When Roy came back, he heard sobs and Shen Lu's comforting voice from the bedroom.

"She's awake?"

Wang Wang nodded and quickly asked, "Did you find anything?"

Everyone seemed to be looking forward to her return.

The Roy put down the chicken blood in his hand, first glanced at Ye Xin who was standing against the wall, and then said unhurriedly: "A woman named Hu Die lived in that house before."

Butterfly?

Ye Xin, who kept a certain distance from the others, subconsciously remembered the lifelike butterfly sticker on the spotless vanity mirror just now.

"Are there any other women in this village?"

Facing Shen Zhenggang's gaze, Roy shook his head.

"This Hu Die is not from the village. Like us, she also came here for tourism and entered this village by mistake."

"She died here?"

Gao Fuwen asked the question straight to the point.

The Roy hummed and was about to speak when Fatty Jin suddenly walked in from the outside.

"Who's dead?"

He looked at everyone suspiciously.

"Aren't you unwilling to stay with the dead body, why come in?"

Zhou Like, who was recording everyone's conversation and planned to write it into a novel, saw that Fatty Jin came in to do something bad, so he hurried him out.

"Don't you feel panicky at all? This corpse will stink soon!"

Seeing that a few people ignored him and didn't know good from bad, Fatty Jin, who was ignored, cursed at a bunch of crazy people, and then walked out with the bowl of chicken blood.

"what are you doing?"

Zhou Like asked subconsciously.

"Go and sprinkle the door, can I still drink it? Since this village has this custom, it is more or less useful."

Fatty Jin walked out with the chicken blood in his hand.

"It's completely feudal superstition, pure self-deception."

Zhou Like didn't believe at all that sprinkling some blood at the door would keep people safe. I really don't know how this saying is prevalent in this village, it's just extremely ignorant.

"Miss Yinger told me that Hu Die committed suicide in that house."

Seeing Fatty Jin go out, Roy continued what he had just interrupted.

"suicide?"

Wang Wang frowned, obviously doubting this statement,

"The explanation given by Ying'er is that Hu Die suffers from severe depression. This illness may be true, but in some respects, she must have lied."

Roy said without much fluctuation on his face.

As a senior policeman, she naturally would not take Yinger's one-sided words lightly, even if she did not express any doubts at the time.

Hu Die should be dead, but nine times out of ten it will not be suicide.

Otherwise, Ye Xin couldn't explain the faceless girl in that house.

A person who decided to commit suicide would dress so festively?

unless.

——The faceless female ghost that Ye Xin saw not long ago was someone else.

"Yesin..."

Zhou Like, who had been taking notes with a pen, seemed to think of something suddenly, and hesitantly looked at Ye Xin who was standing by the wall, independent of everyone.

"This butterfly, could it be the butterfly in the nursery rhyme we heard this morning? Those **** obviously changed the words in Who Killed the Mockingbird."

Ye Xin remained silent, as if acquiescing to Zhou Like's suspicion.

"Those children should not have this ability. If they want to change, it can only be changed by others."

Gao Fuwen said.

The origin of the scary nursery rhymes sung by the children in the village should be clear by now, and it was probably brought into the village by this butterfly.

It is not uncommon for a depressed patient whose heart has been torn apart by the illness to understand these eerie things.

The key is.

She also seems to have no reason to change "robin" to herself.

"Butterflies? Where are butterflies?"

Fatty Jin came in after spilling the blood, the bowl in his hand was already empty, he looked around suspiciously, and then looked at the people in the room wonderingly.

"What are you talking about? Why didn't you talk when I came in? Where are the butterflies here? In this ghost village, I haven't even seen a bird so far."

"What butterfly? We're talking about Hu... Butterfly, that's a person!"

Zhou Like said unhappily.

"Butterfly?"

Fatty Jin finally came to his senses after Zhou Like's "reminder". Curiously asked: "Who is Hu Die?"

"not human."

Fatty Jin looked at Zhou Like blankly.

"What do you mean?"

"This Hu Die is a ghost, a ghost that can break people's necks, understand?"

Fatty Jin was taken aback.

"Hu Die is also a donkey friend, similar to us. He also got lost in the mountains and entered this village."

The mild-tempered Gao Fuwen explained.

"etc…"

Fatty Jin's eyes became a little dazed, and he frowned, "...I seem to know the butterfly you mentioned."

"you know?"

Everyone was taken aback, and they all focused on Fatty Jin.

Perhaps because he had never received such attention before, Fatty Jin was not used to it for a while, he stumbled and said: "Actually, I don't know each other, I just heard that a girl named Hu Die disappeared in the mountains. In order to find her, the police also specially I searched the mountains, and the news was a sensation at the time, but I searched the mountains with great fanfare, but found nothing, and finally had to let it go, I didn't expect her to hide in this village."

"How long ago?"

Roy asked. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"It was about a year ago."

After finishing speaking, Fatty Jin looked around at everyone.

"You said she was a ghost just now, what do you mean?"

"After she entered the village, she didn't go out. The Yinger girl said that she committed suicide in the village because of depression."

Zhou Like said.

"real or fake?"

Fatty Jin's face trembled, and he looked at the corpse on the ground with apprehension.

"It's not like she killed Zhen Zhibing, right?"

"Probably."

"But we have no grievances or enmities with her, and we haven't even met face to face. What did she do to us?"

Zhou Like laughed, "Ghosts harm people, do you need any reason? You think it's a human being who committed the crime, so what motive logic do you care about?"

Fatty Jin was speechless.

Standing alone from the crowd, Ye Xin was thoughtful from a position where he could see everyone's expressions clearly.

The speaker has no intention.

The listener has a heart.

As Zhou Like said.

There is really no logic in ghosts harming people.

But this game is logical.

This point can be seen from the copy of the curse of Meilan Mountain last time.

There is definitely a rule to follow in the firewood game, but this "rule" is different from the usual impression.

The Roy people did not participate in the debate between Zhou Like and Fatty Jin, nor did they interrupt. After the silence fell, the policewoman who could rely on her looks subconsciously shifted her gaze to the young man standing by the outer wall.

This position, analyzed from a psychological point of view, shows that it is vigilant, alert or even repulsive to the outside world.

At this moment, the other party is out of focus and absent-minded.

Roy raised his eyebrows slightly.

What is he thinking again?