It was raining non-stop outside.
Du Lai put on the hat on his hoodie, dressed in inconspicuous gray, and sprinted forward in the rainy night.
The mournful female voice was intermittent, like weeping and complaining, just like this lingering autumn rain, and the lingering continued to reveal a cold chill.
He followed the sound and ran to the courtyard wall of a house, and when he noticed that the sound was nearby, he deliberately slowed down and quietly looked for the woman singing.
But it was too dark.
It was raining and there were no lights nearby. The whole village was pitch black, and even the road was hard to see.
While hesitating, I felt that the voice suddenly got a lot closer!
It seems to be in the back all of a sudden!
Du Lai was horrified, ran a few steps, and hid behind a pile of straw next to him!
Not long after squatting down, I heard the sound of the wheels creaking—
A skinny old woman, pushing a trolley, walked step by step from the corner of the house!
Du Lai's nerves were all tense, he lowered his body lower, and stared at the old woman without blinking!
It was dark in the rainy night, and I couldn't see the old woman's face. I just thought she was very old, very old... She had a hunched back and was as thin as firewood. A few strands of white hair were scattered on her shoulders. She walked stiffly and staggeringly, not like a living person.
The scooter was also rotten, soaked with rain, and muddy, as if it had been dug out of the dirt.
The trolley was covered with a straw mat that was also soaked. Under the straw mat, there was a faint skeleton.
—There is a daughter, Mrs. Li, who transported the corpse from the east of the village to the west of the village, and then transported the corpse from the west of the village to the east of the village, day after day, without seeing her.
If it is reasoned based on the script of the opera mentioned by Fu Miaoxue, then the old woman pushing the trolley in front of her is Mrs. Li, and the corpse on the trolley is Mrs. Li's husband.
Du Lai held his breath and watched the old woman push the scooter over.
As she walked, she sang, her voice was hoarse, and it was hard to imagine that such a tone could travel so far, from the village to the backyard of the old scholar.
However, in the game, no matter how bizarre things happen, it is not bizarre.
Du Lai waited on the spot for a while, making sure that the voice was far enough away, got up quietly, and quickly returned to the old scholar's house.
…
During the time that Du Lai was away, Fu Miaoxue had been with Shen Mo and Bai Youwei, and she didn't mind being a light bulb. It's better to be a light bulb than to be alone in the house.
Bai Youwei asked her curiously: "Actually, in your situation, you have died once, why are you still so afraid of ghosts?"
"I died once, but I didn't turn into a ghost." Fu Miaoxue said with disgust, "I just turned into a doll!"
"Becoming a doll... So you lost the game?" Bai Youwei asked, "Is it a game you played with your boyfriend?"
"No." Fu Miaoxue shook her head and said lightly, "I entered the game alone, I am not as lucky as you guys, I entered the test game."
"In the test game, I know something... I heard that none of the people who entered the test game came out alive." Bai Youwei said slowly.
She remembered what the bunny had said.
It said that there are a lot of bugs and bugs in the test games, so it is almost impossible to clear the level, and even players who have cleared the level will not be able to survive.
-It's like dropping a group of rabbits into an unfinished experimental cabin. Even if a rabbit survives the experiment, is it qualified to survive
Thinking about it now, the bunny-headed people never seem to be stingy about telling them about the game system. Other inspectors either cover it up or don't mention it at all...
Why does it do this? Is it privileged enough, or... it has another purpose