"Since the survival number is reset to zero, they will continue to fall into murderous opportunities. Even if the villagers are saved today, they may die tomorrow. It is obviously not cost-effective to rescue the villagers in the first three days." Zhang Minge said coldly, "The first three days It doesn't matter if he doesn't come, and we only need to understand the attack mode of the ghost, and that's enough. And if we're lucky, we can save a few innocent villagers."
Cheng Xin thought about it and thought it made sense, so he let Liao Guan go. And the driver, after rolling his eyes, decided to follow behind these two apparently reliable young men.
The team, reduced to five, headed for the second person—Wang Wei's house, but they were all empty in the yard. Neighbors told them: "Wang Wei went to the village chief's house early in the morning."
They had no choice but to go to the village chief's house again. Before entering the door, several people have heard Wang Wei's voice: "Village chief, you, you can save me! Damn, how did I know that there would be ghosts seeking revenge? If I had known earlier, I would not have accepted That money. But even if I took money from Wang’s family and connected the wrong wire, I can’t blame me for the explosion of the flour mill... Feng Ailing’s death deserves more than enough, but I, I’m only in my twenties. She is already fifty, and she has lived enough, but I haven't lived enough yet!"
His voice was so loud that everyone in the five-member team could hear him clearly. Chu Tianshu and Lin Huai looked at each other, and had a new guess about the truth of the flour factory explosion.
Although they had guesses in their hearts, the two still didn't show their feelings on their faces. After entering the door, Wang Wei slapped his thigh and immediately entangled the crowd: "It's like what you said, you must protect me!"
At his invitation, everyone came to his home. Compared with Feng Ailing, Wang Wei obviously cooperated a lot. After warmly inviting several people into the house, he ran up and down to light cigarettes and serve tea for several people. After distributing the cigarettes one by one, he asked seemingly unintentionally, "Why are there only five of you here? How about two girls?"
"Ruan Tian went out, Liao Guan was looking for her." Cheng Xin explained, "As for Yan Chuchu, I don't know what he is doing with Ji Nanquan."
"Oh..." Wang Wei showed a slightly distressed expression. He rolled his eyes and looked around a few people.
Cheng Xin is tall. The driver, a middle-aged man in the prime of life. Chu Tianshu...Although she looks lazy, she doesn't look too easy to mess with. Zhang Minge... has a bandage on his hand, does he have any ability
In the end, he fixed his gaze on the sick man sitting in the corner with a sick face.
… This one looks the best to handle. Wang Wei thought.
He turned his head, and his smile became more and more sincere.
At this time, Yan Chuchu and Ji Nanquan were on their way to Ying's house to search for props.
"Ruan Tian didn't come back last night." Yan Chuchu casually said to Ji Nanquan, "I don't know where she went."
"Ok."
Ji Nanquan answered absently, staring at Yan Chuchu's smooth wrist, his mind was full of yesterday's crystal bracelet.
...He naturally didn't give the bracelet to Yan Chuchu. Even, he has already had great doubts about the cooperation between the two.
Yan Chuchu acted as if nothing had happened, and she was even in the mood to make some nasty jokes with him on the way. The more she smiled, the more Ji Nanquan gritted his teeth.
'I have to keep an eye on her today. ' Ji Nanquan thought, 'I can't let her have another chance to take advantage of me! '
After making up the plan, they sneaked into the family's house while the five members of the Ying family were leaving. After rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a while, Yan Chuchu found two lackluster props in the big house. According to regulations, she kept one for herself and the other for Ji Nanquan.
Unexpectedly, when Ji Nanquan saw the props, he smiled lukewarmly. Yan Chuchu endured his eccentric attitude all morning, and couldn't help being a little annoyed: "You don't like this about you? How about we change it?"
"Hey, what a magnanimous look you put on!" Ji Nanquan sarcastically said, "Who knows how many things you have hidden in private!"
Yan Chuchu's face turned cold immediately. After arriving in the east room, she pointed to the bottom of the bed and said, "Go get it yourself, there is something under here."
"Why are you pretending to be noble?" Ji Nanquan snorted.
He got under the bed, and unsurprisingly found a hidden compartment under the bed, which contained a small prop. He opened the secret compartment, but his head bumped into another thing.
Ji Nanquan turned his face away, only to see a notebook next to the dark compartment, taped under the bed.
His heart skipped a beat. Under the light of the flashlight, he could clearly see the name on the cover.
—Chen Du.
"Ji Nanquan, are you alright?"
After hearing Yan Chuchu's impatient voice, Ji Nanquan tucked his notebook into his trouser waist and crawled out from under the bed in a panic. In order to hide his ecstasy, he deliberately put on an impatient voice: "I found it, I'll just give it to you."
With that said, he threw the props in Yan Chuchu's hands. Yan Chuchu looked at him suspiciously: "So refreshing?"
"Good men don't fight women." Ji Nanquan shrugged.
As he said that, because he was worried that Yan Chuchu would see the strange appearance of his abdomen, he rushed out of the room ahead of Yan Chuchu. However, Yan Chuchu's voice came from behind: "Your shirt is not tucked into your trouser waist."
Ji Nanquan froze for a moment, then he snorted and left directly.
Yan Chuchu stared at his back and narrowed her eyes.
