Being doused with wine, even if the BOSS is indeed an alcoholic, obviously he will not be happy. It didn't even have the mood to drink the glob of liquid in its hand, and angrily threw the wine ball aside, splashing water all over the floor. Then he stared at Gu Mozhi and started attacking frantically.
Obviously, with the zombie's necrotic cerebellum, it is impossible to imagine who made this sacrificial wine for it. So it stared dead fish-eyed, identified the guy in front of him who had injured him dozens of times, and took him for surgery.
Gu Mozhi didn't care, and continued to sneak up on the boss. On the contrary, the pressure on Fenmao and the others has doubled, because they have no extra wine available, and obviously the trick of offering wine can no longer be used, otherwise it will only aggravate the anger of the boss.
Jian Linglong was very sorry: "I didn't expect that the wine that was spilled later would hit the zombie's head. If I had known, I wouldn't have done it."
Everyone can't blame her. After all, they are people who have never sacrificed wine to the dead. Let them do it. Maybe they will do more unbelievable actions.
"Now think of a way to remedy it." The college girl comforted, "Isn't there still tobacco? Try that again."
"How do you get dry smoke?" Everyone was more cautious this time, not daring to do it lightly.
Fenmao looked at it for a while, and said, "Don't you usually burn things to ghosts? Why don't you try to burn this bong?"
"...the bottom is metal." The girl reminded.
Only the bottom part of the bong where the cut tobacco is placed is a metal "horn mouth", while the rest of the pipe is made of wood. If it is burned, at most the wood will be burned, and the metal will not be able to do anything.
If you can't burn a full set, who knows what will happen
Fenmao gritted her teeth: "Burn! There is no other way now, what else can I do except burn it? What if it is burned together? This is a supernatural copy, and everything is possible."
College girls don’t think it’s so outrageous that this kind of non-flammable metal can be burned here, but there’s really no other way, so they can only bite the bullet and give it a try.
Everyone came to the wall with their bongs. There were many lamp sockets and other things on the wall here, but instead of lighting oil lamps, white candles were inserted. It's a bit tall, but fortunately Fenmao is so tall that he can reach it on tiptoe.
He waited for a long time holding the bong, and finally lit the bong. A ghostly green flame was ignited on the bong, and there was actually a ghost fire that was different from ordinary flames. Moreover, this is not a will-o'-the-wisp burning with white phosphorus, but a serious "will-o-wisp", which burns the wood of the bong in a few seconds.
And then... it's gone...
It seems that will-o'-the-wisps can't burn metal. Everyone was lost in thought.
They didn't even dare to look at the zombie over there, they could figure out with their toes, what would appear in the zombie's hand after a while.
Only Jian Linglong turned her head and looked over, just in time to see a piece of bong appearing in the zombie's hand. The zombie paused again, picked up the bong and looked at it for a while, showing nostalgic and joyful expressions.
Yes, this is its bong!
Then, it carefully put the cigarette holder to its mouth, and took a sip intoxicated.
-no taste.
It suddenly opened its eyes wide and stared at the place where the tobacco was placed under the bong, and it remembered that it hadn't put any tobacco. However, firstly, there is no tobacco in it now, and secondly, even if there is, there is nothing in the place where the tobacco is placed. This bong is incomplete and cannot smoke at all.
"... Aww!" the zombie howled angrily.
Several players shrank their necks together, not knowing what to do.
"It seems that this trick won't work either." The young man said dryly, trying to ease the atmosphere.
Jian Linglong looked sympathetically at her own teacher who was being treated as a human sandbag by the crazy boss, and by the way admired the teacher's agility in reaching out, but she was never attacked. Then he turned his head and continued to discuss the solution with the others.
Listening to them scratching their heads and discussing for a long time without saying anything, Jian Linglong couldn't help feeling a little anxious. If she didn't work harder to get rid of the boss, she would be sprayed all over her body by those stinky blood.
She bit her lip and thought carefully for a long time, looking for a way to break the situation this time. Suddenly, she felt blessed in her heart: "Speaking of which, zombies have entities, right?"
Everyone nodded in unison, not knowing why she asked this.
Jian Linglong wiped her face, and said helplessly and angrily: "So it's not a ghost that can't be seen or touched. Why do we burn things to it? It can touch the entity, so just hand him the bong. Is it over?"
As for whether zombies can smoke or not, that's beyond her control.
Her words woke everyone up instantly.
Yeah, zombies have a body, why do they have to burn things to it? If you just threw the bong directly, wouldn't the zombie be satisfied
The novice dungeon is supposed to be a simple dungeon, and the solution to this round is also very simple, that is, to offer wine jars and bong tobacco, and let the zombies drink and smoke happily. When it is satisfied, it will automatically lie back in the coffin, and the soul will leave the body and they will pass the test.
