Thriller Trainee

The earthen house was not big to begin with, with more than thirty people crammed inside, and each person only had a place to stay.

After Anthony and his team came in, the other trainees in the Tsuchiya felt a little embarrassed.

Mainly because they didn't dare to go to the earthen house behind the old locust tree. The dove occupied the magpie's nest and occupied the position where they handed over food. They still sat here peacefully and let others catch them.

Seeing the vaguely hostile look on Anthony's face, Zong Jiu was very casual.

He put his hands down calmly, with a lazy expression on his face.

"Seeing that you didn't come back, we stayed for a while. Now that you're back, we're about to go out, so we'll say goodbye."

The white-haired young man smiled and waved, and everyone in the earthen house followed him out of the house.

[The quality of the newcomers here at the Magician is really good. They just faced a wave of terrorist attacks. It’s dark outside, so you dare to go out]

[The most important thing is that no one has raised any objection yet. Alas, everyone trusts the magician so much. I really look forward to their expressions when they find out that the magician is a mole23333]

[Now I have turned off all the live broadcasts next door, and I am just staring at this live broadcast room to see what this insider group can do]

"etc."

Just when the other team was about to step out of the earthen house, Anthony suddenly said in a deep voice, "Where is Yi Ruisi?"

coming.

Zong Jiu turned his head slightly, with an unpredictable light in his light pink eyes.

"He is from your team, it has nothing to do with us."

Others also realized that something was not quite right about the atmosphere and looked wary.

Xu Su muttered in a low voice, "No, it's crazy that they still come to ask us after their people have disappeared."

Anthony stared closely at the white-haired young man with a sinister expression, "Yi Ruisi has been following you."

"Oh." Zongjiu yawned lazily, "Did he follow me openly? Why didn't I see it? Is it possible that someone else is following me and I have to be responsible for his safety? I look like such a kind-hearted person. ?"

The two groups faced each other across the door frame of the earthen house, and the atmosphere was tense.

At this moment, a vague black figure suddenly appeared again in the rainy night.

Both teams looked there at the same time.

Azan in black walks in the rain.

Cold rain fell from high in the sky, flowing on the Garuda ribs above his head. The black robe was completely soaked and hung heavily behind him. Every step he took would make a puddle along with the rainwater.

He was covering his shoulders, blood seeping from his fingers, and his face was extremely ugly.

Look at the crowd gasping one after another.

Even Zhuge An, who had been staying out of the matter, became a little interested.

He is No. 3, and Azan in black is No. 4. From a certain perspective, in the definition of strength divided by the main system, their strength is very close.

No.4 were all injured, which is enough to prove the seriousness of this matter.

Not to mention being a trainee, the barrage is also flooding the screen.

[Damn it, why is the big man in black Azan injured? Did he act alone just now?]

[Yeah, in the second instance, you won’t be shown the camera when you act alone, I’m so curious]

[Can you hurt the black-clad Azan? ? Damn, this copy must be so terrifying, I’m scared, I’m scared]

Under everyone's gaze, Azan in black frowned and released his hand, revealing the hideous black wound underneath.

The strange thing is that even though he covered it for so long, blood still gushes out from the wound, mixing with the cold rain and quickly diluting it.

The knowledgeable old people exclaimed.

Such a wound that was difficult to heal seemed to have been injured by an extremely cold existence.

Azan in black brought back two pieces of information.

"The woman in the woodshed is dead."

Zong Jiu and the others could all think of that woman as the breakthrough point in this mission. How could an experienced old man think of it?

So after exploring the necessary information and verifying his suspicions, Azan in black went straight to the woodshed in the north of Tongbai Village.

When he arrived in front of the woodshed, it was already dark.

Previously, there were several villagers standing guard in front of the woodshed, but at night, all these villagers disappeared.

Azan in black suddenly felt suspicious, so he summoned a kid and asked him to go to the village chief's mud house to find out the news.

Then, he heard a conversation.

"Dad, what should I do about that stinky bitch? The traffickers will be here tomorrow!"

Wang Shou walked around the earthen house anxiously, sounding very restless.

"I asked you to act without mercy."

The old village chief hit the kang hard with his cigarette butt, "A full twenty yuan!"

Twenty dollars was a huge sum of money in this famine era.

The little girl Wang Shou sold before only got six yuan. Six yuan was the family's expenses for half a year, let alone twenty yuan.

Wang Shou also regretted, "I just wanted to play with my brother, but I didn't know that woman had such a strong temper."

"Forget it, forget it, that's it. We have important things to do tonight. You can take care of it tomorrow and then take the meat to the west entrance of the market to sell it. At least you can still sell it for one or two yuan."

The village chief hated that iron could not become steel, "We will keep half of it and store it in the water tank at the back, so that we won't have to worry about it during the winter."

...

The information contained in this passage was shocking enough to add to the answers he had already established.

Azan in black told the kid to keep an eye on the two people in the earthen house, then turned around and went to the woodshed.

If he guessed correctly, the woman should be dead.

If a person has just died, his soul will not immediately go to the underworld. As long as the corpse is still intact, Azan in black can try to use the soul-calling flag to draw out the soul and get clues from the dead's mouth.

There was a strong smell of blood in the woodshed.

The woman fell to the ground with her hands bound. Her body was stiff and covered with semen spots, green and purple, and no part of her body was intact.

There was a huge bloody hole on her forehead, and her eyes turned white.

There was a blood-stained woodcutter on the pile of firewood.

Perhaps it was because his daughter was sold and he was caught here and suffered so much humiliation that he became determined to die.

