Chapter 28: Gangster is crazy

"Right! Did Mike hear the word grave last time he listened to the recording? He will!"
At the critical moment, Yu Wen's memory suddenly flashed.
He jumped up to find someone: "What about Mike ?! What about people?"
"Still dizzy on the sofa!" Old Yu went straight to the room.
Mike's response to the scent of the woods is particularly great. After returning, he vomited twice and was settled in the house by everyone.
Everyone was so confident that they didn't wake him up.
Who knows this kind of stubble at a critical moment.
"Sorry, sorry ..."
It's just two slaps when you grow up, and finally woke up Mike.
Mike didn't retreat, he opened his eyes and retched twice.
"Help! Help! Help!"
The old Yu pulled out the only English he could speak, and dragged Mike out.
In front of the black woman's door, the bone pen that answered the question was held in a hand in confusion.
He wrote very fast. He just copied the tombstone in two minutes. In order to save time, he also omitted the name of the black wife.
As soon as Mike came over, he made a final stroke and shoved the bone pen to the other party: "come to write."
In the last two calls of the crow, Mike added the word "grave" beside him.
...
call--
Fortunately to catch up.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's almost as fast as life and death ..." Yu Wen touched his heart, and the heart blocked in his throat fell back again, "I hope this tombstone will mention the place, not the simple XX and so on."
But it doesn't matter, even if the inscription is not mentioned, there is also the word mike.
Double insurance is in identity, and identity can definitely be stepped on.
Everyone thought.
After waiting for a while, the answer area finally changed.
The system's correction results came out ...
Hit the fork.
The red fork fell there, with the tombstone inscription on the left and the grave written by Mike on the right.
The meaning is obvious: neither is right.
Everyone, including confusion, was stunned, and the result was unexpected.
"Wrong? How is that possible?"
"The system is down? Was it wrong?"
Everyone can't figure out why this question is wrong.
Confused staring at the answer wall, his brows were locked.
The inscriptions and words are not correct. If the judgment is not wrong, it means a meaning-it is the grave of the black wife's family, but they are not in the grave.
As soon as his gaze moved, he fell on listening question (3).
Question (3): How many people are there in the black wife's room?
Bewildered: "..............."
Q: Is it possible for a person who is passionate about superstitions to leave his dead family in the house?
Answer: What can't the old witch do? !!
Before everyone can recover from the shock, the answer area has new content.
Sorry notice: the system failed to detect the scoring point from the answer during the rewind.
Punishment result: A candidate is randomly selected to enter the coffin.
As this line slowly brushed out, Youcha patted Qin Chen's shoulder.
Qin Chen tilted his head and looked away from his finger to his face: "I guess, finally, Mr. Hum asked for help?"
Bewildered: "..."
Whoever follows you.
He couldn't help but use the help card.
But the situation is indeed a headache now.
He didn't know who the system would randomly go to, and he didn't know if it was possible to get a hole.
If it is really troublesome ...
As he pondered, there was another word under the punishment.
Note: The funeral in Chasu Village is always late at night. We follow the tradition here, so the punishment will be executed tonight.
Tonight?
This punishment is different from the previous test, but it was not immediately implemented.
Youhao immediately retracted his hand from Qin Chen's shoulder.
Qin Chen: "?"
Perplexed and said, "Early, let's talk."
Qin Chen: "..."
He looked puzzled for a while and said, "I think it is necessary to give you a little reminder. When the system executes the punishment, it will not say hello, nor will it tell you who it has selected a few seconds in advance. It is likely that Speaking face to face, one said disappears and disappears. "
"If it was you who disappeared then, how could you ask for help?" Qin Chen asked.
"The 922 invigilator said that if you have something to look for, you can write 001." Youlu said.
Qin Chen: "..."
"Now that I've come here, I'll ask by the way." Youcha mocked. "I heard that it must be written on the answer card? What stupid rule is this."
There is no problem in the hunter's cabin, because there is little space there, and it is only a few steps to the answer card.
However, in an examination room like Chasu Village or a larger place, it is too unreasonable to find a proctor for a large circle.
Qin Chen said, "922? I have to write him down. But that's the way to find a general proctor."
Bewildered: "... what about you who call yourself the proctor?"
"Oh, there are more ways." Qin Chen smiled. "You can try to write anywhere in the test room, and see if I know."
Bewildered: "... I am sick?"
When the punishment came out, everyone reluctantly rejoiced. At least half a day was left to buffer.
It was not until the afternoon that they realized that notice-style punishment was more intrusive than immediate punishment.
It's like the knife is already on the neck, the sharp blade is close to the skin, but the executioner said to you, "I'm sorry, it's not time, you can wait."
The black woman, as always, asked them to sew dolls, and they would not stop until they had chopped all the candidates.
Everyone's thoughts have flown a long time ago.
They're so stunned that they don't even notice the unusual behavior of a big guy--
When everyone was worried, he took out several dolls from the bamboo basket and pulled a needle.
People are paying attention to stitches when sewing dolls. They are not uniform, so they must sew in a row. He did it well, one stitch passed and one stitch came, even if he strung an arm.
...
By the time everyone finally saw him, there was a row in front of the big man.
Let's count them, a total of 8.
Older almost knelt down to him: "... what are you doing?"
