There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

"And then?" Bai Yan casually looked away as if he hadn't seen it.

"Then..." Sanzi took a deep breath, his voice still trembling, so he swallowed, "Brother Bai...can you give me a cigarette?"

He saw the cigarette case protruding from Bai Yan's pocket.

At times like this, he desperately needed a cigarette to calm himself down.

Bai Yan didn't say anything, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and was about to throw it over, but stopped in the middle.

He opened the cigarette case, took out one of the remaining two cigarettes, and threw it to the third son.

The third son: "..." He watched Bai Yan put the lid on the cigarette case, put the last cigarette in his pocket and put it back in his pocket.

Stretching out a trembling hand, he took this one.

Then he took out the lighter from himself.

Like an addict, he took a puff, and the familiar smell of smoke made his tense nerves relax a little bit.

Bai Yan didn't rush him, watching him puffing out his clouds for a while, he suddenly became curious: "Is it fierce?"

What he asked was, is Yan Lie?

After all, he smoked it himself, and it was quite strong.

The third son was stunned, holding a cigarette: "My taste is relatively light."

"?" Bai Yan crossed his arms and tapped his own arm with his fingers: "I asked about the smell of smoke."

"?" The third son looked at him with a blank expression at first, and thought about testing: "Brother Bai, you didn't buy these cigarettes?" Have you never bought cigarettes?

That was the question, but he had already guessed the answer.

Bai Yan was noncommittal.

"This kind of smoke has no taste, it will change the taste according to the owner's preference, and confuse people's five senses." Sanzi explained, "Probably what you think, what you think it smells, it tastes like."

That's why he said his own taste, not the smell of smoke.

"..." Variety Smoke?

Bai Yan remembered the sip he had taken before, and fell silent:

So at that time, I subconsciously felt that the smoke was strong?

He waited patiently for all three of them to finish smoking, after all, this might be the last cigarette in the other party's life.

The third son cherished the last sip before saying, "As soon as I entered the water, I saw something dragging Yang Hua deep, and she was struggling desperately."

"I followed, but the thing in the water dragged very fast. When I realized something was wrong, it was too late."

"There's not enough oxygen, it's impossible to turn back, so I have to bite the bullet and follow Yang Hua." Besides, turning back would inevitably turn his back on that terrifying thing, so he dared not.

Obviously, he didn't expect someone to be so persistent in dragging Yang Hua's things, so he had to speed up his speed.

So the third son only saw that the thing grabbed Yang Hua's hand and turned it into a stranglehold on her neck, walking all the way, Yang Hua was like a rag doll, under the impact of the water, her body involuntarily swung backwards.

Almost at right angles to the neck.

At that time, Yang Hua was already dead.

One is to be strangled to death, and the other is to be eaten. There is obviously a big difference between the two.

But Bai Yan didn't rush to interrupt, because he remembered what the third son said before, that he saw Yang Hua being "eaten" instead of seeing Yang Hua being "strangled to death".

"... At that time, my consciousness was completely awake, and I just felt very scared. The thing in the water told me that it might kill me if I recovered. So I wanted to go back." The panic forced him to make an incorrect move. choice.

But I didn't want to, halfway back, I suddenly felt a white light behind me.

The white light seemed to be bewitching, he knew that he should turn a blind eye and move forward, but he couldn't resist the temptation and turned his head.

In the white light, a door stood quietly in it. The door was opened, and there was an abyss of blackness inside.

The moment he saw it, there was a suction in the water, dragging him towards the door.

He was flustered, but man is not a fish, and his water skills are only ordinary.Besides, in this situation, even if a torpedo comes, it may not be possible to escape.

The one that was eaten faster than him was Yang Hua's body, which was let go by the unknown thing at some point, approaching the door involuntarily.

In the blink of an eye, her body sank into it.

And the third son is also close at hand.

Suddenly, the black inside the door flashed away, as if the door was closed, the water twisted for a while, and the white light suddenly exploded, swaying into nothingness in the water.

The water suddenly stopped, and he looked blankly at everything in front of him. Before he could recover, he saw Yang Hua's head drifting past his eyes.

His eyes stared straight at himself.

The third son trembled in fright, the last breath of oxygen in his lungs was exhausted, and he almost coughed in the water.

At this time, he didn't have time to take care of Yang Hua's body.

"...I don't have a clear memory at that time, I just remember swimming forward without daring to stop for a moment, and it didn't take long..."

You just floated up?

Bai Yan is like listening to a story.

Third son: "I just passed out."

"..." Are you quite proud?

"When I woke up again, I found that I was no longer in the well!" He stared at the void, trying to remember.

"I'm stranded on a river!"

Stranded on the river, do you know how to use idioms?

Bai Yan immediately thought of the river he went to before: "Are there any weeds on both sides of the river?"

The third son looked at him in surprise: "Yes! Here, how do you..."

Bai Yan interrupted him, beckoning him to continue.

"...There is a road beside it, but I don't know where it leads. I didn't dare to run around, so I just dived into the water and swam back..."

