Sheng Nuan's skirt turned into an indigo knee-length cheongsam with graffiti, and her long hair was pulled into a Nezha hairstyle. She was fashionable and beautiful, and was incompatible with this dark and desolate mountain forest.
She directly hugged Xie Lan and leaned into his arms. She raised her head and smiled with her eyes curled up: "I didn't expect to see you again. I'm almost overjoyed."
Death is taboo in a place like this. Xie Lan frowned: "Don't talk nonsense."
He Cheng was beside him and chuckled: "Oh, sweetheart is still alive. Our boss has been sad and lost for several days. Now he can rest assured."
Xie Lan:......
Sheng Nuan smiled and said: "Brother, do you think something happened to me and that makes me sad? It means that brother still cares about me, right?"
Xie Lan didn't say anything, and the hand on the girl's back moved to her arm to push her away, but Sheng Nuan hugged him and refused to let go: "You haven't spoken yet, have you missed me?"
He Cheng pinched his throat and said, "Brother, please speak quickly."
Xie Lan looked at him speechlessly: "Shut up."
He Cheng shrugged...
Xie Lan withdrew his gaze, looked at the girl who was looking at him, paused for a moment, and hummed in a low voice.
As soon as he spoke, the girl suddenly beamed.
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "Sister Sheng... who is this?"
Xie Lan looked up and saw a young man coming behind Sheng Nuan. His hair was a little long and had a middle parting hairstyle. At first glance, he looked like one of those talent show talent on TV.
Mainly, Xie Lan noticed that the young man looked at him with hidden hostility.
Sheng Nuan took Xie Lan and introduced him to the young man: "Chen Chen, this is the brother Yan Shen I told you. He was the one who protected me in the last world."
Opposite her, Xiao Baiqun, who had just been mercilessly rejected by Xie Lan, bit her lip and stared at the scene, slightly clenching her fists.
After Xie Lan heard Sheng Nuan say that he protected her, he lowered his eyes and looked at her: "You also protected me."
Sheng Nuan introduced Xie Lan with a smile: "Brother, his name is Chen Chen. I just met him on the road, so I gave him a brief introduction. This is his first time coming in."
The customer serviceman was speechless at the side: "Besides, he is the second fish in your fish pond."
Sheng Nuan raised her eyebrows: "Be prepared, just in case Xie Lan can't accept the love between humans and ghosts..."
After Sheng Nuan and Chen Chen arrived, the number of people had reached eleven.
The number of people entering the horror world is not certain every time, fluctuating between 8-15 people. After a while, no one came again. Mr. Zhong said warmly: "Everyone should be here. Let's take advantage of this time."
Let’s get to know each other.”
This is a fixed process. Regardless of whether everyone is talking by their real name or not, there must always be a way of addressing them.
Mr. Zhong did not say his full name, but told the group that they could call him Mr. Zhong.
The girl in the little white dress next to him introduced herself as Mo Ying, and the young man next to him wearing a windbreaker with a cold face was named Yang Zhao. Next to Yang Zhao was a middle-aged man with a scar face, who didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance, named Zhou Wang.
There are two girls opposite Sheng Nuan, they are two sisters, the elder sister is Bai Zhuo, the younger sister is Bai Mu, and the otaku with greasy hair and glasses is named Tian Chen. Bayi Chinese website
Then there are the three young freshmen Chen Chen, Sheng Nuan and Xie Lan who came with Sheng Nuan.
Mo Ying, Chen Chen, the oily Tian Chen, and Scarface Zhou Wang were all newcomers. Scarface glanced at the group of people with fierce eyes, while Tian Chen was timid and did not dare to speak.
Chen Chen was also a little scared, but relatively calm, while Mo Ying followed Mr. Zhong every step of the way.
After a while, footsteps sounded behind him.
When everyone turned around, they saw a skinny old man wearing an old cloth coat: "You are the people from the funeral company... I am the village chief of Xiaoshidi Village. Come with me."
Everyone followed the old man and walked along the mountain road. It didn't take long before they saw a gray village. From a distance, the whole village exuded a deep silence.
Sheng Nuan leaned closer to Xie Lan and grabbed his sleeve.
Xie Lan didn't move and let her hold on... But not long after, he found that the hand holding his sleeve slipped quietly down to the palm of his hand, then slipped in between his fingers and interlocked with his.
Xie Lan lowered his head helplessly and saw the girl pursed her lips and smiled in triumph. Inexplicably, he didn't let go. He looked back and let her hold his hand tightly.
Next to him, He Cheng saw everything and secretly shook his head.
Everything was gloomy, except for the sour smell of love surrounding him...
After entering the village, everyone found that white lanterns were hung at the door of every house in the village. The villagers were sitting or standing, all looking directly at them.
