She had been observing for a long time earlier and had figured out the movements of the two villagers.

After the two assigned the work, Yan Qianqian raised three fingers.

"three......"

As Yan Qianqian's ring finger was slowly pressed down by her thumb, Liming swallowed nervously.

He shook his body, and the right hand that was holding the fruit knife twisted uneasily. He slightly arched his legs, assuming a charging posture, but...his legs were shaking slightly.

Come to think of it, he was quite nervous.

After all, assassination is different from an open and honest conflict. In the process of assassination, as long as there is one mistake in the whole process, all previous efforts will be wasted.

And the result of failure is... they will be surrounded by a group of people and violently killed.

This is not a game. If you fail, you cannot load the file and start over. If you are killed, your health bar will not be deducted.

Here... if people are killed, they will die!

So...the two of them simply cannot afford to fail.

"two!"

The second finger was also wrapped around the inside of the thumb. Not only was Li Ming so nervous that she was sweating, but Yan Qianqian was also panicking to death at this moment.

She has shortness of breath, her face is red, and her chest keeps rising and falling and cannot calm down.

Yan Qianqian silently took a step back slowly, making way for Dawn, and at the same time she was ready to move forward quickly.

"one!!!"

The last finger fell, and Li Ming rushed out of the haystack without hesitation. He held the knife behind his back, leaned slightly, and moved forward at an extremely fast speed.

Perhaps because he was running too fast, the old man who was slowly moving forward also noticed something unusual behind him.

The old man wearing a cloth hat and coat shook his body and turned around, and saw Dawn rushing toward him.

He stretched out his skinny fingers, and just as he was about to shout loudly, he was forcefully thrown to the ground by Li Ming.

In order to prevent him from screaming, Li Ming directly put her palm into his mouth, blocking his words.

He held the old man down in a "female on top" position, making him unable to move even though he could only kick his legs in the air.

The dagger in Li Ming's hand exuded cold light, and the tip drew an arc, breaking through the old man's ashen skin, and inserted into his neck as smoothly as an apple.

The blood sprayed on the hand, it was extremely hot.

The old man did not die under this blow, but instead struggled even more fiercely.

He bit Dawn's palm hard with his jaw until it bled!

Despite this, Dawn still pressed on him meticulously, stabbing his neck repeatedly with the dagger in her hand.

Logically speaking, human bones are very hard. An ordinary fruit knife should not be so durable.

Finally, after a period of twitching, the old man stopped moving.

Liming, who was proficient in the art of last-ditch stabbing, stabbed the man continuously for half a minute after he stopped moving, completely destroying the old man's brain and heart, and then he let go of his hand.

Liming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked back at Yan Qianqian.

It just so happened that Yan Qianqian was also finished.

She quickly pulled out the dagger and sent the poor mother-in-law away.

"call......."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Yan Qianqian followed the method of transforming raw soup into raw food and wiped the blood from the blade on the peasant woman's body.

After her body disappeared, Yan Qianqian whispered;

"Let's go, keep going!"

"Um."

The conversation between the two was very brief, and then they started walking against the wall again.

In this way, the two of them walked and killed, killing people and pigs when they met, even the hens that were laying eggs in their nests were not spared.

After the two of them worked together to kill a strong old man who was feeding pigs, they stopped hiding.

Because... everyone on the farm has been killed by them.

It went so smoothly... They arrived smoothly and it was an incredible feeling.

After the break, the two continued to walk on the gravel road...

After a long time, Li Ming finally spoke again:

"So...so strange. I always have the feeling that we have walked into a trap. Is it an illusion?"

When Li Ming said these words, the two of them had already stood in front of a doorway made of stone. At first glance, it looked like a city gate, or...a pass.

It was clearly daytime, but the doorway was frighteningly dark, like a monster that could swallow everything.

What is visible is.

A huge grid-shaped iron grid blocked the way forward. Looking inside through the grid, Yan Qianqian could intuitively see the tall and majestic windmill.

It is all painted yellow, and the three thick and long iron pieces on its head are constantly rotating, like a machine that has been in disrepair for a long time, and more like a serious worker.

"If you want to move forward, just walk through this door...right?"

Li Ming lowered his head in the doorway, with a huge red arrow drawn under his feet.

There is a line of black text written on the arrow. The text is crooked and looks unusually familiar.

Unfortunately, Yan Qianqian couldn't remember where she had seen such handwriting.

In addition to the text of the prompt, the arrow also pointed mockingly at the small iron door on the side.

The iron door in front is wide open, just like a girl lifting up her skirt, twisting her legs, biting her lip shyly - the gesture of inviting entry is clearly visible.

When the wind blows, the iron door creaks, as if to say to them: "Come on, come in quickly."

Yan Qianqian touched her chin thoughtfully. She always felt that something was wrong, but what exactly was wrong...she couldn't tell.

Sigh... It would be great if Lu Zihang was here. It would be great to have him use his brain. I could just quietly be a follower!!

Yan Qianqian looked at this passage distressedly, and had no other thoughts except that it felt a little familiar.

But Liming was obviously a little angry, and he felt a strong sense of humiliation and ridicule from the text.

The last time he felt like this... was in junior high!

At that time, he was very short, so he was mistaken for a primary school student by the owner of the small shop.

The damn shop owner even kindly invited him to try out the newly installed Joyous Rocking Car.

When the rocker swayed its body and said to him: "Little beauty, come and play", he was extremely angry.

Then, he rode it hard several times!!

"What are you waiting for? Let's go! That's what he said. It would be rude if we didn't go in!"

"..."

Hearing this, Yan Qianqian fell silent.

According to the instructions of the plot, they really need to enter this door and find a way to open it in order to move forward.

But for some reason, when she stared at the arrow and the iron door, her back slowly became cold, as if she was being caressed slowly by a cold and biting finger from her waist to her neck.

Doesn't this seem like a conspiracy?

It would be better to say that this is already a conspiracy...

Yan Qianqian hates the feeling of being carried around. To be precise, she doesn't like being carried around by the neck by unfamiliar people.

Because that would make her feel very insecure...

However, she seemed to have no other option.

Following Li Ming into the iron gate, I subconsciously observed the surroundings. Behind the door, it turned out that there was a path for storing sundries.

Wooden barrels, wooden boxes, wooden benches, iron sheets and iron chandeliers.

The messy debris is piled up haphazardly on the edge of the wall, making it dazzling.

After just staring for a while, Yan Qianqian narrowed her eyes.

Because... there is a dazzling light bulb hanging above her head.

"Hey?!"

Dawn, who was walking at the front, made a confused sound.

Yan Qianqian followed the voice and turned her eyes.

I saw Li Ming bending down and looking at a very thin silk thread.

The silk thread connects both sides of the passage, one end is on the wall, and the other end is in a small box that glows red.
To be continued...