Fire Game

Although the people in this village are not very friendly, they still understand the basics of hospitality.

At noon, Miss Ying'er brought some food to the tour group.

In the deep mountains and wild forests, there are naturally no delicious delicacies, and the barrenness and backwardness of this village are obvious to all.

The food that Ying'er brought was just some coarse grain flatbreads, steamed buns, and boiled eggs, all of which could only be eaten.

Of course.

In extraordinary times, tour groups are not qualified to be picky about food and lodging, and they are satisfied if they can fill their stomachs.

"Miss Ying'er, is it convenient to ask you a question?"

Ying'er put down the food and turned to leave, but Zhou Like stopped her.

Ying'er turned her head and said, "What's the problem?"

Zhou Like held a steamed bun in his hand and deliberately asked in a low tone, "Is the village...is it haunted?"

Ying'er's eyes changed slightly, and her face suddenly turned cold.

"Who told you that?"

"Just say yes, right? You have chicken blood spilled on the door of every house, is it just to resist unclean things?"

Ying'er pursed her lips and did not answer. She looked around the tour group, and then looked at the corpse that was brought into the house.

"This is our village's business, and it has nothing to do with you. You'd better not meddle in your own business."

"Miss Ying'er, what you said is wrong."

Zhou Like immediately said: "Why is it none of our business? This involves the personal safety of all of us. If there is really something unclean in the village, you should tell us clearly, so that we can take precautions. , Look, our friend died tragically here the night before he entered the village. The village chief said to help us investigate, but we didn't see any action..."

"I told you, don't go out at night."

Ying'er looked blankly at the corpse on the ground. The implication was that Zhen Zhibing's death was self-inflicted.

"Hey, why are you..."

Zhou Like showed dissatisfaction, and was about to have a good fight with him, but Gao Fuwen held his shoulders.

"Miss Ying'er, I've caused you trouble."

Gao Fuwen gave Ying'er a friendly smile.

"I'll bring some chicken blood over later."

Leaving a sentence, Ying'er turned to leave and walked out of the house quickly.

In the yard, Fatty Jin, who was squatting there, was nibbling on steamed buns, and he was still cursing.

Apparently he was eating in the house where the corpses were piled up, and he couldn't eat it.

Ying'er glanced at him, kept walking, and quickly left the yard.

"Bring us chicken blood? What's the use of chicken blood? The people in this village are hopelessly ignorant. If there are real ghosts, can a little blood stop them?"

Zhou Like plausibly speaks volumes.

"People don't want to say it, so why can't you force them to say it?"

Shen Zhenggang was more composed, and said without rushing: "She should be the best communication person in this village. Offending her won't do us any good."

"Then what do you say now?"

Zhou Like, who had a Band-Aid on his forehead, looked around the crowd.

Fatty Jin was in the yard, Ge Rou was exhausted and hadn't woken up yet, so he didn't have to speak with any scruples.

"In the morning, Ye Xin and I surveyed the scene. Nine times out of ten, Zhen Zhibing's death was not man-made. That is to say, there are definitely ghosts in this village. If you don't think about countermeasures sooner, you don't know who will die next."

No one chatted up.

Zhou Like then looked at the Roy.

"Officer Luo, you are a police officer, can you advise everyone?"

"I'm a policeman, but not a Celestial Master."

Roy's cold response immediately choked Zhou Like to the ground.

indeed.

Comrade police officers are not omnipotent.

Depressed, Zhou Like picked up the steamed bun in his hand and took a bite.

"By the way, how did you get the wound on your head?"

Gao Fuwen looked curiously at the Band-Aid on his forehead.

"Forget it."

Zhou Like sighed, "It was smashed by some wild children in the village."

After eating two eggs, Ye Xin wiped her hands and picked up the hand-painted village map on the table.

"I go out for a while."

Without waiting for everyone to react, he walked out alone.

Several people watched him go out.

"Do you know what rank he is?"

Roy looked at Ye Xin's lonely back.

Zhou Like didn't react at first, until the other party turned to look at him, he realized that the police flower was talking to him.

"I don't know."

He shook his head.

"You know him so well, don't you know?"

Shen Zhenggang also looked over.

"Please, I only met him after entering the game. I haven't asked, so it's probably similar to me."

Zhou Like didn't take it seriously.

Roy frowned slightly, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

This young man was not only the only one among their players who chose to hide personal information, but also gave her a strange feeling.

As a police officer, she admits that she has unique eyesight, but the only thing is that she can't see through him.

This is something other players can't do.

Even Wang Wang, who is the highest rank, has probably figured out the character of the other person.

But this Ye Xin...

Maybe because of her career, she doesn't like this feeling of being out of control very much.

"I'll go out and have a look too."

Saying that, she also walked out~www.readwn.com~ and watched the two leave one after the other, while the others looked at each other silently, which was a bit strange.

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Holding Gao Fuwen's hand-painted map, Ye Xin groped for more than ten minutes, and finally came to Gao Fuwen's mouth, where the "eye of the acupuncture point" resides.

This is a small yard with some wild grass and wild flowers growing in the yard. It should have been uninhabited for a while.

The afternoon light was abundant, but not dazzling. I don't know if it was because of the iron lock hanging on the door that the yard looked a little desolate, even gloomy.

Ye Xin glanced around and made sure that no one was there, then walked in.

The weeds were trampled and soaked in the soil. Ye Xin walked to the door of the house leisurely, and took out a rusted key from his pocket.

This is the reward drawn from the lucky wheel after he cleared the novice book.

Although I don't know if it works or not, I can only try it now.

Ye Xin held the iron lock and inserted the key into the keyhole. The process went beyond imagination.

Slightly exerted force, only to hear a faint "click", the iron lock was actually successfully opened.

Rao was Ye Xin, and he was a little unexpected.

It seems that this reward is not as useless as it seems.

He took out the key again and put it back into his pocket carefully. Ye Xin took off the iron lock and gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak..."

I don't know how long the wooden door that has been sealed by dust slowly opened.

In an instant, Ye Xin only felt a chilly air pouring out of the room, making people shy away.

This door is like a dividing line, separating the light from the room.

Standing at the door for a while, Ye Xin stepped forward and stepped over the threshold. His figure escaped from the light and merged into the darkness.