"It's okay, you can eat slowly, you can tell me anything else you want, after all, what's mine is yours."

Xie Qing put the candy in his pocket, held Lin Zhi's fingertips, and shook it gently.

He suddenly regretted his previous extravagance and waste, and there seemed to be a lot of useless things in the points mall that were sold at very high prices, which was very puzzling, such as the miniskirt he had just glanced at in a hurry, which actually cost 300 points a piece.

He strongly condemned this strange price, and hoped that the points mall would sell 30 pieces tomorrow, but unfortunately there was no consumer association in the world after his death, otherwise he would have designated to complain.

Lin Zhi nodded unceremoniously, indicating that he knew.

Xie Qing was not surprised that he could use the points product, indicating that he might have done this kind of thing before, maybe he had already conducted this kind of experiment when he participated in the second game to use points.

The points earned by risking death are so spent playing.,Keen to challenge the rules.,Follow the NPC's things.,It's really grateful.。

The tip of Lin Weaving's tongue curled with a sugar ball and squinted happily.

Arriving at the divided field, Lin Weaving found that as long as there were people in the house, the door was open.

A man was making fishing nets in the courtyard, Xie Qing knocked on the door to greet him, but he didn't look up as if he didn't hear.

Lin Zhi and Xie Qing approached, and they could only hear him muttering "a lot of fish" in his mouth.

Xie Qing deliberately pulled the fishing net in his hand, but he didn't react.

Obviously, unable to communicate, Lin Zhi and Xie Qing walked forward.

The doors of several houses were closed, and one of them was more special.

A fishy sea breeze blew through the village, and in front of it were dilapidated brick houses, closed alone, as if they had been abandoned.

The ground was covered with corrosive marks of blue and black, and the wooden door was stained with dark blood.

It was almost written on the door, "There's something going on here", and Lin Zhi pushed the door open and walked inside.

The yard was littered with poles to dry, and fishing nets were wrapped around dead fish, reeking of rancidity.

The pickled fish were scattered on the ground, trampled into mud, and black and red blood were mixed between the blue and black marks.

Lin Zhi walked into the hall, and judging from the bloodstains, it looked like someone had fled from the bedside in panic and then crawled on the ground.

The people in the side room heard the commotion and knocked over tables and chairs as they fled, knocking things over in the courtyard.

At the same time, Liu Yue was chatting with the aunts in the village in the same dialogue routine as yesterday.

The women had already finished praying from the ancestral hall, and Liu Yue saw an aunt who was washing clothes and thinking about it at the same time, so she immediately went to help.

"I don't know if my man can take care of the doll and change diapers."

The aunt sighed while washing clothes, and Liu Yue echoed a few words.

After opening the chatterbox, Liu Yue began to inquire about Hai Niangniang.

"Auntie, do you know who Hai Niangniang's first wife is?"

"That's all about the old yellow calendar, I wasn't born at that time, and I don't know, you can ask Sister Liu, the priests have books there, they must have been recorded, the first wife has to be Hai Niangniang's wife, and the priests call them Hai Ji."

Liu Yue left in response, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

This is not the first woman she asked, because the inquiry was related to the past, Xiaoxia didn't know, so she specially chose an older person to ask, but she didn't get a definite answer, so she asked the priest Sister Liu.

Liu Yue had already stubbornly gone up to talk, but before he could say a word, he had already coldly refused.

Liu Yue was searching for the next target of questioning, and suddenly found that Tong Tong was missing.

She was shocked and immediately went to look for it, although everyone is a player in the survival game, but Tong Tong is so young, and the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young engraved in the bones of the nation makes it difficult for her to ignore.

She turned around for a long time before she found the boy who came out of the corner of the firewood pile and grabbed the child by the hand.

There was some anger in her voice: "Tong Tong, where did you go, such a dangerous place, don't run around, do you know?" ”

"I'm talking to grandma, but grandma is tired now, so I'll come out."

Tong Tong pointed to the door, and under her instructions, Liu Yue realized that there was still an entrance there.

It was a low shed built at the back of a house, blocked by other buildings, and there was no light at all.

Wet firewood and straw were piled up at the door, and worn-out fishing nets were scattered indiscriminately, similar in dark black, making it easy to overlook that there was a door.

How can there be a grandmother living in such a place, Liu Yue's radar sounded, and it is definitely an important plot NPC.

"Tong Tong, how old is that grandmother? What did you talk to her about? ”

"I just wanted to tell my sister, I asked my grandmother Xie Qing's brother to ask, who was Hai Niangniang's first wife, grandma told me that it was Chen Alian."

Liu Yue couldn't help but ask: "Who is Chen Alian?" ”

Tong Tong shook his head: "I don't know, the old grandmother didn't say it, and hummed a song." ”

Tong Tong imitated the tune a little unsmoothly, Liu Yue couldn't hear anything, and was a little anxious.

