Six Days in a Deserted Village (Thirteen)



Six Days in a Deserted Village (Thirteen)

When he first entered the village, Xu Wei was very interested in the monument at the entrance of the village.

It is weathered, half of it is buried in the soil, its corners are blunted, and its color is dull and gloomy, as if covered with a layer of dust. It looks even more inconspicuous against the shadows of the old locust tree branches and leaves.

But if you look closely, you can see some mottled marks on the dark body of the stone tablet, but it is hard to tell what they are because of the long time. It is like a lonely old man who is keeping a secret alone.

The little boy pulled her into the grave nursery rhyme twice, delusionally hiding the secret.

Xu Wei finally arrived in front of the stone tablet when the water level rose to his waist.

She took a deep breath and dived into the water.

The stone tablet was still half submerged in the soil, but a deep pit had appeared nearby. The water had already covered it, and now, an endless stream of bright red was spreading out from it, followed by corpses with tragic deaths.

They floated upward from the bottomless black hole, and Xu Wei saw familiar faces.

Mrs. Zhang, the village chief, Chen San, Zhang Qian, the trafficked people... the villagers who always crowded under the eaves and cast prying eyes at the players had different expressions, all of them still in the fear of death.

Xu Wei tried hard to open his eyes wide and search in the rushing water.

No matter how the little boy coaxed her, or took her to see the farce in Yuejia Village, Xu Wei knew from the beginning that he was trying to delay.

The little boy couldn't kill her, so he could only find ways to trap her, and then use the remaining strength to defeat the others one by one.

Xu Wei couldn't control himself from being pulled into its world, and he believed that his teammates could do everything as planned.

She was held back, and in a way held it back.

The reason why we didn't find a way to escape from here as soon as possible was that the dungeon process had only reached the third day, and the amount of information obtained by the players was too little. Many plots and investigations were not unlocked in time before the BOSS plot was suddenly opened, which was fatal for players who needed to complete the bracelet tasks.

They needed more information, especially regarding the "New Gods".

The water level had risen to the middle of the old locust tree. Xu Wei surfaced to take a breath, and the raindrops hit his face, causing some pain.

She dived deeper and deeper, towards the bottom of the dark cave.

Sometimes it is not difficult to identify lies, but it is difficult to distinguish when the truth is half true or half false, or when the truth conceals part of the facts.

The little boy was very smart. He had already figured out how to hide his story.

Whether it was the nursery rhyme he recited for the first time, or the second time he was forced by his grandmother to swallow something to exorcise the devil at the grave, he tried to dominate the story with his own miserable experience.

It was trying hard to explain that it was understandable that it had become like this - the evil and crazy atmosphere in the village, the chaotic family environment and the abuse from loved ones were the triggering factors.

It said that it died on its father's grave and was killed by its grandmother.

But a lie that is half true and half false can easily contradict itself because of the part that is true.

Xu Wei will never forget the excited look in its eyes when it was tearing the mouse apart, nor will he ignore its eager expression when it saw the blood on Mrs. Zhang's face.

If the existence of Yuejia Village is a group of ignorant, superstitious, crazy and evil people, then it is an existence nurtured by this land that is even more evil than the evil.

The scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood before her further confirmed her guess.

The power of Yuezu God was greatly reduced due to the loss of his body, so in this copy, the little boy who is also an evil god cannot escape the fate of being bound by his body.

It is hiding its true place of death.

If you are attracted by its life experience and try to explore the story behind it because of a few vague words "you come for me", then you have truly been fooled by it.

Putting aside all the superficial aspects, the next judgment will be easy to make.

Cannibalism was already prevalent in Yuejia Village when Mrs. Zhang's family was still around. It had become an obsession and had evolved from sacrificing villagers in the beginning to a joint operation of luring and buying outsiders. There was even a platform built specifically for this purpose in the big square, where people would just wait for the animals to be slaughtered so they could scramble to share the food.

They also believe that boys are the most long-lived.

In this situation, Xu Wei did not think that Mrs. Zhang would kill the little boy directly at the grave.

If they really want to do it, it will be a fresh body that can make them immortal.

In the tombstone-dropping ceremony performed by two children as sacrifices, the head was chopped off with a machete, leaving only a thin layer of skin hanging down.

Just like the little boy's head that was always crooked.

Last time in the grave, Xu Wei not only cut its throat, but also stabbed it. This time, the more serious knife wound on the chest disappeared, and the cut on the neck became even more serious.

It couldn't hide its real wounds, so it tried desperately to cover them up and divert her attention - the real place of death was most likely the platform in the square or the stone tablet at the entrance of the village.

There was no clue near the platform, so Xu Wei came all the way here.

The darkness at the bottom of the cave was beyond imagination. The weak light from the flashlight could only illuminate a part of the water waves and the increasingly sparse piles of floating corpses. If I dive deeper, I would not have enough air to return.

Xu Wei dived again.

The truth is more complicated than she thought, but also more favorable to the players.

When she saw the huge pit near the stone tablet and the countless corpses, she finally understood why the copy was called Deserted Village.

This village ceased to exist long ago.

The little boy was coaxed by his grandmother into eating all kinds of "exorcism" things, and finally "got rid of the evil spirit". So his grandmother saw him off, fed him cakes, put on new clothes, and walked all the way to the stone tablet at the entrance of the village, where a group of hungry people were waiting.

