It was still the mountain path outside the village, winding, with tall and stout locust trees standing on both sides, and the leaves of the trees were rustling wildly in the wind.

There is no sun, moon or stars in the sky, and the time is unknown.

"It should be the same as the last time I came, it was about 5:56 p.m., and in another twenty minutes, the night show of the hundred ghosts began.

I am now forging the second grade, and the speed of 100 meters is 6.8 seconds, and the speed has increased significantly, so I should have enough time to find out the suspect. ”

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Ling Jiuzhou's mind moved, and an illusory panel with a flashing red light appeared in front of him, on which was his personal information:

[Name: Ling Tian God Emperor]

[Race: Terran]

[Character Class: Star and Moon Priest]

[Level: 0.2]

[Skills: Vision, Psychic, Prayer for the Stars, Moon Shadow Sneaking]

[Realm: Forging Body Second Grade]

[Glory: 19%]

【World Heritage: Pillow for Love Music】

[SAN value: 100 (initial value)]

[Warning: Don't let your SAN value go to zero, seeing is not necessarily true, hearing is not necessarily false]

Seeing the warning, Ling Jiuzhou was slightly stunned and muttered:

"Seeing is not necessarily true, hearing is not necessarily false? What do you mean, quest prompt? Or do you want to deliberately crook me? ”

At this time, the faint sound of gongs and drums came.

"! Isn't it, the night show of the hundred ghosts has begun? The timing is wrong! ”

Ling Jiuzhou's complexion changed greatly, and he immediately let go of the girl and ran towards the village, shouting non-stop:

"やめてください酒都了! The wine is numb! “

He used the speed of 100 meters and 6 seconds 8 seconds to turn into a man like the wind, and the big stone engraved in Zhuangyuan Village was in sight.

After another five or six minutes, he came to the outside of the dilapidated theater.

There was a deafening gong and drum noisy performance inside, and the penetrating suona sound ran through it, high and low, intermittent, full of evil weirdness!

When he arrived at the door, Ling Jiuzhou took a deep breath and was about to rush in, when he suddenly remembered the little accident last time.

He slowed down and took a step back.

Sure enough, a man in a shabby robe with gray hair as disheveled as thatch staggered out.

"Don't go out when it's dark, it's dangerous!" Ling Jiuzhou said to him quickly.

The madman was stunned, looking confused, and looked at Ling Jiuzhou in surprise, as if he was down.

Ling Jiuzhou smiled smugly and entered the gate.

Just like the last time, the sky suddenly darkened, and the night was like an endless curtain, covering the whole world in an instant!

The blood-stained red light on the old stage of the theater seemed to be even more dazzling, and a hundred evil ghosts with different ways of dying were clustered together, their expressions were hideous and terrifying, the ghosts were monstrous, and the movements were distorted, and they were extremely weird!

The deafening sound of gongs, drums, and suona deepened the terrifying atmosphere, and the villagers watched in fascination and clapped like marionettes.

Ling Jiuzhou ran quickly around the stage, observing the clothes and death of the ghosts he hadn't remembered last time, and then turned his eyes to the villagers to correspond one by one.

He saw the greedy village chief, supporting his Daqiang. Da Qiang had a perfunctory smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Quan, the son of the village chief, stretched out his hand and quietly pinched it on the buttocks of the tofu Shih Tzu Ah Hua, tilting his head and making eye contact with Daqiang, as if tacitly.

Ling Jiuzhou's gaze moved quickly, and then, he saw a man wearing a gray cloth shirt, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary height!

"Daqiang!?"

His gaze quickly turned and landed on Da Qiang, who was beside the village chief!

Ling Jiuzhou was dumbfounded, and after being shocked, he found that there was a person who looked exactly like Da Qiang!

That person is Daqiang's twin brother or younger brother, because of his ordinary appearance and no characteristics, he is easy to be ignored.

Ling Jiuzhou was very sure that only one person of the same appearance had died among the hundred ghosts.

