I am the wildest among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

Chapter 55 The Groom 2

After jumping into the square pit, Yan Xiashen saw nothing but darkness.

The air was so thin that it was difficult to even breathe. Yan Xiashen went to perceive the environment, only to find that he was lying in a certain confined space, so deadly silent that he could clearly hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

Yan Xiashen stretched out his hand to grope upwards, and soon encountered a hard and rough obstacle. He groped for two weeks, and before he opened his hand, he reached the end. This is a narrow and closed rectangular space, a space that meets this condition Quite a few, but the first thing he thought of was something he had only touched before—the coffin.

He was probably trapped in a coffin.

This feeling is like he was directly sealed in the coffin after jumping into the square pit, and he never reached the spiritual space at all.

Yan Xiashen touched up again, but he didn't touch the nail, so he gave up this idea.

In addition to the funeral objects, Yan Xiashen also touched a rope, which seemed to be connected to something.Due to the thin air, his small movements also consumed a lot, breathing became more difficult, and the oppressive and suffocating feeling weighed on his body, becoming heavier and heavier. For a moment, he even had a feeling similar to drowning.

He had to escape here quickly. Yan Xiashen didn't move the rope, nor did he use the funeral objects inside. After covering his mouth and nose with his clothes, he took out the blood scissors he got in the last instance, and stabbed upwards with the tip.

There was a heavy resentment attached to the blood scissors, and its power was different from that of ordinary scissors. Yan Xiashen did not stab twice, and several long gaps were cracked in the coffin lid. He quickly blocked it with his arms.

The movement was a bit loud, the rope was pulled, Yan Xiashen heard the sound of a copper bell from above, piercing the silence and darkness, it was soul-stirring.

Always feeling that the ringing of the bell was not a good thing, Yan Xiashen quickened his movements, cleared a gap and got out.

Fortunately, the coffin was buried very shallow, so it didn't take much effort to escape.Yan Xia brushed off the dirt on his body deeply. He wanted to take a big breath of fresh air, but he actually inhaled an indescribable stench.

"What kind of smell is this?" Yan Xiashen was almost dizzy from the stink. He squeezed his nose and looked around. He saw grave mounds, with broken or brand-new coffins lying between the mounds. .

Looking further ahead, there is a black water river, with some rotting corpses piled up beside it, a bunch of crows wandering in it, picking and picking, stopping from time to time to peck at two bites.It is self-evident where this stench comes from.

Yan Xia frowned deeply. He looked back at the coffin that trapped him just now. The funerary objects inside were very simple and there was nothing useful.The rope was indeed attached to the outside, and a bell was tied to it, and if the rope was pulled inside, the bell would ring.

It seems that the person who buried him was worried that he was not dead, and deliberately left him a life, but in this wilderness, even if the bell rang, he could not attract help, and might attract some resentful spirits...

When Yan Xiashen was thinking this way, he found that the moonlight had become darker. He looked up at the sky and found a dark cloud slowly covering the moon.

"I don't know if other people were also buried. The system should be able to give an approximate location. I have to find them..." Yan Xiashen muttered to himself. He looked back and saw a person silently Stand in front of yourself!

This "person" was dressed in rags, his head was hanging down, and he couldn't see his face clearly. His whole body was covered in blood and mud, as if he had just crawled out of the wet ground.

Before grasping the situation here, Yan Xiashen didn't want to have a confrontation, he clenched the blood scissors, and slowly backed away.

Sensing his movements, Wraith raised his head inch by inch, revealing his eerie long neck. It moved in front of Yan Xiashen like a gust of wind, raised his lifeless face, and asked leisurely, "Where are you going?"

The rancid smell rushed into the nostrils, Yan Xia held his breath deeply, without saying a word, stabbed the blood scissors into Wraith's abdomen, stabbed it several times neatly, pulled out the scissors, turned around and ran away.

Wraith curled up on the ground in pain, and could only stare at his back with hatred.The system doesn't have a map here, but it can monitor the approximate location of the executive officers, and the information has been sent to Yan Xiashen's brain. He adjusted his direction while running, and moved closer to the nearest companion.

When Yan Xiashen stopped, the wraith had disappeared. This mass grave was very large, and he was probably located in the hinterland at this time.

"Pa—" There was a cracking sound from the small tomb in front of him. Yan Xia looked over vigilantly. The small tomb began to collapse downwards. The hand broke through the ground.

Seeing this beautiful hand, Yan Xiashen was already relieved, and hurried over to help.

Hearing footsteps, his hand stiffened for a moment, Yan Xiashen grasped it, and said in a warm voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm Yan Xiashen."

That hand held Yan Xiashen's hand back, and the voice came out from under the grave, "Xiao Shen, help me."

Shi Jin's voice was low and hoarse, with no intention of begging at all, but Yan Xiashen was scratched by the sound, knowing that Shi Jin could get out of trouble without him, he still had a soft heart, "Don't talk, be careful of the mud and sand entrance .”

With Yan Xiashen's help, the two quickly cleared the exit. Yan Xiashen held Shi Jin's hands and led him out of the coffin.

