In the dungeon game, I influence all monsters with my strength

Chapter 4 4. Corpse Resurrection
No moon tonight.

The sky is getting darker, and night is coming.

The operatic music in the courtyard became much louder. Dozens of people wearing white silk ribbons squatted in the open space outside the mourning hall. They held paper money and put it into the fire pit little by little.

Jiang Yingbai felt chills running down his spine.

It didn't take long for the paper money to be burned, and they stood in three rows one by one as if they had made an agreement, and they all knelt down with a slap.

The balcony was only 50 meters away from the yard, and Jiang Yingbai could clearly see their expressions, without exception, their sadness and pain.

The person kneeling at the front was Wei Qin, whom Jiang Yingbai had met in the afternoon. He covered his face with his hands, his thin back twitched violently, and his whimpering sounds instantly reached Jiang Yingbai's ears.

The others seemed to be affected by him and began to cry.

Crying, crying all over the yard.

Some people howled loudly, some sniffed and sobbed, and some people twitched all over and let out suppressed painful sighs.

Weird, Jiang Yingbai only felt weird.

why are they crying

Jiang Yingbai had only heard that music would be played at the burial, paper money would be burned, and banquets would be eaten, but she didn't know any other details. She has learned a lot today.

Wei Qin suddenly stood up and shouted loudly to the kneeling people.

"Not enough! Not enough! Cry more emotionally and say something to save father. Only then will father know how much we miss him!"

Jiang Yingbai suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's it, they are quite particular."

Now it seems that if this is a supernatural copy, the ghost must be the dead old man. There may be other hidden dangers in the old man's death, otherwise why would he attack his family.

Several people said in crying voices, how good the old man was to him before he was alive, and how much he couldn't bear it, the child kept shouting, "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa..."

Although it was very inappropriate, Jiang Yingbai's mind was filled with Calabash Baby.

In this way, they cried until three o'clock in the morning, one after another people stood up and planned to leave, Jiang Yingbai admired them from the bottom of his heart.

Before crossing over, Jiang Yingbai had not slept for more than 20 hours. She insisted on the attitude of life that she would die if she could not endure it.

After a game, I yawned and was about to sleep when I opened my eyes and found myself here.

Seeing that Jiang Yingbai was also sleepy now, yawning repeatedly due to sleepiness, she patted her frozen face, stood up and planned to go back to sleep.

"Meow~"

A faint meow sounded in his ears, and Jiang Yingbai subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

In the darkness, a black cat stood on the wall next to the mourning hall. The black cat's small eyes were golden, very dazzling golden, not very shiny.

Jiang Yingbai couldn't tell what it felt like, but the most impressive thing at a glance was its eyes.

Jiang Yingbai immediately regained her spirits. How could she dare to sleep under such circumstances, her eyes were fixed on the black cat, who jumped off the wall and hid in the darkness.

"What does it want, is it waiting for them to leave?"

Jiang Yingbai thought of Wei Ze's words and his nervous tone, and his heart suddenly lifted.

"It won't really be resurrected, right?"

Jiang Yingbai shook his head and denied this ridiculous idea, "How can a person be resurrected? Life and death are an insurmountable gap."

After waiting for a while, the people in the mourning hall had finished leaving, and the black cat walked out of the darkness.

Jiang Yingbai immediately summoned the avatar, and the next second a person who looked exactly like Jiang Yingbai appeared in front of her, "It doesn't look right, let the avatar take a look."

Jiang Yingbai didn't dare to take risks on his own.

In order to be efficient, Jiang Yingbai controlled the avatar to jump directly from the balcony, and quickly touched it.

Feng Feng Huo Huo followed the black cat into the mourning hall. The lights in the mourning hall were not turned on, only the two pewter on the altar glowed faintly.

Jiang Yingbai carefully inspected every place and every corner of the mourning hall. There was no cat, but the black cat had disappeared.

"I clearly saw it coming in, so why did it suddenly disappear? Was it deliberately trying to lure me in?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingbai immediately looked at the door, the door was open, and there was nothing outside.

Jiang Yingbai breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought the door would close by itself like in the novel."

When he found that he couldn't find the black cat, Jiang Yingbai immediately controlled the avatar to go back, "I'm so scared, I'd better go back."

Jiang Yingbai yawned and dove into bed, but she didn't intend to sleep, or she didn't dare to sleep. The disappearing black cat made her think something would happen tonight.

At four o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yingbai was lying down looking at the ceiling, drowsy, her mind was dizzy, and she felt that she was about to die suddenly.