In other words, the ghost with a kitchen knife in his brain may not be Daqiang, but it may also be his brother or younger brother!

The possibilities are huge!

Daqiang and Liu Quan quietly made eye contact, these two should have something unseemly!

Liu Quan is a suspect and has a motive to kill, and it is very likely that he will bribe Daqiang, who is trusted by the village chief's father, to slaughter the village together!

Well, Liu Quan is suspected of being a wolf +1, and Daqiang is suspected of being an accomplice +1.

In this massacre, the people who are known to have survived are madmen, Liu Quan, and Da Qiang.

There are three more unknown.

Who are they?

Ling Jiuzhou was about to continue to observe the villagers, and the people wearing black robes, red cloaks, and blue-faced fanged masks appeared on the stage!

"Zhuangyuan Village, Zhuangyuanlang, the mud can't support the wall, it's difficult to climb to the sky in one step, don't look back at the sky......"

He sang a strange and psychedelic ballad, and the dust floated in the swaying lights of the theater, turning into a gray fog in an instant, enveloping the entire space!

Ling Jiuzhou could no longer see the villagers clearly, he fanned the wind with his hands, and the scene on the stage loomed.

There was a blaze in the sky, and the hundred ghosts walked into the fire and disappeared.

The man with the ghost mask showed his white teeth in the direction of Ling Kyushu, and seemed to be laughing, but with that mask, he couldn't say how oozing!

The curtain has come down on the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, which is quite different from the last time.

The villagers scattered in a hurry, and from time to time there was a sound of 'sigh'.

Ling Jiuzhou couldn't see the villagers in the fog clearly, and tried his best to avoid the villagers who bumped into him.

Suddenly, he heard a childish cry: "Uncle and uncle, my little bear is gone, you can help me find it!" It was a gift from my grandmother, and if I lost it, my grandmother would be sad! ”

Ling Jiuzhou's heart moved: "Little girl? It seems that the children in the hundred ghosts are all men, and although I didn't see her appearance, it was certain that she was the fourth survivor!

Also one of the suspects.

This is a small world of hell mode known as BUG, and you can't take it for granted that little girls don't have the ability to kill! ”

While dodging the crowd, he bent down to find the little girl's bear.

Soon, he saw a brown curly-haired bear doll lying on the ground, which was stepped on by the villagers from time to time, and its black bean-like eyes looked extremely aggrieved.

He slipped through the crowd and reached for the bear.

But he touched a hand as dry as orange peel.

He was slightly stunned, looked up, and saw an old woman with silver hair full of silver threads and empty eyes without eyeballs picking up the bear doll.

She grinned, her mouth was empty and there were no teeth, only shrunken gums, which made Ling Jiuzhou's scalp tingle.

"Thank you, young man, you are a good person, and good people don't live long."

Ling Kyushu: "(눈‸눈)"

Ling Tian God Emperor SAN value -2

The old grandmother bent her waist and walked away slowly.

Ling Tian God Emperor muttered, "The fifth survivor, the blind old woman.

Just with her penetrating smile, if it makes people uncomfortable, you can give her a werewolf identity!

As for the motive for the killing, we can only find out tomorrow.

Let's live through tonight.

At this time, the villagers had all left, and the strange fog had inexplicably dispersed.

Ling Jiuzhou's face darkened slightly... This is especially the small world deliberately increasing the difficulty of Lao Tzu! What you see is not necessarily true, what you hear is not necessarily false, so you make a false!

Because of this, of the five survivors, Ling Jiuzhou labeled four as werewolves, and the fifth one was an accomplice!

He reached out and scratched his head, and he was annoyed.

"Bang dang!"

As soon as I glanced at the door, it closed.

Glancing again at the low walls, which were so high and unattainable that they were unattainable.

The corners of Ling Jiuzhou's mouth twitched: "Nima (σ≧∀≦) σ"

took out the pillow that loved music, and clenched the guide stick in his right hand, and the god emperor's expression was fierce:

"Tonight, Lao Tzu wants to kill a hundred ghosts and catch the murderer!"