Please Obey The Game

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"Paper that doesn't burn...it shouldn't be hard to find."

"It's hard, Chen Qingshan said that there is no paper or bamboo in the town."

"No?"

Yu Xiaojie didn't believe it at first, but seeing that Gao Yan's expression didn't seem fake, let alone joking with him, he put away his indifferent attitude and turned his head to look at the papered windows: "The whole town is full of these antique windows, The windows are all papered, and it turns out that there is no paper? Does this mean 'there is no non-flammable paper'? If you just mean 'non-flammable paper', then we can make fireproof paper by ourselves."

Gao Yan walked towards the window, letting Yu Xiaojie follow along.

Although the two of them spoke in a low voice, they whispered to each other and walked around in the temple without paying respects, which was quite strange. Immediately, some pilgrims cast dissatisfied glances at them.

Yu Xiaojie's expression froze: "It's too real."

Pilgrims' devotion and response to gods and beliefs, some subtle details make it impossible to ignore its authenticity.

If you don't discover the Gods of Wandering at night, under the influence of the townspeople, over time, will the players mistakenly think that this is the real world?

Yu Xiaojie: "If I hadn't seen their faces of death a long time ago, I would have thought they were in the real world now. The so-called game field may just transport me to a closed and backward village in the world, even if I encounter ghosts , I'm still in the real world."

The intermediate field is not at all like the primary field. The primary field makes the player have no sense of substitution. Those specific scenes and almost no NPCs make people very conscious.

Soberly aware that the game field is different from the real world, players can sometimes even substitute themselves into the usual escape games. It's just a game where you die if you lose.

But at least they don't have to be so afraid of ghosts and bosses, and they can remain expressionless in the face of being killed by a human player.

The primary field reminds the player that the game field is unreal, and the intermediate field is just the opposite. It strongly hypnotizes the player to believe that the game field they are in is reality.

Yu Xiaojie: "If this is the case for the middle class, how about the advanced class?"

Gao Yan smiled, and said softly: "Maybe the high-level field has merged with the real world."

Yu Xiaojie was so frightened that goose bumps appeared all over his arms: "Brother Yan, you scared me to death."

Gao Yan: "..."

At this time, the two had already walked to the window, Gao Yan poked the window paper, and said: "The window paper covered with oil is not waterproof but not fireproof." After a while, he shook his head: "It can't be regarded as paper."

Yu Xiaojie: "What do you mean?"

Gao Yan didn't answer, but asked him instead: "Are you still staying in Qingshan Palace at night?"

Yu Xiaojie shook his head: "If there is a place to sleep, I will definitely go." He yawned sleepily: "I didn't sleep last night, I was worried, and there was a wandering spirit outside... By the way, is there a wandering spirit at night? "

Gao Yan: "Anyway, there must be a Wandering God's Club on the 20th, and it's King Qingshan's Wandering God's Club."

On the 20th day of the first lunar month, King Qingshan made an unannounced visit and traveled ten li in Jiuxiang.

Gao Yan knocked on the window, heard a muffled sound, and then saw the very dissatisfied eyes of the pilgrims. They wanted to accuse but still hesitated, and finally Miao Zhu came over.

"Two believers, if you don't come to Qingshan Palace to pray to King Qingshan, please leave the hall and don't disturb other believers."

Gao Yan: "I'm sorry, we are foreigners. It's our first time here, so we're a little curious."

Hearing the word 'outsider', Miao Zhu's expression changed, becoming a little cold and alienated, but his attitude became much more tolerant.

He no longer drove Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie away, and allowed them to walk around the hall, but kept quiet.

The pilgrims who got close knew that they were foreigners, and then withdrew their condemning eyes, as if they hadn't seen them.

The attitude changes quickly, and it feels like the article inside is huge.

Gao Yan lowered his eyes: "I want to ask, where can I find non-combustible paper and bamboo in the town?"

"There is no bamboo and paper in the town." Miao Zhu's eyes revealed a faint sympathy: "Not to mention non-burning paper, even burning paper."

"Really?" Gao Yan pointed to the window: "Isn't window paper considered paper?"

"Of course not! How can it be considered paper? That kind of thing can't be called 'paper' at all! You don't even know what real 'paper' is! You outsiders..." Miao Zhu's tone There was a faint hint of disdain, but he quickly realized that his attitude was wrong, so he quickly returned to his peaceful appearance.

"Real 'paper' is very precious and rare, almost nonexistent. If you are busy in the town for a year, you may not be able to produce ten perfect sheets of paper. It is the material for God's clothes!"

Gao Yan: "If the town is busy for a year, it may not necessarily produce ten perfect sheets of paper... Does that mean, there is still paper in the town?"

