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Yu Ran lay in the coffin for a long time without recovering, he realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat and his forehead was also wet.

The pain just now didn't look like a fake, he really felt empathy with Feng Yue.

So the villager who bumped into him today didn't lie to him. Checking the coffin can indeed trigger some special plots.

Yu Ran's previous conjecture was 100% confirmed, but now the cooling time for answering the question is still four hours, they can only wait slowly.

"Yu Ran?" Yan Shiche looked at him suspiciously. In his eyes, the young man was lying in a coffin in a daze, motionless as if in a daze.

"Why are you sweating so much? What happened?" The man asked sharply, and he stretched out his hand to the young man.

Only then did Yu Ran move slowly, he put his hand in the man's palm, and stood up with a burst of force.

"I saw some scenes." Yu Ran slowed down and came out of the coffin, "It's Feng Yue's memories before his death. These are similar to what we guessed before, and I can probably confirm the final answer."

[Damn, it turns out that the coffin still has this function!I thought he just acted out of audacity! 】

[This is the key evidence, it is so difficult to find, except for a brave person like him, who would dare to drill into the coffin? 6666]

[I said why he got in there and lay there for 2 minutes, knowing everything.It turns out that you can still see the memory of the deceased before, absolutely.]

[To be honest, I think this is the biggest difficulty of this book. The clue of the cave burial is very clear. Old people who have gone through the script many times will follow the evil medium to go in, but the coffin is too taboo. Most people can only read it outside. Look, who would think of lying in it...]

[I have to say 666, this newcomer is really promising, Fire Tong Liu Ming]

【I don’t know if you guys are scared, anyway, I’ve called it several times, he’s definitely making a lot of money when this dungeon comes out...】

【Hey, but what did he see?How did you find out the answer all at once? 】

The number of people in the live broadcast room increased, and they all stared at the screen intently.

"Have you noticed, whether it's the location of the village and the burial cave, the number of the living and the dead, the ratio of males to females...these things in the village strictly follow the way of yin and yang balance—ah yes, even The names of the villages are like that, everything is deliberate."

The village and the burial cave are in the shape of a gossip yin and yang fish. The 44 villagers in the village correspond to the 44 coffins of the dead in the cave, and there are 22 males and [-] dead people.

One yin and one yang, one life and one death, one has one and one has nothing, this is the iron law of the village.

The birth of Twenty-Three broke this iron law.

She is the 23rd woman and the 45th stranger in the village.

All children are pure yang, and since she was born, the balance of the village has been broken, so the yin and yang in this world are reversed, and there is an abnormal weather of harsh winter and scorching sun.

From the mouths of the villagers, it can be known that Ersan's father and the village chief asked the yin medium for the ghost tree in the underworld, and used the ghost tree's yin to neutralize Ersan's yang.

But as Nian San grew older, his yang qi increased as a living person, and the ghost tree, which was originally yin, lost to the immature yang qi, and gradually withered, and the originally barely balanced yin and yang were once again destroyed.

The crops withered, the land was parched, and the villagers could not bear the pain of being scorched by the fire, so they sought help from the shadow medium.

Yu Ran speculates that if the village is to reach a balanced state again, then 23 males will be born, 23 females will be born, 23 males will die, and 23 females will die.

It just so happened that they came and broke into the village by themselves, and the few extra people needed them to take care of them.

"Then according to what you said, Er San and Feng Yue don't have to die at all." Yan Shiche said, "Wouldn't it be better to choose someone from among us?"

"Because we are not people in the village yet, and we don't belong to their way of balance. I said in Feng Yue's notes that this is their curse." Yu Ran replied, "Otherwise, why do you think the black media want to beat around the bush and create a Marriage in the dark? Only if you enter the ancestral hall in the village and make a wooden master, can you be considered as a person in the village."

"If the village wants to satisfy the balance, they need to choose two males and one female from among us, intermarry with the villagers, and make wood. I thought the 'one more' mentioned by the shady media was referring to you, but according to Rules, you are just one that I brought in—" Yu Ran considered, "A prop."

Yan Shiche shrugged, noncommittal.

"So what's the extra?"

"One man and one woman." Yu Ran said, "an external balance."

