Yan Xingchen's eyes were certain.

He just said "Save me" for this thing, so how could he choose not to use it?

He lowered his head, wrapped himself with Jincai Source with one hand, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

He thought and directly chose to use it immediately.

[Players choose to use skills. Please note that after the skill is turned on, every second of use will consume 10 protected values. You now have 165 protected values, and you can use up to 165 seconds.]

[The "Little White Face" skill has been enabled.]

[The player's current force value is 418, and his mind force value is 260.]

Cai Niang took another step forward to Yan Xingchen.

She was clearly standing, but she was floating on the ground without feet.

The rotten smell in the air and her movements moved forward, accompanied by rampant black hair, wrapped around Yan Xingchen tightly.

Jin Shei guarded the last inch in front of Yan Xingchen, and the golden thread trembled violently, obviously he had already begun to lose his strength.

The dirty person smiled ferociously.

The laughter hits people's eardrums.

The cold air attached to the skin, mixed with an unpleasant odor, as if he was already in hell.

In a small inch of land where even a ray of light could not be penetrated, Yan Xingchen leaned against the wall, his wrist stopped, and Jinkeng trembled for a moment and softened instantly.

——His last trump card has been removed!

The long black hair and the surrounding water vapor waited for a long time, and rushed towards Yan Xingchen almost at the same time when the golden thread softened.

The sharp laughter became increasingly rampant, echoing crescendily in this small place

Everything around it seemed like eating Yan Xingchen alive.

Not far away, Cen Yiyi's shouts overlapped with the sound of footsteps that were approaching quickly from someone.

The moment when the long black hair was about to touch Yan Xingchen's body.

Yan Xingchen raised his eyes.

Jin Shei, who was sluggishly falling back, slid across his palms, and a sharp pain came from his palms. He took a breath of cold air, frowned slightly, but didn't say a word.

The golden tear was stained with the blood that flowed out of the palm quickly, and threw it out at an extremely fast speed, rushing straight to the top of the water ghost skull.

He moved too fast and too suddenly, his long black hair suddenly stopped, and the laughter of the water ghost stopped abruptly.

His blood was born to restrain these impure things, and wherever he swept, the ghost energy was completely dissipated.

In the midst of lightning, the golden thread had already pierced into the dirty thing's head!

The golden thread also had a huge force. After piercing through the water ghost's head, it directly hit the dirty thing.

The evil thoughts on Jindie became particularly dense as Yan Xingchen's strength grew, forcing the Yin Qi to retreat, and the long black hair of the water ghost hurriedly retreated.

【Skill has been used for 1 second.】

The overwhelming long hair spreads.

The moonlight fell on the young man's face again, illuminating the madness and murderous intent that filled his dark eyes.

Under the influence of exponential evil thoughts, he smiled, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more fierce.

As soon as Jin Shei defeated the water ghost, he pulled it back to the thread and manipulated it out again. He actively wrapped the long black hair that was unknown, and threw the water ghost against the wall ahead with its long hair.

“——Bang!”

The force was so strong that the doors on one side of the compartment were swayed back and forth by the airflow.

At this moment, Yan Xingchen and the Water Ghost were in direct contact and directly felt that he and the Water Ghost Phantom were almost the same at this time.

But his actions were even more ruthless than this ghost, and he caught such dirty things off guard.

The dirty thing was still full of pride, but now it was beaten to the point of being embarrassed by Yan Xingchen, and his long black hair was knotted in a mess.

【Skill has been used for 2 seconds.】

Yan Xingchen's fingertips were cold, and a fine pain came from his palm, blood was flowing, and the smell of blood stimulated his nose.

The thing cried and his ghostly aura churned.

Before the long hair and water vapor collided with Jinshe for the third time, a melodious sound of bamboo flute suddenly came from outside.

The sound of the flute seemed to be not far away, and the flute player was walking steadily and slowly approaching.

The song is not aggressive at all, but is just deliberately bluffing just to tell the water ghost that someone is coming.

But it was because of this water ghost who was too smart that he realized in a moment that Yan Xingchen had a helper and didn't want to stay.

