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Thinking about what I saw in front of the pit, thinking about what happened last night, I really feel like I'm still in a dream.

A person who should have been dead suddenly appeared in front of me, pointing me to a very dangerous path.

Even though I knew a lot of things, it almost took my life.

And in front of the pit, the reappearance of death in my mind, the mother who almost killed me, the innocent spirits of the wrongdoers trapped in the graveyard.

I've been thinking, in this village, is there only this mother and child who are wronged?

Perhaps it could be combined with my own dream, and if it was so, as I guessed, there would be more innocent deaths than this.

However, why did these people come to such a desolate place? What made the villagers want to kill them?

If there were only one or two dead people, it would have been impossible for the entire village to be filled with people who knew about it. There might be even more people buried under the ground than I had expected.

Is it for money?

Just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard a sharp sound. And listening carefully, it turned out to be bursts of singing.

These waves of sounds were emitted by Er Nao. I was stunned for a moment before hurriedly rushing to Er Nao's house.

Right now, Er Nao is still alive, this is the thing that makes me most excited.

They started singing very early in the morning, and their moods weren't too bad, but …

I can vaguely feel that there's something wrong with Er Nao's voice …

It was so delicate that not even a woman could make such a sound.

Furthermore, I have never heard that Er Nao has a hobby of singing …

Now I can sing it, and I don't understand what it is.

But now, I don't care about what Er Nao is singing anymore. If Wang Er is dead, he might be next.

Especially since Er Nao knows these secrets which is the main reason why I'm here.

The moment I entered the room, I saw Er Nao's back figure and immediately opened my mouth:

"Big brother Er Nao, Wang Er is dead."

"Oh?"

Er Nao, who was in front of me, suddenly spoke out a single word. It was at this moment that I noticed that Er Nao's clothes were strange.

Because he had something on his mind earlier, he was so concentrated on saying it out loud, he forgot to take a look at what kind of clothes Er Nao was wearing.

Accompanied by the sound of a joke, Er Nao slowly turned around. This turn of events gave me a fright.

"It would be great if someone as vile and vile as him, a person without the guts, were to die!"

He continued to speak in a playful tone, pinching his thumb and middle finger together as he spoke.

However, compared to his current disguise, his tone and actions seemed much more normal.

He was clearly a burly man, but at this moment, he was wearing a set of colorful clothes. His face was covered with a thick layer of makeup, lipstick, and blush.

It looked exactly the same as when my foster father died. I stared at Er Nao and subconsciously took two steps back.

A strong man in such clothes looked out of place.

Fortunately, Er Nao did not have any family members, and he did not have any wives or children.

Why was he dressed like this? Am I going to die too?

After all, Er Nao was a rough guy, the makeup on his face and clothes were very rough on many parts of his body, not meticulous at all.

However, just like that, it brought out a trace of strangeness.

I swallowed and asked:

"Brother Er Nao... Are you okay? "

But Er Nao didn't answer me right now, he only picked up the broom on the ground and started to wave it, using his sharp voice to sing.

The sharp voice made me frown. I could feel the ear-piercing sensation.

Crazy? Was he really that crazy?

I frowned, feeling incredulous, unable to make heads or tails of it.

Why was this happening?

Lingling, who was behind me, also looked at Er Nao. It was probably because this little girl had never seen such a scene before, and he was stunned at that moment.

The broom in Er Nao's hand danced in the air, letting out a few whooshing sounds, with a lot of strength.

Lingling and I were afraid that we would be accidentally injured, so we kept on retreating.

Er Nao sang as he waved, but his strength was indeed quite good. Even after waving there for a long time, his expression still did not change.

Looking at Er Nao's expression, I felt somewhat unresigned in my heart. Gritting my teeth, I asked:

"Brother Er Nao, you should know that the village head and Tuo Zi have killed people before right?

Can you tell me what happened in the village?

"You should know a little about why the village is like this right now, right? Why so many people died, why the villagers are trapped in the village, why …"

When my words reached this point, my emotions were slightly agitated. However, I still stopped helplessly.

Because my language was like it had been smashed into cotton, the people in front of me didn't even seem to listen.

Ignoring me, it seems like no matter how much I say, it's useless …

I sighed helplessly before turning around to leave.

At this time, Wang Er was dead, Er Nao was crazy, and had suddenly gone mad. How could there be such a coincidence?

I turned around and walked out. The more I thought about it, the more conflicted I became.

Could it be that Er Nao was pretending to be crazy, guessing that someone was trying to kill him, so he pretended to be crazy in order to escape death?

But thinking about it carefully, Er Nao was a very simple and honest person, he probably didn't have this kind of scheme …

Was he possessed? Was it because he wanted to save her that day that he was bewitched?

Or was there some power that made him crazy because it didn't want him to tell the secrets of the village?

Since he was crazy, why did he dress up like his adoptive father and the rest of them before they died?

There seems to be something special about this appearance. I have seen it before, even in dreams.

Ten years had passed, and the same death pattern, the same colorful clothes, could not have been meaningless.

Then, if Er Nao went crazy and dressed up like this, the possibility of him being infected by the Evil Qi was very high.

Unfortunately, I'm not good at it, and I can't tell if it's the symptoms of being possessed or not.

Even though I have read quite a lot of the Evil Theurgy's Compendium, there are some basic things that can only be slowly comprehended with practice.

It was not something that could be learnt after one look. One needed to think about it a lot and understand the reasoning behind it.

The more fundamental something was, the more practice was required.

The more he read, the more he would be able to tell the difference between different symptoms and different people.

Currently, Er Nao's voice was still echoing behind me for a long time. The waves of those sharp sounds seemed to be able to cut through the air.

Humans and ghosts can take lives, and at this moment, I even felt traces of despair.

Right now, the village was as if it had been sealed off, and the villagers could not leave at all.

It's impossible for me to take the risk and try. I can only wait and see what happens.

I can only say that I have to work hard and let Lingling and myself live a good life. After all, we are just two girls.

Although I've learned some self-defense methods in this half year, the villagers all have been doing farm work since they were young, and they all have a bit of strength.

In the face of brute force, sometimes skills were not even able to withstand a single blow.

He had never had a good impression of this place since he was young. After all, he had been tortured by his adoptive father since he was young.

However, the villagers were all too familiar with this place.

But now, I suddenly felt as if everything had become strange, as if this was my first time coming to this place.

This is the first time I've felt such fear towards this village. I feel like everyone in this village is a demon, like the entire village, whether it be the houses or the graves, they all exude a terrifying aura.

It made me sick all over. Now the villagers were afraid of me, and I was afraid of the villagers as well. I tried to avoid each other as much as possible.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a person walking towards me. He didn't have much expression on his face, but his appearance gave off a very amiable feeling.

"Xiao Die, where did you go?"

This person is New Village Head, who is currently standing in front of me, calmly asked.

Seeing the New Village Head, I said:

"Something has happened to Er Nao, I'll have to trouble you to take a look."

He was the leader of a village, so he naturally had to explain this to him. As for how he was going to settle the rest of the matters, that was his business.

The village chief was stunned for a moment before he asked me with a smile:

"Xiao Die, when did you come down from the mountain? What did you go to Er Nao's home for? "

It sounded like a casual question, but the next question sent chills down my spine.