Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Ling Huang was dragged by Li Yan's arm and ran for more than ten minutes, when a large open space appeared in front of him.

In the middle of the open space is an old wooden house, there should be people inside, and the windows are shining with soft warm light.

But there's nothing relaxing about the place other than the light in the windows.

Ling Huang and Li Yan cast their eyes on the dry well in front of the wooden house together.

A wooden frame was built for the dry well, and a light bulb was hung on the frame, flickering like a bad connection.

When it lights up, people can see a man lying next to the well, no, it should be said to be a man's corpse.

"Is it him who made the cry?" Ling Huang pointed over there, "Go and have a look?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Li Yan took a torch and shone it on Ling Huang's face.

Ling Huang closed his eyes to avoid the glare of the flames.

He was afraid, so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the shirt that had been dried by the fire before was soaked again.

Pushing away Li Yan's torch with his own torch, Ling Huang said, "If you're afraid, you'll be afraid. You still have to do what you have to do, otherwise why don't you sit and wait for death?"

"It makes sense." Li Yan echoed with a smile, "If you're really scared, you can hug my arm like before and lie on my shoulder. I don't mind."

"...It's not like I'm scared every time."

Li Yan smiled and pulled Ling Huang to walk over. The lights on Inoue cooperated especially, and the light suddenly lit up.

Ling Huang hugged Li Yan's arm and pressed his eyes to the dead man's back for a moment when he saw clearly the tragic state of the dead man.

It's over, I'm sure I'll be made fun of by this person.

However, Li Yan didn't express any opinion on Ling Huang's action, but just hugged Ling Huang's waist back with his backhand, and took a torch in the other hand to carefully illuminate the corpse.

"I just died, the blood is not dry yet, the body should have been cut open by a relatively large sharp weapon, the wound from the left shoulder to the lower right abdomen is very continuous, there is no trace of being hit many times, so..." Li Yan paused at this point paused.

"So what?" Ling Huang shrank behind Li Yan and asked.

"So, why is your waist so thin?"

Feeling a big hand squeeze his waist, Ling Huang patted his hand away and took two steps aside.

Suspiciously looked at Li Yan several times, is this person his little troublemaker?

Although it was a completely unfamiliar face, the inexplicable sense of familiarity could not be ignored.

Let's say it's familiar... and I always feel that there are obvious doubts about this person, and it's because I can't trust him completely.

Without a good basis for an accurate judgment, Ling Huang simply didn't worry about the person's credibility and turned to look at the corpse.

Ling Huang was afraid of ghosts, but he was not afraid of dead bodies. For a long time, he didn't see any sign that the person lying on the ground was about to cheat the corpse. He gritted his teeth, ignored Li Yan, and knelt down to lift the back of the dead man's head.

The cut on the man's shoulder was very deep, and Ling Huang's head almost fell off with such a move.

"There is no number on the back of the neck." Ling Huang wiped off the blood on the back of the man's neck and looked at it carefully for a long time. "His terrified expression must be something he saw before he died."

"Little white rabbit?" Li Yan asked.

"Not at all." Ling Huang put down the man's head and rubbed the blood on the rough bricks at the mouth of the dry well, "The little white rabbit is not so scary yet."

"So scary? What could it be?" Li Yan asked with his head tilted.

Ling Huang squatted there and looked up at Li Yan, not to mention, this man looks very good, tilting his head to look cute is very lethal.

"Is this the first time you have entered the game of no fixed kill?" Ling Huang asked.

"...What? Do I look very experienced?" Li Yan looked slightly hesitant.

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it." Ling Huang smiled and stood up, "As for the corpse, if we want to find out, we have to go into the wooden house and see if there is anyone inside, if there is, maybe we can find witnesses. "

After speaking, he held up the torch and wanted to leave.

Li Yan pressed his shoulder, "Don't move."

Ling Huang was actually very upset at this time.

If this person is Li Xiaonao, theoretically he should be able to recognize it from Ling Huang's speech and behavior, which he did not deliberately pretend.

When Ling Huang asked that question just now, this person acted in a perfunctory manner.

Ling Huang intuited that this guy was either something of unknown origin pretending to be something Ling Huang was familiar with, or Li Xiaonao was really playing with him, no matter which one it was, it made Ling Huang feel very unhappy.

Being clasped again by the shoulders, Ling Huang jumped up angrily, and with a "tsk", he quickly grabbed Li Yan's wrist and pulled it forward forcefully, bending over to withstand an over-the-shoulder fall.

"Ah!" Li Yan's entire back hit the ground, curled up in pain, "Ah Huang...you are too cruel..."

"Ah Yue?" Ling Huang was startled, and hurried over to help him up, "Why are you pretending to be Li Yan?"

"Trying you..." Ah Yue rubbed her lower back and whispered, "I think your eyes look a bit like Ah Huang, but I didn't dare to mistakenly recognize myself, so I casually introduced myself as Li Yan, and then you froze for a moment, we It is basically certain that you are A Huang."

"I didn't expect you to be Ah Yue, you really pretended to be."

"Of course, I know both of you very well, even if the appearance is different, I can still pretend to be like that... Ouch, it hurts me to death, I am A Huang, I am A Huang, it is almost too cute to show you how cute you are." I'm dying."

Ling Huang rubbed his lower back for him, "Didn't you never break through an indeterminate situation? Why does it feel like you know something?"

"Are you talking about choosing a rabbit?" Ah Yue put her arms around Ling Huang's shoulders and pressed her body weight, "Oh, because I spent points to open the door and there will be a gift."

"What gift?"

"There is a reminder for me when I enter the door, huh."

Ah Yue took out a rabbit doll from her trouser pocket, Ling Huang took it in his hand and looked at it, and saw seven small characters on the base of the doll:

Hit the top, pick the number, carrot.

"The killing game in the underworld is quite humane. Is this supposed to be cheating for you?" Ling Huang returned the rabbit to Ah Yue, "I've completed the number selection at the top, what does the carrot mean?"

"According to my understanding, let's take good care of our own root..."

Ling Huang slapped Ah Yue on the head.

Ah Yue let out an "ah" and cried, "I don't know, but it must have something to do with rabbits. Rabbits like to eat carrots."

Ling Huang looked back at the corpse on the ground and fell into thought.

"I told Yu Lantern not to let you in, why did you come in?" Ah Yue leaned over, rubbing her arm against Ling Huang.

"If you were replaced by me, wouldn't you come in?" Ling Huang waved his hand, "Let's go, let's take a look inside the wooden house."

"What about Li Xiaonao when you come in?" Ah Yue's nose was a little sour, "It's not easy for you to get to where you are today."

"He also came in. We must find him quickly. He and I were not the ones to open the door, and we didn't get any hints. I'm afraid he made a mistake from choosing the rabbit... Hurry up."

"Oh." Ah Yue followed Ling Huang obediently.

"That's right." Ling Huang turned and stared at him, "Don't say your name is Li Yan anymore, I'm afraid Xiao Nao will think you're a ghost who came to confuse me, and might rush up and beat you up."

"That's not just right, whoever beats me will be Li Xiaonao, we don't need to try to identify it anymore." Ah Yue said.

Ling Huang's eyes lit up, "Wise!"