In an escape game...

"What does it mean to be sold?" Jiao Huai didn't understand: "Who is an orphan and widowed, who will sell her?"

"The grandma who lives near the well..." Yun Xubai didn't answer Jiao Huai's question directly, but looked down at the little girl and asked slowly, "It's your grandma, right?"

The little girl clenched her small hands tightly, a trace of hostility flashed across her eyes, and she nodded stiffly.

Although Jiao Huai knew that the old lady was an npc related to the story, she never thought that she would be the family member of Widow Li, so she couldn't help taking a breath: "When did you know?"

"When the grandma said that all her family members died." Yun Xubai said in a flat tone, "It was just a guess at first, but what the townspeople said in the clip confirmed my guess."

In the memory fragment, someone mentioned the little girl's "grandma" and said that "grandma" agreed to make Widow Li a sacrifice. Yun Xubai immediately thought of the old grandma who lived near the well.

Knowing the way to restrain the well ghost, being lonely, and the mayor's people delivering food to her, these clues are connected together to reveal a clear message-she is the little girl's grandmother.

The meal given by the mayor was obviously the settling fee.

The term "settlement fee" is too hypocritical. It should be said that it is money for life.

The old lady reached a deal with the mayor and sold Widow Li as a sacrifice.

The townspeople lie to cover up their crimes.

Each of them is a murderer.

Once this relationship was clarified, Jiao Huai also wanted to understand the cause and effect, and secretly lamented that Yun Xubai's ability to collect information was too strong.

Jiao Huai secretly glanced at Yun Xubai. This man is green, beautiful and fair. He usually speaks softly and kindly, and smiles with deep dimples. He looks like a gentle and gentle boy with a soft personality, but he planned to counter-kill immediately after discovering the conspiracy. , using the killing instinct of the wraith to eliminate the crisis without blood on his hands.

When Qi Yiqi raised his knife and slashed wildly, he didn't even frown.

Recalling the experience of just one day, Jiao Huai realized that Yun Xubai's behavior was quiet, but he kept pushing the progress of the game quietly, and the known clues were almost all deduced by him.

There are strategies and courage, people who can be appreciated!The more Jiao Huai looked at him, the more pleasing he was, and she rarely praised him: "Although you are a little worse than me, you are still very witty sometimes."

Yun Xubai raised his eyebrows: "Really, thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome." Jiao Huai calmly shifted her gaze to the little girl.

He pursed his lips, squatted in front of the little girl, rubbed her head without knowing how serious it was, and said earnestly: "Sister, don't laugh. If you are sad, just cry."

Because Widow Li was told in front of Shen Jing, "Don't cry," the little girl kept laughing after she died.

After laughing for a long time, the smile was like a mask, firmly stuck to her face, making her look like a dummy, even when she was crying, the corners of her lips were curled up.

The words that are obviously concerned, but when they are spoken through Jiao Huai's mouth, the taste changes inexplicably.

Not only was the little girl not moved, but her resentment deepened, and she slapped off his restless palm roughly and mercilessly.

Jiao Huai looked at the sticky blood on her hands, and snorted coldly, the young master was so good at serving others, so he immediately quit.

On the other hand, Yun Xubai, he took out the small handkerchief in his pocket, and gently wiped the blood on the little girl's face, his tone was extremely gentle: "The wound must be very painful, if it hurts, it's okay to cry, now mom won't be hurt again Robbed."

The blood-stained face became clean little by little, and the resentment in the little girl's eyes disappeared instantly. She looked helplessly at Jing Gui, as if she didn't know what to do.

The well ghost was lying on the bathtub, with an encouraging smile on his rotten face: "My niece...you can cry..."

The corners of the little girl's blunt lips were trying to bend downwards, her little face became even more distorted, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She opened her mouth and let out a sobbing sound unskillfully.

Tears fell in the air and evaporated into clouds of mist, making everything hazy.

The little girl cried louder and louder, and her rigid face gradually became more flexible.

Jiao Huai watched from the side, she was dumbfounded.

Why?Why did he tell her to cry and she didn't cry, but she cried as soon as Yun Xubai said it?

Yun Xubai didn't care about Jiaohuai's mental journey, he took a handkerchief to help the little girl wipe away her tears: "You are so smart, you must know that we only came to the town recently and never hurt you, right?"

The little girl had had enough crying, sobbed and nodded.

Yun Xubai was persuasive: "Then will you hurt us in the future?"

The little girl thought about it seriously this time and shook her head.

Yun Xubai smiled in satisfaction, and patted her head rewardingly: "What a good boy."

The little girl narrowed her eyes contentedly, and rubbed his palm actively.

Jiao Huai couldn't believe it, with a confused look on her face: That's it? ?That's it? ?Is this how you got tricked? ? ?

Yun Xubai held the little girl's braids: "A good boy should be rewarded. May I change your hairstyle to a nice one?"

The little girl looked at him with bright eyes and nodded happily.

The day before the accident, her mother had promised to go with her to have a beautiful new haircut. She was full of expectations, but died the next day.

"Let me design a hairstyle that suits your temperament. You have an oval face with big eyes..." Yun Xubai observed the little girl's face seriously, with a deep smile on her delicate face: "Ah, I'm inspired."

"Crack clap..."

With two sharp cuts, the two braids on the little girl's head fell off.

Jiao Huai was startled.

Excuse me, what inspiration do you need without a cut?

The author has something to say: Jiao Zai: My sister, don't believe me, he is a bad person! (shock)

Little girl: Get out!

Jiao Zai: I'm wronged, I won't say anything.