40. Chapter 40

The white-haired young man paused slightly.

Was it intentional?

Zong Jiu confirmed this thought in his heart.

Smart people will never talk nonsense, and Zhuge An is a person who will never talk nonsense if he can take action.

So is this information right or wrong?

If it is right, Zong Jiu's failure to respond is obviously too sudden.

If Zhuge An deliberately changed a few pieces of information to trick him into taking the bait, and Zong Jiu responded, others would know who the traitor is. After all, the tasks of the traitor card are different from those of ordinary cards. If you respond, you will fall into the trap.

[Hmm? Why did Zhuge suddenly bring up the topic of the traitor? It feels so deliberate to bring it up at this time]

[Yes, I always feel a little suspicious. I don't know if he wants to test the magician or what? ]

[Ah... Speaking of which, I always firmly believed that Zhuge was the traitor in the last copy. Woohoo, I won't be slapped in the face again this time! 】

【The above, in fact, when you encounter such a situation where you can't see the traitor, you can just suspect Zhuge without thinking... When the traitor was in the S-level curse mask copy, he was alone in three different organizations, leaving a deep psychological shadow on countless people】

【Indeed, I also remember that since then, Zhuge has become the number one candidate for "as long as you can't find out who the traitor is, the traitor must be him", lighting wax.jpg】

If the trainees can't see the content of the barrage, they will definitely reach a consensus.

It's not the others' fault for being suspicious, but Zhuge An has done too many old and shady things, so many that everyone has a psychological shadow, and they put the shit pot on others without any explanation.

Zong Jiu raised his eyes to meet those deep black eyes, smiled embarrassedly, "Ah, I was distracted just now and didn't hear it clearly, but I don't have anyone I particularly suspect for the time being."

"It's not good to suspect others randomly. Before there is sufficient evidence to prove that the person is the traitor, I will not express my opinion on this topic."

The Messiah's White Lotus Quotations are really useful, and anyone who uses them will know.

Zhuge hinted, "Wrong identification will result in a deduction of points, so it is better to be cautious."

I don't know if he said it to him or to the other team of trainees in front.

It turned out to be true.

Although Zong Jiu didn't want to believe it, the information contained in Zhuge's secret words just now really seemed to be sent to him.

To be honest, before the other party said that the traitor could be identified and killed, Zong Jiu's inertial thinking was still stuck in the previous copy, where he only needed to write the name of the traitor on paper to get a reward. He really didn't expect the main system to be so absolute, directly canceling the iron rule that trainees cannot kill each other, and directly raising the difficulty of this copy.

Good guy, it turns out that the main system has dug such a big pit waiting for the insider to jump, and he said why the task of the insider in this copy is so simple.

To be fair, it is really a deliberate thing to pick up the topic of the insider in this situation, not to mention that Zhuge An also directly revealed the task of the ordinary card. It was so deliberate that everyone on Anthony's side looked at him with suspicious eyes and circled around No. 3.

At this point, Zong Jiu was finally able to completely confirm that this guy came to give him information.

Not only did he send information, but he also steadily attracted a wave of hatred. After all, if you think about it in detail, if the insider is Zhuge An, even if the other party knows, they dare not identify him! Because they really may not be able to beat this long-famous high-ranking S-level.

Thinking of this, Zong Jiu felt a little complicated.

This is not the first time Zhuge An has helped him.

If the first copy was a transaction where the two of them got what they needed, then Las Vegas helped in the special scene. Although from Zong Jiu's perspective, Zhuge An's words to him in the bathroom at that time were provocative and increased the suspicion of conflict between him and No.1. But it must be admitted that if there were no clues about the devil's ability sent by Zhuge An, Zong Jiu would definitely not have deduced the three key information so quickly, let alone being in the limelight at the central gambling table, threatening the devil with intelligence, and frantically harvesting one million chips.

The previous two times, it could be said that the other party had some intentions, but this time it was really giving away intelligence for nothing.

Looking at Zhuge An's appearance, the worst guess is that he suspected himself. Even if there is a punishment for misidentification, this punishment is probably nothing to the rich S-level. This means that as long as Zhuge An wants, he can announce his suspicion at any time and make Zong Jiu the target of public criticism.

In the end, he didn't, and took the initiative to take the blame on himself.

Zong Jiu really couldn't understand Zhuge An's behavior.

After thinking about it, the only thing that could explain his motive was what the other party said in the bathroom: "You can believe that I will never stand against you."

Just as he was thinking, the team also walked to the door of the temple.

This temple is out of tune with the gray earthen houses around it.

The main body is vermilion, and there is a shrine for burning incense outside. The smoke is enough to show the number of people who are burning incense. The inside is surrounded by gauze curtains, which are hazy and unclear. If you look up, you can see the carvings on the wooden beams. In the center, there is a lifelike clay Buddha holding a jade bottle.

