After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

[Survival mission: Survive for 72 hours. (41:39:21/72:00:00)]

[Additional mission: Find the truth about the curse of the river god. (70%/100%)]

Grandma Sang has left.

Zhou Guang closed the taskbar: "Time is tight and the task is heavy. It's best for us to split up and gather here before dark."

Liang Xi: "Okay, I agree. Then one group will go to the mountain to find Bao'er's body, and the other group will go to Huang Youcheng's house to look for clues. But how will the personnel be allocated specifically?"

Bai Lixin: "I can do it. If you are afraid, I am familiar with the mountains."

Xia Chi endured the fear of digging a grave: "No! I'm going to the mountain. Brother, if you go to Huang Youcheng's house, your observation skills are better than ours. If you go to Huang Youcheng's house, you may find details that we can't find. I know you.

Leave the physical work to us on the mountain road."

Bai Lixin: "That's fine. You have the highest force value, so dig things up faster."

Zhou Guang: "Then let me accompany Xia Chi to the mountain."

Bai Lixin: "Where is Liang Xi?"

Liang Xi: "I can do it."

Bai Lixin: "You three go to the mountain. There are still a little more than three hours before dark. It takes two hours to go back and forth. If there are more people, the time can be shortened."

Liang Xi: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Li Cancan looked at Bailixin with a look of embarrassment on his face: "I'm the only one left, so will it hold you back if I follow you?"

Bai Lixin glanced at Li Cancan: "No, you are very strong."

Li Cancan blushed, "Okay, thank you."

The distribution was completed quickly, and without further delay, everyone acted quickly.

Xia Chi and the others had just left, and Bai Lixin and Li Cancan were ready to leave after packing up.

Not long after the two walked out, three people came over from the next room.

They are the blacksmith, Shouzi and Huangmao.

In [Friends]'s discussion group, Xia Chi's profile picture lights up.

Xia Chi: [Brother Xing, there are several players following us.]

Li Cancan:【We have them here too!】

Xia Chi: [Fuck, I get it. They finally came to their senses and realized that there was no point in waiting for death, so they came to mess with us? 】

The blacksmith is about the same height as Prissin, about 185, but because he is stronger and stronger, he appears to be a size larger than Prissin.

The blacksmith stood in the center of the yard, looking at Prisin with judgment and arrogance.

Seeing Bai Lixin coming out, the blacksmith stepped forward and looked up at this young man who looked slender but was actually very tall, "Bai Lixin, we are going to investigate Huang Youcheng's house, do you want to come together?"

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In the live broadcast room.

[He is so ordinary and so confident. Who gave him the confidence to look down on Prissy so much? 】

[Since you asked the question sincerely, if you have to answer the reason, it is probably because the 300% force value gave him the illusion that he was awesome.]

[Then let him get a red spider to see? Xin Shen has already knocked out three red spiders. I would like to call him the "Red Spider Killer". ]

[How did he know the name Huang Youcheng? After the forced work, they rested in the room. I never saw them do anything.]

[I have seen it from other live broadcast angles before. The blacksmith stood outside the window and eavesdropped on their conversation.]

[Oh, it turns out that he is not only a picker, but also an eavesdropper. 】

[These people obviously have bad intentions and probably want to gain experience.]

[The opponent has a large number of people, and the game also stipulates that players cannot attack. Even if Bailixin and the others don't want to, there is nothing they can do. 】

【Like flies, so disgusting!】

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Bai Lixin glanced at the blacksmith and said, "Okay."

In the discussion group, Bai Lixin entered information: [Let them follow. If they want to dig, let them dig. There is no need to compete with them. 】

Xia Chi: [But I am not willing to accept it. This is the clue we found, why should we give it to them? 】

Zhou Guang: [Listening to Bai Lixin, I speculate that the other party intends to deliberately provoke us. When we stop them, there is likely to be physical contact. We still don’t know how strict the system’s so-called “attacking players” will be. Once brought

Angry physical contact is considered "attacking the player", and we are the ones who suffer.】

Liang Xi: [Zhou Guang is right.]

