After dawn, Sheng Nuan followed Xie Lan out. As soon as she went out, she saw He Cheng running out of the mourning hall, and she almost collapsed.
"I'm still alive, right? I'm still alive!"
Xie Lan was speechless, but Sheng Nuan smiled: "Yes, he is alive, not a paper man."
He Cheng fell to the ground: "I thought I was dead. The rest of the night was all my illusion..."
At this time, everyone else came out of the house.
Chen Chen was the first one. When he saw Sheng Nuan, his eyes lit up at first, but then he saw her hand being held by Xie Lan.
Chen Chen's expression suddenly froze, he pursed his lips, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, after one night, those two people were not dead.
The others were also surprised. Mr. Zhong stepped forward and said in a warm voice: "I know you two were the ones keeping watch last night. I was worried for a long time. Just hope you're okay."
Xie Lan hummed indifferently.
Mr. Zhong pondered and said, "We have no competition with each other. I wonder if Brother Yan would like to tell everyone about the funeral hall, so that the people watching tonight can save their lives."
After he finished speaking, everyone looked towards Xie Lan.
Xie Lan glanced at the hypocritical look on Mr. Zhong's face and said quietly: "Because we found important clues last night and reached an agreement with the strange thing in the coffin."
After saying this, everyone was stunned.
Clues? And agreements?
Mr. Zhong was a little anxious: "I wonder what the clue is?"
The others also looked at Xie Lan without blinking.
Xie Lan didn't hide anything, he just hid the way to get the clues. He got the clues from the monster playing cards with Sheng Nuan, but he changed it to the female ghost in red.
He talked about the village's involvement in abducting and abusing women, as well as its deal with the female ghost in red.
"She requested that all her enemies be brought to the ancestral hall. If we can't do that, those who will be keeping watch tonight will definitely die."
The expressions of the rest of the people all changed, and their faces were a little ugly.
After all, Xie Lan and the others had already guarded the spirit. He made a deal with the female ghost to save his life, but it was the people behind him who were unlucky.
Mr. Zhong suppressed his anger and frowned: "But, how do we know who her enemy is?"
Yang Zhao, who had been silent for the whole time, said thoughtfully: "Have you ever paid attention to that village chief?"
The others looked at him, and Yang Zhao continued: "He has never set foot in the ancestral hall from the beginning."
Sheng Nuan looked at Yang Zhao in surprise.
He has been silent all this time, but he turns out to be quite attentive.
Xie Lan nodded: "That's right."
The scene seemed to be the home court of Xie Lan and Yang Zhao. Mr. Zhong, who always boasted of his experience, flashed displeasure on his face, and then took a step forward: "There is no chance to hesitate now, otherwise the person keeping watch tonight will die.
Undoubtedly, I suggest that if you see the village chief later, take him directly into the ancestral hall."
He Cheng glanced at him: "Who will do it?"
Mr. Zhong wanted to take back control, but he didn't want to be retaliated as soon as he opened his mouth. His expression froze for a moment.
After a pause, he could only retreat, and his tone returned to gentleness: "To be on the safe side, I suggest that we all take action together."
He Cheng sneered disdainfully.
You still want to be a talker when you have no ability. Are you addicted to becoming an official?
At this time, the gate of the ancestral hall was pushed open with a creak. Everyone turned around and saw Dai Xiaonu and the village chief standing outside the door.
The person who came in was still Dai Xiaonu, and the village chief stood motionless outside the ancestral hall.
"What you have to do today is to go to the temple to chant sutras. There are candles at the door. Each person has two candles. Light them and place them in front of you. Close your eyes and chant sutras until the candles burn out."
Before Dai Xiaonu could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yang Zhao with a cold sneer: "Light a candle for yourself? Are you putting yourself on the table as a sacrifice?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the other people immediately frowned.
Seeing that Dai Xiaonu's expression suddenly turned gloomy, Xie Lanwen said softly: "Okay, no problem, let's go get the candles."
As he spoke, he glanced around the crowd, then turned around and walked out the door.
At this time, the others remembered their previous plan: to drag the village chief into the ancestral hall.
We already have clues. If we continue to foolishly follow the NPC's instructions step by step, we don't know when we will lose our lives.
What's more, there's no telling whose turn it will be to keep watch tonight.
No one wants to bet with their own life, now they have no choice but to fight.
Everyone followed Xie Lan outside without saying a word. Mr. Zhong did not show his head again and walked among the crowd.
He wanted to be the one responsible, but his purpose was to use his identity as a veteran player to trick others into taking advantage of the situation.
But now it was obvious that no one took him seriously, so there was no need for him to risk his life and rush forward.
When they arrived outside the ancestral hall, everyone seemed to be going to get candles, but in fact they surrounded the village chief without leaving any trace.
Sheng Nuan happened to be behind the village chief. Seeing that those people were nervous and did not dare to take action, they just looked at Xie Lan with their eyes. She curled her lips in disdain, then bent down to pick up the bricks on the ground and photographed the village chief with one brick. The back of the head.
This old thing is not a good bird!
However, Sheng Nuan hit her with a brick and then remembered something... Her body really didn't have much strength.
The next moment, the village chief slowly turned around and looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes gradually becoming sinister: "What are you doing?"
Sheng Nuan was dumbfounded. Across from her, Xie Lan couldn't help but laugh...
He glanced at the kid who was staring blankly at the village chief, and then took action without any warning.
Sheng Nuan knew that Xie Lan had some skills, but he didn't expect it to be so neat.
He kicked the village chief from behind to the knee... If an ordinary person were to kneel down immediately, the village chief's body was as stiff as a stone, and he turned around and attacked him directly.
Xie Lan's face remained unchanged and he leaned back to avoid it. He grabbed the village chief's arm and twisted it violently. He flipped the village chief from behind to the other side and kicked him again.
His movements were so fast that when Yang Zhao and Chen Chen Hecheng gathered around to help, the village chief had already been pinned to the ground by twisting his arms and stepping on his back.
Mr. Zhong always hid behind and did not make a move. Next to him, Xiao Baiqun saw that the originally gentle and cold Xie Lanli had turned into a ruthless skill. She was stunned at first, and then bit her lip with regret.
She was too anxious before.
Judging by the way he treats Sheng Nuan, you can tell that he is the sweetheart and cute girl. She is not much worse than Sheng Nuan.
If I hadn't been anxious to hug Zhong's lap before, given time, I might not have been able to climb up to Yan Shen.
He is gentle and reserved when he is not moving, but he is ruthless and courageous when he is moving. This kind of person is the one who can really be relied on in this scary world.
The person surnamed Zhong is just a veteran who is good at selling words...
No one noticed the regret in Xiao Baiqun's eyes. Dai Xiaonv's expression was as cold and numb as ever. After arranging their tasks, she seemed to have not seen what happened to the village chief at all. Her limbs stiffened and she turned away.
The village chief was dragged into the ancestral hall, his pale face twisted into a ferocious expression.
"Let me go, do you want to die?"
"You all have to die! Let me go... you all have to die!"
However, no one paid attention to his threats. Xie Lan and He Cheng dragged him by his arms directly into the mourning hall.
The moment the village chief was dragged into the mourning hall, the flame of the candle in front of the offering table swayed and suddenly grew taller.
The rising flame glowed with an eerie cold light, and then, there was a creak, and a harsh sound came from the originally motionless coffin.
It was like nails digging into the wood. Then, the coffin lid slowly moved away, and a blue-white claw suddenly stabbed out...
