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In fact, Fu Xue didn't need to say, Yitu didn't intend to hide the information he got.

Although he got the key prop hammer and even subdued the paper man, he is still a rookie.

No matter where you are, as long as you are a newcomer, it is a very stupid thing to show your edge too much.

What's more, he needs Zhang Queshan and Fu Xue to tell him the rules of the poker field. The house number of this poker field has not been found yet.

It is very possible that the house number came out, but they didn't find it.

Yitu briefly explained how he went to find Liu Shijiang and answered Liu Shijiang's three questions.

And some inferences about the subdued human skin paper man were also stated.

"Liu Shijiang said that it all started with the death of the village chief's son." Yitu said:

"13 years ago, he was bitten to death by a mandrill on the mountain. Since then, the village chief has been trying to resurrect his son."

Fu Xue frowned, "So he invited the gods to build the temple?"

Yitu glanced at her, "Yes, that's when this temple came."

"And Liu Shijiang's son, who happened to come back at this time, is also a key person."

Yitu always thought that the village head murdered Liu Cheng for money and life. After all, Liu Cheng, who became the boss, had enough money to support him to build a brand new temple.

And when they just entered the card game, the village head promised them a reward, and all the players added up to a considerable amount.

For money, the village chief seemed very generous, so Yitu thought that the village chief killed Liu Cheng because of money.

But when the new character Chen Xiaoyue appeared, Yitu had other ideas.

"Liu Cheng didn't marry a wife. He made a lot of money outside and never came back. But after the village head's son Meng Xiaotian had an accident, he came back."

Yitu tapped the back of the chair, "Don't you think it's strange?"

Zhang Queshan glanced at him, "How do you know that Liu Cheng is not married?"

Before Yitu could speak, Fu Xue answered for him:

"It's very simple. There is no new house built next to Liu Shijiang's house."

Villages like Mengjia Village have a tradition that no matter whether the woman marries or the man marries, a new house will be built as a new house before marriage.

It means that they go out independently and become two families, so as to avoid idle talk.

"Liu Cheng didn't come back to mourn his dead friend, he should come back for Meng Xiaotian's daughter-in-law."

Yitu's guess was too bold, Fu Xue and Zhang Queshan couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

"Is there any basis for your inference?" Fu Xue asked.

Yitu shook his head frankly, "I guessed wildly."

Apart from intolerable adultery, he couldn't think of any other reasons for the village head to kill Liu Cheng and Chen Xiaoyue.

As expected, Chen Xiaoyue should be the village head's daughter-in-law.

Like Liu Cheng, he was smashed in the head with a hammer borrowed from Liu Shijiang's house by the village chief.

What was worse for her than Liu Cheng was that she couldn't find peace after her death, and the skin on her body was peeled off to make a human skin paper figure.

"Although your idea is dangerous, it seems to make sense." Fu Xue thought for a while, "If the village chief's son was really killed by Chen Xiaoyue, it would be more like the same thing."

"Damn it, the backgrounds of these games are really boring, and they cheat people more than they pay for their lives."

Zhang Queshan rubbed his forehead, and his voice was a little tired: "It doesn't matter who killed who, it has nothing to do with us. I just want to know if there is anything about the village sacrifice."

"Tomorrow is the last day, and the house number will definitely appear."

In fact, they all know that tomorrow is not necessarily a full day, and there is a good chance they only have half a day.

"Yes." Yitu raised his eyes.

"Liu Shijiang said that the day of the village sacrifice is the day when those people come back."

Zhang Queshan was taken aback, "Who are those people?"

Fu Xue was the first to react, her face changed slightly: "Those who drowned in the river?"

Yitu nodded, "That's right, besides that, the village chief's son should also be resurrected."

"He called the god in the temple the Mother Goddess."

Yitu didn't know if this mother goddess had anything to do with Chen Xiaoyue, after all, she was the only woman in this card game.

In fact, he still has an uncertain guess. He always feels that the ship that capsized three years ago should have something to do with the village chief.

If you want a group of villagers who never serve gods to believe in gods, it must start with a disaster.

Pray to gods and worship Buddhas, pray to gods and worship Buddhas, because if you ask for something, you will be answered.

It is not enough for one person to ask for it. Everyone must ask for it.

Among the villagers who prayed for God, Liu Shijiang managed to escape because of his ability to make steles.

Then for tomorrow's village festival, finding that stele is the key, and the house number is likely to be related to it.

"Before dawn, hurry up and squint for a while, or you really can't hold on."

Zhang Queshan yawned, tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

The three of them spent the whole night lying on each corner of the bed together, quietly waiting for the arrival of morning.

Yitu woke up after not sleeping for a while. Fu Xue's room has windows, and when he looked up, he saw the foggy sky outside.

Too bad, it's a cloudy day, Yitu's heart tightens.

The villagers who looked like zombies they saw in the yards of every house before would not come out because they were afraid of the sun.

But now the sun is covered by thick clouds, and the sky is very low, making people feel breathless.

Those things are free to move.

Yitu looked down at his watch, it was less than six o'clock, so it was still early.

He could only sit back and rest for a while.

Until almost eight o'clock, someone knocked on their door.

The three people in the room woke up at the same time, Yitu opened the door and saw that Zhao Haichuan and the three stood quietly outside.

