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Although the system announcement said that the aunt had been sent back to the residence by the housekeeper, Chi Yiyin knew very well that the housekeeper should be dead.

In order to block the crazy female ghost, he used the butler as a shield and squeezed out all the use value of the butler.

But even so, the system still mentioned the butler...

Chi Yiyin recalled that in the banquet hall, the boy disappeared out of thin air after his throat was pierced and he was about to die in front of him.

He couldn't help but start to wonder if the NPC in the dungeon had a constant regeneration mechanism? Kill it once, and it will come back to life again. Perhaps, the housekeeper is also like this?

In order to verify his guess, he kept an eye out for the housekeeper and aunt on the way back to the boudoir.

But along the way, even the faceless servant never appeared.

"What's wrong?"

Tong Yao curiously followed Chi Yiyin's gaze and looked to the side, but there was nothing there.

Chi Yiyin shook her head, did not mention her doubts, but told Tong Yao about her aunt on the way back to the boudoir.

He suddenly felt that it would be nice if these NPCs really had an infinite regeneration mechanism. In this way, the housekeeper and other people whom he wrote in his notes would be able to change from disposable consumables to reusable garbage.

Chi Yiyin rubbed her fingertips, thinking deeply.

The audience before the live broadcast: [Grass, the anchor’s expression is so scary, what is he thinking? ]

[Yes, there is a feeling of squeezing the unlucky one? ]

[I really admire the anchor, I thought that when he was going to be unlucky, he could always use practical actions to slap his face back, **** it, his face was swollen. ]

[He is definitely the Pope! Don't use our thinking to challenge the vision of the boss! ]

Chi · Squeeze · Yiyin: How can I make these instance NPCs my tools? meditation…

After hearing what happened to Ma Yuze from Chi Yiyin, Tong Yao was shocked at first, and then furious: "How could they do this! Don't they know that Ma Yuze doesn't want to marry?"

"When it comes to interests, for these people, even human life is insignificant, let alone marriage."

Chi Yiyin's expression was extremely sincere and moving: "I want to do something for Ma Yuze, but I don't know what to do. Tong Yao, can you help me?"

Tong Yao was insanely instigated by Chi Yiyin, and immediately agreed.

But just as she agreed, she hesitated again.

Tong Yao has always been clear about her position. She is just an ordinary player trying to survive. Although this random access to the dungeon disrupted her plan, she still wants to leave alive.

And if you help Ma Yuze get revenge, maybe this family will not be able to reunite again, Master Ma's wish will come to nothing, and the dungeon will not pass the level, and he will surely die.

One side is her own life, and the other side is someone else's story. Although Tong Yao can't bear it, she also knows how to choose.

Seeing Tong Yao's hesitation, Chi Yiyin smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will do everything. If I can't pass the level, it will be my death. Tong Yao, you just need to tell me as much as you can. intelligence so I can determine my plan."

If you ask someone else to do you a big favor, the other party will definitely hesitate. But if it's just a little effort and doesn't threaten the other party's interests and life, then the other party will most likely readily agree.

Especially Tong Yao owed him his life.

Sure enough, after hearing what Chi Yiyin said, Tong Yao nodded immediately.

She didn't know what information Chi Yiyin wanted, and while she was relieved by Chi Yiyin's understanding and generosity, she felt even more ashamed. So, she told all the things she knew in one go, as if this could make up for her guilt towards Ma Yuze.

"To be honest, I don't know how this dungeon will develop. The random probability of the game field is not low, and different side plots will be triggered every time."

Tong Yao said worriedly: "In the past [Dear Home], the first day was actually relatively safe. My sister just came home, and she hadn't had time to have friction with her family. The important change came from the second day when Master Ma came home. started."

On the second day of the dungeon, Mr. Ma, who knew that Ma Yuze had arrived, would be taken home by the housekeeper. He had a long talk with Ma Yuze but broke up. He smashed the furniture in the study in a rage. Follow the example of adults and look down on my own sister.

The only person who can comfort Ma Yuze is her aunt.

But when Ma's wife saw Ma Yuze with her aunt, she yelled at Ma Yuze like crazy, telling her to go back to her boudoir and not allowing her to come out, and then tore and beat her aunt. Mrs. Jia was locked back in the room.

Until about four o'clock in the afternoon the next day, players will start to be killed.

As long as the copy lasts, one will die on time every day.

"In the past recordings and broadcasts, the seven days of the dungeon will decrease with the number of players who die every evening. This is a fixed time of death. Many people are desperate and crazy because of the fear of being approached by death."

Tong Yao said: "But in this dungeon, there are too many plots that have never appeared before, and I don't know how it will develop next."

Chi Yiyin knew that it was because he triggered several sub-plots that deviated from the original main line, which made the current dungeon completely unrecognizable.

But he still captured the fixed time of death that Tong Yao said.

"Is there anything unique about this point in time?"

Tong Yao thought for a while, and said, "This time is exactly the time when my younger brother who goes out to school comes home."

Chi Yiyin pondered.

