Wandering Corpse was an expert at murder and arson, so Wen Shi only made one request to him: if he could kill someone, he should not sing. Otherwise, once Wandering Corpse opened his voice, half the villa would be awakened.
There are still players who have not gone to sleep yet. The zombie's attack time is set at four in the morning. With his own skills, even if Mr. Lin turns into a monster in the middle of the night, the zombie can still escape unscathed.
After explaining everything, Wen Shi leaned back in the recliner and fell into a light sleep listening to the sound of rain hitting the glass outside.
At around 4:30 in the morning, the door of the room was not closed and the zombie pushed it open and came in, his left hand covered in scarlet blood.
The sound of splashing water in the sink woke Wen Shi up.
He slowly opened his eyes: "Is it done?"
As the evolution deepens, the zombies have more humanized movements. After washing their hands, they know to wipe them clean with a tissue and apply hand cream, providing all-round care for the artists.
In response to Wen Shi's question, he nodded, indicating that he had sent Old Man Lin to heaven.
"That's good." Wen Shi said meaningfully, "Everyone will soon launch a charge on the will."
It rained heavily all night.
The next day was destined to be a restless one. In the early morning, a maid's scream swept through the entire villa, successfully replacing the rising sun to wake everyone up.
Different sounds of running were heard one after another in the silent corridor. Before the players reached the source of the sound, the game prompt sound told them what happened.
"Attention all players: Due to the death of a key NPC, the difficulty level of the "Horror Collection" dungeon has been increased to B."
This kind of floating dungeon usually does not stay at the initial difficulty, but after actually hearing the system announcement, everyone's heart sank.
They still had to do what they had to do. A group of people rushed into the most exquisitely decorated house, and their pretended grief-stricken expressions were shattered for a moment by the strong smell of blood and corpses.
Mr. Lin is dead.
His death was a hasty one, a heart-rending attack common among zombies. Though he had only been dead for a few hours, his body was already covered in lividity, as if he had been half-dead for a long time.
There was a hole in the old man's chest, his mouth wide open facing the portrait on the wall, with fear and regret in his eyes, as if he thought his death was caused by the thing he had been worshipping for a long time.
Because the death was so tragic, it was obvious that it was not suicide, so the first servant who discovered the body reported it to the police immediately.
Wen Shi pretended to be sad and said, "You passed away so quickly that you couldn't even enjoy the medicine prepared for you by some filial sons."
His tone was sad, but anyone could see the joy and relief in his eyes.
Those players who still had bandages on their hands or chests wished they could take out this person's heart and see it.
The police cars arrived quickly, their sirens blaring as they surrounded the villa. When the police showed up to take the body away, the expressions on everyone's faces were fascinating. The chances of seeing police officers in horror stories were rare. Because after the body was taken away, there were still some procedures to go through, and someone had to accompany them. Given the possibility of being assigned a new task at any time, no one wanted to do it.
Wen Shi would always stand up when others needed him most. He cleared his throat and said, "Just gather up 400 points for lost wages, and I'll go."
Let's make up for the loss from summoning zombies last night first.
Four hundred points are nothing, but no one is willing to pay all by himself and let other players take advantage.
Wen Shi was not in a hurry either. The will that Grandpa Lin had made in the past would definitely be used to make a fuss in the game, and then these people would naturally feel the urgency of time.
After waiting for less than three minutes, the game issued a new prompt sound.
You've come to the mansion after countless hardships, but the real head of the family was murdered that night. There's always a way out. Mr. Lin had long ago made a will that he intended to amend.
[Side Quest: Bloody Will
Mission content: The lawyer will come to the villa to do notarization at 7 o'clock in the evening. Please find the will hidden in the villa before then and determine the real property distribution object.
Mission Reward: Special Traceless Pen (The first person to find the will can use this pen to change the will)]
As a conscientious player, Wen Shi did not take the opportunity to raise the price. Instead, he spread his hands and said, "If no one is willing, I will start the task."
"Wait." The quest progress suddenly sped up, blurring the lines between player and NPC. Lin Tianci essentially revealed his player identity and said, "Let's discuss this."
He was certain that at least three of them were players. Lin Tianci said to them directly, "You can't say what the others said. There are 400 points, and we each get exactly 100."
The player playing the eldest son first sent his wife away, then said coldly, "One of the servants kept pulling her sleeves down low, probably to hide her digital watch."
The selfish side of human nature, which is to lose sight of the big picture for the sake of small gains, is evident here. Wen Shi only used a few points to find out the identities of some players hiding in the dark.
After getting the points as he wished, Wen Shi waved his hand casually: "I wish you all good luck in finding it."
Before leaving, he said a few words to Xiaohua, his voice so low that no one else could hear the specific words. But he guessed that the other party was trying to take advantage of the boss's popularity. If Xiaohua could successfully find the will, adding her name would be just a matter of moving her fingers.
As soon as Wen Shi left, Xiaohua also took the time to start searching.
She first went to the study where Mr. Lin often stayed during his lifetime. The others were still standing in the small house that smelled of blood and did not take any action immediately.
After a long moment, Lin Tianci was the first to break the silence: "Getting the will means we can complete this short story. In this part, the human wave tactic has an advantage."