Xia Chi: [Fuck, they are so mean. If we don’t stop them, they can rely on the large number of people to get things before us. If we stop them, we may be attacked by the system. No matter how you look at it, it’s against them.

It’s beneficial. Brother, don’t worry, I know what to do, and I won’t act out of emotion.】

Bai Lixin:【How many people are there from you?】

Xia Chi:【5 people.】

Liang Xi: [I guess so many people came here to prevent Xia Chi. 】

After the discussion group ended, Bai Lixin glanced at Li Cancan who was a little scared behind her, and then clicked on Li Cancan's private chat box.

Bai Lixin: [Li Cancan, you are fast, go to Xiachi. There is only one way up the mountain in the early stage. They just left not long ago, you can catch up soon. ]

Li Cancan: [But then you are the only one left. 】

Bai Lixin: [Aren’t there three more players? Go over there and help me keep an eye on Xia Chi. 】

Li Cancan gritted his teeth and said, "I understand, I am following you to hold you back. I will help you stop Xia Chi."

Bai Lixin: [Wait until you get to Huang Youcheng's house before leaving. 】

Li Cancan:【Okay, I understand.】

When Li Cancan was approaching the door of Huang Youcheng's house, Bai Lixin winked at her.

She immediately said "Oops" and covered her stomach and said, "Oh no, I seem to have eaten something bad at noon and my stomach hurts. I'm sorry, I can't accompany you. It's too late. I'm leaving first."

With a speed of 300%, he disappeared in a "whoosh", no matter how easy the lie was to expose.

The blacksmiths were stunned for several seconds before they came to their senses. He wanted his teammates to chase Li Cancan, but Li Cancan ran too fast, leaving an afterimage behind him. It was impossible to tell which direction he was running in.

Seeing Li Cancan walking away, the blacksmith glared at Bailixin fiercely, "What the hell are you doing?"

Bai Lixin shrugged and stepped into Huang Youcheng's house: "I have three urgent needs, can you still stop me? Are you still going in?"

The three blacksmiths looked at each other and quickly followed Bai Lixin into the yard.

The clear water flowed like a small snake, swimming along Baili Xin's fingertips, and finally entangled itself under the other person's neck hidden in the sacrificial robe.

Di Jia secretly observed Bai Lixin's expression.

This is a very dangerous action, as the water flow can break a slender neck with just a little force.

But the young man did not have the slightest evasion or fear. His favorite eyes carefully observed the surroundings without any external influence.

Either you have absolute trust in yourself, or you don't care about yourself.

Di Jia chuckled softly, no matter which one it was, it seemed to interest him.

The water flow turned into a palm, caressing the other person's collarbone, and fell on the slender neck, "I will wrap the water flow around your neck so that I can know what you are saying without making a sound when you speak."

Dijia: "If you want, I can help you kill these annoying guys."

Bai Lixin opened her mouth and said silently: "No need."

Dijia sneered: "Excessive kindness will only become a stumbling block on the road to success. I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

Bai Lixin looked around and answered nonchalantly: "No, I'm afraid of getting your hands dirty."

The water that was caressing his neck suddenly stopped, and then slowly started to move after a moment.

He silently retracted his hand from the water necklace, and a small drop of water splashed out from it and flew into the air. It exploded into the shape of a flower with a "bang" and evaporated into the air.

Dijia: "Ahem, that makes sense."

It seems that no one has lived in the Huang family for a long time. The black door hangs crookedly. The horizontal plaque on the door has become dilapidated due to the erosion of time. The word "Huang Mansion" can be vaguely seen.

It is shaped like a courtyard, with a small door on the wall connecting it to the backyard.

If this courtyard could be properly repaired, it would look very stylish even now, let alone thirty years ago.

Bai Lixin looked around before entering the yard. Not far from this house was Granny Sang's charity village.

I heard from Zhou Guang that Yizhuang used to be Grandma Sang’s home. Since she went crazy because she couldn’t find Sang Baoer, it was changed to Yizhuang by Granny Sang.

