Sheng Nuan's small skirt turned into an indigo-green knee-length cheongsam with graffiti. Her long hair was tied to Nezha's head. She was fashionable and beautiful, and she was incompatible with this dark and desolate mountain forest.
She hugged Xie Lan and leaned in his arms, raised her head and smiled, her eyes curled up and said, "I didn't expect to see you again, I'm almost happy to die of happiness."
The most taboo thing about death in this kind of place, Xie Lan frowned: "Don't talk nonsense."
He Cheng chuckled from the side: "Oh, sweetheart is still alive. Our boss has been sad and lost for many days. Now he can rest assured."
Xie Lan:...
Sheng Nuan smiled and said, "Does my brother feel sad if something happened to me? It means my brother still cares about me, right?"
Xie Lan didn't say anything, and moved the hand on the girl's back to her arm to push the person away, but Sheng Nuan hugged him and refused to let go: "You haven't said anything yet, does your brother miss me?"
He Cheng pinched his voice beside him: "Brother, talk quickly."
Xie Lan looked at him speechlessly: "Shut up."
He Cheng shrugged...
Xie Lan withdrew his gaze, looked at Baba's girl looking at him, paused for a moment, and nodded softly.
As soon as he spoke, he saw the girl smiling instantly.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Sister Sheng...who is this?"
Xie Lan looked up and saw a boy following Sheng Nuan. His hair was a little long and he had a middle-parted hairstyle. At first glance, he looked like the young and handsome guys on TV.
Mainly, Xie Lan noticed that the boy's eyes were implicit in his eyes.
Sheng Nuan pulled Xie Lan to introduce to the boy: "Chen Chen, this is what I told you Brother Yan Shen. He is the one who protects me in the world."
On the opposite side, the little white skirt, who had just been rejected by Xie Lan, bit her lips and looked at the scene with her fists slightly.
After hearing Sheng Nuan say that he was protecting her, Xie Lan lowered her eyes and looked at her: "You have protected me too."
Sheng Nuan smiled and introduced to Xie Lan: "Brother, his name is Chen Chen. I just met him on the road, so I told him about it. It was the first time he had come in."
The customer service was shocked by the side: "And, he is the second fish in your fish pond."
Sheng Nuan raised her eyebrows: "Be prepared for any trouble, what if 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.
Every time the number of people entering the thriller world is not certain, and it fluctuates between 8-15 people. After a while, no one comes again. Mr. Zhong said in a gentle voice: "There should be all the people, let's take advantage of this period of time.
Let's get to know each other."
This is a fixed process. No matter whether you are talking about the real name or not, there must be a way to call it.
Mr. Zhong did not say his full name, but told the group that he could call him Mr. Zhong.
The little white dress next to him introduced himself as Mo Ying, and a young man wearing a windbreaker and cold-faced look next to him was Yang Zhao. A middle-aged man with a scarred face next to him was not a good-looking lamp, and he was called Zhou Wang.
There are two girls opposite Sheng Nuan, two sisters, the sister is Bai Zhuo, the sister is Bai Mu, and the otakus with greasy hair and glasses is Tian Chen. Bayi Chinese website
Then there are the young and handsome Chen Chen who came with Sheng Nuan and Xie Lan and He Cheng.
Mo Ying, Chen Chen, the greasy Tian Chen and Scarface Zhou Wang are both newcomers. Scarface is full of fierce eyes and can't help but glance at the circle of people, while Tian Chen shrank timidly and dared not speak.
Chen Chen was also a little afraid, but he was relatively calm, while Mo Ying followed Mr. Zhong without hesitation.
After a moment, footsteps sounded behind him.
Everyone turned around and saw a thin old man wearing an old cloth jacket: "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. Not long after, they saw a gray village. From a distance, the whole village was filled with a strong sense of silence.
Sheng Nuan leaned against Xie Lan and grabbed his sleeve.
Xie Lan didn't move, letting her hold on... But not long after, he found that the hand holding his sleeve quietly slid down to his palm, and then drilled in through the gap of his fingers, connecting with him.
Xie Lan lowered her head helplessly and saw the girl pursing her lips and showing a successful snicker. Inexplicably, he did not let go, and retracted his gaze and let her hold his hand tightly.
Next to him, He Cheng saw everything and shook his head in surprise.
There was gloomy everywhere, only the sour smell of love was permeated by him...
After entering the village, everyone found that there were white lanterns hanging at the door of every household in the village. The villagers sat or stood, all staring at them and looked at them.
No one spoke, there was no sound except footsteps, and it was dead silent and gloomy.
