Chapter 57: Dowry

As the wind dissipated, the hall returned to calm, the candles burned quietly, the candle shadows swayed slightly, and the thick yin energy in the hall dissipated.

Xie Lingxi and others did not have the inspiration of the Night Wanderer, but they could sense that the hall had become safe by intuition.

The Fire Demon looked at them, with a tone of surprise and surprise, and asked:

"Are you the Night Wanderer? You are actually the Night Wanderer..."

It is self-evident what Wang Tai's profession is, as he scared away the resentful spirits with just a scolding.

"Is it strange? Jinshui Amusement Park has supernatural elements, so it is normal to match the Night Wanderer." Zhang Yuanqing responded with a smile, "Everyone, I dare not guarantee other entertainment projects, but I can still protect you in the haunted house before you see the ghost bride."

The four teammates looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

I didn't expect that there was a rare profession in the team.

In the supernatural dungeon where ghosts are rampant, there is a Night Wanderer to escort, which is more reliable than most props.

After all, Night Wanderer is a professional match.

All of a sudden, the four teammates looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a sense of dependence.

"We only have one hour, don't delay, see if there are any clues here." Zhang Yuanqing's eyes swept through the hall. With his night vision ability, he quickly locked the tribute table behind the armchair.

He walked to the table, and a piece of red paper was pressed on the bottom of the blue and white porcelain plate full of peanuts and longans.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the red paper and read it under the candlelight:

"Dowry: weighing rod, gold hairpin, medicinal wine, wedding quilt."

Others also came over.

Xie Lingxi pinched his chin, his eyes turned, and said:

"These things are not betrothal gifts, but since it is written on the paper, we should find these four things and regard them as betrothal gifts."

Finding these four things is equivalent to having a groom with betrothal gifts.

Monkey King: "What if we don't find it?"

Fire Demon: "Of course we'll die. After we find the betrothal gifts, the ghost bride will choose one of us?"

Zhang Yuanqing: "Why choose one, instead of all of us entering the bridal chamber together?"

Seeing his teammates looking expressionless, Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "It's just a joke, to liven up the atmosphere, you have no sense of humor."

The teammates were even more expressionless.

Xi Shi rolled her eyes, and Xie Lingxi continued:

"The context of this task has become clear. In an hour, the ghost bride will choose a husband. The standard for choosing a husband is the groom with betrothal gifts, so we need to find four betrothal gifts in this mansion.

"But I don't know whether the lucky one who is chosen will have a glimmer of hope or will die."

Fire Demon looked the little girl up and down: "Do you really not remember the content of the strategy?"

The analysis was very logical.

Xie Lingxi pouted and pretended to be wronged: "I really don't know. "

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the number of people in the team and was startled.

According to the current clues, there will be two results. The first is that if four betrothal gifts are found, it will be considered that all members have met the requirements, and then they will wait for the ghost bride to come.

The second is that the four betrothal gifts can only guarantee that four people meet the requirements, and those who fail to meet the requirements will surely die.

The first one is not bad, if it is the second one...

Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself:

"If it is the second one, then when the copy reaches this level, the team will definitely have an internal conflict, and by then, the number of people who can survive may not exceed four. No wonder the props and skills are not sealed. This is forcing us to kill each other. The S-level dungeon is really full of murderous intentions..."

If it really comes to that, how many people will be left in the team?

As the captain, he has a hidden mission, and the number of people in the team cannot be less than three.

In addition, the selection of a son-in-law also has the effect of confusing people, giving people the feeling that only those chosen by the bride will have a glimmer of hope. The inertia of thinking, the lucky ones always have preferential treatment...

But Zhang Yuanqing can be sure that those chosen by the bride will die.

The reason is simple. First, this is the case in the old version. Second, if only the chosen ones can survive, then the hidden mission is meaningless.

No matter how hard you try, there will be only one person left here.

What is the difference between reducing the number of people or not?

Of course, if the ghost bride is a playboy, that is another matter.

