Be a Social Cow In An Infinite Game

The New World is a place that does not play cards according to common sense.

The copy it contains is completely irregular and arbitrary.

In some dungeons, the entire world has its own set of logic, so small that even a nameless little ghost has its source, such as the ghost boy and the skeleton of the Guyi tribe in the previous world.

In some dungeons, the formation of ghosts and ghosts has nothing to do with the ghost king. For example, the bedside ghosts in the second dungeon have no evidence to prove that they were killed by Zhou Xiuxiu and turned into lingering ghosts under the bedboard after death.

Therefore, Xia Zhiyi's brain will jump accordingly.

The sedan chair stopped, bleeding, so the bride who appeared on the top of the sedan chair must be Xiao Jinniang?

Liu Congjia will never let her brother go if she says she will die, who can be sure that she didn't follow through on what she said?

Maybe she really turned into a ghost king after death and created a wedding ceremony, just waiting for the player to send her brother to her to help her complete the wedding?

Jing Ruyu fell into deep thought, and nodded slightly after a while.

The two girls both died wearing wedding dresses, and their sweethearts were both Liu Lang, so this conjecture is not unreasonable.

I just don't know if this Liu Lang was taken away, if he is still alive, where is he hidden?

No clue.

Thinking is about to become a mess.

Jing Ruyu quickly cleared up the chaotic thoughts, and calmly said: "It happens that we have all seen the appearance of the ghost bride, and I will go back to the Liu Mansion and ask them for a portrait of Liu Congjia so that we can compare it. It is best to compare it with the Liu family. The couple should confirm the reason why Liu Congjia committed suicide."

If ordinary people ask, the Liu couple may not be willing to talk.

But now the two of them are divine envoys sent by heaven to help the couple, so they naturally have to be honest with each other when facing the divine envoys, and they cannot hide it.

Besides, it was Master Liu who said it himself. If there is a need to mention it directly, it is their duty to do so.

Xia Zhiyi nodded.

"After taking it, go to the Wu family to see the situation."

They wanted to see if this wicked Wu Mingyi was alive or dead.

The two were discussing, and Bubu was obediently serving a bowl of rice beside him.

She doesn't know anything, she's not afraid of anything, she just follows the mothers anyway—and there's candy to eat!

…

The two returned to Liu's house again.

Looking at the Liu family, where the weather is calm and the ghosts and monsters have never appeared, it makes people feel very relieved.

They asked for Liu Congjia's portrait.

Although Liu and his wife were puzzled, they gave in.

They asked Liu Congjia's cause of death again.

The Lius were silent again.

This time, they didn't stop there.

Jing Ruyu brought out her identity as an envoy: "There are gods three feet above your head, if you don't tell me, don't the gods in the sky know?

"You are not honest enough to the gods, and you hope to get help from the gods. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

She spoke seriously, and when she put on a straight face, she was serious and serious, which made people dare not offend, and felt awe in her heart.

Xia Zhiyi hugged Bubu and stood beside her, watching her silently.

Well, it really is a decent envoy...

The Lius were taken aback by Jing Ruyu's serious appearance.

Although they didn't understand the relationship between the disappearance of their daughter and son, they were afraid of offending the gods, and God would not help them find their son. The couple sighed and confessed.

Same information as they get.

Liu Congjia really liked her elder brother.

The Lius knew about this from their son, they couldn't believe it, they thought their daughter was crazy, otherwise how could they do such a thing.

After hesitating again and again, Mrs. Liu said cautiously: "Jiaer has already left, so it should have nothing to do with this matter..."

Jing Ruyu shook the scroll in her hand.

"probably."

If the ghost king is really Liu Congjia, and her love for her brother is so persistent, even to the point of madness, then it is not difficult for her to send her ghosts to kidnap Liu Lishu.

But the biggest problem right now is that even the ghost king is looking for Liu Lishu.

Where is Liu Lishu now, is he alive or dead?

They have a headache about it.

This time the dungeon map is larger and wider than the previous map, and it is within the capital city, there are thousands of households, and hiding places can be found everywhere, it is not easy to find people here, even dare not play hide-and-seek play here.

Xia Zhiyi asked, "Before the accident, did Young Master Liu and Miss Liu have a good relationship?"

"That's right," Master Liu said without hesitation, "Li Shu is very kind to Jia'er, he has always loved this little sister. Jia'er also likes Li Shu as a big brother, but we didn't expect this love to be... oh."