The next moment, the "Cai Niang" suddenly disappeared, and a large strand of wet black hair floated where it was.

--I see!

The phantom of last night was just a strand of hair, but today it was a whole strand of hair that attacked him.

As the strand of hair floated, it was about to float to the faucet that was still dripping with water.

Yan Xingchen felt cruel and threw the golden tear out in his hand again, and without hesitation, wrapped around the hair that was about to escape.

The yin energy on the wet long hair rushed to him again along Jin Shei. However, he did not take back Jin Shei to protect him, but instead hid and carried the yin energy around him.

He pulled his fingers and Jin Chei pulled off a small part of his long hair.

The remaining large strand of long hair immediately turned into a rich ghost energy, penetrated into the faucet, and disappeared.

If there is a live broadcast perspective at this moment, that scene just now will be enough to be due to the storm of the newcomer zone forum - the first copy of the newcomer has never been worried about being afraid of being in front of the dungeon ghosts. When will the dungeon ghosts escape in front of the same player several times?

Yan Xingchen saw that the thing disappeared in an instant. He paused slightly and withdrew his skills. The force of his fingers loosened. Jin Shei returned to his hand with a small strand of hair that had just been pulled off.

He stared at the hair in his hands, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The water ghost phantom that had turned into a long hair just now was so powerful. Where is the true body of the water ghost?

In the story Lin Qiaoxue learned, Cai Niang's long hair twitched the ground, and her black hair was unknown...

The system prompt sounded in Yan Xingchen's mind.

[Please note that since you resolved the attacks of the water ghost many times, the water ghost mark on your body has expired and turned into "Short-term disgust of the water ghost". Tonight, the water ghost will not want to have too much contact with you. Congratulations on becoming the last choice for the water ghost attack. Please note that "Short-term disgust of the water ghost" is only valid tonight, and this does not mean that you will not be attacked by ghosts, but the priority of your attacks by ghosts has temporarily become the lowest.]

[You have obtained the limited prop "Long Hair of Water Ghost" in the dungeon. The function of the prop: It can help players feel whether there is a water ghost within a radius of five meters. How to use: Players throw their long hair. If the long hair falls normally, the water ghost is not within the detection range; if the long hair disappears after being thrown, it means that the long hair feels that the water ghost is nearby and returns to the water ghost. Please note that this prop can only be used in the dungeon, and the prop will be invalid after one use. If the player has not used it, after the dungeon, this prop will also disappear with the dungeon after the dungeon. If you successfully use this prop in the dungeon and survive, after the dungeon, you will get a disposable ghost hair water grass that can carry out the dungeon.]

The props in this dungeon actually come with a one-time prop reward.

The yin energy dissipated.

The faucet is still oozing water bit by bit.

“Tick…”

“Tick tick…”

The surroundings have once again returned to death.

Yan Xingchen's mind was filled with negative emotions, and his incomplete soul was violently shaking. Now that he relaxed, he began to suppress his emotions.

He frowned, and the feeling of headache came from afar. If he didn't want to be influenced by the madness and violence, he could only rely on his own reason to suppress it, and what would accompany it would inevitably be a headache and dizziness for a period of time.

He leaned against the wall, suppressed his discomfort, and took Jin Che back into his pocket on the inside of his clothes.

He glanced at the water ghost's hair that was torn from his hand again.

Just now, when the water ghost figure approached, he saw a faint trace on the body and face of the thing. It was...

He smiled silently.

This is not a loss.

The sound of the bamboo flute stopped outside.

Someone kicked open the door of the public bathroom with force.

"Yan Xingchen!" Cen Yiyi ran in in surprise and walked to him and supported him, "Is it the water ghost here to kill you just now? What about the water ghost? What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

At the door, Qi Wushe took back his kicking foot, stood outside and played with the bamboo flute in his hand, saying regretfully: "There are no ghosts here - why is this ghost so cowardly?"

Yan Xingchen had a headache and had no intention of answering such a series of questions.

When Cen Yiyi saw blood on the corner of her mouth, she went down and saw his bloody hands, she was even more panicked: "You, are you injured?"

He is rarely cared for so eagerly, and he is at a loss for a moment.