No one spoke, there was no other sound except the footsteps, and the silence was eerie.
After a long while, the village chief stopped in front of a courtyard gate... From the fence, it can be seen that this courtyard is much larger than other houses in the village. There is a shabby plaque above the courtyard gate, and the word "ancestral hall" is so mottled that it is almost invisible.
come out.
This is the ancestral hall of Xiaoshidi Village. In addition to white lanterns hung at the entrance of the ancestral hall, there are also soul-calling flags and wreaths cut from white paper.
"There are five rooms in the courtyard of the ancestral hall. You can allocate your own accommodation. After settling in, go to the mourning hall. There will be someone in the mourning hall to receive you."
After saying that, the village chief glanced at them faintly, turned and left.
Mr. Zhong had been walking first. When he saw the village chief leaving, he stood at the door of the ancestral hall and took a look, then reached out and pushed open the courtyard door.
This is just the beginning, I haven't seen anything, so there shouldn't be any danger.
A group of people entered the courtyard of the ancestral hall and saw that the courtyard was larger than it looked from the outside. Several side rooms were built around the courtyard wall. The entrance to the main house facing the courtyard gate was also plain, and the inside of the main house could be vaguely seen.
It was decorated as a mourning hall.
A woman in mourning came out of the mourning hall and said expressionlessly: "Your residence is over there, please come with me."
Five rooms, eleven people... Chen Chen was about to talk to Sheng Nuan, but Sheng Nuan hugged Xie Lan's arm directly: "Brother, I'd better live with you."
Less of the pitiful pleading when they first met, more of a coquettish showdown.
Xie Lan glanced at Chen Chen and then hummed.
Chen Chen pursed his lips and stepped back.
The final allocation was that Sheng Nuan, Xie Lan and He Cheng lived in one room, Mr. Zhong lived with Mo Ying in the little white dress, Chen Chen lived with that cold-faced man Yang Zhao, sisters Hua Baizhuo and Bai Mu lived together, and You
The head otaku and Scarface live in the same room.
After allocating the room, the woman wearing Xiao said coldly: "Please come in with me. Your job today is to make memorial paper for people."
The group of people entered the mourning hall in the main room without saying a word, and saw several half-grown men kneeling beside the mourning hall. Those half-grown men, with dull and numb expressions, were burning hemp paper in the brazier.
On both sides of the mourning hall are two thick white candles, there are fruit snacks on the altar table, and a photo frame covered by a red cloth.
On the mourning hall that was either black or white, the red cloth was extremely conspicuous, giving off a strong sense of weirdness. However, they did not make a sound, and followed the woman's instructions to sit down on the straw mat opposite the mourning hall and prepare to work.
The middle-aged woman brought over a large pile of semi-finished products, which were made of bamboo strips in the shape of paper figures. What they wanted to do was to paste the semi-finished products of bamboo strips with colorful paper to make paper figures for commemoration.
No one cared whether they could do it or not. After the woman put everything down, she said quietly: "Please hurry up and work. I will come back before dark to check and accept. I hope you won't be lazy."
Without any more words, after the woman finished speaking, she turned around and left with the few people who had just been burning paper.
Suddenly, they were the only ones left in the mourning hall.
Mr. Zhong looked very experienced. He did not start working immediately. Instead, he stood up and walked outside the mourning hall: "I will walk around the yard first and I will be back soon."
After all, what they want to do is to find out what happened here. If they just blindly follow the NPC's requirements, there will be only a dead end.
He Cheng asked Xie Lan in a low voice: "Should we go and have a look too?"
Xie Lan thought for a while, and then said: "Let's make the paper piercing people first, and then we can talk about it after making the paper piercing people."
He Cheng responded: "Okay."
Sheng Nuan sat next to Xie Lan and also started to take action.
He Cheng teased her: "Sweetheart, can you do it? Do you want your brother to help you?"
Sheng Nuan glanced at Xie Lan and said with a smile: "No need, you can learn if you don't know how to do it. I don't want to be a burden to my brother."
He Cheng clicked his tongue.
Xie Lan did not raise his head and moved his hands very quickly...
In this world, it is definitely not a good thing to go against the requirements of NPCs. They want to find clues, but they must ensure safety first.
At this moment, caught off guard, the little skirt girl sitting behind Xie Lan suddenly raised her hand and bumped Xie Lan: "Brother."
Xie Lan moved his arm and scratched his fingers on the bamboo strips, and his fingertips were immediately cut open by the sharp bamboo strips.
A drop of blood came out, and Sheng Nuan saw that the corner of the red cloth covering the photo frame on the mourning hall was automatically windless...
"elder brother!"
Sheng Nuan directly grabbed Xie Lan's finger, opened her mouth and sucked it, then rolled the drop of blood in... Xie Lan froze there instantly.
