"Wait a minute." Mojie rubbed his fingers at the base of the mountain, "Is it really Widow Du's husband we carried over?"

"It's him." Bai Qiuye said, "When Du He arranged the work, he mentioned the name of the corpse, which was Du Youfu."

Others may not remember this detail, but she repeated it many times, and in her memory, it was clear.

"Then what's going on?" The man with a headband couldn't help looking around, as if someone was hiding in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Time is disordered." Liu He said.

"Um?"

"Twenty years ago, twenty years later, time overlapped." Liu He explained.

"You mean this copy has two timelines." Mojie pushed the mirror frame, "It makes sense to explain this way."

"No wonder Widow Du's house has only red candles on the second floor and posted the word "Happy", but there are tributes on the first floor to worship ghosts." The man with a headband said, "If it was the wedding night upstairs twenty years ago and the Zhongyuan Festival downstairs twenty years later, it would make sense.

Bai Qiuye suddenly felt shocked when she heard this. She didn't expect that a copy she had been there for thirteen years would make such an amazing discovery.

They turned back from Master Wang and encountered a ghost hitting a wall, the strange houses next to the street proved this.

That is a strange phenomenon formed after two time lines overlap.

"Who is this person in red?" said the man in the headband. The last record of the notes was a year ago, which proved that the timeline of this person was not twenty years ago. "Why did he die in the well with this record?"

Hearing his words, Bai Qiuye's eyes fell on the face of the corpse wearing a red shroud.

This face looks like a steamed bun soaked in water, and the skin stretches into a thin layer, like completely wet white parchment paper, which can faintly reveal the muscle texture underneath.

The bloated and inactive expanding muscles give people a creepy look.

Although the corpse is like spoiled pork and even loses the texture of meat, it still leaves indelible traces.

"Why is the touch of this corpse so strange?" Seeing that the corpse had no tendency to cheat, the man with the hairband was bold enough to poke the surface of his body with a branch.

I saw branches penetrate the skin and penetrate into the swollen muscles.

The sound made seemed to pierce dozens of white paper that were soaked together.

"He has been made into paper," Liu He said, "it should have exceeded 50."

A ding-dong sounded in Bai Qiuye's head, as if he had finished watching one after another.

Paper-based, another match.

"Now there are finally paper clues, not headless flies." Mojie said, "Time disorder does not affect our work. Just complete it in the right place and in the right time."

They took Du Youfu's body out of the well, but found that the body that was obviously dead was so rotten that it could not see what it looked like.

The corpse is like stewed soft chicken. You can easily peel the bones with a stroke with a bone-clearing knife.

The man in the headband asked in shock: "Did it be soaked so quickly?"

Even if it is soaked in industrial alkali, it is unreasonable to soak the muscles and fascia so quickly.

Bai Qiuye asked: "Will the timeline in the underground change?"

Mo Jie was stunned: "It's possible."

They endured the disgust and moved Du Youfu's body to the stream.

This stream divides the foot of the mountain into two halves, they are in the south and the other half is in the north.

When they came to the stream, the picture in the live broadcast room suddenly moved away. The audience saw that the stream where Bai Qiuye and the others were located was curved, like the middle line of yin and yang in Tai Chi symbols.

Half yang, half yin.

The corpse oil lamp lit by Bai Qiuye and the others lit up lit up with a fluorescent fire, but it was so small that it could be swallowed by the darkness immediately.

The space divided by the stream water is like two worlds.

The huge rocks on the shore seemed like ghosts lurking here, and strange-shaped aquatic plants spread ashore.

On one side, it withered and old like death, like an unknown night in the rumored old generation, shrouded in faded mist.

At this moment, the same light was on the other side that even Leng Yue could not penetrate. And it approached Bai Qiuye and the others like a magnet.

The audience in the live broadcast room was creepy, and the barrage on the screen was frozen for a long time.

The light looked very similar to the light emitted by the corpse oil lamp.

What exactly is it?

In the dungeon, Bai Qiuye and the others were unaware of the extra lights.