She put her finger into her trouser pocket, and when she stretched it out, a small white paper crane flew out quietly. Without Ji Nanquan's knowledge, the Thousand Paper Crane landed on his shoulder, and the two black dots on his head quietly watched his every move.
The hour hand has passed nine, and in a blink of an eye, the day in the village has passed quietly. As usual, everyone was catching up on sleep one by one. Finally, Cheng Xin yawned and asked Lin Huai to change shift.
"Be careful." He specifically told Lin Huai, "In case of any special circumstances, don't go head-to-head, you know? Ghosts are not easy to mess with."
"I know." Lin Huai said, "I guarantee that I usually won't beat the other party to death, and I will keep someone alive."
Cheng Xin: "...you just blow it."
He went to the room where he slept. Lin Huai patted his legs and walked towards Wang Wei. Wang Wei was staring at the clock in the room. He had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him arrive, he immediately showed a joyful expression: "Brother Lin, you are here."
... Lin Huai always felt that this remark meant more than welcome, but he didn't think too much about it. He nodded briefly, then sat opposite Wang Wei, picked up his phone and started playing.
After the twentieth round of repeated watching, Wang Wei's trembling voice finally sounded in his ears: "Brother Lin, look behind the window behind you...is there a shadow?"
"Shadow? Is there any?" Lin Huai, who didn't feel the ghost at all, took off his earphones and turned his head away.
Outside the window behind him was nothing but night and street lights. Wang Wei's more eager voice came over: "There really are ghosts—if you don't believe me, look—"
His voice was so fearful and contagious, as if bewitched by him, Lin Huai turned around, leaned on the glass and looked out——
"—do you really..."
The next moment, a metal stick hit Lin Huai's head with strong wind!
Lin Huai didn't dodge or dodge, just fell down straight. Wang Wei was done, panting for breath while clutching the iron rod. After calming down his breathing, he didn't seem to think it was enough. While murmuring something, he approached Lin Huai: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I can't help it..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to feel for Lin Huai's pulse. Wherever his fingers touched, there was silence. So he dragged the other party's body from the main room to the backyard, looked left and right, and finally decided to bury Lin Huai in the straw pile first.
After throwing the pale and soft corpse into the straw, Wang Wei clasped his hands together and prayed to the sky: "Ghost Empress, Fierce Ghost Empress, I will kill the person you want according to the words on the note, Amitabha, Amitabha... "
After reading, he picked up the straw with peace of mind and prepared to cover the corpse. But what shocked him was...
The next second, the corpse actually opened its eyes!
He was so frightened that he dropped the straw in his hand and took two steps back. The corpse that was supposed to be dead rolled his eyes, and finally settled on his face: "Why don't you continue talking? What note, where did you put the note?"
"...Ghost, ghost... There is a ghost!"
"Speaking of which, you can be regarded as a villain anyway, why can't you even explain the cause and effect clearly." The corpse in the haystack slowly sat up, rubbed the back of his head, and muttered, "It was a beating for nothing... "
Before Wang Wei could scream, he was already strangled by the corpse. He was struggling violently due to lack of oxygen, but a piece of paper fell out of his pocket following his movements. The corpse threw away Wang Wei, picked up the note, unfolded it, and looked at it: "It's no use for me to act for you for so long, so it's because of this thing, tsk tsk tsk..."
"I... I don't know! I found the note at home, and the order and time of everyone's death match the one on the note! If I don't kill you, I will be the one who died!" Wang Wei said incoherently. Confidentially tell everything.
This person... this person is a ghost! Wang Wei thought desperately, he just chose the weakest person to attack, but why did it become like this
Lin Huai folded the note and put it in his pocket. Wang Wei was still lying on the ground, crawling out in vain, but a foot stepped on his hand, crushed it hard, and cut off all his way out.
Then, the devilish man squatted down and looked at his face seriously: "Are you afraid of being killed by a ghost?"
Under his gaze, Wang Wei nodded, then shook his head in panic.
"You... just let me go, you're still alive anyway, right?" In desperation, he brazenly begged for mercy, "You just don't remember villains, I promise, I fully cooperate, I still have a lot, a lot You don't know about the note... You said you wanted to protect me, didn't you? Even if you kill me, the task won't be completed... "
"What you said seems quite reasonable..." Lin Huai nodded, "And I did say that I won't let you be killed by the ghosts in the village..."
Wang Wei's eyes radiated hope, he struggled on the ground, and lobbied more strongly: "... Don't worry, I will help you, no one knows the things about the Ren family better than me, they..."
"—But I didn't say, I won't kill you?"
The next moment, Wang Wei felt a chill on his neck, and the next thing he heard was the sound of his own head falling to the ground. Lin Huai stared at his corpse, wiped the blood splattered on his face with distaste, and gently patted his head: "I can find as many sources as I like, good night .”
He closed his eyes for Wang Wei, who died with regret, and looked at the sky. After a while, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Come here! Come here! Wang Wei has been killed!"
The remaining four people hurried over, seeing the bloody scene in front of them, all of them stared wide-eyed. Chu Tianshu saw that Lin Huai was covered in blood, standing in front of Wang Wei, looking petrified, hurriedly ran up and down to check, and asked, "Lin Huai, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Lin Huai shook his head, "It's just that my head hurts..."