There was a thick fog all around, two headless corpses on the ground beneath their feet, and a faint smell of blood in the air.

None of the people present spoke, and in the eerie silence there was only the sound of heavy breathing like a bellows.

Shen Can felt as if his chest was pressing on a big stone, indescribably depressed and heavy.

At this moment, a figure came out of the thick fog.

The man was wrapped in a thick bandage, and the wide black robe was shrouded over his body, so that even when he was in front of him, he could not see the other party's appearance clearly, and he could not even distinguish the gender of the other party.

Before the person arrived, a pungent fishy stench came to his face, Shen Can subconsciously covered his nose, the smell was not weaker than any biological weapon, and he was dizzy for a while.

"Welcome, welcome to Huangquan Village, Wang Fugui, the head of my village, it's not early, please come with me quickly."

It's still the same rhetoric, and even the voice is no different from the person just now, but the person in front of him is dressed too suspiciously.

"The first rule is that after getting off the bus, people in black clothes will guide us into the village, and the people in front of us are in black clothes, so there should be no problem." Just when Shen Can was speechless, Hei Xiyi, who was beside him, gently pushed the black-framed glasses on his face with his fingers, and raised his legs to follow behind "Wang Fugui" as he spoke.

"Makes sense, but you have to be careful not to look at the monster's face anymore, grandma, just now fortunately, Lao Tzu was bending over to tie his shoelaces at that time, otherwise he would have ended up with the two buddies lying on the ground." The big bald head followed behind the black suit, muttering with palpitations.

Shen Can didn't move this time, he looked in the direction of Lin Yi, and after getting the other party's affirmative nod, he took a deep breath and followed behind everyone.

Now the statistics

The number of days of survival is 1 day

Total 13 players, 2 dead and 11 remaining

There are 5 male players and 6 female players

The group cautiously followed behind "Wang Fugui" and walked along a dry river.

Some people on the road tried to make marks along the way, but they didn't realize that every time they walked a certain way, the road behind them would be swallowed up by thick fog and eventually disappear completely.

There are always thorns and vines hanging on Shen Can's clothes and backpack along the way, as if someone is dragging him from moving forward.

The further you went, the thinner the fog became, and when the fog quietly dissipated, a village quietly appeared in front of everyone.

The old village doesn't look modern, the walls are covered with moss, and the roads are muddy and rugged.

All the doors and windows of the village were closed, but they all tacitly opened a small gap, and countless pairs of eyes were secretly peeping at everyone.

By this time, it was already dusk, and the blood-like sunset shone on the leafless branches, reflecting a long afterimage.

"Welcome to Huangquan Village."

The village chief stopped, opened his arms to face everyone, and said calmly in a slightly hoarse voice.

With his voice, the sky continued to mourn, and countless black crows hovered in midair.

The black feathers fell quietly, and the atmosphere was filled with indescribable weirdness.

With the voice of the village chief, the closed doors of the village opened almost at the same time, and the villagers came out of it one after another.

Like the village chief, every inch of these people's skin was wrapped in thick bandages, and a wide black robe was covered outside, and the villagers stared at Shen Can and his party with strange eyes.

After a bloody lesson, Shen Can and the gang reflexively lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into the eyes of these people.

Under normal circumstances, it would have been considered impolite, but these villagers didn't seem to have that kind of awareness, and the men, women, and children just stood there quietly, like dead things, without making any sound, and stared directly at the eleven people in front of them.

"Friends have worked hard along the way, it's late today, please stay in the village, tomorrow someone will arrange for everyone to walk around, here to give you a piece of advice, don't run around after dark, otherwise I dare not guarantee your personal safety."

The village chief said that the tone in his tone was obviously much more stern, although everyone saw it, they could feel that the other party was staring at everyone with extremely dangerous eyes.

"No, you fucking ....."

The big bald head raised his head angrily, and as soon as he said it, he was grabbed by the black suit next to him.

"What the hell are you pulling me for, I didn't listen to that bastard talk so annoying." The big bald head angrily shook off the other party's arm and scolded angrily.

"Shut up if you don't want to die, you brainless idiot, have you forgotten what this place is?" The black suit glared at the other party fiercely and said.

The big bald head suddenly woke up when he heard the words of the black suit, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the whole person was as quiet as a frosted eggplant.

The village chief didn't seem to care about the conversation between the two people, but calmly assigned the villagers to live in for everyone.

The eleven were evenly divided into five teams, two in groups, and only the eight-year-old child and the elderly sister were three in the group.

At Shen Can's request, he and Lin Yi were successfully assigned together.

After the distribution was completed, Shen Can and Lin Ye followed behind the villagers they had been assigned to and walked towards his home.

The villager, like the village chief, exuded a rotting fishy smell, and the feeling of suffocation made Shen Can a little breathless.

The villager was different from the indifference he saw at first sight, he was extremely enthusiastic at this time, and he kept talking along the way, but Shen Can was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would bring him a catastrophe, so he just gaged and coped with it, so that this person was as hot as a shaved head, and most of them were chattering to himself.

Those black crows followed Shen Can's head, and most of Shen Can's words to the villagers in front of him were in his left ear and out of his right ear.

Just remember a general appearance, this person's name is Zhang Zhiqiang, Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty-five years old this year. In addition to his 60-year-old mother, his daughter-in-law and two children, the eldest daughter is 15 years old and the younger son is only 6 years old this year.

The village said that it was not big, but it was not small, and Shen Can and Lin Ye did not have any instruments to record time, so they could only roughly estimate that it would take about twenty minutes to arrive at Zhang Zhiqiang's house.

From a distance, the courtyard is very large, with nearly three-meter-high walls surrounding it like an iron bucket, and the blue brick walls are covered with moss, and many places are covered with cobwebs, which does not look like it is inhabited at all.

When the two of them followed Zhang Zhiqiang to the gate, Shen Can was so frightened when he saw the scene in front of him.

The place in front of me looks like a gate, and it is clearly two black coffin boards.