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Yan Shiche raised his hand to cover the photo, which just happened to cover Yu Ran's palm.

"Are you still watching?"

Yu Ran said: "It's just that I wasn't vigilant just now."

He calmly took the photo out of Yan Shiche's hand and turned it over.

The girl's name, Feng Yue, was written on the back.

Well, now I know the name of the owner of the note.

Yu Ran pieced together the clues in the notes.

The five diaries all record fragmentary fragments of life, which can be pushed back to around the end of 1979 from the October to the winter months of the lunar calendar in Jiwei.

The owner of the note, Feng Yue, lives with her younger sister, Er San, in a family of four.His father was a carpenter in a village, so he had a stubborn personality.The mother doesn't know what to do, she may be a country housewife, with a gentle and virtuous personality, and she loves her two children very much.Feng Yue is cheerful and lively, and treats his younger sister Twenty-San very well.

Their family lives well, and their mother occasionally makes dresses for their two daughters, which is aesthetically pleasing and has a taste for life.

The relationship between the Feng family and its relatives seems to be a little stiff. In the conflict, Er San bears the brunt of it and is deeply hostile.

During the time period recorded in the diary, something seemed to have happened. The carpenter became very irritable, and despite Feng Yue's dissuasion, he locked the young Er San in the house.

It must have been bad enough to silence the mother too, leaving her little beloved daughter alone.

And the result of the matter probably has something to do with the ghost marriage.

"Not right."

Yu Ran groaned, and found a doubtful point that he had been ignoring.

In a mountain village in the 80s and [-]s, the carpenter's family lived by heavy physical labor, but there were no males, which in itself violated the historical background and social common sense.

This is the first doubt.

Second, there is a more obvious problem.

Yu Ran's fingertips traced Feng Yue's handwriting.

"Look." He said to Yan Shiche, "Before we were limited by our own cognition. In this era, this level of education is definitely not what a girl born in a desolate mountain village should have."

Feng Yue's handwriting is clean and elegant, and the narrative logic is smooth, which is a sign of a good education.

"One more thing." Yu Ran squeezed the photo, "I don't think that in this kind of place, these villagers would have the interest to go to the photo studio in the city to take pictures."

A strong sense of disobedience and weirdness lingered in his heart.

What's wrong.

There must be something that none of them have discovered.

The chain of clues is missing a crucial link.

Yu Ran thought: "Is there something we haven't searched for?"

"West Wing?" Yan Shiche asked.

"Well, find a way to get in." Yu Ran folded the notes one by one and stuffed them into the backpack, "I'm sure the clues are definitely more than these things, if you can't find them in the west wing, then it's possible..."

He stared at the black and white photo in his palm, and suddenly smiled.

"Maybe what?"

"It's very likely that someone has done the same immoral thing as me." He looked at the man with a mocking smile, "There are key clues that have been deliberately hidden."

"So you tore these things off in advance?" Yan Shiche looked into his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You already knew?"

"I don't know." Yu Ran said confidently, "But it doesn't prevent me from hiding clues. I won't leave 50% chance of survival to others, but I didn't expect someone to strike before me."

Yan Shiche froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

The search in the afternoon by everyone still found nothing new.

The heavy atmosphere continued into the night.

Cheng Xiyou and Qu Rui went to light the incense in the ancestral hall after dinner, and the rest of them also returned to their rooms.

Another night slowly fell.

Yu Ran was woken up in the middle of the night last night and didn't sleep well at all. As soon as he lay down, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep directly.

The night is very dark, and the small courtyard is filled with the smell of burning incense, and the fragrance also penetrates heavily into the window panes and cracks in the door, soothing the tense nerves of outsiders and creating a hazy and fragile sense of security.

Swish, swish, swish, swish...

The continuous chewing sound, like sharp and fine teeth crushing rotten meat, one bite, one bite, swish, swish, swish, swish.

Yu Ran woke up from a light sleep.

He didn't open his eyes immediately, and quietly slowed down his breathing.

The chewing sound got closer and closer to him, and finally almost whispered against his cheek.

A sticky, fishy smell hits the face, like a clammy snake belly swimming on the skin, carrying the rotten smell of rotten fish.

The chewing stopped.

Yu Ran suddenly opened his eyes, endless darkness poured into his eyes, and his mouth was covered by something that couldn't see his face clearly.A pair of cold palms the size of a child firmly blocked his voice, the lump of flesh was as soft as if the bones had been removed, wrapping around his mouth and nose like tentacles without leaving a single gap.

That thing was powerful.

He was pressed hard into the pillow, and raised his hand to catch a ball of hair and a sticky liquid, which was blood.

After excessive hypoxia, the pupils of the young man trembled excitedly in the dark. The pleasure of dying made his whole body heat up, adrenaline was secreted rapidly, his heart was beating wildly, and he was staring at the thing in front of him.

The barrage also followed the live broadcast to a climax——

[I rely on what is this?Why did you just kill him? ? ? 】

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuThe carpenter's shop is still very brave]

【Mom, I don’t dare to look at it. The camera was still in the ancestral hall just now, and suddenly it turned around and made a ghost face.】

[Barrage body protection ah ah ah ah!Where is my barrage army]

When Yu Ran was about to suffocate, the dazzling firelight suddenly tore through the darkness, and his body lightened suddenly.