After a while, he put in a sentence: "It's okay..."

When he first fought with the water ghost, he was hit by the ghost energy and he caused the wound on his palm. If there was something wrong, it should be Cai Niang who had something wrong.

His original intention was to let Cen Yiyi not have to worry, but he was already having a severe headache at this moment and was indeed injured just now. When he spoke, his voice became hoarse and weak.

It doesn't seem like it's okay.

Cen Yiyi listened and became even more anxious.

"He is still breathing, he can't die." The man at the door said that, raising his hand but threw something at Yan Xingchen.

Yan Xingchen took it in his hand and looked it, and felt it looked familiar.

"Huh," Cen Yiyi also glanced, "Isn't this Scar's treatment prop?"

Yan Xingchen: "..."

It really fits the character of this "living Bodhisattva" who wants to get some money wherever he goes.

"It sounds nice," he whispered in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Thank you not only for the healing props. The sound of the bamboo flute just now must have been Qi Wuhuai's handwriting.

Now it seems that in the morning, Qi Wushe used ghosts to attack the bamboo-cutting flute he left behind, for this purpose.

The sound of the bamboo flute itself is not aggressive, and its only function is to let the water ghost know that the person who played the bamboo flute was approaching.

But that's enough.

Because he was attacked by the bamboo tube all night last night but still alive, only Qi Wushe, the water ghost has hidden around them and observed their every move, must know that only Qi Wushe will be the one who plays the bamboo flute. Rather than saying that the sound of the bamboo flute made the water ghost retreat and take back the phantom, it is better to say that the water ghost knows that Qi Wushe, a player who is difficult to deal with, is approaching.

Yan Xingchen suddenly doubled his strength at that time. If Qi Wuhe came again, his long hair would not have been able to get it anyway, so he would naturally run away in panic.

The sound of the flute actually came just right.

Although Yan Xingchen activated his skill just now, even if he dispersed a phantom of his long hair, he would be seriously damaged. At that time, the water ghost in his anger saw that he was in poor condition, and he might appear directly in his true body.

Not only that, this water ghost will become stronger and stronger.

If you want to kill the water ghost, you may still have to use incense ash during the day.

So it is not worth it to waste too much protected value now. Now he has obtained more clues and has also let the water ghost retreat voluntarily. He has not used too much protected value, which is really the best situation.

Thinking of this, after Yan Xingchen used up the props for treating trauma, he opened his information panel.

He wanted to see how much protection is left.

The player only needs to reach half of the time when using the skill for the first time. This time he can activate the skill by being protected by 150 this time, and next time he must have a protected value of more than 300 before he can activate it.

He had a headache just now and didn't pay attention to the changes in the values ​​in this area.

It took him about two seconds, and the protected value should be 145 left. He still needs to accumulate more than 150 protected value before he uses it next time.

The skill panel that he can see pops up.

Yan Xingchen's expression paused, his pale face flashed through the vastness, and the crazy thoughts in his eyes faded away and were filled with amazement.

——Why is this protected value more than 200?

-

Except for the protected values ​​from Qi Wushe and Cen Yiyi in the dungeon, the protected values ​​that were quickly accumulated all come from Cen Yiyi's perspective in the live broadcast room.

After Li Jiuze's dungeon was over, some of the audiences who briefly went to see how Li Jiuze broke the deadlock returned to the live broadcast room number 392377.

In addition to them, many players who had been in the live broadcast room of Li Jiuze's copy were also wandering around the homepage and began to select the next copy that can be used to analyze and watch.

Among such a large number of people, some people also entered the live broadcast room of Yan Xingchen’s copy.

[I heard that there is a newcomer here who broke Li Jiuze's record? Which one is it? Why do I look at it from the live broadcast perspective? It's very ordinary.]

[Not among these perspectives. The newcomer has not been on the live view for a whole day. I don’t know if he has a trump card or is he too weak and is afraid that he will not increase his fans if he watches too much.]

[What do you care about a frail and sick newcomer? This copy is obviously because of the live broadcast of the person who goes to the dead. You must know that as long as the person who goes to the dead with survival potential, they are all perverts.]

