"How did you catch him?" Xiaolan asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Our family couldn't catch him."
"Don't tell me, it's really not easy to deal with this wave of people this time," the man lifted the cart, "I'm also lucky, so it happened just right... Oh, okay, it's weird, I'm going back first.
I’ll definitely leave you a few good pieces, and I’ll tell you more about it later when we share the meat…”
The man pushed the cart and left, leaving Xiaolan and Xieyan looking at his back with a solemn expression.
"Go in and talk." Xiaolan said quickly, and the two turned around and walked back to the yard. Baomu was standing at the door, eagerly waiting for them.
"Hasn't it been discovered?" Baomu asked hurriedly.
Xiaolan shook her head and closed the door cautiously.
"The man said that someone else was caught," Jie Yan whispered, "We will be asked to divide the meat later."
"Then we..." Baomu looked at the two of them, "Do we really want to go?"
There was silence for a while.
"The three of us have now found our faces, but we still haven't cleared the level," Xiaolan said. "I remember when we entered the level, the voice said that we need to find the way to clear the level ourselves, so I feel that we
We should need to learn more clues to find out how to clear the level."
"Are we really going to see them...kill people?" Baomu repeated in disbelief.
Xiaolan wanted to correct him, saying "dismember the body" rather than "kill people", but she felt that this was not the time to say such words, so she swallowed the words back in her stomach.
The atmosphere became heavy again.
"You can cover your eyes," Jie Yan said, trying to ease the tense atmosphere. "I mean, you two, both of you can cover your eyes."
Baomu smiled stiffly.
The three men tidied up casually, then went out and walked in the direction where the man left. They met several villagers on the road, and saw that they looked at them with unfriendly eyes. The three of them did not speak to each other, and just followed them quietly.
After not walking far, I saw many villagers huddled at the entrance of a courtyard.
As the three of them approached, the smell of blood hit their faces.
Baomu covered his nose with a painful expression.
Fortunately, when they arrived, the poor body had been broken down into pieces. Xiaolan felt cold in her heart as she looked at the body parts wrapped in lotus leaves and the villagers bargaining nearby.
"Why are you here?" The man was standing at the door of the yard entertaining the villagers. After seeing the three of them, he grabbed Xiaolan's sleeve with his bloody hands, pulled her closer and said, "The meat left for you is in my house.
They are here, you go in and wait for me, I will talk to you after I finish dealing with them."
The three of them nodded, fled away from this disgusting area, and came to the main room of the man's house.
There seemed to be no one else in the man's home, and everything in the house was dirty. The back room was the kitchen, and three pieces of meat wrapped in lotus leaves were piled on the greasy and dirty stove.
The coffin and paper figures were placed in the corner of the living room.
After a while, the man opened the door and walked into the house. After washing his hands in the basin next to the living room, he walked towards the three of them with a smile.
"The ones reserved for you are the best ones," the man pointed at three packages of meat. "They have hearts, they have..."
"Tell us first how you caught him," Xiaolan quickly interrupted the man, "Why couldn't we catch him?"
"It's a coincidence," the man pointed at the coffin, "Look, who in my family didn't... just died? Yesterday, when I went to the cemetery behind our village to look at the tombs, I saw this.
This guy was squatting next to a grave and looking at the tombstone. I didn’t know what he was looking at, so he just shoveled it to death with a hoe, haha, he was not prepared at all..."
The man was showing off to himself, and the three of them felt uncomfortable.
Xiaolan first noticed something was wrong, "You...can you go out at night?"
"Of course I can go out," the man looked at Xiaolan angrily, "I'm not... I'm not saying you're bad, I'm still good to you. I also want to have face, but the problem is that this thing doesn't come naturally.
Ha, it’s just like catching meat..."
Xiaolan didn't listen to what the man said next.
So, there are two types of people in the village, one is someone who has someone else's face hidden in their home, and the other is almost an ordinary person. Why are there these two differences?
"...So, sometimes luck is quite important," the man seemed to have finally said enough. He walked to the stove and stuffed the pieces of meat into Xiaolan and Xieyan's hands, then picked up the largest bag and served it in a flattering manner.
