Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Chapter 206 Infinite Flow Female Supporting Character (22)

Xin Yi feels very aggrieved now. She regarded Huang Xi as a close friend from the bottom of her heart, but he ended up betraying her twice.

"To be frank, Chen Hao is a restless person. If it weren't for me, it would have been someone else." Lu Changqing scratched her head. She was not very good at dealing with feelings. After struggling for a moment, she stared at Xin Yi's murderous eyes and said, "In this situation, I can only say sorry. I will change my mind and won't do it again. If you really can't let it go, then I can only say goodbye. After the instance is over, I will try not to appear in front of you."

Xin Yi sneered, "You're just rapping for me?"

Lu Changqing thought back to what he had just said, and only then realized that there was some rhyme in it.

Lu Changqing said helplessly: "As for our matter, I really don't know what to do except apologize. As for you, don't get angry because of me and people like Chen Hao. If you get angry, you will only suffer, so think positively."

Let it go? If she could let it go easily, she wouldn't have impulsively dragged Chen Hao and Huang Xi into the game.

Xin Yi wiped the tears from her face. It was indeed better not to be friends if you have different values. She had nothing to say to this kind of person who did something wrong and still felt justified.

The door was closed again, and Lu Changqing was the only one left in the room.

Lu Changqing lay back on the bed and sighed in his heart, what is going on?

The sky gradually darkened, and no one had thought of a way to keep watch safely. Chen Hao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

In the afternoon, he asked Xin Yi to exchange signatures with him, but Xin Yi told him directly that she had known that he had cheated on her and scolded him, saying that she would never exchange signatures with him.

Seeing time passing by, the wealthy Chen Hao no longer cared about his face and begged Lin Yan and the other two men, trying to use money to buy a way out for himself.

But none of the three were fools. They all understood that having money but no life to spend it was useless, so they all rejected Chen Hao.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Hao realized that it was useless to delay any longer, so he reluctantly set off, looking back every few steps.

Chen Hao and Huang Mao chose the same way to keep watch. They closed the courtyard door, sat in the ancestral hall, and kept an eye on the burning of incense and candles.

Everything was quiet in the first half of the night, but in the second half, the rustling sound like dragging footsteps started again.

Chen Hao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He no longer cared about the rules of the game. He slammed the wooden door of the ancestral hall, hid in the corner of the hall, and stared in the direction of the door with fear and trepidation.

"Knock Knock-"

Three clear knocks sounded outside the door. Chen Hao clenched the peach wood branch in his hand and swallowed hard.

He picked these from the peach tree in the village in the afternoon. He doesn't know if they are useful.

"Knock Knock-"

The rhythmic knocking sound rang again, and after ringing nine times, it stopped completely.

Chen Hao tilted his ear and listened carefully to the noise outside the door, but he could hear nothing. It was terribly quiet.

Just when Chen Hao was wondering whether the ghost had left, he felt something scratching his neck, hairy, prickly and a little itchy.

Chen Hao was about to reach out to scratch it, but he felt as if he touched something soft. When he touched it carefully, it turned out to be like hair!

Chen Hao was so scared that he stopped moving immediately. The next moment, he closed his eyes tightly, raised the peach branch high in both hands, waved it in the air, and crawled towards the door.

However, due to being too nervous and scared, he did not pay attention to his feet. Suddenly, a ball of black hair was lying at Chen Hao's feet. He was caught off guard and tripped by the black hair. He lost his balance and fell to the ground in a mess.

Chen Hao let out a scream, and the peach branch in his hand fell to the side.

The scene before his eyes shocked Chen Hao. He saw a grayish-white face facing him. It was a female ghost with a hideous and pale face.

Chen Hao stared at the female ghost in astonishment, his lips trembling, "You...you are not - ah -"

The ghost girl's hand slid into Chen Hao's mouth like a snake, blocking all his unfinished words in his throat...

The rooster crowed several times. Lu Changqing and the others were waiting for people in the yard of the village chief's house.

After waiting for ten minutes, there was still no sign of Chen Hao. Xin Yi turned around and went into the house and knocked on the village chief's door.

There was the rustling sound of someone getting dressed in the house. The door opened and the village chief poked his head out. "What's going on so early in the morning?"