She couldn't help but knock on the door of the firewood room, but there was no response inside.

Liu Yue wanted to push open the door, but found that blue and black mucus was constantly oozing out from under the crack in the door.

Liu Yue's scalp was numb in an instant, and he didn't care too much, so he picked up Tong Tong and used his speed talent, and rushed out with a shadowless step.

In the brick house, Xie Qing and Lin Zhi searched separately.

"There's a tablet to be enshrined."

Xie Qing's voice came from the innermost, and Lin Zhi immediately walked over.

It was a small room separated from the east side of the room, and an incense burner was placed on the table.

A black-and-white family portrait hangs on the wall, showing a husband and wife standing together, the daughter being held in the hands of the father, and the boy, who is about three years old, being held in the arms of his mother.

There are also two posthumous photos under the family portrait, which are the husband and wife in the photo, and their faces have become old.

Loving father Dong Haifeng, loving mother Chen Xiangping.

There is no doubt that the owner of the house enshrined in the tablet is the boy who is being held in the group photo, and Lin Zhi's eyes fell on the girl who was being led by the man, she was about seventeen or eighteen years old, braided in a ponytail, and smiled very happily.

There is also a tablet that is upside down on the table, and there is no portrait on it.

Lin Zhi stretched out his hand to help him up and saw the words on it.

- Sister Chen Alian

Chapter 134: The Ghost Wife of Infinite Players

There were clouds accumulating in the sky, and it seemed that rain would fall at any moment.

Zhang San and Zhang Yunzhao started to search from the village, and they also found the same pattern, but whenever someone is in the house, the door must be open.

Instead of opening the door and going door-to-door, they chose to ask the villagers first.

"Three of the dozen households have their doors open, one is no, and two are still NPCs who can't talk, it's really strange."

Zhang San muttered in his mouth, this kind of weirdness is too obvious.

Although the population of this village has decreased due to a lot of casualties, from what they saw this morning, at least five out of ten households have come out, and the situation at the entrance of the village is very strange in comparison.

"Let's go back and search the house where no one is around."

Zhang San looked at Zhang Yunzhao, and the two returned again.

The ground in the courtyard is clean and traceless, proving that it has not been visited by monsters.

From the furnishings of the room, it can be seen that this is a house for a man who lives alone, there are no photographs, but there are books, paper and pens, and other than that, it is very empty.

Zhang Yunzhao was in charge of letting off steam, and when he saw Zhang San coming out and shook his head at him, he knew that there was still no gain.

Zhang Yunzhao: "Brother, this person shouldn't be a fisherman, and there is nothing related in his yard." ”

Zhang San nodded: "It's not like a fisherman, I feel that there must be something there, there may be a cellar or a secret cabinet, go back and let everyone find it together." ”

"I don't know what line ...... they have"

Zhang San was halfway through speaking, and suddenly fell silent.

He approached an old house softly, the door closed.

Zhang Yunzhao followed him carefully, and also caught the sound of words floating in the air.

Someone was talking in the closed house, Zhang Yunzhao held his breath and stuck to the wall with Zhang San.

It's a pity that the voice is still intermittent and not very clear, but Uncle Guo's voice can be heard.

Zhang San stretched out his hand, stuck it to the wall, and whispered: "The wall has ears." ”

I saw that the wall rippled like water ripples, slightly concave, outlining the shape of an ear, and the incomparably clear sound came out of the courtyard through the bricks.

Zhang Yunzhao's eyes widened and he silently gave Zhang San a thumbs up.

"Third child, this is probably our retribution."

In the courtyard, Uncle Guo lit another cigarette, he was actually not very old, but his face was already old, his temples were slightly white, and his rough cheeks were covered with the ravines of the years, revealing some sorrow.

"But a lot of people are innocent, if I could be like you...... Alas......"

Uncle Guo sighed and took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"If you can, you can try to run outside, we can't run out, no matter how much we drive out, we will still return to the road into the village."

Uncle Guo threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and coughed twice.

"I'll go first, take care of yourself."

Hearing this, Zhang San and Zhang Yunzhao immediately shrank into the wall a little to avoid being discovered.

The sound of footsteps and the sound of opening and closing the door gradually sounded, and Uncle Guo walked along the blue-black road towards the village.

Zhang Yunzhao: "Go in and have a look?" ”

Although Uncle Guo was talking to someone, they didn't hear the voice of another person.

Zhang San nodded, and they stood at the door and knocked on the door.

There was no response from the door, and Zhang San and Zhang Yunzhao were both ready to attack and advanced towards the inside.

In the courtyard stood a man with a disheveled head, just looking at them intently.

Not only did he have messy hair, but he also had a beard on his face, and his clothes were tattered and smelled unpleasant, as if he was mentally abnormal.