Chapter 631 Fruit on the Tree

Chapter 641 Fruit on the Tree

"Boom!"

Ji Li had just stepped out of his second uncle's courtyard when a huge thunder in the sky stopped him.

When he raised his head, dense raindrops hit his face, and the wind was as painful as being hit by steel balls.

The gloomy sky seemed to be closer to him, and he could no longer tell the difference.

Whenever the mission reached a critical moment, it was always accompanied by such bad weather.

Ji Li tightened his collar, but the corners of his windbreaker still rustled in the wind, and the strong wind made walking particularly difficult.

Luo Xian held her coat above her head, caught up, and deliberately raised her voice and shouted:

"I entered the dream with Luo Jianjun as the dream seed, but I couldn't see the ghosts and human bones it mentioned in the dream!"

Even though she had used a little more power than usual, it still sounded light and fluttering in Ji Li's ears.

Ji Li also noticed this, and he responded loudly:

"We haven't fully understood Wu'e Village, which is a great obstacle to understanding the essence of the mission.

During this period of time, we seem to be busy every moment, but in fact we are only staying on the edge."

"Swish!"

As soon as Luo Xian's attention was distracted, the coat that she was holding with both hands was blown off by the strong wind and drifted to the rear along the wind.

The wind and rain were too strong, and it was useless to hold anything.

She squinted her eyes, looked at the blurry road ahead, turned her head and stepped firmly and shouted:

"What do you think?"

"Let's go to the stone tomb, it will tell us whether everything we did before was right or wrong!"

Ji Li's hair, which had just been tied, was blowing behind his head at this moment. He had never walked in such a fierce wind and rain.

Wu'e Village in front of him seemed illusory against the backdrop of the heavy rain.

Whether the road ahead leads to heaven or hell, you can only know it if you walk on.

It will be closer to go around the end of the village from the edge of the village, but the two chose to go through the village to avoid wind and rain.

The bad weather delayed them greatly. After nearly 20 minutes of hiking, they barely reached the center of the village.

When they came to the wall with the slogan "Hard Work to Get Rich", Luo Xian deliberately looked towards this family.

Without the obstruction of a coat, Luo Xian's thin upper body was exposed to the wind and rain, and the torn shirt was swinging in the rain.

On the snow-white skin, there was a blue-gray palm print.

And this death mark came from this ordinary family.

But when Luo Xian came here again, she was surprised to find that there were two dim lights on in the small bungalow.

In her blurred vision, she couldn't see if there was a human figure reflected in the window.

But in the dark, she felt a gaze, which was also looking at her from a distance through the wind and rain.

"What are the villagers of Wu'e Village..."

The two did not stop here, but just looked back for a moment and continued to move forward.

After passing this family, the village road became wider and wider, which meant that they officially arrived in the center of the village.

Even in such bad weather, the old crooked tree, which was a little tilted, still stood firm on the land in the wind and rain.

The few branches and leaves were all destroyed, symbolizing the desolation of a life before death.

Luo Xian quickened her pace at this time, and her face, wet by the rain, showed an eagerness. She changed from walking to running, and ran towards the crooked tree.

"Huai Guang! Huai Guang!"

The madman once predicted that if Bai Huai Guang would die, his head would be hung on this tree.

This undoubtedly provided Luo Xian with an opportunity to find out whether Bai Huai Guang was alive or dead without reaching the wooden house at the end of the village.

Ji Li did not speed up, but just watched her stumble and run, and watched her get up again after falling down.

At this moment, he saw the other side of this woman.

Even at her level, there is still someone who is sincere.

He saw Luo Xian kneeling in front of the crooked tree that was swaying in the wind and rain, her thin back trembling in the wind, weak as if it would be blown away at any time.

A pale head was hanging on the branch, like a white lantern swaying in the wind.

There was no blood or terror. Bai Huaiguang's paper-like face was calmly closed at the moment, as if he had not suffered any pain.

A little bit of rain washed over his head, and the dripping water looked like a fruit on a tree.

Luo Xian covered her face in pain and knelt in front of his head. Her long hair was completely soaked and could no longer be blown by the wind.

Ji Li couldn't see her expression clearly. He couldn't tell whether the water drops flowing from her fingers were rain or tears.

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, took off his windbreaker, and put it on Luo Xian's shoulders.

"You followed me when you were nineteen, and you have been following me since you were nineteen..."

Luo Xian took off her hand covering her face, looked at the shaking head with a blurry look, and her tone changed from compassion to viciousness.

"I will kill any ghost that kills you!"

Her mourning mood vanished in an instant, and she stood up neatly and put on her windbreaker.

Standing in front of Bai Huaiguang's head, her eyes regained the spirit of a store manager, and she made a solemn oath.

After saying that, she turned around decisively and continued to move forward towards the end of the village, her slender shadow was firm in the rain.

Ji Li said nothing and watched this scene quietly.

People can never kill ghosts, not even hurt them.

This is their sorrow, and it is also the permanent fate in this unfair game.

However, at this moment, a voice that was extremely unreal and like an illusion suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Two ghosts..."

Ji Li turned his head suddenly and looked at the tree trunk. The head was still normal, shaking with eyes and mouth closed.

The three words he just heard were like an illusion, but definitely not an illusion!

He observed the head carefully again, but he still didn't see anything unusual.

This is indeed a dead head, from Bai Huaiguang, and there is no other information.

"It's not an illusion, this sentence was said by this head, I remember Bai Huaiguang's voice.

Even if it's very weak, it must be him!"

The words of the third personality made the matter a foregone conclusion and dispelled Ji Li's doubts.

Bai Huaiguang, definitely not dead!

Luo Xian's figure had disappeared from sight at this moment, and Ji Li hurried to catch up.

After crossing a corner, he grabbed Luo Xian's arm and said:

"Bai Huaiguang is very likely not dead. I heard him revealing information to me."

Luo Xian's eyes showed a trace of confusion. She frowned and asked again:

"What did you say?"

After Ji Li repeated what happened just now, he explained:

"This is a piece of information. Not to mention that the clerk cannot become a ghost after death, even if Bai Huaiguang becomes a ghost, he should not reveal clues to us.

So Bai Huaiguang must not be dead yet. He is just stuck in a deadlock and can't get out of it."

Luo Xian was silent for half a minute. Her emotions were obviously much higher than before. She grabbed Ji Li's wrist and said anxiously:

"Go to the wooden house at the end of the village quickly. Maybe his body is there!"