Lin Zhen opened his mouth, but finally chose to close himself.
To him, this incident seemed to be even more terrifying than this dungeon. Just now he saw the writhing coffin being thrown into the water, and he still bounced into the car, but now he looked dejected.
Yan Wei didn't expect to discuss anything with Lin Zhen at first, but when he was quiet, Yan Wei was also happy to meditate.
His body swayed slightly with the sway of the carriage, and the cold wind blew in slightly from the curtains on both sides. He turned sideways and slightly opened the curtains of the carriage.
The huge Guanyin Town is covered with snow, but they don't seem to have entered the deep winter. The white snow fell on the tile roofs on both sides, and it has already melted a lot. The more you go in, the intersection of whiteness and darkness is completely invisible, leaving only the bustling town and the layers of roofs overlooking the past.
The snow on the road may have been turned into wet water due to too many pedestrians. Several carriages passed by slowly, leaving the sound of "slap" and "slap" of horseshoes.
Walking through the busy market just now, the hawking gradually became quieter, and there were similar houses on both sides, and there seemed to be some things like bacon hanging inside the door.
This area is obviously a small settlement.
Yan Wei watched as the houses on one side slid past, and a few white copper coin-shaped paper money suddenly floated in front of him, floating obliquely with the white snow.
His gaze paused.
Ahead, two long bamboo poles were inserted in front of the door of a house, and a thick stack of paper money was inserted on each bamboo pole at the top. The falling paper money should have been blown down from the top by the wind. There were also bows of white cloth hanging from the railing of the door, and flowing pale cloth hung from the sides. Weiwei looked inside, and it seemed that the houses in this family were also hung with white lanterns.
Could this be the one where the funeral was held just now
As the carriage passed by this family, Yan Wei was about to look away when some paper money mixed with snow floated in front of him.
But for a moment, another family was doing funeral things in front of them.
He stretched out his hand from the small window on the side of the carriage, and lightly caught one of the paper money. A cold touch came from the fingertips, Yan Wei was a little cold from the wind, and shrank back with the paper money.
There were still some snowflakes on the paper money, Yan Wei brought it in, the snowflakes melted, and the paper money was slightly wet.
He lowered his eyes, looked at the ordinary paper money in his hand, and said, "Lin Zhen, look out of your window."
"Oh, good."
After a while, Lin Zhen poked his head out and exclaimed, "This town is quite fun, and several families are holding funerals."
Yan Wei twitched his brows slightly, raised his eyelids, looked at Lin Zhen's window, and vaguely saw Bai.
"My side is big too," he said.
"But their lives are pretty normal. Could it be just winter, when there are more elderly people who can't stand it? I remember that before I entered the building, there were many elderly people who couldn't survive every winter. I often saw first aid and funerals on the road. Yes." Lin Zhen turned his head back and closed the curtain.
"The density is too high. Guanyin Town is not the kind of place with a large area and a particularly large population. There are only three or four houses in one street. It is unlikely that they died normally. As for their normal life... this can only show that they are going numb or fast. They are used to it, but they are still afraid." Yan Wei thought back to the shore of the Black Sea just now, "When I threw the coffin, the book boy was startled when I yelled, and the others were even more nervous."
"Why?"
"..." Yan Wei ignored him, "You think I know?"
"Don't you know everything?"
"Why don't I throw you under the sea? Maybe I can find out."
"..."
"It doesn't happen overnight for people to get used to picking up corpses. It should have been a few years since the accident happened in Guanyin Town. The sea water will turn black, which may be related to their funeral customs, but funeral customs can't last for only a few years. It must not only Because of funeral customs."
The carriage stopped suddenly.
The drivers of several carriages pulled the horses to both sides of the road, and the sad music that Yan Wei had heard at the seaside just now came from ahead, as well as the footsteps of a large group of people. Several of them had heavy footsteps, as if they were carrying heavy things.
After the carriage came to a complete stop, Yan Wei slightly opened a gap to look out, and as expected, he saw a funeral procession, with a group of tense-looking people standing in front and behind, with a few people in the middle carrying the coffin. This coffin was more tightly sealed than the one just now. All the nails that could be seen went around the entire coffin, and thick hemp rope was tied outside the coffin.