Shi Jin stood unsteadily and almost fell on Yan Xiashen, Yan Xiashen put his arms around his waist to stabilize his figure.

Shi Jin's tight waist could be felt through the clothes, Yan Xia withdrew his hand reluctantly, "Stand firm."

"Sorry, I stained your clothes." Shi Jin helped Yan Xiashen brush off the dirt on his body, took out the handkerchief in his pocket, and rubbed his cheek, "The face is also dirty."

"I also just crawled out of the grave." Yan Xia raised his face deeply, obediently letting Shi Jin wipe his face.

Lingyue managed to crawl out of the grave, and seeing this scene, he suddenly felt that the world was so hurt, he might as well go back to the grave.

After wiping his face, Yan Xiashen shook his head to shake off the dirt from his hair, like a cat that just rolled out of a dirt pit.

Lingyue has been cut off, and when she sees Shi Jin standing next to the cat, she has another heart attack. Why is the cat being targeted by vicious dogs!

"Lingyue?" Yan Xiashen saw Lingyue squatting in the grave, and asked in confusion, "Why don't you come out?"

Lingyue's eyes were sad, "Because I don't think the world is worth it."

Shi Jin glanced at Lingyue lightly, "Since it's not worth it, you can stay inside, and I can help you fill in the soil."

Lingyue bared her teeth at him, and lightly jumped onto the ground, "No, absolutely."

"Let's go find someone else," Yan Xiashen said, "By the way, there are resentful spirits here, so be careful."

Lingyue stared at Yan Xiashen's back, her face darkened, and she pulled out the wooden stick on the ground, "It's already haunted, behind you."

Yan Xia felt a chill down his spine, and belatedly noticed another breath.

Shi Jin shot quickly, brushed Yan Xiashen's shoulder, and turned back. The coolness on Yan Xiashen's back hadn't subsided before seeing Shi Jin pinching the neck of the resentful spirit and lifting it up.

Wraith's neck was strangely long, and his joints protruded like a monster. He held Shi Jin's wrist weakly with both hands, and whimpered miserably.

Wraith Ling still had a big hideous hole in his abdomen, which was the one stabbed by Yan Xiashen before.

Yan Xiashen took a step away, "You still hold a grudge and chased me all the way."

The wraith was pinched by Shi Jin until only the whites of the eyes remained, and the soul became transparent, so he had no time to pay attention to Yan Xia Shen.

"Not a little courage." After saying that, Shi Jin was about to break the neck of Wraith, his eyes were cold, and it had nothing to do with the image of Ruan Meng asking for help just now.

Yan Xiashen stopped him, "Wait, see if he can communicate, ask him something."

Shi Jin let go, and brought the resentful spirit in front of Yan Xiashen so that he could ask questions.

The resentful spirit slowed down, and his pupils slowly turned out, but he didn't have any cruelty at all, and was still a little cowardly.

Yan Xia looked deeply into Wraith's eyes, "How can I find the most vicious ghost here?"

After hearing this, Wraith Ling trembled all over, and opened his mouth, as if he had spoken, but Yan Xiashen couldn't hear clearly.

"Speak louder."

Wraith repeated it again, and this time Yan Xiashen heard it clearly, and Wraith said, "Groom..."

"Is this evil ghost a bridegroom?" Yan Xiashen asked, but the wraith closed his eyes, trembling, lifted his own soul, turning into a wisp of black smoke and blending into the wind.

Yan Xia frowned deeply, "Is this question so scary, that he was so frightened that he would kill himself?"

Lingyue said: "I don't blame you, it must be because Shi Jin was too vicious and frightened the little ghost."

Shi Jin smirked, "Blame me for not paying close attention to this ghost."

Yan Xiashen didn't care about this, he murmured, "The resentful spirit talks about the groom, what does the boss of this space have to do with the groom?"

Shi Jin said, "Don't worry, let's look down."

They continued to search for their companions, and encountered several resentful spirits along the way. They only hid in the dark and watched, not daring to go forward.

As he walked, Yan Xiashen saw a thin back sitting on the grave, and the crow standing on the man's shoulder turned back vigilantly, and uttered a hoarse and threatening cry at Yan Xiashen.

Seeing the shoulder-length hair, Yan Xiashen recognized the man's identity, "Shuanzi."

Shuanzi looked sideways, his light-colored hair was lifted by the wind, and the dark red in his eyes was exactly the same as that of a crow.It was only when Yan Xiashen got closer that he saw a wraith crawling under Shuanzi's feet, and he stepped on his spine.

"You're here." Shuanzi could only see Yan Xiashen in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for Yan Xiashen here for a long time.

Yan Xiashen nodded, walked to the front of Wraith Spirit, and squatted down, "I want to ask you something, how did this place become what it is now?"

Wraith Ling grinned at Yan Xiashen viciously, and refused to answer.

"Respond well." Shuan Zi's expression was indifferent, but his voice was as cold as ice.

Wraith shuddered, and scratched the ground with his hands. Yan Xiashen thought he was resisting, but after a closer look, he found that there were a few distorted words lying on the ground——

"The evil spirits are back, and the city is full of bones."