Thriller: I created an alien asylum

The second daughter-in-law looked crazy.

She cried and laughed crazily, but when she looked at the two people lying on the ground, her expression suddenly became very scary.

Her eyes were full of hatred and malice, as if she wanted to eat them all.

This expression only lasted for a second, and soon, she became stupid again.

She looked down at the knife in her hand, suddenly let go of her hand, threw the knife on the ground, and ran out crazily with a crying and laughing expression.

The three newlyweds were trembling with fear at this farce.

They didn't even know when the incense burned out.

Once the incense went out.

No new incense was added.

The smell of incense that had been lingering in the mourning hall gradually faded a lot.

The newlyweds only felt that their brains were clear, and the feeling of sleepiness that was always entangled in their brains disappeared a lot.

But the temperature around them was getting lower and lower.

At the same time.

The terrifying sound of nails scratching came from the coffin again.

"Damn! The incense is gone!"

A newcomer jumped up, and he hurriedly took a big step to the sacrificial basin and re-lit new incense.

However, as soon as he walked to the side of the coffin, the coffin lid was suddenly pushed open.

An old pale hand stretched out and grabbed him.

Then a huge force came, and he was pulled into the coffin in an instant.

"Ah!" He screamed, "Save me, save me!"

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the hand.

The two newcomers reacted, and they stepped forward to grab the two legs of the man that were still exposed, each holding one, and pulled up hard.

It was like a tug-of-war.

Tang Ping soon heard the sound inside.

He didn't move when the NPC got into trouble before.

But when the player got into trouble, he immediately approached the mourning hall.

The setting in the dungeon is basically like this.

The death of the NPC is more like a plot kill, or a tool to promote the plot.

Whether they die or not has nothing to do with the players.

But the death of the player is like turning on the switch of the monster. Every time a player dies, the monster's ability will be greatly improved.

Tang Ping rushed into the mourning hall.

He saw the two newcomers still pulling their legs.

Tang Ping walked to the coffin and took a closer look, then said, "Let go."

The two newcomers looked confused.

They let go obediently.

Without the external force pulling, the two legs were also pulled into the coffin with the pulling force inside.

Click, click sound came from the coffin.

"... Why?" The two newcomers were pale, not understanding why the senior wanted them to let go.

Tang Ping looked at them strangely, "Didn't you notice? He's dead."

The two newcomers' legs softened.

Tang Ping looked around and found the incense that had been burned out.

He walked up and re-lit the incense.

After the smell of the incense rushed into his nose, the sleepiness began to surge into his brain. Tang Ping thought about it and understood something.

The level of keeping vigil is all about willpower.

If you can withstand the drowsy smell of the incense, or not be disturbed by other things and keep the incense from going out.

Then, only the NPCs in the town will die.

The players will be safe.

But once the incense goes out, the ghosts will be free of restrictions and will attack the players.

After figuring out the rules of keeping vigil, Tang Ping felt much more relaxed.

Perhaps for newcomers, the illusion of keeping vigil is full of dangers, but for veterans who have strengthened their physique and have special skills and props, it is very safe.

So, Tang Ping asked the two frightened newcomers to rest, and he would keep vigil next.

The two newcomers wished someone would keep vigil for them. After hearing this, they hurriedly thanked him and then rolled and crawled out of the mourning hall.

Xiao Lai was still exploring the plot.

He came to Old Man Li's room.

There were also photos of him in the room, but compared with the black and white photo on the mourning hall, the photo of Old Man Li in this room was much younger.

Probably in her 40s or 50s.

He found a small box in the bedside table.

There were a few old photos and a few pieces of paper in it.

Some past events were written in very ugly handwriting on it.

It turned out that this town was very patriarchal, and baby girls were basically either sent away or thrown away.

Only one in ten women survived.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer women in the town, and when the men in the town grew up, they faced a problem: they couldn't get married.

There were too few women of marriageable age in the town, and even if there were some who survived, they got married early.

Most young people couldn't get a wife.

If someone had the ability, like Li Laoer, he would go out to start a business and find a wife outside.

But people with such ability were still a minority.

The generation of Li Laotou thought of a way, and after getting to know some vendors, they started buying some wives.

Some people had a conscience and treated the wives they bought very well.

Some people beat or scolded the wives they bought.

Old man Li is also such a person.

He bought three wives.

These three wives gave birth to seven children for him.

Among them, there are three sons and four daughters.

Only two of them gave birth to sons, and the last one was the youngest, and all of them gave birth to daughters.

Old man Li was a very traditional person, and he looked down on those who could not give birth to sons. Once, he accidentally beat someone to death after drinking.

Xiao Lai saw this and raised his eyebrows.

Basically, he had understood what the plot of this copy was.

If he guessed correctly, it was that the woman who was abducted and died miserably became a ghost after death and avenged this family.

If he was not a player, the female ghost would also attack them, and Xiao Lai would applaud.

Good killing, but it was just a little bit of eating.

The person died of old age, and it was a happy funeral. He died after enjoying his whole life. Even if his descendants were killed, what would it matter?

However, think about it, Old man Li is a person who attaches great importance to passing on the family line. It is estimated that not having a son is more miserable than losing his life. Then killing all his sons in his mourning hall is indeed a punishment for Old Man Li.

"It's so miserable."

Xiao Lai closed the box.

Then he received a prompt from the system. He found a key clue and got an additional score of 500.

Xiao Lai put the box away with satisfaction.

The other two seniors also gained something.

The newcomers who successfully kept vigil until dawn also received a reminder from the system.

According to their participation time and the degree of danger of the plot they participated in, they received different participation points.

The later they kept vigil, the more points they got.

On the contrary, the two newcomers who gave up the vigil got the least points, only a few points.

The first night of vigil passed.

The day dawned.