MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 163 Black Sea Town Coffin (2)

Lin Zhen opened his mouth, and finally chose to shut himself off directly.

This incident seemed to him even more terrifying than this dungeon, just now he saw the writhing coffin being thrown into the water, and he still jumped onto the car, but now he has a face Frustrated.

Yan Wei didn't expect to discuss anything with Lin Zhen, he was quiet, and Yan Wei was happy to meditate.

His body swayed slightly as the carriage swayed, and the cold wind blew in slightly from the curtains on both sides. He leaned sideways and slightly lifted the curtains of the carriage.

The huge Guanyin Town is covered with snow, but it seems that they have not entered the deep winter. The snow fell on the tile roofs on both sides, and it has melted a lot. The further you go inside, the intersection of white and pitch black is completely invisible, leaving only the bustling town and the cascading roofs overlooking the past.

The snow on the road may be due to too many pedestrians, and it has turned into wet water. Several carriages slowly passed by, leaving the sound of horse hooves falling to the ground.

This area is obviously a small area of ​​residence.

Yan Wei watched the houses on one side slide past, and suddenly a few white copper coins floated in front of them, slanting along with the snow.

His gaze stopped.

In front of a house, there are two long bamboo poles in front of the door, and a thick stack of paper money is inserted on the bamboo poles at the top. The falling paper money should be blown down from the top by the wind of. There were also white cloth bows hanging on the horizontal rails of the door, and flowing pale cloths hung down from both sides. Wei Wei looked in, and there seemed to be white lanterns hanging in the houses of this family.

Could this be the one that had just been mourned?

The carriage passed by this family, Yan Wei was about to look away, when a little paper money mixed in the snow floated in front of him.

But for a moment, another family is doing white things ahead.

He stretched out his hand from the small window on the side of the carriage and lightly caught one of the paper money. A cold touch came from his fingertips, and Yan Wei was a little cold from the wind, and shrank back with this piece of paper money.

There were some snowflakes on the paper money, Yan Wei took it in, the snowflakes melted, and the paper money was slightly wet.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the ordinary paper money in his hand, and said, "Lin Zhen, look out of your window over there."

"Oh, good."

For a moment, Lin Zhen headed out and exclaimed, "This town is quite fun. Several families are holding funerals."

Yan Wei slightly moved her brows, raised her eyelids, looked at the window over Lin Zhen, and vaguely saw White.

He said, "My side is also big."

"But their lives are quite normal. Is it just winter, and there are more elderly people who can't stand it? I remember that before I entered the building, there were many elderly people who couldn't survive the winter every year. I often see first aid and funerals on the road." Lin Zhen turned around and drew the curtain.

"The density is too high, and Guanyin Town is not the kind of place with a large area and a particularly large population. There are only three or four houses in one street, and it is unlikely to be a normal death. As for their normal life... this It can only mean that they are almost numb or getting used to it, but they are still afraid." Yan Wei recalled the shore of the Black Sea just now, "When I threw the coffin, the book boy was startled when I shouted, and the others were even more shocked. very nervous."

"Why?"

"..." Yan Wei ignored him, "Do you think I know?"

"Don't you know everything?"

"Or I will throw you under the sea to see? Maybe I can find it out."

“…”

"It's not an overnight thing to make people accustomed to corpses. It should have been a few years in Guanyin Town. The sea will turn black, which may be related to their funeral customs, but funeral customs cannot be only It lasted a few years, certainly not just because of funeral customs."

The carriage stopped suddenly.

The coachmen of several carriages pulled the horses to both sides of the road, and there was the sadness and music that Cai Yanwei had heard at the seaside, and the footsteps of a large number of people. Several of the footsteps were heavy and seemed to be carrying heavy things.

After the carriage stopped, Yan Wei slightly opened a gap and looked out, as expected, he saw a group of funeral procession, a group of nervous people standing in front and back, and several people in the middle were carrying coffins . This coffin was even more tightly sealed than the one just now, with all the nails around the entire coffin as far as the eye could see, and a thick hemp rope was tied outside the coffin.

Another funeral procession.

When the team passed by, the driver started to drive the horse again.

Yan Wei patted Lin Zhen.

"What?"

"I don't think it's necessary to wait until the school to start the investigation," he said. "It's after noon now. When you arrive at the school and come out again, it will delay time."

He thought he had no other clues before, so he will see if there is any other information when he arrives at the school. But along the way, the road has obviously been unusual.

Yan Wei always felt that there was something wrong with their current task. Although he and Lin Zhen have the same mission, the prompt tone has specially added a qualifier, so it can't be superfluous.

