It was clear that I had seen them with my own eyes during the day, so how could they die?
Qin Qingfeng and Xiao Tao were both scared and incredible at the same time.
"Mr. Han, please stop joking about this." Xiao Tao said a little scared.
"Yes, Sanqian. Those people were fine during the day. We have all seen them, and we can all confirm that they are human beings, not like ghosts." Qin Qingfeng also said.
Han Sanqian smiled, stood up and walked to the spiritual tablet, then glanced at the spiritual tablet without saying a word.
The three of them looked at him in confusion, what was going on?
Soon, Han Sanqian's face turned cold, and he pointed to a spiritual place in the corner of the seventh row. The three of them looked at it and were shocked for a moment.
"Wuyou Village, Cheng Niu's spiritual place!"
"This...this belongs to the waiter in that shop?"
"how so?!"
Han Sanqian's face turned pale, he guessed right!
Han Sanqian is not sure about tonight's answer. Everything is just a guess. He also needs facts to prove that after entering samadhi last night, he suddenly felt strangely peaceful and already noticed something was wrong, especially since Wang Simin once said that they went upstairs.
When I arrived, the waiter still had half of the things to put away, but after just a few words, there was already silence downstairs.
Coupled with a series of events today, Han Sanqian vaguely felt that this place was weird and strange. Until Wang Simin reminded him about the clothes, Han Sanqian suddenly thought that maybe the people on the two sides were not from the same world at all.
Only this explanation can perfectly explain these strange and strange things.
Another point that supports these explanations is that Qin Qingfeng massacred this place back then. In three years, this place was as busy as a street and as prosperous as a brocade. This is simply impossible.
Therefore, everything is an illusion, or they have entered another small virtual world!
"Summer clothes, summer melons, even no one knows Xiaotao, but Xiaotao clearly exists here. These all show that we and them are not in the same world, but in the same space.
That's all." Han Sanqian said.
It's like two parallel lines suddenly intersecting together. Except for the intersection points, other places are still separate worlds.
"You mean, Wuyou Village is the intersection?" Qin Qingfeng frowned.
Han Sanqian nodded.
Wang Simin seemed to understand: "So in this place, we and they are always incompatible, but many times we have intersections with each other, which makes us feel that some of them are not compatible with each other, and some of them are compatible. This also makes us feel that
Very strange place.”
Han Sanqian nodded: "Yes, so I have been guessing what their world is like. It is related to the unusualness of last night, and when we came to the village chief in the ancestral hall, we saw so many souls here.
, all make me suspect that their so-called world may actually be a world of innocent souls."
Qin Qingfeng nodded heavily. Up to now, he also agreed with Han Sanqian's statement, because although he was not sure whether he had massacred all the people in the village three years ago, one thing was certain, he could not.
Few people.
Han Sanqian's words are the most consistent explanation of that period of history. Wuyou Village was not prosperous at all, but instead entered a more withered situation after being massacred.
In fact, none of them survived. Instead, they gathered here and became a concentration camp of resentment.
Thinking of this, Qin Qingfeng couldn't help but lower his head. When he first came here and saw the bustle here, he thought that the place had returned to its original state, and the guilt in his heart was reduced a lot. But now, he has to feel even heavier.
Because obviously, his debt is even heavier.
Xiao Tao looked at Han Sanqian happily: "Mr. Han, you are so smart, you can think of this."
Hearing Xiaotao's compliment, Wang Simin glanced at Han Sanqian with disgust: "It's just a mistake."
"Miss Simin, Mr. Han can think about small things so thoroughly, how could he just miss the mark? This is entirely because Mr. Han is smart." Xiao Tao has always disliked arguing with others, but in this matter, she must
We must stand firmly on Han Sanqian's side.
Because Han Sanqian can piece together all kinds of tiny fragments into an extremely large and complete event. His observation ability and powerful thinking ability alone can't help but amaze people.
Wang Simin was about to speak when the entire ancestral hall suddenly shook. Immediately afterwards, the ancestral hall collapsed and the roof collapsed.
Han Sanqian quickly mobilized his energy, covered the four people, and looked at everything outside the cover coldly.
boom!!
With a loud noise, the entire ancestral hall collapsed completely, and dust and smoke surged up for a moment. After a while, the dust dissipated. In front of the three thousand and four people in Han Dynasty, there was no ancestral hall anywhere. Looking around, there was darkness all around. The four people
The place where it is located is even more of a wasteland.
At this time, the cold wind blows, making people shudder.
Wang Simin subconsciously pinched Han Sanqian's arm sleeve with her hands and looked around in panic. But what was different from Wang Simin was Qin Qingfeng.
Compared with them, Qin Qingfeng's fear at this time is truly written on his face and engraved in his heart.
Because this place is really the place that he can't go away from in his nightmares.
Seeing Qin Qingfeng's face pale and his body trembling, Han Sanqian knew that this place must be the place where Qin Qingfeng massacred the villagers without even asking. That's why he was so frightened and frightened!
"Woo!"
Suddenly, at this moment, a miserable roar suddenly came out in the night, and on the wasteland in the distance, a figure slowly crawled out of the ground.
Immediately afterwards, more and more people crawled out of the ground in all directions with Han Sanqian as the center. They were hunched figures, carrying axes, broadswords, etc., and they were making strange whining screams.
Slowly approaching the four of them!
"This..." Wang Simin was shocked.
"It's the undead from Wuyou Village!" Han Sanqian said seriously. After speaking, he glanced at Wang Simin. "I'll be in charge of the front, and you'll be in charge of the back."
Wang Simin nodded, drew out the long sword on his back, and leaned on Han Sanqian's back.
"roar!"
As the undead at the front roared, hundreds of undead suddenly accelerated and attacked directly.
Wang Simin drew his sword to meet the enemy, and Han Sanqian also drew his jade sword directly and attacked the undead.
The war is about to break out!
But these undead armies seemed to never live or die. Every time a knife was struck, they were instantly shattered, but they could be reorganized in an instant. As time went by, the two men not only failed to kill even a single undead, but instead allowed the undead to fully advance, pushing four of them forward.
