It's night again, and it's raining like silk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It seems that it is after the bloody remnant sun washes the earth, the peach orchard of Xianxiang is rendered a layer of gray and black, the clear sky is densely covered with clouds, and the bright moonlight is also obscured.

Since nightfall, Ling Qi has never left his temporary stronghold.

Of course, among the several people, only Meng Qi was ambushed in the village early, waiting for the night to come, and did not come back until the end of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, and brought back several wandering ghosts chasing behind his buttocks!

"How?"

Ling Qi, who was standing by the window, asked lightly.

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Meng Qi had just gone upstairs at this time, and through the short passageway, he pushed open the door of the house, and replied with a sigh:

"Miserable, miserable, miserable!"

He said three tragic words in a row, fully expressing how tragic the scene that everyone could not appreciate.

In fact, there are traces of this.

After all, the events of last night are vivid.

I don't need to think about it more, after the good show of the day, it is only evening, and just like last night, the actors only have an early curtain call.

Reasonable, unexpected. This is the end, just like the resurrection of everyone in the morning, just one reincarnation. Or maybe it's just a false beauty, back to square one again.

"Do you say, will they be resurrected tomorrow?"

Meng Qi sat on the bed, Ling Qi looked back at him in surprise, his eyes resting on the neat bed under him, and there was a hint of a smile on his face.

"Tomorrow is the third day, right?"

Ling Qi answered the question.

Meng Qi moved his buttocks, and for some reason, he always had the illusion of sitting on pins and needles.

"That's right, tomorrow will be our third day. One more day and one night, and we can leave. ”

Meng Qi stood up, suddenly pulled out the long knife on his waist, and stuck it on the bed board. A little cotton wool flew apart with the sound of tearing, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Meng Qi withdrew his weapon a little embarrassed, Fang Cai's gaze aroused his vigilance, and he himself also had a feeling of "inspiration", but he didn't expect it to be useless.

"You have time to talk nonsense there, so you might as well think about how we can find out the truth of the case. ”

Ke Yinye, who was lying on the small bed with a tired face, suddenly interjected.

His tone and attitude were not very good, considering that he had not rested well, Meng Qi didn't mind.

It's just that... Just because you don't mind doesn't mean you didn't find out.

Meng Qi looked at Ke Yinye strangely, it was funny to make such an opinion at this time. And this person's attitude has changed so much that he didn't dare to say much before.

Ke Yinye's mood changes are still traceable. Ximen Blowing Snow was as calm as ever, but Meng Qi felt that he was more silent, as if he had turned from cold ice to stagnant water. The silence seemed to infect Robert, who was playing the game console last night, and today he has been sitting silently on the sidelines, silent as if he were dead.

The atmosphere in the room was a little strange, and Meng Qi suddenly thought of what Ling Qi had said to him during the day, and his heart beat suddenly.

Ling Qi's gaze returned to the window again, and the picture reflected in the glass window could hide from him once or twice, but it was impossible to hide from him for two whole nights.

Moreover, since he got in touch with the outside world and gained another kind of vision, many of the puzzles in this game have been useless to him.

Meng Qi came to Ling Qi's side and looked out the window.

For some reason, he was oblivious to the inverted film in the window.

"What should we do?"

Ling Qi saw the reflection of the glass window, and Robert raised his head when he heard this, his eyes were scarlet. Ke Yinye stood up, stretched out his long tongue, like a snake letter, and stared at Meng Qi with a pair of vertical pupils. It was Simon who blew snow, and although his face was gloomy, there was not much abnormality.

As for the reflection of him and Meng Qi, his reflection has three heads and six arms, and it is the Yaksha king. Meng Qi's reflection is a little strange, like an emperor singing a big opera, but his face is blurred, and he doesn't know what the meaning is.

Of course, a reflection is a reflection, not necessarily a reality.

At least what he saw in his other vision was not quite the same as what was shown in the reflection.

In another world, the village was in ruins from the time he got the perspective from the doppelganger.

Except for a few of them who were active in it, in the ruins, there were evil spirits and resentments, and there were no physical ghosts.

What Ling Qi wants to know most now is no longer the truth of the case in the bureau.

It's the original appearance of this village, could it be that from the time they entered, it was already the same as what was observed from the outside, it was a ruin!

If that's the case, then I'm afraid that the ghosts and spirits are all fake, and the village itself is treacherous.

Of course, when the fake is true, the truth is also false, at least Ling Qi didn't mean to go out to feed the ghosts.

Therefore, the scene in the reflection of the window, if not taken seriously, is a reference, in fact, it should not be underestimated.

Ke Yinye, the weakest of the few, at least in Ling Qi's opinion, probably had no hope of leaving alive.

This cannot be directly observed from the current or outside perspective, and at most there are some clues. But in the reflection of the window, Ke Yinye was obviously on the road.

