"Are you sure the driver has black handprints on his face? You read that right?" Shi Qian looked as usual, although in his heart.

"Yes, I can't read it wrong, Brother Qian, you can't believe my brain, but you can't believe my eyes." Wang Xiaoniao's eyes showed sincerity.

"Cough cough, okay! Then I understand." Hearing Wang Xiaoniao's sincere words, Shi Qian expressed his belief, and then couldn't help it and coughed twice.

Because the driver of this hearse was the unlucky guy who had encountered it himself and was slapped by him at that time.

As for Wang Xiaoniao's description, the driver was wearing a rag like a monk's clothes.

Shi Qian thought about it.

Later, when he went to Chen Qiaoer's house, he took another bus and asked the driver, and the guy he had been plucked by him asked for leave and went home.

It was said that he was going to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, but the rag must have been asking for "protecting your body"...

Of course Shi Qian knew that because the world in the copy was broken, the so-called temple.

It must be different from reality.

That's why it seems broken.

"I didn't expect that this guy actually came out of the game. He is really a chosen son with luck..." Shi Qian could only sigh.

"But if this car hit Wang Xiaoniao, it may be for a special reason that I have to find the escaped driver, so I should be able to get some useful information."

When Shi Qian thought of the guy who was beaten by him, his face couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Wang Xiaoniao, who was beside him, looked at Qian Ge's face, a little confused. Of course, he didn't ask, but his eyes flashed a little, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Suddenly, Shi Qian reminded: "By the way, you don't need to use this ticket now. You can only use it actively when you have at least five fragment-level evil spirits, otherwise..."

But before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoniao's face suddenly turned ashen.

I saw his hand holding the ticket tightly and stuttering.

"Qian...Brother Qian, I used it accidentally when I got the ticket..."

Shi Qian was speechless and his eyes were filled with confusion when he looked at Wang Xiaoniao.

Together with Su Beiqiao, listening to the sound of rain gradually getting weaker, he fell into deep thought.

"Is this kid so careless?"

This problem will be troubled for a long time since then.

"So, the system prompts you to go to the unlimited train copy next time?" Since Wang Xiaoniao has used it, Shi Qian didn't have much to say, so he could only observe silently in his heart.

Subeiqiao was just analyzing why Brother Qian was allowed to reach the strength of five fragments before entering.

When I came to my senses, I heard that Wang Xiaoniao had already used the ticket.

He opened his mouth slightly, but did not say a word.

However, Wang Xiaoniao shook her head with gratitude: "That's not the case. After I subconsciously used it just now, the system prompted me that the dungeon potentially matched less than fifteen players and could not enable pre-select."

Shi Qian glanced at him and said, "Good guy."

It seems that the tickets for this car are more than the three they have obtained.

At least fifteen pictures, potential players need to meet fifteen to enable them.

"The copy of fifteen people, my mother, this number of people is probably difficult to reach A level or higher!" Su Beiqiao smacked his tongue when he heard Wang Xiaoniao's words.

He had never heard of that dungeon with such an exaggerated initial player.

There are only seven or eight people who are soaring.

The dungeons of seven or eight players have reached level B, and the survival rate is also very low.

Of course, except for the pervert, Qian Ge.

"Yes, judging from the previous dungeon, it is true that the higher the initial number of people, the more difficult the dungeon will be, and it may even mutate."

"So I reminded you to reach at least five fragment levels before turning on it."

Then he thought for a moment.

"But is this dungeon fifteen players or more? You have to go in and find out that the potential fifteen players are the lower limit, but it does not mean the upper limit."

"Because, this unlimited train copy will have to wait until at least fifteen people have tickets before they can use it, and the conditions for opening it must be used by players."

Wang Xiaoniao and Su Beiqiao were shocked, yes, they said there were fifteen, but not only fifteen were limited.

In other words, if fifteen players already have tickets but some of them do not choose to use them actively, the dungeons may not be collected, and they may not be able to open them.