He sighed deeply, feeling helpless and shameless.

"Understood," Xia Zhiyi said, "Thank you for your cooperation, we will not stay any longer if we continue to investigate. If there is any problem, we will come back to bother you, thank you for your hard work."

Master Liu immediately got up to send them off: "Okay, okay, the three of you have worked hard, so we won't keep three more, so as not to cause trouble for the three of you.

"Envoys are welcome, if you have something to do, just order, as long as we can find my son, we can do whatever we want!"

Xia Zhiyi and Jing Ruyu smiled politely, turned and left.

…

On the way to Wu's house, the two opened the scroll of Liu Congjia's portrait.

The style of the painting is classical and elegant, which is quite different from the modern style, but it is still not difficult to see that the woman in the painting has a beautiful appearance and picturesque features, and she can fully bear the phrase "little lady".

But she is completely different from the ghost bride who appears at night.

The ghost bride's beauty is more colorful and eye-catching, compared with her, Liu Congjia is a little more elegant and delicate.

They are equally beautiful, but each has its own merits, and they are equally beautiful.

Jing Ruyu closed the scroll, put it in Xia Zhiyi's bag, and zipped it up.

"It seems we guessed wrong."

Xia Zhiyi nodded, not feeling too sorry for the wrong deduction.

Whoever the ghost king is doesn't affect the five-day deadline, only the route they follow to find clues.

They continued to walk to Wu's house, hoping to get some useful clues from Wu's house, and by the way, see if Wu Mingyi, the little overlord, is still alive.

Soon, the Wu family was close at hand.

They stopped under a big tree and watched carefully.

Looking at the buildings not far away, they had to admit that compared with the Xiao and Liu families, the Wu family was indeed ridiculously large.

Although there is no piece of gold pasted on the inside and outside of the wall, there is an unparalleled aura of money everywhere.

However, such a wealthy family raised such a thing.

Xia Zhiyi suddenly said: "My suggestion is to let his parents learn from your parents."

Jing Ruyu turned her head sideways: "?"

Xia Zhiyi looked serious: "I believe that even if you were born in ancient times, your parents would definitely teach you as well as they are now, so that they won't spoil you without bottom line, and let you become as evil as he is."

Jing Ruyu didn't expect her family to be praised as a good family under such circumstances.

As expected of you, my dear girlfriend, the focus is always different.

Xia Zhiyi noticed the strips of yellow paper pasted on the door, pointed at it, and asked curiously, "What's that?"

Sheets of yellow paper were neatly pasted along the four sides of the gate.

There seemed to be red words written on the yellow paper.

They were a little far away, so they couldn't see clearly.

Xia Zhiyi simply picked up the extremely safe Bubu, rushed over, stopped to look at it for three seconds, turned around and rushed over again, absolutely not giving the Wu family a chance to react!

"Okay, I see clearly."

"What is it?"

"do not know."

"?"

Xia Zhiyi gestured and said, "It is written with a red pen. The characters are long and crooked. I don't know what is written, but it looks like a Taoist priest's talisman paper."

As she was talking, she suddenly noticed that Bubu in her arms had an uneasy expression.

Bubu's small face was tightly wrinkled, as if he saw something uncomfortable, but fortunately he recovered after a while.

"What's up Boo Boo?" she asked.

Hearing this, Bubu raised his finger and pointed at the gate of the Wu family, as if pointing at the talisman papers, then shook his head, expressing that he didn't like it.

Seeing this, the two of them suddenly came to their senses and opened their minds.

Xia Zhiyi: "Bubbu is also considered a ghost king, and he will feel uncomfortable when he gets close to it. It seems that these are the exorcism talisman papers drawn by the Wu family!"

Jing Ruyu nodded in agreement.

Xia Zhiyi patted Bubu's head distressedly: "Good boy, it's okay."

Turning to look at Jing Ruyu again, hesitantly said: "You are a snake, so these talisman papers will not be useful to you..."

"I gonna go see."

Jing Ruyu stepped forward resolutely, stared at the talisman paper for three seconds, then turned back with a calm face.

"It's really uncomfortable, but it's okay, it's going to die."

Xia Zhiyi couldn't help frowning.

"What a Wu Mingyi, he didn't give in when he killed someone, but now he knows he's been taken in, and he still finds someone to do it to him!

"Could it be that the ghost king didn't touch him because of these talisman papers?"

