infinite danger

Chapter 32 Can You Protect Me?

This village was relatively closed in the past, and there were few contacts with other ethnic groups. Although the patriarch spoke Mandarin with them, his accent was very strong, and he had to listen carefully to understand.

Although the accent was a bit funny, when the "ancient temple" was mentioned, the village chief's expression was very solemn, and he even put his hands together and bowed in a certain direction.

"Patriarch, no one of you has seen the Nine-Tails Temple for generations, where should we go to find it?" Li Yin frowned, his face a little bad: "If that temple is just a legend, there is no such thing at all. Existence, aren't you embarrassing us?"

"It is recorded in the genealogy that there is this temple, so it must exist! Our ancestors will not deceive us!"

The patriarch's thin lips were almost pursed into a line, a strange light shot out from his gray eyes, his cheek muscles trembled slightly, and his already dark face became even darker. Angry at being desecrated.

"You don't know anything, so don't talk nonsense!"

"The gods will be angry when they hear it!"

Following behind the patriarch, the young man in ethnic minority costumes also frowned, talking to everyone with an unkind expression.

"Don't be impatient, I made a slip of the tongue..." Li Yin looked at the patriarch with soothing eyes, and asked again: "Then, besides saying that it is in the depths of the mass grave, is there other information recorded in the genealogy? For example, Where exactly, or how to find it..."

Several ethnic minority youths suddenly fell silent, with strange expressions on their faces, and even their eyes drifted a little.

"If there is such information, they would have found it long ago, so why would we be needed?"

The man with glasses shook his head, his two slightly drooping eyebrows were lowered, his expression always looked like he was smiling wryly.

Ji Siwei looked thoughtfully at the expressions of those young people.

The others either didn't know the situation, or they were hiding it, and they didn't speak.

After a while, the patriarch calmed down. He suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at the sky, and quickly glanced around again, saying in a dull voice:

"It's already getting late. Today is the Ghost Festival. At eight o'clock in the evening, a mobile ceremony will be held in the village to appease the souls of the dead floating around. You are guests. According to the rules of the village, you must participate."

"I'll take you to your residence first. After you take a shower and change your clothes, someone will deliver the meals to you. From now on, each household will take turns preparing meals for you. For the rest, we'll discuss the details after tonight."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyelids and quickened his pace with his hands behind his back.

"Row."

Li Yin agreed, and waved back, beckoning everyone to follow quickly.

Walking in the stockade, you can find that the infrastructure inside is well constructed. Street lights are installed on the main roads, and there are also some guide signs. It does not look backward on the surface, and it still has a lot of modern atmosphere.

After going around a few small lanes, I finally came to the house that the village chief said.

This is a three-story wooden building. It looks like it has just been repaired. It is not as old as the wooden building next to it. There is a long row of red lanterns hanging outside, gently blowing in the wind.

The house was lit with soft and warm lights, and the open door seemed to beckon them, letting them in quickly.

"In recent years, a lot of good policies have been introduced here. The reputation of the nearby ancient village has been spread. There are many people who come to travel. The economic conditions have improved a lot. Our village is also planning to respond to the policy to engage in tourism and make a fortune." The patriarch said. While walking, he introduced: "This house is my old house. The young people in our village who are educated have just finished remodeling and are planning to live in it for tourists. It's quite comfortable. I hope you can live in a more comfortable place."

The house has a new wooden floor and is well ventilated. It is decorated with many ethnic ornaments and even sofas. It really looks like a unique homestay.

Along the way, Ji Siwei felt that the world of this dungeon was more complete and real than the first dungeon.

The visible range of the first dungeon was only Rose Garden and a small area around it, everything else was hidden in the black mist, but now this dungeon looks like a complete world.

"This is the key here." The patriarch handed a large bunch of keys to Li Yin: "I'm going to prepare for the ceremony, you take a bath, and after eating, someone will lead you to the ceremony site."

"Remember, if you hear a strange voice calling your name on the road, don't say yes."

The patriarch thought for a while and added another sentence.

"Why, what happens if you agree?"

The fat man in the ball suit yawned, rubbed his eyes, and asked indifferently.

"This is our custom here. During the Ghost Festival, you can't call other people's names on the road. If you hear a strange voice calling your name, it is probably a dirty thing. If you answer it, it will entangle you and never stop dying. "

"If you don't believe me, you can try."

The young man next to the patriarch replied blankly.

