First of all, eliminate Li Hongying's redundant imagination from the information obtained, then relatively objective information can be obtained.
"Which villager is Huzi? Maybe we can get in touch." Jiang Xiaoli rubbed his chin and looked at Wei Qianrong: "You take your coins and bet on anyone?"
"That's an ordinary copper coin." Wei Qianrong said, "I made up the effect. It must be cold just out of the bag."
Jiang Xiaoli: ...
Reluctantly, Jiang Xiaoli took Li Hongying out, intending to continue doing coercion and lure. As a result, when I went to find the villagers, I saw two men squatting furtively outside the walls of the villagers' houses, as if they wanted to steal the dried corn that the villagers had dried on the walls.
... It must be a player who is about to starve to death.
Jiang Xiaoli found the woman who was terrified by them for the first time, and asked several questions in succession without any answer. In the end, it turned out that the woman was a mute...a mute without a tongue. She could only utter monosyllabic squeaks, but couldn't communicate with Jiang Xiaoli and the others.
The woman looked terrified, and she didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Xiaoli and Li Hongying. No matter what Jiang Xiaoli said, she didn't respond, but trembled all over. There was no other way, Jiang Xiaoli had no choice but to give up. The male owner of this house has not come back yet, maybe he left the field, maybe he is somewhere else...
Jiang Xiaoli and Li Hongying left here and went to the village chief's yard. They were careful, and they were not noticed by the servants for a while.
"This village chief is really rich. Others can't afford to eat, but his family can still support his family." Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The problem is that the people in this village didn't protest or anything, obviously everyone was starving to death.
The yard of the village chief's house is no different from other people's houses, and everything looks normal. It's just that when Jiang Xiaoli and Li Hongying looked around, they found that there was a well in the front yard of their house, and there was also a well in the back yard. The well in the backyard seemed to have been sealed for many years, with large rocks on it, covered with ash and cobwebs.
There is a spotted red mark on the large stone that is pressed, and there are three traces on the edge of the stone, as if it has been scratched by some large animal. Jiang Xiaoli still wanted to get a closer look at the stone, but Li Hongying did hear the movement, carried Jiang Xiaoli and jumped up to the roof, and the next moment saw a group of family members rushing over. But because he didn't see anything, he hesitated and wandered around. Some even started to search the yard, as if they wanted to find someone.
was discovered? How was it discovered
... This backyard well is very special. Jiang Xiaoli silently remembered that Li Hongying left the yard with her in her arms, and as soon as she returned to the house, she saw the village chief leading a large group of villagers to a stalemate in front of their house.
The players in the rest of the house also came back, and some of them took the sheets and quilt covers brought by the villagers, as well as some sweet potatoes, corn and bacon. But some players didn't pick up, and the villagers and the village chief stood at the door and tried to persuade them to accept it.
"It's cold, you have come all the way here, don't freeze to death and starve to death. It's better to accept it." The village head said sincerely, and gave away the corn in his hand.
"We have brought luggage and food, which is enough. There is no need to trouble you." Wei Qianrong smiled and declined.
"This is our wish..." the village head persisted.
Almost every player who did not accept this scene was staged in front of the house, and the players who took the things next to them couldn't help but say: "Take it, why waste these things. This is normal." They think this is escape The materials distributed by the game are only given to them by the hands of NPCs. They even felt that the players who refused were hypocritical. They didn't want these, and they just waited to starve to death.
Jiang Xiaoli saw Wei Qianrong sigh, and then opened the door to show the village chief the mattress, bed sheet, duvet and pillow four-piece set they ordered today. And the newly purchased fruit on the coffee table that has not been eaten yet.
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The expression of the village head was particularly rich. He was silent for a long time, and took two steps back stiffly: "Hehe, so you guys...are all prepared, then, that's me bothering you. Then, the food..."
"We also brought our own food, sorry." Wei Qianrong refused again, and the village chief had no choice but to continue to persuade other players to get supplies.
Jiang Xiaoli came to the house, imitated Wei Qianrong and showed it to the villager, and the villager left with a basket of corn in his arms.
When the villagers dispersed, there were some players who wanted to come to the door to show their affection, but when Li Hongying stood at the door, those players didn't dare to approach them. As for Wei Qianrong... She tried to see if the players who had shown favors had any information, but when she found that those players had no valuable information, she closed the door.
"Is this a routine?" After everyone dispersed, Jiang Xiaoli and Li Hongying stopped by to sit with Wei Qianrong.
"Probably. If it's a gift from the game, it will be delivered during the protection period." Wei Qianrong said, "Of course, it may be because I'm thinking too much."
Facts have proved that Wei Qianrong didn't think too much.
When the baby cried in the middle of the night, Jiang Xiaoli and the others prepared to go to the river bank to find out. As a result, as soon as they went out, they found that the rest of the players—those who had received food and quilts—had red wind chimes hanging in front of their doors.
