"Tsk, Miss Ying'er is a nice person. I never thought that I could drink chicken soup and eat chicken here."

Zhou Like took a sip of the hot soup and let out a long breath, seemingly extremely satisfied.

The sun is setting.

It was getting dark.

The tour group sat around the table and had dinner.

A large pot of fresh chicken and a large pot of chicken soup were brought by Yinger not long ago.

Even Fatty Jin endured his nausea, standing at the table and eating his food vigorously, just trying to stay away from the corpse as much as possible.

In the past few days wandering in the mountains, he has never eaten white rice, and only eats some high-energy food to satisfy his hunger.

"Why is it egg steamed buns during the day, but a big meal at night?"

Wang Wang felt strange.

"It's not easy. I feel guilty. We found out about Hu Die, so we improved the food to please us."

Zhou Like vowed: "Hu Die definitely didn't commit suicide. It was definitely what the village did to her that caused her death. That's why she didn't want to be reincarnated and became a ghost, staying in the village to harm people."

The more he talked, the more Zhou Like felt that his analysis was very reasonable.

"It must be so!"

"I think we'd better mind our own business,"

Perhaps now it is finally seen that the seven of them are a group, and the fat man with a grain of rice stuck to the corner of his mouth obviously lacks confidence when speaking.

"How that Hu Die died has nothing to do with us. We don't need to ask for trouble. If she was really killed by this village, we will be even more silent."

"Why?"

Zhou Like looked at it.

"Think about it."

Those who work in the business of guiding are more active in their minds, and Fatty Jin is the same. At this time, he understood that the best choice for him is to integrate into the other party's group, so he didn't mind the previous dispute with Zhou Like at all.

"If Hu Die was really killed, we know, and if people in this village find out we know, they will let us go? Maybe they will kill us!"

Although he seemed to be saying a tongue twister, everyone still understood what he meant.

From his point of view, it does make sense.

Unfortunately.

Fatty Jin didn't know that these seven people were fundamentally different from him, and he didn't think about how to leave the village safely as soon as possible.

"So we'd better stop acting rashly. We just need to wait for the miasma outside to dissipate. Let's leave the village immediately and contact the police. Regardless of the death of Hu Die or Zhen Zhibing, the police can investigate at that time."

No one spoke.

According to the thinking logic of an ordinary person, what Fatty Jin said is correct, and it can even be said to be the most correct and safe way.

But…

"I'm afraid this miasma won't dissipate in a short period of time."

Zhou Like sighed.

Want to wait for the miasma to dissipate and leave the village safely?

I'm afraid the day lily will be cold by then.

At least he can be sure that this miasma will definitely not dissipate within the seven days stipulated in the game mission.

Either they survived seven days in this village, and then passed the customs smoothly.

Or, like Zhen Zhibing on the ground, stay here forever.

"Why?"

Fatty Jin looked puzzled.

"Because I'm not only a novelist, but also an astrologer, you know."

Zhou Like opened his mouth and came.

"real or fake?"

Fatty Jin expressed doubts.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the entrance of the village tomorrow and find out."

After eating, the sky was completely dark, even darker than yesterday, and even the moon was gone.

There are still nine people left, excluding Ge Rou, the tour group decided to form a group of two and take turns staying overnight.

For the sake of fairness and to pass the time, Zhou Like made several paper balls, and those who got the same number were divided into groups.

As a result, Ye Xin and the Roy were assigned together by coincidence.

One o'clock.

Roy leaned against the door with folded arms.

Ye Xin was sitting at the table, not far from his feet was a corpse covered with a cloth.

The bedrooms had already been crowded, and the night watchmen could only stay in the main room, sharing the same room with the corpse.

"What do you do?"

A clear voice sounded, Ye Xin raised his eyes, and found that the female policewoman leaning against the door was staring at him.

"I mean in reality."

"bodyguard."

As always, Ye Xin cherished words like gold, but this time he didn't turn a deaf ear or keep his mouth shut.

The Roy raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised.

indeed.

It's not that she has never seen a bodyguard before, but this is the first time she has seen such a young bodyguard.

From the outside, this young man should be in his early twenties.

However, as a bodyguard, it is understandable to have such a tenacious heart.

"Why are you hiding your information?"

Roy didn't ask any further questions. She was a policeman, not a gossip reporter. She didn't have a penchant for prying into people's privacy, so she quickly changed the topic.

"Because the rules allow it."

Ye Xin replied calmly, the response he gave was once again unexpected for the policeman, and he had nothing to say.

Just like in reality.

Nothing is prohibited by law,

The same goes for the firecracker game.

As long as the rules of the game allow it, how the player chooses depends entirely on the player's preference. Why must there be a reason?

It's like meeting a person wearing a mask in reality, can you rush up and ask why he wears a mask?

"Are you depressed too?"

After a while of aphasia, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Roy spoke again. At first glance, it sounded very impolite, even insulting, but her expression was very serious and serious.

Ye Xin didn't feel angry, his expression was as usual, he seemed to be thinking about this question seriously, and after looking at Roy for a while, he also responded formally.

"No."

"..."

The corner of Roy's mouth twitched. As a professional police officer who is good at interrogation and negotiation, he was stunned for a while.

She has seen all kinds of prisoners since she was in the profession, including some twisted and perverted ones, but none of them gave her such a strange feeling.

She even began to wonder uncontrollably, is this young man a "player"? Could he be an alternative "NPC" character arranged by the game?

How can human emotions be so indifferent, even...empty?

Staring at the face that she had to admit was too handsome, Roy encouraged herself many times, but finally gave up communicating with the young man, turned around, opened the door, and wanted to breathe.

"Squeak..."

With the opening of the wooden door, Roy's eyes flashed, and his pupils suddenly narrowed.

"who?!"

It was pitch black outside and there was no sound.

Ye Xin stood up and walked to the door.

"Did you see that?"

The Roy people still stared outside intently.

"What?"

"A group of black shadows swayed past the gate of the yard just now."

The Roy turned his head and raised his sharp eyebrows, "You really didn't see it?"

Ye Xin, who was standing beside him, looked at the darkness outside the house, and shook his head slightly.