In other words, the young Ma Qing, who has a bad relationship with Ma Yuze, will return home through the thick fog in Gushu Town at this time, and the door of the mansion will be opened once.

He suddenly remembered the figure he saw before entering the house, and the female ghost of Gushu Town mentioned in the newspaper.

If the female ghost of Gushu Town is Ma Yuze, it means that she will watch Ma Qing walk through the thick fog with her own eyes, and maybe, she will follow Ma Qing into the door of Ma's house...

What Ma Qing said to Tong Yao in the banquet hall was enough to prove that this younger brother not only disrespected his sister, but also wanted to use his sister's death in exchange for his own interests.

Even if Ma Yuze wanted to take revenge back, Chi Yiyin didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But, why was it not Ma Qing who died in the past, but a player who was also "Ma Yuze"? This is equivalent to the female ghost committing suicide.

Chi Yiyin frowned, a little puzzled.

"Mr. Chi..."

The two had already walked back to the courtyard where the boudoir was located. Tong Yao watched the countdown of only three minutes, and tentatively called Chi Yiyin who was in deep thought.

Chi Yiyin suddenly came back to his senses, he nodded to Tong Yao, and told her not to go out no matter what sounds she heard after nightfall.

Since her goal is to protect herself, Chi Yiyin doesn't make things difficult for her.

Tong Yao was aware of Chi Yiyin's thoughts, and felt even more guilty when he was grateful: "Mr. Chi, you should be more careful. If you have any information you want to know, please contact me at any time."

After Tong Yao returned to the boudoir, the yard became quiet again.

Compared with when Chi Yiyin left the boudoir, the courtyard has changed a lot. The number of boudoirs changes in real time with the number of surviving players, and the parts of the yard that were destroyed by skeletons and snakes have also been restored to their original state, and nothing can be seen that happened during the day.

Only the swing in the garden was still moving without wind, making the sound of "creak, creak...".

"Good night, Miss Ma."

Chi Yiyin lowered her eyes, nodded in the direction of the swing, then returned to her room with a smile, and locked the door.

The candlesticks were lit, and the light was projected on the ground of the yard through the window paper of the boudoir building.

On the swing, a figure in red slowly appeared.

The woman wore a grand and complicated dowry, her hair was braided to look like a woman, and her face could not be seen clearly under the red hijab.

She folded her hands in front of her stomach and swayed gently on a swing. It's just that under the lifted skirt, there are no feet, and the red embroidered shoes are nowhere to be seen.

"Crack, creak..."

After Chi Yiyin and the two returned to the room, the rest of the players rushed back one after another before the countdown ended.

Jingcha looked at the figure reflected on the window paper of one of the boudoirs, the black rabbit ears waggled and smiled.

"Then I'll live across from you."

Chi Yiyin in the boudoir relied on her good hearing to hear all the sounds outside the house. He didn't turn off the lights until it was completely quiet, got up from the window, and walked towards the several large wooden boxes placed in the room.

He deliberately let others see his shadow cast by the window, so that everyone who came back from behind could see him in the room.

When the system announced, Chi Yiyin keenly discovered that the other party played a word game.

It didn't say "do not leave the room", but "do not leave the room at will", with an extra qualifier, the meaning is quite different.

As long as the player has a clear purpose, leaving the room is not a violation of the rules.

— Chi Yiyin understood it this way, and was going to do the same.

After nightfall, he was going to investigate the Ma family mansion again, especially the mummy in Mrs. Ma's room.

In the eyes of her younger sister, Mrs. Ma, who is particularly partial to her elder sister, will be furious when she sees her aunt comforting her heartbroken sister. Perhaps, Mrs. Ma knows something inside.

Chi Yiyin stood still in front of the wooden boxes with the word "囍" and red silk hanging on them. When he opened the boxes, the first thing he saw was a piece of golden light.

Even in the weak light, the gold ingots neatly stacked up in rows still glisten, making it hard to keep one's eyes open.

He opened all the boxes one after another, and found that every box was the same. The sums added up are staggering enough even now, enough to make anyone tempted to do anything.

Even murder and arson.

Chi Yiyin couldn't help but be astonished.

This should be Ma Yuze's betrothal gift, but the other party would give out such a generous amount of gold, and the Ma family, which pays attention to profits, would give this gold to Ma Yuze?

According to his current understanding of Master Ma, the other party should attribute all his property to him.

But before Chi Yiyin could figure out what was going on, an irresistible drowsiness quickly struck him, dragging his soul into a dark and sweet dreamland.

He was sitting on the chair next to the wooden box, and before he even had time to put the gold ingot in his hand, he was already sleeping soundly with steady breathing.

The other rooms also fell silent for an instant.

Only the sound of the swing is left, shaking unhurriedly in the courtyard...

At night, Gushu Town sank into darkness, as silent as death.

Only the sound of leather boots landing came from far and near.

In the white fog, a tall man wearing a long black windbreaker, with the scarf on his shoulders being rolled up by the wind, walked slowly.