Youshi was an expert at killing and arson. Wen Shi only made one request to him: if he could kill, he should not sing. Otherwise, once Youshi opened his voice, half of the villa would be awakened.
There are still players who have not fallen asleep yet. The zombie's attack time is set at 4 a.m. With his own skills, even if Mr. Lin turns into a monster in the middle of the night, the zombie can still escape unscathed.
After explaining everything, Wen Shi leaned back in the recliner and fell into a light sleep listening to the sound of rain hitting the glass outside.
At around 4:30 in the morning, the door of the room was not closed and a zombie pushed it open, his left hand covered in scarlet blood.
The sound of splashing water in the sink woke Wen Shi up.
He slowly opened his eyes: "Is it done?"
As the evolution progresses, the zombies have more humanized movements. After washing their hands, they know to wipe them with a tissue and apply hand cream, providing all-round care for the artists.
In response to Wen Shi’s question, he nodded, indicating that he had sent Mr. Lin to heaven.
"That's good." Wen Shi said meaningfully, "Everyone will soon launch a charge against the will."
It rained heavily all night.
The next day was destined to be an uneasy day. In the early morning, a maid's scream swept the entire villa, successfully replacing the morning sun to wake everyone up.
Different sounds of running were heard one after another in the silent corridor. Before the players reached the source of the sound, the game prompts told them what had happened.
"Attention all players, due to the death of a key NPC, the difficulty level of the "Horror Collection" dungeon has been raised to B."
This kind of floating book generally does not stay at the initial difficulty, but after actually hearing the system broadcast, everyone's heart sank.
They still had to do what they had to do. A group of people rushed into the most exquisitely decorated house, and their pretended grief-stricken expressions were shattered for a moment by the strong smell of blood and corpse.
Mr. Lin is dead.
He died very hastily, from the zombies' most common attack of ripping out the heart. He had only been dead for a few hours, but his body was already covered with serious corpse spots, as if he had been half-dead for a long time.
There was a hole in the old man's chest, his mouth opened wide facing the portrait on the wall, with fear and regret in his eyes, as if he thought his death was caused by the thing he had been worshipping for a long time.
Because the death was so tragic, it was obviously not suicide, so the first servant who discovered the body reported it to the police immediately.
Wen Shi pretended to be sad and said, "You left so quickly that you couldn't even eat the medicine that some filial sons prepared for you."
His tone was sad, but everyone could see the happiness and relief in his eyes.
Those players who still had gauze on their hands or chests wished they could take out this person's heart and see it.
The police car came very quickly, and the sound of sirens surrounded the villa. When the police appeared and took the body away, the expressions of the people in the room were wonderful. The chance of seeing the police in horror stories is not high. Because after the body is taken away, there are still some procedures to go through, and one person is needed to follow. Under the premise that the task may be updated at any time, no one is willing to do this.
Wen Shi would always stand up when others needed him most. He cleared his throat and said, "Just collect 400 points of lost wages, and I'll go."
Let me first make up for the loss from summoning zombies last night.
Four hundred points were nothing, but no one was willing to pay all by himself and let other players take advantage.
Wen Shi was not in a hurry either. The will that Grandpa Lin had made in the past would definitely be used to make a fuss in the game, and then these people would naturally feel the urgency of time.
After waiting for less than three minutes, the game issued a new prompt sound.
[You have come to the mansion with great difficulty, but the real head of the family was murdered that night. There is always a way out. Mr. Lin had made a will long ago that he was going to change.]
[Side Quest: Bloody Testament
Mission content: The lawyer will come to the villa to do notarization at 7 o'clock in the evening. Please find the will hidden in the villa before then and determine the real property distribution object.
Mission Reward: Special traceless pen (the first person to find the will can use this pen to change the will)]
As a conscientious player, Wen Shi did not take the opportunity to raise the price. Instead, he spread his hands and said, "If no one is willing, I will start doing the task."
"Wait." The task progress was suddenly accelerated, and the effect of blurring the identities of players and NPCs became smaller. Lin Tianci revealed his identity as a player, and said, "Wait for us to discuss it."
He was sure that at least three of them were players. Lin Tianci said to them directly, "You can't say what others say. There are 400 points, and we get exactly 100 points each."
The player who played the eldest son first sent his wife away, then said coldly: "One of the servants kept pulling his sleeves down, probably to cover up his electronic watch."
The selfish side of human nature, where one loses the big picture for the sake of the small, is evident here. Wen Shi only used a few points to find out the identities of some players hiding in the dark.
After getting the points as he wished, Wen Shi waved his hand casually: "I wish you all good luck in finding the points."
Before leaving, he said a few words to Xiaohua, his voice was so low that others couldn't hear the specific content. But he guessed that the other party wanted to take advantage of the boss. If Xiaohua successfully found the will, adding a name would be just a matter of moving his fingers.
As soon as Wen Shi left, Xiaohua also took the time to start searching.
She first went to the study where Grandpa Lin often stayed during his lifetime. The others were still standing in the small house that smelled of blood and did not take any immediate action.
After a long while, Lin Tianci was the first to break the silence: "Getting the will means that we can complete this short story. In this part, the human wave tactic has an advantage."
