Yu Xing knew something about this. Since people in Guanjiacun could say the first seven or two words, it should mean that there are some ancient customs circulating here.
Initially, people believed that the ghost of the deceased would return home on the first seven days, and family members should prepare a meal for the ghost before it returned, and then avoid it and hide under the quilt.
If the ghost of the deceased is allowed to see his family members, it will make him miss him and affect his reincarnation as a human being.
Later, as various film and television works and folklore novels increased, Tou Qi gradually became a representative of ghosts seeking life, and was deeply implicated in horrific imagery.
No matter what the first seven thoughts of the villagers in Guanjia Village were, in short, Yu Xing believed that since it was mentioned, Zhou Yongsheng's ghost should appear tonight.
"Hey, what kind of trouble are you trying to make with this happy look...?" Xiao Xuechen was stunned for a moment, "The first seven are just the first seven, you still want to attract ghosts? Are you calling ghosts!?"
"Yes, I just want to call him." Yu Xing lowered his eyes and stared at the coffin board, knocked twice more, and continued his soul-calling behavior, "Get up, netizens have met."
Are you going to meet netizens? Are you the devil?
Xiao Xuechen's scalp was numb. This guy was a big boss, but could it be that his personality alienation level had exceeded 20% and he was affected by negative things?
Is this something a normal person can do?
Seeing that Yu Xing was very interested in the coffin, she couldn't bear it and said, "You might as well open the coffin."
Yu Xing agreed: "It makes sense."
"..."
Next, Yu Xing showed Xiao Xuechen what it means to open a coffin and conduct an autopsy on the spot.
The unsealed coffin board was easily dragged by Yu Xing, and the coffin lid moved down. Xiao Xuechen regretted his quick words, and glanced inside with a little panic and guilt, and saw the gray head of a man.
The man looked very young, his age, around 20, with short hair and fairly regular facial features, but he didn't have any memorable points. He was the kind that you wouldn't find if you were thrown into a crowd.
"Is this Zhou Yongsheng?" She whispered, clasping her hands together and shaking them slightly, as if to express her apology.
Yu Xing caught a glimpse of her little movements and felt that this girl was adorable in some ways: "Why are you begging him? He can still chat with us online in the coffin. What a fashionable and unconventional corpse."
"I'm speechless." Xiao Xuechen put his hand on his forehead and sighed softly.
She couldn't help but glance at the corpse, and then she was puzzled: "You have to lift the lid of its coffin, but now? It is lying here fine, and it has not changed into a corpse or encountered a ghost. Can we draw any conclusions?
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"What do you think the status of this ancestral hall is in Guanjia Village? In other words, what role does it play?" Yu Xing responded to Xiao Xuechen while squinting his eyes and approaching the corpse.
"Well... the only coffin is here. I think this place must be very important, even... the center." Xiao Xuechen replied, pursed her lips, and Yu Xing observed the corpse up close and she lay on the edge of the coffin, "
What did you find?"
"Since this place is the center, there must be clues. At present, there are not many places that can be operated, so we will start with the corpse." Yu Xing looked at it for a while, then opened the mouth of the corpse with his hand and looked inside. Take a look.
"Hey..." Xiao Xuechen felt that this scene was a bit strange. Such a good-looking young man actually touched the lifeless corpse with his hands without any care. The contrast of this scene gave her a visual impact.
Fortunately, the beautiful boy let go after a while.
"Look, the face is bruised, cyanotic, swollen, petechial hemorrhage, corpse spots are obvious and widely distributed, and the teeth are bleeding, which are the so-called rose teeth." Yu Xing's magnetic voice slowly said the characteristics of the corpse, and by the way, He rubbed his hands next to the coffin.
"You can also do autopsies? Oh, painters are so versatile these days." Xiao Xuechen already knew that he was not an ordinary painter, so he took the opportunity to exclaim in amazement and half-jokingly.
Then she asked: "I don't have much research on medicine, but I can roughly tell. These characteristics you mentioned are suffocation death, right?"
Sister Xiaoyu actually understood a little bit about this, saving him the trouble of explaining. Yu Xing nodded with satisfaction: "That's right."
Xiao Xuechen paused for a moment: "This is normal. Didn't the village chief say that Zhou Yongsheng was buried by a mudslide caused by the summer rain when he was playing in the mountains? Death by suffocation is acceptable."
"It's not normal, and it's not right." Yu Xing smiled, "Do you really think that being buried means you should suffocate to death? In fact, the causes of death caused by being buried alive are roughly divided into two types. The first one is just like you said, You suffocate due to lack of oxygen in your lungs, and if it's like a mudslide, you'll basically be crushed to death by the air pressure before you can suffocate."
Oh... Xiao Xuechen listened and made a note in his mind.
"Hanging, strangulation, and strangulation of the neck are mechanical suffocations, which are more consistent with the characteristics of this corpse." Yu Xing pointed to the neck of the corpse for her to see.
A circle of blue-black marks that should not appear on the body of the deceased buried alive seemed to be imprinted on the corpse.
"Strangulation marks!?" Xiao Xuechen's eyes widened, "Zhou Yongsheng was strangled to death, so the village chief lied!"
She felt like she had opened the door to a new world.
Seriously, this is my first fucking time to find clues on something that is most likely to be a ghost when playing a deduction game.