He walked to Baomu and said, "This is the best piece, hehehe... look at the price of this paper man..."
"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it..." Baomu picked up the package of meat with two fingers and ran out of the door.
Xiaolan and Xieyan nodded at the puzzled man, then opened the door and chased after him.
The meat distribution had been completed, and the villagers dispersed. The three of them ran back "home" in one breath. As soon as they entered the door, Baomu threw the pieces of meat in his hands on the table.
"Why do you think that person went to the cemetery?" Jie Yan asked after washing his hands and shaking off the water drops on his hands.
Baomu finally regained his energy, "He must have found some clues."
Baomu said, his eyes unconsciously turned to the three pieces of meat on the table, and he quickly looked away.
"Why don't we go take a look at night?" Xiaolan suggested.
The three of them hit it off immediately, and soon, as dusk fell and the short day passed, the three of them no longer waited, opened the back door, and walked around to the back of the village.
Behind the village, there is a semicircular pond, half of which is covered with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. A path goes around the pond and extends into the coniferous woods behind the pond. The moonlight tonight is hazy, and there are shadows in the woods.
It seemed like someone was walking through the trees.
However, the three of them walked together, and there was basically no fear. The only worry was that the target was too big to arouse suspicion. The three of them carefully confirmed that no one was following them, and then walked along the path into the depths of the woods.
"Are we really on the right track?" Jie Yan asked uneasily after not knowing how long they had been walking.
"You're on the right track," Baomu replied, "This road has a smell."
"What does it smell like?" Jie Yan sniffed.
"Blood," Baomu said with a gloomy look, "the man who died last night, the smell of blood on his body."
Xiaolan pointed to the drag marks on the dirt, "That person should have dragged the player's body away through this road last night. The cemetery may be in front."
Jie Yan narrowed his eyes to confirm the marks on the ground, nodded, and walked forward.
There was silence in the woods, only the footsteps and breathing of the three people could be heard one after another. The three people passed through another bush of dwarf pine trees, raised their eyes, and suddenly became enlightened.
Layers of pine trees surround a large cemetery in the center, and tombs of various colors are neatly arranged in the open space in the forest.
"I don't know which tombstone the player was looking at yesterday..."
Before Jie Yan finished speaking, Bao Mu walked into the cemetery and stopped directly in front of a grave.
There was blood on that tombstone.
There are two handprints on the dirt in front of the tombstone. It should be that when the player was lying on the ground looking at the tombstone, he was attacked from behind.
The three people squatted down and looked at the gray-black tombstone.
It was empty, not a word on it.
Jie Yan and Bao Mu quickly ran to look at the tombstones on both sides. Except for this tombstone, the other tombstones at least had the names of the deceased engraved on them.
"Can you smell anything?" Xiaolan patted Baomu's back.
Baomu stood up, walked to the grave, and looked down at the little earth bag.
"die."
Jie Yan burst out laughing, "I can smell death in this place."
"No..." Baomu slowly shook his head and pointed to the grave in front of him, "Only here."
Xiaolan hurried over, looked at the tomb, and then looked around.
"What are you looking for?" Jie Yan asked.
"Find a handy tool," Xiao Lan ran towards a clump of branches, "let's dig this grave."
"Ah this..."
While Jie Yan was hesitating, Xiao Lan had already picked up three strong tree branches from the ground and handed them to the two of them, "Come on, this grave is not big. The three of us will dig it together. It will be quick."
In the middle of the night, in the dense forest, three people dug a grave with simple tree branches and looked up from time to time to make sure that no one had seen their criminal activities.
The air here is humid and the soil is extremely soft. It didn't take long for the small soil bag to turn into a pile of broken soil. The three of them gasped and looked at the coffin that appeared on the ground.
"This is... a sarcophagus." Jie Yan pulled away the soil on the coffin and looked at the dark surface of the coffin.
Xiaolan also squatted down.
She had never seen coffins, and she had no idea which material was better.
"Take it out." Xiaolan said.
"Get it?" Jie Yan laughed dryly, "How can you get it? The three of us together may not be able to open this lid."
The three of them then dug deeper until the full view of the sarcophagus appeared in front of their eyes.
