The Dead Cycle

All the secrets are under the Baishuitan.

Linglong's eyes rolled around. There was no point in burning the villagers themselves, and the so-called Dragon God insisted on doing so for only one reason. There are no secrets to be burned. Burning them to death was just a cover, and hiding that secret was true.

The village chief must know what, or maybe all of this was planned by him.

It just doesn't look like he is a master of martial arts, but if there is someone behind the village chief, where does that person always live? This village is small, and the villagers are very familiar with each other. If a new face comes, it will be recognized immediately.

He thought about it, raised his head and asked Wang Sledgehammer, "Have you ever been in your village?"

Wang Sledgehammer recalled it, then shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before. The two of you are the only ones who have stepped into the village in the past year."

Yin Yin seized the keyword sensitively, "meaning someone had crossed the village by mistake earlier?"

"Yes," Wang Sledgehammer nodded. "Like you, you were all injured. You hit the village by accident."

Yin Yin smirked at Wang Sledgehammer, "What happened to them later?"

"The people in the village were burned to death."

Yin Yin: "..."

She knew it was such a sad answer that she would not ask.

Linglong's eyes flashed. "So who were to be burned that year? Where are they now?"

Wang Sledgehammer groaned and sighed, "I was left in the Dragon Palace forever to serve the Dragon God."

Linglong's brows frowned. It seemed that those people had something on them, and the Dragon God could not put them back in the village. Afraid, it has long been quietly executed by the Dragon God.

He glanced at Wang Sledgehammer, "When will this year's sacrifice be held?"

Wang Sledgehammer's expression became stiff. "The day after tomorrow, the villagers will have to stay at home tomorrow and cannot go out."

Linglong buried her head. It seems that tomorrow is the last chance.

After having a brief meal with Yin Yin, Linglong pulled her back to the room. Yin Yin instinct what Linglong is planning.

"Xiao Lingling, what are you thinking?" Yin Yin draped facelessly.

Ling Long watched Yin Yin for a long time. He wanted to faint Yin Yin directly. It was the best way, but leaving her here in a coma alone, he couldn't be more relieved. But if she doesn't stun her, she will follow her.

How to do?

After hesitating for a long time, Linglong decided to tell Yin Yin the truth, "I need to go under the Baishuitan to see. All the secrets are hidden there. As long as I go there, everything will be solved."

What he didn't say was, if everything went well, everything would be solved. If it didn't go well ... then, like the villagers, he would have to stay in Dragon Palace to serve the dragon **** all his life.

And in the current situation, it is more likely that it will not go well.

But even if he didn't say it, how could Yin Yin not understand it. Not to mention Linglong is injured now, even under normal circumstances, he may not be the opponent of that dragon god. This can be described as dangerous.

She grabbed Ling Ling's sleeves and stared at him with a burning gaze, "Why not?"

Linglong looked at Yin Yin, put her hand on her face, and gently rubbed it a few times, "No."

Yin Yin immediately performed a stunt of three seconds of tears, and she soon burst into tears.

"Don't pretend to cry." Linglong squeezed Yin Yin's face. "We can't just sit back and wait, if we stay here and do nothing, it's a dead end."

Although she knew what Linglong said, Yin Yin didn't want to know that there was danger, so she let Linglong do it. She thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you."

really.

Linglong sank, "You obediently stay here until I come back."

"I don't!" Yin Yin rejected Linglong's proposal with a sigh of relief. "If you can't get something back, I will still be burned to death. Rather than burn them to death, I might as well be with you Die in the Dragon Palace! "

Linglong frowned at Yin Yin, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, "All right."

If you must die, then die together.

Yin Yin was waiting for the night with a heavy heart.

In fact, although she felt the trip was dangerous, wasn't Linglong the protagonist? With the protagonist's halo, you must be able to live forever?

In the past, when I read novels, I often talked about the protagonist's halo too wide, too many cheats. Now ... she just hoped that the aura would be bigger and the fingers would be more.

"Yinyin, don't worry too much, there is a certain number in it." Linglong pulled Yin Yin to her side and sat down, holding her somewhat cold hands.

"Um." Yin Yin nodded. "What do you think is in the Dragon Palace? Why are those people crazy after being imprisoned for a year?"

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"I guess that someone may be making some medicine from the villagers." Linglong thought for a while. "They were affected by the medicine, so they were unconscious."

"Drugs?" Yin Yin frowned. She had heard it. Qin Shihuang asked a lot of alchemists in order to live forever.

"I don't know exactly what medicine it is. I can't know until I go to the bottom of Baishuitan."

At the third change, Linglong, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes on time. He shoved Yin Yin, who was already a little confused, "Look, let's go."

