This guess is very likely.

Even if he had been prepared for a decisive battle in Silver Village, breaking into Silver Village in the middle of the night, the two dangerous states combined were still anxiety-making.

The suit raised his head slightly, and saw Yuan Yuxue, who also looked calm under the moonlight, and suddenly calmed down in his extremely calm expression.

It's just that he was so distracted for a while, and Yuan Yuxue walked in front of them at once, and he could only see the other party's clear back and beautiful curved butterfly bones.

Really determined.

The suit "tsk" in the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't help but sigh.

I never thought about what kind of hell lay ahead...... Or even hell wouldn't make him hesitate.

The speculation that they would go to Silver Village didn't last long, as Yuan Yuxue led their footsteps and suddenly stopped.

They were in the middle of the weeds almost a man tall, and not far away, the villagers in mourning clothes carried their coffins, and suddenly came to the edge of a river.

In fact, it is a river, but it is still a little reluctant, it is so wide that it is more like a lake, but you can see the edge.

Xiao Gao asked them with his mouth, "Is there such a river in Jinyin Village?" ”

"Yes."

Yuan Yuxue saw it, and quietly replied to her with her mouth, "It's the ...... that leads to Yincun That river. ”

The gold and silver village has always been so dark that it is impossible to see anything at night.

But today it was like an accident, maybe they got out of the stage of being shrouded by the buildings in the village, in short, the moon was exceptionally bright tonight.

At this time, the moon hung high, and the silver moonlight swayed down like silk, reflecting everything in front of the eyes clearly.

Even if you don't use night vision items, you'll be able to see the scenery clearly with the naked eye.

The river, which seemed to be very turbulent in the daytime, was inexplicably silent and soft under the shroud of the moonlight.

The crystal clear water slowly pounded against the stones, and when it flowed away in front of you, it was like a pair of gentle touches.

If you don't take into account the fact that this is the scene that appears in the weird copy, and you don't consider that in front of the river at this time, there is a group of villagers in mourning clothes carrying coffins, and the current scene is actually very beautiful.

The moonlight is bright, and the water flows like pearls and jade, such a quiet scene can almost make even the most violent human beings can't help but give birth to some yearning for beauty.

It can be combined with the nearby scenery, and it only makes people feel weird.

Those villagers who only care about firewood, rice, oil and salt seem to have suddenly developed an informative taste, and they are confused by the beautiful scenery in front of them.

The sturdy villagers carrying the coffin lowered the square wood supporting the coffin and stared directly at the river in front of them.

And Lao Li had already stepped forward, and suddenly, he knelt down very reverently.

He propped his hand on the wet earth, knocked twice, and then prostrate himself forward, put his hand into the cold water, and picked up a handful of incomparably clear water.

The water accumulated between his old, wrinkled fingers, and seeped through the cracks of his fingers.

He suddenly made a noise, breaking the strange looking scene, so that the players also came back to their senses slightly, and couldn't help but take their eyes off the river and put their eyes on him.

Lao Li opened his mouth, which is a good thing, at least it can provide them with more information.

- But they don't understand what Lao Li is saying now.

It was a dialect with a strong vernacular accent, much like the communicative language spoken in some southern countryside, and had little in common with the lingua franca.

So much so that at this time, although the players listened to Lao Li speak, he looked at the river feverishly as if praying, and vaguely realized that the information in his mouth might be some very important clue, but they had no clue, and they couldn't decipher the correct meaning from the tone that was so remote that it seemed to be a small national language.

…… Who would have thought that there would be such a language barrier in the dungeon. Usually in the copy, they will bring their own translation, and this kind of problem can only be said to be a deliberate arrangement of the copy.

Yuan Yuxue also couldn't understand it.

It's just that he can combine the records of some niche dialects in the database, find some subtle commonalities from those tones, and combine it with a little "tone" tendency that the villagers usually show when speaking, and start to "decipher".

Compared with others, Yuan Yuxue can understand some content, but it is not accurate.

And from Lao Li's "prayer" at this time, he can indeed interpret some special words.

“…… Will...... To...... God...... Life...... God ......"

This kind of "decipherment" is too reluctant to say that they directly understand the language of these villagers.

But at least it's not confusing.

Yuan Yuxue noticed again that the word "god" appeared many times in Lao Li's mouth.

The villagers behind him also knelt down one after another when Lao Li opened his mouth to pray, and it was a very standard five-body throw, and his forehead was knocked on the soft soil, but because of the great force, people felt sore when they heard it for a moment,

The sticky dirt from the ground stained even their white mourning clothes.

Suddenly, the coffin shook—no, it shook.

It was as if something was locked inside, constantly banging on the coffin board.

After that deafening bang, players heard what seemed to be a sharp hissing sound of their nails scratching at the paint applied to the planks.

The movement began to grow louder and louder, so that the coffin board, which had been nailed to death, began to vibrate violently and continuously.

If it weren't for the fact that the players were all sure that Lao Li's daughter was dead, they would almost have thought that the coffin was filled with a living person who was desperately struggling to live.

But that can't be a living person at all.

It's better to say ...... Deceived corpses.

