"Rules of Burial": Was Expert Xu Xi Really Going to Sleep Already?

[Huh? Boss Xu Xi isn't planning on going out?]

I glanced around; Yu Hao and the others hadn't left.

Even 248 chose to stay safely in his room, probably because there's something really scary outside.

The young man on the screen heard the noise outside the door, but didn't even turn his head. He just stared intently at the flickering oil lamp on the table, his face showing no curiosity or interest.

"..." Ji Yang couldn't help but adjust his posture, his face showing a thoughtful expression.

Was his prediction wrong? Was the next piece of the young man's puzzle not the Shen Residence after midnight?

Or has the other party actually figured something out?

He could understand the choices made by the other players.

After all, given the lack of information, unclear rules, and the explicit warning that "you must not leave your room after midnight," rashly opening the door to investigate is highly likely not to yield clues, but rather to unwittingly step into a trap.

Therefore, they chose a more conservative strategy—to remain still and observe the situation first.

But Xu Xi... clearly, his previous actions weren't like this.

The other party's behavior is so unpredictable that you can never guess what their next move will be.

Ji Yang didn't think the young man was staying in the room out of caution or a desire for safety; in fact, he thought the opposite was true.

The other party's sudden rule seems to be based on some pre-existing judgment that it's better to stay put than to act, or that there's no need to go out at this time.

[Damn, thank Xu Xi didn't go out. Staying with that kid Hang Ze would never lead to anything good.]

[Hang Ze went out? I just saw him getting ready to sleep.]

[He was asleep, but was woken up by that Young Servant who wanted to avenge his brother. The two of them are still arguing in the room like the King of Qin circling the pillar.]

[And then he got himself out of the loop?]

[✓]

Ji Yang raised an eyebrow and quickly switched the screen.

--

Inside the Dungeon.

Xu Xi finally regained her senses.

I'm annoyed, extremely annoyed.

It feels like you've gathered all your strength, ready to smash open that wall, but you haven't even scratched off a single layer of plaster.

Feeling stifled, extremely stifled.

It appears to have Rollback, but in reality, it's constrained in many ways.

He stood up and walked towards the carved wooden bed inside.

To hell with chiseling the wall.

He wants to sleep!

After taking a few steps, Xu Xi suddenly remembered the teammate who wore an earring.

Since the Rollback returned him to the point before he left the room, it proves that if he went out, he would definitely die.

So...

Take care, buddy.

As Xu Xi passed the Dressing Table, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"..." He turned his head slightly and glanced at the bronze mirror on the platform.

His figure was vaguely reflected in the Mirror Surface, and he looked normal.

Xu Xi withdrew her gaze, walked straight to the bed, and lay down neatly.

Comfortable.

Let's talk about customs clearance tomorrow.

*

Xu Xi was completely bewildered.

He turned his head and saw that he was standing a step away from the Dressing Table.

"..." He remembered falling asleep quickly after lying down on the bed, right?

So what was triggered this time?

He just died in his sleep??

Tsk.

Irritable, extremely irritable.

Can't they even let people get some sleep?!

After thinking for a while, Xu Xi's gaze fell on the bronze mirror.

After much thought, he concluded that this thing was the most suspicious.

So, the viewers in the Livestream Room watched as the young man stopped abruptly just as he was about to reach the Dressing Table.

He neither stopped to examine it nor showed any sign of surprise. Instead, he simply and decisively picked up the bronze mirror from the Dressing Table, turned around, opened the door, and threw the mirror out with a flick of his arm.

He didn't even glance outside the door, as if he had simply tossed away a piece of trash that was in the way.

The door closed again, the young man clapped his hands, walked indifferently to the carved wooden bed with a blue gauze curtain, lay down fully clothed, and closed his eyes.

The entire sequence of movements was crisp, decisive, and even carried a hint of something indescribable... brutality.

[???]

[Did you just throw it out like that?]

[Okay, confirmed, there's something wrong with this mirror.]

[Why don't you tell us something that nobody knows?]

[Maybe he felt the mirror was in the way and was affecting his sleep? (Just kidding)]

[But Xu Xi already asleep?]

From the perspective of the comments section, it seemed as if the young man had deliberately waited until after midnight to confirm something, then, too lazy to stay up any longer, chose to rest instead.

But neither of them understood why the other had thrown the mirror away.

They only saw what happened to the other players after they switched perspectives.

[Holy crap, no wonder it's number 248, they're doing a physical exorcism!]

[Except for Xing Ge, who was keeping watch Hang Ze, who was trying to survive at the funeral hall, everyone else got infected.]

[But it's a little different; Shi Weiwei and Tang Shutong were attacked, but Yu Hao and Lin Zuo were unharmed.]

[I know why! The figures reflected in Shi Weiwei and Tang Shutong's bronze mirrors aren't them!]

[Yes, yes, those in Yu Hao and Lin Zuo's bronze mirrors are indeed them, only their actions are different.]

[But the situation that Yu Hao and Lin Zuo encountered was also very strange.]

[I think it's possible they haven't met the conditions to be attacked yet?]

[Hey everyone, head over to Hang Ze's Livestream Room! He'll give you an immersive, first-person perspective of the game!]