In addition, there is a memorial tablet under the clay Buddha, and some dried fruits and vegetables are placed in front of it.

This Buddha should be the Buddha that the villagers just said, who became a Buddha on the spot after completing his merits.

It's strange. People in the village can't eat enough, so why would anyone pay tribute to the memorial tablet and the Buddha?

The white-haired young man pretended to look at it carefully, but in fact he secretly wrapped the things in his pocket with his sleeves.

Fortunately, everyone else was looking at this place, and no one noticed Zong Jiu's little action.

Just when he stepped into the temple, the soul-catching bell in his pocket suddenly began to heat up. Even through such thick and rough cloth, Zong Jiu could still sense it clearly.

Could it be that the "perfect corpse" that the corpse-driver was looking for in the main task was in this temple?

Zong Jiu thought while his eyes turned around.

When he turned to a certain point, he met the eyes of the little boy hiding behind Wang Shou.

The magician smiled at the little boy, who hesitated for a long time and then smiled timidly.

At this moment, the village chief stepped forward and knocked on the ground with his cane.

"Yin Po, Yin Po, what you said that day has really come true!!"

He was so anxious that the sound of his cane knocking on the stone slab was "tap, tap, tap", which made people feel upset.

Just after the village chief knocked for several minutes, a person slowly walked out from the darkness behind the clay Buddha.

This person was covered in an extremely wide black robe from head to toe, with a large hood on his head, so his specific face could not be seen, but he was surrounded by a very uncomfortable cold breath.

Others did not react, but the black-clothed Azan frowned tightly.

Yin Po said in a sharp voice: "You disturbed the time so early in the morning. Aren't you afraid that the Bodhisattva will punish you?!"

"Oh my ancestors!"

The village chief held his chest anxiously, "Someone died in the village last night! If you hadn't closed the temple tonight, we should have come here last night."

"How many people died?"

"Two, one was hanging on the old locust tree, and the other was in his own water tank."

Two? !

The trainees were shocked.

To be conservative, neither team went to investigate last night. Under the pressure of this difficult copy, everyone made the same decision and planned to wait until the last two days for centralized protection.

Unexpectedly, their news was so delayed that they didn't even know when the second person died.

[Oh my god, I feel like there are only more than 30 people in this village, and two died last night. It's so dangerous]

[Puff, I didn't realize that the villagers in this village are one to one with the trainees if the people above hadn't told me]

[Isn't this arrangement very reasonable? Each trainee can protect the safety of one villager, 23333]

[Wait, didn't only one person die last night? How come another one died? ]

But in fact, it's normal that they don't know this news. The second villager accidentally drowned when he got up at night. He was found after soaking in the water all night. His face was rotten and his original shape could not be seen at all.

The village chief who was still calm last night received the news early in the morning. He was so scared that he rushed over without stopping.

His voice was trembling, and his wrinkled face was full of panic.

"You said, is she... is she really back?"

The Yin Po whispered a Buddhist name, "Have the two bodies been transported to the mourning hall behind the temple?"

"Yes, they have been transported." The village chief nodded and bowed.

The man in the wide black robe nodded for him to follow, and then disappeared into the darkness behind the temple, leaving the rest of the people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Just at this moment, a villager carrying a hoe ran over hurriedly, "Brother Shou, we caught that woman."

"What? Caught!"

Wang Shou, who was leaning against the temple and bandaging his arm while humming, jumped up immediately, "Quick, take me to see!"

With an undisguised look of joy on his face, he greeted a group of villagers and left in a mighty manner.

For a moment, only the trainees were left in the temple filled with incense and mist.

At this moment, the black-clothed Azan, who had been silent all the time, spoke, "That Yin Po is a Yin Walker."

[What is a Yin Walker? Cat and Cat Question.jpg]

[I was also curious and opened my main system search engine, ahaha]

A Yin Walker, also known as a Yin Walker, as the name suggests, is a person who walks between the world of the living and the underworld.

On weekdays, the ghost walker will accept the commission of the living, go to the underworld to find the soul of the dead, and convey the information between the two sides. Or take the living with them and let them have a brief meeting in the underworld, which is a bit similar to the famous viewing of the underworld.

The ghost walker is a very special metaphysical profession, and it is very rare. It can only be seen in places like horror dungeons.

Just like Black Azan.

Black Azan is the nickname of No. 4, his real name is not this. It’s just that he got the inheritance in a certain S-level dungeon, so he inherited this name, and over time everyone called him that.

As we all know, Southeast Asia is definitely a place that cannot be avoided when it comes to various kinds of side door evil arts.

Achan is the honorific title of Thai masters. Among them, there are white-clothed Achan and black-clothed Achan.

