"this……"

As mentioned above, there is no denying that Han Xuedian was very clever in guessing that Zhao Ping had certain intentions, but after all, he was not a god who could penetrate people's hearts. Therefore, in the face of Yang Lei's doubtful inquiry, Han Xuedian was mute. The reason was that he did not know Zhao Ping at all.

Ping's intention, Han Xuedian had no choice but to say vaguely: "Don't ask about the specific intention first, you just need to know that we are in danger now. Without senior people to protect us, we don't even dare to sleep!

"

"In that case, let's learn from the senior people and take turns to keep vigil. Before we returned to the room, the sister named Tang Meng had told us that someone must keep vigil when we sleep." Seeing Han Xuedian change the topic, Yang Lei, who guessed that the other party must not know, also made a reasonable suggestion.

Suggestions, he poured

He thought it was reasonable, but unexpectedly, Ma Wenhai, who was sitting next to him, jumped in front of Han Xuedian and shook his head decisively: "What? Keep a vigil? How to keep a vigil? Should you come first or should I come first? What if someone falls asleep during the vigil?

What should I do if a ghost happens to come out while I’m asleep?”

"I, I just made a suggestion. Brother Ma, you don't need to refute it directly, right?".

Yes, since the three people present have just met each other and have a superficial understanding of each other, plus they are all newcomers, Ma Wenhai, who is worried about others keeping watch, does not agree with leaving life and death in the hands of others. Ma Wenhai does the same, and Han Xuedian also cherishes his life.

Almost the same

Seeing that others rejected the suggestion, Yang Lei was stunned, and then said subconsciously with a bitter look on his face: "This won't work, and that won't work either. Otherwise, how about we run? Anyway, the mission information said that the supernatural events are limited to this village, as long as

Let’s run out of the village..."

"Stop, stop, you kid, stop talking. Yes, the supernatural events are indeed limited to this village, but the message has also warned that as long as someone leaves the village, the result will be obliteration. According to senior people, obliteration seems to be directly

melt."

"If you want to run, run by yourself. I won't run anyway."

Han Xuedian was always so 'witty and smart'. Before Yang Lei could finish his words, Han Xuedian immediately reminded him of what erasure meant. As he suddenly remembered the punishment of erasure, Yang Lei completely withered, and Ma Wenhai, who had been thinking hard beside him, also

Pretending to be helpless, not knowing what to do, let's not talk about how Han Xuedian and the other three will ultimately survive the night. At the same time, the scene shifts to the door of the room where the three of them are...

At this moment, in the dark and gloomy night, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was standing outside the door. He stood silently next to the window with his back against the wall. The man's expression could not be seen in the darkness, only the occasional reflection from his glasses.

A little less obvious dim moonlight.

During the process, the man neither spoke nor moved. He just stood by the window and listened silently, listening to the conversation in the room. He listened silently for a moment, perhaps confirming something. After a while, maintaining an expressionless face, the man quietly listened.

He left silently. Although leaving was a fact, it was strange...

He did not go back to his room directly as expected. Instead, he lowered his head and glanced at the time on his watch before walking to the yard. He first passed through the empty courtyard, and then went straight to the north house opposite, where the four Liu Guangshuis lived.

Arriving at the location of the north room, the man repeated his old trick. He once again leaned against the window and listened, listening to the movements in the room one by one, or in other words, listening to the well-proportioned breathing of several people as they fell asleep.

……………

Village Chief Wang is a hospitable person. As soon as it dawned the next morning, Village Chief Wang got up early and asked Xiaojuan to prepare a fairly sumptuous breakfast for everyone. Because they were busy with farm work all day long, most rural people went to bed early and got up early.

Good habits, but this is different from those in cities.

Although breakfast is not as diverse as in the city, it is pretty good at least in the village. In addition, most of the food in the countryside is natural and has no additives. It tastes unique, just like everyone sitting around the table in the courtyard at this moment.

, everyone ate happily, while Village Chief Wang was sitting in front of the main hall smoking a dry cigarette.

A few plates of vegetarian stuffed buns, a few scallions for dipping sauce, and a small pot of salty soup. These seemingly ordinary foods now exude an alluring aroma. Perhaps this is the country flavor that many city dwellers yearn for.

Time, early the next morning, 7:52.

