45 Chapter 45

The mud house was not big to begin with, and more than 30 people were crowded inside, and each person had only one place to stand.

After Anthony and his group came in, the other trainees in the mud house were a little embarrassed.

The main reason was that they didn't dare to go to the mud house behind the old locust tree. They occupied the place where they delivered food, and sat there peacefully, and were caught red-handed.

Seeing Anthony's vague hostile look on the opposite side, Zong Jiu was very casual.

He put his hand down calmly, and his expression was lazy and watertight.

"Since you didn't come back, we stayed for a while. Since you are back, we are also ready to go out, so let's say goodbye."

The white-haired young man waved his hand with a smile, and all the people in the mud house followed him out of the house.

[The quality of the newcomers on the magician's side is really good. They just faced a wave of terrorist attacks. It was dark outside, and they dared to go out.]

[The most important thing is that no one has raised any objections. Alas, everyone trusts the magician so much. I'm looking forward to their expressions after they find out that the magician is a traitor 23333]

[I'm turning off all the live broadcasts next door now, and I'm just staring at this live broadcast room to see what this traitor group can do]

"Wait."

Just as the other team was about to step out of the earth house, Anthony suddenly said in a deep voice, "Where is Yi Ruisi?"

Here he comes.

Zong Jiu turned his head slightly, with an elusive light in his light pink eyes.

"He is from your team, what does it have to do with us."

Others also realized that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong, and showed a vigilant look.

Xu Su muttered in a low voice, "No way, their people are missing and they are still asking us, crazy."

Anthony stared at the white-haired young man with a sinister look, "Yi Ruisi has been following you."

"Oh." Zong Jiu yawned lazily, "Is he following openly? Why didn't I see it? Is it possible that if someone follows me, I have to be responsible for his life safety? Do I look like such a kind person?"

The two teams confronted each other across the door frame of the earth house, and the atmosphere was tense.

At this moment, a vague black shadow suddenly appeared again in the rainy night.

Both teams looked there at the same time.

Azan in black was walking in the rain.

The cold rain fell from the sky with a crackling sound, flowing on the garuda pattern on his head. The black robe was completely soaked and hung heavily behind him. Every step he took would drip down with the rain.

He covered his shoulder, blood seeped from his fingers, and his face was extremely ugly.

Seeing the crowd gasping one after another.

Even Zhuge An, who had been staying out of the matter, became interested.

He was No.3, and Azan in Black was No.4. From a certain perspective, in the definition of strength divided by the main system, their strengths were very close.

No.4 was injured, which was enough to prove the seriousness of the matter.

Not to mention the trainees, the barrage was also flooding the screen.

[Fuck, how did Azan in Black get injured? Did he act alone just now?]

[Yes, there will be no shots of people acting alone in the second copy. I'm so curious]

[Can Azan in Black get injured? ? Damn, how terrifying is this copy? I'm scared, I'm scared]

Under the gaze of everyone, Azan in Black frowned and loosened his hand, revealing the hideous black wound underneath.

The strange thing is that even though he covered it for so long, blood still gushed out of the wound, mixed with the cold rain, and quickly diluted.

The old people who knew the business all exclaimed.

Such a difficult-to-heal wound was obviously caused by an extremely cold existence.

Azan in black brought back two pieces of information.

"The woman in the woodshed is dead."

Zong Jiu and the others could think that the woman was the breakthrough point of this mission, how could the experienced old man not think of it?

So after finding out the necessary information and verifying his guess, Azan in black went straight to the woodshed in the north of Tongbai Village.

When he arrived in front of the woodshed, it was already dark.

There were several villagers guarding the woodshed before, but at night, all of them disappeared.

Azan in black suddenly became suspicious, so he summoned a little ghost and asked it to go to the village chief's earth house to inquire about the news.

Then, he heard a conversation.

"Dad, what about that stinky woman? The human traffickers will come tomorrow!"

Wang Shou walked around in the earth house anxiously, sounding very anxious.

"I told you to be so rude."

The old village chief hit the kang hard with his cigarette butt, "Twenty yuan!"

Twenty yuan was a huge sum of money in the famine era.

The little girl Wang Shou sold before only got six yuan, six yuan was the family's expenses for half a year, not to mention twenty yuan.

Wang Shou also regretted, "I just wanted to play with my brother, but I didn't know that woman had such a bad temper."

"Forget it, forget it. It's over now. We have something important to do tonight. You can take care of it tomorrow and take the meat to the west entrance of the market to sell. At least you can get one or two yuan."

The village chief was disappointed, "We can keep half of it and store it in the water tank at the back. We won't have to worry about winter."

......

The information contained in this sentence is shocking enough to add to the answer he had already determined.

The black-clothed Azan told the little ghost to keep an eye on the two people in the mud house, and turned to the front of the woodshed.

If he guessed correctly, the woman should be dead.

If a person has just died, the soul will not go to the underworld immediately. As long as the body is intact, the black-clothed Azan can try to use the soul-calling flag to draw out the soul and get clues from the dead.

There was a strong smell of blood in the woodshed.

The woman fell to the ground with her hands tied. Her body was stiff and covered with semen stains, blue and purple, and there was no intact part.

There was a huge bloody hole on her forehead, and her eyeballs rolled back.

A bloodstained axe was placed on the firewood pile nearby.

Perhaps because his daughter was sold and he was caught here and suffered humiliation, he decided to die.