The player who had been playing the role of a child threw the toy in his pocket aside in disdain and added coldly: "Xiaohua is a famous crazy woman. If she gets the will, no one will have to live."
"We'll work together to find it." Lin Helan made the final decision: "We'll use the contract prop to sign the treaty. Whoever finds the will first will have to add the name of the collaborator."
The proposal was unanimously agreed.
It's obvious that he is a new player. He is very stingy. When we were collecting points just now, he just stood in the corner without saying a word.
Feeling unwelcome and unable to join in the discussion, Pei Hongxin walked out of the murder scene in silence.
Lin Tianci glanced at the figure disappearing in the corridor: "Will he go to Xiaohua to tell on her?"
The butler smiled and said, "It's okay. The senior players must know that we will join forces, but they are usually very confident. Now it depends on who has better luck and faster speed."
These words caused everyone to nod.
Pei Hongxin went straight to the study.
He opened the secret door, looked at the shrine inside, and slowly made up his mind.
Pei Hongxin has been doing well in reality for too long and simply cannot accept the current trade deficit. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he finds the will, he can permanently eliminate the hidden dangers brought by that evil obstacle.
"Why do you hate me?"
Pei Hongxin sneered. If he hadn't done that, he would have faced bankruptcy. As the child of a debtor, Pei Wenwei would not only have a miserable childhood, but also be trapped in endless debt repayment work as an adult.
Besides, I treated the child well during those years of adoption. It’s just time for him to repay my kindness.
Looking at the blurry black statue enshrined in the shrine, Pei Hongxin was ready to sell his soul to the devil.
Mr. Lin has been worshipping for so long, and it seems that he has not paid any extra price except for his health and family. Although he looks older than his peers, I believe that if there was no accident last night, judging from the fact that he still had an appetite for meat at dinner and the force with which he threw the newspaper in front of Pei Wenwei, he would have no problem living for more than ten years.
"Even an ant can swallow an elephant..."
Once things get out of control, Pei Hongxin will immediately look for evil viewers in the comment section to make deals and temporarily drive away the wolf and the tiger.
The difficulty of the copy has now risen to level B. In the process of searching for the will, a series of tasks will definitely be triggered, otherwise it would not be called the Bloody Will. His personal strength is not enough to escape unscathed.
Pei Hongxin lit a stick of incense that he had stolen from the ancestral hall yesterday. The green smoke from the burning incense swirled up without any interruption in the middle.
He didn't know the standard procedure for such things, but with incense and sincere prayers, he thought it would be enough.
The wisps of smoke were all absorbed by the shrine, and the blurred face of the statue became clearer, and the pair of slender eyes, which were exactly the opposite of the diamond wood, flickered. In a place he couldn't see, the gaps in the stairs began to seep black liquid, and the air became rotten and smelly.
There was no window in the study, and a pinch of incense ash was sent to the tiger's mouth without wind. Pei Hongxin shivered from the heat, but his expression became more respectful: "Please tell me what price I have to pay to know where the will is hidden."
A terrifying whisper mixed with the gloomy wind sounded in his ears. Pei Hongxin clenched his fists and said with determination: "Okay."
His cruelty towards himself actually endeared himself to the monsters who were watching. Many of them were cheering for him, while some of them crawled to Wen Shi's side, ready to witness his end from a God's perspective.
After Pei Hongxin did this, Wen Shi's behavior of letting the zombies kill key NPCs last night seemed like he was just helping others.
Compared with the rotten air in the Lin family villa, the weather outside was quite good after the rain. Wen Shi breathed in the natural breeze and even had the mood to chat with the police along the way.
After getting off the car, he cooperated to fill out the information and took another statement. After everything was done, Wen Shi ran to the streets outside to go shopping. He first went to a boutique to pick out a gift for A Yu, and then ran to the park to dance square dance.
"The sky is blue and the land is vast~"
The sound from the small speaker was very loud, and Wen Shi danced with the elderly person in front of him in a standard posture.
After exercising for half an hour, he seemed to finally remember the live broadcast. He looked at his electronic watch and saw a bunch of comments asking him if he was crazy for dancing here instead of looking for the will.
"What will are you looking for?" Wen Shi asked in confusion.
"... When they fight until their heads are broken and bloody, and the lawyers come in the evening, the final winner will definitely take out the will triumphantly, and then I will carry Mr. Lin's body back..."
"My godmother is a psychic. Let her call the soul back directly and expose the fake on the spot."
He thought it was too cruel for someone to dare to tamper with someone else's will!
If the godmother cannot be summoned back, she will activate the [Resurrection] skill.
Wen Shi wiped away his tears hypocritically: "Sure enough, I am the only one in this family who cares about the old man's life or death, wuwu..."
After pretending for three seconds, I couldn't pretend any longer and smiled brightly for one second: "Hahahaha..."
The magical ear-cleansing song of square dance continued. The aunties and uncles were spinning in circles, and Wen Shi followed them in a circle.
It’s so cool to do it once a day and clear the dungeons below S level!
[Barrage:…]
Wen Shi: "By the way, how long is the sentence for tampering with a will?"
I must report this to the police later and not encourage this evil trend.
[Barrage:…]
(End of this chapter)