A strange fishy smell wafted out of the house. Xin Yi took a step back without leaving a trace. "Village Chief, our colleague who was on guard last night didn't come back today either."

The village chief looked anxious when he heard this, and urged Xin Yi and the others to take him to the ancestral hall to check the situation.

The village chief kept calling people along the way, and by the time everyone arrived at the ancestral hall, the team of a few people had grown into more than a dozen people.

Chen Hao's death was even more tragic than Huangmao's. Although both were disemboweled, at least Huangmao's body was still intact.

Xin Yi couldn't bear to look at Chen Hao's body broken into several pieces, so she turned her head to the side.

On the wooden door of the ancestral hall, the four words "All must die" were written in blood. The handwriting was hideous and distorted, as if carrying endless resentment and hatred, which made people shudder.

"This, this, this...how could this happen?" The village chief was so scared that he sat down on the ground, his legs so weak that he couldn't stand up.

Xin Yi stood in front of the village chief and asked, "Village chief, how did Liu Xiangmei die? Why was she so vicious?"

The middle-aged man also chimed in, "We have been on guard for two nights and two people have died. If this continues, we will all die. Village chief, how long are you going to keep this secret from us?"

Faced with the two people's questioning, the village chief panicked and said palely: "What's the use of cruel or not? Liu Xiangmei died of illness. Rural people get sick and have no money to see a doctor, so they die like that. If you don't believe me, you can ask the villagers, they can all testify."

At this moment, a woman's anxious cry suddenly came from outside the door.

"Village chief, my son Dayong is missing. I haven't seen him for two days and I can't get through to him on the phone. I only have one son, you have to help me find him!"

An elderly lady rushed in from outside the door, completely ignoring the fact that the village chief was still sitting on the ground, and grabbed the village chief's arm and tried to pull him up.

The village chief shook off the woman's hand and cursed, "What are you looking for? Didn't you see that there is a dead person here?"

When the old lady heard that someone had died, she was shocked and asked, "Could it be my son?"

The old lady ran to the entrance of the ancestral hall and screamed in fear when she saw the tragic state of the corpse. After confirming that the dead person was not her son, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay as long as the outsider buries him. But please help me find Dayong first." The old lady said and ran to the village chief to get people.

"Aunt Sun, your Dayong is over 30 years old. How can you just abandon him? Maybe he has gone to someone's house to play cards again." Someone in the crowd said.

The old lady said firmly: "Impossible! Even if my Dayong went out to gamble, he would only play all night at most. It is impossible for him not to come back for two days and two nights."

Another man said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? Maybe she's sleeping at one of her lover's houses."

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Yes, maybe your Dayong will bring a woman back to be your daughter-in-law later."

Everyone was talking and laughing loudly, seemingly completely forgetting the bloodshed in the ancestral hall.

"That's enough!" The village chief shouted, and he got up from the ground and pointed at the men standing around and scolded them, "It's already this late, and you still have the mind to joke around here. Who has an old man's coffin ready? Bring it over here, and clean up the ancestral hall first!"

After arranging the matters at hand, the village chief turned his gun to Aunt Sun. "You are so panicked after not going home for two days. People who don't know would think your son is only three years old! If you have nothing to do, just go home and stay out of sight."

Aunt Sun was reprimanded by the village chief. Although she was a little dissatisfied, she did not dare to refute directly. She could only mutter aggrievedly: "Dayong has never..."

Before he could finish his words, the village chief interrupted him impatiently: "Stop talking. You're making fun of yourself."

After that, the village chief waved his hand to signal Aunt Sun to leave, and warned her sternly: "Go back quickly, or I will ask your man to pick you up later."

When Aunt Sun heard that her husband was going to be called, she shrank her neck in fear, a look of horror appeared on her face. She dared not say another word and turned away in shame.

Xin Yi and the others saw Aunt Sun's reaction. Although the village chief is old, he is very prestigious in the village.

Xin Yi thought that Chen Hao's body could just be stuffed into the coffin, but she didn't expect the village chief to personally bring needle and thread from his own home to help sew it up.

Looking at the color of the needle and thread in the village chief's hand and the messy stitches on the corpse, what else could the crowd not understand?

This is the clue provided by app. Liu Xiangmei's body was sewn by the village chief himself.

Xin Yi and a few others immediately discussed finding an opportunity to search the village chief's house.

