42 Chapter 42

The corridor was silent.

Zong Jiu held the soul-catching bell in one hand and the corpse-driving talisman in the other, and suddenly met Zhuge An's eyes as he put down his arms and stood up from the wall.

On the other side, farther away, Yi Ruisi turned his head on the spot with his black eyes staring, and disappeared outside the mourning hall with a hop.

There was an awkward silence at the scene, with only the pale white light coming in from behind the mourning hall.

Does this count as a live arrest?

"Let's go, don't waste time."

The man in black was about to turn around, but he saw the white-haired young man hesitate to move, "Huh?"

Zong Jiu carefully chose his words, "Are you planning to surrender to the enemy?"

It's no wonder he thought too much, Zhuge An leaned outside and said, "Is everything dealt with?" It always reminded him of the kind of small gang organization that works together to do evil things. One of them was doing crazy things inside, and after clapping his hands, he came out and saw another person leaning against the door to watch the wind, and at the end he said, "Why are you so slow?"

The man smiled, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."

Although he didn't say anything, Zong Jiu read the subtle disgust of "Why hasn't this person's brain turned around" from his face.

"I am the only traitor in this copy."

"Yeah." Zhuge An said casually: "I was in a good mood and jumped the ticket. A mental traitor, a legal traitor, is it not okay?"

As expected of a man known as Zhuge the old thief, he is so skilled at jumping the enemy!

Zong Jiu was shocked.

He felt that if he said no, Zhuge An would take out the Tai Chi Bagua plate and arrest him in the next second.

So after judging the situation, Zong Jiu chose to lie with his eyes open, "......Yes, of course."

In short, the boss of No. 3, you just have to be happy.

The audience watching the live broadcast was even more excited.

Just now, the magician escaped from the ghosts in front of everyone, and used a corpse-driving talisman to perform a capitalist oppression spirit behind the scenes who would not let you go even if you died. Just when the audience was shocked by the "the inner ghost turned out to be him", they unexpectedly turned a corner and there were more shocking things waiting for everyone.

[What the hell? What the hell? What is going on? I am stupid]

[No, I don't quite understand this operation. Judging from the meaning of the conversation between the magician and him, is Zhuge trying to defect to the inner ghost camp? ]

[? ? ? No.3 What is he thinking? Ordinary people help the inner ghost. What reward is there? Defects outweigh gains, okay? This kind of identity card copy was issued at the beginning, and there are still people defecting? Psychopath]

[Wow, wait! So Zhuge deliberately mentioned the inner ghost before, was he actually covering up for the magician and sending intelligence? 】

【Big Brother Zhuge actually cooperated with others, my youth is over】

【+1 I also want to say this, Big Brother Zhuge, such a loner, actually asked for cooperation with others, my youth is over】

【He used to be unruly and alone, but now he is willing to defer his payment for the white-haired beauty and escort her to be his wings to protect her from wind and rain (?) I am moved】

These viewers have truly experienced the fear of being dominated by Zhuge An.

He became famous in the S-level cursed mask copy. He fooled the three major organizations with his infernal affairs. In the end, he not only got away with it but also made a lot of money, causing the three organizations to blacklist him, and everyone remembered his name all of a sudden.

It's a pity that Zhuge An is a lone wolf.

For so long, everyone has only heard about the news that the big brother was fooled and scolded Zhuge the old thief, but never heard that Zhuge An was willing to lower his status and cooperate with others.

Except this time.

Seeing that the white-haired young man wanted to speak, the man said calmly: "I know you still have a lot to ask."

"But that person is in this copy, now is not the time to talk about these."

He mentioned cryptically, "After this copy, I will answer all your questions."

It is self-evident who that person is.

"Does this mean you are going to cooperate with me?" Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows.

"You can understand it this way."

Zhuge An said calmly, "I said that I will never stand against you."

"--But I will not help you like in the first copy. You need to show more strength to prove to me that you have the need for me to answer your questions."

Although the words of never being enemies are debatable, it is not a bad idea to have a short cooperation in this copy. It's okay not to provide help, but it's boring to pass the level as easily as in the first copy every time.

Zong Jiu has nothing to expect from Zhuge An, just hoping that the other party will not stand against him and make trouble. After all, it is not a pleasant thing to have such a person as an opponent.

Zong Jiu extended his hand, "So, happy cooperation again?"

This time, Zhuge An held the slender hand of the white-haired young man and finally shook it completely.

"So, about the previous topic. Are there any suspects?"

They started to play a riddle that only the two of them could understand, and the barrage could only be confused.

"No."

The number of card draws is restored only once every twelve hours. It is so precious that Zong Jiu doesn't use it to get clues. Is it possible that he uses it to calculate which one is the demon's puppet?

Besides, the first four threads of the demon's puppet only indirectly affect the controlled person. As long as No.1 wants, he can just implant two or three threads, so that the controlled person can retain his own thoughts and will not realize the fact that he is controlled.

Zhuge An frowned and fell into deep thought.

For some reason, Zong Jiu suddenly remembered his first cooperation with Zhuge An in the mental hospital copy. That time, except for the attitudes of both parties, the general direction was exactly the same.

At that time, he took the initiative to go to the door relying on his golden finger that knew the plot. Although Zhuge An agreed, he also had scrutiny and hostility that could not be ignored.

