Chapter 100 Double Happiness Town (1) Taking the Yin Road

"Let me tell you, our Shuangxi Town is a first-rate big town. If you look anywhere else, you will see it is in the corners of the poor countryside. You will never find a town as big as ours!"

The hoarse sound was like a brush rubbing against the bark of a tree, ringing happily around me, accompanied by the "swishing" sound of a wooden paddle hitting the water.

Qisi opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a raft. Standing in front of him was a skinny little old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a wooden oar and paddling.

The raft floated on the black-green river water, moving forward slowly and steadily.

The old man who was punting the boat was quite talkative and kept talking: "I'll tell you again, our Feng Shui is good every drop. We rely on water to gather wealth, and the wealth will not be revealed. This river is full of energy. You are allowed in but not allowed out. The wealth comes in, but nothing can escape. This river is such that ordinary people can’t come, and they don’t dare to come!”

Is Chinese style scary?

Qisi looked at the noisy old man who was so thin that he had only a handful of bones left, and suddenly wanted to push him to see if he could swim.

He put his hands into his trouser pockets and put on a gentle and harmless smile on his lips: "Old man, isn't the river too narrow? If two boats come in and out, wouldn't they get stuck?"

As he spoke, he lowered his gaze and saw a name tag hanging around his neck with the words "Folklore Investigator" written on it, which should be his identity in this copy.

The plastic card sleeve wrapped with the famous brand was thick and bulging, and it seemed like something was stuck in it.

The old man said: "Didn't the nest say that no living person is allowed in or out of this river? If you want to go out, take the dry road."

"Is there something special about it?" Qisi casually lifted up the name tag hanging on his chest and glanced down.

There is a stack of photos on the back of the name tag, and the top is a group photo of a girl in her early twenties holding the hand of a young man in a white shirt, smiling sweetly.

The girl on the left has long hair, a baby face that is as white as plaster on the wall, her lips are also white, her eyebrows are so light that they are almost invisible, and only her eyes are a thick black circle that cannot see the light.

The young man on the right is Qisi himself. To be precise, he is the unknown guy holding Qisi’s face. He is making an expression that Qisi is not familiar with, with a look of happiness that is dazzled by love. It aroused the righteous owner's spiritual obsessiveness.

Qisi lowered his eyes and kept talking: "We specialize in the study of folk culture. Uncle, please tell us about anything you know. When the time comes to start the tourism industry, it will be easy to take these into consideration."

The old man snorted and said, "What's so important about it? We all have to go the same way and don't run into each other?"

What a simple and unpretentious answer...

Qisi was a little disappointed, and then he heard the old man lower his voice and say mysteriously: "If I really want to ask for an explanation, I can tell you one, two, three, four..."

His voice was gloomy and slurred, as if he had phlegm in his mouth: "Water belongs to yin, and the water channel is the yin road. The yin road enters and the yang road comes out. Humans and ghosts take different paths, and life and death are different paths..."

White mist curled up in front of me, and the wet vapor hit my face and rushed into my nose, giving me a sticky suffocating feeling.

Silver-white text appeared before his eyes, accompanied by an emotionless electronic sound.

[Copy Name: "Double Happiness Town"]

[Copy Type: Team Survival]

[Main mission: Find Xu Wen and take her away]

[Pre-tip: The living are not necessarily alive, and the dead are not necessarily dead]

Qisi now knew the name of the girl in the photo, which was Xu Wen.

"This is a team survival dungeon. It's a good thing. We don't have to fight anymore!" A thick voice behind him sounded angrily, with overflowing joy. "The confrontation dungeon seven days ago was too bad. Fortunately, I'm good at pretending to be dead. ”

This person sounded like he was not very smart: "My name is Liu Bingding, and this, plus the novice pool, is my sixth dungeon. I am an actor, and I am ashamed to say that I play the role of a corpse as a backdrop."

Someone raised his head and introduced himself one after another:

"My name is Du Xiaoyu, and this is my fourth dungeon. Hey, I just became an official player, but in reality I am a freelancer."

"Li Yao, the fifth time. I mainly write supernatural novels and know more about folklore."

"Shang Qingbei, the fourth copy...well, I am a senior in high school and will take the college entrance examination this year."

If what they say is true, the players in this dungeon are about the same level. They are all rookies who have just become official players.

This is a normal configuration. Newcomers and rookies of equal strength are pecking each other, and the fight is full of back-and-forth. Like the last dungeon, it was a rare and extreme situation to face a player of Lu Li's level right from the start.

Qisi was in a good mood, and his tone became much more relaxed for a while: "Old man, to be honest, I have a girlfriend who also works in this industry, but she disappeared after coming to your town. I don't know..."