Fatty in ball uniform: "..."

Suddenly woke up.

"Recently, life in the village is very uneasy. Many young people have died. Be careful."

After the patriarch finished his explanation, he led several young people out of the wooden building, walked into the twilight, and walked deeper into the village.

"I didn't expect the mission to appear so soon."

After the patriarch left, Li Yin sat down on the sofa and rubbed his face hard.

"There is no time limit. Find a temple that doesn't exist." The glasses man's eyes were red and his face turned pale: "It's difficult, it's too difficult."

"Brother Li, what is the mission... what do you mean?"

The sweet-looking woman blinked her clear eyes like a deer, sniffed her nose, and asked curiously.

"The task is what we have to do next, and we can only leave here after completing the task."

Li Yin looked at the watery eyes of the sweet woman, patted his face, and explained patiently.

"The patriarch keeps talking about undead and dirty things. Is there really that kind of... dirty things here?" The fat man in the ball suit kept his voice extremely low, and asked everyone mysteriously: "Have you seen it?"

"Yes." Li Yin took out a cigarette case and kept rubbing the lid, but he didn't open it: "I encountered a very ferocious ghost in the last dungeon, and I watched my companion be torn in half. In 2 minutes, they were eaten to nothing but bones."

"Wow... so scary..." the sweet woman looked up at Li Yin, with tears streaming from her eyes, and said whether she wanted to cry or not: "Brother Li, if you are in danger, you can protect him." me?"

If a sweet girl acted so coquettishly at him in the carefree and stable world, Li Yin would definitely soften his heart and buy her a gai.

It's a pity that this is a cruel copy world.

He can't even control his own life or death.

"Sister, here, no one can protect you, you can only rely on yourself."

Li Yin sighed, and reluctantly put the cigarette case into his pocket.

Hearing this answer, Wang Yiyi's eyes became redder, and tears rolled down instantly. With her mouth flattened, like a child who just entered kindergarten and lost control of her emotions, she said sobbingly:

"My name is...Wang Yiyi...you...can you...don't leave me alone...uh...I'm scared..."

After listening to the words of the patriarch, he can still say his name carelessly, this Wang Yiyi looks really stupid.

"Sister, calm down first." The man with glasses turned around and said to the sweet woman, "If you behave like this, you will die very quickly."

The sweet woman let out a "wow" and cried even louder.

The handsome young man who had been silent all this time moved away silently, quietly away from her, as if he couldn't bear the noise a bit.

"Don't provoke her any more."

The woman with the birthmark poured Wang Yiyi a glass of water, and patiently patted her on the back, comforting her constantly.

The blind girl adjusted her sunglasses, but said nothing.

"Go to your room to wash up, it's almost time for the patriarch to say."

Li Yin had nothing to do with this situation, shook his head, and suggested to everyone.

"Nine people, five rooms, two people one room, one of them wants to live in a room by himself." Li Yin glanced around casually, and finally landed on Ji Siwei. Li Yin looked at the black hair on his hand. Long Dao took another deep look at him: "Brother, you haven't spoken all this time, what's your name?"

Lightly tapping the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, Ji Siwei looked back at him with deep and quiet eyes, and said softly:

"Huya, my name is Huya."

"Huya, your saber...looks unusual. You are in a wheelchair, so it's not convenient to share a room with others." For some reason, Li Yin suddenly dared not look directly into those dark eyes. The engineering drawings of the wooden building hung on the wall, and the voice softened a little: "Why don't you live in a room by yourself? There just happens to be a bedroom on the first floor, so it's easier for you to come and go."

This result was within Ji Siwei's expectation, and he was not surprised at all.

Living alone is not a serious problem for him.

"can."

Ji Siwei nodded.

"Here's the key."

Li Yin took off a small bunch of keys and handed them to Ji Siwei.

"Brother Huya lives alone...it's so pitiful."

Wang Yiyi stopped her tears, looked at Ji Siwei with swollen eyes, hiccupped lightly and said sympathetically.

Others did not comment on the comparison.

Just as Ji Siwei was turning his wheelchair to leave, the handsome young man who had been silent all this time and looked like a "secret observation" emoji suddenly followed him and walked beside him.

"He is..."

The fat man in the ball uniform opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about him." Li Yin sighed: "A little dumb and a little lame, there is no one to ask for help, no legs to escape, and I don't know how long I will live."