Miao Zhu's face changed, and he said reluctantly: "The material of God's clothes must be the best, and the paper made by other people cannot be called paper."

Yu Xiaojie: "Then where is the place that produces this perfect and expensive paper?"

Miao Zhu shut up, unwilling to speak.

Yu Xiaojie raised his smiling face, holding Miaozhu in a good voice, and said a lot of good things, but he had to come to Miaozhu with a mocking smile.

Yu Xiaojie paused for a moment, as if he had suddenly realized, he took out the money he had earned from looking at the face for a long time from his pocket and handed it to Miao Zhu.

Miao Zhu glanced at the money, disdainful

Looking away: "I'm busy, go shopping by yourself and keep quiet."

Yu Xiaojie's face stretched out, he cursed in a low voice, looked at Miao Zhu, and wanted to knock him out and lock him up for interrogation.

Gao Yan glanced indifferently at the Miao Zhu who was walking away, then took out a stick of incense from his pocket, pinched it between his fingers to play with, and said casually: "Everyone is here, put the incense before leaving. Fortunately, I have Buddha incense on me, so I don’t have to worry about not having any offerings to annoy King Qingshan.”

"GG—" Miao Zhu hurriedly blocked the way of Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie, greedily looked at the Buddhist incense in Gao Yan's hand, rubbed his hands unconsciously, swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously, "Why do you worship the King of Qingshan? You How about a piece of incense? I have a lot of incense here, why don’t I exchange this one with you?”

Gao Yan had a half-smile: "Then you are at a loss?"

Miao Zhu: "You are a pious believer, and you enshrine King Qingshan. How can you say that I have lost money?"

Gao Yan refused: "No, if you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it. The important thing is your heart. I'll go and pay homage to King Qingshan—where is the stove?"

Miao Zhu was so frightened that he quickly stopped them, flattered them, and took out a large handful of incense from the temple and stuffed it into Gao Yan's hand: "Change it, it will be a loss to anyone you offer this incense to. Or My lot of incense is useful, at least in the town, and it can be used everywhere. Change it, this believer, you won’t suffer.”

Gao Yan: "The place where paper is made?"

Miao Zhu saw Gao Yan took his incense stick, so he quickly snatched the lone Buddhist incense stick, then looked around, and whispered: "Yizhuang, the Yizhuang with seven coffins parked."

Gao Yan's smile deepened: "Thank you for reminding me."

Miao Zhu hid the Buddhist incense in his sleeve, coughed twice: "No, you guys go quickly. Remember to keep your voice down, don't disturb King Qingshan."

Miao Zhu ran away after exhorting him. Although he didn't know that he was dead, he would still be attracted by the incense of Buddha as a dead person. The urgent desire made him desperately want to snatch the incense from Gao Yan's hand.

Yu Xiaojie knew how useful the Buddhist incense prop in Gao Yan's hand was, so it was a pity at this moment: "It's a waste of a Buddha incense."

Gao Yan lowered his eyes to look at the whole handful of incense that Miao Zhu stuffed him in his hand. It is estimated that there are seventy to eighty sticks. He smiled and said, "That's not necessarily a waste."

"Ah?" Yu Xiaojie turned his head: "Shall we go to Yizhuang now?"

"First burn the incense, and pay homage to King Qingshan."

Gao Yan stepped forward and gave Yu Xiaojie three sticks of incense, took three for himself, and hid the rest in his pocket.

Yu Xiaojie followed him to light incense and worship Qingshan King, put the incense in the incense burner, and they bowed again and then left.

The two stepped out of Qingshan Palace, Gao Yan said first: "Next, go to Yizhuang."

Yu Xiaojie patted his chest: "Wait a minute, I'll ask."

After finishing speaking, he ran to his stall and asked a fellow colleague, and within two minutes he got the answer back.

"In the west of the town near the outskirts, I heard that there used to be an old Zhuangzi with a family of seven. Later that night, the seven members of that family were offended by evil spirits and died. No one dared to take them. There was a loyal old man in their family. Servant, the old servant made seven coffins to bury the seven members of the Lord's family. They have not been buried until now, and the seven thin coffins are still placed in the center of the old Zhuangzi's lobby."

Gao Yan: "Then no one lives in the old village?"

Yu Xiaojie stopped in his tracks: "No."

The two looked at each other, how could Zhuangzi make paper when no one lives there?

After a while, Gao Yan said, "Let's go and have a look."

