Chapter 59 Happy Event in the Mountain Village 19 I love you so much, you treat me as your dad...
Before Gao Zhifei's eyes, a pair of exquisite and beautiful red embroidered shoes appeared, followed by a red embroidered skirt... Gao Zhifei froze in place, not daring to look up.
"Hehehe..." A purple, swollen baby suddenly appeared at his feet, grinning with a mouth full of sharp teeth, "Uncle, you abandoned your wife, you are not a good person!"
Gao Zhifei was trembling all over, tears falling uncontrollably. It turned out that people would not run away when they were extremely scared. Gao Zhifei watched the little ghost hug his legs, raised his swollen purple face, stared at him with his dark pupils, and said innocently: "But I like you so much, can you be my dad?"
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After a scream, the ghost bride, the ghost baby and Gao Zhifei all disappeared, leaving only a bright red embroidered handkerchief lying alone on the ground in the empty corridor.
"He Xin" walked out of room 203 gracefully, walked slowly to the handkerchief, then picked up the handkerchief, patted the dust lovingly, and returned to the room with satisfaction.
An Rao was awakened by a knock on the door. His brain was groggy from being forced to turn on, and he stared at Bai Chuan lying on the bed opposite him for a long time before he remembered to open the door.
The door opened, and the person standing in front of him was Wang Quanmin. An Rao raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then saw the red dot between his eyebrows.
"What's the matter?" An Rao crossed his arms and looked at Wang Quanmin, who was a little furious in front of him, calmly. This old fox could no longer keep his temper.
"I am willing to exchange my clues," Wang Quanmin swept away his previous arrogance and stubbornness, "as long as you can keep me alive."
"Hey? Mr. Wang, don't say anything careless. I have nothing to do with this haunted house. How can I guarantee that you will live or die?" An Rao said slowly, "But as for the clues, it's easy to tell as long as you are willing to tell me everything you know."
"Ding ding ding--" the sound of gongs and drums downstairs interrupted their transaction.
"Dear guests on the second floor! Come down and have breakfast! Today we have our village's specialties, so you must eat them fresh out of the pot!"
An Rao looked downstairs and saw the plump Aunt Li who was beating a gong vigorously. It seemed that she was asking everyone to go downstairs and taste the food right away. An Rao shrugged regretfully at Wang Quanmin, pretending not to notice that Wang Quanmin was eager to grab his hand, then turned around and went back to the room to wake up his roommate Bai Chuan.
Breakfast was freshly steamed glutinous rice cakes dipped in sweet and delicious black sesame and white sugar crumbs and wrapped in freshly fried dough sticks. It was true that the taste would diminish with every minute of delay, but no one was in the mood to enjoy the food, not only because of the glaring red dot between Wang Quanmin's eyebrows, but also because the usually loving couple did not come down for breakfast.
"I'll go see them." Shi Yirou looked at the red dot between Wang Quanmin's eyebrows, and then thought of the red dot between her own eyebrows. She really didn't want to stay in front of Wang Quanmin for another second. After saying that, she quickly finished her breakfast and ran upstairs.
"I'll go with you." An Rao also put down the breakfast in his hand, looked around at the silent and indifferent others and said, but when he left, he saw Bai Chuan eating the glutinous rice cake covered with black sesame candy seriously. At that moment, his heart became the soft and freshly baked glutinous rice cake, and collapsed softly. An Rao couldn't help but smile, and whispered to Bai Chuan, "Drink hot soy milk after eating sweet glutinous rice cake, don't drink cold water."
Su Ming, the only minor in the audience: …
When An Rao and Shi Yirou rushed to the door of Room 203, they saw He Xin crying silently in front of an empty bed in the room, and the red handkerchief on the bed was like a pool of blood, irritating to the eyes.
"Sister He Xin, what happened?" Shi Yirou looked at the scene in front of her, a little stunned.
He Xin in the wheelchair turned around to look at the two people at the door. The short-haired woman who usually looked intellectual and calm was now crying with red eyes and nose, which broke anyone's heart.
"Gao Zhifei... wu... I woke up in the morning and found that he was gone. Only this red handkerchief was left on the bed..." Having said that, He Xin could not bear to continue and covered her face with her hands.
Losing the person you love most in the game is a devastating thing. Shi Yirou bent down with empathy, put her arms around He Xin's thin shoulders and gently comforted this unfortunate woman.
An Rao began to study the bed. The same items of the bride appeared here as at the scene of Fang Qingqing's death. An Rao remembered the little book he had seen in the room and immediately frowned. It was certain that Gao Zhifei was killed by the bride.
But how to explain the circular mark? An Rao lay on the ground and checked the distribution of dust on the floor of Room 203 inch by inch, but was disappointed to find nothing. However, the moment he stood up, An Rao paused.
He Xin was still crying, and Shi Yirou was still beside her, trying her best to comfort her.
"You should rest in your room first. I'll bring you breakfast later," An Rao said to He Xin, "I don't think you are in the mood to discuss with everyone right now."
He Xin did not object, and even wiped her tears and nodded, thanking An Rao for his kindness.
"Why don't you let her tell everyone in person about the circumstances of her husband's death?" Shi Yirou asked with a frown. If you think it's too cruel to let her describe what she saw and heard last night, then I think this kind of mercy is completely meaningless in the game.
"No," An Ran shook her head, "This person is not He Xin."