In case the mission is different and the players have different goals, he has a competitive relationship with those players who are not fuel-efficient lamps, and the time cannot be calculated from the time limit for completing the mission. What he has to do is not to complete the task, but to complete the task as quickly as possible before the competition.

Yan Wei leaned out and said to the carriage driving: "Master, we missed some things when we came, and saw that there are several shops selling them in the place we passed by, can we first Get out of the car to buy something?"

The driver of the car pulled the horse: "Can you find the way, sir? Should I drive there?"

This should just be an ordinary nc.

Yan Wei said: "No, those shops are at the fork where we passed. The road to enter is a bit narrow, and it is not convenient for carriages to enter. We remember the road."

The driver did not object, and talked to the book boy who came to pick them up. The book boy came and told them to come back after buying them, and don’t run around. They got out of the car, and the other carriages continued to go to the Guanyin Academy. Their carriage was pulled aside, and the driver of the carriage waited for them to come back alone.

Yan Wei and Lin Zhen got out of the car, instead of going to the shops, they turned a few corners and returned to the place where the funeral procession passed by.

Since this family is being mourned, something must have happened. Compared with those who have closed their doors and done white things, this family can at least see people.

“Not chasing?”

"If they don't chase, they are still carrying the coffin. If they chase, they will look again and throw the coffin into the water. They will walk from this side and will come back naturally."

Yan Wei and Lin Zhen found a relatively hidden place by the roadside and waited for a few moments, until Yan Wei's cheeks were a little red, which made his already fair face more docile , only those amber eyes are very agile.

Fortunately, this copy does not suppress the data, although he is cold, he does not feel frozen.

After another moment, the funeral procession returned the same way.

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Yan Wei took Lin Zhen and secretly followed behind these people, walking around several streets, fortunately, the terrain of the entire Guanyin Town was square, and the road Not too hard to remember. These people are just ordinary NC, they can't find the two players who are not ordinary people.

When these people arrived at the door of the house, Yan Wei looked at the open door in front of him and the tablet inside. There was also a doorman in mourning clothes standing at the door, receiving the condolences. people.

He pushed Lin Zhen: "Go and knock out one of the people carrying the coffin, put on mourning clothes and follow."

"Doesn't that just show me what I look like?"

"No, these coffins are relatively strong, and their expressions are slightly more relaxed than others, more like people who specialize in this kind of work to make money, definitely not familiar faces, It's safest for you to dress up as them for the time being. And there's something weird in this town, as long as you don't show up, the person you knocked out won't think about it.

Lin Zhen understood, he rolled up the sleeves of his long robe and was about to go, Yan Wei pulled him and said, "After you go in, you just need to find out who the dead person is, probably When you die, it's just about what kind of person he was before he was alive."

"Don't ask about the Black Sea?"

"Do you want to be found out that you were infiltrating?"

"Also." Lin Zhen flipped his sleeves and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Yan Wei hid aside and waited for Lin Zhen to come out.

There is no downtown here, they are all people in the town, and there are not many people walking around. Yan Wei looked at the floating snow in front of him and waited boredly, and unconsciously thought of Yan Mingguang.

Where was Yan Mingguang scattered to the dungeon? What kind of identity is it? In this top-level dungeon, what kind of tricks will the malicious use? Could it be... there are two more Yan Mingguang?

Yan Wei does not know yet.

They have been inseparable along the way, even if they are separated, it is only a moment. Now that I haven't seen anyone since I entered the dungeon, Yan Wei always feels uneasy.

It seems that if you don't watch Yan Mingguang a little bit, a good living person will run away.

He knew that Yan Mingguang had secrets, but he also firmly believed that Yan Mingguang would not do anything bad for him. He wanted to ask, and knew that Yan Mingguang wouldn't say it, so he guessed faintly in his heart, and the more he guessed, the more obvious the feeling of being unreliable.

This man has always been with him on the road.

He must be missing the most crucial piece of memory. In the memory, is the most real Yan Mingguang, the steadfastness he is looking for.

After a while, Lin Zhen came out of the house in that mourning clothes.

The mourning clothes are always solemn. But this serious appearance was ruined by Lin Zhen in just a moment: "Here, little pet, I found out - it's too easy, enter the tablet, and the tablet has the name and date of death, and then listen to them casually, you I heard everything I wanted to hear."

"How is it?" Yan Wei asked.

"The name of the deceased is He Qu. He was thirty-two years old and had been dead for thirteen days. The snow was heavy a few days ago, and it was a little warmer today, so it was arranged to carry a coffin for the funeral today. It should be the same, so we saw several groups. He died very strangely. He was alive and kicking the day before, and suddenly died on the bed the next morning. His body was covered with corpse spots, as if he had been dead for many days. Others, they seem to be very taboo and no one talks about it."

