Chapter Forty-Nine: Hunter Huang Ding
A lock of silver-white hair.
The ends of his hair shimmered slightly.
Wei Xiao held the lock of hair in her hand thoughtfully.
Then he put his hair in his arms and stood up.
"I know who you are," he said, pointing to the body of the girl leaning against the corner, "you are the girl Xiuyao who was thrown into the spiritual stone well by the villagers to sacrifice." β
As if in response to his words, the white light around the girl's body lit up slightly, as if she was breathing, and then dimmed.
Wei Xiao picked up a bronze artifact that looked like a vertebrae from a pile of strange-shaped magic weapons on the ground, put it in his hand, and then walked to the well, looked up at the black and heavy wellhead above his head, and landed on the wall of the well, and quickly inserted the copper cone into the stone crack between the walls with his right hand, and then jumped up, and after repeating it repeatedly, he finally jumped out of the spiritual stone well.
There was still a faint purple aura lingering at the mouth of the well, like mist.
The strange thing is that as soon as Wei Xiao jumped out of the well, the originally heavy dark night suddenly changed and turned into a white sky.
It was as if someone had turned the sky over the pages of a book, and the transition from night to day was so rapid.
Wei Xiao carefully examined the werewolf's footprints near the Spirit Stone Well, as well as the overwhelmed blades of grass and dead branches, and then looked northeast in that directionβ
About ten zhang away, there was a thatched hut, which had been burned to the brink of decay, leaving only a few wisps of green smoke wafting in the air and gradually dissipating.
He suddenly seemed to feel something, lowered his head, raised the palm of his left hand, and the palm of his hand faintly shone with a touch of green.
- "White girl!" he whispered, this induction grass juice was secretly dripped into the palms of them by Clover when they were unprepared, originally to facilitate Clover to sense them, but it inadvertently caused mutual induction between Wei Xiao and Bai Qianyu.
When approaching the Spirit Stone Well, this feeling suddenly disappeared because it was blocked by the demonic barrier set up by the werewolf.
Now, this kind of induction has reappeared, so the demonic power barrier should be removed.
Even the clover disappeared during his night in the well, so it was probably related to the thatched hut that had been destroyed by fire.
Wei Xiao kept running over, and found that the thatched hut had almost all burned down, and there were only some charred ruins left around, and in the rubble, he suddenly found a piece of scorched wood that was hidden, and dialed it casually, and found that there seemed to be a tunnel entrance underneath, leading directly to the underground!
Wei Xiao pushed away all the scorched wood and rubble, and jumped down without thinking about itββ
The cellar was a little deep, and he fell to the ground, rolled on the ground, and stood up, so that he could see the face of his surroundings clearly.
The cellar was already charred and black, and after a fire, there was not much left of the furnishings.
Wei Xiao picked up the ashes on the ground and picked out a copper oil lamp.
Although the lamp had been scorched, Wei Xiao held it in her hand, feeling the residual warmth of the fire that still remained on it, and felt strangely in her heart that it was the white girl who had touched it-
She was trapped in the cellar, maybe she would be tied hand and foot, blindfolded, but with her wit, she knocked over the lamp, hoping that the fire would send a signal to bring her rescue, or at least, burn herself and the werewolves to death......
Thinking of this, he hurriedly rummaged on the ground again, and only picked up some burnt food, a few scattered sheep bones, and even two jars of wine that had been burned dry.
The air was filled with a faint aura of Tianhe spiritual water.
Wei Xiao took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.
OK.
There were no corpses, indicating that no one had been burned to death in this fire, at least, the White Maiden was safe.
Moreover, the smell of Tianhe spiritual water in the air also confirmed his previous speculation that the reason why this cellar fire could be extinguished in a short period of time was because the clover came, and the Tianhe spiritual water stored in its body instantly extinguished the fire.
Although it is not known why the werewolves took the White Maiden, at least, they have no intention of killing her at the moment, and she is safe for the time being.
Coupled with the fact that the celestial grass was still by her side, she should at least not be so afraid.
Thinking of this, Wei Xiao stood up, jumped lightly, and jumped out of the cellar.
By this time, it was already completely light.