I frequently go out to collect corpses every day in the hope that one of them will be Bao'er's corpse.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and a huge mulberry tree was planted next to it. After thirty years of ups and downs, the mulberry branches were so lush that they pressed diagonally in front of a house, crushing the house crookedly and exposing the inside.

of red bricks and vegetation.

Bai Lixin had just approached the locust tree when a high-pitched and abrupt cry suddenly came from the tree.

Several crows were standing on the branches with flapping wings, their dark eyes staring directly at the four strange intruders below.

Huang Mao kicked the crooked basket, "Brother, what are we looking for in this useless place?"

The blacksmith looked at Huang Mao as if he were a fool, "Of course I'm looking for clues. Are you a fool? Huang Youcheng was the direct person who killed Bao'er."

"Baoer committed suicide after marrying Huang Youcheng for a month."

"If she is out of resentment, she can just die on the first day after getting married. If she is delaying her death for the sake of the village, then she can commit suicide after the village gets food."

"Why did it take a month to commit suicide? What happened during this period must be related to Sang Baoer's death and the curse of the river god."

"Sang Baoer and Huang Youcheng lived here briefly for a few days before they died. Maybe it was something that happened here that gave Sang Baoer the idea of ​​dying together with Huang Youcheng."

Huang Mao suddenly realized: "So that's it. Brother, you are so smart."

The thin man echoed: "No, eldest brother is strong and smart, with both wisdom and strength."

Dijia: "Tsk."

While the three of them were bragging, Bai Lixin had already walked around the yard. Basically all the houses were in dilapidated condition, but there was still a house with a lock on the door.

The lock was already rusty and difficult to open even with a key.

When Bai Lixin was hesitating whether to pick the lock or just kick the door open, the blacksmith's voice came from behind him.

"Why, it can't be opened? Get out of the way and I'll help you."

The blacksmith strode up to Bai Lixin and kicked the door without saying a word.

There was a loud "bang", the door shook twice, and rustling loess fell from the edge of the door.

The door fell inward and fell to the ground, dust flying.

Countless amounts of dust were like popcorn flying out of a high-pressure furnace, rushing towards everyone.

An invisible mist instantly blocked Baili Xin's body, helping him isolate all the dust.

While others were blinded by the dust, Priscilla had already entered the room.

This was a bedroom. It was hard for Bai Lixin to imagine that he would see tables and chairs made of golden nanmu in such a backward small village.

There is an exquisite diorama on the table, the jewelry box is opened and placed on the table, and there are many jewelry placed in it.

There is a Western bed in the bedroom, and the big red mandarin duck quilt on the bed has faded some of its color.

There are also two pairs of exquisite felt slippers and a pair of red embroidered shoes placed under the bed.

The slippers are one large and one small, one pair for men and one pair for women.

There was a wardrobe standing by the wall. Just as Bailixin was about to open the wardrobe, he saw a ball of water placed on the wardrobe handle before him. The water quickly rolled around the handle, and the dust on the copper handle disappeared in an instant.

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Baili Xin's eyes flashed slightly, her fingertips were placed on the clean handle, and she gently opened the wardrobe.

The clothes hanging in the closet are almost all women's clothes, cheongsams and long skirts, all made of fine fabrics. Only two men's mandarin jackets and robes are hung on the right side.

It is estimated that this cabinet is moth-proof. Thirty years have passed, and the clothes still maintain good shape and color.

At the bottom of the cabinet, two cheongsams were piled randomly.

Bai Lixin picked up one of the cheongsams and looked at it. There were some stains on the bottom of the cheongsam.

The three blacksmiths finally cleared their eyes.

The thin man's eyes lit up when he saw the decoration inside: "Wow, brother, these tables, chairs and jewelry are so valuable. If we can get one of them, we will be rich!"

Blacksmith: "The points in this game are money! Even if you take these jewelry out, they are worthless. You are also rare for things belonging to dead people. Isn't it unlucky!"

Priscilla walked out of the bedroom and went to several other rooms.

Maybe because I don't live here often, the other one is a guest room, and the remaining rooms are empty with no furnishings.

Priscilla went around to the backyard. There were three rooms behind the yard, a kitchen, a utility room and a spare room.

The kitchen was covered with spider webs and there were some mold spots on the bottom of the pot.