Confused to get the ninth in two or three attempts, he said without looking up, "Be prepared."
This scary preparation has been done by the hourglass.
As soon as the black woman entered the door, she faced 16 dolls, and her old face was dead.
She had been doing this problem for so long, and the first time she met such a guest, she was speechless.
She looked confused like a madman.
After a long while, the black woman muttered in a low voice and slowly filled the 16 new dolls with wooden frames.
The night came faster than the previous two days.
While the villagers hadn't entered the house, the people went across the frozen river to find them.
"You are still ..." The female villagers took a pot of crushed ice and greeted them.
But we cannot think about the contents of greetings.
The old man visited the imperial edicts of the gangsters and opened his eyes: "Sister, ask you something!"
The female villager responded for a while and said, "What's the matter?"
"I heard that there is a custom in the village. The funeral can only be at night?"
"Yes indeed."
"Oh, are you fashionable burial or cremation here?" Old Yu asked again.
The woman froze for a while, and somehow started to stay.
At that moment, her head slightly tilted, and she seemed to want to look somewhere in the woods.
But she soon returned to her original state and said blankly, "Buried. No one can be cremated without cremation."
"Why?" Suddenly interjected.
The woman tilted her head and thought for a moment: "No why, the custom is not to be cremated."
Confusion groaned.
Lao Yu asked again, "If you casket ... where do you usually lay?"
Woman: "In the woods."
"I know it's in the woods." Old Yu Xin said it wasn't nonsense. He explained with patience: "I mean, aren't all the woods in this circle occupied? I just want to ask where it's empty, but There is a place under the coffin. You don't always pick one up, right? "
"Oh, that wouldn't be so." The woman thought for a moment, pointed to the east and west, and said, "That one, and this one, are still empty."
Everyone hurry to remember the place.
Lao Yu wanted to ask again, and the woman glanced at the sky and said, "It's going to be dark again, and I have to go back to the house quickly. You should also go back, don't run around, don't go into the forest."
After that, she panicked and ran away, clutching the iron basin.
The sound of closing doors rang, and the village was silent again.
Lao Yu said angrily: "Just this courage, and the funeral is set at night ... Are you saying that the system is nonsense? These villagers dare not even come out at night, how can they go to Linzi for funerals!"
"The title says yes, that's it. How can this place be judged by common sense?" Chen Bin muttered.
Anyway, they knew at least the location of the burial.
When someone is punished and put in the coffin, they can find a little clue.
Farewell to the villagers, everyone did not return home.
The bewildered house unknowingly became the base camp, where everyone gathered.
The night was getting darker.
They were carrying dry bread while discussing what to do at night.
"If you want to enter the forest, it is best to bring some hand tools." Yu Wen raised his hand and proposed: "On the one hand, to defend yourself, on the other hand ... What if you go to the and catch another ghost?"
"I've found hemp rope in the house. The knife should be available in each house, but I don't know if I can cut and win the bone-chopper." Old Yu said, "Also, you need a shovel to dig the coffin, right?"
He turned his head, subconsciously seeking perplexity and approval.
Who knew that the single sofa behind was empty, and the confusion sitting in it was gone.
"What about people? Just now ..." said Old Yu in confusion.
Everyone looked at the empty sofa.
The room was silent for ten seconds and suddenly exploded.
"Fuck ?!" Yu Wen couldn't wait to find it, and opened his throat and shouted, "Brother? What about you?"
He asked three times in succession without response.
The most terrible thing is that Qin Chen is still there.
Confused about where to go during the exam, where the invigilator must follow.
The only exception ... only systematic penalties.
They suddenly remembered Qin Chen's words in the morning: "It is possible that you are talking to each other face to face, and the other person disappears when they disappear."
Who the can think that the system can be so random at random, and just let the golden thighs go.
At this moment, the golden thigh was lying in a narrow space.
Legs are not straight, hands are not high, and oxygen is very limited.
Needless to know, he is the European emperor who "ran into the coffin at random."
He is not surprised by this result, or he is not surprised by any result. Because when sewing the doll in the afternoon, he had already thought about two kinds of preparations.
If someone else enters the coffin, he can use the help card in case of necessity.
If he had entered the coffin himself ... maybe even the card had been saved.
In the dark, Wanderer tried to reach out and touch the coffin wall. It was damp and cold, exuding the thick smell of mud.
He speculated that the coffin was placed under some mud in the woods.
Even if the forest is so large, it is a haystack when it is found.
Finding people is always difficult.
But ... it's impossible to find someone else.
In the woods on the east side of the mountain village, they were all holding a bundle of hemp rope and looking around with a torch.
Suddenly, they walked.
Older than nervously "hush".
The others stared at their breath and heard the familiar sound of a fine cord crawling.
But tonight's crawl was a little special, they didn't seem to be crawling into the village. But ... to the middle of the forest.
After a few seconds, Yu Wen whispered, "Look down ... look over there!"
He pointed forward.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing at, and immediately went crazy--
More than a dozen pale white ghosts flocked from all sides and gathered on a certain open space in front.
They were carrying big and small bone-cutting knives, and said murmurously, "Did you sew the doll today?"
Under the six-foot loess, Wanderer said in the thin air, "It's okay, 16 were sewn."
"..."
Silent for a moment, the sword broke.
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