The player who had been playing the child threw the toy in his pocket aside in disgust and added coldly, "Xiaohua is a famous madwoman. If she gets her will, no one will have to live."
"We'll work together to find it," Lin Helan said with finality. "We'll use the contract prop to sign the agreement. Whoever finds the will first will have to add the name of the collaborator."
The proposal was unanimously agreed.
However, when the players present were choosing their partners, they clearly excluded Pei Hongxin.
It's obvious that he is a new player. He is very stingy. When we were just trying to collect points, he just stood in the corner without saying a word.
Feeling unwelcome and unable to join in the discussion, Pei Hongxin walked out of the murder scene in silence.
Lin Tianci glanced at the figure disappearing in the corridor and asked, "Will he go to Xiaohua to tell her about it?"
The butler smiled and said, "It's no problem. The senior players must know that we will join forces, but they are usually very confident. Now it depends on who has better luck and faster speed."
These words caused everyone to nod.
Pei Hongxin went straight to the study.
He opened the secret door, looked at the shrine inside, and slowly made up his mind.
Pei Hongxin has been doing well in reality for too long and cannot accept the current deficit. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he finds the will, he can permanently eliminate the hidden dangers brought by that evildoer.
"Why do you hate me?"
Pei Hongxin sneered. If he hadn't done that back then, he would have faced bankruptcy. As the child of a debtor, Pei Wenwei would not only have a miserable childhood, but would also be trapped in an endless cycle of working to pay off debts as an adult.
Besides, I treated the child well during the years of adoption. It's just time for him to repay my kindness.
Looking at the blurry black statue enshrined in the shrine, Pei Hongxin was ready to sell his soul to the devil.
Elder Lin had been worshipping for so long, seemingly paying no additional price besides his health and family. Although he looked older than his peers, if it weren't for last night's accident, judging by the appetite he still had for meat at dinner and the force with which he threw the newspaper in front of Pei Wenwei, he could easily have lived for more than a decade.
"Even ants can swallow elephants..."
Once things get out of control, Pei Hongxin will immediately look for evil viewers in the comment section to make deals and temporarily drive away the wolf and devour the tiger.
The difficulty of the copy has now risen to level B. In the process of searching for the will, a series of tasks will definitely be triggered, otherwise it would not be called the Bloody Will. His personal strength is not enough to escape unscathed.
Pei Hongxin lit a stick of incense that he had stolen from the ancestral hall yesterday. The green smoke from the burning incense swirled upwards without any interruption in the middle.
He didn't know the standard procedure for such things, but with incense and sincere prayers, he thought it would be enough.
The wisps of smoke were absorbed by the shrine, and the statue's blurred features became clearer. Its narrow eyes, the exact opposite of the diamond wood, flickered. Beyond his sight, black liquid began to seep from the cracks in the staircase, and the air became rotten and unpleasant.
The study room had no windows open, and a pinch of incense ash was delivered to the tiger's mouth without wind. Pei Hongxin shivered from the heat, but his expression became even more respectful: "Please tell me what price I must pay to know where the will is hidden."
A terrifying whisper mixed with a chilling wind rang in his ears. Pei Hongxin clenched his fists and said with determination, "Okay."
His cruelty towards himself actually endeared him to the monsters who were watching. Many of them were cheering for him, while some of them crawled to Wen Shi's side, ready to witness his end from a God's perspective.
After Pei Hongxin did this, Wen Shi's behavior of letting the zombies kill key NPCs last night seemed like he was just helping others.
…
Compared with the rotten air in the Lin family villa, the weather outside was quite good after the rain. Wen Shi breathed in the natural breeze and even had the mood to chat with the police along the way.
After getting off the car, he cooperated to fill out the information and took another statement. After everything was done, Wen Shi ran to the streets outside to go shopping. He first went to a boutique to pick out a gift for A Yu, and then ran to the park to dance square dance.
"The sky is blue and the earth is vast~"
The sound from the small speaker was very loud, and Wen Shi danced with the elderly person in front of him in a standard posture.
After exercising for half an hour, he seemed to finally remember that there was such a thing as live streaming. He looked at his electronic watch and saw a bunch of comments asking him if he was crazy for dancing here instead of looking for the will.
"What will are you looking for?" Wen Shi asked in confusion.
"...When they're all bloodied and beaten, and the lawyers come tonight, the victor will undoubtedly proudly produce the will. Then I'll carry Mr. Lin's body back home..."
"My godmother is a psychic. Let her call the soul back directly and expose the fake on the spot."
He thought it was too cruel for someone to dare to tamper with someone else's will!
If the godmother cannot be summoned back, she will activate the [Resurrection] skill.
Wen Shi wiped away his tears hypocritically: "Sure enough, I am the only one in this family who cares the most about the old man's life or death, wuwu..."
After pretending for three seconds, he couldn't pretend any longer and smiled brightly for one second: "Hahahaha..."
The magical ear-cleansing music of square dance continued. The aunties and uncles were spinning in circles, and Wen Shi followed them in a circle.
It's so cool to play once a day and clear the dungeons below S level!
[Bullet screen: …]
Wen Shi: "By the way, how long is the sentence for tampering with a will?"
I must report this to the police and not encourage this kind of evil practice.
[Bullet screen: …]