The Bundling Town is a place independent of the real world and the dungeon live broadcast room. The people inside are those who have cleared the dungeon, or those who have used special props to leave the dungeon and return to the town.

The host of the song "My destiny is in my own hands" returned here after leaving the copy. As his figure appeared at the entrance, some people who knew him came over and tried to get close to him.

"Brother Tian, ​​I watched your live broadcast, it was really dangerous!"

"Isn't it? Oh my God, I can't imagine it. It's really scary."

"By the way, what level of ghost marriage dungeon did you experience? It actually made you willing to use that life-saving item."

When it comes to this, the host's face turned ugly, and he said coldly: "This copy may be newly discovered, there is no level at all! Damn, I almost died in it"

Everyone else looked at each other, and then began to play around and try to find out more information about this copy from him.

However, "My fate is in my own hands" now has no intention to pay attention to them. Having lost the life-saving item, he doesn't know what to do next time he enters the dungeon.

The thought of losing his things made him feel very bad, so he waved their hands away and went straight to his temporary residence.

"Tsk, why are you so arrogant? If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why do you act like others owe him millions?" one of them said with a sneer.

"Okay, okay. After all, I understand. If it weren't for that tool, he would have died in there. I understand that he's in a bad mood."

"Forget it, I'll just go watch other people's live broadcasts, really."

"Hey? Whose live broadcast do you want to watch? I'll recommend one to you!"

The people who were attracted by this person's words stopped walking, looked him up and down curiously, and asked: "Whose live broadcast do you want to recommend? Is it the live broadcast room of me who is the best in the world?"

"Hey, it's not that one, it's the other one"

"Who is it?" The people who were hooked by his words became curious and hurriedly asked him.

"You are a psychopath"

"?"

"How dare you scold me? I think you are tired of living!" Seeing that the man's fist was about to fall, the person who recommended him hurriedly tuned out of his live broadcast room.

"I'm not scolding you, this is the anchor's name!"

"It's not that someone has such a name..."

"Yeah, this is too weird!"

Everyone's eyes fell on the name of the live broadcast room and they found that there was really someone called this name.

"..."

After breakfast, Shi Yunan strolled around the mansion. Xiao Cui and the others disappeared again, so no one followed him now.

To be honest, compared to so many live broadcast rooms, he is the only one who lives the most comfortable life, when the number of people in the live broadcast room increases.

He still has time to chat with the comments in the live broadcast room and occasionally respond to some trivial questions. Anything related to this copy is garbled as soon as it comes up.

They couldn't even give the host any hints, which made the people behind the barrage of comments very angry. However, they couldn't do anything about the live broadcast room, which was the most annoying thing.

As he strolled around, Shi Yunan came to the gate of Yin Mansion. Unlike the night he came, the gate here was closed and all the things that were originally used for the wedding ceremony were gone, leaving only desolation.

He reached out and tried to push the door, but as expected, the door didn't move at all. It seemed that he had no chance of leaving Yin's Mansion now.

Walking back, I suddenly arrived at the backyard, where there was a huge peach tree with its crown reaching into the sky, seemingly so high that it would poke a hole through the sky.

Shi Yunan looked at the layout of the backyard and found traces of loosened soil right in front of the peach tree. He walked over and squatted down.

He picked up the pickaxe beside him and started digging. His white robe fell to the ground, stained with mud.

As he moved, the shape of a wooden board appeared in the soil in less than a moment, and Shi Yunan just dug to the corner.

He did not hesitate and continued digging. Gradually, as more and more area was exposed, Shi Yunan's movements became faster and faster.

Soon, a coffin of original color was revealed. The four corners of the coffin were nailed with black nails, and some special patterns were embroidered on both sides of the coffin.

It seems that this might be the whereabouts of the real young master of the Yin family, Yin Haowen.

Shi Yunan looked around and found no tools to pry up the nails, so he went to the nearest ear room. Generally speaking, most people would keep some tools in their homes as backup.

Hard work pays off. He found a pair of nail pliers in a toolbox. He took it in his hand, walked back, squatted down and started prying the nails.

After pulling out all four nails, Shi Yunan took a deep breath and said to himself: "Don't blame me, don't blame me. All of this is what I have to do to solve the mystery."

Then he raised his hand and lifted the lid of the coffin, revealing the true appearance inside.

There were two corpses lying side by side inside. One of them had been completely decayed, leaving only bones. The person was still wearing a bright red wedding dress and a black gauze hat on his head.

The other body was Su Niantao, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress. However, her body was more than half rotten, and there were maggots crawling on the rotten flesh on her face.

Her face could no longer be seen clearly. The wounds on her lower body looked as if they had been sawed off alive, and black nails were hammered into both sides of her temples. The two of them were holding hands holding a red flower, which was both ironic and sad.

The scene before him was not particularly horrifying, but Shi Yunan fell silent. Looking at Su Niantao's half-dead body, he raised his head and glanced at the peach tree again.

At this time, a cold wind blew and the sky became completely dark. The red lanterns hanging nearby emitted light, illuminating the sky and earth with a bright red glow.

"It seems you have discovered it..." A sigh sounded, and Su Niantao's figure appeared out of thin air. She floated not far from Shi Yunan and looked at him quietly, which was different from her in other live broadcast rooms.

She seems quiet and gentle here, but she is like a killing god elsewhere, killing anyone who stands in her way... She wishes to leave no trace of armor or grass wherever she goes.

However, for some reason, she never hurt Shi Yunan while she was here, and she even silently helped him pass the copy.

Even when Xiao Cui turned evil, she only came up to threaten him. She did not chase him when he ran away, and she just served him silently from behind.

For Shi Yunan, does he really have no feelings?

"Why..." He looked at Su Niantao, eager to ask her for an answer.

Everything can change a person, including him.

"Because you have to leave here, my lord."

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