Citizen Four [Unlimited Stream]

The boat was running very steadily, but all the people on the boat were restless.

Not only because all kinds of paper-made objects around are lifelike, but also because I am worried that if something unexpected happens on the boat, there is no way to escape my life.

Ding Chiyu was not worried at all, Shang Yang actually brought in a life jacket and put it on under his coat early on, but to everyone's surprise, the fleet arrived at the destination without incident.

The servants left the paper-wrapped objects and offerings on the boat after they got off the boat. Although the middle-aged woman didn't say anything, all the people had to help move these objects to the cemetery.

Ling Dong's cemetery is located in a small basin, with mountains and rivers behind it, and the feng shui is good.

The cemetery is not very far from the river, but Shang Yang didn't let Ding Chiyu touch any paper-made objects. He only quietly checked the blood and teardrop stone he was wearing, and then stuffed the required incense candles into his hands, so that he could hold on tight. Follow behind yourself.

Although the objects made of paper are not heavy, they are not small in size. I am afraid that they will be accidentally broken, so everyone is very careful when carrying them. It took a lot of work in the end before the process is over. When the offerings were placed on the treetops, the sun had already set on the tops of the treetops.

Looking at the thin night sky, many people's faces became a little dignified, and they refused to leave other people's side no matter what, and a group of people stood in front of the tomb.

The middle-aged woman took the joss stick from Ding Chiyu's hand, and went to the tomb without any hindrance. With Shang Yang's help, she lit a stick of incense and muttered silently to the tombstone.

Including Lu Yao and her accomplices, everyone focused their attention on the middle-aged woman. Shang Yang was about to greet Ding Chiyu, but when he turned around, he found that Ding Chiyu was looking at Lu Yao and the others, frowning slightly. Seems to be thinking about something.

Shang Yang quietly came to Ding Chiyu's side, and whispered in a low voice, "Akong, what's wrong?"

Ding Chiyu looked at Shang Yang: "Brother, there should only be sixteen of us left, right?"

"Yes..." Before he could finish his response, Shang Yang immediately realized something, followed Ding Chiyu's gaze to look there, counted silently in his heart, and suddenly felt a thump in his heart: no matter how he counted, except for middle-aged women In addition to him and Dingchiyu, the number of participants here is seventeen.

Shang Yang counted three times in a row, and even pretended to adjust the angle inadvertently for confirmation, but soon the facts told him that even if everyone's faces were matched to memory, the number of people in that group would be one more. , and he couldn't find out who was more.

"Akong, you too..." Shang Yang looked at Dingchiyu, Dingchiyu nodded in an inconspicuous but very sure way: "I have compared the faces of everyone in my memory with them many times, but, Who is the extra person, I can't recognize it at all."

For some reason, the moment the two looked at each other, the scene of the night when the man with glasses died suddenly appeared in his mind, the footprints extending on the water.

To be on the safe side, the two asked Er Ba to help them count, but the number Er Ba gave was no different from the two of them. Seeing this, both of them fell into deep thought.

"If the footprints of that night belonged to Ling Dong, then Ling Dong, who came home, has come here with us now?" Ding Chiyu felt a little unbelievable the moment he made this inference.

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was still talking to herself in front of the tomb, Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu immediately came to Lu Yao and the others in tacit understanding.

The arrival of the two didn't disturb anyone. The only vigilant Lu Yao seemed to be very concerned about the middle-aged woman's talking to herself, so she went to eavesdrop with the oily man and the bamboo pole man pretending to be inspection paper.

After Ding Chiyu confirmed that they were three people, he asked Erba to help monitor them, and then he and Shang Yang began to confirm the other people one by one.

Dingchiyu has the deepest memory of them. His facial features, hairs and skeletons, and even the tiny features of the exposed parts of his body are clear in his heart. Shang Yang helped him confirm everyone's voice and the shadow under their feet. The two cooperated tacitly, and it was very easy Quickly investigated everyone very carefully, and counted them in their hearts at the same time, but what puzzled the two of them was that instead of finding any flaws, the number of people in this group plus Lu Yao and You The head man, the bamboo pole man, also returned to the normal 16 people.

Could it be a mistake? !

Ding Chiyu exchanged words with Shang Yang, stepped out of the crowd, and counted again at a close distance. The group that should have been thirteen turned into fourteen again.

The two of them understood something, Shang Yang immediately re-entered the crowd, and counted inside and out with Ding Chiyu at the same time, and the pair count immediately confirmed their deduction: counting in the crowd, the number is correct, and counting outside, the number is more A person, and it is impossible to identify who it is.

Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu were just trying to get the group of people to disperse before counting again. The middle-aged woman had finished muttering in front of the tomb, turned around and asked everyone to help, arranged the paper-made objects, and was about to put them away. flame mouth.

