sunk in yesterday

The sound outside the window silenced the four people in the room at the same time.

Guan Yuzhou pulled the quilt over Xia Zhuo's head, covered him with the flashlight inside, and isolated the only light source in the room.

Jian Shu's voice was very soft, mixed with the sound of swallowing saliva: "I saw... outside the window, the little devil lying on that woman's back at noon." It seems that he is not used to bumping into ghosts, and he stutters when he speaks. "It's about one meter away from the window... Probably, it seems that there is something in his hand... It should be the man who called just now."

The light illuminated the small space covered by the quilt brightly enough. Xia Zhuo sat against the wall with his legs crossed. He knew that there was danger outside the window, but he stayed here like an ostrich, and could not help but whispered out in dissatisfaction: " Guan Yuzhou, I can't see anything like this."

After hearing the complaint, the man outside the quilt didn't answer, but a corner of the quilt was opened a crack, and then a hand stretched in along the gap.

The joints are distinct, slender and powerful, and it is Guan Yuzhou's left hand.

The other party was afraid that he would run into him if he went deeper, so he only penetrated halfway, but Xia Zhuo calmed down.He had never looked at any part of Guan Yuzhou's body carefully before, but when he looked at it now, he found that there was a circle of fine marks on the ring finger that was about to fade, like the imprint left by wearing a ring for too long.

The ring finger...Xia Zhuo thought about it carefully, and it seems that the ring finger and the middle finger both have the owner, so Guan Yuzhou also had a girlfriend or was married before?He thought that Guan Yuzhou said that his relative had passed away. Could it be that the one who died was his wife?So he came here to bring his dead wife back to life?

While Xia Zhuo was shrouded in light, the other three people in the room looked at the only window in the dark.

The depressing begging for mercy was almost inaudible. When the room was completely dark, the beam of light outside the window became more eye-catching, casting a distorted shadow of an adult directly on the window paper.

The shadow's hand stretched upward like a jellybean, forming an incredible distance.Seeing the continuous splashes of liquid hitting the window paper and making strange crackling noises, Jian Ran, who had made up the details in her brain, couldn't help calling out uneasily: "Guan, Brother Guan..."

Guan Yuzhou hissed softly, signaling her to keep quiet for now.

In this case, the people outside the window are undoubtedly hopeless, and the end has already been decided when those people ate the sacrifices in the jar, unless they can find new sacrifices to try to make up for it.But if they still don't realize what went wrong, it can only replace what they took and become the nourishment of this little devil.

A thread hangs from a high place and hangs around the neck of the limp man outside the window.

The cheerful voice hummed a weird tune, and the three of them watched that figure, like a national flag on the square, was hoisted up one after another.The wind turned the man's suspended body in a circle, and the limbs reflected behind the paper were as slender as bones. Except for the abnormally round belly, the rest of the body seemed to have lost all flesh and blood, leaving only a pale frame .

The little ghost was hanging upside down on the telegraph pole, holding the wire with its hands and feet and swinging an arc, and even the still-cooled body that was hung up also swayed back and forth.

The sound of playfulness hovered in the sky through the thin window paper. If you listen to the sound without looking at the scene in front of you, it is indeed the cheerful laughter of a normal child, but it is too weird to combine this situation with this scene.

Jian Shu stared at its every move through the paper, and after a while asked uncertainly: "Brother Guan, it seems to be reading something... Can you hear it?"

Guan Yuzhou frowned and remained silent for a moment, "Did you see its mouth moving?"

"Yes, it seems..."

"I know!" The quilt moved, and Xia Zhuo raised his hand and said, "I heard it."

Guan Yuzhou suddenly trembled without warning, and Jian Ran, who was already a little fragile, trembled violently from the fright of the shaking figure at close range: "Guan Guanguan... Brother Guan, what's wrong with you?"

"……fine."

Guan Yuzhou clenched his left hand hidden in the quilt into a fist, and he felt his knuckles being gently rubbed against by soft fingertips.He pursed his lips, and moved his hands a little distance away as if to avoid, but Xia Zhuo chased after him as if he was addicted to the game.

Guan Yuzhou leaned close to the quilt calmly, and said in an inaudible voice: "Stop teasing me."

"How did I bother you?" Xia Zhuo's breathing stagnated a little, and he hooked Guan Yuzhou's little finger in the dark, and his tone was as usual when he teased the other party with a little smile: "Don't you ask me what I heard? "

Guan Yuzhou's arms stiffened, his eyes flickered slightly.He stuffed his hands back under the quilt, and asked softly, "...what did it say?"

Only then did Xia Zhuo let him go, and after letting go, he shook his head against the quilt, and repeated the vague nursery rhyme in his ear one by one: "March [-]th is raining... I am swinging with grandma. After the swing Swing on the wires and leave the world at once."

After he finished retelling, he pondered for a moment: "There should be nothing wrong, after all, I'm so smart, hehehe."

Guan Yuzhou said silently: "March [-]th..."

At this point, except for Xia Zhuo, the light watches on the hands of the other three all lighted up at the same time.

[Get dream fragments*1.

Note: The remaining available fragments are 1. 】

Jian Shu raised her wrist to look at the message, her tone was somewhat expectant, but she was not as nervous as before: "Sister, there is only one fragment left."