"Um." Yin Yin rubbed his eyes and nodded at Linglong.

Although both Linglong and Yin Yin were injured, they are also martial arts people, and they want to sneak away while the villagers who do not know how to martial arts fall asleep.

Walked lightly to the bedside, pushed the window open, Linglong and Yin Yin went to Wang Daham's house smoothly.

Linglong led Yin Yin to walk towards Baishuitan with the memory of daytime.

The night was quiet and the whole village was sleeping.

At this time, Baishui Village looked a lot worse than the day, and always felt that ... it had a creepy meaning. Innumerable horror movies flashed across Yin Yin's mind.

Too much imagination is not necessarily a good thing.

She squeezed her dexterous sleeve tightly, for fear that the person in front of her blink would disappear. I can really hear the call of the beasts all around. It seems that at least at this point, Wang Sledgehammer did not lie to them.

Seeing that Baishuitan was already in front of him, the screams screamed again in the dark, "Ah ---!"

Yin Yin was startled and immediately screamed silently, covering her mouth.

Linglong's eyes froze and looked around. The sound seemed to come from under the Baishuitan.

But there wasn't even a place to cover all around. Where did people hide?

As Linglong was puzzled, a dark voice suddenly sounded behind his back. "Two people, don't sleep so late, what are you sitting here for?"

"Ah-!" Yin Yin really screamed out, Linglong turned around and blocked Yin Yin behind him, looking at the person in front of him coldly.

The visitor is the head of Baishui Village.

"That village chief is so late, what are you doing here?" Linglong asked coldly.

"Hum." The village chief snorted, turned around and walked forward, "the two want to go to Baishuitan? Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't get involved in Baishui Village."

Yin Yin poked his head from behind Linglong and looked at the village chief's back. "Actually, we don't want to get involved at all. You might as well let us go now."

The village chief stopped his footsteps: "This is something I can do nothing about. The formation of the village entrance is set by the dragon god, and even I go out."

"So you're not a dragon god?" Yin Yin asked.

"Oh, how could I be a dragon god, the two really lifted me up too much." The village chief stood smiling in the night and laughed, but the laughter sounded inexplicably sad.

"Actually, do you know that there is no dragon **** under the Baishuitan?" Linglong's cold voice mixed with the night breeze sounded a little colder.

The village chief's figure seemed to be shaking, and Yin Yin had the illusion that he would be blown away by the night wind in this way.

Seeing that the village chief did not deny it, Linglong continued to ask: "If you know, why should you let your villagers die?"

The head of the village turned round, and his expression overlapped with Li Li's expression that night. Yin Yin couldn't help frowning. What were they carrying?

"My grandfather was a very intelligent person. When I was young, I used to pester him and tell him stories." The village chief suddenly talked about the past. "One time, my grandfather asked me a question. He said that if one day you were driving in a carriage on the road, but the horse suddenly lost control and ran forward like crazy, you couldn't stop. At this time, you found a fork in front of you. There are three people standing on one road and there is only one person on the road, so which way would you let the horse drive to? "

He glanced at Linglong and Yin Yin and asked, "What do you say is the right one?"

Yin Yin frowned. This is clearly a paradox, no matter which side is wrong.

"There are few people," Linglong said.

The village chief smiled and said, "My grandfather said that at the time. Sometimes, only by sacrificing a few people can we protect the vast majority."

Yin Yin lingered in his heart, "Does it mean that if the sacrifices are not burned to death, other villagers will be in danger?"

"The anger of the Dragon God, but the disaster." The village chief turned and said, "Aren't the two going to Baishuitan? Come with me."

When Yin Yin was standing by the Baishuitan, she was still thinking about what had just happened. She looked at the calm waters of Baishuitan and asked, "How is this going?"

"You want to go down?" The village chief seemed a little surprised.

"Um." Linglong took a few steps around the waterhole. "Isn't the formation at the village entrance set up by Dragon God, I can only let him let us out."

The village head glanced at the pond water and said quietly, "Don't look for it anymore, Dragon God is here to pick you up."

Before understanding the meaning of the village chief's words, Yin Yin felt that her ankle was held by a cold hand. Looking at the pale hand that protruded from the pond, Yin Yin was pulled down without even screaming.

There was a loud noise, and there was a huge water splash near the pool.

Linglong was startled, "faintly !!!"

The author has something to say: Next time, Sailor Moon is fighting the dragon god! [Stop yourself ...]

ps: The carriage should be familiar to you, yes, it is the world's top ten famous paradox tram problems. =

It's still not reasonable to adapt it to an ancient version.

But as long as everyone understands what Wo wants to express _ (: 3 」∠) _