He was pressed against the stone tablet, hacked at with a machete, blood splattered all over the ground, and the hungry crowd rushed up to share the food.

"Immortality..."

"Immortality!"

Grandma took the most delicious and largest piece of meat and ate it with relish: "Fifty years, I can wait another fifty years..."

Finally, the ghosts who died in Yuejia Village, the inherent evil of the little boy, the bloody smell that permeated and grew on this land, and the heinous and innumerable sins of this group of cult followers together brewed a new evil god.

It was born for revenge, and it slaughtered everyone when it was born.

The corpses were piled up.

Xu Wei's eyes lit up.

A skeleton with some flesh and skin still attached to it lay quietly at the bottom of the cave. It was not affected by the buoyancy, but instead seemed somewhat heavy.

She held her last breath and swam to the bottom, using her skill the moment she touched it.

The world is collapsing.

The surging tide receded with a rumble, the ground shattered into countless tiny pieces, the picture began to distort and twist frequently, and everything was being destroyed.

She found the most vulnerable part of this world, which collapsed instantly with the touch of a tiny needle tip.

The dazzling sun once again covered the sky, exuding a scorching temperature.

Xu Wei appeared at the door of the village chief's house, still lying prone on the ground and stretching to reach something.

In front of her, a calf with alternating blood-red muscle texture and white bones was just one centimeter away from her palm.

The skeleton turned around, his jaw opening and closing. "Grandma, is there anything else I can do for you? If not, I have to continue my parade."

Xu Wei got up from the ground, glanced at the dilapidated village that had suddenly become desolate, decayed and covered with dust, and nodded.

"Go ahead."

After the Skeleton Village Chief limped away, she glanced at the red statue still in her hand, and the lines on his face became clearer.

She hurried to the player's residence.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Chen Yu crying.

Zhang Hao, Sun Yi, Lu Fanye, Chen Yu, but no Lu Qian.

Sun Yi's face looked very bad, the bandage on his abdomen was still oozing blood, and he was cursing.

Zhang Hao was saying something in a deep voice to the pale-faced Lu Fanye.

Seeing Xu Wei, Chen Yu took a few steps back in surprise. The wound on his arm hit the already tattered corner of the table. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground, and the table collapsed.

Zhang Hao looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Xu Wei paused as he stepped into the doorway: "What's wrong?"

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Sun Yi looked at her warily.

Xu Wei raised his eyebrows: "Someone pretended to be me when I was away?"

Chen Yu sat on the ground with his arms folded, looking at her with expectation and fear.

Zhang Hao kept glancing at Lu Fanye, as if he wanted to ask something but didn't dare to say it.

Xu Wei confronted four people alone, and the eerie silence lasted for a long time.

"Is it her?" Zhang Hao couldn't help but ask.

Lu Fanye had been staring at her with a complicated look since she came in, and now he finally spoke: "Xu Wei."

Xu Wei walked closer without fear, looked him in the eye, and hummed through his nose: "Have you seen enough? Is the anchor point correct?"

She was greeted with a tight hug.

His hands wrapped around her waist firmly, the scent of lime lingering on her clothes filled her face. He lowered his head and moved closer to her, his warm breath spraying on her neck, and his nose rubbed against her lovingly.

It was like a traveler who had been lost for a long time and finally found his way home at this moment.

Chen Yu's sudden burst of sobbing became a background sound that could not be ignored. She cried so hard that she was out of breath, hiccuping constantly, and her words were broken and weak.

"One day earlier, if only I could come back one day earlier..."

"Why now..."

"Lü Qian, Lü Qian... wuwuwu..."

Sun Yi's eyes also turned red, and he turned away with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Hao sighed: "I'm glad you're back."

Xu Wei hugged Lu Fanye back carefully to avoid hurting the wound on his back, and patted his shoulder gently, and was hugged tighter by the latter.

"what happens?"

Chen Yu lost his ability to speak, Sun Yi was suppressing his emotions, Zhang Hao shook his head and sighed: "I don't even know where to start. After we... came out from underground, we found your body lying on the ground. Lu Fanye didn't believe you would die, so everyone kept looking for you until... the next day."

"When we woke up that morning, everything was back to how it was on the first day. We were locked in a cell, and after finally escaping and reuniting, it was as if we were cursed, trapped in a three-day cycle. Every time the third night passed, everything was back to zero."

Sun Yi wiped away the tears from his eyes. "We have been in this cycle for three months. We have tried countless ways to break the cycle. One time, Lu Qian and I successfully found the body of the little boy, but a ghost suddenly appeared disguised as 'you', snatched the body and injured him. After that, every time we were about to succeed, there were various 'you' who came to stop us."

"We had no choice but to do whatever we could to kill... the thing pretending to be 'you'. Later, the cycle was finally broken. The village suddenly became desolate and dilapidated. The villagers turned into skeletons and would hunt us down at night. Then, the cycle began again..."

Zhang Hao said sadly: "Lü Qian...could not endure the endless cycle, so he died together with the ghost yesterday."

Chen Yu sobbed: "I didn't keep an eye on him. He was in a serious trance..."

At this point, she couldn't control her emotions again and broke down crying.

"Only one day, only one day..."

"Sorry...I'm late."

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