Thriller Trainee

It's late.

The crown of the old locust tree floats in the sky where dark blue and purple meet, making the blood-stained scene even more out of place.

Just then a gust of cold wind blew by, causing the long strip hanging on the tree crown to sway back and forth, like a torn sack that had been abandoned casually.

After a while, someone finally spoke tremblingly.

"So, that's a person?"

Zong Jiu frowned, "Probably. It looks like he has been dead for a while."

Barrage was sweating.

[Not only has it been dead for a while, but it would have weathered if it had been longer...the arms hang down to the ankles, my mother]

[Yes, people will droop according to gravity after hanging. This corpse must have been dead for several days, otherwise the tongue would not be so long]

[When the camera turned here just now, I hadn’t seen such a big person. Or had he been dead for several days? Stimulate】

[Just a short time after entering the dungeon, a terrorist incident occurred. As expected, the difficulty of this dungeon is not low, it is absolutely amazing]

The white-haired young man turned around and asked, "Did anyone notice this tree when we first came out?"

Others shook their heads.

Everyone looked carefully before entering the house. There was no way someone could not see it with such a big thing hanging on the canopy of the tree.

From the time they entered the house to the time they left and then came back, it took less than an hour.

Not to mention other things, this old locust tree is more than ten meters tall. The trunk is straight and there are no protrusions or points that can provide strength. It is impossible to reach the top of the tree in just half an hour.

Not to mention that what was hung was a hanged corpse. The difficulty of the operation can be imagined, and it was almost impossible to deceive others.

No one dared to stay in the earthen hut while collecting firewood, so everyone followed him out.

After such an incident, no one dared to approach the gloomy house, so one group of people waited here while another group of people went to find the villagers.

After everyone worked together to use hemp rope to hook the body off the top, everyone was stunned.

The villagers who were cursing just now crawled on the ground and went back to call for help, leaving the trainees looking at each other.

The white-haired young man took a step back, picked up a branch from the firewood held by the trainee on the side, bent down and opened the head of the corpse.

On the dirt was a face that was a mixture of bruises and purples. One of his eyes had fallen somewhere, and his face was grim and stiff.

At the same time, the beep from the main system also sounded in his ears.

[Non-main quest items, submission failed]

Zongjiu lowered his eyes, thoughtfully.

It seems that in order to complete the main mission, he has to personally confirm whether each dead body is the "perfect corpse" that the corpse hunter is looking for.

Xu Su exclaimed, "Isn't this the person who just led our team?"

"Yes, but."

Someone's voice trembled, "It's not that this body has been dead for a few days, but the one who just led us the way was——"

Dead silence.

The time of death did not match the time when Lao Qiang led them just now.

It was obvious that either this body was fake, or... the person who just led them was not a human at all!

The sky is getting darker and darker, the mountains are silent, and people's faces are like statues of fear in the darkness.

Just at this moment, the villagers who rushed back also walked towards this side holding fire folders.

"What are you all gathering for?"

Wang Shou was still holding bowls and chopsticks when he came. He must have been called over from the dining table.

When he got closer and saw it clearly, he was so frightened that he sat back and the bowl in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Zong Jiu stood aside and secretly glanced into the bowl he had overturned.

A piece of pale meat wrapped in crimson soil rolled out of the bowl.

It’s surprising to use soil as food, but dark red soil is even rarer, but it’s also puzzling to have a piece of meat on the side.

Can you afford meat, but still be without food?

Just when Zongjiu wanted to move over and take a closer look at the piece of meat, there was a violent commotion among the villagers.

"Hurry--" After seeing the dead state of the corpse, Wang Shou shouted heartbreakingly, "Shout, call my dad!"

Because of this series of movements, another group of people who had handed over food also came out of their houses and gathered around to whisper. The words echoed in the silent night, and words such as "ghost", "villager" and "something happened" could be vaguely captured.

"It must be the mole." Yi Ruisi stood behind Anthony and spoke angrily.

Just now, just like the teams that had not handed over food, the teams that had handed over food quickly chose a leader.

Azan in black didn't express his position, so the sweet potato fell on the A-level half-blood Anthony. After all, as the right-hand man of No. 2, Anthony, known as the barbarian, is not only famous within the vampire clan, but also among ordinary survivors, so it is understandable that he should lead them.

I think so. The reason why mole cards are different from ordinary cards is because of the conflict between their main tasks.

Protecting the villagers is the task of the ordinary card. Now that a villager has died, it is not certain whether there is an insider behind it. But the body was found on an old locust tree, so it seems that the person on the other side is more suspicious.

Most of Anthony's team are old people, so surviving is not a difficult task for them, who each have a special prop. In comparison, how to carry out more dangerous challenges, complete random tasks, and improve their system evaluation is the top priority of their goals.

In the silence, two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared in the night.

The old man was limping on crutches and holding the skinny child in his hand.

Seeing Wang Shoushi sitting on the ground, the child let go of his hand and ran over, calling daddy.

