Chapter 378 Exposed

Nothing happened on the way down the mountain, and Fang Zheng entered the small village at the foot of the mountain very smoothly.

However, as soon as they entered the village, the village was unexpectedly lively. Many villagers were coming and going. They looked like normal villages, but they were not empty villages.

This time, it was different from the empty city we had met before.

Fang Zheng thought that these villagers appeared because of the plot in Li Sishui's memory?

Along the way, these villagers could see him, but he, a foreigner, did not attract too much attention from the local villagers... It should be because I have a soul lamp on me, so I'm not excluded from Li Sishui's memory world. Fang Zheng could only think of this one and only reason that made sense.

And the most important thing was that the lights on his body were so intense that none of the villagers could see him, and no one could see his abnormality.

"I remember Li Sishui's house at 136 south road..."

Fang Zheng followed the direction of the light and recalled the address of Li Sishui's house mentioned in the file. He seemed to be on his way to Li Sishui's house.

Walking, Fang Zheng walked into a small alley.

On both sides of the alley were three or four new rural buildings.

There was also a stinky ditch in the alley, and the ground was filled with garbage and sewage, emitting a foul stench.

Fang Zhengzheng was walking. Suddenly, behind a dark corner in the alley, an old woman with white hair came out and walked in front of Fang Zheng.

The old lady was hunched over like a dying old man, walking slowly and trembling with difficulty. She had a bamboo basket covered with white cloth in her hand, which was very ordinary and plain for the old country people.

Fang Zheng looked up at the old woman's back, his eyes thinking. He was not in a hurry, but he followed the old woman slowly, not urging the old woman to make way.

The old woman bent over and moved slowly. Suddenly, she accidentally fell to the ground, and the bamboo basket in her hand also fell to the ground.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Fang Zheng reached out to help the old man who had fallen, but his eyes were on what had fallen out of the basket, a doll with a ponytail tied up with stitches.

Just as Fang Zheng was helping the old man, pa, the old man's palm suddenly grabbed Fang Zheng hard. The palm was cold, like ice against the skin.

"Have you seen my good granddaughter?"

"She's only five years old."

Hmm?

There was no fear in Fang Zheng's eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at the doll that fell out of the basket and got dirty from the sewage, "Old man, isn't your granddaughter there?"

"Have you seen my good granddaughter?"

"She's only five years old."

The old man repeated the same words and did not follow Fang Zheng's finger to look at the doll on the ground.

"Old man, it's useless for you to keep holding on to me. Why don't you look back and see if that's your granddaughter?" Fang Zheng continued to ask the old lady to look back at the doll on the floor behind her.

But the old man did not listen to Fang Zheng at all. Her hand was still holding Fang Zheng's wrist, and she repeated the same thing.

The old man's hands were very cold, not ordinary cold, but very cold. Standing beside the old man was like standing at the air outlet of a high-power air conditioner. The yin was very heavy...

"Playing tricks!"

Fang zheng's wrist, which had been gripped by the old man, suddenly began to give birth to a thick layer of ape hair.

Bang!

Suddenly, a strange sound of bones breaking and a dull sound of flesh and blood hitting came from the alley.

Ordinary spirit + 1.

Fang Zheng dropped the headless body with his head cracked. The ape hair on his body quickly retreated and he bent down to pick up the doll that had fallen to one side.

As soon as he grabbed the doll, Fang Zheng sensed a strange touch.

Soft?

Like inside this doll with a ponytail, not cotton, Is it really flesh and blood?

Rip!

Without hesitation, Fang Zheng tore open the doll and found a complete dead wild cat.

Since ancient times, whether in the east, west or ancient egypt, cats have always been regarded as the closest to hell's psychic creatures, and actually sewed a cat's body into a doll. This old woman should have been sick from sadness before she died, and when she got old, she became a little mentally ill.

"I was attacked as soon as I got here. Was this exposed from the start? The first guy who was sacrificed to the heavens did something here that made people angry, and I was exposed as soon as I came in."

Fang Zheng threw away the doll and the carcass of the wild cat in his hand and couldn't help but complain as he continued on his way to Li Sishui's house without stopping too much.

However, Fang Zheng soon figured it out. It wasn't all a disaster to expose himself so quickly.

It was exposed from the beginning. Although it might be more dangerous, it would also reveal more flaws and clues.

...

Ten minutes later.

Li Sishui's house.

It was a very ordinary farmhouse. When Fang Zheng came to Li Sishui's house, he saw two villagers walking out of Li Sishui's house apologetically.

It was Zhao Yongda and Huang Jianan who had scared Li Sishui into spraining their feet on the mountain.

When the two of them walked out of the courtyard door of Li Sishui's house, they happened to meet Fang Zheng, but they only looked at Fang Zheng a few more times, then separated from each other and left in a hurry.

Looks like they went home separately.

Do not disturb the peace of the world of the dead, do not try to influence the direction of the story or the plot. This is a taboo to go yin, because no one knows what will lead to unknown changes.

This is the spiritual world after death.

If the plot changes direction, causes memory disorder, or causes the world to reject or collapse, no matter which point is unimaginable consequences.

All he had to do was to remain calm and investigate the truth.

Instead of getting involved in the plot.

So, Fang Zheng finally interrupted the idea of contacting Li Sishui. He planned to find a place where he could monitor Li Sishui all the time and wait for the next memory plot to unfold smoothly.

At the same time, his eyes were pensive.

Where are the other participants hiding now?

Was he being monitored nearby as a contender for the Blessed Land spot?

As soon as Fang Zheng thought about it, he realized that he actually had the potential to be a crow's mouth, because there were three people as green as him, standing on the roofs of the houses in three different directions, each representing three forces, not touching each other.

"Don't mess around!"

"Don't try to change the fixed plot development in the memory of the dead!"

"There's already a fool who almost killed all of us!"

The three of them were condescending and warned Fang Zheng in an unfriendly tone.

Fang Zheng stood on the flat ground and looked around at the three people who looked down at him from the roof. Their eyes narrowed and a cold light flashed.

The way the three of them thought they were in control of everything was really upsetting.

I didn't expect him to have such a cold relationship with his competitors at the beginning, and he would get in touch with them so quickly.

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