Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

Half a day ago.

The handsome uncle finished reading the information passed by [Theatre Yellow Seal].

At the same time, he had an extra backpack on him.

It contains cameras and compiled files of missing persons.

In a mere small village, more than thirty people are missing?

The scale of Zangling Village is not large. The total population of the village may be less than 300 people, but one-tenth of the population suddenly disappeared, as if they disappeared from the world.

This is definitely a big event that shocks the whole village.

Moreover, in the list of missing persons, except for some children and the elderly, the vast majority are young adults.

Judging by their age, perhaps these people have already started a family.

It's a devastating blow to the family.

Sighing, the handsome uncle prepared himself mentally in advance.

However, when he followed the list to find the former residence of the missing person, intending to conduct a profound and tear-jerking follow-up report, what he saw and heard made him feel doubly surprised.

Even felt a bit chilly.

Forget!

Relatives have completely forgotten about the missing person, as if the person never existed.

Even if he showed photos of the missing persons, the eyes of these relatives were still cold.

It took nearly two hours to visit all the relatives of the missing persons, but the situation was exactly the same.

You may have been very enthusiastic a moment ago, but once you mention the missing person, you will instantly become indifferent.

The handsome uncle said with a wry smile.

Is it possible that he was hypnotized?

What kind of method can hypnotize the whole village? I specifically asked a few neighbors to find out, but they had no idea about the missing persons.

Zhu Zheng raised his eyebrows: Is it possible that I was coerced, so I deliberately hid it from you?

He thought of the funeral ceremony.

Maybe the mysterious disappearance is related to the burial ceremony.

Great, besides the paper bride, he has another clue.

Maybe. Anyway, I will continue to investigate.

The handsome uncle raised his hand and looked at the time.

It's getting late, you should go back.

This is my temporary rented residence. If you need help, I can assist you as long as it does not affect my plot.

Although I don't know what the script you got is, but judging from your character background, the plot mission should not conflict with me.

What we need to be wary of in this play are the actors who play the villagers.

I don't know why, but this village feels very dangerous to me.

Zhu Zheng nodded and agreed.

No problem. If I find any information related to missing persons, I will tell you.

Obtaining two clues and reaching a verbal agreement with the handsome uncle can be regarded as a fruitful harvest.

Leave the room.

Just as he was walking on the country road and heading back to his room, he suddenly felt a strange sense of peeping.

Cold, slimy, and full of malice.

Zhu Zheng stopped.

Although he is not an extraordinary person with the gift of perception, the super physical quality possessed by Anna's body still allows him to be keenly aware of abnormalities.

Looking around, he soon discovered the source of the peek.

This is a shop converted from a cottage.

The facade is old and the sign is so damaged that it is completely unrecognizable.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Zheng walked straight to the front of the store.

The door was unlocked, and there was a gap in the middle. It seemed that someone had just peeked out through this gap.

Zhu Zheng was not polite and opened the door directly.

There were still several figures whose faces were unclear standing in the darkness.

As the door opened, the feeling of being watched intensified.

No, it's not just those figures, eyes seem to be projected from all directions.

Goosebumps appeared on the back of my neck.

Zhu Zheng was panicking in his heart, but he didn't show any fear on the surface.

After coughing slightly, Zhu Zheng whispered: Hello, a piece of paper money fell at the door. I wanted to ask if it was you who dropped it.

No one responded.

Zhu Zheng did not leave, but stood at the door of the shop, squinting and looking into the room.

The eyes gradually adjust to the darkness.

This is a very messy room.

Various types of urns and blank spiritual tablets are placed on the cabinets placed against the wall.

Various cardboard boxes were scattered on the ground, containing paper money, ingots and other items.

The figure in the darkness is a life-size paper man.

However, their faces are lifelike and they are all covered with clothes. At first glance, they look almost exactly like real people.

This appears to be a funeral parlor.

Based on the furnishings in the room, he concluded that this was a funeral parlor that specialized in serving the dead.

A soft cough came from the darkness.

Then, an old woman with a slight stoop and a silver hair came out of the darkness. She was limping and pushing a paper figure with difficulty, trying to transport it to another corner of the room.

Little girl, maybe it's the money I dropped. Put it on the table.

Ahem.

Come and do Grandma a favor. Grandma is old.

As the old lady appeared, the strangeness in the room disappeared.

Zhu Zheng was silent for a moment, then with a smile on his face, he stepped into the room.

As he got closer, he could clearly see the appearance of the paper man next to the old woman.

This is a tall, model-like female paper doll, wearing a slightly revealing tube top T-shirt and low-waisted jeans.

Grandma, let me help you.

Reach out and touch the paper man.

In an instant, in addition to the unique rough touch of paper, there was also a cold feeling like touching ice.

And when moving the paper doll, you can also notice the abnormality in the weight of the paper doll.

heavy.

This gave Zhu Zheng a strange feeling, as if the man in front of him was not a paper man at all, but a dead body.

Grandma, how do you make these paper figures? They feel so real.

Zhu Zheng said something smoothly.

The old lady's voice was a little hoarse: These paper figures were not made by my grandmother, but grew by myself.

Zhu Zheng asked curiously: Did you grow it yourself?

These paper figures are actually living people... However, they offended Lord Burial and were cursed by Lord Burial, so their bodies slowly stiffened and turned into paper, and finally turned into paper figures.

These paper figures are temporarily placed here with Grandma. When the official day of the burial ceremony comes, they will be taken over and burned to apologize to Master Burial Master.

Zhu Zheng glanced sideways.

In the darkness, the old woman's face had an unspeakable spooky look.

Zhu Zheng withdrew his hands as fast as lightning, pretending to be frightened, with a fearful expression on his face.

Ha ha.

Suddenly, the old grandma laughed: Forget it, I won't scare you anymore. In fact, grandma was just deceiving you. These are grandma's ancestral skills. If you don't believe me, look at it.

While talking, the old woman pulled out a kitchen knife from somewhere and slashed the paper man in the chest.

The knife edge instantly cut through the paper man's skin and penetrated deeply into his chest.

The paper man is hollow inside, so naturally no blood flows out.

However, Zhu Zheng keenly noticed that the expression on the paper man's face changed.

It turned from extreme horror to an expression of pain.