[The strong are worth paying attention to, but it is also interesting to watch Yan Xingchen. Who doesn’t like the great beauty who knows how to rely on the strong? If he can get out of this copy alive, I would like to ask if he would like to follow me. I am very happy to keep a brainy pet.]

[Little clever? Pet? I laughed. How many pounds did you break the record? Just because he broke the record twice and his appearance, even if he wanted to hold his thighs, he would not be an ordinary player.]

[I hope he can rely on me, but I definitely don't like my strength.]

[…]

In the picture, the sky was getting darker and several players were still alive gathered together. Cen Yiyi and Qi Wushe found that Yan Xingchen had not appeared for a long time.

Qi Wushe listened carefully and pointed a direction for Cen Yiyi.

Then, deep in the corridor, a panic-stricken and frightened "Save me".

From Cen Yiyi's perspective, Qi Wushe was right next to her, and the place where the two were still some distance from the source of the sound.

Although the line of this voice was trembling violently, the clear voice could still be heard, and the distance between the inconspicuousness even brought the shout to a layer of helplessness.

Almost everyone can imagine the desperate and scared look of a young man calling for help.

As soon as this cry for help came, the number of people betting on Yan Xingchen's death began to grow rapidly in the live broadcast room - if the player bets in time before the player is about to die, even if the bet is short, it is very likely that he will get one or two keys.

Who doesn’t want the reward that falls from the sky?

[It's Yan Xingchen calling for help!?]

[Hahahaha, he is finally going to die. I have been betting that he will die from the beginning of the dungeon. After betting for so long, I will definitely get a lot of rewards! Will you be able to see his death in a while? I hope the water ghosts will show mercy, at least make him die a little better.]

[Now no one is next to him and let him win, he can only ask for help, but unfortunately, it's too late.]

[Oh my God why I'm not in the dungeon!! Let me save him!!]

[Qi Wushe and Cen Yiyi go quickly... Maybe there is still time...]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The moment He Mian heard this sound, he stood up nervously.

Is Yan Xingchen in danger?

It's already dark. Did the water ghost attack Yan Xingchen?

He is so fragile, if...

He Mian's breathing stagnated.

He couldn't even think about it.

He wanted to give Yan Xingchen a reward of props that can save his life, but he is just an ordinary player. Most of the audiences in the newcomer area are newcomers. He put all his fans together and could not reward ten thousand props that were enough to save his life.

He should have reported Yan Xingchen's existence to other people in the organization just now, so that others might have enough props to help.

It would be great if he was in the dungeon too, at least he could be with Yan Xingchen to protect the other party.

Some similar remarks also floated in the barrage, almost all of them were Yan Xingchen's fans.

In the picture, there seemed to be some collision sounds coming from the direction of the cry for help.

Cen Yiyi quickly ran to the public bathroom. Qi Wushe was behind her and suddenly blew the bamboo flute.

[Is this the perverted person who went to the death? The companion I knew was about to die and actually started playing the flute!?]

[The person started playing sorrow before he died, haha.]

[Will this flute sound have sound attack skills?]

[Stop funny, the first dungeon of the deceased has no player panel, they have no skills and data, except for cold weapon attacks, where do they get the skills?]

[This flute sound seems to be really useful! Yan Xingchen is not dead!]

The moment the sound of the flute stopped, Qi Wushe kicked open the closed bathroom door.

The young man leaned weakly against the wall, and the bloody corner of his mouth appeared in the picture.

There was no light on the cramped bathroom walkway, only the moonlight floating in the small window was shining on his side, drawing his delicate and flawless facial contour in such a dirty place.

Blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, his hair was a little messy, his bangs were a little bit widened, and the faint shallow mole on his eyebrows was revealed. This embarrassment not only did not weaken the temperament of the young man, but instead deepened his fragile appearance.

He seemed to be frightened. When he saw Cen Yiyi and Qi Wushe, he didn't say anything. Instead, he frowned and his eyes were blank, like a little beast curled up in a ball of discomfort.

It can easily arouse people's desire to abuse and protect, making people want to hold him in their arms and rub him.

It looks like this, it seems like I almost died at the hands of the water ghost.

