escape death game

"The village chief... the village chief is dead!"

"They killed the village chief!!"

There were several calls outside the house, and there was a "click", the sound of the door being locked.

Xiao Keai turned around in astonishment, saw the door was locked and rushed to the window quickly, only to find that the window had already been sealed from the outside.

"and many more!"

He patted the window hard and said angrily, "What's the matter with you!"

In the yard outside, Mama Shan was leaning on a cane, with a group of extremely angry villagers behind her.

She stared at the two people in the room with sinister eyes and an indescribably sinister tone of voice: "These two foreigners killed the village chief, and we will make them pay the price!"

"Kill them!"

"Make them pay!"

Xiao Keai: "..."

"We didn't kill the village head at all!"

He said, "When we came, he was already dead, he was killed by Li Xiaoli—"

"shut up!"

Mammy Shan interrupted him, and slammed her cane heavily on the ground, "You are the ones who attracted the evil spirits, and you are the ones who brought the disaster!"

"That's right! You disaster stars!"

"It's all because of you that so many people died here!"

Xiao Keai: "Damn it, you still have to be shameless! So many of you bully the two of us, are you embarrassed?"

Mother Shan didn't care about his words at all, she just sneered: "Damn it yourself! Lock them up and burn them tonight!"

"Burn them!"

The other villagers responded one after another, all with excited expressions, and they left here surrounded by Mama Shan.

Xiao Keai watched them leave, and turned anxiously around the window, but when he turned around, he saw the hanged body of the village chief.

"..."

He gasped, almost screaming.

On the other side of the room, Lin Qiao didn't seem to realize his situation.He calmly walked around the house and said, "The windows here are all sealed."

"Of course,"

Xiao Keai said with a sad face, "It's definitely impossible for them to let us escape."

"Do not,"

Lin Qiao shook his head and carefully observed the window on one side, "It was sealed a long time ago."

Xiao Keai was taken aback: "What?"

Lin Qiao moved a stool, stepped on it under Xiao Keai's shocked gaze, and let down the village chief who was hanging from the beam.

"Come and have a look."

Xiao Keai waved his hand: "No, no, I'll forget it, you can do whatever you want."

"He's not the village chief,"

Lin Qiaodao, "Or rather, it's not the village chief we met when we first came to the village."

"Not the village chief?!"

Xiao Keai was startled, and immediately wanted to come up to take a look, but was forced back by the smell of the village chief.

"It stinks!"

He pinched his nose and frowned, "Why is it so smelly, brother, don't you feel bad?"

Lin Qiao looked normal and said: "He has been dead for a few days."

Xiao Keai was taken aback again, silent for a few seconds, and his face suddenly changed.

"...Wait, could it be that the person we met when we first entered the village was a fake village head?"

He said, "And the real village chief died a long time ago?"

"possible."

Lin Qiaodao, "Only the real village head knows where the cemetery is, that is to say, we should go to the cemetery."

"But we're locked up now, and at night they're going to burn us."

Xiao Keai thought of something again as he spoke, with a nervous expression on his face, "Brother, did you hear the singing when we entered the door?"

Lin Qiao said: "I heard it."

Xiao Keai: "Could it be Li Xiaoli who sang it?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced up cautiously.

"do not know,"

Lin Qiao pondered, "But I have a guess... Let's find a way to get out first."

The village chief's house is an old house, and the door is also an old wooden door.Lin Qiao pulled out his short knife and stabbed it hard into the wooden door. For a moment, sawdust flew, and there was a long and narrow opening in the door.

Xiao Keai was at the side to help, and after about half an hour, a hole that could accommodate a hand was dug out.

Xiao Keai glanced at the sky outside, and said: "What to do, the outside is locked, we still can't get out at this speed—"

click.

Lin Qiao: "The lock is unlocked."

Xiao Keai: "???"

He stared dumbfounded at Lin Qiao retracting his hand, with a long and thin wooden stick between his fingers.

Lin Qiao: "Let's go."

"..."

The door was pushed open, and there was no one guarding the house.They bypassed the village chief's house and left from the back hill.

