Mirror [Unlimited]

No one knew what happened to Zhou Rui after he went out last night, let alone how he walked like this.

"It's worse to die from exhaustion than to die from pain..." Xu Xiaoyuan said.

How many steps does Zhou Rui have to walk before he dies from exhaustion, and the person must be conscious when walking, which is even more terrifying.

She imagined that scene, she would definitely commit suicide.

When people are in a desperate situation, they can't faint from fright, which is why Zhou Rui walked so many steps without stopping.

Zhou Rui's feet couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Xi Le sighed and looked away, "Five people have died now."

Lu Donghai only felt a headache, and he became numb when many people died. He was even more worried that they hadn't figured out the conditions for this ghost to kill people.

The day before yesterday, Gao Ming could be said to have touched a wooden stick, but what about Li Yanru?

What about the two people who were killed by the broom today?

Zhou Rui died because of something, it was completely different from others, was it simply because he accidentally sat on the coffin yesterday?

And the mirror, they don't know where yet.

The atmosphere in this room was not very good. Everyone walked out one by one. Today is cloudy and the cold wind is blowing.

"What we are dying now should have reproduced what the ghost suffered back then. As for which kind it died from, it is not clear."

It is impossible for a person to have several ways to die, and one of them must be fatal.

Several villagers were preparing joss sticks, Xu Xiaoyuan stared and said: "The countryside is so feudal and superstitious, what time is it, and they are still preparing to sacrifice to the mountain god."

She was born in the city since she was a child, and she has only seen some vulgar customs in the countryside, such as shady marriages, on the news.

It's even more weird coming here.

Which village would beat people with wooden sticks and bamboo sticks?

Wang Lin scratched his head anxiously, "I don't understand what you've said so much, so I just want to ask, how did that ghost die?"

He got a headache and just wanted to live.

Lu Donghai rubbed his hands, "Although I don't know how he died, everyone probably knows who will die next."

He looked at Xi Le and Yin Baihe.

I remember correctly, they put bamboo strips in their house.

The broom and the stick have already had dead people, and the next one should be the turn of the bamboo stick.

Xi Le was caught off guard by everyone's gaze.

The previous people died more cruelly than the other, and everyone looked at him with tender skin and flesh, and felt a little sympathetic.

Xi Le coughed twice.

Only then did everyone regain their senses, and the air was filled with depression.

Lu Donghai said, "Go and have breakfast first."

Hungry without a meal.

On the way to the village head's house, Yu Ming suddenly thought of something, "There is another person who ran away. It seems that his name is Zhang Jin. I don't know where he went."

Now that everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, there is no one to take care of others.

After Zhang Jin ran out, he didn't stop all the way, and left the village, wanting to return to the place where he appeared in the first place.

Whether there are ghosts or not, it is obvious that there are murderers in the village, and those fools insist on living in it.

But after walking for a long time, Zhang Jin didn't see the black mist before, but the endless fields made him confused.

The road is broken at the end.

Not from here?

Zhang Jin could see the small village when he turned his head, and he made up his mind not to go back, but to go another way, perhaps going to the mountains.

He walked along the village stream, all the way into the woods, where it was so quiet that he couldn't even hear the birdsong.

However, after walking a certain distance, he always felt that someone was following him.

Zhang Jin turned around, "Who?"

Have they come for him?

The forest was quiet and there was nothing. Zhang Jin breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart beat faster and faster for some reason.

"What kind of shitty place is this? When I go back, I must call the police and check it out..." He muttered, cursing, "You want to hide here after killing so many people, hmph!"

"Humph!"

Suddenly someone made a sound in the ear.

The foot that Zhang Jin lifted stopped in the air, "Who?"

He was the only one in the whole forest, he turned back and forth, swallowed, it's all right, there are no ghosts in the world.

"who are you?"

"Don't follow me!"

The sweat on Zhang Jin's head became more and more as he walked. After a dozen steps, he ran straight away and ran back quickly. There was a ghost following him!