"Come on, brother Chen, I'll give you this bun. Let's see how thin you have become. You must increase your nutrition."

"I said, Brother Chen, are you scolding me or hurting me? If you don't say so, just say it if you think I'm fat, huh? By the way, Village Chief Wang, why don't you and Xiaojuan eat it? It's just us.

I'm eating, this, how embarrassing it is..."

"Haha, please feel free to eat as much as possible. The old man and Xiaojuan have already eaten. We rural people eat early, otherwise we will delay our farm work."

As mentioned above, everyone was a little curious when they saw Village Chief Wang sitting opposite and not coming over. Chen Shuihong took the initiative to ask the grandfather and grandson why they didn't eat. It wasn't until Village Chief Wang said that they had already eaten that everyone gave up. Even so, they deeply felt

Liu Guangshui, who knew that they were staying in someone else's house, still used other ways to make up for it, and began to praise the grandfather and grandson without hesitation.

"Tsk tsk, don't mention it, this girl Xiaojuan's cooking skills are really good. Village Chief Wang, you are so lucky to have such a granddaughter."

After eating two leek buns, Liu Guangshui, who was always tactful in dealing with people, hurriedly grinned and praised Village Chief Wang, who was leisurely smoking. At the same time, he did not forget to give a thumbs up to Xiaojuan who was rushing to the cowshed opposite. Liu Guangshui praised him repeatedly.

Even Xiaojuan, who was feeding the cows, just turned around and smiled politely, while Village Chief Wang smiled and said modestly: "Mr. Liu, thank you for your praise. We are in the countryside and cannot compare with you in the city. The children from the farmers can't do anything like that."

But that’s not possible.”

"Look at what you said. Although many people know how to cook, what Mr. Liu just said is about craftsmanship. Sister Xiaojuan's cooking skills are enough to work as a chef in the town." Facing the old man's humble smile, Song Zhi

He then added to the conversation and began to sing and praise Liu Guangshui. Soon Zhou Xiaolan and Liu Lang also joined in.

If the four reporters headed by Liu Guangshui are in a good mood and are chatting with Village Chief Wang one after another, then the executor obviously has no intention of getting acquainted with and chatting. Instead, they are busy with their own affairs and are constantly giving Chen Shuihong crazy

I won’t mention Chen Xiaoyao who delivered the buns. Xu

She is very fond of country food, and Kong Ling is happy to eat alone. Peng Hu, who has never been picky about food, is feasting on the food next to him. If the above people are excluded, the rest will be a bit complicated. While everyone is either chatting or focusing on eating

At that moment, Tang Meng put down his chopsticks

Observing the scene, as far as the eye could see, Cheng Ying was looking around like himself, while Zhao Ping was eating breakfast gracefully. However, the three newcomers, including Han Xuedian, who had just joined, reacted abnormally. No, that's not right. Instead of describing it as abnormal,

It would be more appropriate to describe it as sleepy

Tsk, I don’t know if they didn’t sleep well last night or simply didn’t sleep at all. At this moment, sitting at the table, the three of them all had dark circles under their eyes and were yawning all day long. They were obviously tired. Seeing this, Tang Meng couldn’t help but be a little surprised. He remembered that he went back to the room last night.

At that time, I had told the three people about taking turns to watch the night, how...

Tang Meng was not sure whether Han Xuedian and the other two slept last night, but that was not the key after all. The key was that Village Chief Wang did not show the slightest bit of strangeness. No matter how she looked at it, she did not find any trace of concealment in the old man's expression.

color.

There is no doubt that the reason why Tang Meng specially observed Village Chief Wang was because of Cheng Ying and Chen Xiaoyao. With their keen eyes, during the meeting at Liu Guangshui's place last night, the two of them noticed a dark shadow walking quietly through the yard.

When I followed him outside, I discovered that the black shadow was actually Village Chief Wang, and the person who was talking to Village Chief Wang

The other person was a man named Liu Chenghai, who was also the middle-aged man who had blocked them during the day. He hid in the dark and eavesdropped for a while, and then he learned that a murder had occurred in the village. Not long ago, a woman named A Cui committed suicide.

A Cui's death seems to be related to Liu Chenghai and even many villagers in Qiuye Village.

, the two told the other executors about the matter. When they learned about it, it did cause an uproar at first. For a while, everyone expressed their opinions and considered it, and successively determined that A Cui was most likely a female ghost. The identity of the female ghost was quickly revealed.

