Description: A poor old man, but he seems to have been misled by something and started killing indiscriminately, and his movements are slow]
Jian Yao can see that the corpse is still swollen, but it has a lot more fine black hair than before, almost covering all the skin on its body, and the dark black nails are at least several inches longer than before.
centimeter.
It seemed to be angered by Jian Yao's behavior just now, but it was also wary of the wooden sword in her hand. It just stood there and roared loudly at Jian Yao, as if it would pounce on her in the next second.
It was just that the two of them were in a stalemate here, one didn't dare to act rashly, and the other didn't dare to step forward.
[I am a girlfriend fan: Hey - why does it also have black hair? Are these types of monster evolutions so evil? 】
[Professional player of thriller games: It seems that relatively few players have matched this type of dungeon. The boss of this type of dungeon is like this. It’s good that it hasn’t evolved into white hair yet]
The rain outside the mourning hall is getting heavier and heavier. You can hear the sound of large drops of rain hitting the ground, the roof and the shed. It seems that the atmosphere inside the mourning hall is tense and quiet. You can only hear the noisy rain outside and the monsters coming from outside.
A slight humming sound coming from the throat.
The monster looked straight at Jian Yao for a while, then turned around and slowly disappeared into the rainy night outside the mourning hall, and the lights in the mourning hall returned to their original cold white color.
Jian Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously wanted to take out the Thunder Sword with her other hand, because she just saw that the talisman engraved on her wooden sword was not as clear as before, and the power was probably not as good as the first time.
Moreover, the Thunder Sword is now sealed by the system and cannot be taken out or used.
"It's gone."
Now there are only these three players left in the mourning hall, and the monster doesn't know when it will come back to attack them again, nor does it know if it will evolve stronger than it is now when it appears again.
Since some of Jian Yao's props have been sealed, not to mention other players' props, they must solve this problem as soon as possible, or hide elsewhere to wait for five o'clock the next day.
The clock in the mourning hall has just passed a quarter past one, and there is still a long time before five o'clock. Some people may hope that the night can be longer, but now these three people in the dungeon are eager to hurry up.
By five o'clock, I have never looked forward to the dawn as much as I do today.
Uncle Wang took out another cigarette and lit it for himself, smoking it silently, while his eyes without bald glasses moved around, looking at the wooden sword in Jian Yao's hand, but he was afraid that Jian Yao would realize how long he was staring at it.
It was too long, so I hurriedly moved away and then glanced at it pretending to be casual.
[I am a girlfriend fan: I saw it! That guy definitely has bad intentions! 】
[Follower of the Saint: Ah, ah, it’s a pity that the anchor can’t see our barrage, otherwise he would definitely notice the look in that player’s eyes! 】
Jian Yao did not notice the eyes without bald glasses. At this moment, she was concentrating on a problem.
From the hands and face of the monster just now, you can still vaguely see some blood and flesh that have not been washed away by the rain, and when it roared, Jian Yao saw some pieces of meat and blood still stuffed in its teeth.
This proves that it is the monster that ate Moonlight Meow Meow's heart.
So there are obviously four players here, why did it attack the female player first in two consecutive attacks?
Based on the information she had previously obtained, it was difficult for Jian Yao not to guess whether the old man's daughter-in-law had done something to the old man or them, which caused the monster to attack them now. In other words, it actually wanted to attack his daughter-in-law.
Revenge, but for some reason it mistook the enemy and the female player, so it just ate the heart and realized something was wrong, and chose the next target to attack, which was Jian Yao.
So how are monsters identified?
Jian Yao lowered her head and smelled her own scent. She could only smell a faint scent of incense on her clothes. This was the smell that was caused by burning incense and candles in the mourning hall for a long time. It didn't seem to be anything special.
Could it be that something was stuffed into them and they didn't know it?
She touched the pocket of her clothes again. This clothes was white clothes that she changed into automatically after entering the dungeon. She had touched the pockets of her clothes before, and it was still empty, with nothing in it.
His thoughts suddenly went into a dead end. If it wasn't a smell or a physical object such as a paper charm, could it be that the birth date had been replaced? After all, their players in this copy were playing students sponsored by the old man, and it seemed that the old man was still alive.
Treat them as your own biological children, then the elderly will definitely have paper or notebooks with their birthdays in mind.
Uncle Wang tried to light the candle with the lighter in his hand again, but the candle could not light up. Even the incense stick went out immediately and broke as soon as he plugged it in.
Obviously, the old man's resentful spirit has no intention of ending like this. It will attack a certain player next time, and now Jian Yao's danger rate is much higher than the other two players.
Jian Yao suggested: "There are only two things we can do now, either stay here until five o'clock, or go find her daughter-in-law and let her 'solve' this matter."
In fact, she prefers the latter option. If she continues to stay here, her wooden sword will be able to withstand several attacks. Her other lethal weapons have been banned by the system, and now she has
There was only a small dagger brought in just in case, but this small dagger was obviously useless against this kind of monster.
Huh? No, since she already has a dagger, why can't she...
Jian Yao's eyes gradually fell on the wooden tables and chairs in the mourning hall. Then the audience in the live broadcast room saw a "weird" scene. The anchor, who had always been handsome in their eyes, was pretending to cry while speaking.
Dividing wooden tables and wooden chairs, she kept saying, "Grandma, it's not that we are unfilial. I know you don't want to hurt us, so just blame me. It's my incompetence and my unfilial piety."
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There was a violent sound in the mourning hall. When everything returned to calm, the floor was covered with smashed tables and chairs, as well as many pieces of wood. Jian Yao held the wooden sword and wooden shield she made, feeling satisfied.
Nodding, she carved talismans on them specifically to deal with this type of weirdness.
[Can only blindly beep: Good guy, just use local materials, the anchor is getting more and more powerful]
[Professional thriller game player: I’m dumbfounded. Why haven’t I thought of such a “genius” idea?! 】
[Just a fun-loving person: I’m sorry, family, I’m going crazy laughing. I didn’t see the anchor’s sadness at all]
However, Jian Yao still knew that her behavior was inappropriate, but she had no other choice.
She walked up to the old man's photo and bowed slowly.
"Hey, I say, since you have such a skill, you should take it out as soon as possible! Then Yueguang Miaomiao will not die!"