At first the two of them didn't pay much attention when they were standing below, but now that they got closer, they realized that this clock is not just an ordinary clock. Text.

An He looked around for a long time, looking left and right, and vaguely understood what was written in the painting, but she really couldn't understand what was written in the words.

She paused, and was about to turn her head to ask Jiang Yin, but Jiang Yin opened her lips slightly and spit out a few syllables like a mantra, as if she read all the words on the clock directly.

An He:? ? ?

She knew that Jiang Yin was powerful, but she really didn't expect that she was so powerful that she could even understand such ghostly symbols.

An He was thinking like this, seeing that Jiang Yin was looking seriously, she didn't intend to speak again, but stood quietly and waited for her to read those words little by little, and then finally asked: "Can you?" Tell me what is written on it?"

"It's some records, roughly speaking of these paintings engraved on the clock." Jiang Yin said, "It is said that there were troubles in the village back then, not to mention flames falling from the sky, and evil spirits rampant on the ground. Everyone was helpless. When the village was about to perish, a wise man built a bell, which saved the rest of the village from disaster and allowed them to continue to live in peace and happiness. To commemorate him, record his deeds on this bell."

She said this, slightly hooked the corner of her mouth: "It seems that the old man really didn't lie to us."

"Then what should we do next?" An He asked softly, "We can't just take this bell away."

"It's definitely impossible to carry it away. Jiang Yin said this, and after a few laps around the clock, she suddenly raised her lips and smiled, "But there are still other ways, right? "

As soon as she finished speaking, An He saw that she suddenly took out something shiny from her pocket, which looked like a knife in shape.

"You can't take the big ones with you, so take some small ones with you." As she said this, she put the knife directly on Zhong's body, and then took out a small plastic bag from her pocket, signaling to An He Go over and help her continue.

Although vandalism of public property was really bad, but An He couldn't care less about it in order to survive, so he hurried forward to pick up the plastic bag and started to cooperate.

After scraping like this for a while, the two finally filled the bottom of the plastic bag.

"I don't care whether others live or die." Before leaving, An He heard Jiang Yin say to herself, "But you must be fine, you know."

She said this, and put the small bag into An He's palm involuntarily: "This is something that can save lives, you should take it first."

……

When Jiang Yin and An He went back together, the wind and snow were obviously a little bit heavier, and the two of them walked in the snow easily, and finally saw the villa in front of them again.

It is also said that Jiang Yin is a master who knows the way. If it were someone else, she might get lost somewhere right now and would not be able to come back.

After going back and forth like this, I was a bit tired. In addition, An He was injured, and I felt a burst of exhaustion from the bottom of my heart. This time I finally returned to the villa, and I was planning to rush upstairs to rest.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she and Jiang Yin arrived at the door, a quarrel erupted from inside.

This made the two of them frowned unconsciously, hurriedly quickened their pace, and pushed open the door of the villa.

At this moment, everyone was standing on the second floor. It was already noon, and everyone was hungry for two meals. This time, they finally found the ingredients. The first task should be cooking.

But no one took the initiative to cook. At this moment, they all stood there blushing and arguing happily.

An He took a general look, and saw that the target was the two men who did not follow to find the ingredients.

At first, An He thought they were blaming the two for leaving the group, and thought that everyone's reaction was not so intense when they left, but why they were all so irritable when they came back.

But when she gradually listened for a while, she suddenly discovered that the reason why they quarreled was not just because of this.

It's... about huang Qingyang.

What An He didn't expect was that Huang Qingyang died, dripping blood splashed all over the ground, his head was separated from his body, his limbs were also gone just like Dong Che's at that time.

According to Wang Shanshan, Huang Qingyang was still alive before the group of them left. At that time, she smashed the glass so loudly that even the other people standing downstairs heard it.

But such a person who was alive and well died quietly after they came back, it must be the two people who didn't go!

Seeing that everyone was pointing the finger at them, those two people couldn't argue with each other, they kept saying that they really didn't know what was going on, that they really didn't kill Huang Qingyang.

"No?" Han Cheng raised his eyebrows, and immediately showed everyone the tools he found in their room, "It's made of iron wire and a saw, and he said it wasn't you!"

"That's just our interest!" The two of them were about to cry, "We both make handicrafts, and there are still several orders in hand when we come out to play this time. Bring it here, we really didn't..."

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