My host is lazy again

Chapter 621 Fifteen Players 43
Others stayed in the ancestral hall.

Now, they didn't dare to wander around, and got together honestly.

"Isn't it the voting time yet? Why are players being killed?"

"Then the uncle committed suicide?"

"Maybe he was killed by Li Shuping! We stayed here just now and never went out, only he went out with that uncle. Could he be a ghost? We..."

While talking, they aimed at Li Shuping who was flustered not far away.

Wang Yong paused, and interrupted them in a low voice, "Okay, if there is no evidence, then don't guess."

Xiao Jianbang nodded in agreement: "Miss Luo and Mr. Yu have found some clues, we should listen to them. By the way, Miss Luo..." He turned his head and was about to ask about Bai Cuiqiao, but found that Luo Jian actually Not in the house!
"Eh? Where is Miss Luo?"

Wang Yong, Li Yuanna and others raised their heads in doubt when they heard the sound.

They shouted a few times and got no response, so they got up to look for it, but they searched the entire ancestral hall and found no one. After asking, they found out that she had just gone out wearing a bamboo hat.People who saw her going out thought she was going to the earthen house next door, so they didn't pay attention.

the other side.

After Luo Jian came out alone, she walked directly towards the entrance of the village, watching as she walked.

She wore a bamboo hat on her head, which didn't protect her from the rain very much, but after walking for a few minutes, the corners of her skirt were wet by the rain.

Looking down at the muddy road under her feet, she let out a melancholy breath.

【My lord, what are you looking for? 】

Gu Bai, who had been confined in the space for two days, finally came out.

Luo Jian used a black jade stick as a crutch, and while avoiding the puddle in front, she answered him: "I think this place is a bit strange."

Sitting cross-legged, Gu Bai shook his snow-white fox ears when he heard the words, and murmured: [I also feel strange...but suddenly I can't say it. 】

"Yin Qi."

【what? 】

"The yin here is too heavy." Luo Jian tilted her head, her bright eyes were filled with misty green mountains and rain. "The whole village is shrouded in a very strong yin."

Gu Bai felt it seriously: [Indeed. 】

Luo Jian was standing on the stone bridge at the entrance of the village.

She turned around and looked at the houses in the village built against the mountains behind her, her fair face wrinkled slightly.

Originally, she thought that it was the village head and the villagers who were controlling the death game, but before nightfall, a player died for no apparent reason, which meant that the rules of the game set by the village head had been broken.

This game is over.

But death did not end there.

All 15 of them entered this village unintentionally because of a car accident. The villagers wanted to use their hands to find their murderer, Bai Cuiqiao.

However, if they really suspect that Bai Cuiqiao is pretending to be a certain player, there is no need to spend so much time designing the game.Wouldn't it be simpler and more effective to kill all of them directly?

They are all evil spirits, but they don't have pure and kind thoughts.

Or, they just have some bad taste.

Or, they can't kill players at all.

Of the two possibilities, she is more inclined to the latter.

If you think this way, then it is not the village head and those villagers who killed the bus driver, Tian Li, and the middle-aged uncle just now, but another "ghost".

This ghost could be Bai Cuiqiao, or it could be...

Other undead hidden in Anlu Village.

(End of this chapter)