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"Sang Yu, do you really want to go?" Chen Xuan grabbed Sang Yu's arm, his tone full of worry.

Although he knew that Sang Yu was very powerful, he was still worried that Sang Yu would suffer in the face of such a disgusting and wretched man.

Sang Yu curled her lips and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, I will bring you big chicken drumsticks when I come back."

She followed the man away, a whistling and lewd laughter coming from behind.

It seemed that everyone knew what Sang Yu was about to face.

The other two female players, Su Yue and Gu Xiaoyu, looked unhappy at this time. They were surrounded by a group of male villagers.

Someone took advantage of the chaos and pinched Gu Xiaoyu's butt, and Gu Xiaoyu screamed in fright.

"You all go away, don't touch me..."

She pushed away the nearest villager.

Cursing sounds suddenly sounded in his ears.

"What a shame, what are you pretending to be?"

"She is a big star and very delicate."

"Hehe, you are indeed a big star, your butt is so soft."

The obscenities kept ringing out.

Gu Xiaoyu's eyes were red with anger. She looked at the program team for help, but the staff of the program team did not stop her.

It was Chen Xuan who squeezed over and allowed Su Yue and Gu Xiaoyu to escape from the encirclement.

Gu Xiaoyu said angrily: "The men in this village are simply scoundrels. It's really disgusting."

She cleared the dungeon twice, and for the first time she felt that humans were more disgusting than ghosts.

Su Yue whispered: "Remember to lock the door when you rest at night. No matter who knocks on your door, don't open it."

Gu Xiaoyu nodded. The owner of the house she lived in was a couple.

The hostess's enthusiasm was unusual, and the male host's behavior was equally unusual.

Living under the same roof with such a person, she would naturally be more wary.

Su Yue returned to her residence first. In the beautifully decorated three-story small foreign-style building, only villager Li Qiang lived alone.

At this time, Li Qiang was chopping meat at home. There was a "bang bang" sound in the kitchen, which shook the glass slightly.

Seeing Su Yue, Li Qiang said enthusiastically: "Xiaoyue is back, I'm cooking! I'm going to make braised pork ribs and braised pork with beans tonight. You go to the living room to rest first. I'll call you when I'm ready to cook."

Su Yue felt a little uncomfortable when she heard Li Qiang calling her name affectionately.

But compared with other villagers, Li Qiang is pretty normal.

Su Yue smiled politely and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Qiang."

She has to survive in Qingshui Village for five days. During these five days, she can first establish a good relationship with Li Qiang.

Li Qiang's heart pounded at the shout of "Brother Qiang". He remained calm and continued to chop the ribs.

When Su Yue was about to go back to her room to rest, Li Qiang suddenly called her.

"Xiaoyue, can you go to the utility room next door and help me get two potatoes? I can't free my hands now." Li Qiang said embarrassedly.

Su Yue nodded, there was no need to refuse such an easy and trivial matter.

The utility room is next to the kitchen. In rural areas, this kind of room is usually used to store grain and vegetables.

Su Yue pushed open the door of the utility room, which was filled with an old smell.

In the innermost part of the utility room, there are more than a dozen bags of grain piled up, and several tightly closed pickle jars are arranged together. These jars are about one meter high, but their diameter is very small, only about ten centimeters by visual inspection.

Su Yue just glanced at the pickle jars, and then set her eyes on the floor.

Cabbage, carrots, potatoes and other vegetables were piled on the floor.

Su Yue picked up two potatoes on the ground and prepared to leave.

Sudden.

"Plop" sound.

One of the pickle jars placed in the corner fell to the ground.

Su Yue was startled by the sudden sound, and her eyes fell firmly on the fallen tank.

"Kaka...Kaka..."

A small sound came from the tank.

The sound was like the scratching of nails. The more I listened to it, the more numb my scalp became.

The next second, the lid covering the pickle jar rolled down.

The narrow mouth of the cylinder was pitch black, like an unfathomable abyss.

When Su Yue stared at the mouth of the tank, she felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes in the tank, also staring at her.

At this time, her pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a bony hand slowly stretching out from the pickle jar...

Su Yue didn't dare to stay any longer. She quickly left the utility room and closed the door tightly.

Back in the kitchen, after Su Yue handed the two potatoes she got to Li Qiang, Li Qiang said with a smile: "Thank you, Xiaoyue."

The word "Xiaoyue" was somewhat ambiguous on his lips.

Su Yue narrowed her eyes, wondering if it was an illusion. She always felt that Li Qiang looked at her as if he was looking at his private property.

"Brother Qiang, I think you are almost thirty years old. Why are you alone at home? Where is your sister-in-law?" Su Yue asked casually.

Li Qiang's home was the most luxurious and beautiful in the village. Logically speaking, such a man should get married and have children, but she found no trace of women and children living in Li Qiang's home.

The smile on Li Qiang's face froze and turned into sadness: "My wife passed away due to illness a year ago."

Su Yue quickly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Brother Qiang, it's all my fault for talking too much and making you think of unhappy things!"

Li Qiang smiled: "Don't blame Xiaoyue, after all, you don't know about this either. Besides, this person has passed away, and those of us who are alive must continue to look forward."

His tone was understated, no longer sad.

Li Qiang continued to cut vegetables, but when it was his turn to cut potatoes, he suddenly asked: "By the way, when Xiaoyue took the potatoes, did you see anything in the pickle jar?"

Seeing Li Qiang suddenly mentioning the pickle vat, Su Yue's expression changed slightly, but she quickly covered it up.

"I took the potatoes and came out without paying attention to whether there was a pickle jar in the utility room."

She tilted her head and asked, pretending not to know: "Brother Qiang, do you want me to get some more pickles? I'll go now."

"No, there are enough dishes for tonight." A strange smile appeared on Li Qiang's lips, and he looked closely at Su Yue's face.

Su Yue was stared at all over by him...

Since Li Qiang asked her about the pickle jar, it was obvious that he knew what was in the pickle jar.

Thinking of the hand in the pickle jar, Su Yue couldn't help but guess... Could it be that Li Qiang committed the murder and secretly hid the body in the pickle jar?

Although the diameter of the pickle jar is small, the interior space is large.

If the person was chopped into pieces, a pickle jar could hide the body of an adult.

The more Su Yue thought about it, the more it seemed possible!

She bought a self-defense knife in the system mall and secretly hid it on her body...

On the other side, Sang Yu followed the man to his house.

The man was an old bachelor who lived alone. His home was sloppy. He often didn't take a shower, and his body exuded an indescribable stench.

The first time he got home, he immediately closed the door.

The man said impatiently: "Little sister, I will treat you to chicken right away."

After saying that, his stinky body rushed towards Sang Yu.