"They are afraid that this will affect the fortune of the village." Yu Ran said slowly, "Chen Tong is an example. She died in the village, but she cannot be counted as a villager, so the shady medium asked the carpenter to make a statue of the god with gloomy wood , the bull-headed horses in hell are afraid of the power of the gods, and if they can't hook Chen Tong's soul, she won't be able to enter the book of life and death..."

He suddenly changed the subject, "Do you know why Noyou Village is called Noyou Village?"

"No... no? No village?" Yan Shiche raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Yu Ran smiled, "Because this village is independent of Yin and Yang, and there is no such village in both worlds of Yin and Yang."

"They try to hide themselves from the five elements and gossip, in order to achieve a goal—"

"what?"

"...Eternal life." Yu Ran lowered his eyes, "If you live in this world with the name of a dead person, you will never die... You know, names have power. As long as the birth dates are the same, they can be easily replaced and fooled by fate. .”

"That's why, Ershisan's photo is in Feng Yue's Wooden Master, and why the living person's photo is in the dead person's tablet." Yu Ran sighed softly, "This is their secret."

"Well."

Yu Ran thought that Yan Shiche had some doubts, but when he saw the man staring at him with a frown, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What the hell did you see in there?"

Yan Shiche's deep voice sounded, he took a step forward, his sharp eyes looked back and forth on Yu Ran's face.

The kerosene lamp on the ground vaguely illuminated the silhouette of the man, and the aura that had been hidden for a long time suddenly became stronger at this moment.

Yu Ran backed away unnaturally, he frowned, he didn't like people looking at him like that.

"I said it." Yu Ran pursed his lips tightly, "Feng Yue's memories before her death."

"...Boss, do you really think you can fool me this way?" Yan Shiche chuckled lightly, with a very helpless tone.

He raised his hand and rubbed his fingertips on Yu Ran's temple, "It's all sweat."

The fiery temperature of the man's fingertips made Yu Ran tremble involuntarily. The sweat on his forehead that had been neglected suddenly seemed to condense into something, leaving along the cheeks, itchy and crisp.

"..." The young man cursed angrily in his heart that it's none of your business, turned his face away, and didn't want to talk to this overbearing Mr. Bodyguard.

"Forget it, let's go back first." Yan Shiche glanced over the female corpse standing aside, which had been ignored by the two of them for a long time.

He moved the charred corpse into the coffin, picked out the nails on her head, and before the other party had time to react, he closed the coffin lid and inserted the nails in.

After finishing all this, the man patted the dust in his palm, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the young man beside him frowning and dodged to the side, speechless for a while.

He wasn't so clean when he first lay down.

"Let's go." Yu Ran said, lifted the oil lamp on the ground and pushed open the door.

Nothing happened in the second half of the night. The two stayed in the ancestral hall and passed the night quietly.

This is the last day, and at midnight tonight it will be Feng Yue's first seven. When the time comes, the matchmaker will keep them, and the rest will be built into gods, and none of them will survive.

Of course, if they haven't revealed the secret before the end of the script time, they cannot avoid the fate of being captured alive by everyone in the village.

When he walked out of the ancestral hall, Yu Ran yawned so sleepy.

"Wait a little longer, there is still half an hour of cooling time to end." He rubbed his eyes, "If it's good, we can go out."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!--"

Before the words fell, a mournful howl filled the small courtyard.

It's Shen Tongyu's voice!

Yu Ran and Yan Shiche looked at each other, and walked towards the wing with a cold face.

At this time, the sky was about to light up, and a moon-white shadow was cast in the courtyard. The door of Shen Tongyu's room was wide open, like a black rumbling mouth.

In the middle, a person is hanging from the beam.

His face was as white as a sheet of paper, he was dying, his spine was broken, and he had long lost his life. There was a big bloody hole where his left arm was torn open. A small puddle of blood.

His whole body was blood-stained, hanging there like a red jaw in a pitch-black mouth.

Just below the sole of his foot was the severed head of a magpie.

"I...fuck..."

Cheng Xiyou and Qu Rui came late. Although they had expected that Shen Tongyu would not survive tonight, such a tragic scene still made them tremble with fear.

Yu Ran frowned.

