MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 25 Ankang Ancient Town (4)

The night was gloomy, the blood on the sheets reflected the moonlight, and the mountain wind whistled.

In such a treacherous scene, Yan Wei's eyes kept rolling, looking left and right, but he didn't look at Yan Mingguang.

But now the person looking directly at Yan Wei is Yan Mingguang. This man's expression is so indifferent that he looks like a facial paralysis, but his dark pupils can't see the bottom, and he can't tell the truth.

Yan Mingguang seemed to be able to see through his thoughts.

Before entering the world in the building, Yan Wei was a person who liked to wander around the world and lived in all three religions. He has seen all kinds of people and has many friends, but because of this, he doesn't really take anyone to heart. When something happens, he is shameless and has no psychological burden.

No one really knew what he was thinking anyway.

His faceless face seems useless in front of Yan Mingguang.

He smiled, intending to calm down: "Actually, there is nothing that can't be said—"

"What did you find?"

The man asked him suddenly.

Yan Wei was taken aback: "Huh?"

"What did you just touch."

Yan Wei frowned. His eyes moved back to Yan Mingguang, and his pale brown eyes flashed with unsightly surprise.

Yan Mingguang still looked the same, looking down at him slightly. The man leaned against the table, and the moonlight pulled out a slender figure, adding a third of coldness.

Yan Wei pulled out the chair and sat down in front of Yan Mingguang. Compared with the posture of a man who had to straighten his back even when he was leaning against the table, he leaned directly on the back of the chair, whistled eloquently, and said, "It's not that I touched something, it's that I didn't touch anything."

"Huh?"

"I just thought this skinless lady was a bit strange. She seemed to be not only skinless, but also flesh and blood. His legs and ribs were boneless - and there were cuts in both places."

Yan Mingguang frowned slightly: "Boneless."

"Yes."

Yan Wei rummaged on the table for a while, and managed to find a water pen and a few pieces of yellowed paper, and quickly drew the shapes of a few bones.

“Look at this, it’s the missing bones—ribs, and the ribs are missing twelve on the left.” Yan Wei drew all the bones that he hadn’t touched at the time with memory.” And this, the tibia, one tibia is gone, one is still."

Yan Mingguang stepped forward to refit the window, Yan Wei looked at the man's back, and said word by word, "You went to throw the white umbrella just now, do you still remember the details of the umbrella?"

"Long-handled umbrella, the rib and the handle are the same texture. The handle is solid and thick. The rib is 12, slanted, fine, without springs and bends, it is a natural bending Arc. The umbrella is slippery and whitish."

Yan Wei pointed to the ribs he had drawn: "There are 12 ribs missing, but the white umbrella has 12 ribs."

He didn't say it directly, the answer was already obvious.

—This is a long-handled umbrella made from the skin and bones of a girl!

Yan Wei took out the swallow coin and tossed it randomly in his hand. His eyes drooped lightly, his eyelashes fluttered in the blink of an eye, and the imprudence just now disappeared in the moment of serious thinking.

"First let's thank Jiang Xiu for his dedication, let me confirm that the white umbrella is the trigger of death, and let us confirm that there are skinless girls in every room, because we saw this Dirty things, there must be one in the room of the tragically killed player. There was also the sound of fighting in Jiang Xiu's room at the same time as the screams. It is unlikely that the other two rooms are not. Therefore, these five dirty things appeared in the five rooms at the same time after the singing sounded. Yes, this is one of them."

That dirty thing, I am afraid that the girl who was skinned and deboned turned into a ghost after her death. This is the meaning of the umbrella painted on the invitation letter. The focus of this dungeon is the skin and bone umbrella, and the danger tonight is for each player. There will be a skinless girl in the room, and if there is an umbrella at the door of the room, the skinless girl will take action!"

This is the connection between the ghost and the umbrella they encountered tonight.

"This may be just the beginning, there are still many questions: where is the ladder? Who was this girl skinned and boned to make an umbrella before her death, goddess? Why did the goddess put a white umbrella at our door? And this is a mountain temple, with the word 'god', how can these dirty things have anything to do with the mountain **** holding an umbrella?"

It is indeed a seven-tier dungeon that has been upgraded twice in difficulty.

In the copy of the promenade hotel, the theme they painted was very obvious as soon as they came in, and they even gave them ample preparation time on the first day. But now, on the first night they just came in, the dead started without any time to search for clues—or rather, the dead were the first wave of clues.

Yan Wei held his palm lightly, pressed his fingertips against the edge of the coin, and laughed lightly.

…more interesting.

"No clues tonight."

"The girl's skin and bones are used as umbrellas to trigger death. I can be sure of this. As for the goddess and this mountain temple, I will hurry up tomorrow to find clues. Now is the time to rest—"

Yan Wei said something.

