The village chief cursed the murderer with righteous indignation. Apart from denouncing the crimes of the three, his words did not reveal any meaningful information. His anger made Cheng Shuang momentarily dazed, as if the person who was tied up was the real murderer.
If she didn't know the truth, she would definitely think that way.
The final punishment for murderers was to be escorted to the cliff behind the mountain and pushed off. Those who survived were spared by God, while those who died had paid for their lives.
The only word Qingyun used correctly to curse was "despicable".
The use of vigilante justice to disregard the law in cases of murder is always deeply abhorrent.
As everyone gradually left the square and headed up the mountain, the players, dressed in completely different clothes from the villagers, split into two groups. One group followed them up the mountain, while the other group broke away from the villagers, clearly intending to take advantage of the absence of people in the village to observe the situation.
Something else was put in the wine, and the three men, who were tightly bound, were carried up the mountain with their heads hanging low. They did not use any skills or cards to escape, and it was unclear whether they were restricted or what.
Qingyun followed along, sobbing softly. Sun Han gave Du Jun and Cheng Shuang a look and then followed as well.
Li Lei glanced at his two temporary teammates who remained behind, then at Sun Han who was heading up the mountain. He gritted his teeth, pulled his girlfriend along, and chose Sun Han. After all, compared to the two young men, Sun Han seemed more mature and trustworthy.
Cheng Shuang and Du Jun exchanged a glance and silently walked towards the deserted village entrance. The little girl whispered, "There's movement inside the door with the crescent moon hanging over it; it's not that no one's there."
She paused, looking at the old man and the girl who were stranded on one side of the main road. The old man was about sixty years old, and the girl was about sixteen or seventeen. Their clothes were not very thick, and they were each carrying a large backpack. They did not look like natives or NPCs, let alone maintainers.
At that moment, the girl was looking at her curiously, seemingly also wondering about her identity.
The little girl turned her gaze away and continued talking to Du Jun: "It's strange. The room we entered yesterday should have been next to the bride in her wedding dress, not behind it, but the back door of the courtyard next to the dirt road is behind it."
“There’s nothing strange about it.” Du Jun shook his head. “You probably didn’t notice last night, but although the furnishings in the two rooms are the same, the door to the room for the matchmaker in wedding attire is on the south side, while the door to the room for the matchmaker in mourning attire is on the north side. The layout is exactly the opposite.”
Cheng Shuang seemed to understand. "I understand now. I thought the Yin-Yang Courtyard was shaped like the character '田' (field), but actually the two rooms and the courtyard are shaped like the character '目' (eye). However, there is a thin wall separating the two horizontal lines in the middle of the '目', which divides the rooms into a layout where they are connected but the courtyards are not connected."
"Do you see that the house doors in the yard face the yard gate directly?"
If not, then the little girl's analysis is correct.
Cheng Shuang recalled for a moment and said with certainty, "No, the door was slightly to the right from my angle, but because there was a small woodshed on the left side of the yard, it was visually in the center."
“There is more than one ancestral hall in the village.” Du Jun said calmly. He glanced at the old man and the young man who had been following them and lowered his voice. “But from the outside, every courtyard looks the same. It is almost impossible to tell which is a residence and which is an ancestral hall.”
"Hmm, how did Qingfeng find us?"
"He said he saw a faint white light outside the courtyard wall."
I see. It was the defensive features of the matching sleeping bags that gave them away. The village used yellow light bulbs, while the white candles all went out in the middle of the night.
"Luckily, you packed your sleeping bag quickly, so your temporary teammates didn't see it."
Cheng Shuang sighed, realizing that details were indeed very important.
At the entrance of the village, there is a bare but wide dirt road running horizontally, with tire tracks on the road. On the other side of the dirt road are fields.
A small stone tablet stood beside them, the characters on the front painted in ancient style, in traditional Chinese characters painted in red lacquer, but the back was blank. The two examined it closely, but couldn't recognize it. Until an old voice rang out: "This is the name of the village."
The two looked back and saw the old man and the young man standing quietly at a safe distance. The one who spoke was the old man; although he was old, he was vigorous and his spirit didn't seem like the type to end his own life. But everyone has their own difficulties, and neither Cheng Shuang nor Du Jun were the kind of people who would prick someone's heart out of curiosity.
Du Jun asked politely, "Do you know the name of this village?"
The girl giggled, a blush rising on her healthy, not-so-fair skin. "My grandfather has a wide range of knowledge."
Her smugness wasn't off-putting, especially after she noticed the exceptionally handsome face of the boy opposite her. She blushed for a moment, but quickly regained her composure, her eyes clear with appreciation for beauty.
“I can tell this little girl that you can’t listen.”
Du Jun hesitated for a moment. The old man and the young man looked frail and easy to bully, but he could not ignore the object protruding from the zipper of their huge backpacks. It was as long as an arm. Although it was covered by strips of cloth and he could not see its true appearance, he guessed that it should be some kind of cold weapon.
This is probably the biggest reason why they were able to get to this point from being newcomers.
Cheng Shuang had no reservations. The young girl harbored not only a glimmer of hope but also believed that there was no enmity between them, and the other party had no reason to easily make an enemy. Moreover, unlike normal villages, the village chief, in his lengthy accusations of the three men's crimes, never mentioned the village's name. Therefore, the village name might indeed be very important, at least encompassing certain key points.
"Okay, shall we say it here?"
"Can!"
Seeing that Cheng Shuang agreed, Du Jun said nothing more, took a few steps back and stopped moving, while the girl stared at him, silently indicating that she should continue to retreat.
The little girl suddenly grinned mischievously, "Sister, isn't my brother handsome?"
"Okay..." The girl suddenly came to her senses, her face flushed red again, and she was a little embarrassed to look any further. She directly shouted, "Step back three meters."
The old man shook his head. Actually, he really hoped that his granddaughter could have a friend of the same age, even if they could only spend time together for a while, it would be better than her spending all her time with him, an old man. Unfortunately, reality forces people to grow up.
New tourists often don't have the opportunity to grow, and young veteran tourists are extremely rare.
Yes, the so-called newcomers and old people are just titles arbitrarily given to them by the maintainers. They call themselves tourists. Unlike the maintainers who are favored by the Gate of Reincarnation, those who die by suicide simply have a few more opportunities to travel before returning to the abyss of darkness.
"Alright, Lianrong, when we need someone's help, we should be more sincere." Of course, the old man was willing to back down because he was quite confident in his judgment of people. The two children did not defend the condescending attitude towards the tourists.
At least by cooperating with them, you don't have to worry about being used or betrayed.
Lianrong listened to her grandfather and immediately whispered the answer to Cheng Shuang: "Twin Village."
The little girl wasn't surprised, but Lianrong hadn't finished speaking when she said, "Let's cooperate, and I'll tell you the former name of Twin Village."
"Has it been renamed?" Cheng Shuang looked at the stone tablet in surprise. Could just a few words on it really reveal so much?
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