Fire Game

Erhu's death shocked the whole village.

Ye Xin, who was walking back, saw villagers in twos and threes passing by him, rushing to the direction of Erhu's house.

Ye Xin, who was facing the opposite direction, seemed out of place.

Suddenly.

Ye Xin's footsteps paused, and she slowly turned her face to look forward to the left.

Under a tall and thick ginkgo tree, there was a woman standing with long hair covering her face, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but the gorgeous dress on her body was particularly dazzling.

She seemed to be staring at Ye Xin.

Just now at the entrance of Erhu Courtyard, Ye Xin, who felt that someone was watching him, stopped completely.

Two other villagers passed by, but they didn't seem to be able to see the happy woman under the tree not far away at all. They walked away without looking sideways.

After a brief "look at each other", the woman in Xifu slowly turned around and walked towards the east.

Ye Xin took a light breath, pursed her lips, looked at the unreal back of the woman, stood there for a moment, and raised her heels.

Gradually.

Ye Xin came to the secluded end of the village.

This time, no one came out to stop him. Erhu, who stopped him last time, was already dead.

The woman in Xifu in front walked unhurriedly at a constant speed and walked out of the village just like that.

For any normal person, at this time, he would definitely pull back from the precipice and find his way back, but Ye Xin was not a normal person.

He kept silent and continued to follow.

After passing through a rugged stone road, the vision suddenly became clear. On both sides, there were layers of fields, and some basic vegetables were planted. These should be the capital for the survival of the village.

I have to admit that Ye Xin at this time looked a bit like the idiot in a foreign crime movie.

Of course.

If there were bystanders, they should only be able to see Ye Xin.

More than ten minutes later, Ye Xin crossed the cultivated field, and a raised hillside came into his sight.

Looking around, there are dozens of small earthbags standing on the hillside, densely packed.

Ye Xin finally stopped.

Although the perception of emotions is weaker than that of ordinary people, at this moment, he can't guarantee what he will experience if he continues to move forward.

The woman in Xifu didn't seem to notice his hesitation, or perhaps didn't notice him following at all. She kept her figure and walked away in the soft morning sun.

At the moment when the brilliance was about to disappear completely, Ye Xin finally took another step forward.

"pattering..."

The sound of the water flow is as crisp as a silver bell, and it floats into the ear like a silk thread.

There is actually a shallow stream here, crystal clear.

The woman in Xifu finally stopped and squatted by the stream, as if admiring the face in the water, her long black hair poured down, almost touching the ground.

In the deep mountains where you can't even hear the chirping of birds, a few butterflies flew from somewhere.

They flapped their colorful wings and stopped on the shoulders of the woman in the wedding dress, forming a strange and beautiful scene in the mountains and clear springs.

Rao was Ye Xin, and he couldn't help being slightly absent-minded.

But in just a blink of an eye, the butterfly and the woman were all scattered and disappeared, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Ye Xin walked over quickly, only to realize that the place where the woman squatted just now also had a small dirt bag, but it was blocked just now.

What was different from what I saw on the hillside before was that there were two wooden signs stuck on this small dirt bag.

Just like the girl in wedding dress just now, Ye Xin slowly squatted down, kept a straight-up posture, and stared at the two names on the wooden sign.

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"This time the ghost is too perverted, isn't it?"

Zhou Like, who returned to his yard, was still nauseous, but felt that the acid water was rushing upwards.

"Murdering is just a no-brainer, is it necessary to be so cruel?"

At this time, he finally realized that he had always overestimated his ability to bear.

In his horror novels, it is not that he has not written similar **** scenes.

But fantasy and reality are two different things after all.

Dismemberment and head cutting are just two words in the text. There is no pressure to write, but in reality, the meaning is very different.

"Don't you write horror novels? That's all you have the guts?"

Fatty Jin, who finally got the chance, sneered.

Zhou Like is struggling with nausea and vomiting, how can he have the energy to argue with him.

"Why did the villagers die?"

Shen Zhenggang frowned deeply, very incomprehensible.

They are players.

Li Gui's target should be them.

"Although it's not clear what's going on, it might be a good thing for us."

Just now, Wang Wangdao, who shocked three or four villagers with his own strength.

Except for Fatty Jin, who looked puzzled, the rest of the people understood what he meant.

If Li Gui kills people indiscriminately, then their risk will be reduced, and they will be shared by the villagers.

"not that simple."

Luo Jinghua, who was almost controlled by the villagers, frowned and said with a worried look, "That deceased was not necessarily killed by a ghost."

"Why isn't it a ghost?"

Fatty Jin immediately refuted: "You didn't see that Kou Chen found a butterfly paper-cut at the scene? And Ye Xin has also seen the ghost of Hu Die. The fact is very clear that it is Hu Die's grievance that is taking revenge on this village!"

"Only a piece of paper-cut ~www.readwn.com~ can you arbitrarily conclude that ghosts are killing people?"

The Roy looked at Fatty Jin indifferently.

"That butterfly, I can cut it out. According to what you said, as long as I want to, I can kill someone in the village and throw another butterfly, and I can plant it on the ghost at will?"

Fatty Jin was speechless for a moment. Facing Roy's sharp eyes, he unconsciously felt guilty, and he murmured, "That's not a ghost... Who would be so cruel? Smashed his head."

Roy clenched his hands tightly, still unwilling.

Just now, if she could touch the corpse and enter the scene, maybe she could find some more clues, so as to determine whether it was a ghost trying to kill her, or someone pretending to be a ghost.

But the village chief didn't give her a chance at all.

Damn.

"Ms. Luo's analysis also makes sense. According to what I saw just now, the deceased was probably killed by someone hitting the head with a blunt object."

Gao Fuwen nodded.

"I'm about to be stunned by you guys. There will be people and ghosts for a while. So, what about the surnamed Zhen? Did the people kill him or the ghosts killed him?"

No one responded to Fatty Jin.

"This time, I'm afraid it will be more complicated than we imagined."

After a moment of silence, Shen Zhenggang felt it.

Gao Fuwen nodded silently, deeply agreeing.

"Hey, haven't you found a problem?"

Zhou Like suddenly spoke up.

Everyone sees it.

"Where's Ye Xin?"

Zhou Like said in surprise: "He was the first to go out just now, why did he disappear?"

A word awakens the dreamer.

Several people looked around subconsciously, and their expressions all changed.

Yes!

Where did Ye Xin go? !

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