Chapter 368 The end of the village at night

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As early as when the white-bearded old village chief was killed by the corpse of Lao Miao Zhu, Wang Yu and others felt that the culprit in the main mission was most likely a mandrill.

Because, when the white-bearded old village chief died, they did not receive a reminder from the spiritual realm.

This shows that the culprit in the main mission of this dungeon is not the old white-bearded village chief.

However, Wang Yu and the others were still taking chances at that time, feeling that it might not be the mandrill, but the son of the old man with a white beard.

After all, a large part of the reason why the white-bearded old village chief did these things was because he was instigated by his son.

Perhaps, his son is the culprit mentioned in the main mission, but not necessarily.

However, until now, the son of the village chief Baixu Laozi is also dead, but the reminder from the spiritual realm has still not arrived.

This shows that the white-bearded old man and his family are not the culprits.

Then, the only culprit is the mandrill.

Nangong Lingxi murmured in a low voice: "Why? Mandrill is just out for revenge. Why is he the culprit?"

"If it hadn't been for that bad old man and his family who were obsessed with profit and killed Laomiao Zhu, Mandrill wouldn't have gone on a killing spree and killed so many people!"

"Why, that bad old man is not the culprit, and that bad old man's son is not the culprit either. Why is the mandrill the culprit?"

Although Wang Yu also felt sorry for Mandrill, he still reached out and touched Nangong Lingxi's head, and said sincerely: "Because he killed many people."

"At that time, when that bad old man and his family killed old Miao Zhu, most of the people who were watching had no idea what was going on."

"There may be many people watching, but the people who can really see the appearance of the old temple, that is, the innermost circle of people, and the others may not even know what is going on inside."

"Many of them just join in the fun with the mentality of watching the fun, and that bad old man is the village chief. In this village, apart from the elders, there are a few people who dare to speak against the village chief. Woolen cloth?"

"Some people come to watch the fun, and naturally they don't care about the life or death of the old temple owner; while some people, even if they recognize the old temple Zhu and know what kind of person he is, are afraid of the power of the village chief's family. I don’t dare to refute it at all.”

"Although the mandrill has lived for hundreds of years, it has always lived in the Temple of the King of Hell, and very few people have come into contact with it. It simply cannot understand the complex relationships between people, and it cannot understand the complex relationships between people at all. I don’t know, many people can’t help themselves.”

"It feels that the bad old man and his family are the main culprits in the death of Lao Miao Zhu, and the villagers who are watching are all accomplices. Therefore, the entire village must be responsible for the death of Lao Miao Zhu."

"But what it doesn't know is that among the villagers, there may be people who want to help Laomiao Zhu, but are unable to do so. Should such people deserve to die?"

"Did everyone in this village make mistakes in what happened back then? Of course they did, but do they really deserve to die for their mistakes? This is really not necessarily true. But, Mandrill treated them all equally and killed them all."

"In order to prevent that bad old man and his helpers from escaping the village, Mandrill used his natural ability to seal off the entire village."

"After the blockade, we didn't attack other villagers. Instead, we only dealt with that bad old man's family and his few accomplices."

"Then, in this case, I feel that the culprits in the main mission are more likely to point to that bad old man and his family."

"But now, although I feel sorry for the mandrill, I have to say that it deserves its punishment."

After comforting Nangong Lingxi, Wang Yu looked at Lu Ziyi again and said, "Let's go over and send that mandrill on its last journey. This copy should be over!"

With that said, he opened his legs and walked towards the body of Lao Miao Zhu.

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After cutting off the head of the white-bearded old man's village son, the corpse of Lao Miao Zhu stood motionless like a wooden figure.

It wasn't until Wang Yu walked towards it that it seemed to be rejuvenated and moved towards him.

Wang Yu looked at the corpse of Lao Miao Zhu and walked towards him. He stopped talking nonsense and said directly: "My main mission, the culprits in it, are not the bad old man and his family, but you."

"So, you still have to die!"

Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi were stunned when they heard Wang Yu reveal his true intentions so carelessly.

The two of them just wanted to remind Wang Yu not to speak so directly. After all, no matter how you talked before, now we are opponents.

As a result, the two of them saw the old temple master's body, unexpectedly nodded and said, "I understand."

"Thank you very much. You can give me the opportunity to kill these enemies with my own hands. If I can kill them and follow them to Huangquan Road, I will have the honor to meet the old Miao Zhu and the previous Miao Zhus of the Yama Temple."

The corpse of the old temple owner. After saying these words, he looked down at the half bronze mirror on Wang Yu's waist and said, "Since it has chosen to follow you, please treat it well!"

Wang Yu nodded.

The corpse of Lao Miaozhu bowed deeply to him, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time, whether it was the three people on Wang Yu's side or the three people from the Minghuangshan team who had been staying in the room since the bald and muscular monk was subdued by Su Yumo, they all heard that they In his ears, the mechanical voice of the spiritual realm rang.

In this copy, all the spiritual apostles who were still alive, except for Wan Zhu who was unconscious on the bed, all those who heard the voice lit up, and they all opened the translucent screen in front of them and looked at the system prompts. :

[Main mission: Find out the culprit that caused such changes in Night Village and solve it] (Completed)

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this message.

Especially the three people in the Minghuang Mountain team felt as if they had come back to life again.

Ever since Wan Zhu was taken away by the guy named Da Ju Weizhong and the leader, the bald and strong monk, died, the three of them stayed in the house all day long, not daring to go out at all.

They were really afraid that if they went out and accidentally bumped into someone from the other team, the guy named Daju Weizhong would mistakenly think that they, like the captain, wanted to stumble them. , and then killed himself conveniently, then he would really die in peace.

For the sake of their own lives, they stayed in the house all day long, praying that the people on the other team could quickly complete the main mission and allow them to leave this ghost dungeon as soon as possible.

Now, they don't have extravagant expectations that they can get anything, and they don't want to compete with another team.

The only thing they are thinking about now is when can they leave this hellish place!

This feeling of waiting is like a torment that lasts like years!

Fortunately, they now finally heard the voice of the spiritual realm that was like the sound of nature.

At this moment, the three of them almost hugged each other, hugged each other and cried, lamenting how difficult it was for them to live in this dungeon.

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When Wang Yu saw the body of the old temple owner falling to the ground, and when the mechanized voice of the spiritual realm rang in his ears, he knew that far away in the woods, the mandrill in the Temple of the King of Hell had already committed suicide.

While he was sighing with emotion, although Mandrill was a wild monster, he was more honest and trustworthy than most people, and he would die when he said it.

At the same time, he also lamented that fanatical believers in religious beliefs are really perverted, especially those who believe in death, they are even more perverted!

Not only do you not take other people's lives seriously, but you don't even take your own life seriously. You don't want it anymore if you say you don't want it.

In the future, if you encounter such a person, you must hide as far away as possible!