Ai Ke opened his mouth and hesitated for a while, with a flash of fear and worry in his eyes. It seemed that after doing enough psychological preparation for himself, he slowly said: "When I passed by the door of a villager's house today, I saw this
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Her face became paler with her memories, and her mind kept replaying the scene she saw during the day. Although she only saw it once, she was very sure that what the villager was holding was a human leg.
And a human hand, and dark red blood is still dripping down!
The moment the courtyard door closed, the villager seemed to notice Aike's gaze. He looked in Aike's direction and showed a strange smile, which was directly imprinted on Aike's retina.
Ai Ke was frightened by the weird scene just now and took a few steps back, but felt as if he had stepped on something.
She looked down and found that what she had stepped on was half of a tongue. Judging from the shape, it should belong to a human.
Even though there was a sole between them, Aike seemed to be able to really feel the smooth touch on the soles of his feet and the roughness of the particles on his tongue.
"Sure enough, the food used for sacrifices is all human..."
After all, the sacrifices given to the "Mountain God" from the beginning were living humans, but as time passed, the form of sacrifices also changed.
The first sacrificial objects were old people who were of no use, and now the sacrificial objects are women with low status in Manghong Village.
After exchanging information, Jian Yao glanced at Ai Ke and moved her lips, but did not say a word. After all, she was unable to protect herself now, and her comfort was useless.
After returning to the room, Jian Yao leaned against the wooden door and looked at the table facing the wooden door. There were two puppets on it. One of the puppets stood upright with his dark eyes looking in the direction of the door.
Jian Yao activated her appraisal skill as soon as she entered the door. She knew that the inspiration of Grandma Wu's grandson was still attached to the puppet.
After hesitating for a while, she placed the puppet on the bedside table, but in a prone position.
Jian Yao paused for a while, took another puppet, and pressed it on the possessed puppet. In this way, the movements of the two puppets were restricted. As long as they made a little noise, she could move in time.
react to.
On the fifth day of the dungeon, Aike disappeared into the room just like the two previous players. The room was still clean, leaving nothing behind.
Wu Jiu stood beside the wooden bed with his fingers on his chin, wondering what he was thinking about.
He took out a pen-like flashlight from his system backpack. The light it illuminated was purple, and there was a large amount of fluorescent agent next to the bed that was illuminated by the light. The traces extended directly to the bottom of the bed.
Jian Yao knocked on the floor under the bed with her hand. Unlike other places, there was a hollow echo here. It seemed that the floor under the bed was empty and there should be a tunnel inside.
Since the floor below Wu's house is empty, it means that Grandma Wu stays underground every night.
But no matter how much Jian Yao and Wu Jiu search, they can't find the switch to open the floor, unless the mechanism is not on the ground but underground, which means they can only watch and can't do anything.
"It seems we can't get in from the outside, we have to open it from the inside..." Jian Yao whispered, then turned to look at Wu Jiu, who was full of thoughts.
"By the way, Wujiu, the number of puppets in your room..."
Before Jian Yao finished speaking, she saw the ugly expression on Wu Jiu's face. She felt that his whole face was about to wrinkle. Jian Yao didn't need Wu Jiu's answer to see it from his expression.
When I got the answer, it seems that Wujiu is very popular with Grandma Wu and her grandson. I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing...
On the fifth day of the dungeon, Manghong Village suddenly fell silent, as if yesterday's busyness was an illusion.
At this time, the doors of every house were locked, no one could be seen on the road, and not even the sound of children playing could be heard.
Jian Yao and Wu Jiu searched the entire Manghong Village and found no underground passages. Does that mean the entrance to the tunnel is in the villagers' homes?
She inadvertently glanced at the door of a house, and saw an eye peeking out from the crack of the door. Those eyes had been staring at them since she didn't know when. They were full of bloodshot eyes and looked extremely scary.
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Jian Yao was stunned for a moment and looked at the other doors. Through the cracks in those doors, she saw an eye full of red bloodshot eyes, full of madness and greed. The two of them seemed to be surrounded by eyes.
The villagers were standing at the door and watching them, as if they wanted to devour them whole.
Until the end, they could not find the entrance to the tunnel or any other clues, and the stone road yesterday could not be found for some reason, so they had to return to Wu's house as night fell.
Today, I didn’t see Grandma Wu all day long. It wasn’t until dinner that I saw her sitting on a chair with a cold face, looking at the two of them with complicated eyes, and she could only force herself to smile.
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Did something happen? Jian Yao secretly observed Granny Wu, but saw nothing.
After dinner, Granny Wu took back the puppet that she had placed in Jian Yao's place, and then handed it to Wu Jiu without saying a word.
When the night was completely quiet, Jian Yao looked at the swaying candlelight with a heavy heart. She knew that she would most likely disappear from this room tonight. Her heart at the moment felt as if someone was holding it with hands, and she was a little out of breath.
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In fact, she misses Shan Nanxing very much at this moment. If possible, she really wants to plunge into Shan Nanxing's arms. As long as Shan Nanxing is here, she has nothing to fear.
Jian Yao's hand holds a necklace around her neck. The design of the necklace is very simple. There is only a silver chain and a pendant. The pendant is like a ball wrapping the universe and the Milky Way, and it can be seen emitting light in the dark.
With a gleam.
This necklace was a token of love given to her by Shan Nanxing. She kept wearing it, as if Shan Nanxing had been accompanying her.
She lowered her head and kissed the necklace, her eyes filled with soft light.
"I hope you can bring me good luck."
The night was dark, the candles in the room had long been extinguished, and the air was filled with the scent of thread. It was hard to tell whether it was reality or a dream.
The tune of the flute came from the bedside. Jian Yao suddenly opened her eyes. In the darkness, she could only see a man in groom's clothes playing the flute with his back to her. The sound of the flute was particularly unpleasant, making people feel that this was
A voice from the underworld.
Could this guy be Grandma Wu’s grandson?
The man's body was like a stiff corpse. He slowly put down the flute in his hand, and then slowly turned his head...
It was a face that could not be described in words. The purple face had two black eye sockets, and a few maggots could be seen crawling around in the eye sockets.
There was no good piece of meat in the rest of the place, there were pits everywhere, and you could see rotten pieces of meat and fat maggots inside.
When he opened his mouth, Jian Yao felt that she could smell the stench in his mouth.
The air in the room was still very cold, giving Jian Yao goosebumps all over her body. However, Jian Yao had no time to care about these unimportant things and looked at the male ghost in front of her with fear.
"The bride...mine?"
The male ghost's vocal cords seemed to be damaged, so the sounds he made were like hoarse cicadas.
Even though the male ghost is just standing straight in front of Jian Yao and making no other movements, Jian Yao still dare not take it lightly. After all, he is Grandma Wu's grandson, so he is destined not to be an innocent ghost, but an accomplice of Grandma Wu.
You should enjoy the happiness you get by using other people's pain as a matter of course.