Maybe it's because I think too much, there is nothing going to happen tonight.

"Damn," sighed Jiang Yingbai turned over, shifted his gaze to the window, an alarm sounded in his heart, and his muddy mind cleared up a lot.

The moonlight is thick outside the window.

The cold moonlight shines through the window, and you can clearly see a dark figure standing there. Jiang Yingbai stared intently, carefully moving the quilt covering his body with his hands, for fear of making any noise.

The black shadow's body shook for a while, Jiang Yingbai became more nervous and moved a lot faster, a jet-black leg stepped in through the wall, and the black shadow quickly rushed towards the bed.

Jiang Yingbai rolled out of bed in fright and quickly got up, "What the hell is this, why can it go through walls?"

The black shadow got up from the bed, under the moonlight, the man had a pale and wrinkled face, and his eyes were empty.

Jiang Yingbai became even more frightened after seeing clearly. Isn't this Wei Ze's dead grandfather? Jiang Yingbai didn't dare to think about how he got here.

"Really resurrected? No, no, this is a ghost!"

He raised his hands and rushed towards Jiang Yingbai again. His nails were black and sharp. Jiang Yingbai had no doubt that this thing could cut her throat.

"Wait! Something's wrong, this progress is too weird. Shouldn't the final boss start after I collect all the clues? Why did he come directly to the door?!"

In Jiang Yingbai's opinion, the plot of the newcomer's dungeon is roughly like this.

After Wei Ze's grandfather was killed by his family, he became a ghost and wanted Wei Ze to help him kill them all.

Logically speaking, it should be that the player collects clues during the day to dig out the truth step by step, and then the client helps grandpa get revenge, which will scare the player several times in the middle.

In the end, the irrational grandfather was influenced, and the old man's soul rested in peace, and the copy ended.

Obviously, the plot didn't develop like this, and it's no wonder that Jiang Yingbai thought so. The main reason is that the novels she had read before all developed like this.

Jiang Yingbai jumped to the side nimbly, dodging his attack again, her mind was running fast and immediately came up with a plan.

I saw Jiang Yingbai's avatar suddenly behind the black shadow, and her avatar could appear anywhere within one meter of her.

The avatar covered his eyes with one arm, and locked his throat with the other arm. Jiang Yingbai was not used to controlling two bodies at the same time. The avatar had no other movements except to increase its strength and not let go.

The black shadow bent over and tried to throw the clone forward, while inserting sharp nails into the clone's arm. The pain spread from the clone to Jiang Yingbai, and Jiang Yingbai almost dropped the knife from his hand.

Jiang Yingbai took this knife from the stall during the day. Apparently the master also thought that physical attacks were better.

Jiang Yingbai kicked at Heiying, and her clone fell backward in coordination with her. She swore that she had used the greatest strength in her life for these two strikes.

The black shadow stumbled and fell backwards. Jiang Yingbai tightened his grip on the dagger and stabbed it hard into the heart. The black shadow immediately stopped struggling.

Jiang Yingbai was afraid that he would not die, so he repeatedly lifted up and stabbed, and then lifted and stabbed again, about seven or eight times before Jiang Yingbai stopped.

After calming down, the fear of killing a life came to my mind.

"I killed someone?"

After all, Jiang Yingbai is just a dark two-dimensional who stays at home every day, let alone murder, she has never even experienced beatings from society.

Looking at the clean dagger, Jiang Yingbai was slightly lost in thought, "No, I don't have it. There is no blood. He is not a human being."

Jiang Yingbai is now very glad that he took this dagger away and carried it with him.

"Why did he kill me? Did he want me to die for him? Is he a ghost? But ghosts can't be killed with a dagger. Is he some kind of monster?"

Doubts occupied Jiang Yingbai's head. She gasped and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, "It's better to deal with this corpse first and then think about other things."

Wrapping the black shadow with a bed sheet, Jiang Yingbai didn't dare to put the black shadow back into the coffin. She was afraid that the corpse would come back to life and make a surprise attack at night, so she used her avatar to throw the black shadow into the big lake in the yard.

"Why is the mission not over yet? Are there other monsters here?"

After much thought, Jiang Yingbai couldn't find a reasonable explanation, but since he could be killed physically, there was nothing to worry about.

After a sigh of relief, she lay back on the bed again, sleepiness welled up in her heart, she couldn't bear it any longer, and glanced at the clone standing at the head of the bed, Jiang Yingbai fell asleep peacefully.

(End of this chapter)