubine. The two lived in love for seven years and finally died together, which became a good story."
Shang Qingbei put aside the dictionary in his arms, touched his chin and analyzed: "My wife is a ghost, but because of the function of the soul-calling bell, she behaves almost like a living person. From this, we can infer that Mrs. Xu is also a ghost."
"The food is not for people to eat. It was only because Mrs. Xu had a Soul-Calling Bell on her body that we didn't notice the clues. The reason why she wanted to take away the leftovers was because she was afraid that she would leave the range of the Soul-Calling Bell and expose the problem."
Du Xiaoyu said "ah": "Then shall we still eat?"
"Eat, you will be hungry if you don't eat, but you won't die if you eat - Wang Sheng ate for seven years It's okay. Can't you think about it for yourself?"
Shang Qingbei picked up the dictionary again, opened the first page and started reading from "abandon", just shy of "I have aversion to stupidity" Five words written on his face.
"Okay, okay, I'll take a few more photos to see if there are any other clues, right?" Du Xiaoyu spat, took the phone from Qisi's hand, and started taking pictures in all directions. .
The others also spread out and searched every corner of the room, from the mattress to the pillowcases, rummaging very carefully.
With his back to the light, Qisi unfolded the handkerchief that he had previously wiped the corners of his lips.
The white cloth was dotted with sporadic blood stains, as if the skin had been pricked with a needle and then printed on.
The sky outside the window has darkened, and the red ribbons and window grilles are connected together, like a sea of blood.
Qisi folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into the pocket on the other side, then stood up and walked to the window, looking towards the west wing.
The bride named "Xi'er" was sitting by the window, grabbing handfuls of meat and vegetables with her hands and stuffing them into her mouth like a beast, her mind obviously not clear.
An orphan girl with brain problems was "luckily" selected and married off with great fanfare to please the Goddess of Joy...
Qisi believes that people are all self-interested. It would never be a good thing if it happened to a girl like this.
He watched for a while, then lowered his head to observe the window sill.
The structure of the window sill is quite unique. The wooden structure protrudes and forms a sharp corner. If you knock it accidentally, you will most likely bleed.
Zeiss noticed that the dark yellow wood was dotted with lumps of brown.
He took out the razor blade from his bracelet, scraped it off a little, and took a closer look: "There is blood here. It looks like someone died in this room."
"What's going on? ?" Liu Bingding came over, "We won't encounter anything at night, right?"
"We will definitely encounter it." Li Yao's tone was rather gloomy, "I found a note. The things recorded above are somewhat similar to our experiences..."
She placed a crumpled rice paper on the table.
A strange story was clearly written in traditional Chinese on the paper:
[There was Zhang Sheng in the city, who was engaged in farming and mulberry farming. He had two sisters in his family who were very beautiful. He was hungry for many years and had exhausted all his meager crops. He fled to the countryside and got separated along the way, so he found his way to Shuangxi Town. 】
【There are many paper soldiers and horses in the town, and the sun is dark. Zhang was trapped in a nightmare when he was born, his body was broken and he was in a daze, and he didn't know why he came... One day, he lost his footing and fell into a well, and saw the corpses, which made him feel melancholy...]
Part of the story is missing, and the key point is even more unclear. , but you can still see the outline.
Zhang Sheng came to Shuangxi Town to look for his lost sisters, but gradually got lost in the town. Unluckily, he fell into a well and saw the body.
This story is very similar to the players' experiences. They are all looking for someone, and the people they are looking for are pretty good-looking.
The "paper soldiers and horses" and "nightmares" recorded in the story may also appear during the copy process.
Shang Qingbei bit the tip of his pen: "It seems that while looking for someone, we must also be careful ourselves. We must not forget our purpose and where we came from, and we must try to avoid wells."
"There are corpses under the well, and there may be important clues." Qisi added calmly, "But judging from this story, we really need to collect information as soon as possible and take Xu Wen out of here, so as not to get lost like Zhang Sheng."
Liu Bingding handed a makeup mirror to Qi Si at the right time: "Brother Qi, I just found this under the pillow. Is it of any use?"
After the cell phone incident, he was eager to get rid of suspicion and wanted to pile everything he found in front of Qiss.
Chiss had a clear understanding of his psychology. He took the mirror and looked at it, noncommittal. Li Yao said: "This is a relatively new one, equipped with LED lights. It does not seem to belong to Shuangxi Town. It should be left by Xu Wen."
"It seems to be an important Clues, even if they are not clues, can be used for lighting." Shang Qingbei analyzed calmly.
Qi Si nodded and handed the makeup mirror to Liu Bingding: "You found it, keep it."
"Isn't this... bad?" Liu Bingding knew that the important clues in the copy always involved crises, so he hesitated to pick up the mirror.
Shang Qingbei also helped: "Liu Bingding's suspicion has not been cleared yet, so you should keep Qi Wen in your custody. Those who can do more work, we can all rest assured."
"Okay, I'll keep it for now." Qisi smiled casually and turned around to put the makeup mirror on the bed. "It's getting late. We'll do the rest of the search tomorrow. Let's go to bed early."
