Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"If we don't stop those two from burying the coffin, we'll be resurrected and controlled by the Tombstone People! If we stop them from burying the coffin, our tombstones will awaken even faster..."

"What...what the hell is this dead end?!"

Mo Han's face was extremely ugly!

life?

There's absolutely no way out!

What exactly is going on with The Voice of the Future?!

"Giggle-giggle ...

The pressure on her back grew heavier and heavier, and Mo Han couldn't help but hunch her back, revealing a section of chest against her back. And this figure was constantly writhing, as if trying to pull its belly out of the tombstone...

"Tieshan! Tieshan, keep an eye on my back..."

"I'm going to listen to the voice of the [future]. Since we still have a voice in the [future], it means we're still alive..."

"Buzz—"

With her eyes closed, Mo Han's earlobes shimmered faintly.

【"I see..."

"Perhaps, the way out isn't about stopping the burial! It's about finding other conditions for survival during the time it takes to bury the dead..."

"In this small courtyard, only the house on the right remains..."

In "Echoes of the Future," Mo Han heard a series of sounds that followed.

That voice actually came from An Lan!

Will he figure something out in the future?!

Opening his eyes, Mo Han looked towards An Lan, who was carrying a tombstone on his back, his gaze sweeping across the entire courtyard. He opened his mouth and said, "I understand! Perhaps, survival isn't meant for us..."

An Lan was just about to express her opinion...

"Walk!"

"Everyone, follow me to the small house on the right! Perhaps we can find another way to survive before the burial!"

Mo Han interrupted An Lan and ran towards the small courtyard on the right without saying another word...

An Lan's expression froze instantly!

"This guy..."

He squinted, recalling what Mo Han had said, which was exactly what he had been thinking!

"His ability...could it be...?"

"Hello!"

"Anlan! Let's go!"

Liu Xuan urged An Lan and took a step to run towards the right side of the courtyard.

Can...

Despite the urging, An Lan's eyes remained fixed on the coffin in the pit. He gritted his teeth, refusing to follow the others to the right residence, and instead ran straight towards the crimson coffin that was about to be sealed!

"An Lan! You—"

Liu Xuan was completely stunned!

What is this going to do?

Is he going to risk his life to seduce female ghosts again?

"Liu Xuan, if you trust me, come with me to the coffin!"

Without turning her head, the closer An Lan got to the coffin, the faster the tombstone figures on her back stretched out!

His tombstone figure, bulging up to his lower abdomen, clung to his back like a demon: "You will die! All of you will die in the [Joint Burial Village]!!!"

"Shut up!!!"

"Thump—"

An Lan stepped into the soft, damp pit and was about to jump into the coffin!

"Clang—"

A gleaming silver shovel came crashing down on An Lan's head!

"What do you want to do?!"

The middle-aged man's tombstone bearer had a sinister expression, while the middle-aged woman's tombstone bearer was dragging the red coffin lid, about to close the coffin.

but!

Nobody expected this!

"Big brother—"

"You should get off now—"

"Clang—"

The shovel, which was swung down in mid-air, was caught by a pair of small hands!

"What?!"

An Lan looked in astonishment at the village child in front of her, who was actually the same child she had previously "served" food to? He... had come to help her out of nowhere?!

【20】!

now!

The villager child's favorability rating has reached 20!

"Big brother—"

"Let's go!!!"

The child, struggling to hold up a shovel, nodded to An Lan, though confused, and then, with a "plop," slipped into the coffin just before the crimson lid closed...

"Boom—"

The coffin lid closed, and countless grains of sand were scattered onto the coffin with a "rustling" sound. The tombstone maker for the middle-aged woman raised a hammer and rivets and began to seal the coffin!

"Good! Good! Good!"

The surrounding villagers simply cheered!

"Damn it!"

"An Lan!!! How dare you disobey my orders!!!"

"Weren't we supposed to bring everyone to the cabin?! You!!!"

In front of the right-hand house in the courtyard, Mo Han watched An Lan disappear and involuntarily uttered these words.

He is a provincial-level leader.