Yu Xiaojie: "Brother Yan, do you know the meaning of 'Bodhisattva! Bodhisattva!' mentioned in 'The Mercy of the Gods'? I can't figure out what this repeated sentence is emphasizing? Why is the prompt Bodhisattva? Although the name of the game field is ' "You Bodhisattva" is actually an alias, also called You Shenhui. I have seen the gods in Qingshan Palace, most of them are local gods, and there is no mention of Bodhisattva at all. Why is "Bodhisattva" in the prompt instead? And it uses repetition The emphatic statement!"

"I have no idea."

Gao Yan really didn't know, and he was also very puzzled why there was a strange word 'Bodhisattva' in the prompt.

Because they couldn't figure it out, they left it behind for the time being. They left Qingshan Palace and met Juli Hualing on the way to Yizhuang. They had no choice but to set off together when they had no way to avoid it.

Juli Hualing: "What did you find?"

Yu Xiaojie knew Juli Hualing's identity, and also knew that the other party's target was Gao Yan, so he didn't sell the information they got because of their beauty, and let Gao Yan handle the whole process.

Gao Yan: "I found a paper-making Yizhuang, how about you?"

Juli Hualing: "I met other players, but they didn't find me. They were also looking for paper and bones, but they didn't seem to know what to do with the paper and bones for the time being. But now I probably know what our customs clearance requirements are. Yes, the request from the first NPC I met."

She looked at Gao Yan and the two, and realized that their expressions had not changed, "It seems that you all guessed it. They seem to have found a clue to the bamboo bone. I followed them, but they were on guard, so I didn't follow up." followed."

After all, it's an intermediate field, and one might say that even the single player will be killed by the player.

Juli Hualing continued: "But I know where they got the clue of the bamboo bone."

She originally wanted to go back to get clues from the bamboo bones, but she only followed Gao Yan and the others halfway.

Gao Yan nodded: "Let's go to Yizhuang together and find the non-burning paper first. The other players get the clues of the bamboo bones first, and we miss the opportunity. We should find the paper first and then use it to burn."

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The three of them walked for an hour and a half, gradually moving away from the side-by-side houses and lively crowd gathering places, and came to the old district near the outskirts.

The old districts are all abandoned houses, and the former residents have all moved to the town center, so there is no popularity here.

Over time, overgrown with weeds, desolate and deserted.

Go deep into the old district and step on a deserted street. The cold wind whimpers on the street, the corners are covered with cobwebs, and the roadsides are covered with moss. The desolation is so frightening. At the end of the street there is an old Zhuangzi, and there are two big white lanterns hanging at the gate of Zhuangzi.

The characters "Dian" were written on each of the lanterns, and the gate was opened slightly. With a slight push, it opened with a "squeak", and the cold wind blew out from the courtyard and hit it head-on, making people shiver with cold. .

Yu Xiaojie hissed and shrank his neck: "When I was in the town, there were so many people that I didn't feel cold...although it wasn't considered a living person. However, there is no place here that is warm against the wind. Wherever you go I feel cold wherever I stand.”

They walked into the courtyard and walked to the hall, where the seven thin coffins in the dark hall were facing the gate, very crowded.

Juli Hualing: "Nobody?"

Gao Yan: "No."

Juli Hualing: "Who will make paper?"

Gao Yan looked at Yu Xiaojie, and Yu Xiaojie replied: "This old village used to be a paper-making workshop. They have a family-passed paper-making recipe. The paper they make can be as soft as clothes, and it is not afraid of rain and fire. The pagodas in the town used to be as soft as clothes." The paper clothes on the bone body were all made by Lao Zhuangzi, but now that the seven members of the family are dead, the papermaking technique has been lost.”

Juli Hualing whispered softly: "Does that mean we came here for nothing?"

Yu Xiaojie's two eyebrows were almost drawn together, he hesitated and said: "It's not... Miaozhu asked us to come, it shouldn't be in vain. There must be a place where paper and bamboo bones are made, otherwise how will we pass the customs?"

Gao Yan walked forward, took out the incense sticks that the temple priest had stuffed for him, took out more than twenty sticks and lit them together, and then inserted them into the seams of the coffins one by one. Hall entrance.

"I'm here to ask for paper, non-burning paper, the deposit has been paid, and the final payment will be settled when the goods are in hand."

Yu Xiaojie's eyes widened, and he whispered, "Brother Yan talking to the things in the coffin?"

Juli Hualing: "Obviously. Where did he get the incense in his hand?"

Yu Xiaojie: "Miao Zhu gave it to me, I thought he gave it casually, it's useless."

Juli Hualing: "Everything given by the game field must be useful."

Gao Yan repeated what he said just now, but added: "If you don't agree, I will get back the deposit and find someone else to cooperate with. The ancient town is so big, you are not the only ones who get the inheritance of papermaking. That faithful old servant."