——A little bit.

That is still alive.

[Why is this happening?? The water ghost in the newcomer's dungeon was stronger than the other night. Why didn't the water ghost kill him immediately??]

[The water ghost shouldn't be too lustful and confused...]

[Maybe the water ghost wanted to kill him little by little, but I didn't expect Qi Wushe and Cen Yiyi to come too quickly. Although Yan Xingchen must not be able to beat the water ghost, he could find a way to delay the time. It has happened to use various means to confuse the boss of the dungeon.]

[The person who bet on his death just now came out for a walk? Yan Xingchen didn't die so easily. It's been a few times, why don't you learn a lesson?]

[I'm betting on me just now that he will die. Now he is not dead. If he still lives to release a copy, wouldn't my family have to lose all my family!?]

[He is a newcomer who broke Li Jiuze's record at least, and his luck is part of his strength, not to mention that his companions are not weak. Some people pay attention to him because he actually has potential than most newcomers. As long as he survives in this dungeon, even if the next dungeon dies, the fans you follow now will still make money. There is no need to bet on his death blindly. The people who pay attention to him are not because of his face. At present, I think he may really be able to survive.]

[Fans are ecstatic!!]

Like other Yan Xingchen's fans, He Mian breathed a sigh of relief just after confirming that Yan Xingchen was alive, but when he saw the youth's appearance, he immediately felt heartbroken.

This time he didn't need to make any plans, someone in the live broadcast room has initiated a reward.

They saw that Qi Wushe gave Yan Xingchen the medicine to treat his wounds. Yan Xingchen had no need to give him any rewards in this regard - so this time the reward was three talismans.

This is a talisman to calm down the mood. It is most suitable for this kind of ghost copy. It can make people calm down and you don’t have to worry about being scared by ghosts in a short period of time. Like the previous band stickers, it is a daily necessities that everyone has, although not precious, but everyone has some daily necessities.

The newcomer's dungeon cannot give out any powerful props, which are already rare.

For players who have made a few dungeons, it is naturally not difficult to collect 30,000 copies of the Anshen Talisman. He Mian alone has more than 1,000 copies of the one-time reward.

But in a moment, three talismans appeared in Yan Xingchen's hands.

These three talismans are equivalent to indirectly telling Yan Xingchen where his large number of protected values ​​that did not fall but rose came from.

He called for help to Cen Yiyi and Qi Wushe. He thought that the value of 25 points was already much, but he did not expect that after entering Cen Yiyi's live broadcast perspective, the value of protection added was more.

Although I knew it a long time ago, I still didn't expect that the effect of showing weakness would be so good.

Yan Xingchen: "..."

However, this calming talisman was unexpectedly very useful to him.

He used one and found that this thing could relieve his headache a little.

He immediately used all three.

In the live broadcast, the young man's pale face improved slightly, but his face was still a little haggard and weak.

The moonlight shone on his face, but it was not as bright as him.

[How many times has Yan Xingchen successfully received a reward? I have read the newcomer dungeon before, let alone the reward was successful, even if it was initiated.]

[It's not a reward for precious props...]

[Is it okay if the newcomer area does not cherish the possibility of rewarding props? Yan Xingchen's reward frequency has broken the record.]

[His fans aren't really just looking at the face, right? He used three calming talismans in an instant, obviously scared. This is too frightening. Just like that, I think it's more likely that he can get a reward if he dies.]

[I also feel that I was scared by the water ghost, and I am so embarrassed to say that I have the potential to surpass Li Jiuze? If Qi Wuhuan did not save people, he might be dead, and others would not be able to protect him inseparably.]

[He looks so good.]

[He still has a rising number of fans, and it seems that he is still rising faster. With 200 fans, no one has had so many fans in the first dungeon. This should have broken the invisible record, right?]

[…]

In the dungeon, Yan Xingchen's brows stretched slightly.

Although the calming talisman from this reward did not have an immediate effect, it could only relieve some of the headache caused by his lack of soul, after using all three, he did not have much effort to say anything before.

Perhaps, if there is a more advanced calming talisman in the future, he can find a way to get it and help him suppress it when necessary.

