Chapter 166 Who is she?
The whole audience was silent.
Everyone's tongue seemed to be caught and they could not utter a word.
It was like a well-rehearsed play had mistakes one after another, leading to another major bug, and the people in the play didn't know what to do.
Gu Dingbang was a little anxious: "I didn't lie! I'm not a child anymore!"
He tried to roll up his sleeves to show the village committee members his bulging arm muscles, and emphasized: "I have grown up, and I have grown very big!"
No one answered him. After a while, a village committee member laughed briefly and said in a sly voice, "Don't talk, you little brat who hasn't even grown all his hair yet."
Then they started discussing heatedly again.
Gu Dingbang stood there at a loss, biting his lip, not quite understanding what was going on.
Liuwei tapped his cheek with his fingers thoughtfully.
***
The ritual recorded in the book is not difficult. The only thing that may be required is the sacrifice of one hundred lives in a specific direction.
It is said that this will seal the "Tiangui".
The mountain village is not big, but with only a hundred people, even if the entire village is emptied, they can still be gathered together.
Liuwei narrowed his eyes slightly, but couldn't help feeling a little strange.
There are quite a few people in the mountain village, neither too many nor too few. Excluding those who can be sacrificed in the fire sacrifice, basically all of them are children between two and three years old.
The biggest one among them turned out to be Gu Dingbang.
It was another "dawn". Liuwei seemed to be still trying to persuade the old stubborn people in the mountain village earnestly, and he and Shiyuan almost talked their mouths off, but in the end he only took over a group of little brats in the mountain village.
"My benefactor, we were so presumptuous at that time. You are willing to take care of these children for us," Jikong was grateful and clenched Liuwei's hand tightly with both hands: "We are really grateful! If there is an afterlife, we will repay you with a gift of grass and a ring!"
Liuwei was about to say to him, "You are such a good person!" When he doubted him, to be honest, it was quite interesting to see this monk who had been persecuted by him time and time again say such words.
Liuwei was speechless: "Yes, they even let me take away the chickens, ducks and the dogs that drove them away. If I am not grateful, who will be grateful?"
The local dog sitting at his feet dug at his legs with its black paws, tilted its head when it heard what was said, and let out a puzzled whimper.
"Hehe." The people in the village touched their heads awkwardly.
They are really a group of courageous people. The whole mountain village is full of loyal martyrs. Basically, as soon as the village committee gives the order, every household will rise up. The fire sacrifice plan was set this morning, and the firewood to be burned was already collected in the afternoon. Even those who go to the market are not as fast as these people who want to die.
When faced with matters between life and death, he was surprisingly calm and even had the leisure to visit his benefactor.
Liuwei sighed and said quietly, "Can't you repay such a great favor in this life? Must you repay it in the next life?"
The women and men in the village all laughed heartily.
"Let's avenge the wizard first in this life! We'll avenge you, our benefactor, in the next life!"
Liuwei curled the corner of his mouth indifferently. He thought that they might take revenge on someone unknown.
Liuwei couldn't help but look up at the sky.
If this thing were really alive, would it be so peaceful?
I actually watched them perform the ceremony like this.
Liuwei had a lot of dark thoughts in his mind.
For example, the wizard was actually bewitched by the "Tiangui" and spent hundreds of years deceiving the villagers of the mountain village, leaving behind a ritual. Then the "Tiangui" took advantage of the angry ritual of the villagers and stepped on their corpses to transform into a ghost.
For example, the villagers had such a strange schedule, lived in such a strange house, and hid during the day and came out at night. They had long become the minions of the "Heavenly Ghost". They killed the wizard who wanted to save them, and then sacrificed themselves alive under the besmirchment of the "Heavenly Ghost".
For example, there is no "weather trick" here during the day, and there is no ultimate move that can kill anyone who sees it. This group of ignorant people in the mountain village were targeted by a magician who coveted this place, and were tricked into sacrificing villagers, changing their daily routines, and hiding during the day and coming out at night. On the surface, this is just a small mountain village, but underneath the village are countless corpses, sometimes those of the villagers, and sometimes those of passers-by.
Until a few kind-hearted lost travelers came here...
Of course, these developments are just fantasies in our minds.
Liuwei raised his hands and tried to cover the sky.
"To be honest, I really want to go out and take a look during the day..."
Let’s see whether the so-called “Heavenly Ghost” is a hypocritical mask or a real monster.
But soon, Liuwei suppressed this thought in his heart.
After all, if he wanted to know the truth, why didn't he just ask the people around him? That would be much simpler, wouldn't it?