The ghost bride stage may only kill one person, but in the haunted house stage, the danger is not just the ghost bride. First, there is the crisis of internal strife in the team, and secondly, there are other ghosts in the haunted house... As the captain, this copy is really too difficult. If there is no high reward for the final clearance, it is simply unreasonable. Fortunately, I have the artifact of the demon-suppressing pestle. I am not afraid even if I face the ghost bride directly... Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously scanned his teammates and found that their eyes were dim and they had begun to be wary of each other.

No one is stupid.

Zhang Yuanqing coughed:

"There is not much time. Find the betrothal gifts first. Everyone follow me closely and don't disperse. Ordinary ghosts can't get close to me. "

In this kind of occasion, his words are most effective, and everyone still relies on his profession.

Immediately, the group walked around the screen wall behind the lobby and came to the inner courtyard. Looking around, the corridors were winding, with red lanterns hanging, and the deep red candlelight illuminated the shadows of trees, flower beds and rockery.

In the distance, you can vaguely see the arched door connecting other courtyards, and the houses with straight ridges standing in an orderly manner in the night.

The ghost bride is really the daughter of a wealthy family... Zhang Yuanqing sighed in his heart.

Given the scale of this house, it must have three entrances.

He looked at the layout of the house, turned back and reminded everyone: "The yin energy here is very heavy, follow me closely..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and there was no one behind him.

The team members disappeared.

This is a bit scary... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, did not stop, and continued to move forward.

We must find them as soon as possible. These people are not night wanderers. Although their skills and props are not sealed, their means of dealing with spirits are limited. If they encounter a difficult vengeful spirit, they may die at any time.

He walked through the garden and saw a candlelight in a house in front of him. The candlelight was very dim, and it was reflected faintly through the lattice window.

The other houses were pitch black.

Zhang Yuanqing walked into the corridor cautiously, approached the house, and concentrated his mind to sense it. The house was gloomy, but there were no vengeful spirits.

He pushed open the lattice door on tiptoe, and the scene in the house came into view.

This seemed to be a woman's boudoir. There was a bed on the east side with a low bed curtain, a round table in the middle, a dressing table by the window, and a bronze mirror facing the door.

A golden scale rod lay quietly in front of the dressing table.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped over the threshold, turned around to close the door, came to the dressing table, and picked up the golden scale rod. It was only half an arm long and as thick as a thumb.

This thing is used to choose the red veil for the bride, which means "satisfying one's heart".

"It's not that difficult, I found it in a moment..."

Zhang Yuanqing was about to leave the house when he suddenly heard the sound of electricity, and a voice came from the Elvis speaker in his pocket:

"That day, she came to Jinshui Amusement Park..."

This idiot always makes sounds at inappropriate times. Well, what does it want to say? Speaking of which, it is also part of the amusement park, and perhaps knows some information... Zhang Yuanqing's attention shifted to the Elvis speaker, looking forward to what it would say.

The Elvis speaker did not disappoint this time, and the sound continued to play:

"The spirits in the haunted house trembled and crawled on the ground. The great existence did not embarrass the weak resentful spirits. She told the bride to find a young man for her. The young man's name was: Yuanshi Tianzun! "

Zhang Yuanqing's head buzzed, as if struck by lightning, and he was stunned.

Looking for me? Looking for me!!

Who is looking for me, and why?

Surprise and confusion surged up, and soon, he understood who it was.

Lady Sandaoshan!

"The official announcement of Taiyi Sect said that it was a powerful BOSS that caused the change in the spiritual realm. The introduction of Jinshui Amusement Park said that after sleeping for a long time, that existence was surprised that there were these new gadgets in the world. These details can be consistent with Lady Sandaoshan…

"I awakened Lady Sandaoshan. She is looking for me because half of her Yang soul is in the Demon-Subduing Pestle… Fuck, this old man is still haunting, can't he let me go? I'm still a child…"

Zhang Yuanqing actually knew that if he continued to upgrade, he would have to fight Lady Sandaoshan sooner or later.