"The water ghost left when he heard the sound of the flute," he slowly stood up and said to Cen Yiyi and Qi Wushe, "Let's go back first. I'm still a little uneasy when I hear the sound of the water."

Cen Yiyi naturally agreed, and she said with lingering fear: "Fortunately Qi Wushe heard where you were just now, if you were a step late..."

Qi Wushe was walking in front of the bamboo flute in his hand. He heard this and said leisurely: "It should be, after all, I am a living Bodhisattva."

Yan Xingchen: "..."

Cen Yiyi wanted to help Yan Xingchen go back, but he waved his hand and refused.

After walking out of the bathroom, my head was much brighter.

Before midnight, the power was cut off, the corridor was covered with dark yellow lights in the dilapidated patio. The light bulbs were obviously disrepaired and flashed a few times from time to time.

There were the healing props "borrowed" by Qi Wushe from Scar. Before he returned to the guest room, Yan Xingchen had recovered a lot. But not only did he not speed up his pace, he suddenly stopped.

Cen Yiyi, who was walking side by side with him, looked at him in confusion.

He didn't speak, and Qi Wuhe, who was walking in front, heard the movement he stopped. He also stopped, turned his head slightly, and looked at him with a small face, obviously waiting for him to speak.

He said: "Cai Niang didn't die after she jumped into the river."

"What did you see just now?"

"You should ask me what I know today."

Cen Yiyi didn't understand the mystery between them: "Do we... have to say it here?"

She looked at the flashing light bulb, "Everyone is in the guest room, will it be better for everyone to go together..."

Yan Xingchen shook his head.

He originally wanted to go back and say it. But after the water ghost left just now, the feeling of being secretly peeked by something gloomy still exists.

The prompt sound clearly stated that the mark of the water ghost on him was gone. Not only did he not, he also had "the short-term disgust of the water ghost". The water ghost would not come to stare at him again before the others died.

But this feeling of being with you is still there.

The water ghost has not shown its true nature so far, and the long hair phantom is getting stronger and stronger.

But they don't know where this thing is.

Many things in this copy are not what you see on the surface.

So he changed his mind temporarily - at least Qi Wushe and Cen Yiyi are credible.

"I just think..." He paused, "caution is the best."

Qi Wushe had no problem, but said directly and affirmatively: "You saw the scars of Cai Niang during her lifetime."

Yan Xingchen lowered his head and chuckled softly: "Yes. Or, this is not a scar, but a strand. The marks are very wide and regular," he pointed to the bamboo flute in Qi Wushe's hand, "It's very similar to the net woven with bamboo. Cai Niang is a ghost whose resentment does not dissipate. This kind of ghost is born because of resentment before death. All memories, hatred, and appearance will stay at the moment of death, so she will be a water ghost. But if she really jumped into the river to die, then she should only have traces of drowning. Where does this net striking mark on her body come from?"

In front, the man stood at the corner of the corridor and turned sideways and listened to him.

"Lijia Village is built on the bamboo forest, and many things are made of bamboo. This mesh mark is particularly like the kind of bamboo basket we see in the village."

It was a matter of breaking the deadlock, Qi Wuhe was a little more serious: "How did you confirm that Cai Niang was trapped in a bamboo basket and threw it into the water?"

"It was Li Er's tomb in the depths of the bamboo forest you took me to see."

At that time, he did not say it immediately because he did not understand the logic.

And after seeing the traces on Cai Niang's body close up, all of this could be strung together.

There are white belts standing in all directions of Li Er's cemetery. The original meaning of the white belt is the ghost who leads the way home. It stands on both sides like a "door" that can come and go freely.

However, all directions are standing, and the guide door has no entry and no exit, becoming an invisible cage. If it stands on the cemetery, the yin energy of the deceased cannot be dispersed and will only condense in the cage. The cloth bag placed on the tomb is all yin avoidance talismans, but this yin avoidance talisman is written in the reverse direction - not only will it not dispel yin energy, but it will also condense yin energy. When you are trapped and condensed, the yin energy gathered in the cage will be hundreds of times richer than ordinary cemeteries, thus creating the illusion that the deceased has died for a long time.