"Then you have to think about where the last episode will be triggered." Jian Ran scratched her head and speculated: "Maybe this is a reminder of what day? March [-]th... March [-]rd of the ghost festival has little to do with March [-]th." Ah... so what exactly does March [-] refer to? Could it be just a date setting, without any deep meaning?"

At this time, there was a muffled "boom" in front of the window.

The black shadow's feet bumped into the tape wrapped around the paper, and the suspended human body has already swayed to a certain arc, hitting the window every two or three seconds, as if it would break through the window at any time.

Jian Ran's thoughts were interrupted at this point, her heart hung in the air for a long time, she swallowed impatiently and suggested: "I, can we stay in the main room?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the window paper was torn apart with a "tear".

The person who was hung high during the long-term torture had long been dead, and the body was suddenly inserted into the window frame under a shaking, the twisted limbs were tangled up, and the flashlight that had been held in the palm of the hand was also under the impact stuck in the window crack.

The man's neck was twisted, his bruised mouth was covered with white foam, and his absent-minded eyes were staring straight at the ceiling.A woman's severed hand protruded from his slit stomach, and that hand was firmly grasping his flesh, the red and white juice was squeezed out, and it might flow to the ground at any time.

Jian Ran was so frightened by this sudden scene that she almost screamed. She covered her mouth and nose to hold her breath, closed her eyes tightly, and asked tremblingly while leaning on her younger brother's shoulder: "...Then, what should we do next?" Do you want to stay here?"

She and Jian Shu used to hide as far as they could when they saw these things!

Xia Zhuo also listened to the strange sound, but he only had white flowers in front of him and the quilt was rubbed with mud by himself, so he had to ask the people outside the quilt in a muffled voice: "What happened?"

"You stay well, don't worry." Guan Yuzhou raised his hand and pressed it on the quilt, not allowing him to show his head at will: "It has more important things to do than tormenting us."

The little ghost was still hanging on the wire, it looked at the tightly blocked window, and asked in a childish voice, [Uncle, is it fun? ]

[Why did you go down first...]

[Uncle, are you taking me to find my family? ]

[Uncle, uncle, uncle...]

People who have been tortured to death can no longer answer it.

The little ghost called him for a while, then suddenly disappeared from Jian Shu's sight.

Jian Shu looked around and confirmed that there was no sign of it within the visible range, but she still couldn't breathe out: "...Brother Guan, it's gone."

It would have been fine if the kid was there and they were in the dark. Although they were nervous, they wouldn't be as nervous as they are now.Once it was unable to monitor its whereabouts, it seemed that several people hiding in the room were instantly placed in the light, as if there were a pair of invisible eyes staring at them all the time in the corner.

Xia Zhuo didn't know what kind of disgusting scene was behind those messy voices just now, so he stayed in the small cage Guan Yuzhou placed for him and was full of thoughts about the meaning of nursery rhymes. Another thought came to me before: "Don't we not know the current date? The March [-]th mentioned in the nursery rhyme hummed by that little ghost is not just indicating the date of its death."

He poked his head out from under the quilt, and before he could take a breath of fresh air, a big hand beside him quickly covered his eyes.

Guan Yuzhou frowned, lifted the quilt unhurriedly, and pressed his head back to cover it tightly: "Indeed, the aborigines said that the rain started three years ago, and it just made up the whole number today. If three years ago If something really caused this phenomenon, then we need to figure out what happened on March [-] that year."

Xia Zhuo, who was forced to retract again, protested: "What are you doing?"

Guan Yuzhou didn't say a word about the situation in the room: "For your stomach, stay inside."

The smell of blood seemed to be several times stronger under Jian Ran's keen sense of smell. She turned her head and felt a little bit envious of Xia Zhuo who hadn't seen anything from the beginning to the end. Huh? There is no place to look up materials like libraries in other towns, and if you ask people, you can't ask anything..."

One of the important reminders of the light watch after entering the village is indeed "pay attention to the time".

Guan Yuzhou's eyes circled around the corpse in the window, and stopped on the torn and blood-stained newspaper.This seems to be the only thing he has seen in the past two days that can provide clues, but it is so dirty, not to mention the two children beside him, even he himself is unwilling to approach the corpse to dig through it. Look up.

"If it's a village with dozens of households, management organization should be indispensable." He looked at the quilt that was constantly wriggling beside him, and his frown never relaxed. Countermeasures must have been discussed, as long as there is a meeting, there should be a record."

Jian Ran asked him cautiously: "Do I have to know what happened?"

Guan Yuzhou shook his head: "It's hard to say, the more clues, the greater the protection. To solve the incident, knowing the background of the incident is necessary."

"what!"

There was another muffled cry from under the quilt, and the three of them looked at Xia Zhuo from left to right.

Xia Zhuo got his head out of the crack, and seeing Guan Yuzhou's expression was a little stiff, he quickly turned his face to the side before he reached out and stuffed himself back, not looking at what was going on by the window.

The light of the flashlight hit Guan Yuzhou's thigh, Xia Zhuo looked at the curve above, and said: "I saw a book under the woven bag in the corner of the main room yesterday, and there was a record book on the cover. But there was no writing on the inside page. , clean..."