It's already getting dark. , there are no lights or candles in the wing, so it is really not suitable for further exploration.
The players went to bed one after another. Du Xiaoyu also put his mobile phone under his pillow, covered his head with the quilt and fell asleep.
Qisi slept on the middle bed, and Du Xiaoyu and Liu Bingding occupied the two beds next to him.
Li Yao slept against the wall, while Shang Qingbei slept next to Du Xiaoyu, and there was an empty bed on the other side.
The players were all unfamiliar with each other and knew that being unable to sleep at night meant danger, so no one chatted at night. They all wrapped themselves in quilts and tried their best to induce sleepiness.
In the silence with only the sound of breathing, Qisi played with the makeup mirror in his hand and studied his face.
Although he had painted himself messily in the game space, for some reason, what appeared in the mirror was his original face. Except for the strange thin red glow in his eyes, at first glance it looked the same as the one in the newspaper. The photos couldn't be more different.
No wonder Du Xiaoyu could recognize it at a glance.
Qisi touched his chin, the rough skin and stubble felt distinct under his fingertips, completely different from the smooth and smooth skin in the mirror.
He was almost sure that in this role-playing copy, his appearance had changed, and he probably looked different in the eyes of the NPC.
I just don’t know why, but players can still see each other’s most primitive images...
Qis suddenly thought of a very philosophical question:
It is known that the image of the player in the eyes of the NPC and the player is different, so which image is the real one?
If the image the player sees is true, then the identity of the "folklore investigator" and Xu Wen's relatives and friends cannot be established.
If the image seen by the NPC is real, why does the weird game go to unnecessary lengths to distort the player's vision?
Just as I was thinking endlessly, the sky became darker inch by inch, and soon it became a darkness that was so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers.
The shallow breathing of the players came and went, gradually becoming calmer.
Fading into dreamland.
......
In the second half of the night, Shang Qingbei tossed and turned, not sleeping soundly.
The dream was full of chaos. One moment, I was being chased by a ferocious-looking ghost, and the next, I was sitting in the examination room, unable to answer a single question.
Regurgitating bad memories, he woke up from his dream in a daze, and then heard a loud snoring sound.
In the dim light, he saw Du Xiaoyu next to him with his mouth open, snoring, and drooling all over.
Shang Qingbei prides himself on being a smart person who can take the initiative and seek benefits in strange games. What he hates most in his life is Du Xiaoyu, a fool who has no plans for the future and just hangs around all day long.
He used the concept of "rabble" to criticize and analyze several temporary teammates in his mind, and then twitched the corners of his mouth and turned over, out of sight and out of mind.
I don’t want to think that someone is sleeping on the other side, with my eyes wide open, facing him, seeming to be staring at him.
The brain shut down for a second, and Shang Qingbei woke up almost immediately.
He held his breath and took a clear look at the person in front of him.
That was a bride wearing a red wedding dress. Her facial features were extremely young, and her face was frighteningly white with a thick layer of pink on it.
Shang Qingbei almost screamed.
The bride put her index finger between her lips: "Xi'er is afraid... Xi'er hides for a while..."
Xi'er? That orphaned girl with brain problems who is about to get married?
He was running around during dinner, which scared him; now he was running around again, and even ran into the room; don't you know how to take care of it?
Shang Qingbei cursed, but after all, he was under the eaves, so it was hard to say anything.
He moved his sleeping position to lie on his back, and was about to close his eyes again to recharge his batteries.
Suddenly a beam of light came from the side and hit Xi'er, shaking his eyes painfully.
Looking along the beam of light from the corner of his eye, he saw the blue-black paws exposed from under the red wedding dress.
The sharp and long nails are all black, and they are no different from the legendary zombies.
——Xi'er is a ghost!
A conclusion exploded at the bottom of my mind, swallowing up all the composure that I had forcibly maintained in a second.
Shang Qingbei felt that his whole body was frozen, unable to move, and could only move his eyes in a small and instinctive manner.
He saw that Qisi had sat up from the bed at some point and was holding up the makeup mirror with the LED light turned on to act as lighting.
Now that the source of the light had been explained, Shang Qingbei no longer cared about his face and self-pity, and quickly looked at the young man who also woke up at night with a pleading look.
The latter didn't seem to notice anything strange at all. His face was as calm as well water. He got out of bed with a light source and walked towards him leisurely.
"Since you're awake, come with me to go out and have a look." Qisi reached out and picked up Shang Qingbei, who was stunned on the bed, and dragged him out of the door without any explanation.
The words and actions were too natural, not like the reaction you should have when you wake up at night and encounter a ghost.
Very suspicious!
Shang Qingbei quickly withdrew his hand, retracted to the head of the bed, picked up an English dictionary from the pillow and held it in front of him: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
The young man with the light behind his back looked at him for no apparent reason. , suddenly smiled clearly and said: "The vigilance is good."
Then he spit out four words: "Weird game."
(End of this chapter)