no doubt.

Zhou Like who went out to deliver umbrellas in the rain just now must not be himself.

Or to be precise, not human at all.

If Ye Xin hadn't proposed to buy a few oranges and continued to follow him, one could imagine the end.

"Yesin, thank you."

After reacting, Wang Wang looked at the seemingly lonely young man with extremely sincere eyes.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a real life-saving grace.

"Yesin, how did you realize something was wrong?"

After being stunned, Gao Fuwen couldn't help his inner curiosity.

If you judge others by yourself, if you change it to yourself, you may have fallen into a situation where there is no redemption.

This is not to belittle oneself.

He can guarantee that not only himself, but as long as it was not Ye Xin at the time, it would be doomed for anyone in the player.

After all, who would doubt their teammates for no reason?

"Because Zhou Like is left-handed, but he held the umbrella with his right hand at that time."

Ye Xin's understated response made everyone unexpected, and Shen Lu couldn't help but wondered: "That's it?"

Ye Xin nodded.

Everyone in the room looked at each other.

Entering the game, it was the third day, but none of them noticed that Zhou Like was left-handed.

Even if Zhou Like and Ye Xin had a good relationship, and Ye Xin discovered this, who would always observe such details?

Zhou Like himself was a little sluggish. He looked at Ye Xin blankly for a while, then swallowed his saliva, looked up at the mountain, and murmured: "Ye Xin, you are so awesome."

Everyone is impressed.

The Roy watched the young man silently. At the same time, he asked himself many times in his heart whether he would have noticed something wrong if he was in that situation, but the results were all the same.

If she and Wang Wang had gone to the village head's house together before, they might never have returned.

The degree of delicacy of the other party's mind is simply outrageous!

"So, what you saw just now was a ghost?"

Fatty Jin looked a little flustered, he hesitated and said: "How many ghosts are there in this village?"

Fatty Jin's words reminded everyone.

"Yeah, why is there another ghost?"

Shen Lu was surprised: "Could it be that Hu Die is not the only resentful spirit in this village?"

"Is it possible that Hu Die pretended to be me just now?"

Zhou Like guessed.

"Probably not."

Shen Zhenggang shook his head.

"Why?"

Zhou Like looked over puzzled.

Shen Zhenggang said in a thick voice, "Since Hu Die directly appeared in front of Ye Xin before, why bother to pretend this time."

Zhou Like frowned, thinking that this reason was not convincing, it was just the other party's subjective guess and personal feeling,

Ye Xin did not comment.

If Shen Zhenggang's analysis was based on intuition, then after the incident of giving the umbrella just now, he could almost be sure that there was definitely more than one ghost in this village.

The "Zhou Like" he saw just now was definitely not Hu Die.

Speaking of it, he was unlucky enough, he didn't feel much in the novice book, but this time he entered the game, the power of luck D began to gradually show.

The ghost appeared several times, but was almost always encountered by him.

"No matter how many ghosts there are in the village, everyone must be careful in the future. This time, the ghosts are very powerful, and they can disguise themselves. Be vigilant."

Wang Wang, who escaped from the dead, solemnly reminded everyone.

Several people nodded in unison.

In the evening, the rain stopped a little.

Perhaps because of the rain, Yinger did not come to deliver meals, and the tour group could only eat the dry food they brought.

Zhou Like rummaged through his bag, but found everything. Then he remembered that he gave all the only bags of compressed biscuits to others.

"Yesin, do you have anything to eat?"

Injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner.

All his rations were taken away by Ye Xin before, so he can only look for Ye Xin at this time.

But he didn't know that Ye Xin was purely an empty-handed white wolf owner, and his bag was cleaner than him, so he couldn't get anything to fill his stomach.

"Damn, you don't have nothing to eat, do you? Have you eaten all my two bags of biscuits?"

Ye Xin didn't look at him.

The corner of Zhou Like's mouth twitched.

"Give."

Fortunately, teammates are more righteous.

Gao Fuwen, who was lucky to be A, generously donated two cans to prevent the two from starving.

"I don't know if that ghost has read "Back View". If he has, little brother, you may be in danger."

Fatty Jin was leaning against the door, nibbling on chocolate, and staring at Ye Xin with his small thief eyes.

It's not that he has never seen people making fun of dead people. After all, in some places, people swear in the street, and the way they say it is to greet their ancestors.

But it was indeed the first time I encountered someone making fun of ghosts.

"It's not like everyone has gone through nine years of compulsory education. This village is isolated from the outside world, and they have basically never read any books. That ghost must have been from this village before he was alive. How could he understand?"

Zhou Like was broad-minded and didn't mind that Ye Xin cheated him of his rations. He repaid his grievances with kindness, opened the can, and said in relief: "Ye Xin, don't worry, it's okay."

Shen Lu couldn't help laughing, even though she knew the situation was not suitable, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then hurriedly covered her mouth.

The Roy people ate the tough beef jerky silently.

"The rain seems to have stopped."

Gao Fuwen, who was also a little ridiculous, shook his head and looked outside the house.

At this time, several black shadows suddenly entered the yard and quickly approached the house.

The tour group couldn't help feeling wary.

As the distance got closer, I realized that it was a few villagers.

After entering the house, several villagers wanted to carry away the corpse on the ground without saying a word.

"What are you doing?!"

Ge Rou hurriedly stopped him.

"It was the village chief who asked us to come here."

One of the village chiefs had a bad tone, frowning and staring at the tour group: "Didn't you find the village chief to dispose of the corpse?"

"It's the village head we're looking for."

Wang Wang asked, "But isn't it cremated here?"

"Cremated here? What if there is a fire? Are you responsible?"

The village name looked cold and hard, too lazy to talk nonsense, "You don't need to worry about the rest, just go to the village chief's house tomorrow to get the ashes."

Ge Rou was at a loss.

"Have you thought about it? Don't let us carry it away, you can handle it yourself."

The villagers seemed anxious and extremely impatient.

"Okay, let them carry it away, it's not the same where you burn it."

Fatty Jin pinched his nose, as if he had already smelled the stench.

"Miss Ge..."

Wang Wang looked at Ge Rou.

"You guys carry it away."

Ge Rou's voice trembled slightly, and he didn't want to affect everyone because of himself.

"Carry it away." Several villagers moved quickly, quickly lifted the corpse and left.

Ge Rou followed to the door, watched them obsessively, and watched them disappear into the night.

Shen Lu walked over, put his arms around her shoulders, and comforted her silently.

Fatty Jin put down his hands, and exhaled deeply as if relieved

"I can finally sleep well tonight."