Could it be ...... The living people in the village, after carrying my sister back, died?

That's, isn't it? How can there be a living person, and when my sister is brought back, she will become a dead person? Could it be that my sister is a curse, and outsiders will die if they touch it?

This is clearly unscientific.

Then there is another possibility, my sister was killed by people outside the village, and then carried back by well-wishers from people outside the village, after all, my sister should have something to prove her residence.

If you think about it this way, it makes sense why my sister was carried back.

Thank you so much to the kind man, I knelt down and kowtowed three times to the sky.

It's just that there is one more thing that bothers me, is I really the only living person left in the village?

Ten years ago, the people in the village stopped feeding me and my sister, could it be that by then, they would have died? So whenever my sister came back to say hello to them, they never paid attention.

Because my sister is a living person, they are all dead people.

Okay, some things worked out, but I felt like I had dug a small hole and ended up in a bigger one.

Why did all the people in the village die? And my sister and I are still alive, what is the cause of their death?

Besides, who killed my sister, and I still don't have a clue? By the way, the plaque on her chest seemed to be called "Village of the Living Dead", so I searched my body, took out the plaque from my pocket, and took it seriously.

This plaque is made of wood, and there is nothing unusual about it. The three words "Living Dead Village" are engraved with some sharp objects, it should be a knife or something, the font is upright, and the depth of the engraving is also very even, and there is no gain in other aspects.

But why does my sister have this plaque on her? It stands to reason that my sister shouldn't have this thing on her.

I took this plaque and asked the ghost girl, "Xiao Ai, is this thing yours?" ”

The ghost girl spun around me, staring at the plaque with her eyes fixed, and then she shook her head, "I don't have this thing, isn't it my brother's?" ”

Sure enough, as I guessed, this plaque may have been put up by the kind man, but why did he put this plaque? What was his purpose?

Village? The village of the living dead? Could it be a metaphor for the village to live and die?

What the hell is this, my brain is about to explode, and I can't think of a reason.

"Xiao Ai, just tell your brother, who killed you? Good no good? "I think my sister's death is the key point, as long as my sister tells me how she died? Maybe I'll be able to figure it all out.

But the ghost sister not only kept silent, but also persuaded me not to pursue it anymore, "Brother, little love begs you, don't ask again, don't ask anything again, live well, okay?" ”

That's it, it's hard to learn the truth from the ghost girl's mouth, so I'd better rely on myself.

As I walked, a small stream appeared in front of me, and it happened that my head was big enough to think about problems, so it was good to wash my face and wash away my troubles.

I put my head into the gurgling stream and felt the stream flow over my face, and the cold touch stimulated every inch of my nerves, as if to pick away the shackles that had accumulated in my head.

I felt more relaxed than I had ever felt before, and I slowly opened my eyes and suddenly saw bright red blood floating in front of my eyes.

Oops, how did I forget this stubble? The source of the stream is outside the village, and it is impossible for my sister to be killed in the village, and I can't find the slightest clue in the village.

So I'll have to go outside the village, and maybe I'll find some clues......

Swimming upstream, I walked on a stone path for more than ten minutes, and finally left the village and came to a three-way intersection.

Next, you must not go along the stream, because the road there is extremely rough.

Right now, I can only choose one path forward, and there is a 3 percent chance of getting it right.

My sister must have been killed on one of these roads, but which one is the question? At the end of each road, it leads to a different place.

If you make the wrong choice, it's not just time wasted.

"Xiao Ai, which way do you think my brother should go?" I frowned slightly, and my fingers suddenly pointed to the left, "This?" ”

Suddenly, he pointed to the middle, "No, it should be this way." ”

Suddenly pointing to the right, "The right side seems to be better." ”

Each one pointed to the side, and I asked to myself as I stared closely into the ghost girl's eyes to see if I could extract some useful information from them.

When I said the middle road, the ghost girl's eyes showed a slight hint of fear.

In that case, choose the middle path.

After thinking about it, I swaggered towards the middle.

At this time, the ghost sister's voice sounded from behind me, and her voice was mixed with a little panic, "Brother, this road is not easy to walk, let's ...... Let's go the other way. ”

Sure enough, as I expected, my sister was killed on this road.

I smiled undeniably, "Xiaoai, my brother likes to go all the way, so don't change it." ”

"But......" The ghost girl's eyes were full of anxiety, and before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by me.

I turned around, with an evil smile on the corner of my mouth, "Xiao Ai, you won't let me go this way, don't you ......" I wanted to say and stopped, aiming to observe the emotional changes of the ghost girl.

She lowered her eyes and hurriedly defended, "Xiao Ai doesn't mean to let my brother not take this road, since my brother wants to go, then let's go." "Is she giving up resistance?

However, this road is really difficult to walk, the ground is potholed, and if you are not careful, you will trip over.

I doubt my sister's guts, isn't she afraid? It's too dangerous to walk from here every day, right?

You see this jungle is dense, the sunlight outside can only shine through the gaps between the leaves, so to speak, the road I am walking now can be regarded as a gloomy night road, if at night, something strange may really scare people to death.

After more than ten minutes of arduous trekking, I finally got out of the jungle.

What a pleasant thing it is to open your arms and bask in the breath of nature and feel the warmth of the sun.

Suddenly, a small pool of undried blood on the edge of the dirt caught my attention, and I hurriedly ran over to smell the blood, comparing it with the "ornament" hanging around my neck.

According to the smell, yes, it was my sister's blood.

"Little Love, is this where you died?" I got up and cast my resolute gaze into the ghost girl's eyes.

"Brother, Xiao Ai begs you, don't ask again." The ghost sister floated over, pretending to hold my arm with both hands, and the tears that flowed down all reflected her full of pleading, "Brother, let's go, it's a little love begging you, don't go on, let's go." She cried.

At this time, three people came from afar, one fat, one short and one thin, what did they say to each other? A few laughs rang out from time to time.

They slowly approached me and the ghost sister, I stood up, and from the eyes of the ghost sister, I saw infinite fear, could it be that they were the murderers of my sister?

Just as they were about to pass me, they stopped. Chubby stepped in front of me, and he was a head taller than me, so I could only look up at him.

Chubby raised his hand to play with the "ornament" hanging around my neck, and instead of the slightest fear or remorse, he smiled and said, "Yo, isn't this the head of the little girl we killed?" ”