Chapter 37: Famine Mountain Village (1/2)
The weather/wish to be late.
The canopy of the old locust tree floats in the sky where the black and purple colors meet, making the blood-stained bit out of place.
A cold wind blew by, blowing the long strips hanging on the canopy back and forth, like a torn sack that was abandoned at will.
It took a while before someone spoke tremblingly.
”Then, is that a person?”
Zong Jiu frowned, ”It should be. It looks like it has been dead for a while.”
The barrage squeezed a sweat.
[It's more than just being dead for a while, if it's a long time, it will be weathered... Arms down to ankles, my mother]
[Yes, after being hanged, people will droop according to gravity. This corpse should have been dead for several days, otherwise the tongue will not be so long]
[I haven't seen such a big person when the camera turned here just now, or was it dead for several days? stimulate】
[Terrorist incident occurred as long as I entered the dungeon. Sure enough, the difficulty of this dungeon is not low, absolutely absolutely]
The white-haired young man turned around and asked, ”Did anyone notice this tree when we first came out?”
The others shook their heads.
Everyone looked carefully before entering the house, it is impossible that such a big person hanging on the canopy can't be seen.
And it lasted less than an hour from when they entered the house to when they left and when they came back.
Apart from anything else, this old locust tree has a height of more than ten meters. The trunk is straight, and there is no bulge or point that can make it stronger. It is impossible to reach the crown of the tree in just half an hour.
Not to mention that it was a hanged corpse. The difficulty of the operation can be imagined, and it is almost impossible to cover people's eyes.
No one dared to stay in the earthen hut while collecting firewood, and everyone followed.
After such an incident, no one dared to approach the gloomy house, so a group of people waited here, and the other group went to find the villagers.
After everyone worked together to hook the corpse down with hemp rope, everyone was stunned.
The villagers who had just cursed clamored back and shouted, leaving the trainees staring at each other.
The white-haired young man took a step back, picked a branch from the firewood held by the trainee on the side, bent down to turn over the head of the corpse.
On the soil is a face mixed with blue and purple, one eyeball does not know where it has fallen, his face is fierce and stiff, and he can't stare at him.
At the same time, the alert tone of the main system also sounded in his ears.
[Submission failed for non-main task items]
Zong Jiu looked down, thoughtful.
It seems that in order to complete the main task, he has to personally confirm whether each dead body is the ”perfect corpse” that the carpenter wants to find.
Xu Su exclaimed, ”Isn't this the person who led us just now?”
”Yes, but.”
Someone's voice was shaking, ”It's not that this corpse has been dead for a few days, the one who just led us the way is—”
Dead still.
The time of death is not the same as the time the old Qiang led them just now.
Obviously, either this corpse is a fake, or...the one who just showed them the way is not a human at all!
The sky is getting darker, the mountains are silent, and people's faces are like a statue of fear in the darkness.
Just at this moment, the villagers who rushed back also walked toward this side with the Huozhezi.
”What are you doing all together?”
When Wang Shou came, he was still holding the bowls and chopsticks in his hand. He should have been called from the dinner table.
When he approached to see clearly, he sat back in shock, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground.
Zong Jiu stood aside, secretly glanced at the bowl he overturned.
A piece of white meat wrapped in the crimson soil rolled out of the bowl.
It's amazing to use soil for rice, crimson soil is rarer, but there is a piece of meat next to it, which is puzzling.
Can afford to eat meat, but can't eat without food?
Just when Zong Jiu wanted to move over and take a closer look at the piece of meat, there was a violent commotion among the villagers.
”Quickly--” Wang Shou yelled heartbreakingly after seeing the death of the corpse, ”Call, call my father!”
Because of this series of movements, another group of people who had paid for their food also walked out of their house and whispered to the side. The words echoed in the silent night, vaguely able to catch the words ”inner ghost”, ”villager”, and ”something happened.”
”It must be an inner ghost.” Yi Ruisi stood behind Anthony and said angrily.
Just now, just like the squad that did not pay the food, the squad that has paid the food quickly chose a leader.
Azan in black didn't express his opinion, and this sweet pastry fell on the body of the A-grade half-blood Anthony. After all, as the right-hand man of No.2, Anthony, known as a barbarian, is not only well-known in the blood clan, but also among ordinary survivors. It is understandable that he will lead him.
Want to come too. The reason why the inner ghost card is different from the normal card is because of the conflict in their main mission.
Protecting villagers is the task of ordinary cards. Now that a villager has died, it is not certain whether there is any inner ghost behind him. But the corpse happened on the old locust tree, and the other side is more suspicious.
Anthony's team is mostly elderly, and it is not too difficult for them with a special manpower to survive. In contrast, how to carry out more dangerous challenges, complete random tasks, and improve their system evaluation is the top priority of their goals.
In the silence, two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared in the night.