By chance, the two hurriedly counted the number of people, but there was still one more, seventeen.

The first batch of paper horses had already been set up in front of the tomb. Shang Yang was invited by the middle-aged woman to light the fire, while Ding Chiyu was stuffed by the middle-aged woman with "The Flame Mouth of the Crock Pot" and asked him to recite while the fire was on.

The fire was raging, Shang Yang stood beside Ding Chiyu, and Ding Chiyu, who was reading aloud to the folding page in his hand, felt completely at ease.

Lu Yao and the others seemed to have finally noticed the problem of the number of people. The four-person team quietly slowed down the frequency of carrying paper objects into the fire, and checked with the rest of the people respectively.

However, Ding Chiyu was distracted by their expressions. Obviously, they seemed to be helpless about the situation, especially in Lu Yao's expression, which showed clear anxiety for the first time.

The flames were high, and the blazing fire dispelled the gradually falling night, and the rising temperature enveloped the entire cemetery, but Dingchiyu suddenly felt a twitch in his heart, and a chill suddenly rose from his back.

The laziness of the four of Lu Yao was dissatisfied by the others. Someone was about to step forward to say a few words, but found that the four of Lu Yao's faces changed at the same time, and scattered in all directions with expressions of fear on their faces.

Lu Yao immediately noticed the difference between herself and the others, rolled her eyes, walked to a person in a few steps, and held that person regardless of her appearance.

Unexpectedly, the man was about to evade, but when he raised his head, he seemed to see something that frightened him, his face turned pale, and he collapsed on the ground.

Shang Yang grabbed Dingchiyu to protect him behind him, and at the same time picked up an unburned stick and held it in his hand.

Lu Yao's group of four reacted extremely quickly. Even if a few people reacted, they still couldn't get rid of their touch. After a while, everyone present except Ding Chiyu and Shang Yang fell into a state of panic. Limp on the ground, or run around like headless chickens.

Someone was walking fast, and just about to run away, he suddenly bumped into something, and the whole person bounced hard to the ground, covering his head for a while, unable to stand up.

Seeing this scene, Shang Yang tried it with the pole in his hand, a few steps away from the two of them, there seemed to be some invisible wall covering that side.

Even so, Shang Yang still stood in front of Ding Chiyu vigilantly, and refused to leave even one step.

Lu Yao's relaxation didn't last long. Soon, Ding Chiyu noticed that although the rest of the people in the chaos were full of fear, they all stood still. Only Lu Yao seemed to be still being chased by something. They scrambled between the square inches.

Lu Yao was sweating profusely. After falling to the ground a few times, she quickly got up, not caring about the mud and scratched skin on her body. The three-man team chased after them with all their strength. They wanted to help, but they had already chased after several times. On the ground, they were all swept aside by something and rolled to the ground, indescribably embarrassed and embarrassing.

Lu Yao kept circling around other people vigilantly, and even pushed them out, but unfortunately she still couldn't get out of the predicament.

Seeing the other people avoiding each other, a thought flashed in Ding Chiyu's mind. He looked at Shang Yang and asked in a low voice, "Could it be because she came here this morning?"

Speaking of this, Ding Chiyu glanced at the cemetery not far away, and Shang Yang seemed to have the same idea.

Lu Yao seemed to have thought of this at a critical moment. She was already out of breath, and without shame, she took off her shoes and coat at the same time.

Sure enough, Lu Yao's escape came to an end. She hid behind the oily man, looking in the direction of the shoes and coat in horror.

Shang Yang tried, but the invisible wall still did not disappear.

Lu Yao and the others seemed to be in panic too. After arguing with the bamboo pole man for a few words, the oil-headed man and the bamboo pole man rushed out at the same time, held down the girl who looked like a college student, and forced the coat and shoes that Lu Yao had taken off to give to her. She put it on.

Lu Yao's shoes were too small, and the bamboo poles could not be put on by the girl after trying several times. When she was sweating profusely, the greasy-headed man had already pulled out a butterfly knife, and neatly cut the girl's shoes. The toe was cut off, and before the girl's screams ended, the girl's bloody foot was stuffed into the shoe.

The greasy-headed man pulled the dazed bamboo pole man aside, and as soon as they moved away, the screaming girl raised her invisible hand in the air, and tore it into two pieces neatly.

For a moment, internal organs and blood flew together, and everyone who was contaminated was dumbfounded.

During the whole process, the middle-aged woman stood quietly in the middle of the tombstone and the burning site, the heat surged up, but it didn't stir her hair, and the paper ashes flew around, and it didn't stain the corners of her clothes. He opened his dark eyes, and his fair face was expressionless, just standing there, watching all this happen quietly.

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