The door closed, cutting off Wang Xue's swearing.

I looked at the three women, spread my hands and said, "No way, he's the ugliest." ”

Zhao Qing said: "I understand, he intends to harm you, he is not a good person." ”

It doesn't matter if Zhao Qing said it against his heart because he was afraid, or if he really thought so.

I walked over to a few people, "Now wait for the next person to come in, and hopefully he'll get the right key." ”

No one thought that Wang Xue was still alive, and the truth was as I thought, only ten minutes later, the information of the mission restart sounded in my mind.

The huge courtyard once again appeared with a variety of delicacies, only this time no one moved.

And Zhao Qing and Xie Juan have been standing with the new girl, which makes me feel isolated.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is understandable that Brother Ming does not go out.

There's food here, just let the men who come in open the door and kill them, so that the food keeps coming, plus a few beauties.......

No, no, I'm a moral bone picker, I can't think about it.

After waiting for half an hour again, this time it was a middle-aged man who came in, and he was lucky enough to bring the right key.

It took a lot of time to reassure him and make him believe in what was in front of him, and by the time everything was ready, it was already three hours later.

I, Zhao Qing, Xie Juan, the girl named Ma Feifei who is suspected of being a person in the shadows, and Sun Mingyi, who has trembling legs and a big belly, formed a new strategy team.

Zhao Qing, Xie Juan, and Sun Mingyi obviously did not have the strength to choose the door, although Ma Feifei had already learned everything from Zhao Qing's mouth, he was not willing to make a choice.

I had no choice but to stand up and choose the door that Wang Xue wanted to escape into before.

This door should be the easiest, at least Wang Xue has the courage to enter alone.

With no objection from the others, I pushed open the ordinary-looking wooden door.

The scene outside the door was something none of us expected.

When we opened the door, we saw a street.

The bluestone-paved road is full of people, and on both sides are vendors with stalls, and the cries and voices of selling and talking one after another, combined with the retro clothes on people's bodies, seem to have traveled through time and space to the town a hundred years ago.

"This, these are living people?"

Zhao Qing followed behind me and couldn't help but ask.

No one answered him, everyone was still in shock, and I was no exception.

Everyone here, every one of them seems to be alive, at least I don't feel the slightest bit of yin.

But in such a game, will there be living people?

At this time, the last Sun Mingyi walked out, and the sound of the game sounded in my head as he stepped out of the room.

"Live for seven days."

The most dangerous survival mission?

I frowned, and just as I was about to speak, I heard the sound of festive music beating gongs and drums in the distance.

The flow of people began to spread out to both sides, and a procession wearing filial piety clothes and carrying a crying face but blowing the joy that only came when they got married came slowly.

In the procession, there is a white sedan chair tied with a certain amount of paper, and through the occasional blown open paper curtain, you can see the bride covered with a white handkerchief.

Uh, it's supposed to be the bride.

"Is this a funeral or a wedding?" Sun Mingyi trembled and held the door frame with one hand.

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't answer the question.

However, the passers-by who heard the music just now and retreated not far from us heard Sun Mingyi's words, glared at him dissatisfied, and said: "Fortunately, your words were not heard by others, otherwise you will be beaten to death, and on the day of people's great joy, what kind of funeral will you say." ”

Sun Mingyi was already timid, but when he heard this, he immediately shrank his neck, if the door hadn't been closed, he would have turned around and ran away.

Zhao Qing looked at me: "What should we do now?" ”

"Let's take a look, but in seven days, we'll probably need to find a place to live."

I pointed ahead, and there was an inn in the name of an inn, which was simple and straightforward, as if the game was worried that we wouldn't find a place to stay.

Zhao Qing said: "Where do we want to live?" ”

As soon as I wanted to nod, I saw the blowing and blowing team stop in front of the inn, and then a person who looked like a boss came out to negotiate and welcomed the group in, and even the sedan chair was directly carried in.

I swallowed, "Let's look for it again, there should be other inns." ”

Zhao Qing nodded, no one wanted to live with this weird team.

But when we finished this small street, we didn't find a second inn.

Obviously, the game is already arranged.

During this period, everyone did not think of other ways, such as staying at someone else's house.

The people here were very kind to tell us to get out.

With no choice, we had to go back to an inn again.

And this action is not without gains.

From the mouths of passers-by, we know the origin of this team.

It's a family send-off, yes, but it's not from the town, it's from somewhere else.

According to the custom of the town, the bride and the bride must stay in the inn until the auspicious time comes to take them back to the wedding.

As for why white was used instead of festive red, the townspeople said it was a local custom.

Red for the dead, white for the living.

This town, in many places, is completely contrary to the customs I know.

For safety, we only opened two rooms, one for Sun Mingyi and me, and one for the three girls, and they were all rooms away from the family sending procession.

Throughout the day, we all gathered together except for dinner and did not leave.

It wasn't until the evening that white lanterns were hung up in every house in the town, and the girls went back to their rooms to sleep.

Sun Mingyi lay on the bed early and covered his head with a quilt.

I didn't sleep, I sat by the window.

The window was facing the street, and it was already dark, and there was no one on the street.

The white lanterns hanging in front of the houses swayed in the wind, illuminating the streets very brightly.

It's just that under the swaying of the miserable white light, there is an indescribable weirdness.

Just as I was about to go to bed, festive music came from the far side of the street, and then I saw a procession of kisses, also decorated in white, approaching from a distance.

At the foreground is a groom on a horse dressed in filial piety.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, and Sun Mingyi, who was hiding in the futon, didn't pay attention to it at all.

I had to get up and open the door, and outside the door were Zhao Qing and others with a scared face.

"Let's squeeze in tonight." Looking at the way they looked, I knew it was not okay not to let them in.

Five people huddled into the room, and the atmosphere of fear subsided considerably.

Zhao Qing and Xie Juan also dared to sneak to the window and look at the team below.

However, Ma Feifei didn't come over, and sat at the table on one side, closed his eyes and recuperated, and his hand unconsciously patted the cloth bag.