"Is there anything special about this person?"

"No, it's a very ordinary person, who can read a little, usually write and sell paintings for a living. Sometimes he will secretly run to the brothel with his wife on his back, and make a noise when he is discovered One. Oh also, there was a six-year-old child, and they didn't talk about the others. I stayed for a while and watched them and they didn't say anything else. I went in pretending to be a worker, and I wasn't very good at talking, so I came out. "

Yan Wei nodded: "Enough."

"They didn't mention anything about the Black Sea, water burials, and corpses, so why don't they go in and ask? Even if we ask, it will definitely be seen that they are not locals."

"I really want to get in there and ask," Yan Wei said, "Our purpose is the secrets related to the Black Sea - or, in other words, the things that everyone in this Guanyin Town tacitly admits but taboo. We Go to the clothes store next to you first and buy something."

"Isn't it a reason to buy something?"

Yan Wei just smiled.

He took Lin Zhen and the money they had with them in their current status, and went to a nearby ordinary clothing store to buy two fitted and new mourning clothes.

Lin Zhen: "Oh, yes, change clothes before mixing in."

Yan Wei glanced at him and led him back to the family's house.

Just when Lin Zhen was about to steal an invitation from a guest who came to express his condolences, Yan Wei turned around and took him to the opposite door of the family.

Lin Zhen: "?"

Yan Wei has knocked on the door of the funeral home.

If he goes directly to the funeral home and asks, his identity as an "out-of-towner" will definitely arouse vigilance. If he asks directly to the door, others will not trust him. He took the information about the funeral home, knocked on the door opposite, and called an information clerk.

Anyway, Guanyin Town is weird, everyone in the town knows it, you don't need to go to the funeral person to ask.

The young man was wearing a mourning dress made of coarse linen, and the mourning dress was yellow in the white, which matched with his already fair complexion. His cheeks were a little red, as if blown by the wind.

The child watched and opened the door unconsciously, not so vigilant.

Lin Zhen rolled his eyes in the back, not knowing what Yan Wei was doing.

Yan Wei just had a sullen face, like those who organize funerals, and whispered nervously: "Can the master let me in? He Qu is my cousin, my sister-in-law really can't bear it. He left so suddenly, a few days ago, he secretly invited the mage to do some extra rituals, but the mage said some things that disturbed the family, and even affected your family, so I asked me to tell you."

The child said "wait a minute", then closed the door again, and there was the sound of jogging.

A moment later, it was an old woman who came to open the door.

The old woman looked haggard, with thick dark circles under her eyes. She opened the door completely and said, "Two young masters, please come in."

Yan Wei and Lin Zhen followed. As soon as they entered the door, the children with their upturned buns closed the door immediately, as if they were afraid that something unclean would run in.

As soon as the family entered the door, there was a patio, and there were small canals for drainage in all directions. At this moment, it was full of frozen snow. Going further inside is the hall, which is very simple. Except for the coffee table and chairs, there is only one small stool stacked with children's toys. The handle of the chair is also tied with a piece of red silk. There is really nothing else to see.

The old woman greeted them to sit down and said worriedly: "Did the mage see something unclean?"

Lin Zhen couldn't sit still and played leisurely on the side, Yan Wei knew that he was measured and didn't bother to care about him.

He walked to the empty chair beside the chair with toys, sat down in front of the old woman, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it? The master talked about things in the town. After reading it, the master said, something went into my cousin's house, and now my cousin... hey, that thing ran to your house."

The old woman was startled, stood up suddenly, then sat down tremblingly, and said in a panic: "This thing has been haunting for several years, why is it our turn..."

This thing?

Yan Wei's eyes moved slightly, and she said calmly: "You calm down first—"

"Hey, how can I calm down," the old woman's face was almost wrinkled, "My daughter suddenly told me that she saw something unclean, half a month ago, the whole body They were all talking about it, but I went crazy that night. I went to see a doctor. The doctor said it was a delusional disorder. After so many days of treatment, it did not get better. You young people always like to say that there are too many corpses piled up in water burials, and there is grievance in the sea. I brought dirty things, but how many years has it been for the water burial? My grandparents and my grandparents were all buried in water, and the town was very peaceful at that time.

"I see, that female ghost is a woman who is not ready to die, and the dead are all middle-aged men... One by one, they still die in peace, and they have to die in a coffin. Get up, isn't this just trying to seek revenge for the female ghost?"

Girls?

This sea was not black at first, is it because this female ghost appeared in Guanyin Town recently?

