"On the eighteenth auspicious day of the first lunar month, the red sedan chair was lifted.

One foot and one hate are cut in a hurry, beloved, the bride is waiting for you to return every day.

In the spring and autumn evenings, the flowers are thankful and blooming, and the lonely woman wanders alone in the corner.

Oops, oops, the official has been away from home for three years.

I didn't think about it, but I looked forward to the end, but a knife fell, and my neck was broken and bleeding so far.

Mourning, sighing, sighing, pity the red clothes are soaked, the sun does not stay, and the underworld does not receive.

Alone in that deep house, the soul comes to complain about the seclusion. ”

In the intermittent and weeping soundtrack of the erhu, the poignant female voice with a sharp but not harsh tone is babbling and singing this ghostly tune repeatedly.

Yeming's musical literacy is really limited, and he can't understand what kind of drama singing this is, so he can barely understand the words.

Obviously, this is a story that has cut out the middle process and only has the beginning and the end.

It is about a woman who married into a large family, and her husband was not at home for three years. What happened during this period is unknown, and the ending is that the woman was killed.

The red dress is soaked, which means that although she has been married to her husband's family for three years, because her husband is not at home, according to the ancient etiquette, the woman is still a bride.

According to folk word of mouth, the female ghost in red belongs to a very high-level ghost.

[Open the main story mission: The Murder of the House]

[Promotion content: Find out the cause of the murderous house and ghosts]

[Time limit: 12 hours]

【Reward 1: 300 XP Points】

【Reward 2: 600 Coins】

[Failure Penalty: None]

[Tip 1: All rewards will be distributed according to the contribution of the three players to the story promotion; 】

[Hint 2: If the story promotion fails, it will be regarded as a mission failure, and the player will be teleported back to the original world; 】

[Note: It's not that the rivalry doesn't get together, it's just for the adulterous woman, and it's difficult to protect the wife and children; Frolicking in front of the eyes, after the sin is full, retribution starts from the beginning, and all evil and prostitution are the head, so the media is full of evil and prostitution. 】

"The beginning of the main plot is of this difficulty, what kind of painting style will this task follow-up be?"

Ye Ming said secretly in his heart, and there was a rare expression of excitement on his face.

Unlike the previous two two-player, team-based missions, this time the three players appear to be teleported to different mission starting points.

Regarding this possibility, Ye Ming brought it up when he was on the phone with Shen Shenying. At this moment, Ye Ming was not surprised at all by the fact that the two teammates were not around.

Exhaustively envisioning all possibilities; For each possibility, we devise a response.

In this way, there will definitely be no situation of being caught off guard and confused.

Yeming gently lifted the black curtain in front of him that hung to the ground, and observed the situation outside.

The night breeze blew just now, and I didn't have time to take a closer look, but I only vaguely saw some white supplies, and I thought it was a mourning hall set up by a family.

After a closer look, Yeming quickly judged that this was a coffin shop.

The lights are unknown, and I can't see how big it is, but the wreath of white flowers is very eye-catching. Plus a few black coffins, vaguely shaped paper figures, paper money, paper sedan chairs, etc., there are a lot of them.

And the location where he is this shop dedicated to stacking paste, paper and other materials.

Taking advantage of a little light, Yeming touched a strip of cloth by the curtain. The hand quickly braided the long hair that was scattered and braided, and pulled a strip of cloth to tie it up.

The reason why he is so proficient is not that Yeming has any special habits for women's clothing, but that he often practices Teng Xiaotao's hair.

Touching the slick, cold, and hair-thin brain, Ye Ming couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Semi-automatic player image adaptive mode, you have to DIY your own braids, it's not smart at all." ”

As he predicted before, this script space is either a certain dynasty in the history of China, or an alternate world with a certain dynasty as a sample background.

The reason for this speculation is that few people in modern times call Nanjing Jinling City.

In addition, going south to Jinling means that the starting point of the mission is located in the north, and there is a high probability that it will be Kyoto.

This judgement is also supported by the time limit of the mandate.

If it is modern, even if you go back 20 years, it will not take you 21 days to drive a tractor from any city in the north to Nanjing.

Of course, Yeming hadn't driven a tractor before, so I didn't know how fast that thing could go.

Just as he was about to lift the curtain, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside.

One in front of two behind, a total of three people entered the shop.

I only heard an old man say: "Go to the backyard to carry that thin skin, and use this good." The old man of the family is not here, and the old man in charge of the matter can't afford to compare this half or two pieces of silver with us. ”

Two other younger men replied, "Hey, got it." ”

The old man said again: "That old man doesn't know what evil things he has committed, and he has died nine times in the past six months." ”

A very immature-sounding male voice asked, "Boss, do you say, will the old housekeeper raise ghosts in the inner mansion..."

"Go!" The old man scolded: "Don't mention red things, don't talk about white things (ghosts), don't throw away the old rules." What we do, how can I figure it out in my heart, I have to be tight. ”

"Uh-oh."

After a while, I heard two footsteps and hurried to the backyard, and hurried back to the front of the bunk.

