Xia Zhi lay dozing on the sofa for a long time. During this time, Su Er chatted with the player who played the role of family mediator. The other party's name was Wang Sansi, and it was already his third day in the game.
Suer: "Entering the dungeon on the same day as the summer solstice?"
Wang Sansi nodded: "We are the second batch of players coming in to fill the vacancies."
"Vacant seat?" It was the first time Suer heard this term.
Wang Sansi explained his confusion: "Some dungeons are special. Once a player who plays a necessary role dies, the game will automatically absorb someone else to fill the role."
In the middle of summer, one sentence can make people feel cold.
Su Er frowned. "So, the two players who played the bachelor role are dead?"
Wang Sansi: "Just the day before you arrived, he was being hunted down as a murderer. While resisting arrest, he was accidentally beaten to death by the Administration Bureau."
Suer looked at Ji Heng and conveyed a message with his eyes: Fortunately, I ran fast last night.
Ji Heng's perspective was very focused. He wasn't concerned with the cause of the player's death, but rather the mission itself. "Let's talk about the stamps."
Wang Sansi is tactful because his role as a family mediator allows him to interact with a wide range of people on a daily basis, giving him a comprehensive understanding of the situation. "Stamps can appear anywhere, in restaurants, in convenience stores... Pallbearers will show up after midnight. If you show up on the street with stamps, they'll be able to find you."
Ji Heng: "What's in the coffin?"
"Medicinal invisibility charms... there are all sorts of weird things, but they only work in this dungeon, and the effect lasts only a short time. It's like..."
Wang Sansi couldn't think of any words to describe it for a moment.
Su Er's expression turned cold: "It's a defective product that was copied or invented unsuccessfully."
"Yes!" Wang Sansi clapped his hands, "That's it!"
Su Er and Ji Heng exchanged a glance, both thinking of the eyeball in his body and the bead in Mr. Yue's hand. The loyal tomb-keeper had said that the latter was a defective imitation of the former.
Wang Sansi: "One more thing, when you find a rare stamp, you will be given a sex item."
After getting the general idea, Ji Heng suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go."
Soul: Where to?
Ji Heng: "Didn't you join an adult product store?"
Su Er coughed repeatedly: "It's the supplier."
Ji Heng finished the rest of the conversation when they reached the door: "The more dangerous the place, the more beneficial it is for us to find stamps."
Su Er wondered why this matter had to be deliberately concealed from Wang Sansi.
Ji Heng: "Just now he only talked about the benefits of being in a coffin."
Su Er understood immediately: "Wang Sansi is deliberately trying to lead us into the coffin?" He paused and smiled and said: "No wonder you want to go to the adult store."
It couldn't be said that Wang Sansi was deliberately harming them; he was just using them as a test stone. As for witnessing the owner of a sex shop eating raw meat and incense ash, such beings in the dungeon definitely couldn't be defined as human.
If nothing unexpected happens, there is a high possibility of finding useful stamps there.
Soul: "Do you want to wear a mask?"
Last night, I could hear the patrol car chasing Ji Heng from a long distance away.
"No need." Ji Heng: "The patrol officer is still in a coma and won't wake up for the time being."
"…"
This is a strange, remote town where people dress simply and have some feudal and ignorant ideas, but they are definitely not conservative. The townspeople look down on the owner of this shop and often use her as a topic of conversation after dinner, but this does not stop them from secretly buying from her.
The owner of an adult product store made his business prosperous by selling some very unremarkable items.
"Sister Zhang!" Su Er adjusted his micro-expression and called out in a particularly affectionate tone.
The person he called Sister Zhang was sitting on a small stool, waving a palm-leaf fan. She immediately became lively when she saw Su'er, but when she saw Ji Heng behind him, she showed a bit of disgust.
Ji Heng was wearing a tattered suit, which made him look very shabby in contrast.
"I hired him as an assistant," Suhr said with a smile. "I believe that with a job, I can make a fresh start."
Sister Zhang held her fan to her mouth to hide her exaggerated smile: "I like your kindness."
Soul took one look at the messy store and offered to help clean it up.