There are several shelves in the utility room, with some scattered sundries placed on the shelves, and a wooden barrel placed at the end of the shelves.

Priscilla walked slowly through the room with her waist bent, not missing a single detail.

Dijia, who was standing on a high place, looked down at everything in front of him, his eyes hidden in the air full of curiosity and greed.

The large sacrificial robe was not enough to completely cover the young man's body. From the high position, he lowered his head slightly and could see the white back of his neck hidden under the sacrificial robe.

He has existed here for countless years, with winter snow melting and spring buds sprouting.

As time passed by, he had seen many beautiful things and met many visitors from foreign lands. But no one caught his eye as much as the young man in front of him.

He watched indifferently as those people fled in a hurry, and looked down at them as they died in despair and misery. Everyone's faces were full of fear and panic about the unknown.

Only young people are a little different.

When being chased by red spiders one after another, he looked like a vigorous mountain elf.

He looks delicate and delicate, but he can play with the red spider that is several times stronger than him in the palm of his hand.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he took advantage of the drop of sweat to fall on the corner of the young man's lips.

The blazing temperature, the beating heart, everything scratched his sanity, making him unable to help but take the young man as his own and integrate it into his flesh and blood.

So much so that when she saw the young man getting into the hot spring where she usually lived, she didn't push him away. Instead, she helped him clean up his whole body. He also helped him hunt down a red spider and spread fur on it for the young man to rest.

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Baili Xin bent down slightly, and a large area of ​​honey color was looming.

The water on the neck suddenly tumbled twice, and two streams of water slowly stretched out.

The water that was supposed to be soft turned into sharp water needles when it met the clothes, passing straight through the clothes, tightening the wide neckline and hiding every inch of the honey color inside.

Then, Dijia, who was in the air, raised his head and looked towards the horizon, narrowing his eyes slightly.

His collection is not open to anyone's prying eyes.

Priscilla searched around the grocery room and soon saw a slightly wide gap on the floor where the debris was hidden.

When the three blacksmiths found this room, they happened to see Prisin opening a secret passage.

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In the live broadcast room.

[Damn, what’s going on with this shot? I almost saw Priscilla’s collarbone.]

[This sacrificial robe looks very elegant and spacious, but I didn’t expect it to be so private. 】

【I admit that I just lsp.】

[But I really didn’t see it. The blacksmith still has some brains. No wonder he is regarded as the boss. 】

[He is a little bit, Xin Shen is a lot bigger. Can they compare? 】

【Big?! What big?!】

【???】

[Why did the car suddenly speed up?]

[That, tell a joke, another secret door.]

[Old player, tell me first, is there a red spider under the secret door this time? My heart is not feeling well.]

[I don’t know anymore, we didn’t find this place... It was time to get 70% of it out of the village chief’s mouth.]

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In the dark secret passage, the thin man walked at the front and Huang Mao walked at the back.

The blacksmith was second, and Prisin was third.

The thin man walked slowly holding a torch, and the blacksmith looked back at Prisin.

The dim yellow light cast bright shadows on Bai Lixin's face, making his already clearly handsome face even more delicate and moving.

The blacksmith's heart felt like a deer several times, and he kept swallowing saliva down his throat.

"Um, Bailixin, are you afraid? If you are, you can hide in my arms."

The slightly frivolous voice was amplified several times in the empty stone path, and Huang Mao laughed.

Bai Lixin looked cold and ignored him.

When the blacksmith saw that he had touched the south wall in front of his men, his face looked a little ugly.

"Bai Li Xin, don't be shameless. You have such a charming face and you don't know what you did before. How can you pretend to be?"

"Surely a beauty like you would always wear beautiful clothes and lie down..."

A loud whipping sound echoed throughout the tunnel.

The blacksmith covered his head and shouted: "Bai Li Xin, how dare you hit me?!"

Bailixin raised his hands to show his innocence, "I didn't, my hands were always underneath."

Huang Mao behind Bai Lixin suddenly swallowed his saliva, "Boss, boss. Just now, I saw clearly that Bai Lixin really didn't do anything."