The villagers moved quickly. They could not go out at night, or more precisely, to prevent themselves from accidentally seeing the sky. Unless they stared at the ground, they would always catch a glimpse of the sky out of the corner of their eyes.
Following Liuwei's suggestion, one umbrella after another was made.
These things have progressed almost in parallel and have yielded results at a very fast pace.
Liuwei has also met all the children in the mountain village. Since he is already a great benefactor of the village, he will naturally not miss the opportunity to look for his previous life.
As a matter of course, he also asked the elderly in the village, and the elderly in the village, "Chen Yu", tilted his head and said slowly: "It seems that there was such a child before. Someone picked up the child from the back mountain. Our area is very remote. There are no families and no passers-by. You are the first in hundreds of years!"
"Who knows where he came from? Maybe he was a devil!" Chen Yu took a sip of water and sighed, "But the family didn't care and kept him alive. They even found a magician to suppress his soul. Unfortunately, he died for some unknown reason when he was a few years old. The magician buried him."
The six flavors have subtle expressions.
He vaguely remembered the scenes of his first life. Although he was still a scientific worldviewer in his first life, he vaguely felt that something was wrong with the mountain village.
It's not that I haven't thought about the village being a den of ghosts. After all, they don't go out during the day and only go out at night. Apart from vampires, the only other possible sources of this kind of behavior could be ghosts.
Unexpectedly...
What a conjugated ghost!
***
“Squeak—”
The door was opened.
She paused holding the notebook and turned around.
A guy with white hair and heterochromic eyes swaggered in, smiling like a small animal without any sense of boundaries.
"Sure enough you are here, I didn't see you." Liuwei said with a smile.
"…We just met an hour ago."
She sighed in annoyance.
To be more precise, an hour ago, a team led by Liuwei and Shiyuan led all the children in the village to leave the village.
But these two crucial characters in the escape team appeared here at the same time.
But Liuwei was not surprised that she appeared here.
And she was not surprised that Liuwei appeared here.
They just exchanged words very calmly, and everything seemed to be at peace. All the undercurrents were hidden under the illusion of calm.
Liuwei walked up and touched a school notebook and started to read it. Surprisingly, this blind box turned out to be from a good student, with beautiful handwriting and neat and rigorous answers.
Liuwei flipped through two pages, put the notebook in his pocket, and walked to the door of the school.
"Why don't the schools have windows? Aren't they worried about myopia?" Liu Wei leaned against the door frame, watching the busy movements of the villagers and whispered, "It's really inconvenient."
"...those children love to move and make noises. If we install windows, they can see outside." She replied, and walked to Liuwei's side, watching the villagers' actions together.
The plot seemed to have reached a point where everything was going on as if no one was around. The people in the mountain village seemed to have completely ignored them, minding their own business. They set up the fire rack, arranged the firewood, and one by one, holding the torches, let the others tie them to the wooden rack.
“……” She didn’t speak or move, but a solidified sadness covered her face.
"The children haven't gone far yet," Liu Wei suddenly said. He turned around and looked at the people around him seriously. "It's still too late to stop them now. I asked Gu Dingbang to walk slower."
She did not answer. Zhang Shiyuan's face was as melancholy and silent as a water lotus. She opened her mouth weakly: "It's too late. From the beginning, it was not too late."
Liuwei was stunned and looked sideways.
What does it mean that I didn't have time at the beginning?
Liuwei was speechless, he seemed to understand something.
This happened in the distant past, and no matter what they do, they can't change the fact that it has already happened.
"How did you find out... huh..." She sighed deeply and said helplessly: "I should have known that you were smart, but it's been too long. This game of house has been going on for too long. It's so long that I think I can arrange you. Obviously, you should know me best... It's really hard to lie to you..."
Liu Wei felt a little weird, and had a strange premonition in his heart: "Do you know me?"
But when he thought of the simulator and Meng Po, he felt strangely relieved.
Perhaps they also met a long time ago, but unfortunately they are no longer the same as they used to be.
She let out a long sigh, and with that sigh, the fatigue and heaviness emanating from her soul actually disappeared a lot, barely revealing a bit of youthful liveliness. This person was unexpectedly open-minded.
She also turned her head like Liuwei, and smiled brightly at Liuwei under the busy arrangements of everyone in the mountain village.
She said unwillingly, "But I still want to know when you discovered the flaw. You have to let me lose clearly, right?"
when……
Liu Wei tilted his head: "At the beginning."
She widened her eyes hesitantly, took a step closer, and asked doubtfully, "Are you lying? How is this possible? This is just saying! Did I lose from the beginning? This is impossible!"