"Never seen it, never seen it!" The old man waved his hand impatiently, "Our town only allows outsiders to stay for seven days, and this one-month nest can support a whole bunch of you."

"Looking for someone, looking for someone. If you lose someone, come to the nest to look for it. If you don't like your own people, you can't make things clear..."

Qisi raised his eyebrows: "Are there other people besides us looking for someone?"

The old man didn't say a word, but a dark hand put his hand on Qisi's shoulder: "Brother, let's get to know each other. What's your name? What do you do?"

This voice came from Du Xiaoyu.

Qisi turned around expressionlessly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the lean and dark man behind him pointing at him in surprise: "I've seen you in the newspaper, you are the Qi... Qi... "

"Qi Wen." Qis smiled awkwardly and gave his pseudonym.

He made the most natural reaction for ordinary people after being recognized. At the same time, he shook his shoulders and brushed off Du Xiaoyu's dirty hands.

"Yes! You are that Qi Wen!"

The little black monkey-like figure is no more than 18 or 19 years old. He is wearing a black T-shirt with a skull printed on it, and he looks carefree.

After receiving Qisi's words, he winked and said, "I understand you", and then said with a smile: "I'll call you Brother Qi! I cut out the report and posted it at home, and read it back and forth dozens of times. Who are you?" My idol!”

Zisi recalled the report titled "A 22-year-old boy from our city held a county-level exhibition to win honor for his hometown" and his eyes twitched slightly.

He didn't believe a word Du Xiaoyu's fans said, but in front of everyone, he still smiled and nodded: "Haha, I didn't expect that I am so famous and can be recognized everywhere."

"But no matter what happens in reality, entering the weird game is the same starting point, so there is no need to talk nonsense. This is my nineteenth dungeon, and I happen to have some guesses about the background of this dungeon." He thought of something. It was an interesting way to play, so I directly copied Lu Li’s lines.

As soon as the words "Nineteenth" came out, the players' eyes changed. Four eyes were directed at them. Some were suspicious, while others were surprised.

He seems to be a tolerant and friendly senior player, and he seems to be quite willing to cooperate and share his discoveries...

Qisi deliberately conveyed the wrong understanding and said calmly: "The main plot of this dungeon is to find people. A girl named Xu Wen disappeared in Shuangxi Town. We are all her relatives or friends. Let's make an appointment. Come find her together and take her home."

"Since this is a team copy, I hope everyone will share clues and don't hide any ideas. Pretending to be smart and making your own decisions may harm more than just yourself. Everyone is important, and I don't want the five of us to People are attrition because of stupidity.”

As Qisi spoke, he checked the names and faces of several players.

The strong and angular man is Liu Bingding, who calls himself an actor. He is about thirty years old, wearing blue long-sleeved trousers, his hair is parted in the middle, and his face is neatly groomed. However, his appearance is not impressive, so no wonder he can only play the role of a corpse.

The slender boy wearing a blue and white school uniform and black-rimmed glasses is naturally Shang Qingbei. He has an ordinary appearance and a pimple on his forehead can be faintly seen under his bangs. He is holding a thick English dictionary. It can be seen that he really wants to go to Qingbei.

Li Yao is the only woman among the five and is very easy to recognize. Wearing black tights, he looks to be in his mid-twenties, with short and neat hair. Because she was sitting down, she couldn't tell her exact height, but looking at her upper body, she should be quite tall.

None of them look like massacre players, but the possibility of excellent acting skills cannot be ruled out. It is doubtful whether there are members of the Silas mixed in among them.

All of them had "Folklore Investigator" name tags hung around their necks. Judging from the thickness of the plastic shell, something must have been clamped on the back.

I just don’t know if it’s a similar photo or some other clue.

Qisi raised the corners of his lips and said warmly: "I can tell you that I am Xu Wen's boyfriend. What about you?"

Du Xiaoyu glanced around, obviously looking at the system interface: "I didn't say my identity here, there wasn't even a narration."

Li Yao glanced at the back of the name tag and shook her head: "Me too, the game didn't tell me anything."

The other two nodded, indicating that Li Yao was right.

Shang Qingbei looked back and felt a little angry: "Why did you become our leader so naturally? Just because you are a so-called 'senior player'? What evidence do you have to prove that what you said is true?" "

The smile on Qisi's face continued: "There is no way to prove it, but this is a team copy. What good does it do me to lie to you? You are not stupid. The reason of 'seizing the leadership position and deceiving others' is very popular among official players." time cannot be established.”

"Okay, logically there is no problem." Shang Qingbei did not intend to believe Qisi's lies. In his opinion, one of these old players was an old cunt. The friendlier Qisi smiled, the more suspicious.

He shrugged: "I don't believe there will be any help in weird games. Animals like humans are always self-interested."