I'm sure. Unfortunately, just like Cheng Ying and I at that time, everyone can guess

Apart from the identity of the female ghost, there were no more clues to analyze after that. I had no choice but to look at Zhao Ping expectantly, hoping that the man with glasses could express some new opinions. However, strangely, in the face of everyone's expectant eyes, there was no one in the whole process.

Zhao Ping, who participated in the discussion, remained silent, actually expressing his personal opinions!

Based on everyone's understanding of the man with glasses, first of all, it is certain that after learning this important news, Zhao Ping will definitely have ideas, even more than anyone else thought. After all, this person's ability is there, even though the description is like this

, Unexpectedly, the man with glasses refused to say whether he was alive or dead, and had no intention of discussing it with everyone, so he sent Peng Hu and others

He was so angry. This was really irritating. As both smart people with excellent IQs, He Fei often discussed things with everyone, but this guy surnamed Zhao did the exact opposite and ignored others at all, even if

Some people asked, but then they just changed the subject and told everyone to go back to their rooms to rest.

Yes, it was precisely because of Zhao Ping's silence last night and the fact that no one had discussed what happened for a long time that Tang Meng had to look for clues on his own early this morning. He and Cheng Ying, who had similar intentions, observed the village chief, hoping to learn from what was happening in front of him.

It is true that Tang Meng and Cheng Ying looked at what was found on the old man carefully, but after all, Village Chief Wang has lived for most of his life, and he can be said to be a mature man. He is obviously hiding something from everyone, but on the surface he is calm as usual, without any trace of anything.

Different colors.

Just as Tang Cheng and the two women were secretly observing, the opposite party looked up at the sky. Perhaps they thought it was getting late and did not want to continue chatting with Liu Guangshui. Village Chief Wang put away his tobacco bag and stood up, leaving his seat, and then walked towards the cowshed.

Xiaojuan asked: "Xiaojuan, have the cows been fed?".

"Well, fed."

Realizing that the old man seemed to want to go out, Liu Guangshui asked with confusion: "Village chief, what are you doing..."

This time, Village Chief Wang did not answer immediately. Instead, he walked into the cowshed to check the situation. It was not until he confirmed that the cattle had eaten all the forage that the old man explained with a smile: "Old man, there is still some farm work in the field. Let's go out first. Everyone has had breakfast."

You can wander around the village as you like, and if you are worried about getting lost, just let Xiaojuan lead the way."

Da da da da da…

Bang!

Having said that, Village Chief Wang was about to reach out to untie the cow rope, but who would have thought that before he could untie the rope, there was a series of hurried running sounds outside the door, and then the courtyard door was pushed open.

Opened, and as soon as the courtyard door opened, a relatively young male villager rushed in panting, with a look of nervousness on his face except for breathing.

"Zhao Dayong, what's wrong with you? Why did you come to me so early in the morning? Don't you need to plant your land anymore?"

As the saying goes, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Although Village Chief Wang always looks kind in front of Liu Guangshui and others, in front of the villagers, the old man still has the majesty of the village chief. At first glance, he is villager Zhao.

Dayong, although Village Chief Wang was suspicious in his heart, he still did not forget his words.

The old man reprimanded him majestically, but unfortunately, Zhao Dayong, who was being reprimanded, completely ignored it. He just held his hand on the door frame and gasped. Until he could breathe evenly, he said loudly in an almost stuttering tone: "Hoo! King, Uncle Wang

,No...that's not good, Liu Chenghai hanged himself!"

What!!!

As soon as Zhao Dayong said this, Village Chief Wang's expression changed drastically. Xiaojuan next to him also instantly fell into a trance state. Liu Guangshui and others who were eating in the courtyard were also stunned on the spot almost at the same time. As you can imagine,

Even these people were shocked, let alone the executor. In fact, as soon as they learned about this, everyone, including Zhao Ping, felt their hearts tremble, and at the same time, they were enveloped by an indescribable sense of crisis.

!

The reason is very simple. That's because the executor has now learned Liu Chenghai's identity, and Liu Chenghai is the middle-aged man who had a private conversation with Village Chief Wang last night. In addition, Liu Chenghai is also an important figure more valuable than Village Chief Wang.
To be continued...