In silence, Xi Huanyan came to the edge of the village, and the moonlight in the sky was light.

Does she torture the survivors at that time one by one with those speculations that cannot constitute evidence, to verify the truth or falsehood, or does she stand here impotently and prevaricate herself with "no evidence".

In the breeze, she seemed to have a hint of enlightenment, and Mrs. Yan would stop her, probably because she saw the indifference in her temperament.

As she said, she didn't need logic, she didn't need evidence, driven by that suspicion, she didn't seem to have thought about the way of ordinary people at all, and there was only one plan in her mind, which was to start with the weakest of those people, torture him, torture him, and eliminate her doubts.

Even if she was suspicious and wronged the innocent, she probably wouldn't feel guilty.

Isn't this normal?

Xi Huanyan felt a little swaying in his heart.

Despite this, she still went to the second uncle's house to take a look according to the original plan, and saw that the house was dark, and the softness was gone, and her expression was a little gloomy, since the second aunt had left, there was no need to worry about affecting her.

On the way to Xi Qiongzhong's house, Xi Huanyan passed by Xi Xuanxun's house.

She was determined.

Xi Xuxun was half-lying on the couch, looking at the child who came in through the window, he was not too shocked, but his eyes showed a hint of complexity, "Come and sit down." ”

He patted the edge of the couch, slowly pulled out a purse from under the pillow, and shuddered and took out two pieces of brown sugar that showed signs of melting, "Sweet." ”

Xi Huanyan took it and put one in her mouth, and said plainly and vaguely, "That day, the old lady Xuyan saw a few of them digging a pit outside the hunter's house to bury the corpse, and they also saw her. ”

Xi Xuxun: "There is no body outside the house. ”

"It's the ones under the house. Xi Huanyan chewed the candy and was finally able to speak properly, "Transferring the corpse, this is obviously an act of weakness." ”

Xi Xuxun put the purse back under the pillow and leaned back, "It rained heavily that day, and they were probably afraid that the corpse would be washed out and humiliate the deceased." ”

He shouted "baby" before she spoke, his voice was old and majestic, "Your mother sacrificed for the village, they are heroes, Xi Xushui and others are certainly wrong, but it is also excusable, if you want to let the news of the spirit eater and demon enter the village, the village will definitely be in chaos, do you want to watch your mother desperately save the village suffer again?"

Xi Huanyan said honestly, "I don't want to." ”

She has no grievances with most of the villagers, and she is idle and panicked to hope that they will suffer, but in the same way, she has no feelings for most of the villagers.

Xi Xuxun thought that he had won the peace, his face flushed, and he said excitedly, "I swear that the third generation of Cang has produced three source masters, but one of them has rebelled and died, and the village can't lose this last source master, let alone detain people who don't have a shadow, which makes people feel cold! You can't mention the matter of the hunter's house in the future, it's good for you, it's good for the village!"

"You've talked so much, and you haven't even looked at me once. Xi Huanyan put the second candy in his mouth, "I'm leaving." ”

She climbed through the window and left, and the falling window closed the old man's cries.

Late at night, the clouds cover the moon, and the village is asleep.

Xi Qiongzhong was intoxicated in a dark and sweet dream, dreaming of being drunk with gold, but his background was limited, and the limit of luxury in his dream was only to have two more wooden houses and a bag of copper coins pinned to his waist.

Not long after he was proud, rocks suddenly fell from the sky, smashing the house, he cried and grabbed the ground, and was robbed of his money bag again.

Xi Qiongzhong woke up with anger, and when he woke up, he found that it was dark in front of him, something was stuffed in his mouth, and there was a strip of cloth on his mouth, and his hands and feet were cut behind his back, tightly tied together, like a rocking boat.

"Awake?"

"I would have liked to tie your hands and feet in front of you, like the village butcher when he slaughtered pigs, but I think that it may make you happier when you turn around." ”

The mist was replaced by terror, and Xi Qiongzhong writhed like crazy, but to no avail, he was tied too strongly.

The crisp sound of the heels of his boots touching the ground rang in his ears, and the man crouched down and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to look up.

He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids rubbed against the fabric, and he suddenly realized that it was not too dark, not that there was no light, but that his eyes were blindfolded.

A touch of cold pressed against his neck, and he shivered with coldness.

What you're going to do, what you're going to do!

The roar in the center of the dome turned into a weak, frightened whimper.

This made Xi Huanyan feel a little nostalgic, she slashed the blade lightly from his neck, oozing blood, "When my mother first asked me to help her kill a chicken, I held its warm wings and clearly felt its struggle, this feeling is amazing, do you want to help me review it?"

Xi Qiongzhong knows who she is, revenge! She is coming for revenge! That child is coming for revenge!

He shook his head frantically, tears seeping through the strip of blindfolded cloth.

"Or you have another option, repeat to me the events of the day of the exorcism, complete, detailed, and true. ”

Xi Huanyan untied the cloth, took off the cloth that almost stuffed it into his throat, and waited for him to perform, but his reason seemed to have burst, crying and threatening her in the most ferocious tone, and the swear words continued.

Xi Huanyan didn't speak again, she threw the hemp rope that bound his hands and feet over the wooden beam, grabbed the hanging end, and hung him up.

Yu Guang saw a copper basin on the basin rack in the corner, she walked over to take it, thought about it and felt that something was missing, went out and scooped up a small half basin of water, came back and put it on the floor, the blood beads oozing from the neck in the mat dome could roughly fall into the basin.

She remembered that her mother said that when killing chickens and letting blood, if they are not diluted with water, the taste of chicken blood will be hard, of course, she is not interested in human blood, she just thinks that this is the process is more complete.

The hemp rope strangled the hands and feet, the hands and feet fell on the heavy body, the wet and sticky liquid flowed through the jaw, the head was slightly tilted, and the throat was torn and painful.

Xi Qiongzhong collapsed, he stopped cursing, began to beg for mercy, intermittently recounted the passage of that day, and when the wind passed over the cliff, he stopped for a moment, "The patriarch saved us, we encountered heavy rain on the way back, went to the hunter's house for shelter, and woke up the twenty-one people were dead, and only we were left!"

Uncle Cangsheng's little flower is this way of dying, the patriarch said that we have encountered a spirit eater, that is not something we can deal with, in order not to cause panic, we will bury people! We are right, only in this way can the village remain stable until we find a new place to live!"

"If you let me go, I won't tell anyone else, let's just assume that today's incident didn't happen!"

There was no sound in the silent space except his wail.

After waiting for a long time, he felt that the rope hanging from him was loose, and he was slowly being put down!

Xi Qiongzhong was ecstatic, and the hatred suppressed by fear in his brain revived, as long as he was safe, he must tie her up and break her into pieces!

But as soon as his scalp tightened, he was forced to raise his head again, interrupting the conjecture in his mind.

He even had the illusion that the wound on his throat had been torn even bigger because of this tilting of his head. Soon, his delusion became a reality, and the cold blade squeezed into his wound viciously, deepening little by little, grinding his scalp cold, and his whole body weakened, and there were large wet marks underneath.

Xi Huanyan praised, "You cooperated well, just didn't move, it's the first time I've done this, I'm afraid that I will cut your throat if I hit it hard." ”