Sister Zhang praised him for being sensible, but when Su Er rolled up his sleeves and stepped over the threshold, he smiled meaningfully: "Be careful when cleaning things. You are still too young. Some things in the store are not suitable for you to touch."
At first glance it sounds like a tease, but upon closer inspection it seems to have some other meaning.
There were a lot of goods that hadn't been sorted, piled haphazardly in boxes on the floor. Every passionate young man has his springtime feelings, but Su Er was an exception. He had always been quite indifferent to love.
He took out the items one by one and checked them calmly, carefully looking for any trace of the stamps.
He'd handled at least dozens of items, but not a single stamp had been found. Suer shook his head, "My luck is so bad."
There were several incense burners placed on the surrounding shelves. The fragrance was so strong that it made people dizzy. He covered his mouth and nose, considering whether to change the target for inspection.
But at this moment, Ji Heng suddenly stopped what he was doing, walked quickly to a low cabinet, took down the sundries on it and pulled it hard. Without the cover of the tablecloth, a coffin was revealed underneath.
Su Er was stunned for a moment, staring at the dark coffin: "Open the coffin?"
Ji Heng nodded: "You step back, I'll do it."
Su Er's life didn't have the word "showing off" in his vocabulary. The moment he finished speaking, he retreated a meter away, glancing at his boss outside the door. Sister Zhang yawned and rested against the doorframe, ignoring the unusual movements in the room.
Su Er whispered a reminder: "Be careful."
The noise made by opening the coffin was quite loud, but the boss didn't even look at it, as if he was waiting to catch someone in a trap.
There was no scary mummy in the coffin. Instead, a stamp lay alone in the center. Printed on it was a plump woman with half her clothes undressed. It was a rare stamp with suggestive connotations of desire.
Ji Heng casually threw something into the coffin, but the coffin didn't react. After a while, he slowly reached in with a talisman. At first, everything went smoothly, and when he was only a finger joint away from the stamp, something unexpected happened. The woman on the stamp suddenly came to life, suddenly stretched out her arm, and the talisman paper burned up in an instant.
Ji Heng frowned and broke half of the woman's arm with his bare hands. However, the ghost's recovery ability was extremely strong. It quickly evolved several arms, one of which twisted and stretched several meters, breaking through the air and grabbing towards Sur.
Everything happened so suddenly that Sur didn't even have time to use the electric shock device before he was dragged directly into the coffin.
Seeing that the coffin lid was about to close, Ji Heng jumped in before the hands wrapped around him retracted.
Inside is another world.
The space was bigger than they had imagined. At least the two of them didn't feel crowded even when lying down.
Suer felt a little itchy on his face, but he couldn't see clearly because it was too dark. Ji Heng played the role of Doraemon and took out a prop that could illuminate.
The moment the light flashed, Sur found the source of the itch, which was some long black hair... Looking over, he saw the woman above him sticking to the back of the coffin lid. Her eyes were slightly larger than those of an ordinary person, and she was staring at the two people below without moving.
Worried about the limited air, Suer even restrained his breathing and did not dare to exclaim.
The woman had many arms, densely packed together like snakes.
Suer thought it would not be difficult for her to strangle someone to death now, but the woman just stared at them and it seemed that she could not kill them directly.
Ji Heng: "She wants to slowly wear us down."
The living have no money to waste on the dead. Su Er said solemnly: "It would be best if we could find something to restrain this kind of ghost."
At present, it seems that the biggest advantage of female ghosts is that they have many arms and can regenerate broken limbs.
Ji Heng paused for a moment and murmured, "Incense ash."
Suer was stunned for a moment, recalling the scene of the shop owner eating incense ash, and thought it was feasible. The problem was that they were all trapped in the coffin, where could they get the incense ash?
The female ghost stared at them, admiring their embarrassing dying struggle.
It was not convenient to say the rest of the words in front of the female ghost, so Ji Heng gently wrote a word in Suer's palm: shoes.
There are quite a few incense burners in the store, all burning with incense. When I was searching for stamps with them earlier, it is very likely that some of it got on the soles of my shoes.
