"Let's solve this dungeon first," Yan Wei smiled, "You stayed in Wanhualou just now, the matter is resolved?"
As he spoke, he suddenly bent down, picked up a ball of snow and threw it at Yan Mingguang.
With this person's body data, dodging is nothing more than a blink of an eye. But the ball of snow fell on Yan Mingguang's shoulder impartially, and the man shook his head helplessly: "Don't make trouble."
Yan Wei pouted: "It's boring—"
He was hit by the snow suddenly thrown by Yan Mingguang.
Yan Wei: "...you are a quick learner."
His family, Mr. Yan, has changed back to his unmoving appearance, but his brows are gentle, and the snowballs under his hands are getting bigger and bigger.
Yan Wei heard him finished talking about Ayu, looked at the evil method that could no longer see the content clearly, frowned slightly, but didn't think about it for a while, then said: "Ayu is indeed just a move, she thought I have obtained an evil method that can change the appearance, and it has harmed many people in the past few years. The entire Guanyin Town has been shrouded in dark clouds, and the sea has also turned black. But this evil method may have other uses."
"There are only two possibilities for the situation behind this. Either someone took advantage of these things that Ayu did to transfer the dead energy to Jiang Jingyun's corpse, and wanted to use her corpse to do something, and Jiang Jingyun itself was indeed just a corpse. Corpse. Or, Ayu was just a cover for Jiang Jingyun's ghost body, and it was Jiang Jingyun who did the evil behind Ayu."
"The former." Yan Mingguang said.
Yan Wei nodded: "The latter? Maybe, if Ayu is a shield for Jiang Jingyun's ghost body, then some dead people in Guanyin Town were not caused by her. As long as she knows how many dead people have nothing to do with him, it is impossible for her to say nothing about it." I don't know, and I just think that all the evil methods have really been fed back to her."
The ghosts in Guanyin Town in the past five years, as well as those who died or were frightened mad, were indeed Ayu's work.
It's just that Ayu was also taken advantage of by others, and after four or five years of evil deeds, in the end, the dead energy was transferred to Jiang Jingyun's body.
Why did it transfer to Jiang Jingyun's corpse
"Where is Zhong Bu? Where is Fan?" He asked.
"I've been running around for a day, rest."
Yan Wei nodded: "That's right, it's almost dawn, I hope Lin Zhen and Lin Qing can go well."
They don't talk anymore.
A patch of whiteness is gradually rising in the east, and the snow has stopped at some point, leaving only the ground covered with whiteness. Yan Wei wrapped the land in the space cut by the moon, and put the tiny snowball rolled by himself on the big snowball rolled by Yan Mingguang, and then took back the props.
He taught Yan Mingguang to install "hands" on both sides of the snowman with dead branches on one side, dotted eyes on the face, drew a mouth, and made a joyful expression.
In the distance, in the direction of Shen's house, I don't know why? Suddenly there was a trace of black air, rushing straight into the sky.
As soon as the sky was bright, it was slowly covered by the black air emanating from it, and it suddenly seemed to be suppressed by dark clouds. It's just that the black energy is still relatively small, and their players are different from ordinary people, so we can see it first. The people in Guanyin Town may not be aware of it.
Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang's expressions darkened, and they looked at Shen's house at the same time. After a while, Song Chengan and others also found them, and Yu Feizhou stayed beside Lin Zhen and Lin Qing just in case.
Zhong Bufan glanced at the snowman, subconsciously wanted to say "really interesting", turned his head and saw Yan Wei, and immediately remembered the identity of the other party in his heart, swallowed the words back, and suddenly felt that Yan Wei was a bunch Snowmen are full of meaning.
Song Chengan's complexion is also not good? It's too good-looking, and his tone is very anxious: "This is the resentment and death of Jiang Jingyun's mortuary. This thing was sealed in the courtyard by the mage in the dungeon setting. How could it be released suddenly? Again? Like this If you go down, the dead air will spread, won't it? It's a city full of corpses?"
