"By the way! Did Mike hear the word grave last time he listened to the recording? He will!"
At a critical moment, Yu Wen's memory suddenly flashed.
He jumped up to find someone: "Where's Mike?! Where's the person?"
"I'm still dizzy on the sofa!" Lao Yu went straight to the room.
Mike's reaction to the scent of the woods was particularly strong. After he came back, he vomited twice and was put in the house by everyone, but he has not woken up yet.
Everyone was so confident before that they didn't wake him up.
Who would have known that this kind of stubble would happen at a critical moment.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Lao Yu just slapped him when he went up, and finally woke Mike up.
Before Mike's dizziness subsided, he retched twice before opening his eyes.
"Help! Help! Help!"
Lao Yu took out the only English he could speak, dragged Mike and rushed out.
…
In front of the black woman's door, the bone pen for answering the question was held in Yuhu's hand.
He wrote very quickly, he literally copied the tombstone in two minutes. In order to save time, he also omitted the name of the black woman.
As soon as Mike came over, he scribbled the last stroke and shoved the bone pen to the other side: "Come and write."
Mike added the word "grave" next to the crow's last two calls.
…
call-
Fortunately, caught up.
Everyone let out a long breath.
"It's like life and death..." Yu Wen touched his heart, and the heart that was stuck in his throat fell back again, "I hope this tombstone will mention the location, instead of simply being buried here."
But it doesn't matter, even if the inscription doesn't mention it, there are Mike's words.
With double insurance in place, points can definitely be stepped on.
people thought.
After waiting for a while, the answering area finally changed.
The system's correction results are out...
It's a fork.
The bright red fork fell there, with the tombstone inscription on the left and the grave written by Mike on the right.
The meaning is obvious: neither is right.
Everyone, including You Huo, was stunned, the result was too unexpected.
"Wrong? How is that possible?"
"The system malfunctioned? Was the score judged wrong?"
No one can figure out why this question is wrong.
You Huo stared at the answering wall, frowning.
The inscriptions and words are wrong. If the judgment is not wrong, it means a meaning - it is the tomb of the black mother-in-law's family, but they are not in the tomb.
His eyes moved, and he landed on listening question (3).
Question (3): How many people are in the black woman's room
Wandering: "..."
Question: Is it possible for a person who is keen on superstitious activities to leave dead family members in the house
Answer: What can't the old witch do? !
Before everyone recovered from the shock, new content was refreshed in the answering area.
Sorry to inform: The system failed to detect points from the answers in this round of rewinding.
Punishment result: randomly select a candidate to be put into the coffin.
When this line of characters was slowly brushed out, You Huo patted Qin Qiu on the shoulder.
Qin Qiu turned his head, his eyes moved from his fingers to his face: "Let me guess, we Mr. Hu finally asked for help?"
Confused: "… "
who is with you.
He didn't want to use that help card unless he had to.
But now the situation is really head-scratching.
He didn't know who the system would randomly hit, and he didn't know if it was possible to exploit the loopholes.
If it's really troublesome...
Just as he was thinking about it, another word came out under the punishment result.
Note: The funeral in Chasu Village is always late at night, we follow the tradition here, so the punishment will be executed tonight.
tonight
The punishment this time was different from the previous exam, and it was not executed immediately.
You Huo instantly retracted his hand from Qin Qiu's shoulder.
Qin Research: "?"
Youhuo said: "It's early, let's talk."
Qin Research: "..."
He looked confused for a while, and said, "I think it is necessary to give you a little reminder that the system will not say hello when it executes the punishment, nor will it tell you who it has selected a few seconds in advance. It is very likely that you Talking face to face, one of them disappeared when he said it disappeared."
"If it was you who disappeared, how would you ask for help?" Qin asked.
"The 922 invigilator said that if you have something to ask for, just write 001." You Huo said.
Qin Research: "..."
"Since it's here, I'll ask by the way." You Huo sneered: "I heard that it must be written on the answer sheet? What kind of stupid rule is this?"
There is no problem in the hunter's hut, because the space there is small, and it is only a few steps to the answer card.
However, in an examination room like Chasu Village or a larger place, it is too unreasonable to have to go through a long circle to find an invigilator.
Qin Qiu said: "922? I have to make a note for him. But that's the way to find a general invigilator."
Wandering: "... Looking for a self-proclaimed invigilator like you?"
"Oh, there are more ways." Qin Qiu smiled: "You can try to write it anywhere in the examination room and see if I will know."
Youyou: "... I'm sick?"
…
When the punishment result just came out, everyone was reluctantly fortunate, at least there was still more than half a day to buffer.
It was only in the afternoon that they realized that a notice-type punishment was more torturous than an immediate punishment.
It's like the knife is already on the neck, and the sharp blade is close to the skin, but the executioner says to you: "I'm sorry, it's not time, you wait."
The black woman, as always, asked them to sew dolls, and would not give up until all the candidates were chopped up.
Everyone's mind has been flying long ago, all of them are sitting on pins and needles, restless and restless.
They were so in a trance that they didn't even notice the unusual behavior of a certain boss—
When everyone was apprehensive, he fished out several dolls from the bamboo basket and pulled a needle at random.
Everyone pays attention to the stitches when sewing dolls, not to mention even, at least one row must be sewn. He is good, one stitch goes over and one stitch comes over, even if an arm is strung together.
…
When everyone finally saw him, there was already a row in front of the boss.
By the way, there are 8 in total.
Lao Yu almost knelt down to him: "...what are you doing?"