Yu Xiaojie's eyes widened, and he murmured in his heart: Gao Yan's father has become good at telling nonsense with his eyes open, and he speaks so calmly without changing his face or heartbeat. Even lied to the things in the coffin of the person who died for an unknown number of years, the conscience is probably gone.

Juli Hualing folded her hands in her sleeves and said softly, "Let's go and find that loyal old servant. It's cold, old, and far away from the town. I don't want to stay any longer."

Huh? What did she say?

Yu Xiaojie was confused in his heart, but he controlled his expression very well, and his expression was quite deep.

Gao Yan: "Okay—"

In the middle of the response, I heard several "rustles" and looked up, only to see that the three incense sticks that had been inserted in the cracks of the coffin had all entered the coffin.

Yu Xiaojie cursed in a low voice: "Hey, what's inside is still alive?"

Definitely not alive!

But move.

No one in the town is alive except for the family, and their faces are full of death, but at some point they may not even know that they are dead.

But the seven coffins in Yizhuang, the things inside are already dead in the eyes of the townspeople.

Yu Xiaojie guessed that they were staying in the town for a certain period of time now, and this time period happened to hold the Tournament of Gods. The townspeople are still alive, but the seven people in Yizhuang did not survive the encounter with evil spirits.

In other words, no matter what time it was, the contents of the seven coffins in front of them were not alive, and they carried certain dangers.

If Gao Yan hadn't received the incense from the temple just now, or hadn't lit the three incense sticks when he came in to worship, would the contents inside have escaped?

The more I think about it, the more terrifying I feel. Although Yu Xiaojie has experienced many battles, he still feels a headache when he encounters such a thing.

Gao Yan: "Then agree. You are all businessmen, you should understand the principle of reciprocity, money and goods."

Yu Xiaojie: God damn it comes and goes.

Gao Yan: "We'll come back tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left quickly, and said to Yu Xiaojie and Juli Hualing: "Go quickly."

When the two heard this, their hearts trembled, and they quickly followed and left. As soon as the back foot stepped out of the gate, the door behind him was suddenly blown by a gust of wind, and a loud 'bang' accompanied by the sound of heavy objects breaking and falling exploded beside the ears of the three.

Gao Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back."

Yu Xiaojie: "The stuff inside just now wanted to attack us?"

Gao Yan: "They want to keep us here."

Juli Hualing frowned: "Why?"

To be honest, she didn't quite understand the thoughts of local gods and ghosts in Huaguo.

Gao Yan: "The ghosts are all cunning, especially the seven of them died in vain before they were alive. After death, no one enshrines them for adoption. They cannot be buried in the ground, and they are full of resentment when they hide in thin coffins. We worship with incense and do business with them.

, They agreed on the surface, but turning around and accidentally killing us by accident is not a breach of contract. "

Juli Hualing suddenly realized: "It's really interesting."

Yu Xiaojie: "In any case, one of the materials for making the tower bones is considered to be available, and the rest is bamboo bones. Let's find the materials for bamboo bones."

Juli Hualing: "Let's go, I'll take you there."

The figures of the three quickly disappeared into the street, and as soon as they left, two people came out from the shadows immediately.

The two looked at each other, then turned and pushed open the door of Lao Zhuangzi.

On the other side, Juli Hualing said: "The clue to the bamboo bone is in the Nvgu Temple."

Yu Xiaojie: "What kind of local god is this?"

Gao Yan: "There are many local gods in the Mindu area, especially female gods."

Yu Xiaojie: "Maybe the empress in the country folktale refers to the 'Nvgu Temple'?"

Juli Hualing: "I saw the statue inside the Nugu Temple outside, a bit like the nugu pagoda bones I saw in Chen Qingshan's mansion last night."

Gao Yan: "Then it should not be some famous female god, but a ghost like Impermanence in Black and White, and Yin officials in the underworld."

Juli Hualing glanced at Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie, and suddenly said, "I think I might have been discovered."

Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie showed puzzled expressions at the same time.

Juli Hualing: "The players in the intermediate game 'You Bodhisattva' should be all Chinese, at least they know your native ghosts. My first intermediate game was not 'You Bodhisattva', and I was wearing a kimono that didn't fit, so I think the other players figured it out when they first saw me."

She thought she was hiding it well, but she hadn't gotten used to the peculiarity of the middle-level field. She thought she was still in the primary field, when players from various countries were mixed together.

Gao Yan stopped and squinted his eyes: "Have you been seen by other players?"

Juli Hualing nodded.

Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie looked at each other, the two reacted at the same time, turned and ran to Yizhuang: "Go back."

