Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Chapter 189 Infinite Flow Female Supporting Character (5)

"In fact, the requirements for the vigil are very simple, which is to ensure that the incense and candles on the mourning hall are not extinguished, especially the eternal lamp under the coffin, which must not be extinguished."

As the village chief spoke, everyone's eyes shifted to the three lumps of mud on the altar with incense and candles.

The two red candles on the mud block were burning brightly, the two flames were swaying slightly in the draft, and the three incense sticks in the middle were quietly emitting faint white smoke. Everything seemed normal.

But it's just an appearance.

"Village chief, don't you have those long incense sticks that can burn for several hours and candles that can burn all night? Why are you still using these old candles?" Chen Hao asked, with a complaining tone, "The candles used in the funeral hall now have to be replaced every half an hour, which is very troublesome at night."

The smile on the village chief's face froze, and he looked at Chen Hao unhappily, "What do you mean by that? We paid you to come here, and you still think it's troublesome! If you don't want to do it, you can just leave!"

"Don't be angry, Village Chief. My colleague didn't mean that." Xin Yi smiled and tried to smooth things over. "He wanted to ask if there was anything particular about the use of this kind of fine scented candles here?"

The village chief snorted at Chen Hao, and then answered Xin Yi's question, "Nowadays, people outside use coarse incense and coarse wax in the mourning hall to save trouble. It seems much more convenient, but this is laziness and disrespect for the dead. This heart is not pious at all. Those who are not pious to the dead will suffer retribution!"

After hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes silently in their hearts.

It sounds so good, why don't you keep watch yourself? Why pay others to help you keep watch?

Even though everyone was complaining in their hearts, they knew that this was a deliberate setting of the app so that they would stay up all night in order to encounter ghosts.

Xin Yi flattered him a lot, calling him "senior" all the time, which made the old man feel very happy.

"You are a sensible girl." The old village chief praised.

Xin Yi said cheerfully, "Senior, you are joking. Apart from the incense and candles, is there anything else that needs attention?"

"Of course there is." The village chief pointed to the wooden door they had just entered and said, "The night watch time is from midnight to the crowing of the rooster at dawn the next day. You cannot leave this yard until the rooster crows."

"Also, those who keep watch at night must pay attention to the wild cats in the village and never let them get close to the mourning hall. If a wild cat rides on the coffin, something terrible will happen."

"What's the big deal?" Chen Hao interrupted.

The village chief rolled his eyes at Chen Hao, as if he was looking at an idiot. "Of course it's a corpse! How come you, a funeral director, don't even know this?"

Chen Hao was born into a middle-class family and was an only child. He had been pampered by people around him since he was a child. This was the first time in his life that he was despised by an old man. He was so angry that he almost went crazy on the spot.

Xin Yi has been with Chen Hao for four years, and she knows his temper very well. She grabbed Chen Hao and gave him a look, telling him not to be impulsive.

"My colleague just came last week, please don't be offended!" Xin Yi apologized to the village chief.

The village chief waved at Xin Yi, indicating that he was too lazy to argue with her, and then looked at the sun that was beginning to set.

"It's getting late. The seven of you come over and draw lots. The vigil will begin tonight. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. The one who draws one will watch the first night, the one who draws two will watch the second night, and so on, until the seventh day."

As the village chief spoke, he picked up seven incense sticks that had been marked by him from the altar, shuffled the marks, and held the incense in his hands in front of Lu Changqing and his group.

Lin Yan was the first to step forward and light a stick of incense, followed by Huang Mao.

Lu Changqing was the third one. Just as she reached out to light a cigarette, she heard Huangmao's swear words in her ears.

Why was he so unlucky? Could it be that he had just contradicted the old man in front of him, and the old man was now looking for revenge?

Lu Changqing drew six just like Huang Xi in the original plot, the tall and thin man drew three, Xin Yi drew seven, Lin Yan drew five, and the middle-aged man drew three.

Chen Hao was even more unlucky than in the plot, and drew number two.

Chen Hao's face turned pale when he saw the two black threads on the incense stick in his hand.

Chen Hao deeply hated himself for speaking too much just now, and he regretted it very much now.

Huangmao is first and he is second. It is obvious that the old man doesn't like them and wants to send them to death as soon as possible.

Why is he so mean?

The village chief didn't care what these players were like. He clapped his hands and wiped off the red paint on his hands.

"Now that Anping is guarding here, everyone come home with me. You will all stay at my house for the next seven days. I will be responsible for preparing three meals a day."

After the village chief finished speaking, he asked Lu Changqing and his group to leave the courtyard of the ancestral hall.

Huangmao was very anxious along the way. He felt like a death row prisoner in ancient times who was about to be taken to the guillotine, with an invisible axe hanging on his head.

The village chief's family seemed to be living a very good life. In the countryside where almost all the houses in the village were brick and tile houses within bungalows, his family built a two-story country house.

The village chief arranged rooms for Lu Changqing and seven other people on the second floor. Since one person would go to the ancestral hall to keep vigil every night, the village chief only arranged three rooms for them.

After the village chief left, the seven people gathered together and looked at the arrangement of the room. Chen Hao was so angry that he kicked the stool in front of him and cursed: "This old man, you only arranged two rooms for the five of us men. Do you think we can't come back alive?"

The middle-aged man felt that Chen Hao's temper was unreasonable, and said: "You don't even know whether that thing is a human or a ghost, why are you angry with him?"

"You are ranked behind us, so of course you have the nerve to make sarcastic remarks here. If you were ranked second, I wonder if you would be as calm as you are now." Chen Hao said hatefully.

"Can you please stop arguing!" The yellow-haired man scratched his hair angrily. "I have to go to that damn place tonight. Can you help me think about how to spend the night?"

Lu Changqing dragged the stool back, frowned, and fanned away the dandruff that flew in front of her.

Lin Yan was disgusted and said unhappily, "If you keep scratching your dandruff all over the room, I don't mind crippling you now."

"Little pretty boy! Don't think I'm really afraid of you!" The yellow-haired man slapped his thigh and yelled at Lin Yan fiercely.

"Stop arguing! Do you still want to complete the mission?" Xin Yi stood up to stop the two from arguing. "This mission is obviously a teamwork mode. Don't start fighting among yourself before the ghost shows up."

Xin Yi said, glancing at everyone, "Don't forget, everyone. The mission rules specifically remind you that players are prohibited from killing each other in this game. Do you want to die now?"

"So what? I'm not going to survive tonight anyway. Now that I'm dead, it's considered a gain to have someone to die with me." The yellow-haired man said in despair.

Xin Yi has never seen anyone as stupid as Huangmao. When he is about to die, he wants to drag other innocent people into the water. It is better for this black sheep to die early.

She suppressed her anger and soothed him, "Who said you can't survive? It's only six o'clock in the afternoon, and you still have five hours before your night watch. The mission doesn't stipulate that we can't walk in the village. We can split up now and take advantage of this time to search for clues in the village."