Another funeral procession.
After the procession passed by, the coachman started to drive the horse again.
Yan Wei patted Lin Zhen.
"what?"
"I don't think it's necessary to wait until the school to start the search," he said. "It's after noon now. If you arrive at the school and then come out, it will delay time."
He thought that there were no other clues before, and he would check to see if there was any other information when he got to the school. But along the way, the road is obviously not unusual.
Yan Wei always felt that there was something wrong with their current mission. Although his and Lin Zhen's missions are the same, but the notification tone has specially added qualifiers, it can't be superfluous.
In case the missions are different and the goals of the players are different, he has a competitive relationship with those players who are not fuel-efficient, and the time cannot be calculated from the bottom line of the time to complete the mission. What he has to do is not to complete the task, but to complete the task as soon as possible before his competitors.
Yan Weitan came from the background, and said to the carriage driving the carriage: "Master, we missed some things when we came here. I just saw that there are a few shops selling them in the place we passed by. Can we get out of the car and go shopping first?"
The master who drove the carriage stopped the horse: "Can you find the way, young master? Shall I drive there?"
This should just be an ordinary nc.
Yan Wei said: "No, those shops are at the fork in the road we passed by. The road to get in is a bit narrow, and it's not convenient for a carriage to get in. We remember the road."
The master who drove the car didn't object, and talked to the book boy who came to pick them up a few times. The book boy came and told them to come back after shopping, and don't run around. After they got out of the carriage, several other carriages continued to go to the Guanyin Academy, but their carriage was pulled aside, and the master who drove the carriage waited for them to return alone.
Yan Wei and Lin Zhen got out of the car, instead of going to those shops, they turned a few corners and returned to the place where they just passed the funeral procession.
Since the family was going to a funeral, something must have happened. Compared with those houses whose doors are closed and doing funeral things, at least people can be seen in this house.
"Not chasing?"
"If you don't chase, they are still carrying the coffin. If you chase after it, you will just watch it and throw the coffin into the water again. They will go this way, and they will come back naturally."
Yan Wei and Lin Zhen found a relatively secluded place on the side of the road and waited for a few moments, Yan Wei's cheeks turned a little red from the cold, which made his already fair face even more docile. The eyes are very agile.
Fortunately, this dungeon doesn't suppress the data. Although he is cold, he doesn't feel cold.
After another moment, the funeral procession returned the same way.
The coffin was gone, only the two thick wooden sticks that were used to carry the coffin were left. The group of people walked back hurriedly and nervously, with paper money fluttering at the front.
Yan Wei led Lin Zhen, followed these people secretly, and walked through several streets in a detour. Fortunately, the terrain of the entire Guanyin Town is square, and the road is not difficult to remember. These people are just ordinary NPCs, and they can't find the two players who are not ordinary people.
When these people arrived at the door of the house, Yan Wei looked at the open door in front of him and the memorial tablet inside. There was a doorman in mourning clothes standing at the door, receiving the people who came to express their condolences.
He pushed Lin Zhen: "Go and knock out one of the coffin bearers, put on mourning clothes and follow."
"Wouldn't it be obvious just by looking at what I look like?"
"No, these coffin bearers are all stronger, and their expressions are a little more relaxed than the others. They look more like people who specialize in this kind of work to earn a dollar. They are definitely not familiar faces. It is safest for you to dress up as them for the time being. And there are strange things going on in this town, as long as you don't show up, the person you knocked out won't think about man-made things, but will think about things related to ghosts and corpses, and nothing will happen."
Lin Zhen understood, rolled up the sleeves of the long robe that was an eyesore, and was about to go. Yan Wei held him back and said, "After you go in, you just need to find out who the dead person in this family is, when did he die, and was probably a Any kind of person will do.”
"Don't ask about the Black Sea?"
"You want to be found out that you got in here?"
"That's right." Lin Zhen shook his sleeves and said, "Then I'm leaving."
