There were many old people sitting in the corner of the village basking in the sun, and Song Qi saw them at a glance, and then walked over.

"Uncle, what is the name of this village?" Song Qi went over to talk to him.

The old man glanced at Song Qi and Lin Jiahui, and knocked on the cigarette stick, "Are you foreigners who are here to travel?" ”

"yes."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Then it's unfortunate that you guys are here, the village has been doing white things these days, and a centenarian in the east of the village has passed away, and his family has done a lot of work for him." ”

Song Qi blinked and continued to ask, "That's really a coincidence, how many days will this white thing be done?" ”

"It's going to be seven days, I just died yesterday, and I didn't wake up when I fell asleep."

This is a piece of information, and Song Qi silently wrote it down.

"Thank you, uncle."

Song Qi and Lin Jiahui left.

"Is there something wrong with that white thing? Otherwise, why would the game be specially pointed? Lin Jiahui was keenly aware of the strangeness of the game's mission.

They were given the emphasis on fleeing the village after the white affair was over.

"There must be a problem, the word escape is used very cleverly."

They walked around the village and asked if they had any ink fountains for sale.

It really allowed them to find a place to sell ink fountains, but they are now penniless.

The boss who sold ink fountains was enthusiastic and gave them two.

"You can help our village to publicize it." The eldest brother had a rustic smile on his face.

Song Qi accepted it guiltily, but he still agreed to it on his face.

After getting the ink fountain, they put it directly into their backpacks.

Back in the yard, someone had already started to light a fire and cook.

When all the players returned, the person who had assigned the glutinous rice earlier said, "Let's take turns for the task of cooking." ”

No one dares to say no, and if they do, they will have nothing to eat.

The pot here is a large cauldron of the country type, which requires firewood, and most of the players live in the city, so they are unfamiliar with this usage, and choke on a large puff of soot.

The player who had just spoken took the initiative to teach them, and for a while, that person became the leader among the players.

Song Qi raised his eyebrows, and after he finished speaking, he assigned the personnel by himself, and it was not her today.

Tossed in the afternoon, the meal was ready, and the appearance was okay.

The player squeezes into a table to eat, and the food sent by the village chief is obviously not enough, and they will have to ask the village chief for help tomorrow, otherwise it will be a problem to eat.

Big pot rice, Song Qi is not polite, eat first and then talk about it, although in the last game, there are still a lot of things in the backpack.

After eating, it didn't take long for it to get dark.

The man summoned the player into the courtyard and said, "My ID is Wu Dong Fengyun, did you hear any news from those people you just went out?" ”

However, some players said it without defense, and Wu Dongfeng smiled.

Song Qi thought about it, and still talked about what he heard from the old man and the place where he sold ink fountains.

"It turns out that the white thing is the one in the east of the village." Wu Dong lowered his eyes, "It's a pity, I need to buy the ink bucket, but we don't have the money now." ”

It's impossible to make money in a short period of time, so you can only focus on other things.

With the information provided by Song Qi, they will save a lot of time in their next investigation.

But night is coming, and the first night, players know it may not be peaceful.

No matter how worried I was, it was still dark.

They each went back to the Chase Shop, locked the door and closed the window, and pressed the table against the door.

Before the female player went to bed, someone said, "Hold on tight to the toilet, and don't go at night." ”

After it was completely dark, the lights in both rooms dimmed.

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