He remembered a line in the nursery rhyme that the magpie laughed, the gongs and drums beat, and firecrackers were set off inside the coffin...

Shen Tongyu's blood dripping in front of him really looked like he was wearing a bright red groom's suit.

This thought made Yu Ran frowned in disgust.

The smell of blood in the room was so strong that no one could bear it. Everyone present retreated one after another, closed the door and went to the middle of the small courtyard to discuss matters.

"Why did another person die here?" Cheng Xiyou shrank his neck and trembled, "But now our only clue has been rejected by the script, so is it really going to be folded here?"

Qu Rui closed her mouth tightly, her face was pale, she shook her head, "No, there must be some way, there must be something I didn't think of!"

"But time is running out..." Cheng Xiyou was crying.

"No." Yu Ran interrupted his self-abandonment, "We found some evidence yesterday."

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over. Unknowingly, others became more and more dependent on him, and he would never doubt anything he said.

Yu Ran thought about it and told them everything he saw last night.

It's the last day, there's no need to hide anymore.

"Then...then we are saved!" Cheng Xiyou suddenly cheered, as if all the sorrow just now had been swept away.

"There are still 10 minutes left." Qu Rui said, "The cooling time for answering questions will end soon."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and everyone was concentrating on the countdown on the script, their eyes were burning, as if they saw the hope of life.

Until the last second, Yu Ran clicked into the answer box and wrote all the speculations in his mind.

But the moment he clicked submit, he frowned fiercely, subconsciously telling him that something was wrong.

But the fingertips have already touched the light screen panel.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the result.

During the waiting time while the answer was being submitted, Yu Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he cursed vaguely.

"wrong."

The crowd fell silent.

A line of small characters soaked out of the dark red blood on the light screen——

[Sorry, actor Yu Ran gave the wrong answer! 】

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Wuwuwu, the text name is stuck again, and "crazy batch" and "dog" cannot appear...

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 16 The unspeakable crimes and killings of bone relatives are the secrets they most want to hide

Before everyone digested the bad news, another line appeared.

[Because the correct rate of the system's assessment answers reaches 80%, the cooldown time has been shortened to 18 hours. Please continue to explore and improve the content of the script as soon as possible. 】

"18 hours? How long after 18 hours?" Cheng Xiyou asked quickly, "Do we still have time?"

Qu Rui looked at the remaining countdown of the script, 18:00:34.

"Enough...just right," she said.

Cheng Xiyou patted his chest and let out a long sigh, "That's good, there is still a chance."

From the moment the system announced that the answer was wrong, Yu Ran kept frowning in frustration, why didn't he find out?Such an obvious thing, such an obvious clue.

He had been thinking about what the village was going to do before, but he ignored a more important question, why they did this.

The karma and balance of this village cannot be a permanent closed loop. Even in order to achieve eternal life, no village must have a cause in order to achieve this effect.

The desire for eternal life is the purpose of everything, achieving the balance of yin and yang through dark marriage is the method of implementation, and Feng Yue's death and the villagers' coveting of them are the result.

Yu Ran has been exploring the cause of Feng Yue's death for a long time, and all his inferences are based on the suspicious points he saw in the village.

This made him naturally ignore that it is impossible for a village full of immortals to appear in this world out of thin air. Even a horror script must conform to the logic of cause and effect.

Then the question arises, what was the village like before immortality?

Why are there 44 coffins in the burial cave?

Villagers wear the name of the dead to achieve eternal life, so where did the dead come from?

And why is it exactly the same as the number and gender of the villagers?

It's all too deliberate.

These overly deliberate coincidences seem to be manipulating behind the scenes, and there must be a bigger conspiracy hidden in it.

"It's almost..." He straightened out all the details from his memory, subconsciously scratching his palm with his fingertips.

Where the scab had already scabbed, a little blood oozes faintly.

Yan Shiche's nose moved, his eyes were sharply staring at Yu Ran's fingertips, and he was about to grab his hand subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall.

The man's palm suddenly fell, and he heard the other party muttering to himself, "I see."

Yan Shiche frowned slightly, and followed helplessly.

Cheng Xiyou and Qu Rui were the only ones left standing in the courtyard looking at each other, before the mood of hope rising and falling was not relieved, the two turned around and left again, as if they had discovered something serious.

