Situ Li put his hands down and glanced at the packages on their backs: "You want to escape?"

Rong Wang asked back: "Isn't it the same for you?"

Situ Li's glasses reflected a bright light: "Indeed, I just didn't expect that I was not the only one here to have this idea. I thought that everyone, like other residents, was preparing to wait for death at home."

While they were talking, Bai Qiuye noticed the mud on the tips of Situ Li's shoes, which looked like wet mud that had just stuck on.

Bai Qiuye asked: "Are you unable to leave anyway, and are you coming back here again?"

Astonishment flashed across Situ Li's eyes, and his previously calm expression was shattered: "Are you guys like this too?"

Rong Wangfu nodded as expected: "We tried it yesterday."

Situ Liao looked around, lowered his voice and said, "So we are trying to leave now, are we being watched?"

Bai Qiuye's heart tightened and she said, "How could it be possible? Those, uh, those things should only appear at night."

Rong Wang raised his forehead and said, "It's best not to mention this matter. Sometimes just mentioning it will create a very mysterious link."

"So amazing?" Situ Li said, "I didn't expect you, a farmer, to know so much."

Rong Wang said politely: "I only understand a little bit."

Situ Li said: "That's better than a butcher like me who only knows how to kill pigs and cows."

When people in the live broadcast room saw the three of them meeting, they thought it was another chance to wake up.

However, when they discovered that Situ Liu had devoted himself wholeheartedly to his identity as a butcher, had forgotten all his past experiences, and had absolutely no doubts, everyone didn't know what to say for a while.

[Not to mention their own memories, they didn't even realize that a full day was only four hours long.]

[No matter what, at least they are not dead yet.]

[I don’t know what conditions they have to meet before they can leave this state.]

[Speaking of which, there are no tasks in this copy.]

[Is this the special nature of purgatory...]

While there was a lot of discussion in the barrage, Situ Li joined Bai Qiuye's team.

After discussing it, they decided to try again today. If they really couldn't leave, they would go back and find another way.

The result was obvious, there was something wrong with Rong Wang's compass again, and they saw the fallen tree trunk again.

"No." Situ Li said, "Let's go back."

Bai Qiuye nodded: "Let's go, if we continue, it will be a waste of effort."

After two days of trying, Bai Qiuye realized that escape was impossible. If he wanted to save his life, he might need to find another way.

After they walked down the mountain, they were going to go to the town to check out the situation. As soon as they reached the entrance of the town, they saw that the town was deserted, but there were a few people standing at the entrance of one of the alleys.

The three of them felt a little strange and quickly ran over to check the situation, only to find that the position where those people were standing was at the door of the building where Father Ma lived.

After they walked over, they realized that it wasn't that the people in the town were missing, but that they were all crowded in this place.

Bai Qiuye grabbed someone's shoulder and asked, "Excuse me, what's going on?"

That person turned around, and it turned out to be the person Bai Qiuye had stopped to question him that morning.

The man and Bai Qiuye were stunned at the same time, and then said: "Daddy Ma's son Xiao Ma is also dead!"

Bai Qiuye and the other three asked at the same time: "Dead? How did you die?"

They just saw Xiao Ma burying Father Ma yesterday, and they cried quite sadly. They didn't expect that the person who died today would be Xiao Ma himself.

Bai Qiuye suddenly realized something. If the pony also died, wouldn't it mean that two people died?

The man answered their question: "He also died of suffocation. The doctor said they found a piece of apple in his throat."

I actually choked after eating a piece of apple.

This apple was probably forced into him by a ghost.

Bai Qiuye did not directly refute, but let go of the man's shoulders, and he and Rong Wan withdrew from the crowd.

Situ Xuan said uneasily: "The second person has died."

Bai Qiuye looked at Rong Wang: "Didn't you say yesterday that a star represents a person?"

Rong Wang also showed a puzzled look: "Does the star refer not to the number of people, but to the time?"

Bai Qiuye suddenly took a breath of cold air: "One died on the first day, two died on the second day, wouldn't three people die tonight?"

Situ Li said anxiously: "In this way, by the tenth day, the total death toll will be as high as 55 people."

Bai Qiuye's expression darkened: "Our chances of being selected will become quite high."

Danger.

Absolute danger.

When the number of deaths increases every day, it will be difficult to hope for luck.

While they were talking, the crowd in front of Father Ma's house dispersed again, and everyone returned to the street to continue their own affairs. The children were running and jumping with bright leather balls, as if they had no idea that there was a huge danger hidden in their laughter.

under.

Bai Qiuye looked at the adults chatting casually and couldn't help but frown.

Why did they act so relaxed? Didn't they notice anything unusual in the past two days?

Situ Li said: "How about we get together at night, and we can help each other even if ghosts come."

Rong Luan thought for a while and said: "But it is more likely to be caught in one fell swoop."

If their speculation just now is correct, the death toll tonight is three.

Situ Li pushed up the frame of the mirror slyly: "What should we do? Or should we just gamble on luck?"

Rong Wang said: "When you go back, kill a pig first."

Bai Qiuye didn't know why he suddenly changed the topic to this matter, it was simply baffling.

She asked: "Did the pig mess with you?"

"I heard that ghosts are afraid of people full of evil spirits." Rong Huan said, "If he is stained with blood, he will be much safer."

Situ Li was about to nod when he suddenly thought of something and said, "What if it's the ghost of a pig that comes?"

Bai Qiuye: "..."

Rong Wang was silent for a long time and said: "...Although that possibility cannot be ruled out, the probability will be quite small. And if pigs, pig... ghosts really existed, you would have been killed long ago.

.”

Situ Li suddenly realized it and found that Bai Qiuye and Rong Wan looked at him with complicated expressions. He pushed up his glasses and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Because you might have stolen the pig brain and used it yourself!

Bai Qiuye calmly looked away and said to Rong Huan: "He is safe, what about us?"

Rong Wang said: "I want to go to Father Ma's house."

Situ Li asked: "Why are you going there? You know Xiao Ma very well?"

He naturally thought that Rongwan was going to express his condolences to Xiao Ma.

"No, Father Ma is the wisest man here. He has a lot of books at home." Rong Wang said, "I want to go to his house and see if I can find any information about the ghost's residence."

Bai Qiuye immediately agreed: "Maybe you can find a way to save your life from the book."

Situ Li said: "Knowledge is power."

After he finished speaking, he hurried to kill the pig. Before leaving, he asked the two of them to go find him once before dark, and he could give them two pig-butchering knives as gifts.

Bai Qiuye and Rong Wan walked to the door of Ma Lao's house.

The onlookers left, and Pony's body was carried away, but the door of the house was unlocked and they entered easily.

Soon, the two found Father Ma's library.

It is said to be a library, but in fact it is not that spacious, and the number of books is also limited. It is more like a study room.

However, compared to their home, which has no cultural atmosphere at all, the collection of books in Ma Lao's home is already quite rich.

There is an old desk by the window of the room, with an open book on it. Next to the book is a pen that has not had time to be closed, and the ink on the pen tip has dried up.

Rong Wang did not look at the desk, but stood in front of the bookshelf and began to search for the information he wanted.

Bai Qiuye walked to the desk and looked at the opened brown pages.

"It is a residence that can never be approached, but it connects everything, delivers extremely high energy, and affects the development and changes of things."

"Someone once said that that residence is just a microcosm, a microcosm of our side, so it cannot be approached no matter what."

"But only when red stars appear in the sky and they line up, the miniature becomes reality."

When Bai Qiuye saw this sentence, his pupils contracted.

"But, there are preconditions for this -"

Bai Qiuye: "..."
To be continued...