Yan Wei hid aside and waited for Lin Zhen to come out.
There is no downtown area here, just people from the town, and there are not many people walking around. Yan Wei looked at the snow in front of him, waited boredly, and unconsciously thought of Yan Mingguang.
Where was Yan Mingguang scattered to the copy? What kind of identity is it? In this top-level dungeon, how will malicious tricks be played? Could it be... two more Yan Mingguang
Yan Wei doesn't know yet.
They walked this way, inseparable, even if they separated, it was only for a moment. Now that he has not seen anyone since entering the dungeon, Yan Wei always feels uneasy.
It seems that if you don't keep an eye on Yan Mingguang for a while, a good living person will run away.
He knew that Yan Mingguang had a secret, but he firmly believed that Yan Mingguang would not do anything against him. He wanted to ask, but he knew that Yan Mingguang would not speak, so he was vaguely guessing in his heart. If there were too many guesses, this unreliable feeling became more and more obvious.
This man had obviously been with him on the road all the time.
He must be missing the most crucial piece of memory. Inside the memory is the most authentic Yan Mingguang, the steadfastness he was looking for.
After a while, Lin Zhen walked out of the house in that mourning dress.
Mourning clothes are always three-point solemn. He is so dressed in hemp and mourning, with a straight face, he looks like Lin Qing for a moment. But this serious look was destroyed by Lin Zhen in a moment: "Hey, little pet, I found out—it's too easy, there is a tablet when you go in, and there is a name and date of death on the tablet, and then just listen to what they say, you I heard everything I wanted to hear."
"How is it?" Yan Wei asked.
"The name of the dead man was He Qu. He was thirty-two years old. He had been dead for thirteen days. The snow was heavy a few days ago, and it was a little warmer today, so it was arranged to carry the coffin for the funeral today. The others should be the same, so we saw several Dial. He died very strangely. He was alive and kicking the day before, and died suddenly on the bed the next morning. His body was already covered with corpse spots, as if he had been dead for many days. As for the others, they seemed to be taboo. Nobody talks about it."
"Is there anything special about this person?"
"No, it's a very ordinary person who can read a little, and usually writes and sells some paintings for people to make a living. Sometimes he sneaks to the brothel with his wife behind his back, and quarrels when he is discovered. Oh, and there is A six-year-old child, they didn’t talk about anything else, I stayed for a while and watched them and didn’t say anything else, I went in pretending to be a worker, and I didn’t talk very well, so I came out.”
Yan Wei nodded: "Enough."
"They didn't mention anything about the Black Sea, water burials, and corpse removal. Why don't you sneak in and ask? If we ask, we will definitely be seen as not locals."
"I really want to sneak in and ask," Yan Wei said, "Our goal is to find out the secrets related to the Black Sea—or in other words, things that are tacitly taboo by everyone in Guanyin Town. Let's go to the clothes shop next door and buy some thing."
"Isn't buying something a reason?"
Yan Wei just smiled.
He took Lin Zhen, and took the money they carried with their current identities, to a nearby ordinary clothing store to buy two well-fitting, new mourning clothes.
Lin Zhen: "Oh, yes, change your clothes before mixing in."
Yan Wei glanced at him, and led him back to the family's house the same way.
Just when Lin Zhen was about to steal an invitation from a guest who came to express his condolences, Yan Wei turned a corner and led him to the... opposite door of the family.
Lin Zhen: "?"
Yan Wei had already knocked on the opposite door of the funeral home.
If he went directly to the funeral home to ask, his identity as a "outsider" would definitely cause vigilance, and if he came directly to the opposite door to ask, no one would trust him. He took the information of the funeral home, knocked on the door opposite, and called an information messenger.
Anyway, the weirdness of Guanyin Town is known to everyone in the town, so there is no need to ask the funeral director.
The person who opened the door was a child, not as high as Yan Wei's chest, opened the door and looked up at him slightly, with a vigilant childish voice: "Master?"
The young man was wearing a mourning suit made of coarse linen, the mourning suit was white and yellow, and matched with his already fair complexion, he was clear and dull under the snowy sky. His cheeks were a little red, as if blown by the wind.
