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Chapter 49 Qingshi Town (5)

Mo Shouliang said disdainfully, "That kid looks like a pretty boy who needs a beating, but we don't know where he comes from. Let's take a look first."

"What if Wang Yue asks him to cooperate?" Guo Yuda said.

Mo Shouliang said harshly, "You keep an eye on that kid and Wang Yue. They are not our own. Even if an agreement is reached, this kind of cooperation can easily collapse in the game."

Xie An's identity is so conspicuous in the dungeon that he is almost like a famous person. You can see his movements without any effort in keeping track.

If Wang Yue were not stupid, he would not give priority to cooperation with him. Instead, he would find two other players with slightly lower combat power and take control of the situation by himself.

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As soon as Jiang Qi went downstairs, the cold wind blew up the white cloth, and the shadows on the ground swayed in the candlelight. The leaves in and outside the courtyard rustled, as if humming a melodious and sad song.

This dungeon is different from the last time. What was scary last time was the unreachable ocean trench, the indescribable and indescribable power. This time it was the weirdness and evil that sent chills down the spine.

It was quiet inside and outside the mourning hall, with only the sound of wind and burning candles. The air was full of the smell of burning incense, candles and paper money.

Standing next to the door, you can vaguely see the toes of the body covered with white cloth that are pointing upward. The dim light of the candle shines on half of the portrait, and the face of the other half is blurry and dark.

The wreaths and colorful paper sticks erected against the wall were blown by the wind, giving people the illusion that they would move at any time.

Jiang Qi glanced at the long candles and lamp oil piled in the corner, and took two steps inside.
There is a different style of painting in the gloomy and silent mourning hall - Xie An, dressed in mourning clothes, is sitting on a bamboo recliner and slowly opens his eyes.

Jiang Qi was stunned for two seconds when he saw this scene.

This is the mourning hall, and there is a corpse in the middle. He looks like he is sitting in the yard enjoying the coolness at night. It would be a pity not to go to work in the cemetery.

Jiang Qi wanted to go up and say, how could you sleep?At your age, do you fall asleep?Get up and change the candles!There's only a small piece left and it's almost gone!
Jiang Qi walked around the corpse parked in the middle. The sound of paper being blown by the wind stopped for a while, as if someone was whispering, but she didn't feel at ease when he went over to see it.

Compared with the cold and gloomy mourning hall, his psychological thoughts were more terrifying. The wind was blowing outside and it was chilly behind him. Jiang Qi felt someone put a hand on his shoulder and followed him behind.
Looking back, there was only a pale and strange paper man staring at her. The color of the paper man's mouth seemed to be more colorful than during the day.

Did the paper man blink just now?
Jiang Qi wasn't sure. She didn't really trust her eyesight at night.

Walking back to the front of the mourning hall, in the white cloth where no one could see, the withered and blue fingers moved stiffly, and on the still peaceful face, the eyes that were originally closed did not know when they opened.

The dilated pupils were bloodshot, looking straight at the flickering light on the white cloth.

Jiang Qi picked up two long candles and a stack of paper money, lit the paper money on the nearly burning candles, threw them into the charcoal basin, and added some lamp oil to the ever-burning lamp.

The person on the couch finally got up, took the candles from beside her, lit them, and inserted them on both sides.

"Your name is Jiang Qi?" A calm voice came from his mouth.

Jiang Qi asked deliberately, "How do you know?"

"I heard them calling you Miss Jiang Qi." His eyes fell on Jiang Qi's hand, the dark sandalwood bracelet glowing softly in the flickering candlelight.

"I thought you weren't going to care about the affairs here." Jiang Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.

According to her speculation, the identity of Mr. Xie's only son is very dangerous.

As long as he is in this mourning hall, his danger level will have to be lowered.

"I don't really care." He looked at Jiang Qi sincerely, his three-dimensional facial features casting a shadow on his face, "Thank you Chao Ci."

Jiang Qi searched her mind and suddenly remembered that before entering this dungeon, she checked the dungeon information in the options and saw this name in the first pass players and rankings.Sure enough, the identity of Mr. Xie's son was given to the player with the highest combat power in the game as a balance.

The first to die in Qingshi Town was Mr.

Jiang Qi raised his eyes, "Are you here for the first pass?"

"you can say it this way."

Jiang Qi nodded.

I can get a recliner and sit safely in the mourning hall at night. The competitors are very strong, but the result this time is really not certain.

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At midnight, the watchman rang the gong three times.

The low, long sound of the gong echoed in Qingshi Town late at night, and the shadow of the lantern was reflected on the cracked stone slab of the threshold.

Inside the gorgeous house, shrill wails suddenly sounded, and the lights lit up throughout the house.

"Sir, why are you so cruel, leaving your whole family behind? What will I do in the future?"

"Daddy, Daddy"

"Hurry and inform the uncles in the clan."

Amidst the protracted wails, another family in Qingshi Town hung up white lanterns, and the slender laughter in the rustling wind became even sharper.

When Jiang Qi heard the news, he was sitting on a stool, yawning and looking at the candle on the left. His eyes were double-imaged and he couldn't see anything.

After learning that Xie Jinshou and a respected old man in the town had died, Jiang Qi suddenly lost all sleep. Looking at the silent courtyard, a cold breath slowly penetrated the fabric behind her.

One night he died while having dinner, and the other two disappeared inexplicably at home in the middle of the night. The old man was an elder and had no reason to rush to worship. He had not been to Xie's house today at all.

"Three people died in one day. There has not been a funeral here yet, and white lanterns have been hung over there. I don't know what's going on in the town recently." The boy who just reported it said in a low voice.

"I heard before that the deceased will take away their relatives to keep them company. Do you think it could be the master?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's late at night." Another boy rubbed his arms and muttered twice, "Don't blame me if you are weird."

Jiang Qi stood behind the pillar and watched the two boys walk away. He returned to the mourning hall with a slight frown and turned his eyes back to the body covered with white cloth.

Could it be that it really did it?How did you choose the target?
The third person who died had a high status in Qingshi Town, but he was not the cousin's family.

"I saw the NPC before it died." Xie Chaoci said indifferently.

Jiang Qi: "What?"

"There are 'someone' squatting here eating." He said slowly, his tone was calm, as if he was talking about a common thing.

Jiang Qi suddenly stood up and looked at the thick candle and the ever-burning lamp underneath in amazement. The food offered to the deceased was placed there. It looked a little dry and hard after being left there for a long time. There were also some burnt paper money dropped on it. ash.

(End of this chapter)