"Come on, that's it." The old man instructed: "Remember, after cleaning up, send it to the western suburbs to find a place to dig a pit and bury it, and you are lazy and throw it outside." If you give it to the wild hoof, who is it? The destruction of people's bodies is a big mistake, and you two can't afford it. Hurry up, let's go. ”

Two footsteps quickly left the shop.

Ye Ming waited quietly for three seconds, and made sure that the old man's rather heavy footsteps had gone to the backyard, and then the curtain burst out.

After leaving the coffin shop, Yeming looked left and right and immediately came to two conclusions.

First of all, it's a very remote place. It's normal, but any business that has anything to do with white things can't be opened in the bustling area of the bazaar.

Then, it's not midnight but early in the morning.

The distant sky was already a pale of blue, as if a glimmer of light was about to bloom.

He soon found two men carrying thin-skinned coffins and hurrying out dozens of meters.

The system used this coffin as the starting point of the mission, not for nothing.

Coupled with the dialogue between the boss and the three of them, the key words were extracted: evil old man, nine people died in a month, and ghosts in the mansion.

Obviously, it is directed at the [Murderous House].

Keeping a distance not far away, following the coffin-carrying duo, walking for nearly half an hour, Yeming couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart.

The remoteness of ancient times is not called remoteness, but desolation.

Along the way, I saw a few houses with black lights and blind fires, and the sound of dogs barking sounded in the distance. Creatures resembling owls, occasionally cooing and fluttering their wings as they fly low.

The only light was the lantern in the hand of the coffin-carrying duo in front of them.

Ye Ming took out the walkie-talkie and held it in his hand, however, he did not receive a call from Huang Yifeng.

It stands to reason that the ancients have already slept at this hour, and Huang Yifeng cannot be in a place where it is inconvenient to use the walkie-talkie.

Removing a wrong choice, the correct answer is that the distance between the two is not within the power range of the walkie-talkie.

Of course, the possibility that the walkie-talkie will not work is not ruled out.

However, Yeming is not worried.

The hints are clearly given, and the rewards for the main story quests are distributed according to the contribution points of the team members.

Therefore, Huang Yifeng and Shen Shenying must have also received a prompt from the system.

Shen Shenying didn't know, anyway, he understood the fat man. No, the system directly teleported the fat man to the 'destination'.

After all, Huang Lucky Boy Yifeng is not in vain.

………

Ten miles away, the capital Xuanwu Gate, Songyin Xuan Teahouse.

Huang Yifeng, who had done a very good job in psychological construction, was slightly relieved when he opened his eyes and found that he had not been killed by his face or anything.

My head was chilling, and I reached out and touched it.

Photic?!

As soon as Huang Yifeng thought that he had been shaved bald by the system, he found that he was actually wearing long hair. When I looked down, I was wearing a coarse linen shirt and slings, and I still had leggings around my neck.

The style is more Lin San than Bai Zhantang, and the whole costume drama is dressed up as a guy or an inferior family.

The system prompted to turn on the player's adaptive mode, and Huang Yifeng reacted and understood what it meant.

This is to prevent players from appearing in the script space of the ancient background in 'fancy costumes' and being treated as monsters.

Looking around, Huang Yifeng quickly saw that he was in a big teahouse.

The interior decoration is okay, more than 20 square tables, sitting by the wall, a place in front of the room, and a long case on the table.

On the ground and on the table, there are melon peel husks, tea residue cake crumbs, and a few teapots with extra-long mouths.

Obviously, this big teahouse was still open the night before, and it couldn't be some kind of goblin nest ghost nest.

With a heart settled, Huang Yifeng took out the walkie-talkie from the inventory. Tried to call Luminous, but no response. After thinking about it, he decided to wait here first.

I don't know how long it took, hearing the sound of someone getting up early, Huang Yifeng immediately found a corner to hide.

The three young men, without even opening their eyes, yawned and went to the front hall to clean up.

In this era, there was no curfew, and most of the buyers and sellers closed late.

In addition, the guests who came to the teahouse were all idle children of Eight Banners who did not do anything for nothing. Listening to books, chatting about idle days, and playing with insects and birds, the scene is generally messy.

Therefore, after closing, the guys only do a simple clean-up, and the detailed work is left for the next morning.

While cleaning up, the young man chatted about his idle days.

"Hey, do you think the old butler can still come today?"

The youngest of the three asked, and another thin guy who was pounding the table said, "I'm looking at the hanging." ”

"I can't." The eldest of the three, while flipping over his chair, said, "How strong the one who drove the carriage yesterday was." ”

"It's useless." The thin guy said: "The strong and the strong are not next to each other." Don't talk about the old housekeeper, be bold, careful, and don't lose heart. Even I can see that the first few are not good things, how can I not be sorry. ”

"Alas, if this one is also dead, it will make up nine numbers if you put one piece on it. How can this leather pants alley still live in the future? ”

As soon as the elder finished speaking, the youngest guy answered: "Fourth brother, I have heard about seducing people and raising ghosts in the countryside before. You said the old butler..."

"Go, don't talk nonsense!"

The older guy hurriedly looked left and right, and scolded in a low voice: "You kid dare to chew the root of the nobleman's tongue, carefully pull the board in the yamen for you, and beat you with white ass and eggs..."