There is no solution to this problem, it is obvious.
The inverted ghost couldn't help feeling sad, but for the sake of his own life, he could only bite the bullet and walk around Gu Mozhi. He deliberately detoured from the farthest route, staying as far away from Gu Mozhi as possible.
However, it was of no use.
Gu Mozhi stood by the door, no matter how careful he was when he went out, he would still pass him by. And this short one-second contact allowed Gu Mozhi to succeed smoothly.
The players who have been paying close attention to this side suddenly saw Gu Mozhi's hands, as if grabbing something from a ghost, and thought they were dazzled for a while. In particular, Gu Mozhi held the bead in his mouth with a righteous face, he didn't look like he had done anything shameful, which made everyone think that he was wrong.
The handstand ghost trembled, hesitated to speak, but dared not ask Gu Mozhi to return his beads. In the end, he had no choice but to leave with a face full of anger, "walking" slowly, like an old man who has been deeply hit.
When everyone heard the heavy "dong", they only felt a sharp pain in their scalps.
This night, like last night, there were no more moths in the second half of the night.
At dawn the next day, everyone hurried out. Because of what happened yesterday, no one dared to stay in the mourning hall. Only Gu Mozhi took the little girl to bed for a sleep as usual, and before going to bed, he threw the ghost beads he got last night into his mouth, chewed them slowly, and swallowed them.
Jian Linglong looked at it greedily, envious.
Gu Mozhi asked maliciously, "Want to eat?"
The little girl nodded.
Gu Mozhi reached out and rubbed her head, and said earnestly: "If you want to eat, you can grab it yourself, and you will have enough food and clothing by yourself."
"..."
Wanting to snatch the rations from the teacher's mouth is a long way to go. Jian Linglong realized that it was impossible for her unreliable teacher to give up her delicious food, so it was better for her to give up this naive extravagant hope as soon as possible.
Well, next time, she must be the first to get the ghost beads!
Everyone finally gained something in the town during the day. Although the gain was not much, it was better than asking nothing all day yesterday. Maybe the townspeople have gradually accepted them, so they told them a lot about the deceased in the mourning hall.
In the evening, everyone gathered to exchange information.
No fool would hide information at this moment, after all, they still know how much they have. Fenmao is an idiot if he doesn't hug his four thick thighs. Rather than guessing by himself, it's better to tell them all the news and let them analyze it.
There are big guys who don't use it for nothing, so why bother to guess it by yourself
Some people think that if they can "solve the puzzle" alone, there might be some generous rewards after clearing the level. But I can only think about it daydreaming, now that I can't protect myself, it's good to be able to pass the level alive, what more bicycles are needed.
However, Gu Mozhi obviously had no interest in solving puzzles, he leaned against the corner to get sleepy, and let the three of them discuss the background story there. They agreed that the story should give them some hints that would help "Final Showdown."
Judging from the current situation, there should be no need to worry too much in the first six days. As long as they have the courage to help those guests finish their incense well, they can survive until the last day. The main reason is that on the first seven days, when the souls of the dead return home, they may need to deal with the dead.
The deceased was not a guest, so of course the night could not be fooled by entertaining guests. So if you want to live safely until you pass the level, you have to use your brains more.
"But there are too few materials." Jian Linglong looked distressed.
The townspeople only said that this old widow is the only one left in this family, and after the old man died, he didn't even have a son or grandson who fell into mourning. The old man didn't have much ability during his life, and he has been sitting on the mountain and living on his previous savings. Apart from being very skinny, he was no different from many old people in the town. He smoked, drank and idled, wandered around the town with his hands behind his back to join in the fun, and liked to scold passing leather children with his airs.
The college girl joked, "Why don't you burn some cigarettes and alcohol for him?"
"Smoke is okay, but how do you burn wine? Once it burns, it catches fire." Fen Mao was speechless.
"Hey, I said it casually too."
Waiting until dark like this gag, everyone shut up. It's time to choose the night watchman again, this time Fenmao is no longer stupid, and it's thankless to take the initiative to make trouble, so just leave it alone. This group of people can do whatever they want, as long as he takes care of himself.
I thought that after what happened yesterday, these players would be guilty and choose to go back to the house to sleep. After all, the incident of being almost crushed to death yesterday is still vivid in my memory. If Gu Mo hadn't watched enough of the show to stop the ghost, there would definitely be casualties among them.
Although no one has died now, there are also many bruises and small wounds under various bumps and bumps, but no one cares about these things at the moment.
However, Fenmao waited for a long time and did not see anyone suggesting to go back to the house to sleep, let alone urging them to choose the night watchman. This shows that they still decided to stay in the mourning hall, even if there is danger here.
"What do they think?" Fenmao frowned.