The coffin under him was completely opened, and he himself was currently lying in the coffin, two long, thin arms stretched out from the coffin, passed under the armpits, intertwined the front chest, and covered Ke Yinye's eyes.

A long tongue came from nowhere, sticking into Ke Yinye's head that opened the small half of the skull, as if he was sucking some delicious slurry.

Ke Yinye's face under the reflection was hideous, and he didn't seem to feel much pain. He stuck out his long tongue, like a snake letter, stared at Meng Qi tightly, and then glanced at Ling Qi, who had three heads and six arms, like an embarrassed look...

His cold gaze came through the cracks of the black strange fingers, which was even more eerie.

Ling Qi knocked on the glass that had been stained with dust and had not been cleaned in time, and then turned back to Meng Qi and said:

"After dawn, if no one is resurrected, we leave immediately. ”

"If someone is resurrected, we will kill all of them and then go away. ”

Meng Qi did not accept his words. But he also has to admit that such a crude method may also be a way to break the game.

Meng Qi naturally didn't know that in Ling Qi's other vision, outside the abandoned village, a young man with blood like a dragon was sitting at the entrance of the village, constantly adjusting his already excellent state, as if he was preparing for an earth-shattering battle!

This person is on the outside, and he may see it better than everyone else. Of course, it's hard to say. Perhaps he was also blinded by another bureau, although it didn't matter to someone.

All Ling Qi had to do was drag him into the water.

No matter how treacherous this game is, with three atmospheric transporters, Ling Qi doesn't believe that he can't kill the opponent's king chess!

If this doesn't work, to be honest, Ling Qi has no better way, he can only take one step at a time.

He knows very well that this game can no longer be solved by conventional wisdom, and no matter how much scheming there is no violent support, it will be played with. The simplest, outside the village, the mountain road that connects Ben with the outside world, has been cut off at this moment, and the back road has long been extinct.

If we don't solve the problem here, it is very likely that even if we wait for another three, thirty, or three hundred days, they will not have a chance to leave!

And if you want to crack the secret of one reincarnation a day, and the secret of the continuation of the drama after the separation of black and white, you are completely being led by the nose!

As for what he said to solve the case wholeheartedly, he let himself take the initiative to fall into an illusion and be at the mercy of others.

In the face of these, Ling Qi doesn't care, although the apartment is very poor, but at least there are traces to follow. At least the evil power he had seen, whether real or not, had not yet made him feel completely powerless.

This shows that even if the apartment is cheating, in the game, it is necessary to talk about the rules.

It was undoubtedly painful for a group of big men to huddle in a room during the long night.

If there is a woman at this time, if this group of men is normal, then maybe boredom can also deduce another wonderful hand-to-hand fight.

Of course, if it's a haunted house, then it's all about it.

Until dawn, Meng Qi's hand never left the hilt.

Even if he didn't have another or a few more important realms, and he couldn't see through the truth behind the surface, just a dozen evil ghosts lingering outside the village chief's house made him always on guard.

That's an omen!

Meng Qi is not Ling Qi, and he does not have the consciousness that he will definitely not be the first to attack.

Although he had the same suspicions as Ling Qi, the ghost in front of him was not real, but he didn't want to defy the law, so he could only be more careful.

Assuming that the ghosts are real, at least they can do real harm. Then the "shelter" where they are located, apparently, is becoming weak.

And I don't know when it began, Meng Qi always felt that this room was eerie, like a strange wind lingering, and it seemed like something was staring at him.

Meng Qi "ignored" all kinds of strange pictures in the reflection of the window.

Ling Qi also turned a blind eye to the abnormality, and didn't even care about it at all, he didn't have Meng Qi's vigilance at all, he was really relaxed.

Once he decided to tear his face, what came back from the dead, what the reflection in the glass, was just a trick for him.

In the face of absolute power, all tricks are paper tigers! Ling Qi doesn't have absolute power, but he has borrowed enough power!

Outside the village, the first rays of sunlight shone on Wang Chao's body, draping the shoulders of this young man who had been sitting all night with a layer of golden light.

The rich golden light condensed on Wang Chao's body, this was definitely not a normal natural phenomenon, and it was not even the vision that the world's top martial artist who broke the void could cause!

The limit of a martial artist can't imprison people who don't belong to this world, so Ling Qi and Meng Qi both have extraordinary means, so Wang Chao dares to challenge the unknown evil force, full of confidence!

Under the rising sun, Wang Chao slowly stood up.

He is not too tall, about less than one meter eight, but at the moment he is like a load, heavy as a mountain!

Rumble!

As soon as he stepped out, countless golden lights fell like an avalanche, and like a lion shaking lice, the ground sank!

With this move, the small village in the ruins shrouded in the sun and haze was suddenly torn open!