Chapter 116 Double Happiness Town (Seventeen) Who Is the Guest?

Liu Bingding opened his eyes and found that he was wearing a bright red wedding dress and sitting in a closed room.

The wing room was decorated like a wedding room in ancient times, with large Chinese characters "囍" posted on the windows, and red curtains hanging down from the ceiling and the top of the bed, like blood dripping in clear water.

A line of white text refreshed on the system interface in the upper left corner of the sight:

[Side mission (must do): Escape from Xu's house with "Miss Xu"]

"What's 'Ms. Xu'? Don't tell me about elopement, right? Looking at these furnishings, I must have arrived in Shuangxi Town hundreds of years ago, right? This place is called 'Xu's House'. What does it have to do with Mrs. Xu?" "

Liu Bingding kept talking while carefully standing up and walking to the window step by step.

"Crack." Something fell out of his cuff, and he bent down to pick it up.

It was a thick folded paper. From the ink marks seeping through the back of the paper, we could see that there were a lot of densely written words on it.

Liu Bingding spread out the paper, and large paragraphs of text were refreshed on the system interface like mosquitoes and flies. One after another, it was dazzling to see.

[The student's family was poor, he abandoned his studies and became a farmer, he was homeless during the famine years, his sister was photographed by gangsters, and he was trapped in Shuangxi Town...]

After reading the full text in a short time, Liu Bingding scrolled the display text to the end, and the word "Zhang Sheng" was clearly written at the end of the signature.

Two people's voices came from outside the door:

"The lady has been put into the coffin according to the old lady's wishes. Then she will be fooled with that batch of goods..."

"Let's kill the little county magistrate first while the young lady is still awake, so as not to have a long sleepless night while he sends the message."

No matter how slow he is, Liu Bingding can still tell that someone is evil.

He looked around, moved a chair next to the bed and raised it above his head, walked closer to the door, and waited there with bated breath.

With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

Liu Bingding closed his eyes and waved the chair vigorously in front of him three times, making three soft "puff-puff" sounds.

There was no solid porcelain feeling of wood and flesh colliding. Instead, it was as if a ball of paper had been hit. Most of the power was absorbed, and the person who exerted the force was pulled staggering by the inertia.

"he he he he he……"

Something coming in from the door let out a shrill, weird laugh.

Liu Bingding finally stabilized his figure and looked intently. Where were the two shadows in front of him? They are clearly two paper figurines wearing paper clothes. Their limbs and heads are carved out of earthen paper, and red paint is used to smear blush and smiles on their pale cheeks.

Liu Bingding was startled and took a big step back. His leg hit the edge of the wooden bed. The pain made his whole body tremble and he almost fell down on the bed.

"he he he he he……"

The two paper figures seemed to be amused by him, and they laughed louder.

They waved their arms at the same frequency, drifted toward him with a grin, and blocked his way tightly.

From Liu Bingding's perspective, he could even see a touch of red on the pale fingertips of the paper man. The red grew and stretched as if it were substantial, as if it had grown into nails as sharp as a sword, piercing him brightly.

Liu Bingding's whole body was trembling. He reflexively put his hand into his pocket and fumbled around, grabbed a prop and threw it forward.

The prop rotated in the air, shooting out a light that was so dazzling that it blinded people...

…

Darkness, darkness that can engulf everything.

Li Yao lay flat in the darkness, her eyelids so heavy that they seemed to be stuck together with glue, and she couldn't open them.

Her consciousness was as chaotic as catkins, and it was difficult to condense into a complete understanding. She seemed to have fallen into a dark sleep, gradually forgetting who she was, where she came from, and where she was going...

The last image in her memory was a strange smiling face that almost touched the tip of her nose, a paper figurine dressed as a servant...

A paper man? Li Yao was shocked and finally opened her eyes, but before her eyes was still the same darkness as in her dream.

She subconsciously stretched her arm, and her elbow hit the hard board, causing a dull pain in the joint.

This time, she was completely awake. She reached out and looked around. She was surrounded by wooden boards from the top of her head to the bottom of her body. She was suddenly sealed in a small space.