As soon as he finished speaking, he confirmed the conjecture of the skin and bones as an umbrella, and in his mind, Lou's prompt sounded.

[Congratulations to the player for discovering the theme of the Ankang Ancient Town instance: Skin and Bone Umbrella. This discovery officially promotes the progress of dungeon cracking. As the first player to discover the clue, you will receive rewards: body index 2, perception 4, and points 4. ]

[The player's current value is updated: body index is 13, perception is 37, the highest level is 1, and the points are 16. ]

[You earned 1 extra rush point. ]

[The main line of the copy is officially opened. ]

Yan Wei was taken aback.

…Mainline open? Could it be that what they experienced before was just an appetizer before the main line?

What is the score?

The sound of the floor continues. This time, Yan Mingguang's eyes moved slightly, and he obviously heard it too - this is a sound that all players can hear.

[Due to the player discovering the first theme clue in the dungeon, the progress of the current dungeon is updated - the dungeon enters the main line, triggering the rush answer mode. From now on, the fastest progress of players in the dungeon is the public progress of all players. Once a player pushes the next progress and finds the correct clue, the clue will be directly announced to all other remaining players (Note: the progress reward is only for the first one The player who finds the clue can get it, the player will get the corresponding rush point, and the settlement reward after the dungeon is cleared will also be distributed according to the progress). ]

[The player's rush points are gradually accumulated and will not be cleared. If there is no player triggering the absolute death mechanism, the ghost will lose its attack target, and the ghost will give priority to attacking the lowest, lowest, player, and home. ]

[Reminder: The quick answer mode will gradually widen the gap between players. Please actively participate in the dungeon and strive to survive. ]

Afterwards, the ethereal and gloomy voice of a child told the clue of the skin-bones umbrella that Yan Wei had just pointed out, and all the players - including Yan Wei herself - listened to it.

In this dungeon with more than one best player participating, after opening the casino with the upgrade mechanism, the clues discovered by Yan Wei opened the real difficulty.

Yan Wei finally understood what Lou meant when he first came in when he said releasing tasks to promote players' enthusiasm.

Quick answer mode, only the first person to find out will get the reward. Although clues will be announced after each rush answer, the additional information, props, and strength gains obtained in the process of finding clues are unique to the discoverer, and this is more conducive to subsequent rush answers. As Lou's tone said, the further back you go, the bigger the gap between the players, and the harder it is to get rush points.

But after each answer, everyone will be forcibly pulled to the same starting point to compete again, and the lowest score is tantamount to death. There is no one-size-fits-all way for players, they can only keep working hard to stay ahead.

Yan Wei listened carefully, raised her eyes, and met Yan Mingguang's eyes under the moonlight.

He frowned, and his eyes like peach petals were clean and agile under the eerie night.

"There was nothing wrong with our decision to come in..."

Only the more challenging the copy, the more room for mediation between them and Jiang Xiu.

The rush answer mode is a survival pressure for Jiang Xiu, but for them...it is an opportunity to fight back!

"Sleep." Yan Mingguang just said to him.

This time, not only the players in the dungeon heard the sound of the building, but the projection of the casino also broadcasted the clues of the skin umbrella, as well as the explanations about the answer mode.

The players under the projection are boiling.

"It's actually a copy of the answer mode! This type of copy rarely appears, right? Every time it appears, it is a classic that can be recorded in the endless stone monument. The last copy of the answer mode was still on the 38th floor. The dungeon, right? I missed it in the dungeon at the time, so I can take a good bet this time."

"In this game, instead of betting on who will survive to the end and win the medal of the best player, it is better to bet on who will be the player with the highest score - after all, Lou said, in the end The reward will be settled according to the progress of the rush answer. The first person to discover the clue of the skin-bones umbrella is very likely, who is this person?"

"I don't know, I have been looking at the projection, except for the three perspectives that are all black, I have swept the perspectives of other players, and no one has given clues to the skin umbrella. Then It can only be Yan Mingguang—that is, Yan, Ning Yi, or the person Yan brought in... What's your name? Yan Wei?"

"The one that yan brought in can be ignored, and it's still being held by a whip... At first glance, it's a burden. Yan and Ning Yi are very likely, but it's a pity that Ning Yi didn't pay much attention to Jiang Xiu. Otherwise, we can observe her situation from Jiang Xiu's point of view. I want to choose Ning Yi, as for Yan? It's better to bet on whether he will get the best player or not if he can survive."

"It doesn't have to be Ning Yi, maybe some player found out and didn't say it, but was noticed by Lou. Anyone is possible, I prefer Yu Feizhou, which is the most powerful. ."