White-clothed people are practicing the right way, and black-clothed people are practicing evil arts. Black-clothed people who can be called "Achan" must be extremely evil.

For example, the master of the inheritance of Black-clothed Achan in the horror copy originally included countless kinds of strange and bizarre evil arts.

Raising ghosts, summoning spirits, Yin Buddha amulets, Kumantong... and so on.

Raising ghosts and Kumantong are extremely insidious methods to increase their fortunes. The latter is made of fresh fetal corpses, which is extremely cruel. Summoning spirits is specifically used to harm people.

These evil arts are more insidious than each other, which can be said to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of their own. It's just that people can never resist such temptations, and countless dignitaries are deeply involved in them for the sake of glory and wealth.

Although Black-clothed Achan is trapped in an infinite cycle, he also despises such means of damaging Yin virtue. So although he was taught by Hei Yi, he only learned the art of raising ghosts.

The art of raising ghosts is a rare double-edged sword among these insidious means. People with bad intentions can get more help by raising fierce ghosts and evil spirits; some people raise some half-formed spirits abandoned in the world, which is mutually beneficial. Hei Yi Azan belongs to the latter. Although his power is not as strong as the former, it is also a high-level inheritance brought out from the S-level copy, which is no less than the top psychic medium. It is enough.

Hei Yi's name is too scary. Hei Yi Azan is the leader of the curse team. He usually has a shaved head and is surrounded by the cold aura of spirits, which makes it difficult for people to approach him. Not many people are on good terms with him. The exorcist is one of them.

It is precisely because of this that Hei Yi Azan can feel the aura of Yin Po that comes from the same source as him.

He did not deliberately lower his words. The trainees in the whole temple heard this clue and fell into deep thought.

But it was obvious that Azan in black had no intention of cooperating with others. After he finished speaking, he quietly took out the soul-calling flag from the system backpack and walked out of the temple.

Seeing this, the trainees of Anthony's team followed behind.

In just one day, two people died. If they continue to delay at this rate, they are likely to face the possibility of failure in the main task. Not to mention that the old people have to try their best to challenge dangerous situations and improve their own evaluation. Now they can only go to protect the villagers wherever they are.

Xu Sen was worried, "What should we do now?"

A group of newcomers looked at the white-haired young man standing in front of them.

Zong Jiu pondered, "So, let's split up. Xu Sen, you take people to Wang Shou to check. According to the previous plot, they should plan to kidnap the woman and sell her to human traffickers. Since she is a widow who married out, it means she was not from this village before. Maybe she can be our clue entry point. But try not to conflict with the villagers first."

"Xu Su, go to the Bodhisattva soil behind the village and try to get some soil, or go to the market they mentioned and find out some information."

"As for me, I will go to the mourning hall behind the temple with Zhuge to see the appearance of the other body and try to find some clues. We will meet at the temple at noon."

Such an arrangement is not dangerous and reasonable, and everyone can accept it.

Gradually, with Zong Jiu's arrangement, everyone dispersed from the temple, leaving only Zhuge An and him in this group.

Zong Jiu had no intention of communicating with Zhuge An. He didn't even look at him, but walked directly to the back of the temple, clearly intending to move freely.

The comments were a little shocked.

[Fuck, acting alone? The magician is so brave]

[Actually, it's normal. The dangerous challenges encountered when acting alone increase the score coefficient. Didn't you see that the black-clothed Azan also walked alone just now]

[Wow, please don't get into trouble. I'm counting on the magician to get the wish ticket and take us out]

What Zong Jiu could never have imagined was that his remarks late at night were screenshotted by the audience and shared in the infinite loop forum. The next day, it caused an uproar outside and gained a large number of fans, with popularity approaching ten S-levels.

After all, the debut of other people in the C position has no direct interest in the spectators. If Zong Jiu goes up, everyone can get out of this ghost place. Isn't it wonderful?

Now he has to go to the mourning hall to see if the rotten corpse is the prop of his main task.

Although the possibility was not high, the Soul-Catching Bell was heating up all the way. Zong Jiu felt that his main mission target was probably near this temple, so he quickened his pace.

Behind him was a dark corridor.

The corridor had no end in sight, and there was not even a light, which made the cold feeling after entering the temple even stronger.

No one else went here, only Zong Jiu needed to go to the mourning hall.

He stopped, carefully held the Soul-Catching Bell in his pocket with one hand, and pinched the fingers with the other hand to make five or six cards appear out of thin air, and slowly walked towards the dark place along the wall.

There are so many mysteries in this village.

First of all, the legend of the fairy grass, most people just listen to it and never take it seriously. But the people in this village not only listened to it but also ate it. They were obviously not full, but they still had the leisure to burn incense here and build such a beautiful temple. There was something wrong at first glance.

