Chapter 87

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Tang Ning's heart skipped a beat, scared almost to the point of dropping the relic in his hand.

The half-cut relic was exceptionally eerie, with its eye sockets moving just like those of a paper doll, spinning around oddly. The liveliness in the movement of the eyes didn't belong to the living; instead, it was filled with an eerie, ghostly aura.

Because of its eerie nature, Tang Ning even had the illusion that he was holding half a human head, no, a half head!

The increasingly heavy relic drained Tang Ning of his strength, making it impossible for him to continue. He couldn't even straighten his back, his neck bending slightly as if carrying a heavy burden. This posture allowed him to see more abnormalities on the relic: not only were the eyeballs moving, but the mouth was also constantly opening and closing, as if saying something!

"What's wrong?" came Lin Yun's inquiry.

"The relic seems to be speaking," Tang Ning trembled.

The half-mouth of the relic kept moving, and Tang Ning couldn't understand lip reading, but he could sense that Tang Xianheng was trying to convey some message to him.

"What is it saying?!" Han Ankang asked.

"Can I turn around?" Tang Ning asked uncertainly.

"Don't turn around, carry the relic on your back," replied his teammate.

Hearing his teammate's words, Tang Ning carefully moved the relic. It was too heavy, and Tang Ning had to exert some effort to put it on his back.

For a moment, no one spoke. Everyone seemed to be trying hard to decipher the words on the relic.

Tang Ning's posture was simply too tiring, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can any of you make out what it's saying?"

Still, no one answered.

Tang Ning felt a bit panicky, his voice strained as he said, "What's wrong? Why isn't anyone speaking?"

"It's saying—" Gong Yun's low, icy voice cut in, "Wrong."

"Wrong? What's wrong? Was the person buried wrong?" The three simple questions uttered by Gong Yun sent shivers down everyone's spine.

Tang Ning now understood why the other players weren't speaking. It wasn't that they couldn't decipher it, but because Gong Yun was standing among them.

When Gong Yun entered the memorial hall earlier, the relic fell from the spirit table, knocking over the eternal lamp. At that moment, players speculated whether this abnormal occurrence was a reminder from Tang Xianheng. But what was he trying to remind them of?

Was Tang Xianheng warning them about a wrong marriage?

"Haha, what's right or wrong about it." Han Ankang laughed dryly. "Come on, let's quickly lay the old man to rest."

"Yes," Lin Guijing echoed.

Han Ankang and Lin Guijing didn't want to delve deeper. They just wanted to complete the mission. As long as Tang Xianheng's burial was successful, they could leave this game. For them, using the power of the ghost groom was the greatest assurance. Bearing some risks was understandable, after all, there were no free lunches in this world.

Moreover, the biggest risk didn't fall on them. It had always been the newcomer who interacted with the ghost groom. The one who got married was the newcomer, and if there was indeed a mistaken marriage, marrying a vengeful ghost and constantly relying on the ghost's power, leading to an irreversible downfall—

It would still be the newcomer player.

"What does it have to do with them anyway?"

"Oh?" Gong Yun asked lightly, "Not going to check again?"

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