Compared to fear, they glanced at Yuan Yuxue with a little uneasiness.

They still remember that Yuan Yuxue was locked by Lao Li's daughter, and such a movement was by no means good news for him.

The sound of the coffin board slapping began to get louder and louder.

Since the players who were a few meters away had already heard it, the villagers who were kneeling next to the coffin, less than a meter away, had certainly heard such a movement.

But as if they had not noticed this very strange sight, they still prayed very reverently, and did not even take a trace of their gaze away from the coffin next to them.

They are not afraid.

The players suddenly felt a terrible malice, as if the attack from the spirit made their bodies tense up like beasts, and they were irrepressibly caught in a state of battle.

Xiao Gao's fingers were tightly clasped around his wrist, and the unintentional force almost forced off a hand - the red pinch marks left at this time were even more visible.

Ah Window also seemed to feel a very distinct sense of crisis, he subconsciously blocked in front of Yuan Xuxue, and the suit that had always been silent suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something-

However, at this time, Yuan Yuxue is still in the same state as before.

If it is to prepare for war, the habits of combat robots keep him on strong alert almost all the time.

So when he was touched by the suit, he paused slightly, but looked over a little strangely, as if asking something.

At this moment, compared to the sound of the coffin being slammed, a louder sound sounded.

It's the sound of dripping water.

- The sound of water from the river.

It seemed that something lurked under the wide river, and under the constant prayers of the villagers, under the strange and reverent gaze of Lao Li, the river began to surge, and the objects hidden under the river began to reveal a little shadow from the river.

The sound of the water drowning out the strange sound of the coffin's constant vibration.

Or maybe these two sounds are mixed together to form a wonderful rhythm.

The player's eyes were drawn to the middle of the river, until that moment, the river was lifted, and what they saw was not some extremely strange scene, but ...... Fish.

Large, large swaths of fish that make up a raging wave.

They keep flapping their tails and jumping out of the river. And through the bright moonlight, players can also see the shapes of the fish that leap out.

The body is so transparent that you can even see their internal organs, and a white fish bone running through the middle.

It's the fish they once saw in the bucket that their aunt was carrying!

It's just that this fish is more white than what the players see in the hands of the villagers, and there are no pale pink offal and meat on their abdomen, so that their current shape is not only weird, but even has a strange ...... Pretty.

Yes, pretty.

The players seemed to be bewitched by the beautiful school of fish, and their bodies began to gradually relax, not as tense as they had been before, as if they were nervous, and their eyes were somewhat straight at the beautiful, leaping fish.

Lots of fish.

Their eyes moved as the fish jumped, and they couldn't help but applaud the beautiful tails as they fell into the water.

These fish are really, really, very beautiful, so much more demagogic than the legendary mermaids with beautiful heads and fish tails.

It was only the last reason that stopped them, and they did not rush out of the jungle to catch a fish that shook their hearts.

The coffin board was violently beaten, and a gap was removed.

The countless nails that were used to seal the coffin were slowly falling out of the lid of the coffin that had turned over on its side. The villagers who were responsible for carrying the coffin next to them were not much surprised when they saw this scene, and they did not step forward to stop them, still looking at the river feverishly.

The nails and the talismans that sealed the coffin were meant to prevent it from escaping.

And now, now that they have come to the presence of "God", they no longer need to prevent it from opening the coffin.

Hearing the sound of the coffin lid falling to the ground, it was clear to the players that the current coffin was the mission information they needed to pay attention to, but in fact, their eyes could not take their eyes off the flying and jumping fish.

Such a beautiful tailfish does not look like a creature that can survive in real life, but more like some kind of very dreamy creation.

And probably because they always can't help but compare sharks with these fish in their hearts, in the eyes of everyone, it seems that they are in a slight trance in front of them. Those beautiful fish began to grow bigger and bigger, and the splash they splashed seemed to become mist, extremely hazy, in this haze, a tail fish began to tie together tightly, and their bodies gradually transformed into more slender, and the original eyeless fish head was bulging and growing, turning into a very bright and beautiful face.

Under the human face, it is still a fishtail, but the fish is slowly elongated, and finally becomes a fishtail shape similar to a human leg together, so it looks more like a mythical mermaid or a spirit.

Those faces are very beautiful, and they can even be described as alluring the country and the city.

Even for players who are generally good looking because their bodies have been strengthened and perfected by the system, their faces have a very attractive and magical color. So much so that players can't even realize how weird and uncomfortable it is for fish to become human beings in front of their eyes, but they are even more fascinated by each other's faces.

It's beautiful.

Very nice fish.

The river was surging even harder, and they saw more fish emerging from the river, and their wet faces looked at the villagers on the shore softly and harmlessly. There were even a few faces, slightly sideways, looking into the distance.

…… The direction they look at is the players.

Immediately afterwards, players began to have a strong desire for these beautiful fish.

It's not normal, for the beauty of the color, there may be admiration, fantasies, and even sexual desire, but quite strong...... Appetite.

Extreme hunger and thirst suddenly churned violently from the stomach, even to the point of hesitating pain.

At that moment, their desire was extremely clear.

They want to eat the fish.