Li Qingli felt relieved and his ears were clean. "It's much more normal now."
"Tsk, you..." I really deserve to be scolded.
Jin He couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Smoke rose again on the dirt road outside the ancestral hall, and a lone red sedan was moving in the Nanzhi blinked, and the scene disappeared again.
The sad lyrics are Qi Qi.
"Lonely and miserable
The soul flies thousands of miles He... is a thief, a thief Tonight I ask you to go before God and confess your sins
Judge, I must have wanted to withdraw.
So soft-hearted..."
Amid the babbling lyrics, green mist surged from the maple forest not far away.
The tone of the words is getting clearer and clearer, and it is desolate and pathos.
The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside, and Shen Nanzhi watched helplessly as the strange man who was only a few feet away from the door of the ancestral hall let out a howl of pain.
The fog seemed to have turned a little redder. It was like a raging wave, quickly advancing towards them, but was isolated from the outside of the ancestral hall, forming a blue fog door that fit closely with the statue of the ancestral hall.
"What is this? It's scary!"
"Oh my god! This Qingwu won't hurt anyone this afternoon."
"It's okay, don't be afraid, everyone. This ancestral hall seems to be very safe at the moment."
The lyrics were desolate and weird, and the person with low mental health suddenly stood up, like a puppet on strings, his eyes were dull, and he walked steadily and quickly towards the gate of the ancestral hall.
"what are you doing!"
Their companions reach out to grab the unconscious player, trying to stop them from doing something stupid like committing suicide.
Something unexpected happened suddenly. Shen Nanzhi had the control to stretch out her foot and was about to kick the door shut, but was forcefully held back by He Xianyue. Lin Chuan quickly closed the door with quick eyes and hands.
"I'm afraid you'll kick the door panel away with too much force." He Xianyue still remembered the door panel she broke off.
Shen Nanzhi looked at her nose, nose and heart, and coughed twice. "...I'm not that violent."
The singing voice was isolated and became weak. The players who seemed to have been in a nightmare almost returned to normal instantly, but there were still two who still walked to the door regardless, but were forcefully pulled back.
1, 2, 3... There are only forty players in the ancestral hall.
After Lin Chuan counted briefly, his heart sank.
"Are you thinking about the safety of the players outside the ancestral hall now?" Shen Nanzhi lowered her voice and asked to the point.
They sat in an empty corner not far from the door and whispered.
Lin Chuan sneered from his nose and gave her a strange look. "I have nothing to do. If you can't survive yourself, why worry about others?"
"Ah."
Lin Chuan suddenly looked at the source of the sound and glared. "You are the kind of idler."
He Xianyue hummed again.
Shen Nanzhi laughed in her He is right, he can be arrogant sometimes.
After laughing, her mood dropped again.
This copy, according to the current death trend, would not survive the third day at all.
The moment Fu Huai saw Qingwu, he recognized through the props that the damage value of this thing had soared to 56.
He didn't need to use his brain to guess what would happen if his body fell into the fog.
"This game is really interesting."
The ring on the fingertip turned into a silver thread, spinning coolly around the fingertip, and then formed a large enough circle around him on the eaves. After glancing at Qingwu, he lay half-loosely in his original position. , continue to enjoy the night sky.
Qingwu crossed the glass-colored screen surrounding him.
"Did the singing stop?"
During Shen Nanzhi's chaotic nap, she heard Jin He's voice and raised her eyelids to look at the window screen. The green color that had previously been stuck on the white screen had disappeared.
"The fog seems to have lifted."
"It shouldn't be long before the third watch. Should we rush to Shiting now?" He Xianyue's voice was still clear and energetic.
(End of this chapter)