The black-clothed Azan silently recited a few rebirth mantras, and after making sure there was nothing unusual around him, he squatted down with the soul-calling flag and prepared to start calling souls.

At this moment, something unexpected happened!

The corpse's eyes suddenly turned, turning from empty white to clear black.

Her bloody nails suddenly grew and suddenly cut through Azan, who was unable to dodge, leaving a wound corroded by Yin Qi.

"I was careless."

This matter is not big or small.

In fact, Azan in black can be completely avoided. Because before preparing to summon the soul, he also deliberately sensed whether the woman had any resentment in her mind to prevent her from degenerating into a evil spirit.

but none. He didn't sense any ghost-turned-aura.

When it comes to dealing with ghosts, Azan in black can say that he is the one who does his job among all the trainees. After all, even Onmyoji only raises shikigami, not ghosts.

Even he didn't feel the resentment of the transformed ghost, which could only mean one thing.

The supernatural beings in this village are not resentful ghosts formed through ordinary means.

"Oh, I know that."

Zongjiu interjected, "It's the human heart that turns into a ghost. That's what the Yin woman in the temple said."

Azan in black frowned, "It's not easy for a human heart to turn into a ghost, unless there are extremely favorable conditions at the right time, right place, and right people... forget it."

"There is one more piece of information."

He looked solemn and said, "The people in this village have a nasty habit of cannibalism."

really.

Zong Jiu was not surprised.

Putting aside the hints his strange mission of "a perfect corpse" gave him, anyone with a little knowledge of the dark side of history knows that cannibalism is not uncommon throughout the famine eras of ancient and modern times.

Not to mention the ancient times, there was the "Dingwu Famine" from 1877 to 1878 in Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, and the "Eighteen Years of the Republic of China" during the Republic of China. Even in modern times from 1959 to 1961, due to the Great Leap Forward and the People's Commune, Severe three years of famine/famine.

Whenever there is a famine, the scene is much the same.

How tragic is the scene of famine?

Digging bark and roots, eating wild vegetables, eating Guanyin soil... everything that was edible was used to satisfy hunger and satiety.

In this extremely harsh situation, cannibalism has become a matter of course.

For humans, food is the basis of survival. If even the most basic necessities of survival cannot be guaranteed, then morality and laws will be reduced to a piece of paper.

In the end of all famines, corpses become a meal.

The horror of Dingwu's famine was both recorded or painted in "A Brief History of Disasters in Jin and Henan" and "A Picture of the Tears of Jin's Disasters". As long as someone dies of starvation, countless people will flock to the place, and even dig out the undecomposed body from the ground and put it in a pot for cooking. Some parents cannot bear to eat their own children, so they exchange their children with others to eat them. In the end, it even progressed to killing people and eating meat.

Qu Dajun, a poet in the late Ming Dynasty, wrote a poem called "The Sorrow of Vegetables", which talks about how people did not have enough to eat during the famine. A woman volunteered to work as a "vegetable waiter" in the market in order to keep her husband alive.

Vegetarians, as the name suggests, people who go to the vegetable market to sell themselves as vegetables are naturally called vegetable people. Human flesh was sold openly in the market, which is enough to imagine what a scene of purgatory it was like at that time.

"Wait, that's not right."

Just when everyone was shocked by the news that Azan in black was brought back, Zhuge An suddenly frowned.

"The market opens early in the morning. If Wang Shou wanted to sell human flesh, he would have to ask the butcher to clean and cut it overnight. Then why do they have to wait until the day after tomorrow to sell it instead of tomorrow?"

Azan in black was stunned, "I didn't pay attention to this either. They seemed to have said they were going to the temple tonight."

Now many people's expressions changed.

Azan in black didn't act with Zong Jiu's team, so he didn't know a lot of information.

For example, when they left the temple, Yin Po specifically told them that the temple would not open at night and they could only look for her during the day.

Reminiscent of the cold face of the old village chief when he came out of the temple, it is obvious what the intentions of those people in the village were to go there at night.

Zong Jiu looked stern, "Let's go, something might have happened."

As a result, just as he finished speaking and everyone rushed into the pouring rain, the cold voice of the main system sounded.

[Main mission of the mole's identity card: looking for a perfect corpse. mission failed】

Not only Zongjiu, but others also received the message.

[The main mission of the ordinary ID card: protect the villagers. mission failed】

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

[The main missions of the two camps have failed and cannot be determined. The copy of 'Famine Mountain Village' is being restarted...]

In an instant, the downpour stopped abruptly.

The surrounding scenery changed and returned to stillness.

Not far away, a trafficker pulled a car and was slowly driving towards the entrance of Tongbai Village.

Nearby, Wang Shou and the villagers were working together to tighten the hemp rope around the little girl.

The trainees stood in an open space, unable to move, and could only watch the prequel plot repeat itself.

Everyone had the same look of astonishment on their faces.

No one knows why the missions of the two camps failed at the same time, and no one knows why a mission with a time limit of seven days was directly destroyed by the group on the third day.

They don't know, and the barrage is even less clear. Everyone was discussing it and paying close attention to the latest developments in the live broadcast room.

[The copy ‘Famine Village’ was successfully restarted]

[This is the last restart of the dungeon. If the task cannot be completed this time, the entire team will be eliminated immediately]

[Extracting copies to restart punishment mode...]

[Punishment mode extraction completed]

All the trainees suddenly felt a long-lost hunger burning in their stomachs.

[Forced opening of "hunger" value]

[The upper limit of the hunger value is sixty. If the value drops to zero, you will die directly. Please be sure]