Have fun with people [Quick Transmigration]

What a lifelike wax museum, what a meeting of villagers!

Look at the village elder, his old and serious expression, he looks no different from a living person.It's just that his body is still in the posture of dancing a great god, and behind him is a big bronze tripod, which is covered with incense ash inside, and the outside is also dirty, as if it has not been cleaned and used for many years, and it is covered with layers of ash.

The village elder's hand is still waving up and down. In fact, the hand is a ball of straw wrapped in clothes, and the fingers are dead branches, extending into the body.Because the clothes are a bit like Tan Li's, and the top is so big that it can't be seen from a distance!

And the reason why his hands are waving up and down is because of the little train that is still running on the ground...

Oh, a toy car.

The two straw hands of the village elder were set aside for a fixed range of movement because of the brackets. The hands were tied with silk threads, and the other end was tied to the small train. Because the fixed ranges of the two hands were different, they moved The trajectory is also different.

But this has a fatal flaw, that is, staring at it for a long time, it is easy to find that the village elder's hands are always moving according to a law.

If the chasing scene between Shui Huakong and Li Jing hadn't disturbed him yesterday, he should have discovered it when he checked yesterday!If he hadn't been staring at this place just now, he might have missed it today, no wonder...

Some mysteries were solved in Lin Nuozhi's mind, but more mysteries emerged one after another.

What is the truth?

The ancestral hall is very large, and there is a stone statue in the house, which is exactly the same as the one in the shrine in the village. When Lin Nuozhi first entered, he seemed to feel the fierce light from the eyes of the stone statue, and shot him from the beginning to the end, making him very uncomfortable .

The figure inside the house is no longer a wax figure, but a scarecrow. The wooden poles are inserted into the soil of the house one by one. The side facing away from the outside is painted with black paint. He is wearing miscellaneous clothes. He just came in Lin Nuozhi felt a gust of cold air blowing towards him, and unconsciously shivered.

Carefully searched all over this ancestral hall, except for scarecrows and wax figures, there is no living person here...

All the clothes are worn out and covered with dust, and even the lifelike wax figure is covered with a shadow, only the running train, brand new... This is what Lin Nuo saw in this village. The most advanced thing I have ever seen... a small electric train that runs on batteries.

Picking up the little train, the shadow in Lin Nuo's heart became heavier and heavier.

Who set up the little train, who did all the things in the ancestral hall, and what role did Tan Li play in it... In the whole village, besides the people he saw, who else was there?What the hell is going on here...

Why did he come here, what is the reason for the wrong date?What is the murderer's purpose?Who is the murderer?

A lot of questions are like knots that cannot be unscrewed, firmly occupying his brain, Lin Nuozhi feels that he can't breathe...

The most important thing is... what is the goal of this mission...

Lin Nuozhi let out a long breath, suppressed the boredom in his heart, and calmed himself down.

He looked up at the back mountain. This is the so-called Ancestral Mountain, and it is also the place where the dead are buried in Lingxi Village. Maybe there is something to be found there?It would be great if there was a way out.

But just two steps past, he spurned himself again, and he still unconsciously believed Tan Li's nonsense. How can this go up the mountain? It's a dirt road that looks like it can be walked, but it's only five or six meters, and then there's a steep rock Bi, unless he practices lightness kung fu, or let the spider bite him and take a gamble...

Strange to say, this body has no sense of Qi, and the meridians are blocked and narrow, completely blocking the possibility of him practicing martial arts. Otherwise, with the in-depth study of the exercises in the previous life, he could have created a more rapid one. His internal strength is enough to get him out of the predicament in front of him.

Lin Nuozhi was still pondering at the foot of the mountain, when Shui Huakong's shout came over.

When he ran out in a hurry, he saw the other party staying in the spacious field and looking around, like a frightened bird, he jumped twice when he saw him coming.

It turned out that Shui Huakong saw that he had been away for too long and thought that something happened, so he shouted for confirmation.

"However, the witch and the old woman are gone..." Shui Huakong pointed to the pond with his eyes.

Lin Nuozhi looked over, sure enough, the two living people and the corpses were gone.

He grabbed Shui Huakong's arm, and with a glance of his eyes, he knew that Shui Huakong's knot had not been tampered with.

"When did it happen?" Lin Nuozhi asked, "Didn't you pay attention?"

Shui Huakong said embarrassingly: "I was patronizing because I was afraid that someone would come to kill me, so I didn't pay much attention. When I went to see it again 10 minutes ago, they were already gone."

Then Shui Huakong asked him about the discovery of the ancestral hall, Lin Nuozhi gave him a deep look, and told him everything he had seen and heard.

The blood on Shui Huakong's face faded instantly, his lips moved, and in the end he just uttered a few unbelievable words.

It wasn't until the other party overcame the psychological barrier and followed Lin Nuozhi into the ancestral hall that he finally believed that what he said was true.

Shui Huakong stayed there for a long time squatting and crying bitterly. He thought, if he had known that he should listen to his wife's advice and just spend the night in the car, they would not come to such a weird village, and neither would his wife. He would die, he wouldn't encounter these messy things, how could he decide to go down the mountain without hesitation at that time, he was really dizzy!Now he can only hope that his friends will find them missing and call the police. The police will definitely not let this place go, right?

