Game of Destiny: This player is different

"We just need to wait here for the Ghost Crying Tomb to appear?"

Cherry took a piece of face paper and looked up and asked.

"Well, but it's still early now, let's wait a while."

Qin Nuo paused and continued: "In order to increase the success rate, it is best to choose to act when the Yin Qi is the heaviest."

He raised the remaining piece of face paper and said: "The face paper will be consumed.

If it is covered too early, I am afraid that the paper will not last until the Ghost Crying Tomb appears."

Everyone looked at it.

The yellowed and old face paper was indeed shorter than when it was first taken out.

It turned out that this yellow paper was a consumable prop.

Just imagine.

When performing a supernatural task, you find yourself being stared at by a fierce ghost.

Generally speaking, there are two choices.

One is to fight head-on, and the other is to find a way to escape.

No matter which one you choose, there are risks.

But what if you bring a face paper?

Just cover your face and lie down to pretend to be a corpse.

Isn't it a way to escape a disaster?

If it can be used without consumption, it is indeed supermodel.

But you need a teammate who is trustworthy enough to assist you.

After all, after covering the face with the paper, you can't move.

Even an ordinary person can pose a threat to you.

When you think about it carefully, there are indeed many restrictions.

But it is still very useful, isn't it?

As if he could see what his teammates were thinking, Qin Nuo shrugged and said bluntly: "Don't think this thing can handle all situations.

Brother Che, see if yours is shorter."

Cherry looked down and found that the paper in his hand was indeed much smaller than Qin Nuo's.

The edges and corners seemed to have been chewed by a dog, numb.

"Ah..." He scratched his head and said uncertainly: "Brother Qin, this one of mine is not the one used by Brother Yijian."

"Yes."

Qin Nuo nodded: "I also found it when I was helping Brother Jian tear open the yellow paper.

Compared to normal use, the paper consumption rate will increase when attacked by supernatural power.

If it is a ghost with strong supernatural power, it is estimated that it will not last for a minute.

So don't think that you can take all supernatural tasks with this.

Props are just a kind of auxiliary after all, improving your own ability is the key to passing the level."

"That's right, the captain often says that you can't rely too much on props and ignore improving your strength. If you encounter a copy with banned props, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death."

Hanlin Zimo agreed.

Several players chatted casually like this.

Soon, a few hours passed.

Qin Nuo took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was eleven o'clock in the evening.

The time when the yin energy is the strongest has arrived.

As for why 11 o'clock at midnight is the time when the yin energy is at its peak, there is a saying.

In ancient times, people divided a day into twelve hours, corresponding to the twelve zodiac signs in sequence.

The most prosperous yang energy is at noon, and the most prosperous yin energy is at midnight.

In the past, when the death row prisoners were beheaded at Caishikou, it was often heard that "3:30 noon, execution", because the ancients believed that no matter whether the death row prisoner deserved the punishment or suffered injustice, his ghost would come to haunt the officials who made the judgment and the executioner after his death.

Only by chopping off the head of the death row prisoner at 3:30 noon, with the help of the moment when the yang energy is at its peak in the day, can the appearance of ghosts be suppressed.

And why is noon the horse?

Because the sun is closest to us at noon, the yang energy reaches its peak.

Then the yang energy falls back, the yin energy bites back, and the yin and yang exchange.

As the saying goes, everything will decline after the peak, and everything will fall into fatigue after noon and want to lie down and rest.

Only the horse is still standing, even sleeping standing.

So this time is the horse's home court.

What about the Zi hour?

The Zi hour is between 11pm and 1am. There is no sunlight at this time, and everything is resting.

Many dirty things will appear, making the Yin energy reach its peak.

This hour is considered to be the time when the gates of the underworld are wide open and the ghosts come to the human world, so the Yin energy is the heaviest.

As for why the Zi hour corresponds to the zodiac rat, it is because the rat is most active at this time.

In modern society, there are not many people who believe in the above statement.

After all, many 007, 996 cows and horses may still be working overtime on the assembly line or at their desks at 11pm.

For a few taels of silver, who cares about the taboos of the most Yin energy and the most Yang energy.

In the face of heavy mortgages, car loans, and childcare expenses, most people would rather die of exhaustion than get rid of the word "poor".

Let's get back to the point.

Leng Daidai and Che Lizi lay down flat, covered their faces with tarpaulins, and entered a state of suspended animation.

Hanlin Zimo rolled into a ball, shrinking his size to the minimum.

Then he used his title skill to turn himself into a basketball-sized stone.

The three teammates were ready, and it was Sad Arrow's turn.

The latter looked at the ghost hand and hesitated.

"Brother Jian, if you are scared, I will let Brother Che change with you? "

Qin Nuo said sarcastically, and made a gesture to prepare for action.

"It's just a ghost hand, how can I be scared?"

Shang Xin Yi Jian's face was grim, and he took the ghost hand from Qin Nuo.

Instantly, the biting coldness made people's teeth tremble and their calves weak.

But how can a man say that he can't do it?

Shang Xin Yi Jian bit his cheeks tightly and took it hard.

This is decent.

Qin Nuo smiled, clamped the stone ball transformed by Hanlin Zimo with his arm, and then bent down to carry Leng Dai Dai on his back.

"Hey, why don't I carry the girl? "

Sad Arrow protested.

Qin Nuo glanced at the other person's greasy face, which looked like Ba Liang Jin, and said lightly, "It is important for people to know themselves."

Then he carried Leng Daidai on his back and walked straight to the land temple.

"What do you mean people should know themselves... Damn, if you keep talking nonsense, I will send you a lawyer's letter!"

Brother Arrow came to his senses, picked up the meatball-like cherries, and hurriedly chased after him.

...

It was midnight, and the sky was dark.

Qin Nuo and Sad Arrow squatted near the land temple, waiting quietly.

The silence around them was a little scary.

Bursts of cold air blew on the body with the breeze, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees, which made people couldn't help but get goose bumps.

In the wilderness, there was nothing except a piece of wasteland next to the land temple.

"Why hasn't it appeared yet? "

Holding the sad arrow of the ghost hand, his face became even worse, and there was a little white frost between his eyebrows.

Obviously, the ghost hand has brought a lot of influence.

On the other hand, Qin Nuo's breathing was steady, and there was nothing unusual.

Just when the two of them were looking around vigilantly, a cry suddenly came into their ears.

It was a bit quiet.

It seemed to come through the layers of dense forest branches, revealing a ghostly feeling.

Qin Nuo's face sank, and then he looked at the source of the cry.

Behind the land temple not far away, an isolated grave appeared at some point.

There was no tombstone in front of the grave.

A person in white mourning clothes knelt in front of the grave, his body kneeling stiffly in front of the grave.

From the back, it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

And the cry that sounded like a man or a woman came from him.

When...an extra grave appeared?

Qin Nuo's eyes flickered.

He never relaxed his vigilance for a moment.

I am sure that when I glanced just now, there was no grave behind the land temple.