The child watched, and unconsciously widened the gap in the door, not being very vigilant.
Lin Zhen rolled his eyes from behind, completely unaware of what Yan Wei was doing.
Yan Wei just had a sullen face, like those who attend funerals, and whispered nervously: "Can the master let me in? He Qu is my cousin, and my sister-in-law really can't bear him leaving so suddenly. A few days ago I secretly invited the mage to do some extra ceremonies, but the mage said some things that made the house uneasy, and even implicated your family, so I asked me to tell you."
The child said "wait a moment", then closed the door again, and the sound of running quickly came from inside.
After a while, the person who opened the door was replaced by an old woman.
The old woman looked haggard, with thick dark circles under her eyes. She opened the door completely and said, "You two young masters, please come in."
Yan Wei and Lin Zhen followed and walked in. As soon as they entered the door, the child with the upside-down bun immediately closed the door, as if afraid that something unclean would come in.
As soon as the family entered the house, there was a courtyard, and there were small drains in all directions, which were already filled with frozen snow. Going further inside is the hall, which is very simple, except for the tea table, chairs and stools, there is only a small stool with children's toys piled up on it, and a piece of red silk tied to the handle of the chair, there is really nothing to see.
The old woman beckoned them to sit down and asked worriedly, "Did the mage see something unclean?"
Lin Zhen couldn't sit still, he played leisurely on the sidelines, Yan Wei knew that he was measured, and didn't bother to care about him.
He walked to the empty chair next to the toy stool, sat down in front of the old woman, and whispered: "Isn't it? We hired a mage from another place, and we didn't tell the mage about the town. After reading it, I said something went into my cousin's house, and now my cousin... hey, that thing ran into your house."
The old woman was startled, stood up suddenly, then sat down tremblingly, and said in a panic: "This thing has been causing trouble for several years, why is it our turn..."
this thing
Yan Wei's eyes moved slightly, and he said calmly, "Calm down—"
"Oh, how can I calm down?" The old woman's face almost wrinkled into a ball, "My daughter suddenly told me half a month ago that she saw something unclean, and the whole person was talking about it, but that night I was so frightened that I went to the doctor. The doctor said it was soul-loss disease. After so many days of treatment, I didn’t see any improvement at all. You young people always like to say that water burials have accumulated too many corpses, and the resentment in the sea has brought dirty things, but water burials How many years has it been? My grandparents were all buried in water, and the town was very peaceful at that time.
"I see, that female ghost is some kind of woman who has a hard time to die, and all the dead are middle-aged men... All of them died uneasy, and they would get up in the coffin after death. Ghost revenge?"
female ghost
The sea wasn't black before, but it became like this because of this female ghost recently appeared in Guanyin Town
Yan Wei said: "Don't worry, it won't be long before the water turns black—"
"Four or five years, isn't it long? That is to say, you young people think that four or five years is not a long time. Half of my body is almost buried in the soil. These four or five years have passed with fear. Some foreigners ask and lie to them Said it was just monsters in the sea! Poor my daughter, her husband died early, and she took care of the child alone, and now she suffers from the disorder of soul loss, leaving us orphans and widows... "
Yan Wei narrowed his eyes, touched the paper money in his sleeve, and finally understood why Guanyin Town was so strange.
He got up and said, "Don't be afraid. Although the mage said that the thing ran here, the female ghost is not too angry in your house. She doesn't want to harm anyone. She will leave after a while. The mage said, buy more ghosts at your house." A few pieces of agarwood are burning, agarwood is something to suppress evil spirits, after burning for a long time, she will stay in another place. The older the agarwood, the more useful it is."
The old woman thanked her quickly.
After the goal was achieved, Yan Wei excused that there were still a lot of funeral chores to be done at home, called Lin Zhen, turned around and was about to leave.
As soon as he turned around, he bumped into a line of sight.
A woman with disheveled hair and light-colored clothes was standing at the door, looking blankly at him. Lin Zhen had seen her a long time ago, and now he was standing beside the woman with a smile, raising his hand and waving in front of her eyes.