Shui Huakong thought desperately, but in fact he also knew that the possibility was very small.Lin Nuozhi thought about it last night. If Shui Huakong's friend called the police, the police should have come last night at the latest, but if they didn't come, there are only two possibilities. Either his friend didn't take it seriously and didn't call the police, or he had already Call the police, but the police don't know there is a village here.

Lin Nuozhi still remembered that from the memory of the original owner, this village was not recorded at all.At that time, he only felt that there were too many poor and remote villages in the huge land that had not been recorded, and he didn't take it to heart. Maybe only a certain group of people could enter this village?So, if that's the case, why are they able to come in?Is it because of some kind of commonality?

"You untie me. Now we know the truth about this village. At this time, we should work together to deal with that witch and press for the truth!"

Shui Huakong wiped his tears with his arm, stood up and said to Lin Nuozhi.

Lin Nuozhi gave him a fixed look, maybe he could believe him... because of him... Lin Nuozhi was startled by the voice in his heart, he looked at him complicatedly, and then untied his knot .

"We have to act together, but if you dare to backstab me, it's not as simple as being tied up." Lin Nuozhi said lightly.

His aura at this moment made Shui Huakong's heart thump, his legs were a little weak, he felt like he couldn't help but kneel down, Shui Huakong hopped covertly, as a way to activate his muscles and bones.What is the origin of this woman, isn't she just a donkey friend?

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, what's the use of thinking about it now, the top priority is to survive!get out!

Lin Nuozhi asked Shui Huakong to hold the bench, while he quietly held the dagger, and the two returned to the village vigilantly all the way.

Before going to the shrine, Lin Nuozhi looked at the houses on both sides, and motioned to Shui Huakong, and they kicked every passing house as they walked.Every room was just opened, and there was a musty smell blowing towards the face. Fortunately, the two stood far away in order to be on guard, otherwise they would have to cough and choke.

Seven or eight households have been opened in a row, and each household is empty, as if no one has lived in it for more than ten years, and there are cobwebs, dust and dirt everywhere.Lin Nuozhi felt more and more wrong.

"I always feel weird." Even Shui Huakong murmured aside, until the two opened another account, Lin Nuozhi finally knew what was wrong!

"Have you noticed that these rooms... no matter what is different on the outside, once you come in, the size of the space, the furnishings, and even the direction of the fallen chairs... are all the same." Lin Nuozhi said, pointing to the hanging in the center The black and white posthumous photo signaled to Shui Huakong, "Look, even the posthumous portrait looks the same!"

Shui Huakong ran to the next room, and it was exactly what the other party said!It's just that there was too much dust before, and I was always paying attention to whether there was anyone, so I didn't react for a while.

Although it was daytime, Shui Huakong only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his brain, but he had just seen a bunch of wax figures and scarecrows, and now he was sweating coldly without a brain blank.But Lin Nuozhi's next sentence made him turn pale again.

"Have you noticed that these portraits are all young, and their outlines are... a bit... weird?" Lin Nuozhi jumped onto the dilapidated altar, took one of the portraits, and he blew off the dust on it. On the photo frame is a smiling face. This is a woman with delicate eyebrows and slightly drawn lips. The black and white photo can't block her beauty, but looking at those crooked eyes is quite weird.

There are two rows of black and white photos hanging on it, but they are all young people.None of them are old, which is already very strange from this point of view.

First of all, there are still photos left in such a backward village?

Secondly, the portraits left behind are all young, and there is no memorial tablet, and there is no name on the photo.

the last point……

"Look at this picture... I think it looks a bit like that witch?!"

Shui Huakong's trembling words directly awakened Lin Nuozhi.

"No!" He shook his head indifferently, facing Shui Huakong quickly pointed to him the same action, he suddenly smiled, "You are wrong, not just like that witch...but like all of us."

Yes, every photo...has a place that can correspond to the appearance of each of them, whether it is Tan Li, Jing Yue, Shui Huakong, Li Jing...or him.

Lin Nuozhi didn't notice it at the beginning, not only because he didn't know much about his appearance in this life (after all, there is no mirror here, and his appearance can only flash past when the original owner looked in the mirror in his memory), and these The photos cleverly disassemble everyone's facial features and put them together into these photos.

For example, this one is Li Tan's eyes, Shui Huakong's nose, Tan Li's lips, Jing Yue's outline... This is a woman.

This one looks like Shui Huakong's forehead, Tan Li's eyes, Li Tan's cheeks and lips, Jing Yue's nose... This is another man.

All of them looked straight at the camera with a slight smile on their lips.It seems to be mocking them for being overconfident.

That's why Lin Nuozhi felt that these photos were weird, with similar camera angles, similar expressions, similar looks, and too young.

If it wasn't for a picture that probably condenses more of Tan Li, it looks particularly delicate and beautiful, and it is broken by the water painting, he would not be able to realize it so quickly.

Shui Huakong took a few glances, and the photo frame in his hand fell to the ground, revealing a crisp sound, which woke Lin Nuozhi awake.

The two of them looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

The houses here are full of dust, and when you walk in, you can leave a footprint. Although these photos are very clear and have many doubts, he doesn't think anyone can deliberately make them old.

Could it be that they gathered here... It wasn't a coincidence, but did they really have something to do with this place?