Someone died in the water just now, and there was also an unknown water ghost who was stuck in his neck and a door that could eat people.

It can be seen that he must have taken a lot of courage at that time!

When the third son said this, a tragic expression appeared on his face.

Bai Yan was embarrassed to say that the road next to him could be walked straight to the village.

He swallowed the words kindly.

When the third son said this, it was almost over.

In his mind, Bai Yan eliminated all the nonsense he said, and sorted it out again.

Yaomei screamed and was dragged into the water by something—the thing killed her by strangling her neck—a door with white light on a black background appeared after her death, eating Yaomei's body—the three sons revisited, nothing happened.

He got up suddenly and walked to the most shabby room in the yard.

Here is where Yaomei sleeps.

In the room, under the small bed, there were several pieces of worn straw paper.

It's written all over it.

Both vertical and vertical strokes reveal the master's feeling of having nowhere to vent.

[2 and 3 pushed me down the well again, the 3 boys refused to let me come up, and 1 watched from the side!I can't swim, I really want to kill them! 】

[President Chu came to look for me again, I really wanted to kill him! 】

[The water is so cold, I'm sick, the freshman didn't call 2, because 1 begged for mercy, he only helped 2!I really want to kill him! 】

[3 I was beaten half to death, not because of my illness, but because he stole a chicken from a beast to exchange for food!I really want to kill him! 】

[2 and 3 always look at me and the well, sooner or later I will die in the well. 】

【I want them to die in the water too! 】

And something else.

Judging by the handwriting and typos, these words were not written at the same time.

He took out the paper and showed it to the third son.

"This..." The third son finished reading and looked up at Bai Yan with a complicated expression.

Naturally, he had seen this piece of paper when he checked the house before, but they made an appointment and found nothing in the house that could not be touched, so they didn't take it.

At that time, Yaomei was still alive, so I could only see that the family was not harmonious, but looking at it now, I can see many clues.

"... Yaomei finally died in the well?" It didn't take long for him to guess the hint of the game.

Bai Yan nodded.

pretty close.

"But if that's the case, then the one who dragged Yaomei down...is herself?!" The third son couldn't believe it, what kind of development was this.

Bai Yan nodded.

It was herself, not Yang Hua herself, but Yaomei.

Sure enough, it was the ghost behind him who killed him.

But when they left, the ghost behind the two of them didn't get close to them, and Bai Yan also stopped the Purdue ceremony, so why did he provoke the ghost to approach them in such a short time?

Dead people can't ask questions, but isn't there a living person who has been "uppered by a ghost" in front of him?

Bai Yan looked at the third son: "Tell me in detail what you did after we left and before entering the well."

He added, "If you want to live."

"..." The third son didn't know what was going on, and thought that Bai Yan was threatening, his body trembled, and he didn't dare to hide everything.

Just when he finished speaking, Qin Kun came back from the outside and saw the third son at a glance.

He frowned slightly and walked over: "Where did you go just now?"

"..." So the third son repeated what he had just said to Bai Yan.

Bai Yan, on the other hand, ran to the third child's house.

This is also the house of the eldest and second child.

The three of them slept in one room, but there were two beds side by side, and another bed on the other side, which was clearly separated.

According to what Yaomei wrote, the two together should belong to the eldest and second child, and the other one should belong to the third child.

Bai Yan walked to the bed and looked through it again.

The bed of the third child does not have any handwriting prompts.

They didn't search very carefully during the previous scan, they just scanned roughly.

Must have missed a clue.

So after seeing that there were no clues about the bed, Bai Yanfan simply lifted the bed board.

A style of plagiarism.

Under the bed of the third son, I saw his photo.

It looks like the figure behind the third son.

The photos do look familiar.

Bai Yan pulled out his "posthumous photo" from his pocket, compared it, and found that this photo was indeed torn from it.

Since he was not close to the "self" in the photo, he didn't notice it at the time.

"..."

It's been a while since the fringe looked worn.

It was dirty and had burnt black marks.

At first glance, it is a photo with a story.

So this "posthumous photo" was not cut out when the original body died because there was no photo to replace it?

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought, maybe there are Dad and Yaomei in the photo.

A photo for the whole family to use... A shared posthumous photo?

Those who hear it have a sour nose and those who see it cry.

The third son outside also finished speaking, and they split up and began to search the house carefully.

Qin Kun came in to look for Bai Yan: "He doesn't know where the npc is either."

Bai Yan nodded, expressing that he was not surprised.

"Did you see any flowers after you went to see those corpses?" Bai Yan asked him, his hands were rude, like a bandit entering a village.

"It's all the same." Qin Kun said something, and stepped forward to help him lift the quilt.

That is to say, they are all the same as Yaomei, and the corpses carry a time difference.

Bai Yan made a "tsk" sound, and didn't look like he was too lazy to talk when he was with others, and took the initiative to reveal the clue: "I might know where those ghosts went."

"Do you mean the door?" Qin Kun picked up the train of thought.

"Yeah." Bai Yan asked suddenly, "The ghost killed someone, then entered the door, and named the building."