Yan Wei already understood a little bit.
"This seal doesn't look like it came out by itself. I've stayed in the morgue before. If the seal is broken and released, it won't be such a small momentum. And it's obvious that only players can see it at the moment. arrive."
Zhong Bufan immediately understood: "Zhuo Xidong, that bastard, deliberately tore off the seal for us to see? What is he doing to do such a difficult and flattering thing!? When the time comes, the death energy will spread, and the whole town of Guanyin will be transformed." Into a dead city, both of us have failed in our missions, so will we be held back when we die?"
This time, Yan Wei smiled helplessly.
Yu Zhengqing rolled up his sleeves: "What are you laughing at? We're almost done for."
"I'm just laughing. Some people can calmly give up their lives in order to make others stick to their goals. Some people can also maintain goodwill in the dungeon. I have even seen players who even protect ordinary npcs in the dungeon." As Yan Wei said, his voice gradually softened with coldness, "This is the first time I've seen someone who uses all the lives of the entire dungeon to threaten the opponent."
Zhuo Xidong is indeed an old opponent who has been fighting him in the entire ghost marsh dungeon. Knowing that he can't beat him, he actually uses such a tactic to take advantage of his compassion.
Song Chengan asked: "What do you mean?"
"He is asking me to directly ask for Guanyin's pure bottle of water."
"He's crazy!?"
"He's not crazy, he's more sober than anyone else." Yan Wei sneered, "He's telling me, don't you? Give him the clean bottle of water so that they can win the dungeon this time. If you die, the entire Guanyin Town will be buried with us."
Yu Zhengqing didn't like it? He said disdainfully: "He thinks beautifully, how can we give him—"
"I really plan to give it to him. His move is really right."
Everyone was shocked.
Those present either knew about Yan Wei's identity, or Yu Zhengqing and Geng Liang didn't know about it, but they didn't dare to raise any objections to Yan Wei. For a moment, they couldn't figure out what Yan Wei meant, and no one spoke at this moment of scrambling for time.
But Yan Wei said: "I don't have any other intentions, I'll give it to him if he wants it. We haven't returned to Shen's mansion all night. Zhuo Xidong and his group should have roughly guessed that there is no Jiang Jingyun ghost body at all." Yes. He wants to get the Guanyin Purifying Bottle of Water, suppress these dead spirits, and end this dungeon. The reason why I said that he will give it to him is because I think that Guanyin Purifying Bottle of Water may not be a good thing."
Geng Liang subconsciously blurted out: "How is this possible? The Shenzhai camp also had a clear goal in order to suppress Jiang Jingyun after the start of the game..."
"Jiang Jingyun is all fake," Yan Mingguang said, "The clean bottle of water must be real?"
Geng Liang was speechless.
Yan Wei raised his hand and took out the white porcelain bottle.
"Which one of you will take it? Give it to them. If he wants it, I'll give it to him. Song Chengan, the formation of the Guanyin Temple is a great boost to encourage the evil spirits of Guanyin, no matter what the truth is, that formation Stay a moment longer, the evil will only increase, can you go to the Guanyin Temple and break the formation with all your strength?"
"I can, but I'm afraid I can't do it alone."
Geng Liang said, "I'll go with you. I'm born with strong five senses, so I can help you feel the flow of the formation."
Yan Wei threw the porcelain vase to Yu Zhengqing: "In this case, how about you and Zhong Bufan go and give the porcelain vase to Zhuo Xidong and the others? No? Don't worry too much, give it to them with a little reluctance, and let them Hurry up and suppress this anger."
Yu Zhengqing opened his mouth, but his hands moved faster than his mouth, and he was still thinking of refuting, and he had already taken the porcelain bottle in his hand.
Yu Zhengqing: "..."
Not Zhong? Fan even nodded and bowed: "Okay!"
