Chapter 143 "Dragon Burial Village": Diary

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Yinzhu watched her thinking without disturbing her. He had been eating compressed biscuits for the past few days. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Looking at the pancakes and hot tea on the round table, he was drooling like crazy.

It's just that the servant beside Sister Jiang is not very good. Yinzhu only ate two pieces of cake and was looked down upon by him.

Jiang Ji moved the round table towards Jiang Yao and glanced sideways at Yin Zhu, who had no sense of boundaries. Seeing that he was about to grab another piece of freshly heated pancake and stuff it into his mouth, he immediately moved the plate away.

When Yinzhu saw this, he frowned, and his fighting spirit was aroused. He stretched out his fingers flexibly to grab the dinner plate, but in terms of speed, he was not Jiang Ji's opponent. After several attempts, he couldn't even reach the edge of the dinner plate. I could touch him and my face would turn red with anxiety.

"you!!"

Without looking at him, Jiang Ji brought the dinner plate in front of Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao pushed away the dinner plate and said he wasn't hungry, then stood up and said to Yin Zhu, "Take me to that abandoned house to have a look."

Black Gouzi is the biggest BOSS in the mysterious realm of "Buried Dragon Village" and is also a key figure in exploring the main line. Before finding out his life experience, he will not be able to complete the test set by Grandma Wushan for the time being.

Yin Zhu took the opportunity to pick up the pancakes on the dinner plate and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Okay, you come with me."

Jiang Ji, who stayed where he was, glanced at the empty plate, then raised his head to look at the person who was clinging to Jiang Yao. His dark pupils shrank, and there was a strange and blurry vertical pupil reflected by the firelight.

The next second, Yin Zhu, who was walking in front, slipped. Jiang Yao next to him supported one of his arms. Even so, one of his knees still hit the ice-condensed ground.

A sharp pain hit him, and he couldn't even take a breath. A pine tree planted beside him shook and was about to hit him. He didn't even have a chance to react.

The weird thing is that the old pine tree only hit Yinzhu alone, and the branches didn't even touch Jiang Yao.

Seeing this, Jiang Yao understood. He kicked the pine tree away and turned to look at Jiang Ji with a serious look on his face.

"President Jiang!"

Jiang Ji met her gaze, her pupils returned to normal, her mouth under the mask pursed like a frosted eggplant, her ears drooped, and she lowered her head to clear the round table and low chairs.

This was the end of Yin Zhu's misfortune.

He limped along in the snow, his eyes red with grievance, and he realized what was going on when she called "President Jiang."

Does the leader of the Nihility Guild, Yangjiang Ji, have a cosplay hobby? Serving tea and water next to him, he thought he was Sister Jiang's servant...

Just eating two pieces of bread from him, he almost died. It was really terrible.

Jiang Yao's thoughts shifted to the abandoned house.

It is similar to the mountain guard's deserted house built in Yinlin Mountain. It is a single room with one person. The eaves are dilapidated and covered with thick snow. It looks like it has been renovated, and at least there is no draft on all sides.

There is little furniture in the house, just a bed, a table and chairs, and incense piled on the table. The weather is cold, and burning incense is easy to get damp, so it must be placed near the stove. There are still vague traces of the previous residence of the lakekeeper.

"Well, here are the rules."

Yin Zhu guarded the Lakers rules to her.

[Keep the Lakers Code:

1. Please check the condition of the stone monuments standing in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Round Lake three times before dusk. If you find any damage or breakage, please leave immediately!

2. Worship the monsters of Yuanhu at dusk every day and light three incense sticks; if two are short and one is long, please return to your residence as soon as possible and close the doors and windows tightly and do not go out before dawn.

3. Please don’t go into the lake! Do it at your own risk! 】

There are three rules in total, all related to protecting the lake.

The first and second rules are very simple. It is most taboo for a living person to burn incense with two short and one long incense. It is a sign of great misfortune.

The third one she has tried personally. Without the rattle, it would be very difficult.

There is a diary on the table, written in charcoal with regular fonts, recording the daily activities of guarding the lake.

[July, snow

They sent me to guard the lake. I had no merit but hard work. Why are they so comfortable? ]

[August, snow

The temperature is getting colder and colder. I cut down a few nearby trees and made winter firewood, but it is only August, how can it be so cold...]

[September, heavy snow

At night, I heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling coming from the Round Lake.

When I think of him, he looks scary. He has long arms and legs. He is the tallest person I have ever seen. Is there really anyone as tall as him in this world? It must be a monster. ]

[October, heavy snow

I almost died today!

I woke up next to Round Lake from sleepwalking again in the middle of the night, and I was chopping stone tablets with an axe.

A hole was cut in the stone tablet...I will die! Everyone will die! ]

[November, snow

If anyone sees this, be sure to read on.

The monster buried in Round Lake is called Black Gouzi, and he is an orphan adopted by Dragon Burial Village.

Not only did he have an eccentric temperament, he was also scary in appearance. He was often ostracized and bullied by the people in the village, which made him vicious and cruel. Together with the soldiers outside the village, he broke into the village, burned, killed and looted.

Never destroy the monument! Don't let him out! ! ! ]

The notebook was filled to the brim with notes, mostly insignificant little things every day. She picked and picked and looked at the important parts.

I only wrote one article in November, and the paper at the back was torn, and a whole piece of paper was blackened with charcoal. The last page was not written with charcoal, but was covered with blood.

It's a line of words written by biting off one's finger.

[It was my fault! Do not kill me! ]

The lakekeeper who wrote the diary was in a worse and worse state of mind, and gradually began to sleepwalk when he went to Round Lake to cut stone tablets. Not just once, he sleepwalked frequently.

Several important clues can be gleaned from the diary.

First of all, the owner of the diary is familiar with Heigouzi and the village. It is not difficult to guess that the owner of the diary is a resident of the Burial Dragon Village.

It was also a stone monument built by the villagers in Burial Dragon Village to suppress black dogs.

It was written in the diary that once the black dog comes out, everyone will die, including the lake guard himself.

Worried that the black dog would break through the stele of suppression, they sent the diary owner to guard the lake.

Hei Gouzi's life experience and subsequent collaboration with soldiers outside the village cannot be judged true or false based on only one diary, unless it is learned from another person.

Of course, this person must not be a villager.

Secondly, the words written in blood on the last page are very strange.

As a resident of the village, the owner of the diary came to guard the lake to guard the black dog who committed many evil deeds. What was wrong with this?

According to what he wrote, this was really the case. How could he think it was his fault?

What is this 'wrong'?

If we look at this passage, the so-called facts he wrote earlier will be overturned.

"Uuuuuu——"

At this time.

She suddenly heard crying coming from Yuanhu outside the abandoned house.

The cries were accompanied by the blowing wind and snow, which were strange and frightening, and made people shudder to hear them.

Yinzhu had long been used to it. He rubbed his bruised knees and said, "Every night, this black dog cries, and he cries all night long.

I went to see it and the crying was coming from the bottom of the lake. "

Very scary.