Before the air became even thinner, Soul calmly bent his legs. His waist strength was strong enough to effortlessly kick forward in the confined space. The ghost girl subconsciously used her extra torso to block, and the moment her shoe made contact with her skin, smoke erupted from the point of contact.
Chance!
Su Er narrowed his eyes and kicked twice.
Ji Heng took advantage of the female ghost's pain, threw out two talismans, sat up with a somersault, and threw out the ghost and the heavy coffin lid together.
Fresh air rushed towards him, and Soul greedily took a few gulps. He couldn't wait to get out, but the ghost had vanished. A stamp lay quietly on the ground, as if nothing had happened.
There is a red string next to the stamp, and a card with instructions for use is thoughtfully written on it.
[Red Rope: A one-time double item. When tied around the wrists, it reduces the damage done by ghosts by 30%.]
Note: This applies only to this copy.]
At the same time.
Not far from the adult store, a man in black carefully concealed his face, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth proved that he was very satisfied with the result.
Physical contact is inevitable in a confined space, and you never know what kind of ambiguous sparks may fly.
After looking for a while, the man silently turned and entered a house at the corner.
The person hiding in the dark and watching was none other than the loyal tomb keeper who hated the sunlight.
The houses are on the shady side and are not exposed to the sun all year round, so they are very humid.
The loyal tomb keeper liked this environment very much. He took out the information he bought from Gou Baopu, which recorded Suer's performance in other copies.
It was a brilliant performance, the highlight being its novelty. The host was used to being on top, so it was normal for him to suffer a small loss when a player like this suddenly appeared. The loyal tomb-keeper never underestimated any opponent. After reading all of Sur's information, he quickly understood the reason for his opponent's advantage.
To put it bluntly, rely on the waves.
Ghost marriage, having children, making money from the ex-husband... are all manifestations of wastefulness.
But at the same time, this person has some valuable qualities, such as tenacity, keeping promises, and not abandoning his companions.
"Cold on the outside, warm on the inside."
The loyal tomb-keeper's summary of Su Er's character was quite accurate. He understood the complexity and dark side of human nature, and he knew that people who disguise themselves with scumbag tactics often become more steadfast in their feelings once they get serious.
Thinking of this, the host suddenly had a stamp in his hand. The ghost sealed inside is very interesting. It is not powerful, but good at creating illusions.
Slender fingers stroked the face on the stamp, and the ghost inside shivered continuously. The loyal tomb-guarding servant narrowed his eyes and said, "Ji Heng is also a troublemaker in the game. He likes to form a team to play dungeons, and I have to help him."
As if oblivious to the Stamp Ghost's fear, the loyal gravekeeper whispered, "Humans always believe that the images that appear in illusions represent weaknesses hidden deep within their hearts. Find a way to make those two mistake each other for their weaknesses."
The ghost inside nodded repeatedly.
The loyal tomb-guarding servant took out a stamp that had the ability to enter dreams and instructed, "As for you, sketch out some large-scale dreams and plant psychological hints."
After everything was arranged, he rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window, a cruel look in his eyes: "Of course, it would be best if we could kill them in the process, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
The ghost inside the stamp spoke cautiously, "According to the rules, the winning player must be given a sexual item. Isn't that a bit uneconomical?"
The loyal tomb-keeper shrugged: "Killing monsters to get equipment and promote the budding of emotions is good."
Once a relationship is established, trying to kill one of them is equivalent to destroying both of them.
"That idiot Yueji only knows how to play tricks with words," the loyal tomb-guarding servant raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of contempt. "Since the player likes to be a playful person, why not force him to fall in love?"
If they had been forced to resolve the issue earlier and allowed to fall in love freely, Su Er wouldn't have entered into a ghost marriage, and Ji Heng would have been even less likely to preside over it. Those idiotic colleagues didn't even realize they needed to address the problem at its root.
Let the culprit love you to the point of being completely devoted to you, love you to the point that the spring breeze from ten miles away is not as good as you, love you to the point of only taking a sip from the vast river of water, then won't everything be fine?