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"What a ghost." Ren Yifei grinded his back molars.
He was just so lucky, Ren Yifei knew it early on.
Others can only meet him once or twice in his life. As for him, he can never meet the things in the world.
Even if he didn¡¯t know the cause or consequences, Ren Yifei knew that he was definitely involved in some troublesome incident.
He wiped his eyes to wake himself up - he had been filming night scenes for the past two days, so his current mental state was not good, so Ren Yifei decided to rationalize the current situation.
The reason? I don¡¯t know.
What do I have to do? I don¡¯t know.
As an accidental intruder, what are the consequences of being exposed? I don¡¯t know.
Suffocation.
He pinched the card with trembling fingers, not sure if he was angry or hating it. In short, things were already like this, and it was superfluous to say anything.
The only solution now is to get in there first.
To ensure your own survival, collect more information and then decide what to do next.
He looked elsewhere.
When I looked up, I saw the elegiac couplet in the mourning hall, which wrote about being diligent and thrifty, taking care of the family, caring for husband and raising children, and hard work. The black and white words on the paper seemed to reveal the face of an old-time woman.
The angle from which he stood was facing the mourning hall diagonally and with his back to the large courtyard. He could clearly see one side of the mourning hall.
There is a black lacquered coffin inside, with everlasting lamps burning around the coffin. There is a pair of middle-aged people wearing sackcloth and mourning beside them. They should be the direct descendants of the deceased, that is, children.
This pair of middle-aged people looked like husband and wife, that is, they were the son and daughter-in-law of the deceased.
They were followed by two very young children. Judging from the age difference, they were the great-grandchildren of the deceased. The two children knelt on the ground and burned paper, their little faces flushed red by the fire.
On the left side of the mourning hall is a group of monks invited to watch the mourning. They are all wearing gray monk robes, knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras. The sound is humming and unreal.
"Huh?" Ren Yifei glanced at it. At this glance, his eyes froze. A shining golden word hanging above his head attracted his attention: 'Monk'.
? Following this name, there is a young monk hurriedly holding the candlestick, or a newly shaved head without any scars. He seemed to have knocked over a few candles, and now he was sweating and looking nervous.
What is that shiny gold thing? Player ID?
While thinking about it, there was a "clang" sound in their ears. Everyone was startled by the sound and turned their heads to look.
There were two young men in the yard in front of the mourning hall. They arrived at an unknown time. Both wore mourning cloths on their heads. One was lying on the ground eating shit like a standard dog, and the other calmly retracted his outstretched foot.
Of course, everyone is paying attention to the overturned copper incense burner on the ground, not the foot.
"Why did you drop this? It was too careless."
With that fall, the tray flew out, and the incense burner on the tray also flew out. The ground was covered with incense ashes and bamboo sticks left behind by the incense sticks.
"My ancestors," the middle-aged woman who was mourning inside, who was the daughter-in-law of the deceased, hurried out. When she saw the mess on the ground, her face turned pale, she slapped her thighs and said angrily, "Let your brothers go to the Tutu Temple to deliver syrup. Why did you knock over the incense burner when you came back?!"
The young man lying on the ground was in trouble. He struggled to raise his head and looked at this group of people with unkind faces. His body was shaking uncontrollably.
The people who were trying to trick me further added insult to injury: "Mom, my brother has been out of his mind all day long."
As soon as he finished speaking, two golden characters appeared on the head of the young man on the ground:
¡®Second grandson¡¯.
These two are probably the grandchildren of the deceased. Looking at the sign, the one on the ground is the second grandson, so the one standing next to him should be the eldest grandson.
However, the two people seemed to have a grudge against each other, and the eldest grandson deliberately framed the other person.
So, did the eldest grandson do this because of the previous conflicts between brothers, or was it because of'intruders'?
"Useless things!" the middle-aged woman scolded the young man on the ground, then turned around and shouted, "Xiaomei, clean this up."
However, no one responded for a long time.
The woman became even more angry. She ran inside and found a girl who looked like a quail, with black braids and a pale face.
"You girl, why didn't you come back? I gave your mother three copper coins a day." The middle-aged woman pointed to the mess on the ground and said, "Take care of this."