Yan Shiche stood in front of his bed, holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, and hid in the darkness with his other hand, holding a pitch-black dagger.

Yu Ran quietly waited for the halo of light caused by lack of oxygen to dissipate, and licked the sticky liquid on his fingertips.

"Chicken blood." Yan Shiche's nose moved slightly, and he came to a conclusion.

Yu Ran hummed, as if this had been expected by him, he only said: "You are too slow."

Yan Shiche shook the oil lamp, "Sorry, I thought you were enjoying it."

Yu Ran glanced at him, got up and checked the door lock.

The door of the East Wing is an old-fashioned outward-swinging wooden door, and the strong metal latch is well buckled, and there is no trace of damage.

Yu Ran didn't relax his vigilance, this kind of latch is actually very easy to open, and it can be broken by picking up with a wire.

He turned around and was about to speak, when the dim light suddenly flickered, casting a half-gloomy shadow on the delicate face of the young man.

Yu Ran twirled the sticky thing on his hand again, and said in a disgusted tone, "I'm going to wash my hands."

The hinges of the wooden door were rusty, and there was a long creaking sound when it was pushed open.

A crescent moon hangs above the ancestral hall, the moonlight is paler than the impermanent knife light, casting a large group of thick black shadows on the bluestone bricks.

The courtyard was dead silent, and the rest of the people were still in their dreams.

Yan Shiche dutifully followed behind Yu Ran and walked towards the toilet.

The toilet is on the left side of the ancestral hall, and the glow of the fire shines through the panes. The closer to the west, the stronger the smell of incense.

There is a stone washstand in the toilet, a piece of green plastic hose is propped under the water outlet, Yu Ran carefully rinses the chicken blood from his hands, Yan Shiche stands behind to let the air out.

"What's that?" Yan Shiche asked, "I parted a bunch of hair."

"One hand, very small." Yu Ran's voice was somewhat indistinct in the pattering water, "It's still very soft."

"Well."

There was no light in the toilet, but Yan Shiche could clearly see the running water washing over his slender knuckles, taking away traces of dark sewage.

"You don't see what that thing looks like?" He asked sharply, "Twenty-three?"

Yu Ran turned off the faucet, the sewer gulped down the water, and the surroundings fell into silence again.

"So you're not pretty and stupid." Yu Ran snorted and laughed.

Yan Shiche shrugged, and did not express any dissatisfaction with this evaluation.

"Maybe, to put it bluntly, it's more like a long-haired monkey."

Just when Yu Ran turned back after checking the door lock just now, the kerosene lamp in the man's hand just swayed over the beam, and a large shadow wrapped in black hair lay down on the roof like a spider, with bony limbs, standing tall, looking Unclear face.

Yu Ran didn't disturb it easily, and found an excuse to leave the room with Yan Shiche.

No attack was launched, indicating that it was an intelligent creature.

The young man took out the handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped off the remaining water drops between his fingers, and did not continue to explain.

"No attack was successful, now that thing should be gone, go back to sleep."

"Hey, Brother Yu, Brother Yan!"

As soon as Yu Ran walked out of the toilet, he saw Cheng Xiyou standing outside the door, and greeted them warmly.

There was a gap in the door of the ancestral hall behind him, and a ray of light spilled out.

Yu Ran didn't know why this guy called someone younger than him brother.

He asked lightly, "Is everything okay?"

"No." Cheng Xiyou turned his eyes around Yu Ran and Yan Shiche, and patted his head, "Well, uh, I... came out to put some water, and Sister Qu Rui was guarding inside. Well, I went first..."

Yu Ran nodded inexplicably.

Back in the east wing, the kerosene lamp was still on, and the monster just now had disappeared.

To ensure safety, Yan Shiche checked every corner and even under the bed, and found nothing suspicious.

The two turned off the lights and went to bed, Yu Ran heard Yan Shiche turn over.

A man's voice sounded nearby, "What did you find?"

Yu Ran glanced at the opposite bed amusedly, "Okay, now I know you're not a pretty idiot."

Not knowing where this sentence hit the man, Yan Shiche laughed softly.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Didn't you guess it?" Yu Ran asked back.

"..." Yan Shiche paused, and said, "Not all the people who enter this instance are novices."

Yu Ran chuckled, "That's right, then who do you think is the exception?"

Yan Shiche calmed down, as if thinking.

"I thought you would firmly identify me." Yu Ran said suddenly.

"Although your motives are suspicious, it's not you, boss." Yan Shiche laughed again.

He smiled heavily, and Yu Ran guessed that those mean lips must also have a fierce look.

"Why?" Yu Ran asked.

"intuition."

Bestial instinct?Yu Ran thought, sometimes he felt that standing beside him was not a person, but a lion.

Maybe it was because the other person's appearance was too aggressive, Yu Ran subconsciously misclassified him as muscular silly white sweet, unexpectedly Yan Shiche was so sharp.

He stared sideways at the other side of the darkness, the tall figure of an adult man swelled up on the bed, and the other side was lying on his side, seeming to be looking at him too.

"Then who do you think it is?" Yu Ran frowned when he heard his dull voice.

After a long time, he got an answer.

"Shen Tongyu."

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