When he returned to the village, he found that there were quite a few people standing in front of the billboard.
In addition to the previous village chief of Chencang, the head of cabbage, and the old woman, there are also some villagers, among whom a fresh face has appeared.
It was a tall villager dressed as a hunter, wearing a yellowed tiger skin vest, suede boots on his feet, a shiny hunting fork on his shoulders, dark skin, and a full beard.
Seeing Wei Xiao walking past him, he tilted his head slightly and glanced at him vigilantly.
"Little Brother Wei, you are back!" Seeing him, the village chief separated the crowd and hurriedly walked over.
"What's wrong?" Wei Xiao saw a panicked look on the village chief's face, and the villagers were also whispering.
The village chief sighed.
"Just last night when you went out with the White Maiden, there were dead people in the village again!" said the village chief.
"Dead man, who is dead?" Wei Xiao remembered the strange sound of the flute last night.
It seems that as long as the whistle appears, there will be an incident of a dead man.
"Look!" the village chief did not answer his question, but pointed to the bulletin board.
On the wooden bulletin board, a line of white light jumps:
"Death at night: Uncle Scar, place of death: home. β
"What?" Wei Xiao was taken aback: "The werewolf actually killed Uncle Scar last night?"
His brow furrowed slightly: "Why did they kill him?"
He clearly remembered that the little crows had planned to kill the cabbage head last night.
Although he came to the rescue last night and gave Cabbage Head a chance to escape, after he fell into the Spirit Stone Well, Little Crow's werewolf companion could still kill Cabbage Head.
But now, the cabbage head is still alive and well, but Uncle Scar is dead.
The village chief grabbed Wei Xiao, his eyes were full of expectation: "Little Brother Wei, we are young and old in this village, and there are few strong guys, you have to think of a way!"
Wei Xiao was just about to speak, when the tall hunter came over and glanced at him, his eyes full of mockery: "Village Chief, what you said is wrong! I can kill a tiger with my Huang Ding fist, a leopard can be forked with a steel fork, and there are dead people in the village, so instead of coming to me, you want to ask for help from this outsider?"
The village chief turned around, shook his head at him and sighed: "Huang Ding, that's not what I said, now that werewolves are raging, we must use the power of outsiders to defeat the hunters together and leave this closed space." β
"Hmph!" Huang Dingleng snorted: "Who knows what he has in mind?" Village Chief, don't you forget, there is a rule in the werewolf village: as long as the four villagers are killed, the space will be opened, and the werewolf can leave safely. β
The village chief was stunned: "So what?"
"So what?" Huang Ding laughed, looking at Wei Xiao's eyes full of hostility: "That means that if this little brother Wei in your mouth kills all the villagers on our list, the space will also be opened, not only the werewolf, but even he can leave here safely," he paused, and looked at the village chief: "Isn't it?"
The village chief was stunned.
Not only the village chief, but also all the villagers next to him were stunned, and everyone had a panicked look on their faces.
- Yes, the law is just that if the villagers or Wei Xiao and his party are all killed, the space can be opened, and the living can go out, but there is no rule that the werewolves must kill the villagers, as long as the four villagers who appear in the list are all dead, the rest can leave.
Is this a loophole, or is it a deliberate trap set by the law?
Wei Xiao didn't know.
What he knew was that Huang Ding's words would definitely arouse everyone's hostility towards him in an instant.
He took a step back.
He didn't want to explain, but he didn't want to kill people at this time, the only thing he could do was leave.
"Want to run?" Huang Ding had already sensed his intentions, and quickly rushed forward, stretched out his hunting fork, and blocked his way: "It's not that easy!"
The surrounding villagers have already gathered around.
Some people are even asking, "Say, outsider, did you kill Uncle Scar last night?"
In a blink of an eye, Wei Xiao saw the smug smile on the hunter Huang Ding's face.
At that moment, he even wondered if this person, who ostensibly had the identity of a hunter, was a werewolf?
At that moment, the white light on the billboard suddenly jumped and changed into a line of words:
"There were also deaths last night. β
The following line continues to appear:
"Dead: Little Crow. Place of death: The grove. β