The blacksmith's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes looked around in horror.

Suddenly, there was another loud voice.

This time it slapped the blacksmith in the face.

The blacksmith's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't know whether it was because he was beaten or because he was frightened.

Just as he looked around warily, a sneer suddenly reached his ears: "Ha!"

The voice was hoarse and sinister, different from the other three.

The hairs all over the blacksmith's body stood up. He suddenly grabbed the thin man's torch and ran forward screaming, "Ghost, there is a ghost!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Five more loud whipping sounds echoed through the secret passage.

Slim Man and Huang Mao felt as if their faces had been whipped by a whip, and their faces were burning with pain.

But as far as the eye can see, apart from the dim and dark passage, there is only air.

The two looked at each other and ran away screaming, following the blacksmith's footsteps.

"Hey, there really is a ghost! Run!"

In the darkness, dots of fireflies lit up around Bailixin.

If you look carefully, you will find that they are tiny water droplets. Each water droplet is dyed with a little fluorescence, covering the surroundings of Prisin with a hazy white light.

Just enough to illuminate Prisin's vision, but not enough to be captured by night vision.

Dijia, "Did you see the stupid way those ants fled in a hurry?"

Bai Lixin replied in a weak voice: "I saw it, what next?"

Dijia: "You don't have anything to say?"

Like say thank you or something?

Priscilla: "Oh, no."

Dijia: "..."

In the dark tunnel, Baili Xin walked very fast because of the illumination of Diga. He strode through the tunnel and saw the end in a few minutes.

Three frightened men were pushing hard on the wooden board above their heads. There seemed to be something pressing on it. The three men were working hard. They were sweating profusely and their eyes were wandering.

Bai Lixin raised his hand high and placed it on the wooden board. With a slight exertion, the wooden board suddenly revealed a glimmer of light.

Huang Mao: "Boss, great, the door is open!"

Blacksmith: "Good job, it's still a little short of it, you two need to work harder!"

Bailixin raised his other hand and placed it on the board, and pushed with all his strength, and the board was completely pushed away.

The blacksmith laughed happily: "Push away, brothers, let's get out of this ghost place quickly..."

Something rolled down from the wooden board and landed in front of him, and a pale face suddenly struck the blacksmith.

His eyes were closed tightly, his face was tangled in pain, and his skin was pale and bloodless.

He is also an old acquaintance of the blacksmith.

The female player who died of fever.

"Grass!"

The three people were so frightened that their souls flew away, the whites of their eyes rolled up, and they fainted.

Baili Xin held the board by himself, glanced at the corpse, slowly pushed the board aside and stepped on the three unconscious men before stepping out.

This tunnel happened to be under the corpse bed of the female player. The corpse bed was a bit heavy, so they couldn't push it just now.

Priscilla placed the female player on another unused bed, her eyes thoughtful.

There was actually a secret passage from Huang Youcheng's grocery store to Sang Baoer's home.

The room that was mostly occupied by white was filled with corpses. The corpses of the players who had died before were all parked here. The skin that had been chewed to pieces was carefully sewn up, and the parts without flesh were used.

It was stuffed with grass and trees and stuffed into the clothes, as if the body was still there.

Baili Xin walked around the morgue and then opened the door and walked out. In the yard, Granny Sang was leaning on a rocking chair to bask in the sun. She was holding a red sewing machine in her dry, waxy hands and mumbling something.

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"Bao'er, grandma will sew the most beautiful wedding dress for you, and I guarantee you will be the most beautiful bride."

"My dear, why are you so miserable?"

"Baoer, for the sake of justice, I have suffered so much for you."

Bai Lixin walked slowly behind Granny Sang, "How did Bao'er die?"

Grandma Sang's needle pierced into the flesh.

The nimble little old lady stood up from the rocking chair like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and looked up at Priscilla in shock.

"You, you, you, where did you come from?!"

"Are you planning to scare me, a dead old woman, to death?!"

Bai Lixin looked at the strange little old lady in front of her who had a pale face, her face hung on her bones, and the whites of her eyes had almost disappeared: "..."

To be fair, shouldn't you be scaring me?