C8 A Small Account Is Trouble

The string sat by the side, panting. She looked up at Koo Hsingci and bent the corner of her eye. "Try the clothes again."

Koo Hsingci already knew the reason why he threw the clothes to him. After all, he only had the last T-shirt left on him. Anyone who took it off would take it off. Koo Hsingci's figure was much more beautiful!

Koo Hsingci did not hesitate. He immediately threw the only shirt he had left on him.

The shirt once again smashed onto the Seven Star Pillar pattern, but there was no reaction from the secret room.

This was exactly what String wanted to see!

One person passing the Stance could be considered as clearing the level. Koo Hsingci did not need to do it again. Of course, he could not do it either.

Koo Hsingci walked over generously and helped String up. "Are you alright?"

"Very well!" In order to show that she was alright, the string stretched out its arm and moved its legs again. Then it smiled at Koo Hsingci with a lustful smile. "It looks scary. I'll be fine after it's over."

"However, there is no new passageway opened." Koo Hsingci looked behind him. "This is the last checkpoint? Her lover's corpse is not underground, right?"

The string choked. "No way. From the beginning until the end, only that female ghost has appeared. Only a ghost can control a ghost. If the corpse is underground, then the female ghost should not be..."

Before he finished speaking, the entire secret chamber shook again!

Koo Hsingci did not stand up and directly fell into the silk string's arms. But Silk String did not have the leisure to think about romance at this moment, because even he himself could not stand stably. One of his bracelets supported Koo Hsingci, and the other supported the wall.

Unexpectedly, the wall was empty, and the silk string did not borrow any strength, causing the two of them to fall to the ground.

The string fell to the ground, and Koo Hsingci fell onto the string. It did not hurt, but it was a bit awkward.

The string sucked in a breath of cold air. When it opened its eyes, it saw that it was already lying in the middle of two secret rooms. It was a newly opened door.

"New passage..." The string gently pushed Koo Hsingci. "Are you alright? "

"I'm fine." Koo Hsingci quickly got up and squatted down to support him. "How about you?"

Thread grinned and shook his head at him. He stood up.

"Tch!" As soon as Silk String stood up and saw the open door, he exclaimed, "This corpse is really there!

Koo Hsingci followed the sound and saw a small house about 40 square meters wide open on the other side of the door. It was empty inside, only a coffin was placed in the middle.

A pure Golden Silk South Wood Coffin!

The broadcast of the system also sounded at this moment. Congratulations on finding Young Master Qin's coffin. Now you only need to open the coffin. You will be able to find Young Master Qin's corpse! Oh right... If she hadn't found Young Master Qin's corpse at Zi Shi, Miss Ning would have lost the chance to reincarnate. He would drag everyone down with him!

I wish the players good luck!

"12 o'clock at midnight?" Koo Hsingci subconsciously wanted to look at his watch. When he raised his wrist, he remembered that it was prohibited to bring items from the real world in the game. That was why all the players spared no effort in clearing dungeons to earn items.

When he thought of this, Koo Hsingci's heart shook again. That string of strings took out so many masks... These were not masks from the real world. These were all tools that he got from clearing Instance Dungeons?

Although he had seen the strength of silk string, Koo Hsingci still felt that he had underestimated him. Or was it that he came late and did not have much experience? In fact, the players who cleared 3-star Instance Dungeons were all at this level?

Silk String walked towards the coffin and said, "We entered the game around 10 o'clock at night. It has been more than an hour. We have at most 40 to 50 minutes left."

He walked to the side of the coffin and gently stroked the lid of the coffin with his fingertip. His eyes were slightly narrowed and his eyes were blurry, as if he wanted to penetrate the lid.

Of course, this was impossible!

After a long while, the silk string withdrew its hand and tried to open the lid. He pushed it, but the lid did not budge at all.

"The coffin is also a mechanism." As the silk string spoke, it searched for a possible hidden mechanism on the coffin cover. After searching for a while, his gaze finally locked onto a depression. His two fingers knocked on the surface of the coffin. "It's here!"

Koo Hsingci heard the sound and looked over. He saw that there was an oval flat depression on the lid of the coffin. He walked over and took a closer look. The dent was quite deep. It was not too big. It could only fit three fingers. It was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The string had also extended its fingers inside. It was smooth all around, and there was nothing suspicious about it.

The string asserted, "The mechanism must be here, but I still have to think about how to trigger it."

There was nothing useful around the secret room, nor were there any other doors. There was only the coffin with a strange depression.

Koo Hsingci had been staring at the dent, but he could see some clues.

He waved at the string. "Look at this shape. What does it look like?"

String." Hmm? Hearing that, he walked over and took a look. At first, he did not think that such an ordinary oval depression would have any shape to speak of, but after Koo Hsingci mentioned it, he immediately thought of it. "Sword?"

As soon as this word came out, something appeared in their minds - the peach wood sword in the first secret room!

Koo Hsingci did not know what the system meant by reminding them of the time. The coffin was right in front of him, and now he finally understood.

Koo Hsingci thought of the peach wood sword that he had personally taken off and hung on it. He raised his head and looked at the string, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"This..." Koo Hsingci looked at the door behind him. "It will be too late to go back once, right? Besides, this damn place doesn't seem to give us a way back."

"It's useless even if we keep it." Silk String sat on the coffin and said, "We definitely won't have enough time to go back and forth. Besides, the female ghost is still here. If we take the peach wood sword, the skull will attack. Even if there is only one side, we still don't have enough time."

Speaking up to this point, he let out a long sigh. "This is truly a mistake that will bring thousands of years of regret!"

Koo Hsingci felt a little sorry for him. "See, I told you that I was very unlucky. I thought I was quite lucky when I matched you. Now it seems that... I should be more confident in my bad luck."

"Don't say that." Silk String patted the coffin and motioned for him to sit down. "The system hasn't announced the end of the game. Maybe there will be a turn for the better. I said I was lucky. You should rest for a while and wait for the ghost girl in the morning to come. At least we can have a fight."

Koo Hsingci really went to sit down. "With your attitude, you must have done quite a lot of Instance Dungeons, right?"

" It's alright. "Silk String bent one of his legs and stared at the coffin lid." I've made it through a few. It's so difficult, but I haven't met many of them. "

As he spoke, his heart twitched. If it wasn't for acting for him, that female ghost would have torn him apart in no time!

An alternate account is trouble!

Koo Hsingci subconsciously looked at his abdominal muscles that were moving up and down because of his bent legs. The lines on his entire body were very well-proportioned, no more, no less. It made people see a bit of the beauty of the sculpture.