The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

After Xiaoxu sat down, she talked about the scene they saw in the depths of the forest.

"The depths of the forest look like a mass grave. Looking around, there are earthen graves crowded together. We didn't dare to go inside, so we took a quick look outside. We found that the monuments were erected on the same day, at 200 Years ago." She hesitated for a while, then said, "What's even more strange is that all the words on the tablet are red."

Lin Jing frowned: "Red?"

Xiaoxu nodded: "Well, the inscriptions on the general tombstone are all black on the white tablet, and white on the black tablet, but the words on it are all red."

After she finished speaking, Feng Haozhong said triumphantly: "Now that we know the time when the weirdness appeared in this village, it will be easier to investigate. Let's go to the street today during the day and ask a few old people about what happened 200 years ago. It is estimated that There are clues."

Liu Cheng followed suit: "Yes, yes, Feng Ge is wise."

Hearing this, Lin Jing sneered, "Are you going to ask the people in the village?"

Feng Haozhong was upset: "What? No way?"

"..." The people who had seen how hungry and thirsty the villagers were to marry remained silent.Don't mention what happened 200 years ago, even if you ask the current ones, they will avoid the important things and beat around the bush to get involved in your marriage.

Lin Jing smiled: "Of course."

He said again: "I think the village head is probably going out. I'll go to the second floor today to have a look."

Huang Mao's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Xiaoxu didn't really want to follow Feng Haozhong, so she said, "Then I'll go around the village today to see if there's anything strange."

Xixi said timidly, "I'll follow Xiaoxu."

Huang Mao was about to cast a shadow on the second floor, so he didn't dare to follow Lin Jing to take risks, he hurriedly raised his hand: "I, I, I, I will follow you, and add some yang energy to the team."

The two girls looked at each other, dumbfounded, but still accepted him.

Lin Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, knowing that Huang Mao was cowardly, but he didn't expect him to be so cowardly.

Xu Wanzhi didn't seem to sleep well yesterday, he had to catch up on sleep, and this boss's mental state was not good.

It seems that he can only go to the second floor today.

Feng Haozhong's face was gloomy, and he seemed very dissatisfied with the result. He put on his sunglasses and got up: "Liu Cheng, let's go."

Liu Cheng was stunned: "Okay, Brother Feng."

After the village chief had finished fiddling with the straw, he really went out and took the big black cow out of the cowshed.

It just rained heavily yesterday, but the weather did not clear up, it was still gloomy.

After Xu Wanzhi went back to his room to catch up on sleep, Lin Jing was left alone at the stairs.

The light was very dim, and the wooden stairs had a strong smell of decay and dampness after the rain. Lin Jing held a flashlight and shone on the road ahead.There are two bends in the wooden ladder, and the top is basically pitch black.He rolled up his sleeves and walked up, the stale and tangy smell became stronger and stronger.

"Doesn't the village chief live on it? Don't you even clean it?"

Lin Jing shone the flashlight upwards, and it fell into a corner covered with cobwebs.

At the end of the stairs was a wooden door, which the village chief guarded tightly against them and locked it.

Lin Jing picks the lock with something and pushes the door open.

The door was only slightly opened a crack, and he felt a burst of cold air, and it was like another unknown world inside.

"What could it be?" Lin Jing muttered to himself, holding up the flashlight and watching from a distance.

There were some messy things at the door, such as needles and threads, baskets, ropes, and some dry firewood and straw. The light moved slowly, and he saw a pile of red cloth, which had been washed and dried, but the color was still that dull red.

Lin Jing's gaze stayed on it for a while.

On the first night, when he saw the village head carrying a red cloth into the toilet, he felt that something was wrong, so he stole a large piece from the bamboo pole in the yard before entering the forest, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.After chopping off the brat's arm yesterday, the arm could still move in his hands at first, and it was only when it was wrapped in a red cloth.

Is this cloth used for making shoes?Red shoes tie your feet?Keep the dead from walking around?

Lin Jing shone the light of the flashlight on the wall, and stopped talking for a moment, only feeling a chill rising from his back.

There are many scarecrows as tall as a person hanging on the wall, with their limbs made out, wearing old and tattered clothes, and supporting their bodies with long wooden sticks.The facial features of the scarecrow, the eyes are the buttons of the clothes, the mouth is the red thread sewn up and down, and the expressions and movements are strange and terrifying.

Lin Jing counted, there were probably more than ten.

"Is this what the village chief is busy with every day on the second floor?"

Lin Jing groped on the wall for a long time, and sighed resignedly.

The lights on the first floor were dilapidated, but the second floor didn't even have lights at all. It was so poor, no wonder even players' money was stolen.

Walking forward and shining the light on the center of the second floor, Lin Jing was startled even though he had expected it for a long time.

coffin.

A total of eight pitch-black coffins are neatly placed here.

The room was eerily quiet, but Lin Jing knew that these coffins might not be empty.

"It's daytime now, so I probably won't come out. Brothers, I'm just passing by, so I don't intend to disturb you. Please forgive me."

He went around the coffin and walked inside against the wall.

When leaning against the wall, I accidentally touched a scarecrow with my arm, but it felt strange to the touch, as warm as a living thing.Lin Jing was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but what he touched was the rough and dry straw again.

Was that just a hallucination?

He looked up at the scarecrow facing him, his mouth grinning, his button eyes gleaming.

Lin Jing retracted his gaze and continued to move forward.

The structure of the first floor is similar to that of the second floor, but there are only two rooms on the second floor, and the door was locked by the village chief.When Lin Jing lowered his head to pick the lock, he always felt that there was someone behind him.But when I took a flashlight and looked behind me, there was only a row of coffins.

thump.

