When the white-bearded old village chief said this, he shook his head, sighed, and then continued with a long sigh and said: "Everyone in the village regards my son as the savior."
"Everyone thinks that it was him who saved the lives of everyone in the village; it was him who allowed everyone to survive the killings of those monsters; it was him who gave everyone hope to live."
"Only we know that the reason why the village is like this is that my son, me, and the two of us may be the culprits!"
"If, at that time, I had not made an independent decision and asked my son to remove the mirror from the old temple owner's chest; I had not made an independent decision and wanted to move the old temple owner's body back to the village, but kept it as it was."
"Perhaps, the white mist will not come out, the monsters will not appear, and the village will not become like this!"
"So, in order to make up for my mistakes, in order to prevent the sins I have committed from harming more people, and in order to make my conscience feel better."
"Over the years, I have been doing my best, whether it is people in the village or outsiders from outside the village who accidentally entered here."
"Especially for outsiders, I will do everything possible to make them familiar with the rules here and the monsters' routines as soon as possible, so that everyone can survive as much as possible."
Wang Yu looked at the white-bearded old village chief who sighed and looked ashamed. He had a big question mark in his heart as to whether the other party really felt guilty.
However, he felt that what the other party just said was somewhat credible.
In his mind, Wang Yu quickly went through what the white-bearded old village chief had just said from beginning to end, sorting out the causes and consequences.
Then, he winked at Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi, looked at the white-bearded old man and his family, and said: "Let's take a step to talk and discuss. For those things you just said, we need... you got it."
With that said, he didn't care what the reaction of the old white-bearded village chief and his family were, and directly pulled Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi towards the door.
Watching the three of them walk out of the door, the old man with white beard and village chief narrowed his eyes, his face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly, he heard his son shout: "Dad..."
Before his son could finish what he said, the old man with white beard and village chief glared at his son with a killing look, forcing his son to hold back what he wanted to say.
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Wang Yu led Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi out of the back door of the village chief's house and walked to the backyard of the village chief's house.
He turned his head and glanced behind him, feeling that at this distance, the people in the room should not be able to hear the conversation of himself and others, so he looked at the two women and asked: "What do you two think about what the old man said? Is it true, or is it just a story?"
Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi looked at each other, then nodded tacitly, and said in unison: "I feel it is somewhat credible."
Wang Yu also nodded and said: "According to what the old man said, the anomalies in this village are very likely to come from the Temple of the King of Hell."
"I am guessing now that the statue of King Qin Guang in the Temple of the King of Hell may have something sealed inside it, or it may be some kind of monster."
"Just think of the other person as a thing. After all, those mists are said to be monsters, but they actually look like things. It's just a reference anyway, don't worry about these details."
"The old Miao Zhu in the Temple of the King of Hell must know about this, or his duty is to guard and suppress the things inside the statue of King Qin Guang."
"And the key to suppressing that thing is that bronze mirror!"
"If the bronze mirror shines on the statue of King Qin Guang, then the things inside will be suppressed; on the contrary, if the statue loses the illumination of the bronze mirror, then the things inside will be freed from restraint!"
"The moment the village chief's son took the bronze mirror away, the whole Temple of the King of Hell shook. Perhaps it was the things inside that broke free and caused the commotion!"
"Those mists may be the means of that thing, or they may be part of it!"
"Before, I had to worry that I didn't know where the original mist was. Now... maybe the original mist still exists in the statue of King Qin Guang in the Temple of the King of Hell!"
"Also, do you remember? The notes for the main mission say that if you do evil by God, you can still forgive it; if you do it by yourself, you can't live!"
"If you put this sentence in the note here and see it, it is also consistent!"
"It was precisely because the white-bearded old village chief instructed his son to remove the mirror from Lao Miao Zhu's body and ruined Lao Miao Zhu's plan, which caused the thing suppressed in the statue of King Qin Guang to get rid of You have broken the bondage. This is your own fault!"
"After that thing got rid of its restraints, it used the white mist to control the monsters and massacre the villagers. This is unacceptable!"
"Hiss... wait! This isn't right! If it's because the old man and his son moved the mirror away, and then let that thing get rid of its restraints and suppression."
"Then, for that thing, they should be its benefactors! Repaying kindness to one's benefactor with vengeance... seems to be the same as making one's own evil and not being able to survive. This sentence doesn't quite fit in!"
"What exactly is the problem? There must be something that has been missed, so there is such a mismatch! Did the old man deliberately hide something? Or did he even miss something?"
Listening to Wang Yu's analysis, Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi nodded.
Nangong Lingxi took Wang Yu's words and said, "Brother, it is possible to repay kindness with hatred!"
"Think about it, even though that thing was released by those people, right, for that thing, those people, or in other words, the villagers in the entire village, are just his food."
"The food saved it. Maybe it doesn't feel grateful at all. Instead, it feels that the food was brought to the door for itself to enjoy."
"And, brother, think about it! The weakness of that thing is the bronze mirror! And the people who know its weakness are the village chiefs."
"Old Miao Zhu is dead, and the bronze mirror is broken into pieces. As long as the village chief and others die, no one in this world will know that the broken pieces of the bronze mirror are the tools that can restrain it! "
"Only by killing the village chief, or in other words, the entire village, will that thing have nothing to worry about!"
"The village chief and others released that thing, which led to that thing trying to kill them and silence them, which in turn affected the entire village."
"If you understand it this way, it makes sense that you will be deprived of your life if you do something wrong!"
Wang Yu thought about it according to Nangong Lingxi's thinking, and felt that what she said made sense, and nodded thoughtfully.
After both of them expressed their opinions, Lu Ziyi said: "If we say that the source of these anomalies in the village is the statue of King Qin Guang in the Temple of the King of Hell."
"It's because something in the statue breaks away from the suppression."
"The main mission is for us to find out the culprit of so many abnormal situations in the village and solve it."
"So, how should we solve it?"
"Mirror!"
"Fragments!"
Faced with Lu Ziyi's question, Wang Yu and Nangong Lingxi each gave a different but same answer.
Lu Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then shook her head helplessly, nodded again, and said, "You two are right."
"So, I think our top priority now is to ask the village chief to call on all the villagers to collect all the fragments, and then we use these fragments to deal with that thing!"
"Speaking of this..." Wang Yu frowned, touched his chin, and continued: "We can infer these things from what the old man said."
"That bad old man is as cunning as an old fox. There's no way he can't fail to discover that those fragments are the best way to deal with those monsters and those fogs."
"Then, why didn't he just use those fragments to deal with those monsters, but instead disperse them to the villagers so that the villagers could use them for self-protection?"
"Logically speaking, wouldn't it be better to use those fragments to deal with the culprit and restore the village to its original state than now, relying on the fragments to barely survive, and even endangering one's life?"
"That bad old man is not stupid. On the contrary, he is so smart that he couldn't have thought of this. Why didn't he do it?"
