The sky is dim, there is no sunlight, and layers of gray clouds are evenly spread in the sky, giving everything a lifeless tone.
 When Yu Xing opened his eyes from his sleep, what he saw was such a strange scene.
The streets in front of us are simple, old and narrow. White money is floating everywhere in the shops on both sides. The plaques have very directional words such as "Funeral Service" and "Shroud Hearse" written in black ink. Some shops have hanging hangings on their doorways.
The black and white portraits show dignified smiles on their white faces, old or green, looking directly at him.
He was sitting at the entrance of the alley, and the sound of suona came faintly from the end of the alley, accompanied by a group of tuneless howls, and the cold wind lingered on his collar.
 It seems that Yu Xing came to a funeral alley somewhere.
But……
The decoration style of this alley is a bit too retro, like a street scene from 20 to 30 years ago.
He lowered his head and looked at himself. The warm down jacket had disappeared, replaced by a pure white gown. The gown was old, and the cuffs and other easily worn areas had been washed away, revealing a color that was weaker than pure white. If you were not careful,
It's not easy to see.
 The lower body is wearing white trousers and a pair of simple flat cloth shoes. Like the long gown, it looks like it has been worn for a long time, washed, rubbed, and mended.
Except for this miserable white outfit, he didn't bring any of his belongings with him. He only had a small red cloth bag hanging around his waist.
Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Ruru were not in Yu Xing's sight. After observing himself amidst the faint funeral sounds in the distance, he looked around again. He didn't find his teammates, but he saw a small stool placed at the door of the nearest store.
There was an old man sitting on it, wearing a vest and wide trousers.
 Is it an NPC?
Seeing Yu Xing wake up, the old man looked at him while smoking his pipe, shook his head, and said in an old tone that sounded like a smile and a sigh: "You can't go back, young man, you can't go back."
Yu Xing was not in a hurry and asked with a smile: "Old sir, what did you say?"
"I said, if you enter this ghost alley, you will die and you will never return to the human world! Young man, look back."
Yu Xing turned his head and looked cooperatively, and saw that the exit of the alley that was supposed to lead to other roads was actually blocked by a wall, without any gaps.
 In other words, he was trapped, with no way out except to the end of the street.
 But this is not bad news for him. The rule of Death Parallel is to complete the task in stages. He has to find the task target in the scene and then go to the next stage.
This alley has always been the scene in the first stage. It cuts off a path for him, but eliminates the option of wasting time for him. He can just walk along the front and find what he needs to do.
Yu Xing stood up from the ground, patted the spider webs stuck to the corner of his gown, and looked polite and casual: "It doesn't matter, old gentleman, I want to ask, apart from me, have you seen anyone else enter by mistake?"
Here?"
There were two beads hanging on the small bag about the size of a palm around his waist. When he stood up with his legs bent, they collided with each other and made a soft sound.
The old man took another look at him, his eyes lingering on the small bag for a moment, and he only saw the word "鬼" neatly embroidered on it.
"It turns out it's the little guy who got entangled in here, cough cough cough..." The old man choked on his cigarette, and coughed while holding his chest. After a while, he regained his breath, and then continued, "Two or three people your age have already come here.
, haven’t we found a way out yet, cough cough cough… If you delay for two more days, you will die. Why don’t you stay here to accompany me, an old man, and I can give you some food.”
As Yu Xing woke up, the barrage in his live broadcast room also became active. He had been discussing the atmosphere of setting up the scene before. At this time, after hearing the old man's words, he watched the excitement happily, and people who didn't observe carefully spoke one after another:
  [Is this a hint? This old man definitely knows a lot, talk to him!]
　　[Fortunately, I am calm. I was shocked when I followed his gaze just now and saw the old man. This old man was too distorted]
 [No way, the old man obviously wants to keep Xing, but can’t Xing find Zhao Ruru and Lengjiu?]
 [Accompany the old man, have something to eat, get the clues, feel happy]
"It seems that someone has indeed been here recently. Thank you, old man, for reminding me." Yu Xing seemed not to have heard the old man's dissuasion, and it was even more impossible for him to see what the barrage was saying. His eyes slid over a circle of black marks on the old man's neck.
Then he moved away quietly.
"You'll be hungry if you go in." The old man also wore a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. The soles rubbed against the dusty ground a few times. Seeing that Yu Xing didn't intend to stay, he added, "It's nothing to get entangled in."
What a happy ending... let’s eat and then hit the road.”