When they saw that the three of Yitu were alive and intact, there was a hint of surprise on their faces.

"It's good that you are all here." Huang Tianfang took the lead and said:

"The village sacrifice is about to start. We just went downstairs to take a look. They set up a platform in front of the temple."

After hearing this, Yitu couldn't help frowning, "Taiwan? What kind of desk?"

"The platform used to sacrifice us alive." Duan Zixi, who was slightly pale, said suddenly.

Yitu subconsciously looked at his abdomen. Although it was covered by Zhao Haichuan's coat, it seemed that there was nothing serious about it.

Compared with before, Duan Zixi has only become a little weaker.

At this moment, Zhang Queshan, who was standing at the corridor window looking out, suddenly turned his head and said in a deep voice:

"We're trapped."

Everyone was taken aback, Yitu hurried over to have a look.

At this moment, the gate of the village chief's house was densely packed with gray-skinned, stiff-figured villagers.

Without exception, their eyes glowed with a strange red light, their faces were expressionless, and they stared straight at the door.

And Yitu also saw the platform that Huang Tianfang and the others mentioned, and that platform was built in front of the closed gate of the temple, with a distance of one meter.

The platform is not as high as the calf, but there are six straight iron pillars standing on the platform, a full two meters in length.

It was specially prepared for them, and it was used to bind living sacrifices. Once they were bound by iron chains, they couldn't break free.

Such a scene can't help but make one's whole body chill, and they still don't know what the method of living sacrifice is.

"Do you want to go down?" Fu Xue's fingers were tightly intertwined.

"We can only go down." Duan Zixi said: "The house number is probably related to the stele, and it should be nearby."

The stele is in the temple behind the platform.

In any case, they must bite the bullet and go on.

"Why are you so sure?" Fu Xue asked back, "If the house number is not there, we will all die."

Zhao Haichuan suddenly said coldly: "We really can't be sure, but now is not the time for you to mess around."

"You are afraid that they will be the first to attack you. You can stay here, but if you want to influence other people's thoughts, I'm afraid you can't."

Fu Xue's face changed slightly, "I'm just telling the truth."

As a person with two identity cards, she was really afraid of being attacked first.

Although Huang Tianfang is ranked last from the bottom, Fu Xue's priority is higher.

She will be the first among them to die.

Fu Xue didn't want to be the first one, especially since she didn't know how she would be sacrificed alive, this was the scariest thing.

"I'll go downstairs with you." Yitu looked at Zhao Haichuan and decided.

Going downstairs is life and death, staying here is the real waiting for death.

Soon Zhang Queshan also expressed his opinion, Fu Xue couldn't say anything more, so she could only grit her teeth and follow Zhao Haichuan and the others downstairs.

Several people stood cautiously in the living room, and the weird villagers at the door did not rush up in a swarm.

They just stared at everyone silently and strangely, with greedy and cold eyes.

After a stalemate between the two sides, the villagers suddenly retreated a little distance.

The village head walked out from behind those inhuman and ghostly villagers with an unconcealable smile on his face.

"The village festival is about to start, come out quickly!"

"You can't do without the village festival, didn't we agree?"

After he said these words, no one dared to move, Yitu thought for a while and asked:

"Village chief, what are we going to do at the village festival?"

"You just need to stand on the stage for a while, it will be over soon, soon."

The words of the village chief fell into the ears of everyone, and the taste changed instantly.

Yitu looked at Zhao Haichuan and said in a low voice, "Is the stele in the temple?"

Zhao Haichuan froze for a moment, "It should be in the temple."

After all, it is used as a temple monument.

Yitu nodded, "We're still safe until we get to the stage."

Zhao Haichuan quickly understood what he meant, and took the words: "So I got on the stage and hit the temple door directly."

"They don't give us much time to react."

Yitu's palms were wet with sweat, "The only thing to be careful of is not to be tied up by them."

Once tied, it's over.

After saying this, Yitu and Zhao Haichuan walked towards the door at the same time, followed by the others.

When they came to the door, the villagers really didn't rush up immediately, they just surrounded them, as if they were afraid that they would run away.

Yitu's heart was beating violently, he roughly counted the surrounding villagers, there were fifty or sixty of them.

The situation got worse, and they might be caught by them all before they could break open the temple door.

At this moment, the game cards in Yitu's pocket vibrated.

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[Anonymous player 821: Damn, the system is really screwed up, so you're starting to buy it?

Anonymous player 1034: Fix this for me at the most critical time... I want to vote for a newcomer, but I feel that he will die (tangle.jpg)

Anonymous player 1258: The rookie seems to have a lot of profits, but he is more risky. He has nothing. How can he live?

Anonymous player 1298: emmm, anyway, it's a certainty that the woman won't live.

Anonymous player 1560: Newcomers can't survive, [-]% of the votes for newcomers will die. This is the first time I have seen so many ghosts and NPCs in the poker field...

Anonymous player 580: It is best not to vote for newcomers! ! !The experience of those who have come here is blah blah, I have seen newcomers who are more amazing than him, but they died in the end (狗头.jpg)

Anonymous player 753: I agree with this, rookies who can make a splash usually die playing teammates (打手.jpg)

Anonymous player 309: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !There are still 30 seconds left!

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