After a while, the village chief stopped in front of a courtyard gate... From the wall, you can see that the courtyard is much larger than other houses in the village. There is a dilapidated plaque on the courtyard gate. The two words "ancestral hall" are so mottled that they can hardly be seen.
come out.
This is the ancestral hall of Xiaoshidi Village. In addition to white lanterns hanging at the entrance of the ancestral hall, there are also wreaths cut by soul-summoning banners and white paper.
"There are five rooms in the ancestral hall courtyard. You allocate your own residence. After you settle down, you will go to the mourning hall. There are people to receive you in the mourning hall."
After saying that, the village chief Youyou glanced at them and turned around and left.
Mr. Zhong kept walking the first one. When he saw the village chief leave, he stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall and looked at it, then reached out and pushed open the yard door.
It was just the beginning, and I didn't see anything, so there should be no danger.
The group entered the ancestral hall yard, and then saw that the yard looked larger than the outside. Several wing rooms were built around the courtyard wall, and the entrance of the main house facing the courtyard gate was also a piece of white, and you could vaguely see the main house.
It was arranged into a mourning hall.
A mourning woman walked out of the mourning hall and spoke expressionlessly: "You are here, please come with me."
Five rooms, eleven people... Chen Chen was about to talk to Sheng Nuan, but Sheng Nuan directly hugged Xie Lan's arm: "Brother, I'd better live with you."
There is less pitiful begging when we first met, and more coquettish.
Xie Lan glanced at Chen Chen and then nodded.
Chen Chen pursed his lips and retreated.
The final distribution is that Sheng Nuan, Xie Lan and He Cheng live in one room, Mr. Zhong lives with Mo Ying in the white skirt, Chen Chen lives with the cold-faced man Yang Zhao, and sisters Hua Baizhu and Bai Mu live together.
The head otakus and scarface live in a room.
After allocating the house, the mourning woman spoke coldly: "Please come in with me. Your job today is to be a paper-made man for tribute."
The group entered the mourning hall in the main house without saying a word, and saw a few and a half-old boys kneeling beside the mourning hall. The two half-old boys looked stiff and numb and burned hemp paper in the brazier.
On both sides of the mourning hall are two thick white candles, fruit snacks on the altar, and a photo frame covered by red cloth.
In the mourning hall where either black or white, the red cloth was extremely conspicuous and showed a strong strangeness, but they didn't say anything. They sat down on the straw mat opposite the mourning hall as directed by the woman, preparing for work.
The middle-aged woman brought a lot of semi-finished products, which were in the shape of paper people made of bamboo strips. What they wanted to do was paste the semi-finished products of bamboo strips with colorful paper and make paper people for tribute.
No one cares whether they will do it. After the woman put down everything, she spoke indifferently: "Please work quickly. I will come back to inspect it before dark. I hope you don't be lazy."
There was nothing extra to say, and after the woman finished speaking, she turned around and left with a few people who were burning paper.
Suddenly, they were the only one group of people left in the mourning hall.
Mr. Zhong looked very experienced. He did not start working immediately, but stood up and walked out of the mourning hall: "I'll take a walk in the yard first and come back soon."
After all, what they have to do is figure out what happened here. If they just work as NPC, there is only a dead end.
He Cheng whispered to Xie Lan: "Do we want to go and have a look?"
Xie Lan thought for a while and then said, "First be a paper-made person, then make it a paper-made person."
He Cheng replied: "Okay."
Sheng Nuan sat next to Xie Lan and started to take action.
He Cheng joked: "Sweetheart, do you know how to do it? Do you want your brother to help you?"
Sheng Nuan glanced at Xie Lan and said with a smile: "No, you can learn if you don't know how to do it. I don't want to be a burden and drag down my brother."
He Cheng was tsk.
Xie Lan did not look up, and his hands moved very quickly...
In this world, violating the requirements of NPC is definitely not a good thing. They need to find clues, but they must first ensure safety.
At this moment, unexpectedly, the little skirt sitting behind Xie Lan suddenly raised her hand and hit Xie Lan: "Brother."
Xie Lan moved his arm and scratched his fingers on the bamboo strips, and his fingertips were immediately cut by the sharp bamboo strips.
A drop of blood came out, Sheng Nuan saw that the corner of the red cloth covered with photo frames on the mourning hall was automatically windless...
"elder brother!"
Sheng Nuan grabbed Xie Lan's fingers and opened her mouth and sucked it, then rolled the drop of blood in... Xie Lan froze there in an instant.