"It's not surprising that you have such thoughts." Qisi sighed quietly, "After all, what happened in Kyushu just now..."

He didn't continue. The other players had heard about Lu Li's story and automatically figured out the cause and effect.

There were not many players watching the live broadcast of "Hopeless Sea", but not too many. At least few people present knew that Qisi was "Si Qi".

Shang Qingbei asked: "Are you from Kyushu?"

Chiss sighed again, focusing on not admitting or denying.

Silence spread among the players, and in the silence only the sound of wooden paddles carving the water could be heard.

Qisi turned back to the bow of the ship, with his back to the four people behind him, and looked at the vast white mist ahead.

The dew is cold and the fog is heavy, and the distant scenery is blurred in the tiny gauze-like water drops. Only high and low gray shadows can be seen, and the vague outline outlines the appearance of the water town.

The old man standing at the bow of the boat had a stooped figure, but his thin arms exposed from under his raincoat were extremely powerful, and he slapped the wooden pole on the water again and again.

Wow... Wow...

With a uniform sound, the stretching stone walls on both sides stopped abruptly, and the eyes became vast, spreading out to a lake with no left and right edges visible.

The fog dissipated at some point, and a quaint southern town appeared on the other side of the lake. The color scheme of white walls and black tiles looked like a picture made with ink on rice paper.

The shore is paved with blue stone slabs, and several women in floral clothes sit in a row on their knees, rolling their clothes with wooden sticks, and the white soap foam they break out floats along the current.

The raft approached a stone step, hit it with a "click", and was pushed away by the reaction force. The old man remained motionless on the bow of the boat. He skillfully used a pole to stabilize the raft and docked it firmly at the edge of the stone steps.

"We're here, get off!" The old man exhaled a puff of white smoke and warned, "Remember, outsiders can only stay for seven days."

Seven days? It should be the time limit for this copy.

I don’t know if “Xu Wen” in the mission, as the dungeon NPC, is within this time limit.

Zeiss asked, "What happens after seven days?"

"I don't know! No outsider has ever stayed in our town for seven days and still hasn't left." The old man muttered, "Seven more days, seven days is enough!"

This sounds strange. Li Yao murmured: "Seven is the child of the yang number in Taoism, the intersection of yin and yang. The first seven souls return to pay off the debt of gratitude and end the fate of the world."

When encountering an NPC who obviously knows a lot of information, the players will naturally not let him go.

Du Xiaoyu asked: "Old man, why can outsiders only stay for seven days? Also, what do you mean by the first seven days?"

The old man squinted his eyes and waved his hands twice as if impatiently: "Why are you young people so embarrassed? Go and go, when we get to the town, everyone who needs to know will know."

The NPCs began to drive people away, and the players did not dare to neglect and stepped ashore one after another.

Qisi stood on the bluestone floor, looked sideways at the old man and smiled: "Old man, have we paid the boat fee? My memory is not good, I kind of forgot."

"I didn't pay." The old man grinned his toothless mouth and made a "ho ho" sound from the black hole. "You don't have any money that can be used here..."

Large pieces of white smoke poured out from his mouth and enveloped the five people on the shore. His figure suddenly became transparent, and even the raft under his feet became as light as clouds, and disappeared in a few breaths.

Where were the lakes and cliffs in the direction we came from? There is clearly only a narrow inland river, with white walls and black tiles on one side of the river, and white walls and black tiles on the other side of the river.

Houses of different heights take the inland river as the central axis, with terraces extending to both sides. Players are already in the center of Shuangxi Town.

Behind it is a funeral shop wrapped in black cloth, with a dozen paper figures about the same height as the players displayed vertically.

In front of my eyes, bright red silk with flowers hanging down from the dark eaves, connecting the houses to the endless distance.

Huge bright red characters "囍" are pasted on every wall, reflecting a thin red color on the white walls.

The women washing clothes that I saw earlier were still kneeling on the same spot, without raising their heads, focusing on washing clothes in silence. It's just that the clothes in their hands have turned into a dazzling red, which is clearly the wedding dress of the bride in a traditional Chinese wedding.

Something fell from the sky, white, like snow.

Qisi raised his hand to catch a few pieces. There was a hole in the paper ring, which was the paper copper coins used in funeral ceremonies to send out impediments.

[Double happiness in life, one is wedding and the other is funeral]

On the system interface, white words refreshed.

The indistinguishable voices of men and women lengthened their pitch and chanted like a blessing:

[When you get married, you wear new clothes, welcome new people, enter a new house, and wear red makeup for ten miles]

[During the funeral, one wears clean clothes and sends the old person off to the shady house with ten miles of white gauze]

【Come naked, marry in glory, leave naked——】

The voice suddenly rose in pitch, mixed with sharp and terrifying laughter, and shouted:

【Happy, happy! 】

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