"I know Sister Yuan very well. She would not use that gun of hers to do that kind of thing and then act as if nothing happened. That gun has a price you don't know about." Liuwei said lightly. Sister Yuan was very cautious about using the "gun". Even if he used sweet words to comfort her a little, the past accumulated over the long years would still make Shi Yuan unwilling to use the "gun" easily.
In that situation, she would choose a better plan, such as knocking out the guards and then releasing them quietly, or finding a way to sneak in and talk to them first, and then choosing whether to jailbreak directly. The previous overly rough method, apart from making her look cool, only added trouble to the future.
“…Tsk.” Her face changed three times like a palette, and then she argued: “It wasn’t the beginning! The first time I appeared in front of you was with the corpse of the wizard! Didn’t you see something was wrong! I saw you take a half step back! You were scared by me!”
As she spoke, she actually became proud, as if she was holding her head high: "I told you my acting skills aren't that bad!"
It’s hard to describe the six flavors in one word.
If acting as a corpse requires acting skills...
"It's hard to act a corpse, okay? If you don't understand, don't think about it! Acting a corpse is also very hard!" She yelled in dissatisfaction for a few sentences, and then asked curiously: "How much have you guessed about this?"
“Most of them.” Liuwei turned his eyes away vaguely and focused his gaze on the villagers who were tied up.
"At first I thought that the rest of the people were pulled into the space by you, their memories were erased, and they became NPCs in the space, but later I found out that it was not the case. Whether it was Jikong, Chen Yu, or the other people from the Tianjian Division, their appearances did not change, except for Gu Dingbang."
"Gu Dingbang has become younger. He has turned into a young man." Liu Wei paused and said, "Why did you single him out to become younger? Unless the owner of this space knew him before and had seen him as a teenager."
"Then you came over. Your words and actions were all trying to guide my thinking and interrupt my thoughts. I knew at that time that I was being watched. When I saw the wizard's body later, I was even more certain."
"Why is this happening? What has happened to you with the wizard's corpse?" she asked puzzledly.
Liuwei laughed grimly: "If it wasn't for the purpose of leaving the body for me to investigate, what kind of good person would hang the dead mage like a salted fish for a whole day?"
She paused, a blush on the tip of her ear. Sometimes she would mess around with something and think she was a genius after finishing it. But in fact, she had fallen into a blind spot in her thinking and it was difficult to get out of it. Even if there were mistakes, it was hard to see them. She said bitterly, "If I had known, I would have scared you by suddenly opening your eyes when you were moving the corpse!"
Liuwei glanced at her, not knowing whether he should say that he had seen scarier things, such as something about his dead mother hanging from a beam and swinging him on a swing, and wanting to eat him. This kind of hellish joke was a little too childish to be startled by.
But he wisely chose to change the subject.
"Those things on the desk are not clues hidden, but inconspicuous places. These are good tricks to play with people's hearts. The exchange of things that are cherished by both parties not only misleads the direction of the investigators, but also adds twists and turns to the game." Liuwei paused and commented, "It's just... a little too mild. You just want to play a detective game with me."
"…It's a prank!" She jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Shut up! You have no right to judge my prank!"
Liuwei was scolded.
He lowered his head and accepted the scolding.
The sky was beginning to brighten, and countless people in the village were ready to throw down torches.
Although Liuwei's comments were very mild, but... this prank was obviously based on reality that had happened before.
But the person in front of him carefully covered up the weirdness bit by bit, hiding the bloody truth under the sea, leaving only the calm and peaceful side above the sea.
If he guessed correctly, there were only two living souls in the entire space, one was himself and the other was Gu Dingbang. Those villagers were the girl in front of him, who was fabricated bit by bit using the image of outsiders and then filled with the souls of people from the past.
But...is there really no "Heavenly Ghost" in this world?
Could those villagers really have avoided the disaster and survived by simply not looking at the sky? Weirdness is a disaster for the world. In this world, how could anyone be so close to the disaster and not be hurt?
They don't even dare to evolve night vision, but their survival instinct to prevent themselves from accidentally seeing the sky can be seen. This is enough to prove how terrifying the "Sky Ghost" is.
After figuring that out, Liuwei, who was able to enjoy the starless night in the dark, suddenly realized that this was not the mountain village of the past. After all, the evil spirits covering the sky couldn't only work the day shift and not the night shift, right? Even if this thing was so lazy, why didn't it turn around after realizing that it couldn't eat people if it only worked the day shift?
In addition, there is the village’s complete ignorance of ghosts and the strange death of the wizard. All signs indicate that this is not the mountain village of the past, but just a reflection of the mountain village of the past.
