Li Mu adjusted his breathing, ready to crash open the wooden door.

Waiting for death is not his personality, and besides, he has something he has to do.

Actually, until now, Li Mu didn't quite understand, why didn't this ghost come in and kill himself?

What exactly is it procrastinating?

Li Mu's eyes subconsciously swept over the wooden door, and suddenly, he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes lit up!

No...... It's not that it doesn't kill, it's ...... Can't kill?

Or rather...... Can't do it!

Li Mu stretched out his hand and touched the intact door frame.

He remembered clearly that the door had been slammed open by himself!

The door frame has been damaged to a considerable extent, but now ...... Is it as good as ever?

At this time, a person's voice appeared in Li Mu's mind: "...... The time and space of this village are chaotic and superimposed......"

Sure enough, as Bai Yanliang said!

This is not the point in time he was in just now, he should be in the point in time when the wooden door was destroyed! But now...... He stood at a point in time when a wooden door was still intact!

Different time points...... Confusion, superimposed!

That ghost doesn't kill himself because he can't get in!

It's not like a window has a "gap" to get it through, it can only stand at the door and wait for the chaos of time to return to normal before it can kill him!

I see......

So, now is the best chance to leave!

Li Mu was a decisive person, and after making a decision, he took a few steps back and slammed into the wooden door!

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the wooden door was slammed open!

Li Mu looked out of the door deadly, at this moment, it was time to divide life and death.

No...... It's gone, and sure enough, it's at another point in time!

Li Mu rushed out of the house, however, as soon as he took a step out of the house, the surrounding environment suddenly changed!

The ground was covered with blood, the roads were cracked, the blood was stinking, and the wooden ladder was as white as an arm.

On the floor, on the walls, there are shadowy silhouettes of human figures.

There was a rancid smell everywhere.

Near the village chief's house...... It's like purgatory!

Moreover, this strange and terrifying change is still spreading around.

Oops...... As soon as possible!

Li Mu knew that this was a sign that the survival mission was approaching the last moment, and that ghost hidden at other points in time was about to go on a killing spree......

However, at this time, standing outside the house, he suddenly remembered something.

Wrong...... Even if it is another point in time, it should be the same as what happened to Yu Sheng, and it should be able to see it, why...... Can't even look at it?

Li Mu's expression changed.

Don't...... It followed Yu Sheng?

Oops......

Yu Sheng's legs and feet are inconvenient, and she can't walk fast at all, can she escape the ghost's tracking?

Li Mu was very worried about Yu Sheng, after all, speaking of which, she would meet this ghost this time because of him.

But now Li Mu himself is helpless.

It was impossible for him to take the initiative to find that ghost, and the only thing he could do now was to continue to search and find the key to breaking the game......

That's right!

Li Mu suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Bingyan's house.

He thought of something, and Yu Sheng seemed to have said it...... She was going to see Lu Bingyan's drawer, there seemed to be something hidden in that drawer.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Mu did not delay, ran quickly to Lu Bingyan's house on the side, and kicked open the door.

Lu Bingyan's home is not big, Li Mu entered her room, and after looking around, she instantly found a drawer.

After all, there is only one drawer in this room.

Lu Bingyan didn't seem to have any intention of hiding, so the drawer wasn't locked.

Li Mu hurriedly walked to the drawer and pulled it open.

A few things in the drawer surprised Li Mu.

Unexpectedly...... Faith again?

No...... There is also a journal underneath.

Li Mu thought about it, picked up the diary, and opened it......

"On the first day of October, it rained.

Mom is gone.

She was tied to the altar by them.

Mom struggled desperately, begging, but they were indifferent.

In Grandpa's words, it's tradition, and it's honor, not fear, to be chosen.

I don't know what it is that is sacrificed, from childhood to adulthood...... I've never seen it show the slightest miracle, I just know ...... She was a mother, she gave birth to me, taught me to write, taught me to sing.

But this is such a mother, and now she is actually sacrificed by them.

I didn't dare look my mom in the eye because she was looking at me and she was crying......

I'm crying too, but I don't dare to save her, I know...... I am an accomplice.

This poor, backward, feudal, ignorant, damned village!

It doesn't allow anyone to go out, and that's its only miracle, no one can leave it, and no matter which way they go, they will eventually get lost and return to the village...... It's like...... It's like a ghost.

Mom's mouth was sealed.

Grandpa held a dagger in both hands and walked towards his mother.

They pressed her hands and feet, not allowing her to move, and Grandpa calmly stabbed the dagger into her left chest and into her heart, and the blood soon flowed out......

Grandpa pulled out the knife and bleed a little more, but Grandpa seemed dissatisfied, muttering that his mother's heart had too little blood.

Mom's face gradually turned pale, and she began to stop moving.

Everyone cheered, sang and danced.

Seem...... It's not a festival, it's a celebration.

I looked up, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the altar.

The mountain wind blew like a ghost crying, and the raindrops the size of soybeans poured down like sharp arrows and smashed on my mother's body.

Mom's hair swayed with the wind and rain, as if she had come to life.

Between heaven and earth, thousands of water curtains were raised, like thousands of waterfalls, blurring everyone's vision.

Everyone hid under the trees to avoid the rain, and the branches and leaves of the mountains and forests were broken by the wind and danced all over the sky.

The festival ended hastily, and my mother's body was washed away by the torrential rain, and no one cared about it.

After the rain stopped, the father and son of the Sun family came forward and carried away their mother, Sun Wenbin seemed to be very sad, sadder than me.

What is he pretending? He's a murderer!

But...... I'm also a murderer.

Everyone in this village is a murderer......"

This is where the diary is written, and it comes to an abrupt end.

Li Mu gasped.

Sun Wenbin?

Xiaobin?

So...... Sun Liang is Xiaobin and his father?

The relationship between these people is really complicated......

Li Mu closed the diary, and then opened the letters, which were only a few letters.

After reading it this time, he was really shocked!

"Xiaoyan, tell you a secret...... Mom's heart grows on the right side, and Mom is not dead......"

"Xiaoyan, mom will pick you up, wait for mom."

“…… This year's festival is an opportunity, and you can only leave on the day of the festival......"

“…… Xiaoyan, you can trust Sun Liang, he ...... He's a good guy. ”

Li Mu put down the letter tremblingly, shocked for the first time.

Lu Honeysuckle is still alive!

Her heart is on the right side, and she's not dead at all!

Who is the ghost who killed more than a dozen people in this year?