[This dungeon is really difficult, even the children are so skinny and skinny]

[Yeah...it’s always the people at the bottom who suffer. Alas, they can’t even have enough to eat. It’s so pitiful]

"village head!"

The villagers holding hoes made way for them.

The village chief held a cigarette in his hand, nodded, and slowly looked at the shriveled corpse on the ground with his cloudy eyes.

He didn't know if it was because of the darkness of the night, but for a moment, Zong Jiu felt that the other person's eyes turned completely black.

Wang Shou pulled the child behind him, looking panicked, "Dad, Lao Qiang was following me about an hour ago."

The other villagers gathered around, waiting for the village chief's decision.

"Yin Po is right."

After a long time, he took a sip from the long cigarette holder and said, "I'm afraid it's true this time."

"What should we do?"

There was a commotion among the villagers, "Are you just waiting to die like this?"

"That's right, if it's really like what Granny Yin said, then wouldn't it mean that our whole village--"

"Why are you so anxious? Are you so anxious that you can eat rice?"

The village chief knocked the cigarette handle impatiently and said, "Go back, it's already dark. I'll go to the temple to find a way to find a way with the Yin Po in the morning. Besides, the old woman is always nagging and pointing. Maybe it’s just a coincidence?”

Obviously, these words were quite convincing, and the commotion gradually subsided.

Hearing this, other villagers were also persuaded and went back one by one holding torches.

The onlookers looked at each other in confusion.

They suddenly felt that the villagers in this village were too calm, so calm that they didn't look like they were witnessing a tragedy.

People are dead here. According to normal logic, shouldn't we quickly find a way to find the murderer? Judging from their expressions, they seemed to have known the murderer for a long time.

Besides, this man had just led them the way, and then he turned around and was drained of blood and hanged to death. The time difference in between was not something that could be considered carefully. Even under so many strange circumstances, the villagers of Tongbai Village could still remain calm. Even if they explained it by saying that they were used to seeing dead people during the famine years, it would not make sense.

It's definitely not that simple.

Many experienced elderly people know this well. Especially Azan, who was dressed in black, his eyebrows were furrowed, almost like the Chinese character "Chuan".

The copy is pushed here, and the possibility of a supernatural copy is very high.

Since he was protecting the people in the village, it meant that the entire village was being targeted. To deduce it, even if it is not an evil spirit with powerful resentment, it is still an extremely terrible curse, and it will be so large that it affects the entire village.

Generally speaking, when such a situation occurs, there must be some unknown story behind it.

Only by finding out what happened in this village can we better protect the people in the village.

While deep in thought, Xu Su asked in a low voice, "Then, what should we do tonight?"

The house assigned to them is behind the old locust tree. There is a murder scene in front of us. It is impossible to say that we are not afraid. What's more, the Tsuchiya is not only eerie, but the entire wall is covered with scratches, which makes people's hair stand on end.

"These are all horror copies. Those anomalies are definitely not such a coincidence."

Someone laughed a few times and said, "I think to be on the safe side, we should find a way to change places, or just camp outside. Anyway, there is a fire, so it's not too cold if we all sit in a circle."

The white-haired young man pretended to think and agreed: "I think this proposal is good. Safety is the most important thing at present. Let's stay away from that mud house."

No one wanted to get close to the earthen house. This proposal was in line with everyone's wishes. Except for the black-haired man in a raincoat who glanced at the young man with an unknown meaning, everyone else raised their hands in agreement.

Zong Jiuquan pretended not to see this look.

In fact, the biggest variable in this copy is not necessarily Zhuge An. Because Zongjiu was sure to use various psychological tactics or acting skills to deceive others, but he had nothing to do with Zhuge An, a resourceful being who did not follow common sense.

But if nothing else, Zhuge An did give him a lot of clues in the first dungeon, and it was the same in Las Vegas. As a smart man, this was considered a clear show of goodwill.

Just like what Zhuge An said, it depends on whether Zongjiu believes it or not.

It's a pity that Zongjiu only believes in himself.

So the people from the food team picked up an open space around the house and poured firewood on the ground.

After the preparations were completed, everyone turned their attention to the S-class boss No. 2 who was standing aside doing nothing.

Everyone was very curious about what method he would use to light the fire. As a result, I turned around and saw Zhuge An slowly taking out his Tai Chi Bagua tray.

[I am stupid, what are you doing? 】

[Here, why did you take out an S-level item? Is there a supernatural being nearby? 】

The trainees were frightened and looked around cautiously. The trees and grass were all in danger.

Zhuge An turned the hexagram disk in his hand half a circle without raising his eyelids.

In the direction directly facing Li Gua, the firewood ignited with a "thumping" sound.

The barrage suddenly realized [I know, I just did a popular science search, and it turns out that there are hexagrams representing the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth in the Bagua. Speaking of which...it's not that I can't understand it, but it's a little bit... Waste of cooling time (kneeling)]

other people:"......?"

Although we all understand the truth, wouldn't it be a waste of resources to use these S-class props to light fires?