Li Hongying's illusory body, leaving only one hand to carry the "tiger" flew out of the yard. So in the eyes of outsiders, it is just seeing the tiger floating out of the yard with one hand... If the eyesight is not good, what you may see is the tiger floating out of the yard by itself.
"Tiger, Huzi... Huzi flew away?!"
The villagers exploded. Everyone was dumbfounded.
"What are you doing in a daze, chase!—"
A loud shout woke everyone up, so the villagers picked up their hoes and sickles and ran to the place where the tiger had drifted away—and soon found that the man was gone. Can't see it anymore.
"Damn it, let me say that this time the outsider is very evil! I have never had such a lot of trouble before!"
"It's over, it's over, the Holy Spirit will definitely be angry, this is only the first day!"
"Village chief, go find the village chief! Let's search the room where they live, Huzi must be there!"
…
A group of people bluffed and rushed towards the village chief's yard, and the yard door was opened before knocking. The village head looked solemn, and a bunch of people talked about things in a hurry, and then walked towards the player's residence in a mighty manner.
On the other side, Li Hongying met Jiang Xiaoli with the skinny tiger who almost fainted from fright. Then he went directly to the outside of the village, went to find Wei Qianrong and listened to Huzi's story together. After all, it is better not to go back to that house for the time being.
"Did that ghost reappear just now?" Li Hongying asked concerned.
Jiang Xiaoli nodded, "It's gone."
Hu Zi staggered and followed behind, a little at a loss. There was a red rope around his wrist, and his instinct made him not dare to run away. Moreover, he also saw that these people should be the people from other villages that the village has every year.
He... is actually a vested interest. But he actually disagreed with some things done by the village, but he didn't change anything, and he didn't try to fight or express resistance. His youthful throbbing was finally defeated by cowardice and retreat, watching the girl tied up and put on a wedding dress, and then thrown into the river, becoming the wife and offering of the river god.
And he just escapes, shuts himself in the house, and doesn't want to go out. He was brought up by an old father, and he knelt under the image of the Holy Spirit every day. His repentance and remorse had nothing to do with the Holy Spirit, but it was just year after year, and finally he became numb and only stiff.
"You...do you want to escape from the village?" Huzi watched them drag him out, and finally couldn't help but said, "Although you don't believe it, you can't escape here... There have been foreigners who have tried it before, maybe Because of the Holy Spirit, as long as you come in... it will be difficult to leave. Even if those outsiders lived in the future, they will disappear out of thin air."
Disappear out of thin air? Isn't that the clearance? Jiang Xiaoli shrugged, "We're not going to leave the village, we have a companion outside the village, and we plan to take you there before we start to extract confessions."
"Extorted confession? What do you want to ask? About the Holy Spirit?"
"About this village."
Huzi was a little stunned, and wanted to continue asking, but the red thread on his wrist suddenly burned. He gasped, and looked at the owner of the red thread—the "person" who seemed not to be trifled with, and had special abilities. , did not dare to answer.
Li Hongying's expression was normal, no one would know what she just did.
They walked along the river, but did not find any trace of Wei Qianrong. Shallow footprints could still be seen on the bank of the river. They walked all the way, but they still didn't see Wei Qianrong. What about people
The tiger behind trembled and was terrified of the river.
Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help asking: "Isn't there still the holy spirit you enshrined in the river? What are you afraid of?"
"But, but the holy spirit only protects us after accepting the offering..." Huzi stumbled a little, not sure if he was frightened. "Just restrict... those in the river, don't let them go ashore, and then protect us... so that the female ghost can't enter the house, and can't attack us..."
Speaking of this, Huzi glanced at Li Hongying cautiously: "You are so amazing, this is the first time I have seen... a person like you."
"It seems to me..." Li Hongying stopped and turned her head, showing a smile. She lowered her head, and when she raised her head, she looked like she was bleeding from all her orifices again. Fang Xiang smiled strangely, "... looks like a human?"
Huzi stared blankly at Li Hongying, and fell straight down the next second.
"Li Hongying!" Jiang Xiaoli felt helpless towards Li Hongying. Why does this guy have such a bad taste for teasing NPCs! They didn't get any information, what if the NPC was frightened to death... Jiang Xiaoli was so frightened that she stepped forward to look around Huzi, and checked for breath with trembling hands—fortunately, still alive.
Jiang Xiaoli hurriedly pressed Huzi Renzhong hard, strangled several times desperately, Renzhong was pinched red and Huzi didn't wake up. ... staring at Li Hongying.
Li Hongying had already returned to her normal appearance, she laughed twice, a little embarrassed. She pinched her cheeks helplessly, and said in a low voice: "He, he might be too tired, so, I couldn't help it... fell asleep? Sleep for a while, sleep for a while and you'll be fine."
—God, it will be fine if you sleep for a while!
