At the entrance of Rongguan Village, next to the black off-road vehicle.
Two figures were carrying various things from the car.
Although they were all wrapped in coarse cloth, it could be seen from their shape that they were tools used to unload mountains.
"Pig-killer, why are you shaking?"
Kong E narrowed his eyes and looked at the fat man beside him with an unkind expression.
"You are the one who kills the damn pigs, my name is Pao Jia."
The latter glared at him, but then retracted his hand when his eyes swept over the old man, and responded with annoyance on his face.
"And...aren't you cold?"
"cold?"
Kong E repeated this subconsciously, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his arms as pale as a dead man.
"My body temperature is much lower than that of normal people, only you..."
His body suddenly froze mid-sentence, and then he shut up obediently.
After discovering that Lu Zhishou did not blame him, Kong E picked up the pear-shaped shovel from the ground and stared at Cook Jia.
The sharp shovel blade shone coldly in the moonlight, with a faint black air lingering on it.
"They dug holes for me twice in a row... I will bear this grudge."
"Tsk."
Cook Jia curled his lips, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Hey…"
Insidious laughter sounded, and the two subconsciously held their breath.
After confirming again and again that there were no missing parts on their bodies, they turned to look at the gray-haired old man.
"Someone came here before us."
Lu Zhishou grinned like a kind elder.
"The one who comes is not good."
The waiter shrank his neck and leaned toward the old man subconsciously, not knowing whether he was worried about the other's safety or wanted to seek shelter.
But Lu Zhishou still had his hands behind his back, wondering what he was thinking.
"Other native masters...or another group?"
Kong E subconsciously put his hands to his waist, and his face became paler.
Cook Jia's movements were not that obvious. His nose twitched as if he was smelling something.
"Master Lu, let's..."
"Not urgent."
Lu Zhishou shook his head and smiled.
"A few children are here."
"Then let's just wait and see?"
Cook Jia grinned, but he pulled at the wound and sucked in a breath of pain.
"No, you have to fight with them."
The old man shook his head, with a strange look in his eyes.
——
"It's right ahead."
Bai Jiu pointed to the nearby thatched cottage and said to the three people behind him.
They didn't encounter any abnormalities along the way...or rather, the biggest exception was Wang Jin.
Along the way, this young man not only planted bombs but also dug up people's graves, acting like a psychopath.
But no one stopped Wang Jin.
Bai Jiu and Shi Baibai knew that he must have his own reasons for doing this.
As for Xiao Hui...she seems to be very interested. If Wang Jin hadn't agreed, she would have joined the grave digging camp.
"I have offended you so much, please forgive me."
Wang Jin bowed to the lonely grave in front of him and gathered back the soil he had just dug up.
After doing all this, he turned to look at Shi Baibai and Bai Jiu with a solemn look on his face.
"My guess is correct."
Wang Jin sighed and whispered.
"The villagers' bones are no different from those of wild dogs. They have all turned into this jade-like texture."
"Rongguan Village does not use coffins just to hide this secret."
"The body wrapped in straw mats will soon be eaten up by wild dogs, and even the bones will be taken away."
Wang Jin patted the dirt on his hands, his face expressionless.
"This is the real death without evidence."
"But, we can't rely on this to judge that Hui Dianlan is a bad person, right?"
Xiao Hui swallowed and whispered.
"After all, there is nothing unusual about the villagers, and they are even healthy."
"No, that's not what I'm worried about."
Wang Jin shook his head and responded softly.
"What the villagers do has nothing to do with me. What I care about is the phenomenon itself."
"The thing that caused all this should be a very special item, and it is in the hands of Gray Point Lamp."
"If he didn't want the villagers to be harmed, he could have taken his belongings and hid in the mountains."
"If he simply wants to kill people and make treasures, then he should go to a place with a higher population density."
"That said, the item itself is very difficult to move."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes and turned his gaze to Shi Baibai.
"It causes strange phenomena and is connected with the local energy... You know this kind of thing better than I do."
"...a strange object?"
The latter was stunned for a moment, then tentatively responded.
He found that he couldn't keep up with Wang Jin's thinking.
It was originally a simple visit to the immortal family, but it was somehow related to the strange object.
But this seems to be a coincidence, but it also seems to be destined.
"I remember when Hui Dian Deng fought against that old man, he used a bone."
Bai Jiu touched his chin and tried hard to find useful fragments in his memory.
"That's right."
"Do you still remember the death hexagram before coming here? Look at the compass again."
"Is it the door of death in front, or the door of death in the back?"
"Sure enough, it's here."
Wang Jin grinned, smiling for the first time in a long time.
"I have been thinking just now that a few wild dogs are not enough to kill us, and Hui Dian Deng's position is not clear, so the death divination may come from other factors."
"If this item is one of the Nine Rare Objects, both the doctor and the head of Lu may come to fight for it."
"When things have developed to this point, it is no longer just a matter of visiting the immortal family."
"So you've been planting bombs...how much have you considered?"
Shi Baibai opened his mouth and looked at Wang Jin with a somewhat complicated expression.
Wang Jin didn't say much along the way, but kept doing things that others couldn't understand.
Rather than saying that this young man is cautious, it is better to say that he suffers from severe persecutory delusions.
But now, all Wang Jin's guesses have come true.
Starting from phenomena that would be easily ignored, we can infer that there are strange objects here.
What was originally a crazy move turned into a carefully arranged preparation.
"It's like knowing things like a god. This is called knowing things like a god."
Bai Jiu burped, and his tense expression suddenly relaxed.
Having such a reliable young man by his side made him feel a lot more comfortable.
“The buns are amazing!”
Xiao Hui cheered and subconsciously pounced on Wang Jin, completely unaware that he was now in the shape of a girl.
"cough."
The young man put his hand on the girl's head and blocked her aside.
"What about us now?"
Shi Baibai recovered from the shock and subconsciously looked at Wang Jin.
"Well...we came early, and we have many choices."
"But no matter what you choose, you can't get around that strange object."
The young man touched his chin and whispered.
"I have a plan with minimal risk."
"The strange objects are related to strange stories and cannot be destroyed."
"But we can't let that thing fall into the hands of Lu Zhishou or the doctor."
"The safest way is to kill Hui Dianlan, grab the rare items, and leave from another direction."
"Uh-huh?"
Shi Baibai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Jin with horror on his face.
He didn't expect that the kind-faced young man in front of him could tell such an evil plan without changing his expression.
"Hui Dian Deng's position is unclear, and the situation of the pursuers behind him is also very complicated."
Wang Jin spread his hands and explained to the other three people.
"Instead of betting on the ashes and lighting the lantern without any evil intentions, and then facing the siege of other evil people... it would be most convenient to kill him and escape, right?"
"Ahem, let's not talk about right or wrong first, let's..."
"I have the strength."
Wang Jin raised his hand and patted Bai Jiu's shoulder. The latter's body softened and he almost fell to his knees.