The specific function of these wind chimes is temporarily unknown, but Jiang Xiaoli thinks they are not a good thing. This is marked, right? The red wind chime... could be the target? Of course, it may also be the protected object, but this may be almost zero in escape games.
The three of them walked out of the village stepping on the moonlight, and found that every household—all the villagers had black wind chimes hanging in front of their doors.
As soon as the night wind blew, the wind chimes rang one after another, and passed down in an instant, until they reached the players' door. The sound and scene were terrifyingly eerie.
"I thought there would be watchmen in the village." Jiang Xiaoli didn't dare to look at those black wind chimes, although there were no traces of yin energy on them, they looked unlucky anyway.
"They are afraid of death, how could they come out at night." Li Hongying said so, walked to the door of a house and touched the wind chime with her hand. The sound of the wind chime suddenly couldn't keep up with the rhythm. It was just broken into powder.
Straits of black mist sprang out from the rest of the wind chimes, and then rushed towards Li Hongying... the door beside her. The black mist condensed there and turned into a new black wind chime.
Ringing, ringing, the breeze is still moving.
They couldn't figure out the function of this thing, and they didn't delve into it for the time being. Instead, they rushed to the Yingkui River outside the village.
Under the moonlit night, the river was full of ink. The miserable cry of the poor baby came from the river, and it spread far, far away. Wei Qianrong had a jade pendant on her body, and she took out the compass to defend herself. Jiang Xiaoli held an incense stick in one hand and a lighter in the other, ready to light it all the time.
"... Such a heavy Yin Qi." I didn't feel it during the day, but at night... the Yin Qi almost merged with the river water, and every drop of the churning river water contained a strong Yin Qi. Jiang Xiaoli's yin and yang eyes and left eye opened alternately, and there was almost no difference between the two views.
"A lot of ghosts." Li Hongying sighed, and when she turned her head, she saw the compass pointer in Wei Qianrong's hand tremblingly pointing to the big river. "They don't seem to be afraid of me."
"What?"
Li Hongying pretended to be listening, and said: "They are calling me a coward, and they want me to go down the river and fight with them. They want to swallow me."
How many resentful souls are there? ghost baby? Hundred? thousand? Or is it ten thousand
Countless, indistinguishable, countless corpses floated up and down with the waves of the river, and the Yin Qi intertwined and blended together, completely indistinguishable. This is the accumulation of year after year, the sin of generation after generation. In the long river of time, it was dyed black, and the sin would not fade, and it was left in this river forever.
"They're hating."
"I hate why they sank into the river and drowned when they just came into this world. They couldn't escape, unwilling and resentful, and wanted to bring more people to accompany them." Li Hongying looked at the Heihe and said with a slightly heavy voice.
"Accumulation over and over again." Li Hongying sighed, "But the ghosts here have probably lost their minds, and all they have left is hatred. Single and pure hatred and resentment."
"But they seem to be restricted by something and cannot go ashore." Wei Qianrong kicked a stone into the river and said. With such a lot of yin and resentment, although she is greedy for ghosts, if she really uses the soul-calling flag... the soul-calling flag will explode.
The cry pierced the eardrums. But it seemed that the only thing that came out was crying. They were already standing on the bank, but the things in the river could not come out to pull them down or attack them. Even when dealing with Li Hongying, they are using extremely naive aggressive methods to hope that Li Hongying will go down the river.
Li Hongying tried to communicate with the little ghosts in the river, but the only emotions expressed by those little ghosts were "hate", "resentment", "unwillingness", "killing" and provocations that wanted to provoke her to go to the river for a duel.
They're all sane ghosts. Li Hongying gradually became impatient, but she really couldn't handle this whole river of ghosts, so she could only shake her head at Jiang Xiaoli dejectedly.
"Then if I light a ghost incense, will they calm down?" Jiang Xiaoli was still not reconciled.
"They're all ghost babies." Li Hongying shook her head and said, "But this village... probably has more than one kind of ghost."
"Um?"
"The river god that protects the villagers is not these ghost babies, but the legendary black dragon. Whether the sacrifice... is to appease the ghost babies or to the black dragon to ask it to continue to protect the village is not sure yet, but there must be a girl in the village." It's a ghost. Otherwise, they wouldn't refer to that in their conversation, and they would be very afraid." Li Hongying also carried a stone into the river, and analyzed.
"We have to find out where the black dragon is. There are also ghosts in the village." Wei Qianrong said while playing with the compass. "Huzi... from this village? He might be tied up."
"What?"
"Didn't you say that if Huzi talks nonsense... or reveals something to us outsiders, the Holy Spirit will not let their family go? Then, in order to prevent Huzi from going crazy, the safest thing for their family is to lock them up " Wei Qianrong looked at Li Hongying and smiled, "Since this is the case... I can only trouble you."