Cheng Xiyou looked at the back of them leaving with a complicated expression.

Maybe this is the love that he will never understand...

Yu Ran had no idea what his teammates were slandering behind him, he quickly opened the gate of the ancestral hall, squatted down and picked up the incense burner on the altar.

In memory, Feng Yue kept staring at this thing before she died.

In the last scene, Feng Yue's mental state was very bad, coupled with the pain he felt when empathizing with him, Yu Ran ignored many details.

But now that I think about it, this is actually a reminder from the other party——

Something was hidden in the censer so that she could not forget it until she died.

Yu Ran turned the censer full of incense ash upside down, and the table was filled with dust.

The pungent scent of incense instantly filled the entire ancestral hall, Yan Shiche covered his nose as soon as he entered, and was choked heavily.

Yu Ran didn't seem to be affected by the dust, he stared intently at the censer, and stretched out his fingers to pick out something in the dust.

It's a torn page from a notebook.

The paper was folded many times, and it was folded into a small square the size of a thumb, which was hidden in the incense burner.

If it weren't for Feng Yue's last reminder, Yu Ran would never have thought that the clue would be in such a place.

The paper in his hand was yellow and black, and it looked like it had been baptized for many years. The surface of the paper had been rubbed very smooth, as if it had been taken out and looked at many times.

On the paper was Feng Yue's delicate handwriting.

[Gengshen Year, Winter Moon Twenty]

Year of Gengshen—1980...today?

No.Yu Ran quickly denied this absurd answer in his heart, it was 1920, 60 years ago.

He can confirm that the handwriting on the paper is consistent with the notes in his hand, which means that Feng Yue has lived at least one year as a little girl.

Yu Ran blinked slightly, and continued to look back.

This note is very long, unlike the few paragraphs I found before, which are fragmented and do not form a chapter.

The handwriting on the paper was densely packed, almost sticking to each other. Some words couldn't be written at the end, so they shrunk into ant-sized balls and squeezed behind them.

Yu Ran browsed through it, because it was handwritten, so he couldn't read it fast, and the dark green eyes became darker as he went to the back.

"What's written on it?"

Yan Shiche stood beside Yu Ran, looking at him with his arms crossed.

"Some... interesting secrets." A smile leaked from the corner of Yu Ran's lips.

"Sixty years ago, this place was not called Youyou Village, but Fengjia Village." Yu Ran stood up, patted the incense ash in his palm, and briefly explained to Yan Shiche what he saw.

Everything Feng Yue knew was written on the paper.

At that time, Feng's Village was not as barren and barren as it is now. Originally, there was a wide dirt road across the hill, connecting the small town in the south and the village in the north.

Fengjia Village makes a living by guarding yin, exploring caves, and funerals. Every Fengjia villager has a good skill of perceiving yin and yang since childhood. As long as there is something to do in the town, they will pull the cart to the village to invite people.

Every day, there are endless streams of wagons and donkeys on the mountain roads, and the living people are pulled out, and the dead are pulled in, which can be considered lively.

One day, a down-and-out young man moved into the town. Because he smoked opium and liked to gamble, he was expelled from his family along with his wife and children.

After the young master moved in, he still didn't know how to repent, and lingered in the teahouses and restaurants in the town all day long. In less than half a year, all the money in his hands was spent.

When the wife heard about it, she committed suicide by throwing herself against the wall, and her son also contracted tuberculosis.

It wasn't until the death of his relative that the young master came to his senses. He sold the bottles and jars at home, and after collecting enough money for the coffin, he also went to Fengjia Village to find someone, hoping to find a place with a treasure of geomantic omens to bury his wife and children, so that they could die in peace.

The village chief was moved by his prodigal son's turning back, so he deliberately found a place with excellent Fengshui, and didn't ask him for a cent.

The young master returned home, used the spare money to start a business, and within a year he became a well-known young talent in the town.

Hearing about the virtue of his prodigal son returning to bury his wife and children, the matchmaker who proposed marriage almost trampled on the threshold of his house.

In his dream at midnight, the young master remembered that since the head of Fengjia Village found a Fengshui place for him, his fortune has been on the rise. Even his family members who once looked down on him have started to contact him, and their words and actions are more pleasant than usual.

