Padding King Yama’s Body Count

“Hurry! We need to get out too!” Seeing Yin Xiu standing still, the newcomer anxiously tugged at him.

Yin Xiu silently lowered the hand resting on his sword hilt.

Never mind. The instance had changed quite a bit since before; it was better not to rashly kill anything governed by its rules.

He could see how things went. If it needed killing, there’d be time; no need to rush.

“Let’s go.” Yin Xiu reined in his killing intent, turned, and strode straight in a certain direction.

“Where are we going?” The newcomer froze, then instinctively followed Yin Xiu, unsure where they could go in this fog.

Yin Xiu lifted his eyes and scanned the surroundings, searching for what looked like the biggest house in town.

The rules said they could seek help from other residents. Although that rule was written for the players themselves, it had to apply to this woman.

Seeing all the residents keeping their doors shut and refusing to take them in, he could be sure the houses were safe; otherwise, there wouldn’t be a warning to stay indoors as much as possible during the day.

Yin Xiu noticed that the house closest behind the statue was a wooden building standing two stories taller than the other houses in town. It looked quite old, patched up and marked by years of weather, yet still sturdy. Judging by its size and height, it seemed to serve more than just as a residence...