Jing Ruyu thinks it is possible, but not certain.

The ghost king is a more powerful existence than them all, and no one knows whether it will be hindered by a few yellow papers.

It's hard to guess what the ghost king is thinking.

"Zhiyi, we don't know if Wu Mingyi is still alive."

Does the protection of the Wu family necessarily mean that Wu Mingyi is alive?

Couldn't it be that Wu Mingyi was killed, and the Wu couple was afraid that Xiao Jinniang would continue to settle accounts, so they found someone to cast spells to protect themselves?

But if Wu Mingyi was still alive, they might be able to extract Liu Lishu's whereabouts or other useful information from him.

"Let's do this," Xia Zhiyi said, "I'll go find out directly. I don't respond to these things, so you and Bubu will wait here for me."

"Okay, come back after asking clearly, don't go in."

"I know."

"be careful."

"Uh-huh."

Xia Zhiyi did what he said, and walked towards the gate of Wufu, calling for the Half-faced Buddha in his heart.

——Your believer just helped you spread the good name this morning. Now she is going to face the dragon and the tiger's den. It is very dangerous. Please remember to fulfill the agreement of asylum and protect your weak, pitiful and helpless believer. Thank you!

"Tut Tuk."

She knocked on the door of Wufu.

After waiting for a while, the door was pulled open, revealing a crack.

A sullen face appeared from behind, dressed in blue servant clothes.

"who."

Xia Zhiyi smiled politely, and cut straight to the point: "Hello, is your young master at home? I have something to do with him, can I see him?"

"What's the matter?" the boy asked.

"It can only be said to your young master." Xia Zhiyi replied.

"..."

The boy fell silent, and said, "Wait, I'll report to the young master."

Let's go.

After a short conversation, Xia Zhiyi understood—Wu Mingyi is really still alive!

The boy really went to sue Wu Mingyi.

After a while, he came back and asked, "My young master asked if you are a local."

Xia Zhi said, "No."

The boy asked again: "Then where do you live?"

Xia Zhiyi: "In the inn."

Boy: "Wait a little longer."

He is gone again.

Xia Zhiyi looked puzzled.

The boy hurried back to the dimly lit bedroom.

To the boy standing behind the curtain, he reported Xia Zhiyi's accosts one by one.

Half of the boy's face was hidden in the darkness, only the other half of his delicate face was exposed.

The air in the house was cold and the atmosphere was tense and frightening.

foreign…

Inn…

He smiled and said coldly, "You know what to do."

"Yes."

The boy took the order and exited the room respectfully.

Xia Zhiyi waited outside the door for the boy's reply.

After waiting for a long time, there was finally movement from the closed gate of Wufu.

The door opened slowly.

The gloomy face of the boy in blue was clearly displayed in front of her.

Behind him, several servants followed.

His complexion was not good, and he was aggressive.

Xia Zhiyi: "?"

Something is wrong!

She took two steps back vigilantly. In an instant, a flash of saber light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, several Sen Leng long knives had been raised high towards her, and ferocious faces ran towards her without hesitation. she.

Unexpected murder, caught off guard!

Xia Zhiyi stared wide-eyed, turned and ran.

Sen Leng Daoguang pursued her relentlessly, as if he must taste her blood today!

While Jing Ruyu yelled to be careful, her body rushed over instinctively.

Bubu also rushed up.

The knife light suddenly fell!

Xia Zhiyi yelled subconsciously: "The promised protection is here!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of intense and dazzling golden Buddha light suddenly erupted from her body.

The next moment, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, and swept away from behind her with a powerful demonic energy, like a thousand troops galloping past, bumping into those servants and throwing their long knives to pieces.

Jing Ruyu couldn't help but stop.

Vaguely, she seemed to see a half-faced Buddha statue on Xia Zhiyi's body.

Solemn and solemn, but it appears extremely unexpected.

Xia Zhiyi heard the movement, stopped in a daze, and turned around slowly.

I saw the servants lying on the ground and howling continuously, in such a state of distress, that the knives that were slashing at her were all blown away.

The murderous intent was lifted instantly, without any effort.

At this moment, she couldn't help expressing the simplest and most expressive emotion: "I... grass."

The author has something to say:

Half-faced Buddha: mere area.

Xia Xia: I'm stupid.

Mr. Jing: ...

Eleven [Vigilance]: Is there something wrong? !