When I become the official match of the full-level Tu Huang [Unlimited]

The village that appeared at the second password point is actually not that big, and every household is scattered widely.

But without exception, they all live around the river and apparently live by fishing.

Although the people in Yitu don't know what happened here, they can still imagine the horrible scene at that time.

The old woman who invited them to kill the fish lived at the east end of the village. Walking 200 meters to the west from the old woman's house, there was a strange willow with an unusually frightening shape.

Its branches and leaves have long withered and withered, leaving only sparse branches reflecting the dilapidated houses not far away, presenting a particularly depressing picture.

Besides being depressed, what this strange willow makes people feel more is the breath of death.

The dark brown trunk, the cracked bark, and the long white bark hanging from the branches all make people feel hairy.

The flower umbrella took a closer look. The white, almost transparent skin was very long and large, with a certain degree of ductility and toughness.

If you take it off and spread it carefully on the ground, it is not difficult to find that it is actually the shape of a person.

However, it is these horrifying human skins that hang the whole willow tree, so that they form a very weird but harmonious picture of human skin willows.

They hang down docilely along the branches, and the human skin of their limbs flutters in the wind, like wicker dyed white.

From a distance, the willow tree seems to be alive again.

"It's fishy."

Xu Heng stopped five meters away and did not approach.

However, the strong fishy smell was so strong that it could almost drown people.

Yitu nodded, covered his nose and said, "This willow is not a dry willow."

When Huasan heard the words, she turned her head and looked at him, and the two thought of one thing at the same time.

Most willows are shrubs and are usually planted by rivers with water.

And it just so happens that not far from this place, there is a spacious river, suitable for its growth.

Obviously, this nearly withered willow tree was artificially transplanted into the village.

As for the reason why that person did this, as well as the strangeness of the inexplicable appearance of human skin and fishy smell on the willow tree, Yitu and the others are still unable to know for the time being.

Bypassing this strange willow, there are several old houses not far away.

Without exception, the gates of every house are open to the outside world.

It's as if their owners just left in a hurry and forgot to close the gate.

In these empty houses, each house has a different layout and type of room, but without exception, each house has a disgusting fishy smell.

The stench and rotten smell almost condensed in the room, attracting more and more disgusting blowflies.

Black dots the size of half a fingernail were lying on the bed, the wall, or tables and chairs.

The food was rotting on the table, and in the big bowl of porridge were rice grain-like larvae. They wriggled back and forth, thick and fat, and they were all white at first glance.

Xu Heng ran out the door and vomited bile, and even Yitu, who was used to seeing him, turned pale. He persisted for 3 minutes and had to go out to take a breath.

Only the flower umbrella seemed to have lost its sense of smell, and stayed in the house for a full 15 minutes before coming out with a livid face.

And the first thing he said when he came out was, "Quickly smell it, is there any smell on me?"

Yitu was amused by him, Xu Heng went up to sniff it, and immediately distanced himself from him, saying sincerely:

"Brother, you are no longer a matter of getting the taste, but of marinating."

After hearing this, Huasan's face turned dark again, resisting the urge to take off her clothes, looked at Yitu and said:

"There are a lot of dried brown slime on the floor and walls of the house, and there are paw prints that resemble webbed toes, but these are not important..."

Speaking of this, Huasan paused, "The important thing is, they seem to have experienced a severe molt."

A look of astonishment flashed across Xu Heng's face, "Shedding? What do you mean?"

Huasan shook her head without explaining, but pointed to the room on the far left with a subtle expression.

"That room should be the master bedroom of this family. Slender fish scales are scattered on the mattress and the floor. They are bluish-gray and very fishy."

And the root of each fish scale is stained with a little scarlet, nine out of ten is the blood that was artificially pulled out from the body.

At first, these fish scales were very small and round, and the largest one was only half the size of a fingernail, with soft texture.

Rather than talking about scales, it is better to say that it is a new kind of skin that has grown out, which is closely attached to the human epidermis, and can be removed with a light rub.

And as time went by, these scales became denser and harder.

As a result, the original defense mechanism of the human body almost collapsed, which is what the flower umbrella said, shedding the skin.

The blue-gray slender scales protruded slowly from the inside to the outside, so that the epidermis had to be peeled off, until it was completely covered by fine and dense scales.

In order to verify Huasan's conjecture, the three of them went in again, not intending to miss any details.