Jiang Xiaoli found out that Li Hongying was really talented—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. She pressed her temples helplessly, "You carry him... Let's continue to find Wei Qianrong." This time the game is over, and she must return to reality! Be sure to let Li Hongying read more useful books, all domineering presidents and sand sculptures are strictly prohibited! Even if Li Hongying and Wei Qianrong are allowed to read the Book of Mountains and Seas and the Book of Supernatural Events together, it would be good.
Li Hongying nodded obediently, dragged her by the collar and continued to walk forward.
After a while.
"Here...what's the breath..." Li Hongying's expression froze and she became alert.
Jiang Xiaoli also saw the aura waving in the air, she couldn't tell what it was, but it wasn't pure Yin Qi, it seemed to be mixed with other auras - no matter what, it looked very ominous.
Holding the mahogany sword in his hand, Jiang Xiaoli began to worry about Wei Qianrong—that woman really found the Holy Spirit's lair, right? She won't be so stupid as to single out the boss alone! Oh my god, they're only here now, Wei Qianrong must be cold... The more Jiang Xiaoli thought about it, the more uneasy she became, she glanced at the unconscious Huzi, "Why don't you tie him up and throw him here first?" ?”
But it's also dangerous.
But going in with a tiger cub might be... more dangerous? After all, if you really encounter a big boss, it's hard to be scruples about this NPC. At this moment, Jiang Xiaoli really wanted to wake Huzi up and then frantically asked all kinds of weird things about this village to get the information out at once! She shouldn't! You shouldn't have thought about waiting for Wei Qianrong to be with you! Obviously Wei Qianrong looks so shrewd... Well, judging from buying all kinds of antiques, she doesn't seem to be very shrewd.
"Take it with you, trust me." Li Hongying wrote 'I can' and 'I'm strong' all over her face, "Wei Qianrong may not be in trouble."
Li Hongying insisted that Jiang Xiaoli didn't feel at ease throwing important NPCs on the ground, so he had to go in with Li Hongying to look for them.
In the eyes of Yin Yang, the air in this area is gloomy, like a heavily polluted industrial area. Jiang Xiaoli also felt a bit cold all over her body, the coldness was hardened to the bones, seeping from the clothes to the bones, like the cold winter in the south.
After walking a distance, nothing happened. But further away, a temple gradually appeared in front of him
The temple is not big, surrounded by four towering black pillars, with black dragon reliefs engraved on the pillars, the gate of the temple is open, and you can directly see the scene inside. This place seems to be rarely visited by people, and a thick layer of dust has fallen, but the black dragon sculpture in the middle of the temple is an enlarged version of the sculpture enshrined in Huzi's house. The sculpture is clean, and when you look closely, there is still a stream of light, as if it has been polished by someone. It doesn't fit in with the surrounding dust.
Very strange phenomenon.
What's even more strange is that there is still no Wei Qianrong here.
"You really came here." Just as she was wondering, Wei Qianrong panted and ran to the gate of the temple, with a helpless expression on her face, "As soon as I got back to the house, I saw a group of villagers wanting to search the house, saying that we players hid someone... I guessed that you succeeded. Then I thought that you might come to find me."
Wei Qianrong glanced at the black dragon statue, and then explained: "At first I thought that this sculpture would be the carrier of the Holy Spirit, but later I found out that it is not. It is just a simple sculpture, but the Holy Spirit probably can draw wishes from it." Strengthen yourself with things like power and faith."
"But this place is weird, don't you feel something is wrong?"
"Of course, this may be the largest sculpture. Moreover, a temple was specially built, and the black dragon will definitely pay attention to it. Therefore, it is normal to have a little breath." Wei Qianrong shrugged, guessing like this. She looked at the unconscious man who was being dragged by Li Hongying, "Is this the 'tiger'? You brought it here after being knocked out?"
Jiang Xiaoli hesitated to speak, but still didn't have the nerve to tell Wei Qianrong that Li Hongying fainted from fright. She nodded silently, "Can't you take this person back to the house for now?"
"Leave this area." Wei Qianrong glanced at the particularly vivid sculpture, "The black dragon may be related to the sculpture."
Jiang Xiaoli half-understood, looked at the silent Li Hongying, and nodded. The three of them left the area together. They didn't go back to the village. After thinking about it, they changed directions and walked towards the deserted forest near the village.
Jiang Xiaoli ordered a takeaway lunch, a package of rice rolls and hot pot. She chose a lot of ingredients and bought a table lit with alcohol blocks. They planned to eat hot pot here, after all, it was already noon.
—Huzi was woken up abruptly.
When I opened my eyes, the scary female ghost and the kind-looking girl sat opposite each other, and there was another girl who looked unfamiliar. They gathered around a stove, on which a large pot was steaming, and the pot was full of red oil, meat slices, and vegetables. The second Huzi woke up, he heard the sound of thunder coming from his stomach.
Now, is the treatment of being a ghost so good? Huzi swallowed, and even wanted to steal the food.