Unexpectedly, this group of players forcibly played the simple dungeon to hell difficulty.
Now that the wine is spilled, the pipe is broken, and things are back to the original point, what are they going to do
"Then we can only get another bong." The woman who hadn't said anything hesitated for a while, and then said, "It can get what we burn for it, so make one yourself that can burn all of it." The pipe was dropped. There is no way to make up for the wine, but the pipe is okay."
The others looked at her expectantly: "How?"
The woman smiled: "I think you are all quite young, and you may not have had much contact with ancestor worship, so you didn't turn your head around for a while. Think about it, don't you all like to burn paper money and gold?" Yuanbao? Nowadays, many people are still very fashionable, making houses and cars out of paper and burning them to ancestors. So I thought, or we can also make a pipe out of paper.”
Her words provided everyone with a new way of thinking—although there are no real objects now, there are still virtual objects. As she said, no matter whether it is a physical body or an incorporeal body, they can be handed over to the boss in a certain way, so it is better to continue to use this.
The problem is, none of them know how to make paper bongs.
The young man hesitated for a moment: "It's okay for me to draw, how about I draw one with paper, then cut it out and burn it to the boss?"
"I think it's ok!" The tenth-level handicapped female college student who can only draw stick figures was the first to agree, and immediately ran to find a pen and paper.
It is not easy to find paper and pens in the mourning hall, but fortunately there are incense ash and extra yellow paper here. During the day, the NPC townspeople would burn the yellow paper when they came to pay tribute to the funeral, but because ghosts can't do this, everyone ignored the yellow paper that was placed there, but now it can be used to make up for it.
Without pen and ink, he could only use incense ashes instead. Xiaonian dipped his fingers in the little bit of liquor left on the wine jar, then dipped in incense ashes, and drew on the yellow paper. However, because the conditions were too bad, the bong he drew was really strange. Except for the similar shape to the real one just now, there was no similarity at all in other places.
Xiaonian was also very guilty: "The time is too tight, and the incense ash is not easy to use, so I can't modify it in detail, so this is the only way."
Everyone nodded to show their understanding, but it was really hard to see that it was a bong. I was worried that after burning the boss, I would not know what it was, and that would be troublesome.
Jian Linglong gave full play to her teacher's fine traditions, and came up with a bad idea: "Why don't you write the word 'bong' on the body of the bong? Anyway, it's just like that when it's burned, and there's no way to restore the bong of the boss. , and don’t care about two more words.”
"..." This proposal seemed reasonable at first glance, although everyone felt that something was wrong, but the young man still made a move. Right now they don't have time to think about it carefully, they can only touch the dead mouse blindly, maybe it will work.
Thinking of the previous situation, Fenmao temporarily added: "Draw some more shredded tobacco, or you won't be able to smoke."
"okay!"
The little young man drew a thick cigarette piece repeatedly, and wrote the word "cigarette piece" on it in a childlike manner, and plausibly said that he would pull the shredded tobacco off the top when he asked the boss to smoke it. Such a large slice should be enough to smoke for a long time.
Jian Linglong was a little puzzled: "Is the shredded tobacco torn into strips?"
"It's not important." Who cares about it now, "It's almost enough."
"If it's an emergency, don't worry about the details." Fenmao also agreed with him, and then handed the yellow paper with the drawing to the girl, and asked her to tear off the bong and cigarette pieces on it.
There are no scissors here, so they can only be torn by hand. But he felt that a rough man like himself might tear up the painting, so it would be better to give it to a careful girl to do it.
The girl started to do it without saying anything, and carefully tore off the two complete paintings. Afterwards, Fenmao took it and put it on the candle to light it, watching it be instantly burned to ashes by the green flame.
Everything was ready, and everyone looked at the zombie anxiously, wondering if it would work this time.
A few seconds later, a paper-thin bong and a perfunctory-looking smoke sheet appeared in the hands of the zombie. There were four words written on it, fearing that people with deep myopia would be surprised. Can see what is written.
The zombie froze instantly.
The things are "real" things, and after they are burned, they change from paintings to real objects, but because they are two-dimensional paintings, what appear is also two-dimensional real objects. This means that this thing is still useless, and the "smoke sheet" can be burned to give off a little smoke smell. But judging by the thickness, it is estimated that it will not burn a few times.
Seeing this scene, everyone froze.
After finishing the ball, the zombie was completely offended.
The boss was really mad with anger, it even started to use its necrotic brain, and found that the culprit who just teased him three times in a row was not the bastard in front of him who had been fighting with him for a long time, but the five little shrimps hiding in the corner . The evidence is the fragments of yellow paper scattered around them, and the censer belonging to it that was smuggled over at an unknown time!
It's fine to tease it, and steal his incense burner and yellow paper! Is it tolerable or unbearable! ! It will tear them raw! ! !