Chapter 289 [Seven Days of Return] Protagonist

"You don't seem surprised?"

Dong Facai's cough became more intense, and there was no trace of blood on his face, as pale as a corpse.

But from his smiling face and cheerful tone, it is not difficult to judge that he is in a good mood now.

"It's okay... Although it's a little late, I finally figured it out in the last minute."

Using the [Gentleman's Cane] to support his body that was on the verge of limit, Gao Yi's tone was still calm and full of confidence.

"Oh? I thought my disguise was perfect."

Dong Facai maintained a slow and leisurely pace, drawing a big circle with Gao Yi as the center, and stopped completely until he walked to the huge coffin.

Is he delaying time?

No, not really.

The remaining one or two minutes are not enough for Gao Yi to make any additional actions.

Rather than delaying Gao Yi's actions, Dong Facai's words are enjoying the fruits of victory.

Instead, it should be himself who needs this time.

Slightly raising his head, Gao Yi used his peripheral vision to quickly collect information from the surroundings, and spoke slowly as if thinking:

"In fact, there are many loopholes, but in the chaotic situation, I did not connect them together."

"The most obvious one in the early stage should be Zheng Qiyu's words."

[Interestingly, I made arrangements in several "player cities" in the south more than a month in advance, and spent a lot of money to buy all the "Seven Days of Soul Return" tickets on the market during this period...]

[Hey, didn't they say that there were only fifteen tickets for this "Seven Days of Soul Return" period? I have thirteen in my hand, why are there three more? 】

While giving his body the necessary buffer time, Gao Yi continued to narrate:

"My own ticket source is not so conventional, which makes me feel guilty about this issue and lacks the necessary exploration and thinking."

"Now that I think about it, the reason for the extra person is not complicated..."

Gao Yi raised his cane and pointed at Dong Facai under the coffin:

"Because there is a person who did not come in during this time period, so he naturally would not use the batch of tickets collected by Zheng Qiyu."

Applause suddenly sounded, and Teacher Dong raised his head slightly, smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"To be honest, I didn't expect that there would be a player who could do this. When the little girl said this, I was shocked..."

After a slight pause, he looked at Gao Yi again:

"How is she?"

"She was seriously injured, but she has left the dungeon with the others. There are only two of us players left here."

Gao Yi did not mean to hide anything, so he put down his cane again and gave a straightforward response.

This brief interruption also made his narration faster:

"This loophole is the most obvious, but it is not the only one."

"We have an identity in the dungeon, but we only have it, and you are the only one recognized by others."

[It's okay. You guys live in this building, but you don't see each other many times a year. Only Teacher Dong looks a little familiar.]

"You have a very deep knowledge reserve of the relevant operations and information of corpse refining."

[Corpse refining, this kind of skill that is said to come from Maoshan magic, requires a lot of preliminary preparation, and the process mainly includes five steps: "selecting corpses", "stopping corpses", "bathing corpses", "raising corpses" and "spiritual communication"]

[There is a portrait of her husband in the room, and the coffin is not in the so-called "four yin land, ruined situation"]

"So, An An actually felt something was wrong a long time ago, and even found something about her potted plants."

[Uncle, are you about to become a ghost?]

[That's not what I mean, it's just that my 'Lily' is a little strange today... I think you look familiar, uncle, have you been a ghost somewhere before? 】

Gao Yi took two steps back, changed to a better angle, and looked up at the sky covered by the soul-summoning banner and black fog.

From this point of view, the sunlight in this world does not seem to be non-existent, but is simply completely blocked.

Dong Fa Cai, who was opposite, no longer had the smile on his face. He just stared at Gao Yi indifferently, waiting for more words from him.

And Gao Yi did not disappoint the protagonist:

"Now think about it, the so-called "seven days to return to the soul" is full of misleading, because from the very beginning, this "seven days" does not refer to the seven days in the copy."

"On the contrary, it refers to the seven days in reality."

"And that time happened to be the time when the ticket for the "Seven Days to Return to the Soul" copy last appeared in China."

[I also heard that the copies of various types within "Level 3" will only appear in a certain area of ​​the world in each time period, and will not be carried out at the same time. The last time it appeared in China was a week ago]

"You spent the reality Seven days in the dungeon, forty-nine days in the dungeon, pretending that your life span is coming to an end and seeking a chance to extend your life, in order to hide your intention of resurrection - presumably you want to resurrect your wife. "

"You have tried to dissuade these dungeon characters from moving forward, and you have monopolized the Golden Fang, using some method to drive various monsters and the Five Poisons to work for you, blocking all those who may affect your plan."

"To be honest, is it really necessary to fake your death once after doing this?"

A long narrative mixed with memories made Gao Yi, who was in a very bad state, need to slowly adjust his breathing rhythm before he could ask the last question.

Take a deep breath, Gao Yi turned his attention back to the front again.

No need to turn the wrist again to adjust the light curtain.

From the state of the coffin, it is not difficult to see that the time limit is coming.

But to Gao Yi's surprise, Dong Facai coughed very violently at this time, but he couldn't stop laughing in the middle.

After a long time, he recovered, as if he thought of the funniest thing in the world, and bent down and patted his knees:

"You are wrong...wrong about two things."

Seeing this, Gao Yi just evaluated the feasibility of his direct attack while speaking calmly:

"I would like to hear more about it."

On the other side, Dong Facai's cough became more intense, and then developed into vomiting, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a waterfall.

But he still laughed and insisted on answering Gao Yi's questions:

"First, first of all... I'm not pretending to be dying, I'm really going to die soon... 'Resurrection' is not without cost..."

The amount of bleeding was obviously beyond normal, and the blood flow was gradually not limited to the mouth, but his ears, eye sockets, nose, hands, and black blood flowed out everywhere:

"Secondly... who told you that the 'Five Poisons' are helping me stop you? They... hahahahaha, they are stopping me, stopping my plan!!"

Dong Facai's words exploded in Gao Yi's mind like thunder.

At the same time, the coffin that had been tilted for a long time finally broke free from the last chain and fell to the ground.

The early morning hours finally arrived.

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