Wandering around to get the ninth one, he said without raising his eyes, "Make some preparations."
His terrifying preparations have been completed by the hourglass.
As soon as the black woman entered the door, she was confronted with 16 dolls, and her old face was blank.
She had been working on this topic for so long, and the first time she met such a guest, she was speechless.
She looked confused like a lunatic.
After a long while, the black woman muttered in a low voice, and slowly filled the wooden frame with the 16 new dolls.
…
The night came faster than the previous two days.
Before the villagers entered the house, everyone crossed the frozen river to find them.
"You guys are still there..." The female villager greeted them with a bowl of crushed ice in their arms.
However, the content of the greeting cannot be carefully considered.
Lao Yu headed to the decree of the big boss, and straight to the point: "Sister, I want to ask you something!"
The female villager reacted for a while and said, "What's the matter?"
"I heard that there is a custom in the village that funerals can only be held at night?"
"Yup."
"Oh, so what is the fashion for burial or cremation here?" Lao Yu asked again.
The woman was stunned for a while, not knowing why.
At that moment, her head tilted slightly, as if she wanted to look somewhere in the woods.
But she quickly returned to her original state, and said blankly, "Bury. Those who are not cremated can't be cremated."
"Why?" You Huo interrupted suddenly.
The woman tilted her head and thought for a moment: "No reason, the custom is not to cremate."
You confused pondered.
Lao Yu asked again: "Then if you put the coffin... Where would it be?"
Woman: "In the woods."
"I know it's in the woods." Lao Yuxin asked if this was nonsense, and he explained patiently: "I mean, isn't this circle of woods occupied? There's a place to drop the coffin. You don't stack each other, do you?"
"Oh, that won't happen." The woman thought about it, pointed to the east and west, and said, "That piece, and this piece, are still empty."
Everyone quickly remember the place.
Lao Yu wanted to ask again, but the woman glanced at the sky and said, "It's going to get dark again, so I have to go back to the house. You all go back, don't run around, don't go into the woods."
After speaking, she hurriedly ran away clutching the iron basin.
The door closing sounded one after another, and the village instantly returned to silence.
Lao Yu said angrily: "Just so brave, the funeral is set at night... Are you saying that the system is nonsense? These villagers dare not even go out at night, how can they go to the forest for the funeral!"
"The title says yes, so that's it. How can this place be judged by common sense." Chen Bin muttered.
In any case, they at least figured out the location of the burial.
When someone is punished and put in the coffin, they can also find a clue.
…
Saying goodbye to the villagers, everyone did not go back to their houses.
The Wandering House unknowingly became the base camp, where everyone gathered.
The night was getting darker.
While nibbling on dry bread, they discussed what to do in the evening.
"If you want to enter the woods, you'd better bring some handy tools." Yu Wen raised his hand and suggested, "On the one hand, for self-defense, on the other hand... What if you get lucky and catch a ghost hand?"
"I found hemp rope in the house. There should be knives in every house, but I don't know if they can cut a bone knife." Lao Yu said: "Also, if you want to dig a coffin, you need a shovel, right?"
He turned his head as he spoke, subconsciously seeking approval from confusion.
Who knows that the single sofa behind him is empty, and the wandering person sitting inside has disappeared.
"Where's the person? It was still there just now... " Lao Yu said suspiciously.
Everyone looked at the empty sofa.
The room was silent for more than ten seconds, and suddenly it exploded.
"Fuck?!" Yu Wen couldn't wait to find it, so he shouted, "Brother? Where are you?"
He asked three times in a row, but got no response.
The most terrifying thing is that Qin Jiu is still there.
When you are confused about where to go during the exam, the personal invigilator must follow where.
The only exception... only system penalties.
They suddenly remembered what Qin Jiu said in the morning: "You may be chatting face to face, and the other party will disappear when they say they disappear."
Who the hell would have thought that the system could be so coincidentally random that it would just take away the golden thigh.
…
At this moment, Jin Thigh was lying in a small space.
Legs can't be straightened, hands can't be raised high, and oxygen is very limited.
You don't need to think about it to know that he is the "random coffin" Ou Huang.
He was not surprised by this result, or at any rate he was not surprised by any result. Because when he sewed the doll in the afternoon, he had already thought of two preparations.
If someone else is in the coffin, he can use the help card if he has to.
If he was in the coffin by himself... Maybe even the card would be saved.
In the darkness, You Huo tried to reach out and touch the coffin wall, which was damp and cold, exuding a thick smell of soil.
He guessed that the coffin was placed under some mud in the woods.
The forest is so big, even if the approximate area is delineated, it is a needle in a haystack to find.
Finding people is always difficult.
But... other things can't be said by someone.
…
In the woods on the east side of the mountain village, Lao Yu and the others carried a bundle of hemp ropes and held torches to look around.
Suddenly, their footsteps stopped.
Lao Yu made a "shh" nervously.
The crowd stared with bated breath, and heard the familiar sound of crawling cords.
But tonight's crawling sound was a bit special, they didn't seem to be crawling towards the village. Instead... went to the middle of the woods.
After a few seconds, Yu Wen whispered, "Fuck... look over there!"
He pointed forward.
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and immediately went crazy—
More than a dozen pale ghost hands and feet swarmed from all directions and gathered in an open space ahead.
They swung bone knives big and small, and said grimly, "Have you sewed dolls today?"
Under six feet of loess, You Huo said in the thin air, "It's okay, 16 stitches."
"… "
The ghosts were silent for a moment, and then smashed the knife.