The Ghost Weapon is a gift from the Blood Gate to the Trialists.

Because of this, it is absolutely personal.

A person can lend his ghost weapon to others in the same blood door, but cannot give it away, and when the owner of the ghost weapon dies, all the ghost weapons he has will be sealed and turned into the most ordinary items.

The newcomer named Luo Yan, after everyone left, she cautiously opened her door, gritted her teeth, and entered Tang Jiao's room with fear in her heart.

She didn't dare to look at the hideous corpse on the ground, and trembled and searched the room, and finally, she found three ghost weapons in Tang Jiao's backpack.

Although she also knew this rule, she still packed these three ghost weapons, who knows if the spirit is not spiritual, what if it is useful?

When people are desperate, they will not let go of even the slightest suspicious light when they see it!

This is the case with Luo Yan.

But when she put the three ghost weapons into her backpack and was about to turn away, she suddenly stopped in place.

Her eyes showed great horror, and she shivered as she stared at the ground in front of her.

The corpses that were still littered just now were just a moment of effort...... It's gone!

It was not only the corpses that disappeared, but also the blood stains on the ground.

It's like...... This room has never been occupied by a person named Tang Jiao.

Luo Yan was frightened, she felt eerie behind her, as if the dead Tang Jiao was watching her somewhere, so she rushed out of Tang Jiao's room without looking back, ran back to her residence, and then locked the door......

At about ten o'clock in the morning, the three men with glasses went out to look for new clues, and Bai Xiaoxiao, who had been actively looking for clues, had just gotten up at this time and finished washing.

Ning Qiushui moved a chair and sat in the open space to bask in the sun.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Neither of them was in a hurry, Liu Chengfeng was in a hurry.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Aren't we going to look for clues this morning?"

Ning Qiushui didn't look back, sitting on his chair and staggering, just frowning, as if thinking about something.

"Clues? What more clues to look for? ”

Liu Chengfeng strode in front of him.

"Aren't there still attractions we haven't seen?"

"Maybe there's a key clue to that attraction?"

Ning Qiushui shook his head.

"It's useless."

Liu Chengfeng didn't understand what Ning Qiushui was thinking, so he sighed, and just when he wanted to continue asking, Bai Xiaoxiao's voice came from behind him:

"We've got the clues we want, and if we take the risk to find them, what we see is nothing more than the lies of the villagers."

Liu Chengfeng didn't understand, and Bai Xiaoxiao continued to explain:

"These attractions were built by the villagers, and they wanted us to see them, so they wanted to find the truth from them...... It's simply impossible. ”

Liu Chengfeng was a little anxious:

"What then? We can't just sit back and wait, the temple festival will start in less than five days! ”

Bai Xiaoxiao sighed lightly when she saw Liu Chengfeng's appearance.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."

"It's useless to be anxious."

At this time, Ning Qiushui, who had been sitting on a chair basking in the sun, asked the first question again:

"You say, what role do the people of the Ruan clan play in the hints given to us by the Blood Gate?"

"Are they the kind ones who shed their blood, or the merciful ones who cut off their heads?"

Or ...... Are they innocents who yearn for rain and stability? ”

Both of them heard what Ning Qiushui was saying, Bai Xiaoxiao vaguely caught something, and raised her eyes to glance at Ning Qiushui.

"Qiushui, what do you think?"

Ning Qiushui turned his head and looked at the two of them, his eyes were unprecedentedly sharp and clear.

The answer is...... Neither. ”

The two were stunned.

"Neither?"

Ningqiu Waterway:

"At first, I didn't understand what this bloody door meant by the hint we were......"

"But now, I probably get it."

"Pay attention to the order of the prompts."

"The good have drained their blood and turned into rain; The Merciful One cut off his head and gave him stability...... In that case, why do the innocent wait for rain and stability? ”

When the two heard this, they were stunned.

Ning Qiushui continued:

"For they have neither the rain of the good nor the peace of the merciful!"

"In the midst of this group of people, there is another ...... Evildoer! ”

"He drained the blood of the good, deprived the heads of the merciful, and made the innocent ...... Nothing! ”

Listening to what Ning Qiushui said, the two of them felt that their breathing became short.

"Little brother, according to what you say, Goddess Ruan is the evildoer?"

But why did she do that...... It doesn't make sense, it's all from the same village, and everyone has no hatred ......."

Just when Liu Chengfeng didn't know why, Bai Xiaoxiao on the side said something that made his back chill without smiling:

"How can you reflect the status of a goddess in the village?"

"Yes, of course...... Make this village haunted. ”

Bang!

As if struck by lightning, Liu Chengfeng's eyes widened, and he stood in place, motionless.

"This ...... This ......"

Looking at his unbelievable appearance, Bai Xiaoxiao sneered:

"Sometimes...... People are so scary than ghosts! ”

After being silent for a while, Ning Qiushui said:

"Yesterday at noon, there was an aunt in the cafeteria who fed me, and when I asked her about the architectural style of the cafeteria, her eyes were evasive......

"She must know something, but when I went to look for her in the cafeteria this morning, she didn't come, and the cafeteria staff said she wouldn't come until noon."

"We still have time, just wait, I'd like to talk to her alone at noon...... With Hirokawa's tablet. ”

The two nodded.

It would be best if the truth of the matter could be asked directly from an informed person.

As soon as the meal started at noon, the three of them walked into the cafeteria.

However, when he saw the cafeteria aunt who was cooking, Ning Qiushui frowned.

This person...... Not yesterday's one!

Faintly, a sense of foreboding permeated his heart.

"Hello uncle, I want to ask...... Why didn't the aunt who was cooking yesterday come? ”

The old man with cloudy eyes was confused for a moment before realizing what Ning Qiushui had asked him.

"She's not feeling well......

pS: There are at least two more chapters left today.