The ghost knocked on the door, luckily I was able to read the save file!

Lin Luo and the other two returned to the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, his eyes unconsciously looked towards the osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

The mirror hanging on the tree had been turned over by someone, showing the back.

He clearly remembered that he had hung the mirror with the front facing outwards. With a hint of curiosity in his eyes, he slowly walked towards the mirror.

When he reached out to turn the mirror back to the front, he suddenly found several pieces of mirror fragments scattered on the ground.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

He turned over the mirror and saw that, as he expected, the mirror had broken into several pieces.

"Who did this?!"

He muttered to himself in disbelief, his heart full of confusion.

The appearances of Zhao Shuang and the other two flashed through his mind one by one, and finally fixed on Tong Tong's face.

At this time, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan also walked to his side. After seeing the broken mirror, they showed solemn expressions on their faces.

"Did Tong Tong do it?" They subconsciously thought of Tong Tong and couldn't help but guess.

Lin Luo was silent for a moment, then turned the mirror back to its original position.

He thought calmly for a while, and said firmly: "I don't know, but we must go to the back of the village to have a look!"

Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan looked at each other, and they saw surprise and confusion in each other's eyes.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help asking: "Go to the back mountain? Why go there?"

Lin Luo turned his head and looked at the two of them. He pondered for a moment and said; "Yes, go to the back mountain! Verify their story!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan immediately understood a little bit.

Although there are four versions of the story, in two versions, Li Bing did not die.

If her tomb is found, then two stories can be directly ruled out, and even the time of the other party's death can be known, which means that three are directly ruled out indirectly.

Although stupid, it is a good way.

Wu Shan frowned and looked at Lin Luo and the others. He couldn't help but say, "I don't think these four stories are true."

"Whether it's true or not, time is running out. We must go and see. Prepare some torches and go up the mountain." Zhang Yuan said in a deep voice.

Without extra time, they acted immediately.

Lin Luo and Zhang Yuan naturally did the same to Wu Shan's words.

They were half-believing and half-doubting the people in this village, and they always remained skeptical.

Fortunately, the room next to the washroom was the kitchen, which had some firewood and tea oil. The three of them simply made a few torches and walked quickly towards the back mountain.

However, when they came to the small bridge that they had to cross to go to the back mountain, their eyes suddenly trembled and they stopped involuntarily.

In their eyes, in the clear stream, there was actually a body floating face down and back up, and the loose hair showed that the other party was a woman.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but swear, his voice trembling: "This... is already dead?!"

Lin Luo frowned and said in a deep voice: "Let's see."

As he said, he handed the torch to Wu Shan, and ran over quickly. He looked at the depth of the water. He directly broke off a thin branch from a tree nearby and slowly inserted the branch into the water next to the corpse.

Then when the branch touched the bottom, he pulled it back and measured the length of the wet branch with his hand. Lin Luo's expression was extremely solemn: "Less than half a meter deep!"

"Less than half a meter!?" Zhang Yuan and the others also endured the fear and walked to the stream, their eyes full of disbelief.

"How can such shallow water drown people?" Wu Shan muttered to himself, his face as pale as paper.

"This, this female corpse is Zhao Shuang?" Wu Shan spoke again. Although there was doubt in his words, he knew very well that the woman in the stream was 99% Zhao Shuang.

In the team, only Zhao Shuang had long hair.

Lin Luo looked up and looked around, and found that there were nothing but trees around, and there were no other tools that could be used.

So his eyes fell on a tree nearby, and he directly broke off a long branch with a fork.

"Won't it be known who it is if we pull her up?" Lin Luo said as he broke off a thin branch from the trunk, and then used the branch as a hook to carefully hook the shoulders of the female corpse, and slowly pulled the female corpse closer to them.

Then, Lin Luo used all his strength to pull the female corpse out of the water, but the female corpse was still some distance from the shore, and the female corpse was surprisingly heavy.

"Come here and pull her up." Lin Luo called Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan.

Although they were filled with fear, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan still stepped forward.

They half-crouched, endured the fear, and reached out to grab the female corpse's clothes, and then together with Lin Luo, they pulled the female corpse to the shore.

After some efforts, the female corpse was finally successfully pulled to the shore by the three people.

At the moment when the female corpse was pulled ashore, her front also appeared in front of Lin Luo, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan.

The female corpse widened her white eyes, opened her mouth very wide, and showed an extremely hideous and fearful expression on her face. And this face was exactly the Zhao Shuang they were familiar with!

"She was killed by a ghost!" Zhang Yuan forcibly restrained his inner fear and carefully observed the female corpse, and found that there was no obvious sign of struggle on her body.

"It's only a half-meter deep stream, how could she drown herself!?" Lin Luo returned to the stream again and threw a leaf into the stream, while paying attention to the flow rate and direction of the stream, and observing the floating state of the leaf on the stream.

After a moment, he concluded: "From the current flow rate of the stream, it is certain that she was indeed drowned in this half-meter deep stream. The water in the water flow area before and after is not very deep."

Looking at the situation around, Wu Shan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his voice trembled slightly: "Where did Zhao Qian go?"

He didn't ask about Tong Tong's situation. After all, as a ghost, they didn't need to worry about her safety.

"She should be on the mountain. As for whether she is still alive, I don't know." Lin Luo said a conclusion that made Wu Shan's back cold.

"Is the body just here?" Zhang Yuan frowned and raised a rather tricky question.

Lin Luo turned his head and looked behind him, then his eyes fell on the back mountain, and said calmly: "Now, we don't have extra time to deal with these things."

After speaking, he looked at the watch in his hand and the scorching sun hanging high above his head.

"It's already ten o'clock, and the sun has reached twelve o'clock. We have less and less time left."

Lin Luo's words made Zhang Yuan and the others' faces change.

As time passed, they felt the urgency of time more and more.

And the constraints of the rules on the ghosts were obviously gradually becoming smaller. It was obvious that this world of rules was forcing them to make choices.