A woman's screams could be heard in the distance.

Even if she couldn't see it, Bai Youwei could imagine the woman being tied to a stone pillar and enduring the burning fire.

The little girl in front of her was still slapping the ball, with an innocent expression, as if the person who was about to be burned to death was just an inconsequential person.

Bai Youwei endured the strangeness in her heart and continued to ask her: "Why do you say that we are all werewolves?" Could it be that we will also become werewolves at night? ”

The girl didn't speak, she lowered her head and patted the ball, as if she couldn't hear Bai Youwei's voice.

Bai Youwei asked a few more questions, but still did not get an answer.

Shen Mo said: "It seems that she won't provide any other clues, let's go to the village chief and ask." ”

Bai Youwei pursed her lips, nodded, and left here with Shen Mo.

They bypassed the front door and walked from the side of the house towards the square, and after a few steps, Bai Youwei couldn't help but stop and look back at the little girl.

- She's still slapping the ball, bang, bang, bang, the rhythm is the same, dull and weird, and it makes the scalp tingle.

Bai Youwei retracted her gaze and was about to leave, when she caught a glimpse of a pot of flowers on the windowsill and was stunned.

"Look...... she grabbed Shen Mo's hand and asked suspiciously, "She didn't burn all the grass, she kept a bunch." ”

Shen Mo looked over and frowned, "You said the blue one?" ”

"It's blooming...... Bai Youwei muttered as she stared at the pot of flowers, "Maybe...... Those plants had something to do with her mother becoming a werewolf. ”

Shen Mo thought for a while and looked at the little girl who was shooting the ball in the yard, "It seems that it won't tell us more, let's go ask the village chief." ”

The longer I stayed in this place, the more uneasy I felt.

……

The screams stopped for some time, and when Shen Mo and Bai Youwei rushed to the small square, the crowd had already dispersed, and there were about a dozen people gathered around the stone pillar to watch the flames burn.

And the person in the flames was no longer humanoid, only a charred and blurred corpse remained, and an indescribable smell filled the air......

The village chief stood not far away, smoking a cigarette unhurriedly.

There was no trace of Hans and the others, and I don't know what they were planning.

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo walked up to the village chief and asked about the little girl:

"She said that the people who live in the werewolf village are all werewolves, and the villagers have become werewolves, do they need any opportunities?"

When the village chief heard this, he was not surprised at all, and replied with a normal expression: "Oh...... That's right, after all, we are the descendants of humans and werewolves, inheriting the power of werewolves at the same time, but also inheriting the tyranny in the blood of werewolves, but we are a friendly and gentle race, only on the night of the full moon will occasionally be restless, the rules of the village, require each villager to stay in their own house at night, not bathed by the moonlight, naturally nothing will happen. ”

This is also one of the rules of the game: villagers are not allowed to leave their houses every night.

Bai Youwei asked, "Is there any other way to make the villagers turn into werewolves at night besides bathing in the moonlight?" ”

The village chief thought for a moment and replied, "Even a person with a pure heart, a person who does not forget to pray at night, will inevitably transform into a wolf on a full moon night when the aconitum is in full bloom. ”

"Aconitum grass...... Shen Mo frowned, "Is it the kind of grass with small blue flowers?" ”

The village chief was stunned, "Have you seen it?" ”

He shook his head again: "...... This is impossible, many years ago, the aconitum grass near the village has been burned all and cannot be reappeared. The villagers will become wolves because of a curse...... Because cursed. ”

Bai Youwei felt that he was chattering, "I don't know if it's aconitum grass, it looks like an ordinary weed, the leaves are cracked, and the petals are blue and purple, just on the windowsill of the woman's house that was burned to death." ”

The village chief still shook his head, "Impossible, you must have read it wrong, the aconitum grass has been extinct for many years, and there can be no aconitum in the village." ”