The ghost weapon is a gift given by the Blood Gate to the tester.
Because of this, it is absolutely private.
A person can lend his ghost weapon to others in the same blood gate, but cannot give it away. When the owner of the ghost weapon dies, all the ghost weapons he owns will be sealed and turned into the most common items. .
The newcomer named Luo Yan carefully opened her door after everyone left. She gritted her teeth and suppressed the fear in her heart and entered Tang Jiao's room.
She didn't dare to look at the hideous corpse on the ground and searched the room tremblingly. Finally, she found three ghost weapons in Tang Jiao's backpack.
Although she also knew this rule, she still installed these three ghost weapons. Who knows if they will work or not? What if they are useful?
When people are in despair, they will not let it go even if they see something that looks like light!
This is the case for Luo Yan.
But when she put the three ghost weapons into her backpack and was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly stopped where she was.
There was huge fear in her eyes, and she was staring at the ground in front of her and trembling.
The corpses that were littered on the ground just now were gone in just a moment...!
It wasn't just the bodies that disappeared, but also the blood on the ground.
It's like... there has never been a person named Tang Jiao living in this room.
Luo Yan was frightened. She felt something spooky behind her, as if the dead Tang Jiao was watching her somewhere, so she rushed out of Tang Jiao's room without looking back, ran back to her own residence, and then locked the door. …
At about ten o'clock in the morning, the three men with glasses went out to look for new clues again, and Bai Xiaoxiao, who had been actively searching for clues, had just gotten up and finished washing up.
Ning Qiushui moved a chair and sat in the open space to bask in the sun.
He didn't seem to be in a hurry.
Neither of them was in a hurry, but Liu Chengfeng was.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Aren't we going to look for clues this morning?"
Ning Qiushui didn't look back, she was swaying in his chair, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about something.
"Clue? What other clues are you looking for?"
Liu Chengfeng strode to him.
"Isn't there another scenic spot we haven't visited yet?"
"That scenic spot may have key clues?"
Ning Qiushui shook her head.
"useless."
Liu Chengfeng didn't understand what Ning Qiushui was thinking, so he groaned. Just when he wanted to continue asking, Bai Xiaoxiao's voice came from behind him:
"We have got the clues we want. If we take the risk to search again, all we will see are lies from the villagers."
Liu Chengfeng didn't understand, so Bai Xiaoxiao continued to explain:
"The villagers are responsible for building these scenic spots, and they want us to see them, so trying to find the truth from these scenic spots... is simply impossible."
Liu Chengfeng was a little anxious:
"Then what should we do? We can't just sit back and wait for death. The temple festival will start in less than five days!"
Bai Xiaoxiao sighed softly when she saw Liu Chengfeng's appearance.
"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet."
"There's no point in being anxious."
At this time, Ning Qiushui, who had been sitting on a chair basking in the sun, asked the original question again:
"Tell me, what role did the Ruan clan play in the reminder given to us by the Blood Gate?"
"Are they kind people who shed their blood, or are they compassionate people who cut off their heads?"
"Or...are they innocent people who long for the rain and peace?"
Both of them heard something in Ning Qiushui's words. Bai Xiaoxiao vaguely caught something and raised his eyes to look at Ning Qiushui.
"Qiushui, what do you think?"
Ning Qiushui turned her head and looked at the two of them, her eyes were sharper and clearer than ever before.
"The answer is... none."
The two of them were startled.
"neither?"
Ning Qiushui said:
"At first I never understood what this blood door gave us as a reminder..."
"But now, I kind of understand."
"Please pay attention to the order of this prompt."
"The kind-hearted ones drained their blood and turned it into rain; the compassionate ones cut off their heads and gave them peace... In this case, why do the innocent people still wait for the rain and peace?"
When the two heard this, they were startled.
Ning Qiushui continued:
"Because they have neither received the rain from the good ones, nor the stability from the compassionate ones!"
"Among this group of people, there is another... evildoer!"
"He caused the good people to bleed dry, the compassionate people to lose their heads, and the innocent people... to gain nothing!"
Listening to what Ning Qiushui said, the two of them felt their breathing become rapid.
"Brother, according to what you said, Ruan Shenpo is the perpetrator?"
"But why would she do this... It doesn't make sense. We are all from the same village, and we have no hatred..."
Just when Liu Chengfeng was confused, Bai Xiaoxiao on the side smiled and said something that made his back shiver:
"How can we reflect the status of a goddess in the village?"
"Of course...let this village be haunted."
Boom!
As if struck by lightning, Liu Chengfeng's eyes widened and he stood motionless.
"This this……"
Looking at his unbelievable look, Bai Xiaoxiao sneered:
"Sometimes...people are much scarier than ghosts!"
After a moment of silence, Ning Qiushui said:
"Yesterday at noon, there was an aunt who served me food in the canteen. When I asked her about the architectural style of the canteen, her eyes were evasive..."
"She must know something, but when I went to look for her in the cafeteria this morning, she didn't come. The cafeteria staff said she wouldn't come until noon."
"We still have time, let's wait. I want to talk to her alone at noon... with Guangchuan's tablet."
The two nodded.
It would be best if we could directly ask the truth from an insider.
As soon as lunch started at noon, the three of them walked into the cafeteria.
However, Ning Qiushui frowned when he saw the cafeteria aunt who was serving food.
This person...is not the one from yesterday!
Vaguely, an ominous feeling filled his heart.
"Hello, uncle, I would like to ask...why didn't the aunt who made the meal come yesterday?"
The old man with cloudy eyes was confused for a moment before he realized what question Ning Qiushui had asked him.
"She seems to be not feeling well..."
pS: There are at least two more chapters left today.
