"Meow……"
The black cat had Jiang Yao as a cushion and was not injured.
Jiang Yao was helped up by A Dong and rubbed his butt that hurt from the fall. He immediately realized something was wrong.
Her gaze passed through the dark night and landed on a few figures lurking not far away, and she narrowed her eyes.
"Are you injured?"
A-Dong shook his head. The wound on his arm had healed, but the sleeve was torn and hung in tatters on his arm. The blood soaked in the sleeve had solidified and dried up.
Jiang Yao glanced at the time.
Eleven forty-nine at night.
It's almost zero.
A more terrifying crisis is coming.
"Let's go." Jiang Yao grabbed A Dong's wrist with one hand, held the black cat with the other, and ran in the opposite direction to Duan Cheng.
Duan Cheng could only watch the fat sheep he had obtained escape.
He didn't expect that the seamless killing plan he arranged would be broken by a stand-in doll, nor did he expect that Jiang Yao could come out of the cellar safely.
"Boss." The player beside him reminded with a trembling voice: "It's almost midnight."
Duan Cheng, who had been out for the past few nights, knew how scary it was after midnight. He was so angry that he almost broke his teeth and said bitterly: "Go back!"
Exploring the main plot of "Wuqiao Acrobatic Troupe" is equivalent to seeking death. Duan Cheng has never thought about exploring. His only purpose is to kill A Dong and rob her of her talents.
A Dong lost the government troops who had been guarding him, and Jiang Yao was left alone.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
the other side.
Jiang Yao hurried away from Jiangtan Village and ran into the mountains. His mind was not idle, thinking about what Wang Wan said while imprisoned in the cellar.
'Help Xiaohong. '
Xiaoshu also said this before losing consciousness.
What happened to Xiaohong? How to help?
Jiang Yao only saw half of Wang Wan's memories, and he didn't see the other half.
The situation at that time made it impossible to continue watching.
Wang Wan deliberately inspired the Yin Qi to transform into a ghost to interrupt her.
As for why it was interrupted? I'm afraid it's because I don't have enough time. After all, after midnight, a team beating gongs and drums will appear.
'Clang--'
Jiang Yuanyuan, who ran into the forest, heard the sound of gongs coming from the entrance of Jiangtan Village.
She paused in her steps and stood at a high place. Through the dense woods, her dark pupils reflected a few faint rays of light.
The black cat in her arms was far away, but she could still feel the thick and turbulent evil spirit brought by the group. Her hair stood on end, her body trembled, and she meowed several times to urge her to run away.
Jiang Yao came to his senses and continued running up the mountain.
After running two steps, A-Dong suddenly stopped, tugged on her sleeve, and then pointed at the animal trap not far away.
The traps were very secretive and densely arranged. They were all traps for large animals such as tigers and leopards.
Not only that, in addition to the animal trap, there was also a deep pit dug about twenty meters down, with a layer of dead leaves and branches covering the surface.
People who panic and run away are easy targets.
Along the way, not a single beast was seen. Moreover, the traps were laid out so densely that they were not as effective against wild beasts as they were against people escaping from the village.
Combined with Wang Wan's memory of escaping, Jiang Yao was more sure of his thoughts.
This is what the villagers of Jiangtan Village use to deal with abducted people.
Wang Wan was not the only one who entered the village, there were many victims.
Jiang Yao avoided those traps, walked more than a hundred meters, and saw a cemetery.
They were buried in earthen mounds, and no monuments were erected. They became solitary graves.
A Dong stepped on something, looked down, his pupils tightened, and he took a breath.
It's a white hand bone sticking out of the soil.
It looks like a cemetery, but it's actually a mass grave.
"There are hundreds of them." Jiang Yaomu counted them again and said calmly.
Hundreds of graves are filled with nameless people.
A Dong's face was solemn, and it was hard to imagine what had happened to these people buried here...
"Here." Jiang Yao took out the shovel from his backpack and handed it to her.
A Dong was stunned.
Jiang Yao explained: "Dig the grave and dig it out."
After saying that, she started to work.
A Dong took a deep breath, held the shovel tightly, and dug along.
The black cat did not enter the [Contract] and jumped onto a tree to look out for them.
After nearly five hours of digging, all the bones were dug out and placed on the ground nearby, arranged in rows.
A Dong was out of breath from digging. The mask she wore was thick and there was insufficient oxygen. She could only take off two masks and leave one on.
Most of them were dug out by Jiang Yao.
She was so skilled at digging graves that she could collect all the bones without damaging the bones.
Like a professional grave digger, A Dong and the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.
[Sister Yao, what else can’t you do? 】
[I can drive again, I can also work as a busboy in a restaurant, I am very good at chopping meat and bones, and I am so skilled at digging graves... What did the anchor do before entering the thriller dungeon? I'm so curious. 】
[Most of them are the skeletons of children. Damn it, this village specializes in human trafficking? 】
[In addition to the child's skeleton, it is a female skeleton. Damn it. 】
The most effective way to distinguish between men and women is through the pelvis.
There are hundreds of skeletons, some completely decomposed with only white bones left, and some still decaying corpses...
A Dong's head was pounding, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.
Too young, most of the skeletons are too young, the youngest is 2 years old.
Jiang Yao dug until the shovel lost its durability, broke it into two pieces, scrapped it, and threw it aside.
The corpses in front of her confirmed her suspicions.
The sky lights up at this moment.
A new day has arrived, and the dawn light falls on the bones, coating them with a faint halo.
Jiang Yao bought a piece of white cloth and covered all the corpses.
She said: "Go down the mountain."
A Dong planned to rebury them.
Jiang Yao said: "I don't know their names yet."
A Dong suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her blankly.
Just listen to her continue: "I won't bury him until I know his name."
A Dong's eyes suddenly turned red.
A Dong understood what she meant.
If they knew their names and set up monuments, they would not become lonely ghosts.
Walking down the mountain and back to Jiangtan Village, they heard the sound of suona and gongs and drums in the distance.
It's different from what I heard in the middle of the night. This is music played for weddings.
Jiang Yao and A Dong went back home, washed their faces, found some more festive clothes in the closet, put them on, left the house, and walked to He Jianqiang's house where the wedding was held.
Before they reached the door, they saw round tables covered with red cloth placed outside. People from the whole village came to the wedding banquet and sat around the tables.
Aunt Guo, who was helping arrange the wedding banquet, saw them and raised her hand to wave.
"Sir, the banquet is about to begin. Please sit at the same table with the bride and groom."