"I'll take care of it right away." The girl was trembling, but she straightened her body and clenched her hands into fists. Her whole body looked out of place with modern people.
After the middle-aged woman gave her instructions, she turned around and walked back to the ¡®second grandson¡¯ on the ground.Looking over the paper, he noticed that there were a few scratches on the back of the middle-aged woman's hand, which had just scabbed over. She said to another child: "Xiao Wan, please get out of the way. I'll make room for your uncle A Fei."
The little girl stepped back a little and gave up half of the futon.
Ren Yifei's eyes lightly drifted over to Cisun, then he knelt on the futon and started burning paper money one by one.
"Ah! Ah, ugh"
Because of this ¡®NPC¡¯¡¯s rescue, the atmosphere relaxed and the tight strings relaxed.
"Tsk." The eldest grandson cast a sidelong glance at the NPC who had ruined his good deeds, and then looked at the second grandson: You are lucky.
Cisun was trembling even more violently. He hugged his knees and bit his fists, locking his cries and fear inside and making only intermittent gasping sounds.
The place where the paper was burned was right next to the coffin. It was so close that a faint sour smell wafted over.
How long does it take for a corpse to start smelling bad? While thinking about this problem, Ren Yifei threw jute paper into the copper basin with a sad look on his face.
Like him, there are two children who are silent.
"These NPCs, old and young, all have their acting skills online. If they all have this acting skills in filming, how much film can be saved?"
Ren Yifei brought his thoughts back from his wandering thoughts and continued to observe these people: the eldest grandson looked distracted, the middle-aged couple wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning kneeled in front of the coffin, and the crying mother left too suddenly, not giving them a chance to fulfill their filial piety.
"Well, why does it smell so bad?"
A sudden voice sounded in the mourning hall.
Ren Yifei raised his eyelids and saw a young woman with a big belly, a colorful rope around her waist, and a small white flower on her head. She covered her mouth, first shocked, then extremely annoyed.
But it was too late, a golden symbol appeared on her head - the eldest grandson's wife.
¡°Oh, the eldest grandson¡¯s cheap wife is here too.
This young woman is holding her belly, her posture is awkward and unnatural, and her whole body is uncoordinated. Even Ren Yifei pretending to be a pregnant woman has no such awkwardness.
This is the fifth person he has seen acting.
The first few are the monk, the second grandson, the eldest grandson and Xiaomei.
"Compared to the big actions of the monk and the second grandson, the eldest grandson's wife only said one sentence, and no NPC spoke after that, and the golden writing appeared.
What did she do?
She said it stinks.
Of course it stinks in front of the coffin. It¡¯s such a hot day and it¡¯s not an ice coffin. How come there¡¯s no smell at all? However, since it is a mourning hall, saying something smelly is considered disrespectful to the deceased, so
Disrespectful?
In the ocean of information, Ren Yifei caught this fish that flashed by.
A monk who does not chant sutras, knocks over candlesticks, and looks around is not doing his job, which is disrespectful to the deceased.
The second grandson went to the Tutu Temple to deliver pulp and water, and when he came back he knocked over the incense burner, which was disrespectful to the deceased.
It is disrespectful to the deceased to cover her nose and complain about the smell in front of the mourning hall.
Ren Yifei was thinking before, there are so many people in the drama, why do those few have gold medals? Thinking about it carefully now, perhaps the key to exposure is not 'abnormal behavior', but 'disrespect for the deceased'.
Of course, ¡®abnormal behavior¡¯ also has risks.
The middle-aged woman had already stood up. She was not satisfied with the daughter-in-law's performance: "Come here with me."
The eldest grandson¡¯s daughter-in-law gritted her teeth, her expression full of impatience and regret, but she had to go.
Ren Yifei glanced at it and continued to lower his head and throw paper money: "The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law is the same as the eldest grandson. They have more routine numbness than fear."
Is an experienced player.
The ¡®monk¡¯ and ¡®second grandson¡¯ over there seemed to have discovered a new world, carefully staring at the golden letters.
And the eldest grandson who was burning the paper looked at the 'granddaughter-in-law' player with his eyes, like a vulture staring at rotten flesh, his eyes moved, not knowing what he was thinking.
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