He gratefully gave many things to the village, but the village chief refused to accept them, so he had no choice but to give up.

Later, he married his second wife. Less than two months after the marriage, she slipped and fell into the potbellied water tank in the courtyard, and was drowned alive.

People who do business are the most taboo about life and death, so the young master immediately went to Fengjia Village and visited the village head in person, hoping that he could help him again.

He gave a lot of money, and the village head naturally agreed.

Before the funeral, a huge amount of business fell on the young master like a pie from the sky. While making a lot of money, his respect for Feng's village increased to a higher level.

Unexpectedly, after hanging around the business wine table for a long time, the bad habits of youth have returned.

The son started to smoke and gamble again. He had squandered all his wealth within a few months. When he came to his senses, the house had been moved to nothing, and the foundation of the business he built was ruined.

The young master was at a loss, and suddenly remembered the village chief's kung fu in probing caves, and evil thoughts gradually arose in his heart.

He married a well-known tuberculosis ghost in the town as his wife, and did not give her medicine, food or drink, and after two months, the woman died of illness in bed.

The young master happily carried the man to Feng's Village.

The village chief sighed at him, and couldn't bear the sight of the innocent woman lying dead in the wilderness and turned into a lonely ghost, so he helped him again.

Sure enough, after the burial, the master of the family died suddenly, and the son soon inherited a large amount of inheritance, which was more money than he had earned before, and if properly arranged, it would be enough for him to squander his entire life.

However, people's greed is endless. After eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, the young master used up all his family property, he had evil thoughts again.

He married a young and beautiful wife, and tortured her to death on the wedding night.

When he went to Feng's Village again, the village chief had stopped seeing visitors, and told the villagers not to look at Feng Shui for the young master.

After being rejected, the young master was furious, and he hated the village chief even more.

Since he doesn't want to do things for him, he can secretly think about it.

The son sneaked into the ancestral hall of the village at night, and accidentally found an unknown ancient book in front of the statue.

He thought it was the secret book for exploring Fengshui in the village, so he sneaked back home and read it carefully with a light on.

After one night, the young master realized that the lines between the words were shocking and heavenly.

What is exploring the tomb to find Fengshui is just the tip of the iceberg, the most powerful thing is that it can make people live forever!

Having been immersed in shopping malls for many years, the young master saw the business opportunities at a glance.

The ancients began alchemy to seek the way of longevity since the time of Qin Shihuang. If he can make money from this, let alone the richest man in the town, no one will dare to stop him even if he is in the world.

The desire for money and power made the young master completely lose his humanity.

According to the ancient books, he stole the birthday horoscopes of 44 people in Fengjia Village, and secretly contacted several suitable wealthy businessmen, gathered enough 44 people whose gossips matched, and slaughtered the whole village overnight.

They put their own photos into the villagers' wooden masters, dug 44 yin and yang coffins, dug sunny burial holes in the south of the mountain, and enclosed the dead villagers one by one. eternal life.

But what everyone didn't expect was that once the Yin-Yang Formation was activated, they would never be able to leave this mountain again. Once they left Erli, their whole bodies would be burned into unbearable pain.

Immortality turned into a torture.

In order to prevent outsiders from discovering their vicious deeds, they dug mountain roads and completely sealed off the village.

Later, the name of the village also changed from Fengjia Village to Noyou Village, No Yes or No, they, like this village, were forgotten by time and disappeared in the torrent of history.

"These unspeakable crimes and killings are the secrets they most want to hide."

Yu Ran held the fragile paper and burned it on the fire, raised his head, and said to Yan Shiche: "Clean up, we can go out when the time is up."

Yan Shiche sighed, knelt down and collected the incense ash on the table into the incense burner.

Suddenly, he turned his head suddenly as if he had noticed it.

A gloomy tone sounded——

"Last night, I broke into the west wing privately and arrested them all!"

Yin Mei stood in the courtyard, his vicious eyes were like sticky poisonous snakes, which made people shudder.

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Don’t get fat~(.＞3＜)~

感谢在2021-08-3122:38:02~2021-09-0122:53:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Yuelinzi;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: kalor862 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!