On the contrary, if more than fifteen people are used before the next copy starts, will the difficulty of the copy be adjusted accordingly?

Wang Xiaoniao was too lazy to think about such a complicated question, and he didn't want to think about it. When Qian Ge mentioned his fragment-level strength, he was a little confused about himself.

"By the way, Brother Qian, I am a person like me who has no evil spirits but can use the power of curses. How can I judge whether I can get in?

"It's okay, your strength is easy to judge. Just go to your Beiqiao Brother's house often to be beaten."

Hearing Qian Ge's words, Su Beiqiao deliberately used his hands to press his knuckles and made a crackling sound.

Although Wang Xiaoniao's blood had put a great restriction on his alcoholics before.

However, since the fat man absorbed the yellow paper last night, the curse power in his body seemed to have become much quieter.

Now that the drunkard in Subeiqiao has absorbed the second wine glass, it is obvious that he can still suppress his head.

As for how strong the alcoholic is, Shi Qian didn't know. Anyway, his ghost could not feel any threat.

At this time, the heavy rain that had floated in the sky had gradually stopped.

Some birds began to chirp in the mountains and forests.

"Build the coffin again first."

Since the conclusion has been made about this strange train ticket, Shi Qian doesn't want to stay here.

At least I don’t want to provoke this female corpse too much now.

If it doesn't work out properly, it will be miserable.

Moreover, in the illusion of the female corpse just now, as Su Beiqiao said, there was a pair of white bones under the female corpse.

This made Shi Qian's scalp even more numb.

Because the face of the female corpse is intact and flawless, but it is a bit white and a little cunning.

When the spirit was stretched open, the female corpse was covered by a thin layer of veil, and his vision could not penetrate.

So I couldn't see clearly whether it was a body or a skeleton under the gauze.

Of course, the coffin has been closed now, and Shi Qian cannot find out the truth.

Hearing Qian Ge's words, Su Beiqiao and Wang Xiaoniu picked up the tools of the crime in their hands again.

The three of them buried the coffin again with each handful of soil.

Looking at the little earthbowl that was gradually bulging, Wang Xiaoniao felt uncomfortable: "Grandpa, where did you go? What does it have to do with this strange game?"

"Don't say it, fortunately this timely rain and the newly built graves look similar." Subei Bridge swept around.

After being washed by heavy rain, the soil tombs in the distance looked exactly like they are now.

Besides, the day of worshiping ancestors is still far away, and Wang Xiaoniao's mother may not be able to find that this grave has been passive by then.

"Well, let's go, but Xiao Niu, don't mention anything about your grandfather's grave, including your mother. This is for their own good, do you know?"

Shi Qian nodded slightly, then greeted Wang Xiaoniao, who was still a little surprised.

"Huh, Brother Qian, I know, don't worry."

After a simple cleaning, the three of them went back along the same route in the drizzle.

"By the way, there is no level of cursive ability in your system panel?" The three of them were still led by Xiao Niao, with Su Beiqiao in the middle, and Shi Qianduan behind.

Walking on the muddy path, there are graves washed by rain on both sides.

Shi Qian opened his mouth as if it was there.

Wang Xiaoniao paused. He had never seen the system panel. To be precise, he had forgotten to check the information panel after he returned to normal.

"Uh...I forgot to read it."

"Your grandfather has a good grandson." This is the highest evaluation of Wang Xiaoniao after this trip from Su Beiqiao.

"This kid is undoubtedly indifferent." Shi Qian also confirmed.

Then, Wang Xiaoniao, who was inspired, opened his system panel.

"Seal Curse Level 2, Bloodline Awakening Level 20%... Brother Qian, there is really a hey at the bottom of this system panel! He said I am the second level curse power!"

Shi Qian's face changed slightly.

Seal Curse, 20%, level 2. It seems that this curse power inherited from Wang Genshuo, its main ability is seal.

This also matched the huge curse space in the dungeon.

20% is second level.

Then it is the same as the completeness of the evil spirit.
To be continued...