A harsh suona sound suddenly sounded, and the sharp and long tone was like fingernails scratching glass. The distance of the sound is difficult to grasp. It seems to come from far away, and it also seems to be blowing right next to the ear.

very noisy……

Li Yao felt the wooden board under her body move, swaying, rising and falling, like a boat on the sea.

She seemed to be lifted.

"Whose daughter is reckless and stupid, foolish and easy to have children."

"Whose family is in ruins and is a prodigal, but he is buying a bride with all his glory."

"The coffin was carried as a red sedan chair, and the sky was full of white clouds."

"But I hope that the husband and wife will live and die together, and their souls will be buried in the same mound on the same day."

The loud and high-pitched singing voice babbled loudly, accompanied by the unpleasant suona accompaniment, which seemed to be a kind of musical instrument, playing a discordant song together.

The blood in Xu Yao's whole body was cold, and she started to struggle wildly, hammering the coffin repeatedly, making a "bang bang" sound.

"Help me! Let me out!"

"Help me... let me out..."

She shouted loudly, and her voice gradually turned into a crying tone, like the wail of a lonely ghost.

The sound of the suona died down at some point, and a voice muffled through the thick coffin board: "Why should I save you? Can you do me any favors?"

…

It was already noon in Double Happiness Town, and the pointer of the destiny pocket watch pointed to the Roman numeral 12.

Mrs. Xu stood in the middle of the empty avenue and said with a smile: "You have only four guests in total. How can there be any girls? If there are girls, they must be from our town."

"Ah?" Du Xiaoyu was closest to Mrs. Xu and counted on his fingers blankly, "There are obviously five of us, me, Li Yao, Liu Bingding..."

"We remembered wrongly." Qis interrupted him, staring directly at Mrs. Xu, "We are indeed four people, all men, no women."

The smile on Mrs. Xu's face became even brighter, and her whole face wrinkled up. She looked extremely satisfied with Qisi's words.

Du Xiaoyu didn't know why, but he also knew that something was probably going on, so he hesitated.

Mrs. Xu slowly turned around and continued to lead the way, her swinging legs and short fat body like a top.

After walking in silence for a while, Shang Qingbei approached Qisi and asked in a low voice: "Is Li Yao a ghost?"

"I don't know, it's possible that she triggered some mechanism and was temporarily excluded from Double Happiness Town." Qisi's expression did not change, "I thought that after listening to Xu Wen's phone call at the beginning of the dungeon, 'This dungeon has more than one space. 'That's our consensus."

Shang Qingbei's eyes twitched slightly: "We have determined that there is something wrong with the phone. Do you still believe Xu Wen's words?"

"She doesn't have to lie to us about those details, does she?" Qisi walked a few steps quickly and followed Mrs. Xu three meters away. "The best lies are often mixed with part of the truth. Only in this way can the truth be determined. It’s even harder to tell.”

"How do you determine which information is true and which is false?" Shang Qingbei questioned.

Qisi looked back at him and smiled: "I'm not sure. What I said are all my guesses. You can also have yours."

"..." Shang Qingbei heard the familiar tone of coaxing a child and knew that there would be no more conversation that day.

Qisi got a moment of peace as he wished. He walked leisurely on the bluestone floor and followed Mrs. Xu towards Xi'er's house. What came to his mind was Li Yao's various performances since entering the dungeon.

The girl didn't talk much. Most of her words were related to supernatural knowledge and the background of the copy. It was easy to extract important information from it.

In the early morning, she once said worriedly:

'Before entering this dungeon, I dreamed that I died. The body was placed in a very dark and deep place, and I could still hear the sound of water. Now that I think about it, it should be in the well...'

'I remember that in that dream, there were many corpses around me, and I seemed to see you...'

Could this be important information?

Qisi felt something. He picked up his phone and entered the camera software. He clicked on the camera to switch to selfie mode.

What appeared in the picture was a haggard face, only sixty-seven percent similar in appearance to him, with stubble all over his face. The hollow eyeballs in the deep-set eye sockets almost took up all of them, with rough bloodshot eyes growing on the surface, giving off a strong sense of inhumanity.

As a fake prop, the mobile phone is independent of the copy, so it is not subject to the cognitive distortion of the copy and can show the player's true image at the moment.