The black-clothed Azan silently recited a few mantras for the afterlife, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual around him, he squatted down with the soul-calling banner and prepared to start calling for the soul.

At this moment, something unexpected happened!

The eyes of the corpse suddenly rolled over, from empty white to clear black.

Her bloody nails suddenly grew long, and they scratched the black-clothed Azan who was unable to dodge, leaving a wound corroded by the Yin Qi.

"I was careless."

This matter was not a big deal, but it was not a small deal.

In fact, the black-clothed Azan could have avoided it completely. Because before he prepared to call for the soul, he deliberately sensed whether the woman had any resentment in her heart, so as to prevent her from degenerating into a fierce ghost.

But no. He did not sense any breath of transformation.

When it comes to dealing with ghosts, Azan in black can be said to be the best among all the trainees. After all, even an Onmyoji can only raise Shikigami, not ghosts.

Even he didn't feel the resentment of the transformed ghosts, which can only mean one thing.

The supernatural beings in this village are not resentful ghosts formed by ordinary means.

"Oh, I know this."

Zong Jiu interrupted, "It's the human heart that turned into a ghost, that's what the Yin Po in the temple said."

Azan in black frowned, "It's not so easy to turn a human heart into a ghost, unless there are extremely favorable conditions... Forget it."

"There is another piece of information."

He looked solemn, "The people in this village have the evil habit of eating human flesh."

Sure enough.

Zong Jiu was not surprised.

Let alone the hint given to him by his strange "a perfect corpse" task, anyone who has a little understanding of the dark side of history knows that cannibalism is not a rare thing in the famine eras of ancient and modern times.

Not to mention the ancient times, there was the "Dingwu Great Famine" from 1877 to 1878 during the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, the "18th Year of the Republic of China Famine" during the Republic of China period, and even in modern times, from 1959 to 1961, the Great Leap Forward and the People's Commune led to a serious three-year famine.

In any famine, the scene is similar.

How tragic is the scene of the famine?

Digging tree bark and roots, eating wild vegetables, eating Guanyin soil... As long as everything that can be eaten is used to fill the stomach.

In this extremely harsh situation, cannibalism has become a matter of course.

For humans, food is the basis of survival. If even the most basic survival necessities cannot be guaranteed, then morality and law will become a dead letter.

In the end of all famines, corpses will become delicious meals.

"Shanyu Disasters" and "Shanxi Disaster Tears" both recorded or painted the horror of the Dingwu Great Famine. As long as someone starved to death, countless people would flock to the place, even digging up corpses that had not yet rotted from the ground and cooking them in a pot. Some parents could not bear to eat their own children, so they would exchange their children with others to eat. In the end, it even developed to killing people and eating meat.

Qu Dajun, a poet in the late Ming Dynasty, wrote a poem "Vegetable Man Lament", which talked about the famine when people were not full. In order to keep her husband alive, a woman volunteered to be a "vegetable man" in the market.

Vegetable man, as the name suggests, is a person who goes to the vegetable market to sell himself as a vegetable, so he is naturally called a vegetable man. The open sale of human flesh in the market is enough to imagine what a purgatory scene it was at that time.

"Wait, that's not right."

Just when everyone was shocked by the news brought back by the black-clothed Azan, Zhuge An suddenly frowned.

"The market opens in the early morning. If Wang Shou wants to sell human flesh, at least he has to ask the butcher to clean and cut it overnight. Why do they have to wait until the day after tomorrow to sell it, instead of tomorrow?"

The black-clothed Azan was stunned, "I didn't notice that. They seemed to say they were going to the temple tonight."

Many people's faces changed.

The black-clothed Azan did not act with Zong Jiu's team, so he didn't know a lot of information.

For example, when leaving the temple, Yin Po specifically told them that the temple would not open at night, so they could only look for her during the day.

Thinking of the cold face of the old village chief when he came out of the temple, it was clear what the villagers were up to when they went there at night.

Zong Jiu's face was stern, "Let's go, something might happen."

As a result, just as he finished speaking, everyone rushed into the heavy rain, and the cold voice of the main system sounded.

[Main task of the insider identity card: Find a perfect corpse. Mission failed]

Not only Zong Jiu, but everyone else also received the message.

[Main task of the ordinary identity card: Protect the villagers. Mission failed]

Everyone was stunned all of a sudden.

[The main tasks of the two camps failed and could not be determined. The "Famine Mountain Village" copy is being restarted...]

In a flash, the downpour stopped abruptly.

The surrounding scenery changed and returned to stillness.

Not far away, the traffickers were pulling a cart and slowly driving towards the entrance of Tongbai Village.

Nearby, Wang Shou and the villagers were working together to tighten the hemp rope on the little girl who was tied up.

The trainees stood in an open space, unable to move, and could only watch this pre-plot replay itself.

Everyone had the same look of astonishment on their faces.

No one knew why the missions of the two camps failed at the same time, and no one knew why a mission with a time limit of seven days wiped them out on the third day.

They didn't know, and the barrage was even less clear. Everyone was discussing and paying close attention to the latest developments in the live broadcast room.

[The copy "Famine Village" was restarted successfully]

[This is the last restart of this copy. If the task cannot be completed this time, the whole team will be eliminated immediately]

[The copy restart penalty mode is being drawn...]

[The penalty mode is drawn]

All the trainees suddenly found that their stomachs were burning with hunger.

[Forced to open the "hunger" value]

[The upper limit of the hunger value is 60. If the value drops to zero, you will die directly. Please be sure to]