From beginning to end, he always treated An Lan with disdain and a plaything attitude.

Since An Lan had managed to survive in the future, he decided not to give the other person any hints, to see how this person would survive. It was like a human observing an ant, that arrogant air of superiority...

But now...

An Lan disappeared without a trace, and with one less test case, he began to regret it again.

What exactly is inside the cabin?

If we let An Lan try and fail, he'll still be alive in the future. Surely he'll find the problem by trying and failing? At worst, this trial-and-error stone won't die!

but...

Anlan has now left the team!

Mo Han's face was ashen, and he felt a sense of panic as if something had slipped out of his control.

He overestimated his own judgment of the future and underestimated Anlan's judgment of the present.

My lips suddenly trembled. Had I... unintentionally uttered that line from the movie "The Future"?!

"Giggle giggle—"

"Giggle giggle—"

The tombstone on his back swayed incessantly. The figure within, though clearly made of stone, had its body twisted and coiled around his chest like a snake. It had already stretched out from his crotch, its indifferent face fixed beneath his chin, constantly blowing cold air towards him...

"Heh...heh...heh..."

"Everyone will die...everyone will die—"

A cold wind blew, and Mo Han was suddenly patted on the shoulder by a pair of large hands.

"head!"

"Now...shall we go in?"

It is Tieshan.

The silent man looked solemnly at the wooden door of the right room.

"call--"

After forcing herself to calm down, Mo Han closed her eyes again, her ears flashing with a faint light.

The Future Echoes have been activated again!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"There's absolutely no way out here!"

"How can we possibly get out?!"

"Um?!"

A voice almost identical to the one that had just been discovered regarding the "rule of death" rang out!

Mo Han opened her eyes in surprise. Hadn't she just said that?

Can...

Why would it appear in the "future"?

Why is that?!

Before he could understand, a cold, stone hand had already encircled his neck and was slowly pressing down! The icy touch made Mo Han instinctively scream, "Liu Xuan!!!"

"If you don't want to die! Show me what happened here in the past!"

"quick!!!"

Liu Xuan, who subconsciously began giving orders, did not follow An Lan into the coffin.

Mo Han was focused on Liu Xuan's abilities for this [dungeon] suppression mission; as for An Lan? That was merely an unexpected factor in the simulation...

Now that An Lan has disappeared, he can only put pressure on Liu Xuan.

"..."

Upon hearing the sound, Liu Xuan glanced at the already closed coffin and could only walk dejectedly to the front of the right room. After her arms fell away in the form of paper scraps, her hand bones pressed against the wooden door.

[Memory Recall], activated instantly!

"Buzz—"

New images flashed through my mind again.

"Waaaaah—waaaaah—"

A girl, her hands and feet bound by shackles, knelt before the octagonal table. She lay prostrate on the ground like a dog. Before her was a small bowl containing only coarse leftover food...

"Waaaaah—"

"dad..."

"Mother..."

In the dimly lit room, the girl cried helplessly...

"hiss--"

Narrowing her eyes, Liu Xuan looked suspiciously in the direction of the coffin in the courtyard.

This is the sum of three past shots.

The first time was the "little girl's escape" at the village entrance, the second was the "girls aren't allowed at the table" incident in the courtyard, and the third is now. The overlap of these three memories has led Liu Xuan to some guesses...

"It's confirmed...this girl was bought by the village from another region!"

"etc!"

"Could this bride... be...?"

She vaguely remembered something, and Mo Han impatiently shoved Liu Xuan: "Hey! What are you daydreaming about! I'm asking you! What happened here in the past!"

"In this...in this room, there used to be a little girl imprisoned..."

"this one?"

"Yes... this is all we can see..."

"Grass!!!"

"Giggle giggle—"

A cold, stone hand was already gripping his throat. Mo Han couldn't glean anything from this limited information. His face darkened, and he immediately looked at Tie Shan: "Tie Shan! It's too late! Charge in!!!"

"clear!"

"Boom—"

His burly body suddenly slammed open the wooden door.

The sight inside the room immediately left everyone with an expression of disbelief!