As it turns out, there's a good chance the umbrella idea is true.

Nine out of ten of these disappeared villagers really turned into unknown creatures in the river, and the human skin they shed off was collected by someone and hung on the strange willow.

"The killing of fish that the old lady said meant the mutated villagers?" Xu Heng frowned and guessed.

Yitu shook his head, sighed lightly and said:

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

So far, compared with the first cipher point, the amount of information they have obtained is too small.

The guide NPC has been reluctant to guide the plot for a long time, so that the player can only fall into passive anxiety.

The three carefully inspected most of the village, and the situation of each household was almost the same, and there were no more clues.

But at this moment, the sunless sky darkened inexplicably, and when the wind blew, the already lingering chill intensified.

Yitu and the others didn't dare to stay any longer. Firstly, there was a problem with the passage of time in this poker field, and secondly, it was also because the old lady's warning could not have come from nothing.

When the three returned to the house, the old lady was already waiting at the door.

"Have you entered the village?" She asked, but her tone was very certain.

Xu Heng and Yitu looked at each other and laughed:

"We didn't have much to do, so we went for a stroll in the back."

"Grandma, why is the whole village empty? Where have all the villagers gone?"

As soon as he finished asking, Yitu and Huasan looked at the old woman together, hoping to get some useful information from her.

However, to their disappointment, the old lady did not answer Xu Heng's question, but said in a somewhat heavy tone:

"Don't waste time, you came back too late."

After she finished saying this, she turned around and entered the room, and the three had no choice but to follow after seeing this.

There have been some subtle changes between the inside of the house and what they saw at the beginning.

Not to mention all the previously closed doors were opened, and in every dark room without the slightest light, a slender shadow was vaguely glimpsed, hanging in mid-air, and at first glance, it was particularly frightening.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was not a real dead person or a ghost, but a slightly rough rag doll.

They don't know what is wrapped in their heads, they look small and round, with dark liquid oozing wetly, which looks very much like their tear stains.

The long cloth used as their body is also more than one meter long, and the distance from the ground is only five or six centimeters. The overall appearance looks very much like a person who was hanged alive.

But in fact, these rag dolls had nothing to do with the hanged ghosts. They were hooked through their heads by the thick and long hooks tied to the ropes, so that they were suspended in mid-air.

And most of that hook was covered by the rag doll's head, only a small part of the sharp spikes were exposed.

Yitu looked at it for a long time before turning his gaze away.

The silence in the house was terrible, no one spoke, the dark wind passed through the hall, blowing the rag dolls, ghostly shadows.

At this time, Yitu realized that the old woman had put away all the lighting tools in the house.

The kerosene lamp on the table disappeared, as did the candle on the window sill, and they could only see a vague silhouette of each other in the dark.

"Grandma, what are you going to do?" Xu Heng couldn't help asking.

The old woman glanced at him, and then said:

"Kill the fish, the only thing you have to do tonight is to kill the fish."

After speaking, she stretched out her wrinkled hand and pointed to the rag dolls in the room:

"The fishhooks have been prepared for you. There can be no light in the house, not a little bit."

I don't know if the message of Guangming is too important, the old woman repeated it twice to them, and then said seriously:

"You can't see the faces of those things, you can't look at each other, and you can't answer their calls."

"The only thing you can do is to stay quietly in your own room, don't make the slightest movement, let alone try to close the door!"

Speaking of this, the old woman raised her voice:

"If... I mean if they come into the room you're in, hold your breath, hold your breath until they leave."

Huasan frowned and asked aloud:

"What if they don't leave?"

You must know that normal people can hold their breath for only about 2 minutes, and even professionally trained athletes can only hold their breath for 6 to [-] minutes at most.

It was impossible for them to hold their breath without the help of any props, and those things lingered and refused to go.

The old woman glanced at him, and a slightly complicated look flashed across her face.

"You will die." The old woman paused slightly, and then said:

"As long as they find people, they will die."

Hearing this, Yitu couldn't help but ask:

"Grandma, what do you mean by them?"

Just as the old woman was about to answer him, a child's weak weeping suddenly came from the inner room, like a cat meowing, soft and powerless.

The old woman who heard the voice hurried to the door, and then remembered that she hadn't answered Yitu's question, so she stopped and uttered a name without looking back.

"Human-faced shark."