God will also obey my laws [infinite]

Compared with the dilapidation of this village, these sewers full of bones have more terrible scars, which are swept away by something, and there is no grass.

"This is very strange." Xiao Hongmao said in a ghost story tone, "Those villagers don't seem to be afraid of us, but what are they afraid of?"

"So..." Mu Weiyi leaned his head over, imitating Little Red Mao's tone, and asked in a breathy voice, "What are they afraid of?"

Lao He, who was leading the way, moved freely in the dark, until a slightly larger house with a yard appeared in front of him, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"This is the biggest house in the whole village. There is no one living there right now, so I can let you stay overnight." As he spoke, he stepped forward and opened the door, "I'll just talk to the housekeeper."

This house is low, but fortunately the roof is not nailed with wood boards. It has a complete brick structure, gray tile roof, and the walls have been re-leveled. The yard is surrounded by white fences. Although there are no flowers, it can be said that It's a big family in this dilapidated village.

But why no one lives there?Jiang Chi couldn't help thinking to himself.

At this time, an old woman about 50 years old came out from the fence of the house, a little fat, with a kind face, wearing an apron and a floral scarf on her head.The villager walked over and said something to the old woman in a low voice, then pointed back at them. The old woman nodded and walked towards them.

Lao He introduced: "She is Mrs. You Wen, please rest assured, she will take good care of you."

Mrs. Ewing was holding a very old-fashioned flashlight in her hand. After turning it on, she turned the head of the lamp to adjust to the scattered light.Everyone stared at her vigilantly, wary of her. After all, they didn't know the hidden rules, and they were worried that they would die inexplicably if they did something wrong just like the big guy.

But Mrs. Ewing was very friendly to them: "Please come in with me. There are probably enough beds, but there are not many quilts. Fortunately, the weather is hot now, so there is no need to cover anything. There is water and food in the backyard, which you can eat."

Even though he thought these villagers were all NPCs, Pan Ye replied politely, "Thank you."

The villager who had led them left in response, and the gate of the yard was closed with a creak.

Passing through the black iron fence, everyone followed the old woman into the room. They said that there were enough beds, but in fact they were just made of straw and bed boards on the ground. Layer sheets.

The old woman turned off the light of the flashlight, as if the brief light had already made her a little nervous, and then she told everyone: "You can walk around as you like, but don't run outside the house, and don't emit any light, so as not to attract attention. "

"Aroused what attention?" Jiang Chi asked.

The old woman didn't answer, and said, "I'm going to be busy soon, and I won't stay here. If you need anything, you can tell me tomorrow morning."

Wei Ming looked at Jiang Chi, obviously he also thought of it, in the middle of the night, the whole village fell into dead silence, this old woman didn't sleep, what else was she busy with?

So Wei Ming also tentatively asked: "What are you up to? Is there anything we can do to help?"

The old woman rubbed her hands on the apron, and said thoughtfully: "You are outsiders, so naturally you can't help me. I'm getting old, and some things have to be done by young people." After saying this, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the old woman's benevolent eyes fell somewhere behind them.

Jiang Chi followed his line of sight subconsciously. Apart from Tan Ming standing silently behind the crowd, there was also a mottled cross window. The edge of the glass was covered with scale and bacterial film, so he could not see what was outside the window place.

The old lady left after speaking. The originally lifeless farmhouse was blown by a gust of cold draft, making it look even more gloomy.

Everyone quickly arranged their own places to rest.

After a day of fierce fighting with those prison guards in the prison, and another day of trekking across mountains and rivers, not long after, everyone almost fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Chi didn't sleep very deeply. Between half dream and half awake, he turned around on the haystack covered with thin sheets, and there was the rustling sound of uncompacted straw under his body.

As he turned over, the haystack tilted slightly towards him.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Chi suddenly opened his eyes. After adapting to the darkness where even the moonlight could barely penetrate, Jiang Chi noticed something was wrong.

The surface of the haystack is loose, tilting and rustling at the slightest movement.

That's because the person who was sleeping on the other side of the haystack disappeared at this moment, so he lost his balance.

At first, Jiang Chi thought that Wei Ming had thoughts that he didn't realize, or that Chen Linfeng's White Deer Group had some unknown actions.When he squinted his eyes and looked around, he saw Wei Ming and Xiao Hongmao curled up on a wooden board, breathing evenly. White gloss.

Wei Ming and Xiao Hongmao are both there.