"Ah?" This time it was Shi Yirou's turn to be extremely surprised.
"When I was lying on the ground looking at the dust just now, I noticed the shoes He Xin was wearing. She had been wearing slippers since she first appeared in front of everyone because slippers are easy to put on and take off, but just now she was wearing a pair of brand new sneakers."
"What's wrong with the sneakers?" Shi Yirou looked confused.
"Put yourself in their shoes. If you were paralyzed and woke up in the morning to find your husband dead, it would be great if you could get yourself into a wheelchair. But you could still put on sneakers. Do you think it's possible?"
"That makes sense." Shi Yirou suddenly realized, "Then who is really He Xin?"
"It is very likely that she disappeared without a trace, just like the previous few people and her husband."
"If that's the case, then who was crying in front of us just now?"
"I don't know." An Ran's face looked very bad. "Things are starting to become more and more complicated."
Back at the dining table in the courtyard on the first floor, An Rao first announced the news of Gao Zhifei's death. As for He Xin, An Rao just said that she was emotionally unstable and wanted to be alone in the room to calm down.
"Three people died in three nights. I advise everyone to share the information they have." An Rao glanced at the only three remaining players. It was such a coincidence that the cunning and stubborn Wang Quanmin, the fierce and vicious scarred man, and the timid and cautious Cheng Lin, the three most difficult to deal with were all alive and well.
"Heh," the scarred man sneered, "You have so many clues in your hands, but you still care about this little bit of fly meat we found?"
"You can't say that," An Rao sat at the table leisurely, tapping his hands on the table rhythmically, and turned back into Lawyer An who was at ease at the negotiation table. "This is a puzzle game. No matter how many puzzle pieces I have, if I only lack one or two pieces in your hands, I can't complete the puzzle. I can share the clues I have, but the premise is that you must tell the truth, otherwise..." An Rao smiled harmlessly, "After all, I have so many clues, so naturally I know what the truth is. It's easy for me to distinguish the true from the false."
"Oh, by the way," An Rao tapped the table and added, "One person dies every night. There are still three days left. All my people are fine now. You should think about it."
The three men's faces turned ugly. If their people were still safe and sound because of the protection of this handsome young man, then there were still three days left and three people left. This was a simple math problem.
"I say," Wang Quanmin was the first to lose his temper. After all, the red dot between his eyebrows seemed like a guillotine on his neck, demanding his death. "I admit that I saw something strange in Wei Ronger's room."
Sure enough, An Rao narrowed his eyes.
"I found a hairpin, a pearl hairpin, in the pottery jar next to the circular mark." Wang Quanmin unconsciously glanced at Room 206, which no one had ever opened again.
“Why do you want to hide this?”
"Because... on the first night when Fang Qingqing went to wash up, Aunt Li lent her a hairpin because she had long hair and it was inconvenient for her to use it. It was a hairpin inlaid with pearls, exactly the same as the one found in Wei Ronger's room. I felt strange when I saw the hairpin on Fang Qingqing's head at that time. It was impossible for someone like Aunt Li to use such a young girl's thing. It was very likely that it belonged to the ghost bride. Later, the same hairpin was found in Wei Ronger's room, and Wei Ronger died. I knew that the rule of death must be that you cannot touch the ghost bride's things."
"You knew?! You knew but you didn't tell Fang Qingqing, causing her tragic death!" Su Ming was so angry that he pounded the table.
"Is there anything wrong with me wanting to stay alive?" Wang Quanmin asked, "If Fang Qingqing saw the hairpin in Wei Ronger's room, she would definitely put it on someone else. Who do you think is the most convenient person for her to frame? Do you think an old man like me can escape this? I can only conceal this matter and let her die on her own. Anyway, it was the haunted house that wanted her dead, not me, so what does it have to do with me?"
Selfish, cruel and disgusting.
Abandonment. This word suddenly popped into An Rao's mind for no reason. Just like the betrayal that was so obvious in the pirate ship, the haunted house gave him a strong sense of abandonment. Zheng Baodi's parents abandoned him because they favored boys over girls, and Zheng Baodi abandoned his biological brother Zheng Zhenbao because of his anger. Wang Quanmin abandoned his teammate Fang Qingqing in order to survive, and He Xin, who was not sure if she was still a human being, abandoned her husband in order to survive.
So, what about Wei Ronger? Who did she abandon again?
And is there a bigger background or source for this abandonment? Could this source be the key to breaking the impasse?
An Rao looked towards Bai Chuan unconsciously, only to see that his brows were furrowed, and his whole body was in a strange state of defense.
"Cough, cough!" An Rao coughed. The early morning in the mountains in late autumn made him feel cold. He stayed in the mountains for three days in thin clothes without getting sick. He thought it was a miracle. Bai Chuan finally woke up from his dream at this time.
"I had a strange dream yesterday," the scarred man who almost never spoke finally spoke, "In the dream, someone used something that I cared about the most to lure me over. It was something unknown to others and buried deep in my heart. No one else knew it except me, but the person who lured me in the dream knew it. I almost fell for it in the dream, but in the end I suddenly realized that I was in a haunted house and refused."
Lure. It was the same situation that Shi Yirou had encountered before. The haunted house used the people or things that people cared about the most to lure them into the trap.
"It's very similar to my situation." Shi Yirou said, "But there's no red spot between your eyebrows."
The scarred man didn't respond to the conversation, but stared at An Rao: "It's your turn."
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