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Hearing this, Li Le suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart. He looked at the people in the Chen family troupe with a hint of pity in his eyes. These are truly pitiful people.

But this emotion quickly passed.

Regardless of whether what Chen Da said was true or false, Li Le knew that he seemed to have no way to intervene.

If it was true, he couldn't help the remaining people, even if the points could be redeemed in the mall, but he didn't have so many points. Besides, spending so many points to save insignificant people, he wasn't that great.

If it is false, then whether the remaining people are alive or dead has nothing to do with him.

Let go of helping others and respect the fate of others.

They came here because of money and exchanged their lives for money. This is an equal exchange.

"What is going on in Fanjia Town, and what is the identity of the ancestor of Fanjia?" Li Le put his emotions aside and asked.

"Fanjia Town is a famous ghost town within a hundred miles."

Chen Da answered truthfully:

"Actually, Fanjia Town was a well-known wealthy town two to three hundred years ago. Relying on the abundant jade produced in the local area, people lived a prosperous and comfortable life. This is documented in history."

"But one day a hundred years ago, Fanjia Town was suddenly shrouded in fog. The fog lingered for a long time, making it impossible for outsiders to enter."

"It wasn't until a month later that the fog dissipated. When outsiders entered Fanjia Town again, Fanjia Town was empty."

"Of course, there are also people who want to take the opportunity to mine jade. Unfortunately, those people will stay in Fanjia Town forever in various ways."

"As time goes by, no outsider dares to enter Fanjia Town rashly."

"Then how did you know that you can get a lot of money by singing opera here?" Li Le asked again.

"The Chen family's opera troupe is inherited from our ancestors. I lost my father when I was young and followed my grandfather around. Although my grandfather was born in an opera troupe, he also learned some Feng Shui techniques from an old Taoist."

"He told me that this Fanjia Town is a natural place where yin gathers. The ghosts of people who die here will not leave. On the contrary, because of the nourishment of yin energy, their souls will become stronger and stronger, and can even appear in the daytime. Their appearance looks similar to No different from ordinary people.”

"Fifty years ago, when the Chen family theater troupe was desperate and facing disbandment, my grandfather brought me and eleven desperadoes here."

"I sang for the ancestor of the Fan family for three days. Although I was the only one who made it out alive in the end, I did gain incredible wealth."

"So, you want to do it again?" Li Lele asked. Sure enough, there is no shortage of people in the world who want money rather than life.

"There is no other way. The Chen family theater troupe is once again in dire straits. I also have to consider leaving some money for my descendants."

"The same goes for them. They are seriously ill or have ruined their families. If they don't leave some money for their families, they won't feel at ease even if they leave."

Chen Da pointed to the person in the distance and said: "Moreover, if you die in Fanjia Town, your soul will not be scattered, and you can even continue to exist as a soul with memories."

"This... can also be said to be eternal life in another sense."

Hearing this, Li Le looked at Chen Da in surprise. What kind of nonsense is this?

He thought of the ferocious-looking townspeople in the square, like monsters, and he would rather not have such eternal life.

"Since you are making such wild claims, why do you count me among these 12 people?" Li Le thought of something and said, "Wouldn't it be better for you to die by yourself?"

Chen Da looked up at Li Le, his eyes were cloudy and shocked.

"Your grandfather, plus the troupe and you, there are thirteen people in total, but you are the only one who survived."

"This time there are twelve people in your troupe including you. Then, you met me by chance on the road. At the gate of Fan's house, you called me a birthday gift."

"In other words, every time we perform a three-day opera here, twelve people will die."

"Four died tonight, and four will die tomorrow night and the night after tomorrow."

"So, if you fill that gap with me, it means you can get out alive."

Li Le told his speculation in an understatement, with a calm expression.

But Chen Da looked at Li Le like a monster, his throat rolled, and his whole body even trembled slightly.

"Don't get excited, you still have a play to sing, don't die so early." Li Le smiled: "One last question for you, will the souls of the four people who just died reappear in Fanjia Town? If it happens, will I still be able to sing?"

This is Li Le's biggest concern.

Now that there are only a few people in the troupe, it is basically impossible to guarantee that a complete play will be sung. If he wants to complete the task, he can only try to ask the ghost to sing a play for him.

Chen Da nodded.

Hearing this, the smile on Li Le's face instantly became extremely bright. He loosened Chen Da's collar and patted it gently: "Go and sing your play well. I'll wait for your good news."

Chen Da: "?"

After saying that, Li Le walked out of the town.

Chen Da stood there with a smile on his face until Li Le disappeared into the darkness. Chen Da turned around and his eyes became sinister.

He walked up to the remaining members of the troupe, said a few words, and then walked towards Fan's house.

He was going to try to persuade the Fan family ancestor to take action and kill Li Le. Although there was little hope, he had to give it a try, otherwise...

Chen Da had a strong premonition, otherwise, he would be the one who died in the end.

He remembered that he had also relied on this method to escape death and let his grandfather who wanted to harm him die for him.

In Fanjia Town, the ancestor of the Fan family is the real master, in charge of everything, including life and death.

Chen Da moved very quickly through the dark streets and arrived in front of Fan's mansion.

Li Le stood in the darkness with a sneer on his lips. Sure enough, this old guy has never been a good person.

Li Le followed Chen Da and headed to Fan Mansion.

The idea of ​​the first task is basically clear. Continue to listen to the remaining two scenes. If the task is not completed, then let the ghost sing for him.

But there were still too few clues about Mission 2, and he needed to go to Fan Mansion.

This time, I didn't go secretly, but went openly.

As for the reason, it was very simple. He felt that the ancestor of the Fan family could not defeat him, especially after exploring the Fan Mansion, he became even more convinced.

Confidence comes from strength.

dong dong dong...

Ahead, Fan Mansion was still brightly lit. Chen Da walked to the door and gently rang the door knocker.

The door opened a crack, and Butler Liu with a pale face appeared at the door.

Chen Da bowed his head in front of Butler Liu and spoke in an aggrieved tone. As for the content, Li Le knew it without having to listen. It was nothing more than asking the ancestor of the Fan family to take action against him.

However, what Chen Da didn't know was that while he was speaking, Butler Liu was looking at Li Le in the distance.

Li Le smiled slightly at Butler Liu, and then made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Butler Liu responded with a soft click.

Chen Da looked confused and fell to the ground. Until his death, he did not understand why Butler Liu would take action against him.

After easily squeezing Chen Da to death, the pale-faced Butler Liu clasped his fists at Li Le, then turned sideways, fully opened the two doors, stood by the door, took some time to relax, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Master, the ancestor of the Fan family has invited me."