Yu Xing smiled gratefully, like a young man rejecting the kindness of his elders: "No, I'm not hungry."
The old man stared at him for a long time, then blew out a puff of smoke from his pipe, sat on a stool and hummed a tuneless tune, as if he didn't intend to pay any attention to him anymore.
“Then I’ll say goodbye. I have something to do here. I’ll burn some good cigarettes for you another day.” Nodding slightly to the old man, Yu Xing looked at the endless funeral shop in the alley and walked a few steps forward.
  [He refused??]
　　[Such a great opportunity to find out information, it would be a pity to miss it like this. Although it doesn’t seem necessary now, it might slow down the progress]
　　[Oh my God, please shut up those people upstairs. Can’t you tell there’s something weird about the old man?]
[The handsome guy is at the scene and can see it much more clearly than you guys who are mindless. Of course he has his own reasons for not agreeing. This is the parallel line of death, not one of those unpopular little live broadcasts. I beg you to move.
Think about it, please don’t lower your barrage IQ, okay?]
  [Didn’t you hear? What Xing said was “I’ll burn some for you another day”, emphasis added, he thought the old man was a dead man]
  [I seem to see strangulation marks on the old man’s neck]
[real?]
Yu Xing’s white cloth shoes made no sound when he stepped on the dusty stone road. However, after walking for about ten steps, he seemed to hear an old sigh.
 Looking back, the old man just now had disappeared, leaving only an empty small stool with a layer of dust that had accumulated for a long time.
 A cloth shoe stood crookedly next to the stool, with a drop of dried blood congealed on the toe.
"..." Yu Xing's eyes moved, and he saw that he was right. The old man had died a long time ago. If he agreed to stay with him, he might not even be able to survive the two or three days that the old man said, and he would not be able to escape by force without using sacrifices.
It's just a dead word.
As for the food, the food in the ghost's mouth is not something normal.
The atmosphere of this deduction was different from all the deductions he had experienced before. It was ordinary, but it seemed that a crisis would come inadvertently.
At this moment, he quickened his pace and walked towards the direction where the suona came from.
The road was filled with wreaths and baskets. I don’t know who died, but they actually reported the funeral on the funeral street. The flower baskets were collected one after another, stretching all the way to the street.
The sonorous music is not as sad as in the real world, but has an indescribable weirdness in it.
Yu Xing listened carefully and even heard a hint of joy and reconciliation in the music.
The appearance of the old man is not just a trap. He asked Yu Xing not to enter this street. To a certain extent, it also represents the position that the old man ghost and something on the street have an antagonistic relationship.
  He also said that Yu Xing was "entangled in by ghosts", but he didn't know what he meant.
While secretly remembering the information revealed in the old man's words, Yu Xing carefully observed the shop behind the wreath, trying to find traces of the presence of living people. At least Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Ruru should not be too far away from him.
However, except for the old man ghost at the entrance of the alley, no shopkeeper appeared, and the shop was left unattended.
From time to time, a corner of the shroud is stretched out in each shop and swayed back and forth with the wind. If you are not careful, you will think that a living person is hanging on a beam and swinging.
The shelves in the shop were filled with paper money, golden paper ingots, and white paper flowers in bunches. Next to the shelf, a paper man with a big painted face painted with inferior paint stood there stiffly with big eyes.
Look outside.
There were coffins placed next to some paper figures. Yu Xing did not enter the store to check. He just walked forward along the alley. As he got closer to the end of the alley, the mourning sounds gradually became clearer. He paid attention to the surrounding shops and listened.
Wrote some words.
 “Woo woo woo…”
"You died so miserably...hahahahaha..."
“Boss Liu, we all welcome you...”
 “You’re finally down, my son and I are waiting for you!”
 “Woo woo woo…”
Every line of mourning sounds so sincere that the word "wail" cannot be an exaggeration to describe it. Just by carefully correcting the lines, you can feel that the mourners have been looking forward to it for a long time and are gloating about the misfortune.
 Insert an app: a perfect replica of the old version of the book-chasing artifact and a replaceable source app—— .
Yu Xing listened for a long time and couldn't help but want to joke: "Hey, you seem quite happy?"
 “Woo woo, Liu”
　　At the moment when he murmured, the crying stopped and the suona suddenly stopped, as if his voice was heard, and they all died out.
Yu Xing was a little surprised.
No way, from such a distance, he could still be heard even if he said something softly?
To be continued...