Xin Zhixia didn't know whether it was because of the firelight or some changes in the body itself.
After all, according to normal theory, the body does gradually become sallow after death.
Because people cannot replenish water after death, the epidermis of the corpse becomes dehydrated, and the skin becomes dry and stiff, forming yellowish brown, waxy yellow or dark brown changes.
If it lasts longer, it may even turn yellow-purple.
It comes from the fact that the human body itself contains various pigments. If they are quickly oxidized after death, the corpse will also show different colors.
However, to support the above theory, we need to look at how long it takes for a person to die.
After a short period of thinking and analysis, Xin Zhixia took two steps forward involuntarily.
Trying to go there and lift the white cloth to verify whether the dead bodies of the islanders still fit this theory.
Without sunlight for a long time, the skin of the islanders all turned sickly white.
After passing away, will he be like everyone else in the world?
However, Xin Zhixia had just taken two steps forward when a hoarse male voice appeared, blocking her progress.
"Leave, no passers-by are allowed here."
His voice was hoarse and his words were arrogant and unkind.
Xin Zhixia raised her eyes and saw a man wearing a homemade mask made of coarse linen.
It was said to be a mask, but in reality it was just a burlap square tied hastily.
Although the man's face was half covered, through his serious tone and very unfriendly eyes, she knew that the man's expression was also unkind at this time.
Xin Zhixia smiled awkwardly and stopped acting like a monster.
The NPCs on Wuwu Island are all evil. If they are angered again, who knows what will happen?
Take two steps back to show your innocence.
The man glanced at Xin Zhixia and couldn't help but look at Tristan.
"Old knight, how many times do you want me to say this again? Stop bringing passers-by here."
After a long while, for some unknown reason, he mumbled and added.
"Forget it, that's it anyway."
His tone was helpless, with a hint of talking to himself.
It's not respectful during the conversation, but the attitude is actually too good.
Xin Zhixia turned to look at Tristan, only to see that he had a dull expression and said nothing.
He doesn't respond or get angry, but he is quite imposing.
"Old Knight", "How many times again", "Another guide".
Three keywords triggered her association.
Tristan is a knight with a warm heart. He likes to guide all kinds of players and often brings them over to find out.
This made the staff at the crematorium impatient, but because of his status as a knight, he seemed a little afraid and helpless.
Xin Zhixia finished her thoughts and pulled her lips into a smile.
"Sorry, I don't know. Let's leave now."
After saying that, he took the initiative to turn around and walk towards the way he came from.
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After a small twists and turns, Tristan led Xin Zhixia towards the destination.
When passing by a courtyard, he pointed at the houses inside and took the initiative to introduce them.
"This is my home."
Xin Zhixia didn't know why, so she just nodded lightly.
The enthusiastic Tristan even took the initiative to share his home address with her.
It's really incredible.
But apparently Tristan thought this was a common occurrence.
With a calm expression, he slowly added a meaningful sentence.
"Other islanders would not allow passers-by into their houses."
Xin Zhixia understood what he meant instantly.
The implication is that passers-by may be allowed into his house.
Xin Zhixia retracted her previous statement.
What Tristan did really brought tears to her eyes.
In this innocent island where everyone is hostile to players, there is such a kind and enthusiastic NPC who not only lends a helping hand to her, but also introduces these things to her so thoughtfully.
It's such an honor.
Thinking of this, the smile on Xin Zhixia's face became more sincere and she responded: "Thanks for the reminder."
Tristan hummed softly and led the way in silence again.
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Even though the environment was dark and dark, Xin Zhixia still saw a huge building.
The huge body of the building was shrouded in darkness, exuding a cold air, and the shadow outline looked particularly hideous and terrifying.
There is only one torch burning on the path ahead, illuminating the world.
Such a scene reminded her of the room where she first woke up on the Charles Merchant Ship.
There is a very similar tapestry there.
Now, these two images overlap.
Tristan held an oil lamp in his hand and pointed far ahead with his withered hand.
"That's the Leviathan Church."
It wasn't until she was now approaching her destination that Xin Zhixia suddenly realized that Tristan had said he was on the way, but in the end, he had sent her directly near the Leviathan Church.
Every time Xin Zhixia comes into contact with NPCs, he always has some small purpose.
For example, obtaining information from NPCs, or gaining favorability from NPCs, the ultimate goal is nothing more than to dig items from them.
Compared to other NPCs, he is arrogant and rarely offers help.
The Tristan in front of him had a cold face and a warm heart, and he was very proactive in helping him.
She was quite touched.
Xin Zhixia held the Sword of Judgment, bowed slightly, and performed a less than standard knightly salute.
Take pictures of cats and tigers.
It imitates the gesture of the knight saluting Tia in the [Burt Village] copy.
According to normal etiquette, this courtesy is considered to be performed by a subordinate to a superior with a distinguished status, and should not appear here with her and Tristan.
But at this moment, she was truly grateful to Tristan.
"Thanks for showing the way."
The light in Tristan's eyes flashed away, and when Xin Zhixia straightened up, only indifference remained.
"You're welcome, passerby."
After watching Tristan turn around and leave, until the light of the oil lamp disappeared at the end, Xin Zhixia turned her gaze to the [Leviathan Church] again.
Then he locked on the target, exhaled a breath, left the path, and went into the forest next to him.
Even though she was fed up with the hostility from different races and desperately wanted to meet players of the same kind, she still couldn't let her guard down and fall into the passive side.
After stumbling and groping forward in the darkness, Xin Zhixia finally stepped into the scope of [Leviathan Church].
Instead of walking into the church, he carefully concealed himself and walked around to observe the church.
There are many trees on the outside, faintly surrounding the church.
Although the interior of the church was not brightly lit, the flickering candles still provided light.
At this time, chatter was heard in the church.
"All players can receive the information, and they started to distribute the rules only after knowing that everyone must gather together. So, how can there be such a selfish person, and he still hasn't gathered here yet?"
A very loud, slightly harsh male voice came out, his tone full of complaints and dissatisfaction.
"ah--"
Not far away, a crow made a rough hissing sound, fluttering its wings and flying away from the tree branch where it stood.
Xin Zhixia stumbled in shock and made a slight sound.
Hearing the sound, she hid behind the nearest tree and observed the situation inside through the light coming from the window.
Three men and one woman.
There were only four people.