If it were normal, Zeiss would probably treat this as a characteristic of ordinary role-playing copies and ignore some inconsistencies.

But now he couldn't help but doubt that his soul had come to this strange body, so where was his real body?

In the story of strange creatures found by Li Yao, Zhang Sheng "stumbled and fell into a well, and saw the corpses standing there, feeling melancholy".

When a normal person sees corpses on the ground, their first reaction would be fear; why would Zhang Sheng feel melancholy?

There is only one possibility. What he saw at the bottom of the well was his own body. He knew that he had died and became a ghost.

Ziss thought of a copy of "Dialectical Game" for no reason.

Even if the clone kills the parent, it can still pass the level; the weird game seems to intentionally replace the player with ghosts to achieve an effect of invading reality.

The current situation is quite different. He has turned into another person inexplicably. He looks like him, but is not him...

"We're here, you're tired today, go in and have a rest." Mrs. Xu stopped at the intersection and raised her hand to point ahead.

The alleyway with no human figures was clean and open, and a red house loomed at the end of the alley. Players and NPCs present knew that someone had just died inside, but no one showed any abnormality.

The door to the house was open, but none of the players went in.

Qisi looked at Mrs. Xu who was walking in the opposite direction, and his eyes fell on the soul-calling bell on her waist again: "Sister-in-law Xu, didn't you say you lost the bell before? Why did you put it on again?"

Mrs. Xu stopped, turned her face and smiled: "I found it on the chopping board. It turned out to be the old lady. I took it down while cooking."

"Why do you need to take it off? Isn't it good to keep it on all the time? What if I lose it if I wear it now and then?" Qisi's tone was sincere, as if he was giving the suggestion sincerely.

"You can take it down if you want." Mrs. Xu replied perfunctorily, continuing on the previous path and walking further and further away.

Shang Qingbei adjusted his glasses and analyzed: "At present, it seems that the soul-calling bell has the function of exorcising ghosts and evil spirits. Sister-in-law Xu is a ghost, so she cannot wear it for a long time. Only when delivering meals, in order to prevent us from finding out that there is something wrong with the meals, Just wearing a cover up."

"Wrong." Qisi fiddled with his phone without raising his head. "So what if we know there's something wrong with the food? So what if we don't know? There's no way we won't eat anything in seven days."

"The location is the key. Mrs. Xu wore the soul-calling bell twice, once when she came to Xi'er's house in the evening, and once when she went to Xi'er Temple after the banquet, because she knew that there would be ghosts and monsters there at that time."

"Isn't Mrs. Xu a ghost? How can ghosts be afraid of ghosts?" Du Xiaoyu asked without understanding.

Qisi raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Firstly, she may not think she is a ghost; secondly, she has a ghost in her heart."

Du Xiaoyu was stunned and quickly searched for the corresponding information in his mind.

In the morning, Sister-in-law Xu said, "There have been a few ghosts in our town. We went to the empress's temple to burn paper and pray for her blessing, and the ghosts were suppressed in the well." ’

Shang Qingbei frowned and said, "It makes sense that the Xi Temple is sneaky, but how come the Xi'er family is also sneaky?"

"There have been deaths in Xi'er's family, and they were killed directly or indirectly by Sister-in-law Xu." Qisi changed the phone to his left hand, raised his right hand and put it in front of his eyes. His fingertips were pale as usual and not dirty, "Remember the first time? The blood stain we saw on the window sill should be a clear clue."

"Xi'er is an orphan... Xi'er's family was killed by Sister-in-law Xu?" Du Xiaoyu made a guess. When he looked up, he saw Qisi looking at him with caring eyes.

"You might as well make a bolder guess. For example, is Xi'er really from the town? Is it just because Mrs. Xu let us live with Xi'er in this house just because there is an empty house here?" Qisi His smile was a bit sarcastic, "Is there a possibility that this house itself is for guests from outside the town, and Xi'er was also a guest?"

"Ring, ring, ring..." The ringtone of an incoming call rang without warning, interrupting Qisi's words.

Qisi lowered his eyes and looked at the caller ID on his phone. The word "Xu Wen" was very clear.

He pressed the answer button and turned on the speakerphone.

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