37. Chapter 37

It was late.

The crown of the old locust tree floated in the sky where dark blue and purple met, making the blood-stained spot look even more out of place.

A cold wind blew by, blowing the long strip hanging on the crown back and forth, like a torn sack that was abandoned at random.

After a long while, someone spoke tremblingly.

"That, is that a person?"

Zong Jiu frowned, "It should be. It looks like it has been dead for a while."

The barrage was sweating.

[Not only dead for a while, if it's been longer, it would have weathered... The arms hang down to the ankles, my god]

[Yes, after being hanged, people will sag according to gravity. This corpse should have been dead for several days, otherwise the tongue would not be so long]

[When the camera turned to here just now, I didn't see such a big person, and he was dead for several days? Exciting]

[It's only been a short time since we entered the dungeon, and a terrifying incident has occurred. Sure enough, this dungeon is not easy, absolutely amazing]

The white-haired young man turned around and asked, "Did anyone notice this tree when we just came out?"

Others shook their heads.

Everyone looked carefully before entering the house. It was impossible for such a big person to be hung on the treetop and not be seen.

From the time they entered the house to left and came back, it took less than an hour.

This old locust tree is more than ten meters high, with a straight trunk and no protrusions or points that can be used to exert force. It is impossible to run to the position of the treetop in just half an hour.

Not to mention that the body hung there is a hanged corpse. The difficulty of operation can be imagined, and it is almost impossible to hide it from others.

No one dared to stay in the earth house when picking firewood, and everyone followed out.

After such an incident, no one dared to approach the gloomy house, so one team waited here, and the other team went to find the villagers.

After everyone worked together to hook the corpse down with a hemp rope, everyone was stunned.

The villagers who had just been cursing went back and crawled to call for help, leaving the trainees looking at each other in bewilderment.

The white-haired young man took a step back, picked up a branch from the firewood held by a trainee next to him, and bent down to turn over the head of the corpse.

On the soil was a face mixed with blue and purple, one eyeball had fallen to an unknown place, the face was hideous and stiff, and the eyes were open.

At the same time, the prompt sound of the main system also sounded in his ears.

[Non-mainline task item, submission failed]

Zong Jiu lowered his eyes, thinking.

It seems that in order to complete the mainline task, he has to personally confirm whether each dead body is the "perfect body" that the corpse driver wants to find.

Xu Su exclaimed, "Isn't this the person who just led us?"

"But, but."

Someone trembled, "Didn't they say that this body has been dead for a few days? The one who just led us was——"

Dead silence.

The time of death does not match the time when Lao Qiang led them just now.

It is obvious that either this body is fake, or... the person who led them just now was not a human at all!

The sky is getting darker and darker, the mountains are silent, and people's faces are like a frightened statue in the dark.

Just at this time, the villagers who rushed back also came here with fire sticks.

"What are you all doing together?"

When Wang Shou came, he was still holding a bowl and chopsticks in his hand. He must have been called from the dining table.

When he got closer and saw clearly, he was so scared that he sat back, and the bowl in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Zong Jiu stood aside and secretly glanced at the bowl he overturned.

A piece of white meat wrapped in deep red soil rolled out of the bowl.

Using soil as rice is indeed surprising, and deep red soil is even rarer, but there is also a piece of meat next to it, which makes people puzzled.

If you can afford meat, can you not have rice?

Just when Zong Jiu wanted to move over to take a closer look at the piece of meat, there was a violent commotion among the villagers.

"Quick--" After seeing the corpse's death, Wang Shou shouted heartbreakingly, "Call, call my father!"

Because of this series of movements, another group of people who had paid food also came out of their houses and gathered around to whisper. The words echoed in the silent night, and words such as "insider", "villagers", and "something happened" could be vaguely caught.

"It must be an insider." Yi Ruisi stood behind Anthony and spoke angrily.

Just now, like the team that did not pay food, the teams that paid food also quickly chose a leader.

Black-clothed Azan did not express his opinion, so this sweet cake fell on Anthony, a half-blood of the A-level. After all, as the right-hand man of No. 2, Anthony, who is known as a barbarian, is not only famous within the blood clan, but also among ordinary survivors. It is understandable that he is the leader.

I think so. The reason why the inner ghost card is different from the ordinary card is because of the conflict in their main mission.

Protecting villagers is a common card task. Now that a villager has died, it is not certain whether there is a ghost behind it. But the body was found on the old locust tree, so it seems that the other party is more suspicious.

Anthony's team is mostly elderly people. It is not difficult for them to survive with a special item in hand. In comparison, how to carry out more dangerous challenges, complete random tasks, and improve their system evaluation is the top priority of their goals.

In silence, two figures, one big and one small, suddenly appeared in the night.

The old man limped with a cane, holding a skinny child in his hand.

Seeing Wang Shoushi sitting on the ground, the child let go of his hand and ran over, still shouting "Dad".

