As usual, Chen'er woke up in the morning to find that her lover was gone. But in his mind, something special was going to happen today.

The sky in Miao Jiang has turned inky, and the presence of white clouds is too conspicuous, their shapes are distorted, like a group of hideous undead, asking for light from the people on the ground.

Yes, are all the missing people here? Chen'er looked down the mountain, but couldn't see a single figure. The end of Lingmo Villa...... Ah, he vaguely remembered that when he was young, when A-Niang was still there, she was beautiful and arrogant, silent, and almost only talked to Chen'er alone, and he was only responsible for listening to these strange stories. He still remembers, he actually remembers A-Niang telling him that one day he will leave, go to a beautiful world, pursue her dreams, and the end of Lingmo Villa will eventually come, but people will be sent to that wonderful world. There are also some more bizarre and abnormal legends, accompanied by Chen'er's childhood, such as the story of a good person who was possessed by an evil spirit and became a murderer. At that time, Chen'er was so frightened that she almost cried when she heard these words--- her words were full of weirdness, but A-Niang just looked at him with a sneer. Chen'er is the closest person to his mother, he is the only one who has heard these words, and he is the only one who has inherited her "number one in the world" Gu technique. When his aunt died, Chen'er suddenly became much more mature and wise, so much so that that day in order to defend his younger brothers, he killed a giant python dozens of feet long, and its bones were also used as Chen'er's weapon--- snake bone whip.

At this time, Chen'er caressed the sidearm on his waist, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Brother, you have accompanied me for so many years, accompanied me to defeat many foreign invaders, and protected many people for me!" And now, at this hour, we will stay together, no one will leave anyone, no one, no one, no one, no one......" Chen'er's voice gradually became smaller until it stopped.

Suddenly, he heard a sound of footsteps coming from behind, and when he looked back, Xiaoyan and Shaokang appeared behind him at some point.

"What, what are you going to do now?" Xiaoyan is no longer full of spirit and vitality as before, but makes people feel that she is very decadent, slightly better than Rui'er before her disappearance.

"You don't have to worry about it." Chen'er didn't look at her squarely.

"Oh." Xiaoyan dragged Shaokang away, and it could be seen that the mood of the two was quite low.

I'm going to die, what is Shao Kanglai for, rubbing rice? Chen'er said silently in her heart. Damn it, really.

In Chen'er's eyes, so many "damned" people shouldn't be alive. Who is the last person to live? Anyway, now, the "damned" ones are dead, and there are not many "damned" ones left. Xiaoyan and Shaokang left, and Chen'er stood alone on the top of the mountain, refusing to move, and the biggest movement was only caressing his snake bone whip, as if touching the limbs of a lover. "Ah---" he sighed under his breath. The terraces stretched endlessly, but these crops did not have the glowing verdant green of the past--- many crops had not been cared for a long time.

People still die or disappear one after another, and the more people die, the calmer Chen'er's mood becomes. In his eyes, anyway, there are not many people who are still good now, and the murderer must be among them. However, there is also a possibility that the killer may not be among them. Because the accident in Lingmo Villa is always at night, the murderer must be a demon who is active at night, and he has to hide himself from being discovered in the morning. But the villagers who were still alive were trapped in fear except for the You family, and as soon as the sun went down, they went to a big house, sealed the doors and windows, and huddled together for the night, and only at dawn did they open the doors and windows and leave together. Although this method is not very effective, and there are still missing, where should I find another way? If the murderer was among them, if he was really addicted to murder, then he should have set a fire to the house a long time ago.

It seems that the clues that the old brother told Chen'er at the last moment are likely to be true.

Beware of people around you!

That's right, yin is within yang, not yang is the opposite, and why is this yang in yin? Where is the yin of this yang hidden?

Chen'er lowered her eyes and looked at her feet, like a child who had made a mistake. At his feet is the summit of the mountain, and below the summit are the mountains and terraces, and under that are his people buried. He hunched over and knelt down and kissed the ground lightly, as he got up, as if he had forgotten what he had done strangely.

Chen'er wants to know a lot, not only the question of where he went that morning, for this, he vaguely remembers the legend of the demon and ghost he heard when he was a child, there are so many ghosts looming under the silent night sky, some will lure you to commit suicide to resurrect the soul, and some will turn into a human form to lure your heart...... In short, none of those who have come into contact with demons will have a happy end; He also wanted to know why he always had headaches--- it wasn't the headache that ordinary people have when they were sick--- when he had a severe headache, some blurry images flashed in front of his eyes, and before he could react, they disappeared again.

Might there be signs that he still doesn't dare to accept that his body may not belong to him? He may just be a pawn manipulated by others, manipulated to do things that he would not even have imagined.

Unconsciously, Chen'er actually walked to the foot of the mountain, and it was noon, but he was not in the mood to eat--- he didn't want anything else to interrupt his train of thought, and he didn't want to be poisoned to death at this tense moment.

Well, if you don't eat, you won't eat, and no one will force you. Suddenly, Chen'er began a new fantasy, and he thought of an unrealistic and unethical move--- he was going to dig through his father's grave to see if his body was also lying in the coffin.

Since he thinks of it, he will do it. Chen'er, who came to his ancestral grave as an only son, looked around, and finally found the grave of the previous owner in a secluded corner, a land overgrown with weeds, and the surrounding plants grew in a disorderly manner, almost covering the tombstone of this good old man who died unexpectedly.

Chen'er knelt down again, rolled up her sleeves and dug up desperately, as long as she saw if his father was still in the grave.

However, all this was interrupted by Xiao Yan, who was unintentionally passing by here: "Hey, whose grave are you digging up?" ”

"Didn't you change your surname to Yang? Just don't mind other people's affairs. "Chen'er is still digging.

Xiaoyan walked up quickly, and was shocked when she saw her father's tombstone, and scolded: "Bastard, stop it!" ”

"Really, I think you're tired of living too." Chen'er raised her voice and raised her head to look at her angrily. In the end, he had no choice but to leave in Xiaoyan's compelling sight.

Wait and see. He thought to himself.