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Through layers of fog, he has glimpsed the truth of the world. All that's left is to confirm one by one and string the fragmentary clues into a complete necklace.
Who are you looking for?
His eyes turned to the eldest grandson of the mourning hall.
It¡¯s less than half an hour before midnight.
"Ouch, my stomach feels uncomfortable, I have to go to the backyard." Ren Yifei stood up holding his stomach.
The night watchman asked with concern: "Are you hungry?"
"I'll be back soon, leave some peanuts for me." He said as he walked.
"Okay, okay, go ahead."
He didn¡¯t go far, but caught an NPC.
"A Fei, what do you want from me?" The caught night watchman looked guilty. He was hiding in the kitchen to eat.
"That's it." Ren Yifei said while holding his stomach, looking like he couldn't hold it in, and finally stamped his feet, "My sister-in-law originally told me about this matter, look at me"
He said this again, while also stomping his feet and urinating urgently: "that's how it is."
"Okay, I'll run for you. You go quickly."
¡°Then I¡¯ll trouble you.¡±
After a while, the night watchman ran in and said a few words to the eldest grandson who was burning paper. The eldest grandson's face changed slightly, and then he followed him out.
The other players stared at him, but because it was not their time to move freely, they did not move.
It will be time soon, nothing should happenright?
Player Zhangsun came to the backyard, but the night watchman did not follow him.
Who is it that said, ¡®My sister-in-law said she felt sick to her stomach¡¯? Could it be that the ¡®eldest grandson¡¯s wife¡¯ is not dead?
Because the card information has not been updated yet, the Changsun player is not very sure. Although he feels that he killed her, what if it happens? What if the other party has any special life-saving props that ignore the rules?
"Are you here?" The sharp and slightly mean voice of the 'eldest granddaughter-in-law' suddenly came from behind.
not dead?
Changsun had goosebumps. He held his trouser pocket with one hand, which contained his life-saving tool. He looked back and quickly put on a kind smile on his face: "It's all a mistake"
However, there was a black shadow in front of him, and at the same time, he was hit hard on the neck.
"Damn it, it's a trap" Zhangsun fainted. Before losing consciousness, he seemed to see a tall and thin shadow.
Ren Yifei put down the shovel in his hand, waited for a few seconds to confirm that he was not faking, then took out a piece of hemp rope from his pocket and tied his hands and feet with a special technique.
This is the way pirates used to kidnap people. The more they struggle, the tighter they get.
After the eldest grandson¡¯s movement was restricted, Ren Yifei took out a card from his pocket, which he got from his eldest grandson¡¯s wife.
This card was placed on the eldest grandson player, but there was no change.
He thought for a while and then took away Changsun¡¯s player¡¯s card, along with a mini key-shaped thing and a ring. He didn¡¯t know what it was.
The golden words ¡®eldest grandson¡¯s wife¡¯ immediately appeared above the head of the eldest grandson player.
Ren Yifei¡¯s lips raised slightly: That¡¯s true.
He found Grandma Haruzhi¡¯s trick of changing the day and night.
After confirming this information, the next step is to find out how to 'find' the murderer.
He dragged the player Zhangsun to the dry well, removed the manhole cover and the big rocks on it, and threw the man in with difficulty.
The mouth of the well is narrow, and the Changsun player was thrown in vertically, causing a lot of debris to fall off.
Ren Yifei clapped his hands and exhaled.
Ren Yifei mastered his strength very accurately. Changsun player did not remain unconscious for long, and woke up wailing as soon as he fell in.
He woke up and found himself in a narrow cylindrical dry well, with his hands and feet tied upside down and unable to move. Player Zhangsun raised his head and saw a backlit shadow, obviously a man.
Man He went through several people in his mind and compared their figures one by one: "Are you the ninth person?!"
ghost?
No, he has not been exposed yet, so he is not the first choice of the 'ghost'. And this figure looks familiar for some reason.
Ren Yifei didn't say anything, he just shoveled the soil and spread it in. The sand hit player Changsun in the face, and he sneezed and coughed again.
This moment also extinguished his rational thinking and calmness: "You want to do it?"nbsp;¡°Sometimes I can¡¯t tell the difference between humans and ghosts, probably because I don¡¯t know which one is scarier.¡±
The left side of the mourning hall is where the monks chant sutras, and the 'monk' is in the corner.
The bright lamp cannot illuminate this small world. His back is turned to everyone, with a spider crawling on his head and a half-weaved web.
Ren Yifei walked over and sat down next to him.
"Does mother-in-law eat peanuts? I peeled them." He took out a handful of peanut kernels with the red skin removed.
¡®Monk¡¯ body trembled.
"How could the gambler Asong talk about his two children starving for a day? His mind is full of gambling and he won't even come. Only elders who really care about their juniors can be so careful.
"Really, Grandma Haruzhi, or Asong?"
The ¡®monk¡¯ who was hunching his neck raised his head, his hands were wrinkled, and black blood vessels crawled across the wrinkled skin. He is Asong, but he is not Asong, and his face is changing into something else.
A Fei was minding his own eating of peanuts. The peanuts might have gone bad. After eating one, his eyes turned a little red.
He exhaled slowly: "You killed the monk and then pretended to be him, and you cleared yourself of suspicion, right?"
With a face full of wrinkles, purple veins bursting out from the blood vessels, and blood-red eyes, this is Grandma Haruzhi.
Her eyes were confused: "Who are you? Are you not Xiao Fei?"
Ren Yifei sniffed, turned his head and rubbed his face on his sleeve, leaving two faint water stains, and smiled at her again, like a carefree young man, as bright as light: "Mother-in-law, I Remember, you grabbed a handful of extra candies for me during the Chinese New Year."
Grandma Haruzhi suddenly fell silent, with a familiar face and a familiar expression, carrying a little sweetness of memory. When her children and grandchildren were around her knees, she felt that her life had not been in vain, and even her back was bent to carry happiness.
"You have passed the level." She said, "The game is over."
"Don't cry. There's nothing to be sad about. She has been dead for so long, and her children and grandchildren have all died."
As she spoke, the ferocious face she wore when she died slowly turned into the face of an ordinary old woman, with grooves on her face and gentleness in her eyes.
"Mother-in-law, how long will it take to finish?"
Grandma Haruzhi never thought that she would talk to a player so calmly. The look in her eyes when she looked at Ren Yifei showed such kindness that she didn't even notice: "A quarter of an hour."
"enough."
??When it comes to acting, if the director doesn¡¯t say something is stuck, the play can¡¯t stop.
There is still a quarter of an hour of play, and he will still be A Fei for a quarter of an hour.
Ah Fei is a man of idleness and hardship, but fortunately he is a filial son and respects his elders.
His soul is like the blazing sun. White is white and black is black. He doesn¡¯t know what ¡®last resort¡¯ means and what ¡®property¡¯ means.
"It has been dark for too long, and there is no daylight."
Ren Yifei stood up and rolled up his sleeves as he walked: "Mother-in-law, look at this mourning hall. People don't look like humans, ghosts don't look like ghosts, the lotus seat of Buddha's music is pressing on you, and the rules and etiquette of the clan are pressing on you. It's very painful for me. You lift it."
Grandma Haruzhi opened her eyes wide in a daze, looking at his back as he walked toward the coffin.
The cloth shoes stepped on the floor, but there was the sound of gold and stone hitting, and the buzz of swords being unsheathed.
Even ¡®Tianyou¡¯, who felt something was wrong and had been observing them, was stunned, and the oil bottle in his hand poured sesame oil all over the floor.
This boy, what does he want to do?
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It¡¯s been dark for too long, it¡¯s time to see the light.
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