Yan Wei: "..."
The woman didn't seem to see Lin Zhen, she just stared straight at this side. After watching for a while, she suddenly showed a frightened expression, turned her head and ran to the side lying on her side.
The old woman hurried out after her.
It seems that this is the daughter who was frightened by the female ghost and lost her soul.
Under such circumstances, the old lady naturally had no time to take care of them, so Yan Wei patted the boy on the head, stuffed some money into the boy, and dragged Lin Zhen out of the house.
The moment he stepped out of the door, Lou's notification sounded in Yan Wei's mind.
[Congratulations to the player for completing your current main task—to learn about the origin of the Black Sea around Guanyin Town, to learn about water burial customs and tricks in the town, to get 5 dungeon progress rewards, and to start the next stage of the task. ]
[Attention all players, the player has already completed the first main task corresponding to the player, and the next stage will start. Players please make persistent efforts and keep up with the progress. ]
In front of the wharf of Guanyin Town, a young man in a blue-gray Taoist robe and holding a Tai Chi compass paused.
"... Someone completed the first mission?"
Under the endless monument.
Ten times and a hundred times of discussions erupted from the huge crowd.
"The copy was given before midnight, right? It's only in the afternoon, and he finished it before it was dark..."
"Has this Yan Wei really only gone through a few dungeons? From God's perspective, we know that there are different camps in this top dungeon. How did he infer that it is faster than the opposing camp in such a short period of time?"
"Song Chengan has never lost in the exploration of dungeon progress. He is actually faster than Song Chengan?? Song Chengan is at the dock, just a little bit!!"
"..."
In the distance, in the apartment of the lower-level players, an ordinary player looked at Yan Wei from Lin Zhen's perspective.
He is just one of the players in the world in the building who are struggling with layer after layer of dungeons. He has nothing special about him, nor does he have any advantages. He can't be like those geniuses, the moment he is sent into the dungeon, he keeps going up and down the stairs, running faster than anyone else.
He just went up the stairs one by one. After the first floor, he went to the second floor, and after the second floor, he went to the third floor. Sometimes you will fail in the dungeon, and you have to escape from the downstairs, and you have to come from the bottom floors.
Ordinary and ordinary, like everyone else, he was paying attention to the top-floor dungeon that shook the world in the building.
He looked at the young man in plain white mourning clothes with a clear and lively demeanor in the projection screen, and he always felt that this face was somewhat familiar. Such an outstanding face is not easy to remember wrongly.
It seemed that a few years ago, he had seen this person in the copy on the fifth and sixth floors. At that time, the dungeon reached an unprecedented level of difficulty. There were many people entering the dungeon, and many people died every day. Every time they went out, there were bloodstains all over the floor. Only that person was very calm from the beginning to the end, and finally made all the NPCs who ran away in the copy run away.
He was lucky enough to survive to the end, and thanks to that person's blessing, he survived and successfully produced a dungeon. Because the dungeon was too difficult, the gift he got after the settlement also made him a lot of profit in the subsequent dungeons.
He couldn't remember the people he met in many dungeons, but he remembered very clearly that the best player in that dungeon, code-named "v", later became the legend in the building. When struggling on several floors, V had already opened the top-floor copy, which caused a shock in the world inside the building a few years ago.
The young man in front of me looks a lot like...
The man shook his head.
How is it possible, v was a few years ago, he either died in the ninety-nine-floor copy a few years ago, or he may have left the world inside the building with his abilities.
He must have misremembered it.
Guanyin Town.
The scattered players gasped when they heard the beep.
The source of the notification sound—Yan Wei, just walked out of the old woman's house, walked to the door of the family who was holding a funeral, took out the paper money he had just caught in the carriage, and threw it into the air.
The white paper money, along with Baixue and other paper money flying out of this house, rose in the wind and fell down one by one.
Lin Zhen scratched his head: "What are you doing again?"
"I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, as a thank you to the deceased for bringing us clues."
After the words fell, Yan Wei and Lin Zhen heard the notification about the next stage of the mission together.