This sarcophagus was three times larger than an ordinary coffin, and the surrounding stone walls were covered with complicated patterns. Jie Yan gestured with his arms to indicate the length, width, and height of the coffin, shook his head, and said, "I think this is not a coffin. This is not a coffin."
It’s a coffin.”
"Coffin?" Another thing appeared that Xiaolan didn't understand.
"It's the coffin wrapped outside the coffin, also called the outer coffin." Xie Yan walked around the coffin and looked at it. "Let's put it this way, only people from famous families are treated like this when they die, and generally they are not buried.
In a place like this..."
Jie Yan glanced around and said, "It's actually buried in a grave that can be dug with a stick."
"A distinguished family..." Xiaolan threw away the stick in her hand, clapped her hands and said, "I can't care about that much anymore, let's open the lid first."
The three of them grabbed the lid of the stone coffin and worked hard together. After a long time, a rattling sound came from the coffin, and the three of them finally felt the movement of the stone lid.
Baomu's face turned red, Xiaolan gritted his teeth, opened his eyes and saw Baomu making such an ugly expression on his face, and almost dropped the corner of the coffin cover in his hand.
The sound of friction between stones became more intense. Xiao Lan and Ji Yan lifted a corner of the coffin lid and flipped it over.
The three of them looked into the stone coffin.
Inside, there is another stone coffin.
The appearance of this stone coffin is basically the same as the big stone coffin outside, except that it is smaller than it. Xiaolan and Baomu looked at Jie Yan with confusion. Jie Yan shrugged, twisted his wrist and said, "Go ahead and move it."
.”
The lid of the small stone coffin was much lighter than the big lid, so the three of them quickly threw it aside.
Sure enough, there was another stone coffin inside the stone coffin.
The three of them took the trouble to open the stone coffin cover and kept discovering new stone coffins. Faced with this doll-like structure, the three of them almost lost the energy to complain.
Finally, the innermost stone coffin was only the size of a palm.
Jie Yan simply took out the stone box and asked feebly, "Why do you smell the smell of death from this thing?"
Baomu didn't speak, he opened his mouth to breathe and stared at the box.
Jie Yan glanced at the two of them, weighed the stone box in his hand, "Did I open it?"
Xiaolan nodded.
Jie Yan held the stone box in one hand and picked up the lid with the other.
The three heads looked at it together.
There is no longer a stone box inside.
Inside, there is a book.
Xiaolan took out the book, and Jie Yan looked into the box again, "It's gone."
In this unnamed grave, there is a book buried.
The book is very thin, the pages are yellowed and have rough edges, and there is also no word on the cover.
Xiaolan turned to the first page.
On the yellow page, there is a drawing of a group of bald little people standing in the undulating fields of crops. Several of them have no faces on their faces.
Xiaolan counted and found that there were nine villains in total.
"I understand," Xiaolan said, "This is us."
Jie Yan and Bao Mu cast puzzled looks at her.
"Look," Xiaolan hurriedly pointed out the little figures on the paper to them, "there are nine people in total, their heads are like duck eggs, and they are wearing the same clothes we wore when we landed..."
Baomu shook his head and whispered, "Xiaolan, I didn't see anything."
Xiaolan was stunned for a moment.
"I only saw a blank page." Jie Yan also said.
"How is it possible..." Xiaolan said and turned to the second page, "Look..."
The second page is blank.
"I saw it!" Baomu suddenly shouted. He looked at the second page and then turned back to the first page. "Oh no, there are words on the second page, but I didn't see anything on the first page.
"
"But I didn't see the words on the second page..." Xiaolan murmured.
Jie Yan frowned, took the book from Xiaolan's hand, turned to the third page, and finally relaxed his brows, "I can see the third page, I guess... you can't see it, right?"
The two nodded.
"Each of us can only see one page." Jie Yan flipped the book back again. The next few pages were all blank to the eyes of the three of them. "Sure enough, there are nine pages in total."
"Nine pages..." Xiaolan whispered, "In other words, only the nine of us can understand the content of the book together."
silence.
"but……"
"A lot of people have...died."
Jie Yan sat down on the ground with a self-deprecating look, his eyes blank, "We are not prepared to let us pass this level."