It is dusk now, and the sky will be dark.Lin Qiao and Xiao Keai walked around the forest for a while, and when they came out again, they saw the house halfway up the mountain in front of them.

The setting sun poured down from the half side of the mountain, and the whole house was sunk in the dim light, deserted and lonely.

Lin Qiao stopped and said, "I want to go to the second floor to have a look."

Xiao Keai hesitated and said: "Then... I will go in with you, anyway, if we are going to die, we will die together."

Lin Qiao nodded, and stepped into the house for the third time.

The rope was still hanging on the second floor, because it was getting darker than last time, and it was almost impossible to see the front when walking in the corridor.

Lin Qiao walked slowly to the room at the end of the second floor.

The pitch-black room was dark, and a chill came out from the door, as if a ghost covered in blood was dormant in the depths of the room, staring faintly at the outsiders.

Xiao Keai stood cautiously at the door, not daring to vent his breath.

Lin Qiao walked into the room step by step, let the darkness surround him, closed his eyes, and sang a song softly.

"Turn over the flower rope, wrap it around your fingers and tie a knot."

"Pull the thread, draw out the shape, the tricks are so cute..."

His voice was clear and sweet, and it diffused lightly in the room without echo.

Outside the house, the sun slowly set into the west mountain, and the last ray of light and shadow also sank into the darkness.At the moment when dusk and night alternated, something suddenly fell in the room——

crunch.

A small skeleton hangs in the center of the room, its head tilted to one side, and a pendant hangs from its neck.

Xiao Keai: "Could this be... Li Xiaoli's child?!"

Lin Qiao didn't speak, he gently supported the skeleton's head, and took off the pendant.

At the end of the pendant's slender chain is a small box filled with off-white powder.

Xiao Keai: "What is that?"

"Ash,"

Lin Qiao whispered, "Sister Shan said—the ashes of evil spirits."

He put away the pendant and looked up at the skeleton in midair.

The toddler's skeleton was strangled by a rope that dangled from a skylight in the roof—behind that, there was a hidden space.

"I gonna go see."

Without hesitation, Lin Qiao put down the skeleton, grabbed the rope and climbed into the skylight.

Xiao Keai looked up at the small entrance, and after waiting quietly for a few minutes, he finally heard the sound of Lin Qiao falling from above.

"Found the cemetery."

-

The village cemetery is hidden among the mountains and can only be found by looking through a small window on the roof.

The forest at night was shrouded in darkness, and the forest surrounded the cemetery. Dozens of tombstones glowed with a gloomy cold light under the moonlight.

As soon as Lin Qiao arrived at the cemetery, he found a special tombstone. It stood in the middle of the cemetery and was a few inches higher than the surrounding tombstones, so it was also particularly abrupt.

By the moonlight, Lin Qiao and Xiao Keyai saw clearly a line of words engraved on the tombstone - the tomb of Li Xiaoli.

"Sure enough, she's here,"

Xiao Keai breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "We already have ashes and found her grave, what should we do now?"

Lin Qiao was silent for a few seconds, and said, "It's not quite right."

Xiao Keai was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"The tombstones around here... are not quite right."

Lin Qiao's eyes fell on a tombstone next to Li Xiaoli, and he frowned slightly.

It was an old tombstone, very old.The owner of the tombstone is a man named "Wang Guixiang".

"Wang Guixiang?"

Xiao Keai said, "Who is this, I don't know him."

Lin Qiao said: "The mother-in-law who brought us breakfast is called Wang Guixiang."

Xiao Keai: "..."

"If I'm not mistaken,"

Lin Qiao looked around, and slowly put one hand on the dagger at his waist.

"Buried here is the whole village."

call--

As the wind blew across the hills, under the cold moonlight, a group of figures quietly emerged.

Xiao Keai: "Ghost... There is a ghost!"

"..."

Around the cemetery, the whole village stared at Lin Qiao and Xiao Keai indifferently.They all held torches, and the flames flickered, illuminating the pale faces.

——Under their feet, there is no shadow.