There is nothing to search on the second floor, mainly the first floor where the village chief and his wife often go.

In addition to the living room, there are three rooms on the first floor. One is the bedroom where the village chief and his wife sleep, one is a storage room for farm tools, and the other is locked. The windowsill is blocked by dark curtains, so you can't see the layout of the room at all, and no one knows what's inside.

However, before Lu Changqing and the others could take any action, something happened in the village in the afternoon.

In half a day, the stomachs of all the women in the village swelled up like balloons.

The joy I felt from being pregnant was gone, and now all that was left was fear.

The village chief's house was surrounded by people, and Lu Changqing and others stood by the second-floor window watching the farce downstairs.

"Village Chief, what should we do? That woman must have come back for revenge!"

"Didn't you say that the ancestral hall could calm the woman's ghost? How did it become like this?"

"Yes, how can a belly grow as big as a seven-month pregnant overnight? That woman must have cursed us."

"I said before that this matter was strange. How could a woman over fifty be pregnant? But you, village chief, refused to believe it and said it was a blessing from the gods."

"I don't want a child anymore. Who knows what's in my belly? Is there any way to get rid of it?"

……

The crowd was noisy and the village chief shouted "quiet" several times but no one listened to him. Finally, he found a glass from the house and smashed it on the ground, and the crowd finally quieted down.

"Shut up, all of you! You were the ones who wanted to have a son in the first place, and now you are the ones who are worried about problems with the pregnancy!"

The village chief glanced at the mob in front of him and said coldly: "You have long hair but little knowledge. Since you are pregnant, you should stay out of trouble."

As he spoke, the village chief's voice suddenly became softer. Xin Yi and the others held their breath and listened carefully, but they could not hear what he said.

Soon all the villagers dispersed. Xin Yi and the others came down from upstairs. Seeing the village chief sitting on a chair smoking a pipe, Xin Yi said directly, "Village chief, we have seen everything upstairs."

The village chief puffed out smoke for a while, not taking Xin Yi's words to heart at all. "Girls, you are just the guardians I invited into the village. You are only responsible for helping to keep watch at night. I advise you to stay out of other village affairs."

"Village Chief, we have already lost two of our colleagues. When we are all dead, do you think Liu Xiangmei will let her real enemy go?"

"Do you threaten me?"

Xin Yi said calmly, "I dare not, I am just telling the truth."

Lu Changqing replied at the right time: "And the retribution in the village has already begun, and now it's the women. Do you think the men in your village can escape?"

The village chief sneered, "Young man, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand anything. What retribution? It's a blessing from God."

Lin Yan raised his lips sarcastically, "Whether it is a blessing or not, you know it best."

A trace of anger appeared on the village chief's face.

Xin Yi said, "Village Chief, just like you said, we are just night watchmen. We are here to take money and help you keep vigil. We have no intention of understanding the grudges between you and Liu Xiangmei's family. We just want to know how the night watchmen can spend the night safely."

The village chief took a puff of his cigarette and said disapprovingly, "Didn't I tell you on the first day? Just make sure the candles don't go out and don't let wild cats jump onto the coffin when you're on vigil."

Xin Yi said helplessly: "Village Chief, we are not kidding you."

The village chief flicked the ash off his cigarette and said firmly, "I'm not kidding you either. This is our custom of keeping vigil here."

Seeing that nothing could be learned from the questions, Xin Yi stopped wasting time and the group walked outside the yard, found a shady spot under a tree, and discussed their next move.

The tall and thin man looked at Xin Yi, complaining, "Why didn't you continue to ask the village chief Liu Xiangmei about the cause of death?"

Xin Yi looked at the tall and thin man in surprise. "You blame me when he didn't tell you himself? Besides, you have experienced a dungeon. Don't you know that the later the game goes, the less restrictions the rules have on the ghosts? We don't know how to avoid the ghosts yet. If we really force the village chief to tell us about their evil deeds, restore the truth, and uncover the secrets of the village, and the app relaxes the restrictions on the ghosts, how do you want us to spend the remaining four days?"

The two people who died before him died one more miserably than the other. Tonight it will be his turn. The tall and thin man is getting more and more anxious. He said nervously, "But the clues we have found now can't solve the most urgent problem of keeping watch. What do you think we should do?"