"Now, Yaki. One day, you will take me out of here, right?"

The bright moonlight shone gently through the paper window and fell gently in every corner of the bedroom. The woman's black hair poured down like silk and spread onto the floor. She snuggled in the man's arms and gently closed her eyes. The woman's slender and thick eyelashes cast a shadow, and her lips as tender as cherry blossoms rose slightly, and she was as sacred and pure as the bright moon in the air.

"Don't worry, Maki." The man held her hand back, with a affectionate and gentle tone: "I have been ready to give up everything. I will definitely take you out of this place, and then we will find a village to live in seclusion and live an ordinary life."

"Okay, I believe in you, I gave you everything, I know you won't lie to me..." The woman raised her head, her eyes were blurred. The man's face was blurred, and she could only vaguely see the part below the other person's neck in her sight.

Is this the perspective of the witch named Maki?

When Jiang Li came to his senses, Xira beside him was looking at him with concern. He stretched out his hand and waved in front of Jiang Li: "Mianmian, are you okay?"

"Ah? I...I'm fine." After Jiang Li said that, he felt his eyes warm. He couldn't help but touch his cheeks, and then he realized that at some point he had cried.

"Since just now, something suddenly became very wrong." Sila said: "You kept looking at the thatched house in front of you, with empty eyes and sadness. No matter how I called your name, there was no reaction. Have you seen any clues?"

Jiang Li remembered the scene he had seen before, and felt infinite sadness surge in his heart. The pain of the witch seemed to be conveyed to him. He told Xira everything he had just seen, and after hearing this, the other party expressed great surprise.

Not only him, Jiang Li himself was also full of doubts. Why was the only one among everyone who saw the witch frequently, while others did not receive any important tips related to it?

"Kanyue Maki, it should be the name of that witch." Jiang Li said sadly, his fear of her had long faded away.

What a beautiful and gentle girl she was obviously in her lifetime, why was she treated like that and turned into a demon and couldn't rest? Jiang Li clenched his fists silently, and made up his mind to find out the truth behind it and comfort the poor woman who was already dead but still endured the torture of sadness and pain.

Yes, he can basically confirm that this witch named Guanyue has absolutely no malice towards him.

She appeared many times, but never hurt herself. On the contrary, she kept guiding him, as if she wanted to help him find out the truth as soon as possible. As for Mo Yu's death, it is probably related to other evil spirits.

The task mentioned that there will be resentment in certain specific occasions. Obviously, while this thatched house has important clues, it must be full of dangers.

"Be careful in a while." Jiang Li reminded Sila: "Even if you find the clues, then evacuate immediately."

"Okay." Sila responded solemnly.

The two walked to the thatched hut, walked around the main entrance, and came to the window to the east.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Jiang Li's heart couldn't help but tighten when she saw Mo Yu's corpse. Her death was extremely miserable, and her eyes were still wide open, as if she had seen something extremely scared before she died. At this moment, the corpse had fallen to the ground, and the dark blood under her body stained the ground, and the pungent fishy smell always stimulated the nerves of the two.

This is not an online game. Human life seems so humble and fragile here. Once you die in the game, it is death in the true sense.

Although Jiang Li and this female player had never met, they only communicated with each other in virtual images during the mission. However, when he saw the person die, he still felt sympathy and compassion for the girl.

"Although I don't know what your name is...Mo Yu, rest in peace." He bent down and stretched out his hand to close his eyes for the other party. And Xila beside him looked at Mo Yu's corpse thoughtfully, suddenly bent down and leaned over.

"What are you doing..." Jiang Li was about to accuse him, but soon understood the other party's intention: he was checking Mo Yu's backpack supplies.

At this time, Jiang Li discovered that when the player died, all the supplies he used could be taken for himself by other surviving players. This is somewhat similar to the "licking bag" in chicken eating. As for whether the supplies are distributed fairly or based on the principle of coming first and then coming, it depends on the player's own meaning.

"It's so sinister." Jiang Li couldn't help but feel extremely disgusted with this setting of space. It's not difficult to imagine that when facing the threat of evil spirits in the future, players will definitely fight for props. Maybe they will watch others die and snatch the props in their hands. After all, human nature is selfish. When life is threatened, who will think about helping others?

"Sorry, I'm also trying to survive." Xira clasped her hands together, and after saying this sentence with guilt, she slowly stood up.

He stretched out his hand and transformed into a bronze compass the size of a palm. Jiang Li recognized this prop as Mo Yu's thing, which could be used to detect the aura and movements of evil spirits. Xira looked at the other party and stuffed the compass into Jiang Li's hand. Soon, the use of the prop appeared in his mind.

"You can hold this and you may be able to use it in a while," said Cyra.

Jiang Li was quite surprised by his performance. He thought the other party would take props for himself, but who knew, but he gave them to him without hesitation. Xira seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled shyly: "You are a girl and you don't have any props to be with you. It's safer to hold this."

I can't tell, this guy is pretty good-hearted.

Jiang Li changed his mind a little, and his tone was much better than at the beginning: "Thank you then. Okay, let's hurry up and take action." Xila nodded, then went around to the front and gently pushed open the vacant door.

A cold breath came to my face in an instant, and the temperature in the room was significantly lower than before. Even ordinary people, Jiang Li and Xira could feel the strong resentment and overwhelming hatred in the room.

Jiang Li looked down at the compass, the pointer swayed slightly, and the surface of the needle body was faintly glowing red - this was the prompt that the resentful spirits appeared.

"Don't be afraid." Sila felt the girl who was supporting her trembling slightly, and couldn't help but comfort her: "I'm here."

"Who said I was afraid?" Jiang Li gave the other party a blank look and said that your method of picking up girls is useless to me. However, with someone around him, he finally felt much more at ease.

In my memory, although the scene happened in a bedroom, it was not the room I woke up.

"Upstairs, there is a cabinet in that bedroom. In my memory, the witch's eyes were always near the cabinet. I think there must be something there." Jiang Li said quickly.

The two carefully stepped on the wooden steps full of spider webs. Their steps were very light, afraid of disturbing the resentful spirits hidden in the room. In just a dozen steps, Jiang Li walked too hard. It was not until he arrived at the second floor that he took a breath.

They walked slowly, safely along the way. When they arrived at the door of the bedroom, Xila pushed it gently, but found that the door was not moving at all, as if someone was pressing against the other end, without moving at all.

He frowned and couldn't help but increase his strength. At the same time, Jiang Li, who was beside him, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice. The compass in his hand suddenly pointed to a certain direction, and the pointer also turned red at this moment.
Chapter completed!