[This copy is really difficult, even the children are skinny]

[Yes... The people who suffer are always the lower-class people. Alas, they can't even eat enough, it's really pitiful]

"Village chief!"

The villagers holding hoes made way.

The village chief held a dry cigarette in his hand, nodded, and slowly looked at the shrunken corpse on the ground with his cloudy eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because of the night, but for a moment, Zong Jiu felt that the other party’s eyes had turned completely black.

Wang Shou pulled the child behind him, looking panicked, "Dad, Lao Qiang was following me about an hour ago."

The other villagers gathered around, waiting for the village chief’s decision.

"What Yin Po said is right."

After a long time, he took a puff from his long cigarette, "I'm afraid it's true this time."

"What should we do?"

The villagers were in an uproar, "Are we all just waiting to die?"

"That's right, if it's really like what Yin Po said, then wouldn't our whole village be——"

"Why are you in such a hurry? How can you eat rice?"

The village chief tapped the cigarette handle impatiently, "Go back, it's already pitch black, wait until tomorrow morning to go to the temple to find Yin Po to find a solution. Besides, that woman is always talking nonsense, maybe it's just a coincidence?"

Obviously, these words are quite convincing, and the commotion gradually subsided.

After hearing this, the other villagers were also convinced, and one after another went back holding torches.

The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment.

They suddenly felt that the villagers in this village were too calm, so calm that they didn't look like they were witnessing a tragedy.

Someone has died, according to normal logic, shouldn't they quickly find a way to find the murderer? No matter how you look at their expressions, it seems that they already knew the murderer.

Besides, this person just led them the way, and he was bled to death in the blink of an eye. The time difference in between is not worth thinking about. Under so many strange circumstances, the villagers of Tongbai Village can still stay calm. Even if they use the explanation that they are used to seeing dead people during the famine, it doesn't make sense.

Things are definitely not that simple.

Many experienced old people know this very well. Especially the black-clothed Azan, his eyebrows are tightly knitted, and they are about to be twisted into a "川" shape.

The possibility of a supernatural copy is very high when the copy is pushed here.

Since it is to protect the people in the village, it means that the entire village has been targeted. Deducing that even if it is not an evil spirit with strong resentment, it must be an extremely terrible curse, which will affect the entire village.

Generally speaking, when such a situation occurs, there must be some unknown story behind it.

Only by finding out what happened in this village can we better protect the people in the village.

While thinking, Xu Su asked in a low voice, "Then, what should we do tonight?"

The house assigned to them is behind the old locust tree. In front is the murder scene, it is impossible to say that it is not scary. What's more, the earth house is not only gloomy, but also has scratches all over the wall, which makes people shudder.

"This is a horror copy, those anomalies will definitely not be so coincidental."

Someone laughed dryly, "I think for the sake of safety, we should find a way to change places, or just camp outside. Anyway, there is a fire, and it is not too cold for everyone to gather in a circle."

The white-haired young man pretended to think and agreed: "I think this suggestion is good. Safety is the most important thing at the moment, let's stay away from the earth house."

No one wanted to get close to the earth house. This suggestion was exactly what everyone wanted. Except for the black-haired man in a straw raincoat who glanced at the young man with an ambiguous look, everyone else raised their hands to express their agreement.

Zong Jiuquan pretended not to see this look.

In fact, the biggest variable in this copy is not necessarily Zhuge An. Because Zong Jiu was sure that he could deceive others with various psychological tactics or acting skills, but he had no way to deal with Zhuge An, a cunning person who did not play by the rules.

But apart from anything else, Zhuge An did give him a lot of clues in the first copy, and the same was true in Las Vegas. As a smart man, this was already a clear show of goodwill.

Just like Zhuge An said, it depends on whether Zong Jiu believes it or not.

Unfortunately, Zong Jiu only believes himself.

So the people in the team who did not deliver the food picked up a piece of vacant land around the house and dumped the firewood on the ground.

After the preparations were done, everyone's eyes turned to the S-level boss No. 2 who was standing aside doing nothing.

Everyone was curious about how he would light the fire. As a result, they turned around and saw Zhuge An slowly taking out his Tai Chi Bagua plate.

[I was stunned, what was he doing? ]

[How did he take out the S-level prop? Is there a supernatural being nearby? ]

The trainees were shocked and looked around vigilantly, and they were all afraid of enemies.

Zhuge An didn't even raise his eyelids and turned the hexagram plate in his hand half a circle.

In the direction facing the Li hexagram, the firewood "teng" ignited.

The commentator suddenly realized [I see, I just searched for some popular science, it turns out that there are hexagrams representing the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth in the Eight Diagrams. So... it's understandable to light a fire, but it's a bit of a waste of cooling time (kneeling)]

Others: "......?"

Although we all understand the principle, isn't it a bit of a waste to use this S-level item to light a fire?