Such a cage is called the "Fu Lu Cage".

The name sounds good, but in fact it destroys human nature. It is a very harmful way to prolong life.

There is a saying in this way that a person's life span will be affected by the life span of his children. If the child lives too short due to accidents, the blessings and wealth in it will be transferred to the elders, which means compensation. This statement is a bit sinister. Over time, some people will have other thoughts, which will create this kind of blessing and wealth cage.

The use of the blessing cage on the graves of dead children can artificially create an illusion of early death of children and prolong one's life.

Li Er's cemetery has a lucky cage, so the village chief and Cai Niang are naturally the ones who benefit.

And if Cai Niang died...

Then there is only the village chief.

Yan Xingchen said these and said coldly: "This method is very harmful to good deeds, but those who have bad thoughts and use this method are mostly those who originally had children leaving earlier than themselves and gradually had some other thoughts. It is the first time I have seen him who took the initiative to kill his son."

After hearing this, Cen Yiyi almost made a sound of shock. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and after a while, she said, "So, the village chief deliberately killed Li Er and threw Cai Niang into the river in order to enjoy the benefits of extending life alone?"

Qi Wushe's eyebrows moved slightly: "You really shouldn't behave like a person."

"The villagers in Lijia Village all said that the village chief killed his son in anger, and then Cai Niang committed suicide by jumping into the river. This should be just a rumor deliberately released by the village chief, half true and half false. Li Er was probably the one he used Cai Niang's wooden comb to kill him, and Cai Niang was also thrown into the river. But he didn't expect that Cai Niang turned into a ghost after her death and took her life. However, he had a special talisman on his body, and maybe the help of the Guanyin statue. Cai Niang's power could not kill him for the time being, so he wanted to kill others to become a ghost. Those villagers were probably not innocent. It was impossible for the village chief to do these things, but it was not up to him. No one would have thought that Cai Niang would not dissipate and turned into a ghost to seek his life after her death.

"The village chief should not be able to cross the river. The water ghost will be stronger in the river. He is the target of revenge for the evil ghosts. The talisman embroidered with gold on the river surface cannot save him. Therefore, the village chief and the boatman may have a deal. The village chief gives the boatman the talisman and incense ash, and asks the boatman to send the villagers away. The boatman can also get benefits from the villagers and take both ends. In this way, Cai Niang cannot become stronger, so the village chief does not have to worry. The same is true for us players. The way he gives us to deal with the water ghost is not out of kindness, but just hopes that we can help him deal with Cai Niang."

[Player number 13 Yan Xingchen, because you correctly pointed out the truth of the dungeon, you will receive a 20 plot point reward. You now have a total of 43 plot points. If you successfully pass the dungeon, all the rewards you receive will be increased by 43.]

I've finished speaking, so it's natural to go back.

Without Yan Xingchen's words, a few people walked towards the guest room.

Cen Yiyi was frightened by this inference, and subconsciously walked faster and walked in the front.

"In other words," Qi Wushe and Yan Xingchen walked side by side, saying to him, "The more people die, the more power the water ghosts gain. Just now..."

Others didn't know just now, and Qi Wushe, who knew Yan Xingchen's strength, knew that Yan Xingchen was not dead just now, and the water ghost did not continue to take action, and he must have been defeated by Yan Xingchen's hands.

——It was indeed defeated, and a small strand of hair was pulled away by Yan Xingchen.

After it was defeated...

“What is the first thing to do?”

As soon as he asked, a string of "gutter" sounds suddenly came from the front, as if something was rolling over.

"ah!!!"

Cen Yiyi, who was walking in front, let out a scream and took several steps in succession. Yan Xingchen hurriedly supported her and looked to the ground.

The strong smell of blood suddenly dissipated in the air. Under the dark yellow light, a bright red blood was flowing out of the aisle. The end of the blood was, and a face that was so scared that its facial features were deformed soaked in a pool of blood.

On top of the head, the stiff eyes were facing Yan Xingchen directly.

——That is Scar's head.

Yan Xingchen looked at the lonely head calmly and slowly answered Qi Wushe's question just now.
Chapter completed!