"Soak the corpse in stagnant water, wash the bones in living water. It is extremely fierce and resentful, so I will avoid it when I burn the lamp." Mojie looked at them, "Wash the bones or carry the lamp, choose it yourself."

"Bone washing is to cleanse the resentment and let the dead rest in peace." Chen Chen guessed, "You said Widow Du asked us to wash the bones of her husband. Is it because her husband died unjustly?"

"Did Du Youfu be killed by her?" Chen Chen felt that he had found the blind spot of the whole story. "The ghost who was killed by someone is more powerful than the ghost who died because of an accident. Our skilled Du Youfu will definitely turn into a corpse. Damn, damn-"

"He died on the night of his wedding. The Red Incident turned into a white Incident. The great joy and sorrow were extreme emotions. It was normal to become a ghost." Mo Jie said helplessly, "and the note also said that the Lanting can be avoided."

"but--"

"Anyway, I have to choose the same job. Look at Bai Ye, she is only level 1, and she is not as afraid of death." Mo Jie turned his head and saw Bai Qiuye sticking something to his body, his movements were neat and neat, without hesitation.

It is a rectangular piece of paper, with some red marks like ghost-painted peach talismans on it.

Mojie was stunned.

What's that thing?

He opened the terminal and identified what was on Bai Qiuye's hand.

A prompt appears on the terminal.

[A casual drawing of peace talisman: The extremely ugly peace talisman is similar to the one drawn with your feet, and has a certain effect on resisting evil spirits. The superposition effect remains unchanged.]

Moje: ""

Sorry, he said it wrong.

Bai Qiuye is the one who fears the most, and they all use defensive objects.

'Her defensive objects must have been given by someone else. I have only saved up six defensive objects in the past six months. I will never use them easily until the crisis of life and death. She really doesn't know that the food is expensive, so she just uses them casually. Tsk, but she still has no experience to mess with the goods.'

Thinking of this, Mojie showed a look of regret, just like the high-quality games in the previous games that were all done in educational geniuses.

"Bai Ye, sticking your peace talisman is equivalent to using it, and the money will be spent on the blade-"

Mojie was halfway through his words and stopped.

Bai Qiuye was still continuing the movement just now, and was crazy about sticking talisman paper.

How many pictures do she want to post?

By the way, are there too many special props?

And is it necessary to post so much?

Didn’t it mean that the effect remains unchanged after superposition use?!

Bai Qiuye was already covered with talisman paper on the front, back and left and right of the body, looking like a walking yellow paper vassal.

Mojie and the other two stood beside her, and they all felt a strong sense of security.

After posting the last picture, she let out a long sigh: "Okay."

Even Liu He, whose emotions were not easy to fluctuate, opened his mouth wide and stared at the talisman paper on Bai Qiuye's body.

Bai Qiuye looked up and saw them staring at him, asking, "What are you watching me do?"

Chen Chen looked at the peace talisman on Bai Qiuye's body, his eyes glowed green.

The only defense he had used was used before, and now he felt as insecure as stripping naked on the road.

Bai Qiuye is like a walking fortress wearing a composite anti-vibration alloy armor.

Chen Chen: "You, why do you post so many of your peace talismans?"

Bai Qiuye: "What if it suddenly gets windy and rainy and blows away? I'll be more insurance."

Mojie and the other three: ""

How come it suddenly became windy and rainy!

Are you thinking too much!!!

Chen Chen asked with difficulty: "Do you know how precious the defense is?"

Bai Qiuye: "Of course I know, didn't you say that before?"

She felt that Chen Chen was mocking her.

On the way here, Mojie explained that there were three special props in the dungeon, all of which were rarely seen and rare.

She was trapped in this dungeon for thirteen years, and there was no chance to get that precious prop.

Although she could pick up a lot of rags in every loop, she could barely use them in this copy.

But just like in a game, there are low-level blue-green equipment, and there are also high-level top-quality equipment with few high-level explosion rates.

For her, the Ping An Talisman is a bad street equipment that can only be used in the level 1 dungeon, and it is not the same as the best props that Mojie and the others pursue.
To be continued...