Nothing happened on the way down the mountain, and Fangzheng entered the small mountain village at the foot of the mountain smoothly.
However, as soon as we entered the village, the village was unexpectedly lively. Many villagers were coming and going, and it looked like a normal village, not an empty village.
This time is different from the empty cities I have encountered in the past.
Fangzheng thought, the appearance of these villagers was due to the needs of the plot in Li Sishui's memory
Along the way, these villagers could see him, but he, an outsider, did not attract too much attention from the local villagers... It should be because I have a soul lamp on me, so I was not rejected by Li Sishui's memory world. The only plausible reason I can think of.
And the most important thing is that these villagers can't see the soul-inducing lamp and soul fire on his body, and no one has noticed his abnormality.
"I remember Li Sishui's home is at No. 136 South Road..."
Fangzheng followed the direction guided by the soul lamp, and recalled the address of Li Sishui's home mentioned in the file. He seemed to be on his way to Li Sishui's home.
As he walked, Fangzheng walked into a small alley.
On both sides of the alley are newly built small rural buildings of three or four floors.
There is also a stinky ditch in the alley, and the ground is covered with garbage and sewage, exuding a stench.
As Fang Zheng was walking, suddenly, an old woman with white hair walked out from behind a dark corner in the alley, walking in front of Fang Zheng.
The old woman was bent over and hunchbacked, like a dying old man, moving slowly, walking tremblingly and strenuously, with a bamboo basket covered with white cloth strips in her hand, very ordinary, very simple countryside Old man dress up.
Fangzheng looked up at the old woman's back, and there was some thought in his eyes. He was not in a hurry, and slowly followed behind the old woman, without urging the old woman to make way.
The old woman hunched over and moved slowly. Suddenly, she accidentally fell to the ground, and the bamboo basket in her hand also fell to the ground.
"Old man, are you okay?"
Fangzheng reached out to help the fallen old man, but his eyes were on the thing that fell out of the basket, a puppet female doll with double ponytails stitched all over.
Just as Fangzheng was helping the old man, slap, the old man's palm suddenly grabbed Fangzheng hard, and the palm was very cold, like ice cubes against the skin.
"Have you seen my good granddaughter?"
"She's only five years old."
Um
There was no fear in Fangzheng's eyes, and he raised his hand and pointed at the puppet girl who fell out of the basket and was stained with sewage from the stinky ditch, and said, "Old man, isn't your granddaughter right there?"
"Have you seen my good granddaughter?"
"She's only five years old."
The old man still repeated the same words, and did not follow Fangzheng's finger to look at the puppet girl on the ground.
"Old man, it's useless for you to keep grabbing me. You might as well look back first, is that your granddaughter?" Fangzheng continued to ask the old woman to look back at the puppet girl on the ground behind her.
But the old man didn't listen to Fang Zheng's words at all, her palm was still firmly grasping Fang Zheng's wrist, and she kept repeating the same words.
The old man's hands are very cold, not ordinary cold, but very, very cold. Standing next to the old man is like standing at the air-conditioning outlet of a high-power air conditioner. The air is very cloudy...
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
Suddenly, a dense layer of ape hair began to grow rapidly on Fangzheng's wrist, which had been firmly grasped by the old man.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a strange sound of broken bones and the muffled sound of flesh and blood colliding in the small alley.
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
Fangzheng dropped the headless corpse with its head hammered open in his hand, the ape hair on his body quickly receded, and then bent down to pick up the puppet girl that fell aside.
As soon as he grabbed the puppet, Fang Zheng felt a strange feeling in his hand.
Soft
It seems that in the body of this puppet girl with double ponytails, it is not cotton wool, but real flesh and blood
Tear!
Without hesitation, Fangzheng tore the puppet open, and a whole dead cat body fell out.
Since ancient times, cats have always been regarded as the psychic creatures closest to hell, no matter in the East and the West, or in ancient Egypt. She actually sewed a cat's corpse into a puppet. This old lady must have been sick with grief during her lifetime. When people get old, they become a little mentally abnormal.
"I was attacked as soon as I came here. Is this exposed from the very beginning? The first guy who was sacrificed to heaven, what did he do here to make me exposed as soon as I came in?"
Fangzheng threw away the puppet and wild cat corpses in his hands, and couldn't help complaining, while continuing on the road to Li Sishui's house, without staying in place too much.
However, Fangzheng also quickly figured out that exposing himself so quickly was not all a disaster.
If it is exposed from the beginning, although it may be more dangerous, it will also reveal more flaws and clues, good and bad depend on each other.
…
Ten minutes later.
Li Sishui's home.
This is a very ordinary farmyard. When Fangzheng came to the door of Li Sishui's house, he happened to see two villagers walking out of Li Sishui's house with apologetic faces.
It was Zhao Yongda and Huang Jianan who frightened Li Sishui to the point of spraining his feet on the mountain before.
When the two walked out of the courtyard gate of Li Sishui's house, they happened to meet Fangzheng, but they only took a few more glances at Fangzheng before they separated from each other and left in a hurry.
It seems that they have gone home.
Don't disturb the peace of the world of the dead, don't try to influence the direction of the story or the plot, this is a taboo, because no one knows what unknown changes will happen.
This is the spiritual world after death.
In case of changing the direction of the plot, causing memory disorder, or causing the world to be rejected or collapsed, no matter which point is the consequence, it will be unimaginable.
All he has to do is to keep calm and investigate the truth of the incident.
Instead of participating in the plot.
Therefore, Fangzheng finally interrupted the idea of contacting Li Sishui. He planned to find a place where he could monitor Li Sishui all the time and wait for the next memory plot to unfold smoothly.
At the same time, his eyes pondered.
Where are the other participants hiding now
Are you watching him, a contender for the place in the blessed place, nearby
As soon as Fangzheng thought about it, he discovered that he actually had the potential of a crow's mouth, because there were three people who were as green as him, standing on the roof of the houses in three directions, each representing the forces from the three parties, different from each other. touch.
"Don't mess around!"
"Don't try to change the fixed plot development in the memory of the dead!"
"There's already a fool who nearly killed us all!"
The three of them were condescending and gave Fang Zheng a serious warning in a bad tone.
Fangzheng stood on the flat ground, looking around at the three people on the roof who were overlooking him from a high position, their eyes narrowed, and there was a cold light shining.
The attitude of the three of them who think they have everything under control is really annoying.
Unexpectedly, he had such a cold relationship with his competitors from the very beginning, and he would come into contact with them so quickly.
(end of this chapter)