Other people in famine would want to tear down the clay Buddha, so how could they have the mood to do these things.

Moreover, in such a big temple, it is too strange that there is not a witch but a ghost. What's more, this ghost is very famous, and everyone in the village relies on her, which is really unreasonable.

Secondly, the calmness of the village chief when he saw the corpse last night, and the extremely panicked "she is back", as if he had known that there would be a murder.

The villagers must know something. Thinking of their private trafficking of women everywhere, Zong Jiu felt that he was slowly approaching the answer.

As he thought, he walked in the dark in the corridor, with the lightest footsteps.

After strengthening his eyes to the highest level, Zong Jiu's vision reached a range that ordinary people could not reach, including the increase in night vision. For example, now, he saw a fork in the road in front of him.

When he was undecided, he drew a card. It happened that Zong Jiu had accumulated two more tarot card drawing cooldowns.

On the left was Judgment, upright.

On the right was the Moon, upright.

Judgment upright carries the meaning of settling right and wrong, starting over or resurrecting from the dead; the Moon is a very frightening and unsettling card, full of weirdness and deception.

Zong Jiu thought about it and chose the right side.

You can't get a tiger cub without going into the tiger's den.

Just after he walked to the right for about two minutes, a not very clear conversation suddenly came from the darkness not far away.

The sharp and hoarse voice was very recognizable, and it was that of the Yin Po.

"Such a tragic death must be unusual. Tell me the truth."

The old voice sighed, "Three years ago, the old woman couldn't stand the hunger and hanged herself in the mud house behind the old locust tree. She was an old widow without children. She couldn't follow the traffickers to the city to enjoy the wealth and glory. She had no food to eat. I guess she hated our villagers for not sending her food. She turned into a ghost and came back to repay us after her death."

"Thanks to the people in our village for treating her so well, letting her guard the Bodhisattva land and spending money to build a spirit tablet for her..."

Zong Jiu's mind moved. Hearing the voices in front gradually stop, he immediately stepped back to avoid bumping into them.

There was indeed something wrong with the mud house behind the old locust tree.

But if it was as the old village chief said, it was just an old woman who couldn't stand the hunger and hanged herself in her mud house, then where did those deep scratches on the wall come from? Could it be that just because he starved to death and the villagers did not help, he would turn into such a terrifying ghost and come to claim his life?

Besides, if he had no guilty conscience, why would he go to such great lengths to set up a spirit tablet in front of the Bodhisattva?

Ha, isn't this the reaction of people who have done something guilty?

The moon card clearly showed that the village chief must be lying.

Zong Jiu retreated, and slowly came up with a plan in his mind.

He retreated to the fork in the road and walked towards the left intersection.

Just as he walked deep into the place and saw the kerosene lamp lit in the mourning hall in the distance, something unexpected happened!

Without any sign, the white-haired young man suddenly flashed back and dodged the attack from the darkness.

The opponent failed to hit him, gritted his teeth, and quickly launched a second wave of attack.

Zong Jiu quickly turned around, his light pink eyes were extremely sharp in the darkness, and his fingertips moved together, and several playing cards stabbed into the darkness accurately like arrows from a string.

Obviously, the other party did not expect Zong Jiu to be able to maintain a good vision in the dark. He dodged backwards in embarrassment, but his palm was accidentally pierced by a playing card and nailed straight to the wall, causing the khaki talisman paper in the palm of his hand to fall.

"Ah——"

The playing card did not completely penetrate his hand, but a tip protruded from the flesh and bones, deeply engraved into the cracks of the wall, unable to move at all.

This was not the force that Zong Jiu used to cut the aorta. After being strengthened, his wrist and finger strength were incomparable.

Yi Ruisi straightened up and looked at him with resentment.

After being slapped in the face by a newcomer in Las Vegas, he had been holding a grudge. This time, he was assigned to the same copy. After seeing him leave in the temple, Yi Ruisi followed him stealthily, intending to teach this newcomer a lesson.

The talisman he just held in his hand was an extremely vicious talisman paper called the Ju Yin Fu. The original intention was to gather negative energy, but after using it in this horror copy, it can attract unclean things to come, without the trainees having to do it themselves. It can be said to be the best at borrowing a knife to kill someone.

Originally, Yi Ruisi was planning to slap the talisman paper behind Zong Jiu and run away quickly. Unexpectedly, the plot failed and he was counterattacked.

He did not admit that he was not as skilled as others, so he could only be furious.

"You are definitely the traitor!"

Anyway, there is an iron rule among trainees that they cannot kill each other, so Yi Ruisi did not panic even though he was at a disadvantage, but instead challenged them.

What no one noticed was that the talisman paper that fell at their feet moved, ignited a deep blue flame out of thin air, slowly turned black, and curled up into a ball.