It seems that her path was narrow in the past.
"Uh huh~ Miss, does your investigation mission have a direction now?" Yu Xing did not cover the coffin, but just leaned on the side of the coffin and looked at her with a smile.
"You are amazing." Xiao Xuechen had to admit that this conclusion could at least explain one thing, that is, in this village, Zhou Yongsheng is or had been a victim, and the village chief and others did not speak the truth, so they had to be careful.
She originally thought that the biggest crisis in this deduction would be the funeral the next day. Zhou Yongsheng would most likely fake the corpse or become the final boss. But now she saw that even if he really became the boss, there were still many things she could take advantage of. place.
She was really convinced by San.
Xiao Xuechen saw the faint smile in the other person's eyes in the darkness, and her heart moved: "But... don't look at me like that. How powerful is your face? Don't you have some function in your heart?"
"Well, it's my fault that I look like this." Yu Xing really turned away and stopped looking at her, leaving her with a ruthless side face after flirting, "Do you have a lighter?"
"Why, do you want to smoke?" Xiao Xuechen subconsciously thought that San would look good smoking. She touched her pocket, "Unfortunately, no."
"I quit smoking a long time ago." Yu Xing laughed, "I just wanted to try if I could light the candles on both sides, maybe I could see something nice."
"Oh..." Xiao Xuechen clasped his hands in confusion.
"Since it's not there, forget it." Yu Xing patted the dust on his jeans, thinking to save some face for this game, "Let's go, it's getting late, go back to the village."
"Okay." Xiao Xuechen responded. Seeing Yu Xing put the coffin lid back, he took the lead to walk out of the ancestral hall.
Her steps stopped at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
"san."
"What's wrong?" Yu Xing restored the coffin and looked up.
Xiao Xuechen's back remained motionless, as if fixed there.
Her voice revealed some indescribable emotions: "Just now... Zhou Yongsheng... maybe he really came here."
"Huh?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and walked out quickly.
Then, he understood why Xiao Xuechen said this.
At the exit of the ancestral hall, a large pool of blood appeared at some point.
Blood stains spread among the weeds, forming two lines of small and medium-sized scrawled words in blood——
"Don't leave the room after midnight and before the rooster crows!"
"You can't let anyone in! No matter what you do!!!"
The final exclamation point was quite manic, and you can imagine how convinced the person who left the bloody words was about it.
They were in the ancestral hall just now. They neither saw anyone nor heard footsteps. This pool of blood seemed to appear out of thin air. So, the only people who could leave this blood word to remind them were those who came out in the first seven nights.
The wandering Zhou Yongsheng is a ghost.
"We lifted his coffin, but he gave us a reminder: Are there chickens in this poor village?" Xiao Xuechen's focus was also very strange, "Should we believe it?"
"I think it's terrible," Yu Xing said, "Actually, so far, apart from using text messages to trick me and Carlos into coming to this village, he has not done anything malicious. On the contrary, we learned from his body that
He is also a victim."
He also clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to the pool of blood words: "It is indeed an unconventional corpse, my friend. It's interesting. I'll remember it."
Xiao Xuechen: "..." Why are you talking to him here? Who are you talking to and just calling him a friend?
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At nine o'clock, after returning to the village from the ancestral hall and wandering around for a long time, Yu Xing finally restrained himself from grabbing the villagers' candles and returned to the village chief's house.
Xiao Xuechen went to find Wei Fan halfway, saying that he wanted to give him a hint.
Yu Xing agreed with this. Xiao Xuechen and Wei Fan came in as a team and should have a good relationship. Moreover, the seven deducers should have no conflict of interest in this game and it doesn't matter if they share clues.
If the survival rate is higher, maybe the score after the game will be higher.
He inquired about it along the way, and found out that the village chief arranged the remaining five deducers in a private house not far away. They were not far apart and could only walk two steps away from each other.
I didn't bother to care whether Wei Fan would tell others after getting the clue. Yu Xing was tired after walking for so long.
He just wants to rest for a while and look forward to the high energy in the evening.
However, before he could enter the village chief's house, a small paper doll sat on the road he had to pass. The eyes of the little paper doll were painted dark with ink at night. At first glance, it looked really weird and scary.
Yu Xing lowered his head and looked at the little paper man in silence.
"Carlos?"
The little paper man suddenly moved. It stood up tremblingly and awkwardly, and brushed——
With the sound of paper tearing, its head was torn in half.
A bright red rose emerged from the torn paper.
Carlos' slightly arrogant voice sounded from beside Yu Xing: "How about this magic?"
Yu Xing turned around and saw Carlos walking over with a messy gray-blue short hair and smiling. He picked up the rose on the ground and handed it to him: "Here, my new magic, although it's a little bit in the underworld...nothing."
Are you scared?"
Looking at this red rose, Yu Xing's expression suddenly changed.
This flower... reminded him of another person.
The man told him with facts, don't accept the flowers casually, otherwise, the consequences may be unpredictable.
However, Carlos was different from that man, and the flower was innocent. Yu Xing could only chuckle: "Friend, this flower is more suitable for two girls, so I'll forget it. I don't think I need this set of clues.
I can tell you directly."
Carlos' lips curved, his green eyes glowing in the dark night: "That's it, it's really straightforward. I like straightforward people."