There really are ghosts... Last time Lu Donghai and the others came back from the woods, they were followed by ghosts.

At that time, he was glad that he didn't go outside the village, how could he forget about it now!

After running for about ten minutes, Zhang Jin was out of breath, and found that he was still in the woods and hadn't gone out.

He was horrified, it was impossible, he hadn't walked much when he came in, after such a long time, he should have run out long ago.

Where is the ghost, to my left or behind?

Zhang Jin kept looking around him like a frightened bird.

Why can't I move...

Zhang Jin's hair stood on end, he turned his head suddenly, a gust of cold steam rushed towards his face, and a swollen face was pressed against him.

His pupils dilated—

Wrong...wrong...

They all guessed wrong!

When they arrived at the village chief's house, the village chief was wiping the posthumous photos on the nave, and staring back at them with cloudy eyes, "You guys leave tomorrow."

"How about not leaving?"

"Can't I leave today?"

After the old man wiped the posthumous photos, a stiff smile appeared on his bark-like face: "Then... don't leave."

Wang Lin who questioned took a few steps back.

For some reason, he felt that what the old man said was true.

After breakfast, the corpse at the entrance of the village had disappeared, only the blood on the ground told everyone that what happened before was not an illusion.

"There are seven people left, and tonight is the last night." Lu Donghai rubbed his nose and looked around: "Tonight is the most dangerous time."

He looked at Wang Lin, "Do you think it's safe to go there tonight?"

"How do I know!" Wang Lin was even more terrified when he heard it. Now his hair has been pulled out a lot, and the back of his head is bald. "Anyway, I don't want to die!"

He doesn't know how other people choose, he will try his best to survive, and he will have to give himself a hair transplant after returning home.

"The female ghost's house should be the room where the coffin was placed, but if she didn't find a mirror in her house, it could only be in another place." Lu Donghai paused.

"Where she died." Yin Baihe said in a deep voice.

"Didn't she be beaten to death?" Wang Lin asked impatiently, "Didn't there be a cemetery before? Where can I find it? Digging a grave?"

"Then, what is that?"

Xu Xiaoyuan stammered as she pointed to the front.

Xi Le looked in the direction of her finger, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be something floating on the stream flowing in front of the village.

"It seems to be a person." He hesitated.

Wang Lin almost jumped up, "Zhang Jin!"

Zhang Jin lived in the same room with him last night!

But in just ten seconds, the corpse had already floated in front of them. It was Zhang Jin who ran away today. His eyes were wide open, the eyeballs almost came out of their sockets, and his face was distorted and frightened.

what did he seeghost?

The corpse stopped and circled under the small bridge.

"Drown?" Lu Donghai walked over.

Xi Le squatted down, hesitantly: "It looks like she was frightened to death."

Xu Xiaoyuan, who was the first to discover the corpse, was pale and weak. It was the first time she had seen so many dead people in the 20 years since she was born.

She was afraid, afraid that she would be next.

Although this creek is small, it is actually not shallow. It is bottomless and green, and it flows straight forward.

"Why did the one who was scared to death appear in the water?" Yu Ming asked suspiciously, "Could it be that he was by the water before he died?"

"Another way to die." Lu Donghai sighed.

He had never seen so many ways to die in his previous world. Everyone died or died, but this time they died differently.

The clouds cleared and the sun appeared.

The surface of the water is sparkling, if there are no corpses and weird things, it can be regarded as a scene of small bridges and flowing water.

Xi Le stood up, stepped on a stone and almost fell off.

Someone behind him supported him.

"Thank you." Xi Le stood firm, turned around, and found that it was Yin Baihe, who was standing behind him at some point.

Lu Donghai also looked over, "Mr. Yin, did you guess it?"

Yin Baihe put his hands back into his pockets, and his voice was cold: "It's probably almost there."

The positions of the two people are not level.

Xi Le looked up and saw that the light separated the face of the man in front of him into two parts, leaving a shadow on the side of the nose, and the jaw line was dazzling.