Including in Las Vegas, even before the deserted village copy was opened, his arrogance had not diminished at all.

Even if there is a prophecy, Zong Jiu feels that with his arrogant temper, he would never believe in fate.

So what is the reason that made his attitude change 360 ​​degrees?

Zong Jiu thought and lowered his hands, and followed Zhuge An out of the corridor.

When they returned to the temple together, Xu Sen and Xu Su and their group had almost returned.

Seeing the two of them, the others did not doubt it. After all, Zong Jiu had grouped himself and Zhuge An in the same group at the beginning, so everyone subconsciously thought that they would act together. If they did not come together, everyone would be surprised.

"How is it? Is there a result?"

Xu Sen said quickly, "Yes, yes, yes."

If I remember correctly, he should have followed the villagers to see the woman's situation.

Zong Jiu nodded and motioned him to say it.

"We followed Wang Shou and found that they had captured the woman and locked her up in the empty woodshed at the north end of the village."

At this point, Xu Sen showed a trace of anger on his face, "There were villagers guarding outside, and Wang Shou, that bastard, took people in, closed the door of the woodshed, and beat her to death."

Everyone in the team showed the same angry expression.

They followed Xu Sen and heard what a cruel scene it was at that time.

"You stinky bitch, you are a member of our village after you marry here, and you dare to escape back to your parents' home. I will beat you to death today!"

Wang Shou beat and scolded, spitting on the ground, "Useless thing, you have a broken belly that can only give birth to girls, I will sell you to reunite with your precious daughter tomorrow!"

Again and again, the woman kept begging for mercy and screaming, and the cry became weaker and weaker. The beating did not stop.

The people outside couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop the coward who beat the woman, but they were beaten back by the villagers guarding the door with hoes, and a small-scale conflict broke out.

After all, they all remembered the iron rule of not harming NPCs. Although the confrontation was full of tension, they still couldn't really fight in the end.

But even so, this behavior caused the villagers to be wary and dissatisfied with them, the refugees, so when Xu Sen was narrating, his tone was also annoyed.

Compared with other newcomers, he is a C-level with a lot of dungeon experience.

Most old people know not to give too much emotion in horror dungeons.

In the infinite loop, there are also plots where survivors fall in love with each other after influencing the red-clothed female ghost in a certain dungeon. Unfortunately, people and ghosts have different paths, and the survivors are subject to the main system, and finally end up with a forced ending.

They are just passers-by in the horror dungeon, and they will leave here forever after completing the task. So what does it matter to them whether the people in the copy are alive or dead, good or bad? They can neither increase their survival points or system evaluation, nor bring any personal benefits.

"It's okay. If it were me, I would also stop them."

Zong Jiu waved his hand, indicating that this question could be skipped, "What happened later?"

"When we were stopping them, Wang Shou, that bastard, might have heard the noise, so he stopped and only ordered the door to be locked. But we heard him say to others that when the traffickers arrive in the village tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, they will abduct her to the city."

Zong Jiu and Zhuge An exchanged glances, "How is the defense of the firewood room now?"

Xu Sen hesitated: "There are four or five villagers guarding in front and behind, and it is a bit difficult to get around."

"Okay, I understand."

The white-haired young man touched his chin, "So, then This woman is very likely one of the breakthrough points of this dungeon. Let's go over tonight when their defense is relaxed. If you can rescue her, try to save her. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, even in a horror dungeon. It's just a piece of cake. "

Seeing everyone nod, Zong Jiu turned his gaze to Xu Su again, "What about you, did you find anything?"

Xu Su: "Today, everyone in the village came to the temple. There was no one in the market, so we just went to the wall surrounding the Bodhisattva Temple and secretly took some Bodhisattva soil."

After that, he took out a bag of soil wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket, and inside was a handful of deep red Bodhisattva soil.

Zhuge An stared at the soil and frowned.

Zong Jiu didn't notice his slight expression, but nodded, "Put it away first."

They waited here for a long time, and it was estimated to be noon, but they didn't see a trainee from the other team.

During this period, Zong Jiu specially checked the memorial tablet under the clay Buddha, but it was a pity that it was blank without any words. There were only some words that the owner of the tablet had guarded the land of the Buddha and gained merit.

According to the old village chief, this memorial tablet was set up by the villagers for the old woman who starved to death.

Just as Zong Jiu was thinking, there was a "knock, knock, knock" sound from behind the temple.

The old village chief walked in front, leaning on a cane, and limped out of the dark corridor under the clay Buddha.

It was obvious that the old man was still thinking about something, and he didn't even look at them and left directly.

The Yin Po, who was dressed in a black robe from head to toe, followed him and slowly walked out of the darkness.

Although her face under the hood could not be seen clearly, the Yin Qi around her showed no sign of decreasing.

After a moment of silence, a sharp voice sounded.

"Lies, lies everywhere..."

Zong Jiu raised his eyes suddenly.

"The full moon night three days later will be the best time to connect the human world and the underworld."

The Yin Po whispered the name of the dharma: "Unknown outsider, if you encounter danger, please come to the temple at any time. This will be the last refuge."

"Please be careful next. Because human hearts... can turn into ghosts."