But that should have been after he became a high-level spiritual practitioner, and used the Yang Soul in the Demon-Subduing Pestle to make a deal with the Empress.

I never expected that the old man with his omnipotent hands could actually affect the low-level spiritual realm.

"Damn it, I said how could the task be so simple, now it seems that taking out the demon-suppressing pestle will expose my identity?"

The reason why the empress came to him was for the demon-suppressing pestle.

"In this kind of spiritual realm that has been affected by the empress, I am afraid that the old man will come to kill me as soon as I take out the demon-suppressing pestle. What will happen to me then? It is still unclear whether the boss in the spiritual realm has moral values. What if he kills a little ant like me..."

After repeated consideration, Zhang Yuanqing decided to hide his identity and continue the task without using the demon-suppressing pestle.

The consequence of exposing his identity may be facing the terrifying god, the Three Dao Mountain empress, and there are too many uncertain factors.

If he continues to complete the task, if he can pass the haunted house, nothing will happen. If he really reaches a desperate situation, it will not be too late to take out the demon-suppressing pestle.

After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, he was no longer panicked. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw in the bronze mirror that the door was pushed open.

He was startled and turned back quickly, but found that the door was closed and not opened.

What happened? Zhang Yuanqing turned his head blankly and let his eyes return to the bronze mirror. At this glance, his pupils shrank slightly.

In the bronze mirror, a woman in a white dress appeared with her hair loose. She stepped over the threshold and walked into the house in a weird posture.

The room reflected in the bronze mirror seemed different from the room he was in.

The woman in the white dress came to the dressing mirror in a weird posture and sat down.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing finally saw clearly why she walked in a weird posture, because she was walking backwards.

The next scene could scare ordinary people to death. The woman in the bronze mirror raised her hand, took off her head, and held it in her arms.

Her hands were blue-black, and her long nails were black and sharp.

The black hair on the head spread out, revealing the face of a woman, a pair of creepy white pupils, a pale face, black lips, staring at the bronze mirror, as if staring at Zhang Yuanqing in another world.

This female ghost has no appearance... Zhang Yuanqing quickly retreated and planned to withdraw from the house.

However, the loose hair in the mirror seemed to come alive, raised like tentacles, and pierced into the mirror.

The bronze mirror rippled, and clusters of hair penetrated the mirror, entangled Zhang Yuanqing's wrist and body, and kept tightening, as if to pull him into the mirror.

"Hmph!"

The sticky black light in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes surged, and he opened his mouth and sucked hard.

Soul Devouring!

This skill that can suppress the resentful spirit only slows down the speed of the hair entanglement, and cannot devour the female ghost in the mirror.

This female ghost is very strong, not an ordinary resentful spirit... Zhang Yuanqing moved forward little by little, getting closer and closer to the bronze mirror.

He quickly thought about the countermeasures. He would not use the Demon-Subduing Pestle if he could. The Bloodthirsty Blade was a physical output item, which was ineffective against spirits. The Red Dance Shoes' attack was also physical, so stepping on them was ineffective against spirits...

After thinking about it, it was definitely you, the little idiot!!

Zhang Yuanqing spit out a stream of Yin Qi from his mouth and summoned the little idiot.

"Aba..." The round and cute baby spirit fell on the dressing table, stretched its limbs lazily, and then it saw the female ghost in the mirror.

In an instant, like a cat with its fur standing on end, the baby spirit rolled down the dressing table at a speed that it shouldn't have at this age, and huddled behind Zhang Yuanqing, crying loudly in fear.

... Zhang Yuanqing cursed, "Useless thing, come on."

He transmitted the attack command to the baby spirit.

"Aba Aba!"

Obeying orders is the nature of spirit servants. The infant spirit raised its shallow eyebrows, yelled twice fiercely, grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's trouser legs and climbed up to his shoulders, and pounced hard.