The controller of this reflection actually just wanted to play a detective game of guessing with them. What's the difference between this and using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot mosquitoes? Even in the middle of playing, this producer was actually led by the people in the play by the nose and really tried to find a happy ending...
For someone with such a kind heart, what reason does Liuwei have not to ask her in person?
This is the reason why Liuwei talked to the master so peacefully.
Liu Wei slowly narrowed his eyes.
Considering that the villagers in front of him actually have the souls of villagers in the past, Liuwei suddenly had a guess.
Were those crude rituals really developed by the wizard? Would a wizard who cherished the villagers so much really come up with such an explosive magic array?
Was the perfect number of sacrifices really a coincidence?
Could it be... that year, Gu Dingbang was the only child who survived, and only the adults were left in that mountain village, and the wizard died for them. All the villagers had already made up their minds to die, and chose this ending in grief and anger.
Only those who have the souls of the villagers of the past in front of them would choose to implement this plan so firmly and repeat the same mistakes so determinedly.
No wonder…
She had died before the villagers held their memorial service, so she was shocked to hear what the villagers were thinking after her death. However, she was not careful enough and let the truth slip, causing her to sink deeper and deeper into her memories, unable to extricate herself.
"It's because of us..."
Liuwei suddenly thought.
No one would understand the souls of the dead better than him. All the life stories were written on a thin piece of paper. Even if there were abundant and intense emotions in the past, only calm words were left in the end. Before human body could combine with the dead souls, the wizard could only, in this space like a cemetery, set up paper figures as if playing house with dolls, and practice this lovely detective game alone.
play house……
Liuwei couldn't help but savor the words she had blurted out and was suddenly stunned.
lonely.
She was like a bug frozen in amber, feeling endless loneliness. The outside world did not belong to her era, and she, who came from the past, could only curl up in the narrow amber.
Liuwei suddenly felt a little regretful. Perhaps he shouldn't have taken out the notebook, shouldn't have let the villagers know, shouldn't have let...what happened in the past happen again.
She tried to hide the pain and sorrow under illusion, but she cruelly exposed them, tearing the scars of the past and causing the pain to recur.
Perhaps playing a lovely detective game with her to cover up the pain of the past can also be a rare relaxation.
"No..." Liuwei suddenly murmured, shocking the mage who was still attacking. The mage tilted his head and said strangely, "What's wrong?"
Then she frowned angrily, "You're not listening to me! You! You're making me so mad!"
It's daybreak!
Accompanied by an extremely tragic roar.
Fire falls from your fingers!
In an instant, the entire mountain village seemed to be dragged into a flaming execution ground!
Liuwei once discovered the influence of this space on his thinking. He would subconsciously avoid some knowledge about the strange world and choose to use his common sense to answer questions.
But what is Liuwei's common sense? His common sense is that the boiling point of water is 100 degrees, air is non-toxic, people are killed by people, not by ghosts, and people... can never do things beyond their own cognition!
It can be said that it goes against the entire weird world.
Therefore, he thought that his weak arms and legs were not enough to lift an adult wizard, and that it was normal for an advanced organization like the Village Committee to appear in a mountain village. Similarly, he believed that it was correct that there were no ghosts in the world!
But why did modern things appear in this mountain village? Why did a village committee appear? Why did the embryonic form of atheism appear?
All these changes! All come from the Master!
Liuwei, he wondered doubtfully, why did he think that the identity of a mage was not important?
He suddenly reached out and grabbed the mage's arm. Under the blazing fire, his snow-white hair reflected the firelight, and the light and shadow fell on Liuwei's face like a tattoo. He asked firmly, "Who are you?"
“…”
She paused after cursing and suddenly fell silent.
Everything seemed to be silent at this moment, and it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world.
She looked at him so intently and seriously that her aura was almost frightening.
Liuwei was speechless. He sensed a kind of criticism in the eyes of the person opposite him. It seemed that he was dissatisfied with his opponent, dissatisfied with his opponent's slow reaction. It also seemed that... he was comparing Liuwei's appearance with the image in his mind, to see if it met his expectations.
“Hehe…” She laughed several times, her voice filled with pride and joy. She was beaming with joy: “It turns out that I still need to reveal this most important mystery myself!”
Then she raised her head slightly, a smile appearing at the corners of her mouth. Her expression was both relieved and heavy. There was a quiet fire burning in her pupils, and Liuwei's shocked face was reflected in the fire. She suddenly laughed out loud, and it seemed like she was very proud.
She said: "It's nice to meet you, the other...me."
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