Above the nine springs, people rob the earth and the spirit

Because the old lady is old, she has a breathy sound in her throat when she speaks. It may be due to poor lungs or tracheal problems. It is most obvious when she breathes, with a slight wheezing sound.

The cold wind blew by, making the two players even more wary.

Bai Tianqing recognized that this old lady was one of the old ladies sitting under the locust tree, not Grandma He.

Before the two players could answer, a voice belonging to Grandma He came from inside the house.

"Are Jiahuan's teachers and classmates here? Let them come in."

The old lady standing at the door then stepped aside and did not continue to dwell on the problem just now.

The two players breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, they didn't want to take action from the beginning, because from their perspective, there are too many people now, so many NPCs, what if they can't beat them?

After all, the game is so weird, these NPCs can also turn into ghosts.

The updated content of the game needs to be further explored. No one knows what will happen if they die in the dungeon. The most important thing is that their mission is to explore the dungeon to a greater extent and find the secrets of the game.

The He family was not big. There were already a few old men and women in the house, but now there was a crowd of people crowding in, filling the house.

Like a large sardine can.

This thought appeared in the mind of one of the players and lingered.

He even felt that the air had become dull, and he felt uncomfortable and wanted to distance himself from others.

But there's only so much space.

The main reason is that there is a coffin in the middle. The table was originally placed where the coffin was. Now the table has been moved aside, leaving only a dark coffin.

There was a coffin and a portrait of the deceased, of course. In addition, there were a few paper figures in the room.

So there's only so much space in the whole house where you can put your feet down.

Bai Tianqing was directly hit by a piece of paper.

She looked at the little paper man carefully. The paper man's eyes were one big and one small, as if someone had randomly clicked on it.

It seemed to turn a bit when she saw it.

The paper man must not be able to light up his eyes first, and judging from the familiarity, this seems to be the paper man she ordered to deal with the player.

Why does it appear here? Could it be that Grandma He was the one who took care of Li Xiaoyue's family?

The head teacher was talking to Grandma He in a low voice, asking about Grandma He's condition, and Grandma He answered her questions one by one.

The head teacher looked at the old lady's old appearance and couldn't help but sigh and looked at the coffin in the room.

Speaking of which, didn't He Jiahuan have been cremated? Why is there a coffin here?

It might be some family funeral traditions, but he didn't dare to ask more.

"Students, please say goodbye to He Jiahuan."

He Jiahuan's deskmate was the most immersed in emotions. The others were initially affected by the scene in the corridor and felt a little hairy, but she was not.

Bai Tianqing remembered her name, Wen Xun.

Wen Xun directly hugged He Jiahuan's portrait and burst into tears again.

"Jiahuan, why don't you keep your word? You promised to go out with me after the college entrance examination! Didn't we all agree? You just promised me!"

She was crying so hard that she was out of breath. This sadness infected everyone present. Everyone's eyes were red and their hearts were filled with discomfort. Other students also began to sob softly.

Because she wanted to explore the inside story, although Bai Tianqing was sad, she was actually more angry, including at this moment.

She should have felt even greater anger. Why should their lives be manipulated at will and turned into games?

But now she feels even more sad inside, even just vaguely sad.

She cried unconsciously and felt a little chilly.

This seems to be some kind of emotional transmission, or infection is a more appropriate word. Wen Xun should indeed be the saddest one about He Jiahuan's death. This makes sense, but she is so sad at the moment. She is crying so hard that she wants to die together, as if He Jiahuan is hers. Biological sisters, or the two of them have known each other for more than ten years. The depth of their friendship makes sense but also makes no sense.

The two of them only met as deskmates in the second semester of their second year of high school. He Jiahuan's previous deskmate was not Wen Xun.

Bai Tianqing even glanced at the two players while wiping his tears.

Two tall men were also sobbing.

Among all the people present, if there was anyone who didn't cry, it was only a few old men and women over there.

They even stared at the field with expressionless faces.

As if aware of Bai Tianqing's gaze, several people's eyes caught it very keenly.

These grandparents are so weird...

The sadness is getting deeper and deeper, and several girls are already hugging each other and crying, which makes the emotional contagion even deeper.

Tian Qing resisted the urge to cry crazily and looked at the paper man next to him.

The paper man felt something and instinctively wanted to struggle, but Bai Tianqing had already sneakily kicked him up.

The paper man fell to the ground, taking the paper man and the wreath with him.

When the wreath fell to the ground, it took the glass on the table with it.

A burst of crackling, tinkling, clanging sounds successfully interrupted the mood present.

The two players who also wanted to cry finally realized something was wrong and looked at each other with lingering fear.

They were almost about to throw themselves on the ground and cry together, but they didn't know He Jiahuan at all, so where did the emotion come from?

And because of making such a big noise, Bai Tianqing also successfully became the focus of everyone.

She said with some shame: "I'm sorry, I'm so sad. I accidentally touched the paper man..."

As she said this, she quickly stepped forward to lift up the paper wreaths and other items. The classmates next to her also came over to help.

When Bai Tianqing felt her helping the paper man up, the paper man glared at her.

Others didn't seem to notice anything strange about the paper man, but the two players did.

Are the paper man's eyes moving? !

"Okay, it's okay. If you finish saying goodbye, you can leave."

Grandma He over there spoke slowly.

While the head teacher wiped his tears, he also felt that it would be okay to continue crying like this.

"Okay, then let's leave first. Students, let's not disturb others anymore. Being here will also affect the funeral."

"No!" Wen Xun, who was crying and speechless, suddenly spat out very clear words at this moment.

She stared at the coffin without blinking and said, "I want to watch the coffin being buried before leaving!"

Bai Tianqing could tell that something was wrong with her. He was afraid that if anyone among the classmates might die during today's funeral, the one who must die would be Wen Xun.

Grandma He sighed beside her.

"You are a good boy. If you want to stay, you can stay. Others can go."

The head teacher sighed and said nothing, but greeted other students.

But Bai Tianqing and the two players certainly wanted to stay.

Before the player could speak, Bai Tianqing had already said, "Teacher, I'll stay and take care of Wen Xun. You and the others can go back first."