Juli Hualing frowned, and followed closely. But Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie were so fast that they quickly disappeared in front of her.

Reluctantly her physical strength was not as good as others, Juli Hualing simply stopped, and a black shadow shot out from her cuff. The black shadow flew out like an arrow from the string, and immediately followed behind Gao Yan and the two of them.

It was a black cat shikigami, sharing the line of sight with Juli Hualing.

The black cat jumped up and down, and successfully squatted at the gate of Yizhuang. After a while, Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie also arrived. They stepped forward to open the door but found that the gate was still standing. The door was locked, not when it was ajar when we arrived just now.

Yu Xiaojie suggested: "Over the wall?"

Gao Yan: "Let's lie on the wall and watch first, don't go in easily."

The two jumped onto the wall with the help of the stone lion at the door, and peeked at the Yizhuang from the top of the one-meter-wide wall.

The black cat lightly landed beside them, quietly looking at the hall.

There were still seven sets of thin coffins in the hall, and there was no movement. Even the cold wind had stopped at this time, and there was a deathly silence inside.

Yu Xiaojie suppressed his voice: "No one?"

Gao Yan: "Look again."

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was still no movement inside. Only then did Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie feel relieved, and when they were about to jump down, there was movement in the hall.

Among the seven coffins, two of the coffins placed in the center heard slight noises, and then screams of terror were heard from inside. The screaming stopped abruptly in just a moment, like a crowing rooster whose throat was suddenly strangled and could no longer make a sound.

Not long after, rumors came from the coffin again.

The sound of @ was still for a while, and the sound of cracking silk seemed to tear apart the dead silence. The terrifying sound that made the scalp tingle lasted for a long time, until the blood overflowed from the cracks in the coffin, along the wooden planks and wood that supported the coffin. The chair tick-tock fell down.

Yu Xiaojie's scalp was numb, and his arms were covered with goosebumps: "Two players found out the identity of Julihualing player, followed her, and found that she was meeting with us, so they followed her. When we left, they wanted to pick up the leak, In the end, I didn't expect the thing in the coffin to wake up, it was the time when it was short of blood and human flesh."

To put it simply, the two players were unlucky enough to collide with each other.

But at any rate, players who have survived to the middle level can hardly guarantee that they will not have some life-saving props. That's it, and it's still entangled by the stuff inside, which shows that it's very fierce.

After they went in, they not only concluded a business deal, but also came back safely, which can be said to be very lucky.

Gao Yan: "Probably."

He jumped down and beckoned Yu Xiaojie and the black cat to leave. I originally wanted to remind other players if I was in time, but it turned out to be one step too late.

Gao Yan was thoughtful, and his mind was full of that folk song.

Juli Hualing stood there waiting for their return, stretched out her arm, and the black cat got into her wide cuff and turned into a blank sheet of paper.

Yu Xiaojie was curious: "Onmyoji?"

Juli Hualing nodded: "You understand?"

Yu Xiaojie rested his hands on the back of his head, said with a 'ha' and said: "The Yin-Yang Art of the Island Country was originally a bit of superficial knowledge of the Chinese Yin-Yang and Five Elements Theory. They can all use their hands."

Onmyoji, the most mysterious and proud art involving the island nation, was belittled, and Juli Hualing immediately showed a displeased expression.

Yu Xiaojie turned his head and asked Gao Yan: "Brother Yan, you are very knowledgeable, please tell me the difference between China's Yin-Yang Dao and Island Country's Yin-Yang Art."

Gao Yan raised his eyes, glanced at Juli Hualing who was a bit unconvinced and wanted to know, thought for a while and said: "The so-called Yin Yang Art is based on the Chinese theory of Yin Yang and Five Elements, and was later introduced to the island country. Possess spells for divination, blessing, and exorcism."

Juli Hualing raised her chin: "You are quite right."

"As for Huaxia's Yin and Yang Dao, its main job is not divination and exorcism, and magic is not something that must be studied." Juli Hualing pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and Yu Xiaojie shrugged.

Gao Yan continued in a low voice: "Huaxia's Yin-Yang Dao is complicated, and you need to be proficient in everything. 'Astronomy', 'Calendar', 'Leaking' are the main jobs. You need to memorize huge data and be good at arithmetic, followed by praying , divination, and exorcism. Zhouyi, Bagua, Liuren, Jiugong, etc. are must-learned but not very important spells. Similarly, Qimen Dunjia also needs to be understood, and the last thing is to understand military affairs. Those who are not knowledgeable enough, what they learn is not complicated enough to be proficient Those who cannot be called qualified onmyojis."

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