In another corner, Chen Linfeng did not lie down, but sat on the straw against the wall, but tilted his head and closed his eyes. Behind him were the intern Pan Ye and the members of the Bailu team who were fast asleep.Chen Linfeng probably wanted to sit and watch the night and take care of his members, but he still fell asleep unknowingly due to exhaustion.

So... who is missing?

Jiang Chi tiptoed up from the haystack, and took another look at the dim moonlight slanting in after the dark clouds cleared.

Then he frowned slightly, it was Tan Ming.

It turned out to be him?Tan Ming had disappeared at this moment, which made Jiang Chi curious, that guy was always timid and afraid, why did he leave the team and leave alone?

Jiang Chi kept his movements very light, without making a sound, and quietly left the room, trying to find Tan Ming.

Walking to the yard, the village under the thick night was even more lifeless, only a few dead leaves were rolled up by the night wind. Jiang Chi noticed that the window was facing a forest, and he looked at it from the back of the yard. I saw a few figures flocking together, and the elongated shadow seemed to be doing some kind of movement of raising a knife and dropping it.

So Jiang Chi walked deep into the woods.

The rotten black mud on the ground gave off an unbearable smell like the gullies full of corpses. The miasma was heavy, and the pale light penetrated through the dense canopy, revealing a large amount of dust floating in the air, and some kinds of paper burned of ashes.

Because there was no lighting, Jiang Chi poked in the dark, and the branches on the ground were broken by him with a crisp sound, but the figure who was getting closer and closer to him did not stop, as if he did not notice that someone was approaching.

Those figures are too focused, what are they doing?

Until Jiang Chi quickly saw it clearly, there was a low building hidden in the bushes deep in the woods, the walls were gray and black, there was an arch covered with lush climbing vines, and the triangular eaves turned upwards There is a huge black tablet on it.However, the stele has been tilted, and the words on it seem to have been deliberately smeared, making it impossible to see what was written, and there are still a few breaks on the right side, revealing marble patterns that have been eroded by wind and rain.

The vines are twisted and twisted, and the stubborn roots have been embedded in the cracks of the wall and the stele. It is desolate and desolate, and it looks like a place like an ancestral temple.

The few figures were around the corner of the building, in an open space with sparse weeds, using their fingers to dig up the soft mud on the ground, digging something with bare hands.Jiang Chi took a closer look and found that those people should all be villagers, but compared to Lao He and Mrs. You Wen, they were younger and they were all young people.

This group of young villagers wore simple clothes and turbans on their heads. The strange thing is that they behaved very strangely. They did not use any tools to dig the ground. The mud was embedded in the nails, and they didn't stop at all, as if they didn't feel pain.

Moreover, they knelt on the ground, and every time they dug, they had to straighten their hands and prostrate vigorously. All of them muttered words and moved in unison, as if they were doing an evil ritual to the ancestral temple.

Jiang Chi stopped in his tracks, his hanging fingers tightened slightly, he didn't continue to move towards them, because he saw at this moment, among those young people, Tan Ming was actually inside? !

This made Jiang Chi a little surprised. He stared at Tan Ming in the same way as other people. He was digging and prostrating at the same time, which was very skillful.Moreover, Tan Ming didn't look like he was attracted, he blended into it, his expression was as secretive and indifferent as everyone around him.

Jiang Chi remembered that before entering the village, that villager looked at Tan Ming strangely. Before leaving the house, Mrs. You Wen glanced in the direction of the window. At that time, Tan Ming was also standing there.Perhaps, it was Tan Ming she was looking at.

Jiang Chi loosened his brows, and soon he realized that Tan Ming was not a player like them...

But the villagers of this village.

Although Jiang Chi found it strange, he didn't say anything. He wasn't sure what Tan Ming's intention was to sneak into the players, so he didn't disturb the group of people, and quietly withdrew from the woods and returned to the farmhouse.

He lay on the haystack and didn't fall asleep again. He didn't hear anything until it was almost dawn. It was Tan Ming who returned to the room. His hands still had stains from the dried mud, but he didn't pay much attention and lay down quietly. Back to the haystack.

On the other side, Jiang Chi continued to fall asleep with his back turned to him, until the light coming in from the window lattice in the morning spilled into the slits of Jiang Chi's half-closed eyes.

Before Jiang Chi got up, he heard the noise outside.

Jiang Chi quickly woke up Tan Ming and the other players.

Everyone looked out through the window, and several people in windbreakers and hats surrounded Lao He and other villagers.

"It's from the search team." Tan Ming obviously knew this group of people.

"Search?" Xiao Hongmao was a little confused, "Is it someone from the prison?"

Tan Ming shook his head and said, "It's from the base."