"Anyway, I won't bet on Jiang Xiu. As a tenth floor player who deliberately descended into the dungeon, his performance was very poor at the beginning, and he directly squandered an eighth floor prop, which is too wasteful. already."

"Lin Zhen, this pervert, actually told Yu Feizhou that it's better to try and get the lowest score, and see how the ghosts will kill."

“…”

Amid the crowds, Gao Ming struggled to get a seat in the front row.

He directly placed a bet on Yan Wei without hesitation, looked up at the two black pieces in the projected view for a while, and then looked at Jiang Xiu's view.

In the projection, Jiang Xiu sat there with his brows furrowed, planning what to do next with Zheng Mao. This person knew that the projection of the gambling building was on, and he did not hide his intention to get rid of yan at all. During the discussion, he more or less mentioned how to deal with yan.

“…hope they can pass the customs safely.”

He pushed his glasses and sighed.

The projection view belonging to Yan Wei is pitch black, and the bottom is the proportion of players who are currently betting on Yan Wei.

0.8%.

In addition to Gao Ming, the few remaining betting players may be stunned young people who don't understand anything, or blindly want to choose an unpopular player.

In the copy of Ankang Ancient Town.

The bright moon gradually dimmed, and the clouds accumulated thicker and thicker, crawling in the already dark night, slowly covering the full moon.

The howling of the mountain wind gradually increased, and the faint sound of thunder came from a distance.

In the house, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang lay side by side on the same single bed.

The remaining two beds were one by the door and the other by the side of the bed, with the blood-stained bed in between, which was too far apart. If something dirty suddenly appeared in the middle of the night and sat on the bed in the middle, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang would be separated by ghosts, and the two would not be able to coordinate their actions at all, and the danger would be greatly increased.

Yan Wei wanted to change the seat of the bed, but all the facilities in this room are too old, and the bed frame is actually fixed and cannot be moved at all.

He had to give up and squeezed together with Yan Mingguang on the small single bed.

Although he had already lied down like this before, but the ghost was on his side, he didn't think too much about anything else. But now there is silence all around, only the sound of wind and rain outside and the man's breathing close at hand, Yan Wei's face is inexplicably hot - even if he doesn't want to fall in love, his sexual orientation is still a man, and there is a handsome man lying next to him. A cool and handsome guy who is angry and resentful.

He turned over in the small space, and inevitably bumped into Yan Mingguang, the other party whispered: "What?"

"It's okay..." Yan Wei muttered, "I'm more active, I like to bump into people when I sleep with them."

Yan Mingguang: “…”

"If you're upset, you can come back, but I'm more vengeful. If you come back, I'll definitely come back again."

“…”

Yan Wei found a slightly more comfortable position, turned her back to Yan Mingguang, and stopped moving.

He is very picky, and he has extremely high requirements on living conditions, and it is difficult to sleep if he is not suitable. But now with Yan Mingguang in the nest like this, he actually felt sleepy in just a moment. The smell on men is very refreshing, without any impurities, it is a rather dull and cold male hormone breath. Yan Wei was surrounded by such a breath, his two eyelids quickly closed together, and he quickly fell asleep to the sound of the rain.

In the dream, he saw Yan Mingguang again.

This time the dream is very similar to reality. In the dream, he and Yan Mingguang were squeezed on the bed, surrounded by all kinds of ghosts. The air seemed to be a little cold, so he leaned beside Yan Mingguang.

Drowsy, the dream is over, it is dawn.

The rain was still falling, and the early morning sky was obscured by overcast clouds, leaving only a dim light. The goddess walked past the door of the guest room one by one, and shouted to the players in a kind voice: "It's time for breakfast, travelers."

The man was still in the sleeping position, but he turned over and stuck to the other side.

This person obviously found their posture at the moment, his eyes moved from the arm that was resting on Yan Wei's pillow to Yan Wei's face, his eyes were faint, and his voice was slightly hoarse in the morning :"your face."

"Huh?"

"Printed."

"!"

Yan Wei raised his hand and touched it, and sure enough he felt the trace of the seal. He quickly raised his head and moved aside.

Having the experience of the long corridor dungeon, Yan Wei first took a look at how long it took for half of the undead skills to fail, so as to determine whether the time was correct, and then took a closer look at Yan Mingguang, after confirming that everything was fine, then quickly got up with Yan Mingguang.

After the goddess asked them to go to the backyard of the mountain temple for breakfast, she left at a slow pace, as if the matter of the skin and umbrella did not exist last night.

Yan Wei pressed his doubts about the goddess, and wrapped a long whip on his left wrist again, first and Yan Mingguang went directly to the guest room where the person died last night.