The girl shook her head helplessly: "Don't even think about it. If they go back to sleep and halfway through their sleep a ghost knocks them down, won't they be sure to die? Here at least we can be sure when the ghost will come, and we can rest assured after sending the ghost away. It’s not so simple in the house, and no one can tell when the ghost will choose to visit.”
Gu Mozhi guessed that there would be no danger after falling asleep, but this was just a guess. No fool here is big enough to risk his life to verify this guess, so the safest choice is to stay here. In case of any danger, at least they can avoid it immediately.
This group of players has nothing else in themselves, except that when their vital interests are at stake, they seldom make stupid choices.
"Forget it, leave them alone." Fenmao snorted coldly.
Everything after that was like a repeat of the previous two nights, and the system still announced that everyone would watch the night together. This time everyone knew that ghosts would only come at two or three o'clock in the morning, and those who were more serious would go to bed first.
Anyway, every time before the ghost appears, there will be a noise reminder, no matter how bad it is, other players will wake people up. They take a nap to refresh their spirits and don't delay things.
I haven't slept well in the past two nights. If I don't rest, I'm afraid that the hardened people will not be able to hold on.
In the middle of the night, the guests arrived as expected.
"Da, da, da." There was a crisp sound when the wooden blocks collided with the stone road, and someone slowly approached.
Jian Linglong was already very proficient, she was awakened by the scent again, and then voluntarily ran to the door to take a look, and then ran back to report: "A female ghost in ancient costume came, her face was painted pale, it looks like An opera singer. She even held an umbrella, and she was quite clean."
Gu Mozhi nodded after listening, and commented: "Finally, I have learned well."
Going out without an umbrella on a rainy day, the two ghosts before were too careless. The phantom ghost who came this time was a bit better, but he didn't know whether the other party's umbrella was standard equipment, or he bought it on his own initiative after hearing about Gu Mozhi's devilishness.
Because of Jian Linglong's voice, the players woke up one after another. They got up with a grunt and stared at the door vigilantly.
After last night, no one dared to take chances anymore. Although Gu Mozhi finally rescued them, it was too late. If he still dawdled like this today, and they were unlucky enough to avoid it, and give their life here for nothing, it would be too wronged.
However, they were stronger than others, and they did not dare to make any comments to Gu Mozhi. That guy is not even afraid of ghosts, how could they have the guts to accuse others.
Sometimes wicked people are much scarier than evil spirits, isn't there a saying... evil spirits are afraid of evil people
Everyone secretly watched Gu Mozhi's every move from the corner of their eyes, and their bodies were tense, as if they were facing an enemy. In case this man gets violent suddenly, they won't be enough for him.
"Da, da, da." The embroidered shoes at the bottom of the flower pot still stepped on the ground unhurriedly, and slowly came to the gate of the mourning hall maintaining an elegant pace. Jian Linglong looked over curiously. The sky was too dark and the rain was affecting her sight. She didn't see the other person's appearance clearly. She only vaguely realized that the other party was a singer. Now she can finally take a good look at it.
Some people are so beautiful that even with thick white powder, they can't hide their demeanor. The female opera ghost in front of me is, no, maybe he is a male ghost, after all, in ancient times, most opera singers were slender and good-looking men.
Since the other party has breasts, Jian Linglong regards her as a female ghost for the time being.
The play ghost stopped in front of the door, she stretched her body, put away the paper umbrella, and stood by the door. Then he showed Gu Mozhi his dry clothes carefully, expressing that he really loved being clean.
Gu Mozhi nodded in satisfaction: "Come in."
"Thank you sir." She took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped the rainwater off the soles of her shoes before entering the door.
In fact, her attire today is not Qing Dynasty attire, but she still wears shoes with flower pot bottoms. At first, everyone didn't understand why, they only thought it was the female ghost's special habit, and now they realized it. Because the bottom of the flower pot has a small area in contact with the ground, it is not easy to wet the upper when walking in the rain, and it is also more convenient to wipe.
That is, it is easy to wrestle. It's not easy to walk in rainy days, and if she still wears these shoes, if she is not an actor with a particularly strong balance ability, she might have fallen N dogs and gnawed mud along the way. When the time comes, you will be covered in dirty water, and you can imagine how tragic the scene will be.
The college girl imagined the scene where she took a step and fell, and almost couldn't hold back her laughter. But even though she didn't laugh out loud in front of her, she still pulled Jian Linglong to hide behind, whispered and shared her brain supplement.
Jian Linglong: "..." Hahahahahahaha!
To be honest, she was really looking forward to this scene.
Different from the college girls who spread their thinking beyond the Milky Way, other players only had one expression when they saw the scene of the female ghost polishing the soles: it was hard to say.
These days, even ghosts have become so stupid