The lock was finally lifted.

Lin Jing didn't push the door straight in, but just shone the light on the wall next to him.

There is still a quiet scarecrow on the wall.But Lin Jing's memory is very good, he knew that the scarecrow's position had changed.

They are moving.

The pale light of the flashlight fell on the grinning scarecrow like a paper man burned for the dead.

Lin Jing took a deep breath, ignored them, and walked directly into the room.

Open the curtains to let in the faint sunlight outside.

This is probably where the village head lived.A bed, a cabinet, an old table, and some miscellaneous old goods.

Lin Jing put the flashlight on the table and began to rummage through the boxes.There was everything in the drawer, knives, knives, coins and so on.In the innermost place, Lin Jing found a tattered book, sat on a stool and opened it, and found that the names of people were written on the yellowed paper.

The earliest start is July NO.14.

"Xu Xiangsheng, Xu Yangshu, Xu Chengyue, Xu Shan..."

The whole row was full of the Xu family.

Lin Jing was taken aback, the Xu family?What is the relationship between Xu Ya and them?

He looked down, and finally saw Xu Ya's name on the left back of the fourth line, and she was indeed on it.The word Xu on the first page occupies half of the page, followed by some women's names, "Mao Yixiang, Que Wenqian, Zhongying".

The list of NO.14 in July is very long, but after this day, there are a lot fewer, and only a few appear every few days, or even every few months.

"March [-]th, Rong Xiangming"

"June [-]th, Yue Hongyi, Shan Lecheng"

I don't know how many years this book has been recorded.

Lin Jing turned directly to the end, and there was only one date "February 27" at the end, with no names below it.

"February 27, the day after tomorrow?"

Lin Jing muttered, and when he closed the book and got up, he suddenly heard some strange voices coming from outside the door.Dong dong dong, like the sound of footsteps, the way of walking with two feet together and jumping, the appearance of this footstep seems to wake up "them", and the whole second floor becomes "vigorous", rustling, scratching nails The friction between coffin boards and straw, one after another, was creepy to hear.

Lin Jing held his breath, carefully put the book back to its original place, walked lightly, and quickly reached the door.

His waist was bent, with only one slit open.

The second floor is very dark, but after all, it is daytime and there is a little light, which can vaguely illuminate some shadows.

He saw a twisted and slender black figure revolving around the coffin, its limbs were very uncoordinated, it jumped two steps as if it was about to fall, the whole person bent down, then got up again, shaking its head and hanging its hands, it was terrifying and weird.

"It can't be found." Lin Jing closed the door, and the door couldn't be locked inside.He can only lower his sense of existence, not attract the attention of things outside, and wait for that thing to go out before going out.

"Anyway, I can't go out now. There should be more than this in the village chief's bedroom. I'll look for it later."

After all, it is the main npc, with as many secrets as clues.

Lin Jing rummaged around in the village chief's room for a long time again, but found nothing. Finally, his eyes fell on a picture that the village chief had pasted on the wall.

He walked over, and the map had faded to blurry. Although many places were missing, it could be seen that it was a map of Qinghe Village.There are many things marked on the map, including the forest to the west of the village, which is named "Chai Lin", and the mountain where the coffin is hung, which is written "Spirit Mountain" on the map.

"Spirit Mountain, let's call it Ghost Mountain. It's so evil." There was also an intermittent human-drawn line marked on Lingshan Mountain, and the place where the line extended was torn off.

Lin Jing looked at this picture, thinking about the "curse" that Xu Ya said.

But he hadn't had time to think about it.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps close at hand outside the door, and the slender monster circling around the coffin seemed to have arrived at his door. The wooden door was in disrepair for a long time, and when it was slowly pushed open, it creaked—the sound was particularly harsh in the silent environment .

Lin Jing turned his head abruptly, did it know he was inside?No, probably not.

Lin Jing quickly calmed down, looking for a place to hide in the room, and saw the big cabinet on the side.

"Wait, did I forget to look through the cabinet just now?"

Frozen in his mind, Lin Jing's hand had already closed the door of the cabinet, but he obviously felt a boost when he opened it.The door was slowly pushed open. Seeing that the monster was about to come in, Lin Jing gritted his teeth and pulled the door open, then met the grim looking old man squatting in the cabinet.

The old man who was sent over by his son?

creak-

When the door was finally pushed open, Lin Jing held the old man's shoulders and went deep into the cabinet before he had time to think, and slipped in by himself.

"Let's squeeze together."

The old man seemed anxious to speak.

Afraid that he would expose himself, Lin Jing simply covered his mouth with his hand.

The old man: "......." Mmmmm!

The monster couldn't even walk, and it didn't look very smart. After the sound of footsteps rang around the room, it gradually moved away, and then gradually disappeared.It was gone, and the movement outside also stopped, and everything returned to peace.

Lin Jing was left in a small place with that dirty and smelly old man.

Lin Jing directly pushed open the door of the cabinet, and by the way pulled the old man who had been squatting out.

"How long have you been here? Are you not bored after squatting for so long?"

I didn’t notice it that night, but now I can see it at a close distance. The old man’s hair looks dirty because it is stained with a lot of things, such as stones, grass, clotted blood, and there is a hole on his forehead.It looks like someone smashed it out with a sharp stone...

and many more!

Lin Jing suddenly came to his senses, remembering what Huang Mao said the first day in the police station.

——The director is killing people, riding on an old man who is dying, holding a sharp stone in his hand and smashing it down madly.

That old man is him? !