The round and fat little body penetrated the bronze mirror and stuck itself on the ghost girl's face.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately calmed down his emotions and transferred his consciousness to the infant spirit, replacing the ghost girl's perception.

The ghost girl's gloomy face became dull, as if she had suddenly lost her mind.

The deadly hair like steel wire suddenly lost its strength and fell down helplessly.

Well done!

Zhang Yuanqing immediately summoned back the little funny guy, let him lie on his head, turned around and ran.

The infant spirit's ability was only three seconds, but it was enough for him to escape from the house.

After rushing through the door and crossing the threshold, Zhang Yuanqing just returned to the garden and heard the sound of a door closing behind him. Looking back, the candlelight in the room had gone out and it was pitch black.

The inner courtyard was filled with gloomy winds, and many resentful spirits were lingering in the distance. They longed for the breath of the Night Wandering God, but were afraid of his pressure and dared not approach.

"We must find them quickly, don't let them all die..."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly left the garden, passed through the arched door, and came to the yard next door. He soon saw Xie Lingxi.

The little girl stood in front of a water tank in the corner of the yard, threw her upper body into the tank, grabbed the edge of the tank with both hands, and struggled hard. It seemed that something in the water tank was pulling her.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't "pull" herself out of the water tank.

Gradually, her struggle became weaker and weaker...

Zhang Yuanqing approached slowly and smelled a smell of alcohol. He leaned over and saw that there was a dark liquid rippling in the tank, and a baby spirit with an umbilical cord was swimming. It was the umbilical cord that was wrapped around Xie Lingxi's neck, dragging her into the water.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the little funny guy with both hands, and threw him into the water tank regardless of his struggle.

The umbilical cord baby spirit saw its kind coming in, and immediately loosened the umbilical cord and grinned at the little funny guy.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed Xie Lingxi's shoulders and pulled her out of the water tank with force.

"Cough cough..."

Xie Lingxi coughed violently, her face flushed, her bangs and hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks wetly.

After more than ten seconds, she initially calmed down the discomfort in her lungs, and when she saw Zhang Yuanqing's face clearly, she burst into tears of joy:

"Brother Wang Tai, you are here to save me, woo woo, I don't want to enter the spiritual realm related to the Night Wandering God anymore, it's too, too scary..."

This was her first time entering such a copy with supernatural elements.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing stared at the water tank.

The two baby spirits fought in the wine, biting each other, entangled, and stirred the dark liquid ripples.

Xie Lingxi stood on tiptoe and looked into the jar. She remembered that she had just drunk a lot and retched: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting..."

After a lot of disdain, she answered Zhang Yuanqing's words:

"Brother Wang Tai, I followed you out of the hall. A fog came and I found that you were all gone. I went to look for you. I walked here unknowingly and smelled a scent of wine. I followed the smell to find this jar.

"Thinking that this was one of the betrothal gifts, I just opened the wooden cover, but a rope stretched out from the jar and pulled me into the water."

She looked at the umbilical cord baby spirit in the water jar, thinking about the liquid she had just choked on, her face turned pale: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting..."

Zhang Yuanqing silently calculated the time and looked at the girl: "You held your breath for a long time."

Xie Lingxi shook her head and said in a delicate voice: "I have a prop that can restore vitality. If I didn't have it, I would have suffocated to death in the water jar. "

As she spoke, she raised her snow-white wrist, where there was a jade bracelet.

A bracelet that restores vitality... Is this girl also a wood demon? Her temperament doesn't look like it... Zhang Yuanqing said 'hmm', without paying too much attention to the bracelet, and said:

"Come with me to find them, I hope it's not too late."

Xie Lingxi collected some liquid, and Zhang Yuanqing recalled the little funny guy who had a fight with his peers for the first time in his life, and walked along the cobblestone path towards the depths of the house.

"By the way, give me that card."

"Ah? What card."

"Don't play dumb, the card you brought out from the parking lot, I saw you put it in your butt pocket."