Chapter 503 Capture
Midnight, village chief’s house.
Xiao Jin's dagger gently lifted the latch of the wooden window and silently climbed in. The room was dark, with only the candlelight on the altar swaying slightly, reflecting the densely packed talismans on the wall.
The rest of the people also entered one after another.
"Generally, places like this will have secret rooms or basements or something, right?" Feng Hao said softly.
"I looked at the general layout and there is no space in the secret room, so it is most likely a basement." Shao Siyuan lowered his head and released a few tiny ants from his hands.
It's very small and you can't see it unless you pay attention.
"Where would the basement be?" Sui Ying asked in a low voice.
Xiao Jin didn't answer, but stared at the talisman on the wall.
Unexpectedly, the system screen suddenly popped up:
[Audience issues a bounty task: Tear off the talisman on the wall, bounty amount: 2000 points]
Xiao Jin frowned, and without thinking, he pressed the reject button.
What kind of mission is this? She doesn’t trust these people at all.
Xiao Jin's action also attracted countless complaints from the audience in the live broadcast room, and criticisms came pouring in like snowflakes.
[Damn, what's wrong with this anchor? He refuses the rewards and tips, as if he doesn't exist! ]
[I've unfollowed you. You're welcome.]
[Heh, you guys treat the anchor as a fool, it's strange that he would pay attention to you. ]
【**What did you say? You *&￥%*&……】
Xiao Jin on this side had no idea that a quarrel had already broken out in the live broadcast room.
After seeing the bounty mission issued by the audience, she paid special attention to the condition of the talisman, and this really made her see some clues.
If you listen carefully, there seems to be a "rustling" scratching sound behind the talisman, as if something is sealed inside and is trying hard to get out.
"Don't touch it." Xiao Jin said coldly: "There is something locked behind it."
During this time, Shao Siyuan had been using detection props to observe the situation in the house. When he scanned a place, he suddenly stopped under the altar: "There is a secret door here."
Xiao Jin squatted down, groping for the cracks in the floor with his fingers, and soon found a loose wooden board. After opening it, a strong stench of decay hit him in the face.
"I'll go down first, you guys cover me." Xiao Jin said as he lowered his head and dived.
The basement was narrow and damp, and Xiao Jin could clearly see the walls covered with yellowed documents, including several ID cards, passports, and even a tour group list.
"The tour group from ten years ago?" Sui Ying picked up a list and frowned, "Could these people be the bodies in the coffins?"
Xiao Jin's eyes fell on the photo at the bottom - a dozen tourists were standing in front of Guxing Village with bright smiles, and behind them, there was a blurry black shadow standing, with his hand on one of them's shoulder.
She thought of the photo she found in the notebook. The faces of the seven people in the photo really matched the ones in front of her.
"It should be them." Xiao Jin replied.
"Then let's sort it out now." Shao Siyuan pondered for a moment: "Guxing Village needs to hold the so-called 'sacrifice to the gods' every year, and there are usually many tourists who come here to visit.
But it was only ten years ago and ten years later that we encountered strange things. "
"So, ten years is an important time node." Feng Hao followed up.
Sui Ying suddenly had an idea: "Could it be that the so-called 'god' has run out of time as a substitute?"
Xiao Jin and others were in deep thought.
"It is indeed possible. Each substitution ceremony can only last for ten years. After this period, a new sacrifice needs to be selected.
And our group of players just happened to be caught in the crosshairs."
“You are right…”
Suddenly, the basement door was kicked open!
The village chief stood at the door. The corpse spots on his neck had spread to his entire face. His mouth was wide open, revealing his white teeth: "Dear guests...you should have a good rest at night..."
There was a noisy sound coming from behind, and Xiao Jin could sense that there were at least a dozen villagers holding lanterns and standing outside with cold eyes.
"Catch them." The village chief grinned, revealing his real intention. "I was thinking of keeping you well fed and well fed until the last day, but since you are so dishonest, there is no need to go through so much trouble. I will just lock you up until the day of the God's sacrifice!"
The battle breaks out instantly!
The basement is too small to be used for activities.
Several people looked at each other and threw their skills above their heads at the same time.
There was a loud bang and five figures emerged from the ground one after another. As soon as they came out, they quickly dispersed in all directions.
"Let's hide first and then meet up during the seventh day's sacrifice." Everyone understood this tacitly.
"Run?" The village chief sneered: "Can you run away?"
Then he ordered all the villagers to chase after them separately: "Don't let any one go."
Yunye swept his claws across, bloody power erupted, and red flames ignited between the sharp blades, directly piercing through the villagers blocking the way in front!
But after being pierced, the villager actually grinned strangely, and countless black hair gushed out from the wound and wrapped around Yunye's neck!
Seeing this, Yunye frowned, urged his weapon, and burned all the black hair in front of him.
On the other side, Xiao Jin was also surrounded.
Xiao Jin unsheathed his long sword, the blade flashed like snow, and in an instant, he cut off the black hair in front of him! But more villagers rushed up, their skin began to peel off, revealing the mycelium wriggling inside.
No, I can’t let them bother me!
Xiao Jin quickly took out a few Molotov cocktails and threw them out, and the flames quickly engulfed the villagers in front.
Taking this opportunity, she continued to run out of the village.
It’s impossible to go back to the guesthouse at this time, so it’s safer to go directly to the mountains.
Several other people thought the same way.
Shao Siyuan threw out a talisman, golden light exploded, and forced back several villagers. He turned around and ran, not forgetting to send messages to the others while running.
[Shao Siyuan: Be careful of the tail! These villagers cannot be killed, so they will inevitably have ways to track them.]
【Sui Ying: Got it, don’t worry. 】
【Feng Hao: Drop~】
The focus shifts to the basement of the village chief's house.
Looking from above now, this place has completely turned into ruins.
However, Xiao Jin and others who were escaping for their lives did not know that after they left, the wall covered with talismans began to crack inch by inch.
Accompanied by the terrified gazes of countless villagers, a black shadow floated out from the crack and chased after Xiao Jin and the others.
………………
Time passed little by little, and Xiao Jin and others were still avoiding the villagers' pursuit.
It was fine when it was dark, but soon it was daylight, which caused great trouble for the players to hide. Xiao Jin and others were forced to gather together and hide in the ancestral hall.
Xiao Jin kicked open the rotten wooden door of the ancestral hall, and everyone filed in. Sui Feng inserted a wooden stick across the door frame to temporarily block the door, and then threw a prop to seal the door.
After doing all this, everyone turned around.
The ancestral hall was cold and damp. The candles on the altar had long been extinguished, leaving only a few wisps of residual fragrance floating in the air.
At a sudden glance at the faded portrait hanging on the wall, the eyes of the person in the painting seemed alive, moving with the movement of the crowd.