Yan Wei said: "Don't worry, it won't take long for the sea to turn black—"

"It's been four or five years, yet not long? That is, you young people think that four or five years is not a long time. Half of my body is almost buried in the ground. The foreigners asked, and they lied to them that it was just a monster at sea! I have pity on my daughter, my husband died early, and I took the child by myself.

Yan Wei narrowed his eyes, touched the paper money he just picked up in his sleeve, and finally understood why Guanyin Town was so strange.

The master said, buy a few more pieces of agarwood at home and burn them. Agarwood is something to ward off evil spirits. After burning for a long time, she will stay in another place. The older the agarwood, the more useful it is."

The old lady quickly thanked.

The goal was achieved, Yan Wei excused that there were still a lot of trivial chores to do at home, so he called Lin Zhen and turned to leave.

As soon as she turned around, she ran into a sight.

A woman with disheveled hair and light-colored clothes was standing at the door, looking blankly at him. Lin Zhen had seen her a long time ago, and at this moment stood beside the woman with a smile, raised his hand and waved in front of the woman.

Yan Wei: “…”

The woman didn't seem to see Lin Zhen, but just looked straight at this side. After watching for a while, she suddenly showed a frightened expression, turned her head and ran to the side lying there. .

The old woman hurried out.

It seems that this is the daughter who was frightened by the female ghost and became insane.

Under such circumstances, the old woman naturally had no time to take care of them, Yan Wei patted the child's head, stuffed the child with some money, and dragged Lin Zhen out of the house.

The moment she stepped out of the door, the sound of the building sounded in Yan Wei's mind.

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[Please note that all players have completed the first main quest corresponding to this player, and the next stage will be opened. Players, please make persistent efforts and keep up with the progress. ]

In front of the Guanyin Town Pier, a young man in a blue-gray Taoist robe and a Tai Chi compass in his hand made a move.

“…someone finished the first task?”

Under the endless monument.

The crowd of Wuyangyang erupted in discussions tenfold and hundredfold.

"The copy was given before midnight, right? It was only in the afternoon, and it was still dark, so he finished..."

"Has this Yan Wei really only passed a few dungeons? From the perspective of God, we know that this top-level dungeon has different camps. How did he in such a short period of time speculate that it is better than the opposite? Is the camp fast?"

"Song Chengan has never lost in the exploration of the progress of the dungeon. He is actually faster than Song Chengan?? Song Chengan is by the pier, just a little bit!"

“…”

In the distance, in the apartment where the players at the bottom were, an ordinary player looked at Yan Wei from Lin Zhen's perspective.

He is just one of the players who are struggling in the world of the building. He doesn't have any special features, and he doesn't have any advantages. He can't be like those geniuses. The moment he was sent into the dungeon, he kept going upstairs and lifted the building and ran faster than anyone else.

He just ascended the building layer by layer, the first floor went to the second floor, and the second floor went to the third floor. Sometimes he will fail in the dungeon, and he will fall down the building with a near-death experience, and he will have to come from the bottom several floors.

Ordinary and ordinary, like everyone else, paying attention to the top-level copy that shook the entire world in the building.

He looked at the projected picture, the young man in plain white mourning clothes with a clear and spiritual temperament, always felt that this face was a little familiar. Such an outstanding face is not easy to remember.

It seems that a few years ago, he had seen this person in the copy on the fifth and sixth floors. At that time, the dungeon reached an unprecedented level of difficulty. There were many people entering the dungeon, and many people died every day. There were bloodstains all over the floor when they went out. Only that person was very calm from the beginning to the end, and finally let the NC runaway in the dungeon run away.

He was lucky to survive to the end, thanks to the person who survived, and successfully produced a copy. Because the dungeon was too difficult, the gifts he got after the settlement also made him profit a lot in the subsequent dungeons.

He couldn't remember many people he had met in the dungeon, but he remembered very clearly that the best player in that dungeon, codenamed "v", later became the legendary Xuan Xuan who was called in the world in the building Bird Master, when he was still struggling on the tenth floor, V had already opened the top-level copy, which caused a shock to the world in the building a few years ago.

The young man in front of him looks a lot like…

The man shook his head.

How is that possible, v is a few years ago, he either died in the ninety-ninth floor dungeon a few years ago, or he may have left the world inside the building with his abilities.

He must have misremembered.

Guanyin Town.

Players scattered everywhere heard the sound and took a breath.

A toss in the air.

The white paper money, accompanied by the snow and other paper money that flew out of this house, rose up together in the wind, and then fell down.

Lin Zhen scratched his head: "What are you doing?"

"I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, as a thank you for the clues this deceased brought us."

When the words fell, Yan Wei and Lin Zhen heard the prompt sound about the next stage of the task.