When he first entered the dungeon, Yan Wei was still hiding behind Song Chengan, only saying a few words from time to time. But up to now, no one has any objection to his lightly instructed instructions.
This seal with a broken corner and lifeless air was like a sudden countdown, beating everyone's hearts. No one dared to procrastinate any longer, and in the blink of an eye, only Yan Mingguang was left in front of Yan Wei.
"You know where we're going?"
Yan Mingguang tapped his chin and reached out to grab him.
The short-distance teleportation skill was activated, and within a breath of Yan Wei, Mr. Bai's residence was already in front of him.
Yan Wei glanced at the man beside him: "It seems that the hero sees the same thing."
All they thought of was this high-minded Mr. Bai.
There seems to be no connection among them, but if you pick and choose carefully, you will find that the only connection between Ayu and Jiang Jingyun who died four or five years ago is Wanhualou and... Guanyin School.
Why Guanyin Academy
When they first learned about Jiang Jingyun's situation back then, they mentioned in a few words that when Jiang Jingyun was sold into Wanhualou, the guests who wanted to embrace a beautiful woman were like crucian carp crossing the river. Even the Guanyin School had scholars coming.
Which scholar from Guanyin Academy
In Jiang Jingyun's room, apart from the dresses of the women in the flower house, which she feared to be ashamed of, there were also some of her own clothes. On the contrary, those clothes are very plain in color, and the style is more masculine, not feminine at all.
The portrait of Jiang Jingyun found by Yan Mingguang, although in the painting is a peerless and charming woman, she is also dressed in a heroic style. She does not wear her hair in a bun, but has her hair tied up. At first glance, she looks like a romantic and talented person Feel. Although it can still be seen that the portrait is a woman, no matter it is the clothes or the eyebrows, the heroic spirit cannot be erased.
Ayu said, Jiang Jingyun didn't know where she learned the poems and songs, which are different from ordinary women, full of poetry and calligraphy.
Ayu also said that she has a sweetheart, the person her sweetheart likes is a stunning woman.
A Yu could have killed innocent people just for a mere superficial appearance, and she had countless blood on her hands in the past five years. If the woman was still alive, would she not mention the other party at all, or would she mention such a sentence, did she think or have killed the other party
She didn't mention anything, the only possibility is that the woman is no longer there.
According to Yan Mingguang, Ayu had no desire to die before, but when Zhong Bu? Unclear drama, quietly committed suicide. Did she commit suicide because she thought she would die if she couldn't run, or was it because of this news that she felt like a joke and lost her business
Jiang Jingyun... is that the stunning woman
The death energy formed by the condensation of resentment and resentment, if a living person touches it, it will become a dead thing, or a half-dead thing like Ayu. The dead are touched, but it is a good thing to catalyze ghosts and condense resentment. Even if Jiang Jingyun hadn't turned into a ghost, after so many years of being dead, she could almost become a ghost.
What kind of person in the Guanyin Academy can write good characters that can be seen even when the hands are dizzy, can teach Jiang Jingyun poetry and songs, can come to Wanhualou to redeem Jiang Jingyun when Jiang Jingyun is in trouble, and also Can draw a reversal formation in the Guanyin Temple and nourish a dead body with monstrous death energy for five years
There seemed to be some singing in the courtyard, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang exchanged glances, Yan Mingguang walked in front, one after another stepped into Mr. Bai's small courtyard.
After a few steps, they came to the small stage. Mr. Bai stood in front of the stage in a green shirt, still looking dignified. He was looking at the opera troupe singing on the stage, and seemed to be singing along gently.
The book boy once told them that Mr. Bai likes to listen to operas, and sometimes he will invite opera troupes to sing operas when he is in the mood.
Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang stood still on the road, and the strings of touching operas became a string, flowing into Yan Wei's ears, overlapping with the operas that Ayu hummed while sitting on the steps stepping on the snow in his memory. rise.
It is a song "Blessings of Love".