Obviously the other players thought the same thing, and within a few minutes, the room had gathered a number of players who were still alive. When Yan Wei first arrived, the rest of the people more or less glanced at his cheeks with unclear meaning. Yan Wei didn't care at all. If he noticed the sight, he would whistle and look back with a smile. He vividly turned his eyes away from the guilty conscience of the other players who were looking at him.

After a while, eleven players gathered.

The old wooden room was filled with a strong smell of blood. The blood had penetrated the wooden floor of the room, and a large area was smeared on the ground. The **** corpse was lying beside the bed, and the expression of pain before death could be seen on the completely skinned face.

The player who lived with the dead player was Song Yu, a seventh-level player who climbed up layer by layer. He stayed in such a room for one night last night, obviously not very well, and his face was quite pale.

"What happened in your room last night?" Jiang Xiu asked.

Song Yu said: "Last night we both lay down very early. Later, someone put the skin umbrella at the door. I discussed it with him and thought it must be a death trigger, so we Together, we put the skin and bone umbrella in the main hall of the mountain temple. After we came back, we continued to rest, but not long after the singing started, a **** ghost suddenly stood beside his bed. His skin was torn off."

"Didn't do it to you?"

"There should be no. That thing shot too fast, I guess he had no chance to escape or take out life-saving props before he died. I am similar to him, and I am definitely not that ghost. The opponent. So I immediately used a prop similar to a protective shell to wrap myself, and the protective shell was not attacked. Later, the ghost should have left, and I came out again, and he was already skinned to death. "

Yan Wei glanced around, and while Song Yu spoke, he carefully looked at this room bit by bit.

Zheng Mao asked again: "Then do you know what he did to be targeted by that ghost?"

"He didn't do anything. After we divided the room, we all acted together. I did what he did, and he didn't do anything else, and didn't encounter anything strange. s things."

Most of the remaining players frowned and began to think.

This time, there is no discussion about you and me when you first entered the dungeon. In the rush-answer mode, players are on their own, and the atmosphere of competition has begun to emerge.

Yan Wei's eyes moved, and the light brown eyes flashed a hint of confidence that was not easy to capture.

Song Yu is different from the players who died on the first night - they sleep in different beds.

【Mr. Yan,】 He said to Yan Mingguang through the long whip, 【Can you take out the bed board of this dead player and take a look? 】

Yan Mingguang's expression didn't change, he didn't even look at Yan Wei, he just held the handle of the whip in one hand, walked to the blood-stained bed naturally, raised his feet - said nothing. Kicked the whole bed to pieces!

The sound of the wood shattering pierced the air, and the situation under the bed was instantly visible.

—that's an open white umbrella!

Sure enough, in addition to being careful about the goddess putting skin umbrellas at the door, they also need to be careful about the murderous intentions that may be hidden deep in the room.

Yan Wei was able to push this out quickly, thanks to Jiang Xiu. The skin and bone umbrella Jiang Xiu left in front of their house caused the skinless ghosts in Jiang Xiu's house to do it, so it is absolutely impossible for this player to die by throwing away the white umbrella, but for some other reason. The only difference between Song Yu and this dead player is the bed they sleep in.

Yan Mingguang made such a move, and there really was another mystery under the bed.

Lin Zhen let out a "yo" and said with a smile, "It turns out that there is a skin and bone umbrella hidden in the middle of the bed."

All players can enter the seventh floor dungeon, it is impossible to enter the room without searching. But the bed was fixed on the ground, and there was nothing from the gap between the floor and the bed board. Only when the bed was disassembled, it was found that the middle of the bed board was empty, with a stretched skin umbrella inside.

Several players turned pale, and one of them couldn't hold back at all. He lifted his foot and returned to his room. He couldn't wait to search his room again.

At the same time, Lou's prompt sounded in the minds of Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang at the same time - Lou actually counted all the players who participated in finding clues, and both of them got rewards at the same time .

[Congratulations to the player for cracking the death trigger clue. As the first player to discover the clue, you get a reward: Perception 1, Points 1. ]

[You earned 1 extra rush point. ]

The prompt of clue advancement also sounded in the minds of other players and before the projection of the casino building.

Jiang Xiu's face suddenly sank.

He thought it was only discovered by Yan Mingguang, looked at Yan Mingguang, and said in a very low tone: "... opportunistic."

Yan Wei glanced at him, moved her wrists slightly, not forgetting to maintain her character of waste snacks, and waved the whip that was holding him boredly, with a hook at the corner of her mouth, casually said: "It's a chance to get points, why don't you get one too?" He turned his head and made a "0" gesture, showing a bright smile to Jiang Xiu, "Right? A 0-point player."