The voice fell from overhead.

"Let's not think about the way the female ghost died for the time being. Based on the previous conversation, we can preliminarily determine the cause of death as being unable to give birth to a child, or a son."

"In fact, her husband also uses aphrodisiac drugs, which means that the inability to give birth to a son may not be the reason of the woman, but the reason of the husband."

"But the people in the village don't know about it."

Xi Le suddenly said, "I think I know why Li Yanru died."

Wang Lin immediately asked, "Why?"

Xi Le said: "In such a backward rural area, outsiders may not know that the inability to have children is really due to the husband, and they will only blame the wife."

This is a common phenomenon in today's society.

As a woman, Xu Xiaoyuan understands it the most clearly, and she got in touch with what he wanted to express almost instantly——

"mouth!"

Aunt Li died because of tearing her mouth.

In an ignorant and backward place, rumors spread from the mouth.

"If you guessed right." Yin Baihe glanced at Xi Le intentionally or unintentionally, "The cause of death of the women in this village is similar to Li Yanru."

Nothing more than participating in this accusation.

The village is only this big in total, and everyone knows every little thing, and there is no way to get in touch with the outside world. Naturally, people who chat and gossip are some things in the village.

"I don't think so." Wang Lin curled his lips and guessed: "Maybe her husband is not good. She was found out with other people in the village, so she was scolded. This is also possible."

Xu Xiaoyuan wanted to hit him when he heard it.

She felt that Yin Baihe and Xi Le were right. They were really killed because of cheating, so how could they have such heavy resentment.

"Don't you all guess..." Wang Lin's voice became smaller.

"It's not impossible." Yin Baihe said lightly.

"It's just a 1% possibility." Xi Le added.

Wang Lin: "..."

These two did it on purpose!

"I'm more inclined to the first one." Lu Donghai recalled the previous events, "If you say that, those tools may really be used by her husband to beat her. Even, this female ghost may have committed suicide!"

"They all committed suicide, do you still want to take revenge?" Yu Ming didn't quite understand.

"No." Yin Baihe said.

Yu Ming who was denied was not annoyed, "Didn't you commit suicide?"

Yin Baihe lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Zhang Jin's corpse, "The tools were not used by her husband, but by people in the village."

He paused, "And it's a man."

Several people didn't come back to their senses for most of the day, they were both shocked and found it ridiculous.

Could it be that the men in the village are all crazy, did they beat other people's wives on purpose or did they want to take revenge on her husband?

No wonder so many people die every year in the village.

"But why would they use such things to beat other people's wives?" Lu Donghai couldn't figure it out, nor could he understand, "Compared to them, does his own husband have more reason?"

"There may not be no reason." Xi Le shook his head.

"You also said that day that the villagers said that this incident was agreed by everyone, not her alone, which means that this incident should have happened many times and was recognized by the village, but she was unlucky and died."

"It means that their actions are all due to certain customs." Xi Le and Yin Baihe stood facing each other, facing the village, with clear eyes: "Is that right?"

Yin Baihe lowered his head and looked at him: "Yes."

Xu Xiaoyuan covered her head, feeling like she had heard such words somewhere before, where exactly had she heard them?

She is an Internet addicted girl who usually lives on Weibo and reads all kinds of news.

Countless thoughts flashed through Xu Xiaoyuan's mind, and finally called out: "You guys—have you heard of Paixi?"

Everyone else shook their heads, "What is this?"

Never heard those two words, sounds like a good thing.

Xu Xiaoyuan's lips trembled, and he closed his eyes: "It has another name, it's terrible."

The author has something to say:

Paixi: In a nutshell, the husband’s friends beat his wife with sticks and other tools while she was walking home, asking if she would give birth while beating her, and begging for mercy no matter how hard she tried.When the time came, the husband brought them peanuts and dates, and thanked them before leaving.If you don’t give birth in the second year, you will continue to be beaten. If you are serious, you may be bedridden to recuperate from your injuries, and you may even be beaten to death.