The Righteous Player(s)

"I have no objection."

The very strong doctor replied first.

Huang Mao shrugged, noncommittal.

The young tinker asked, "Have you brought a crystal ball?"

"No," the old woman said with a smile, "not all divination requires a crystal ball.

"Sister, are there tarot cards here?"

"Ah, it does."

As my sister said, she turned her head and fetched the Tarot card, and said with some embarrassment: "There is indeed such a trend among us girls... I bought it before, but I forgot to play it after I bought it."

"It doesn't matter, not everyone needs divination. You can live a peaceful life without relying on divination. Doesn't that mean you are a good, confident boy."

The old woman laughed hoarsely like a crow.

She said this, but she didn't make any particularly ritual moves. He simply shuffled the cards and lay out four cards in front of him.

"Who will come first?"

The old woman asked.

Annan remained silent and decided to sit on the sidelines with cold eyes.

"Let me do it."

The doctor replied first.

He stood up, walked behind the old woman and studied: "Which one should I open?"

"Choose one and open it."

The old woman said with a smile, "One sheet is enough."

"Then this one."

As the doctor said, he was about to turn over the first card from the left.

But at this moment, the door of the room was knocked.

Boom!

It was like a drunk tapping the door outside, a very loud noise.

"It's a philosopher."

Huang Mao was the first to react: "He is late! He won't drink too much, right?"

"I'll open the door."

The doctor stopped turning over the tarot card and walked to the door.

Boom! Boom!

The knocking outside the door did not stop, instead it became more rapid.

"Come here, here comes!"

The doctor replied loudly: "Don't worry—"

His words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

There was an extremely obvious horror on his face.

... the smell of blood?

A strong smell of blood rushed over.

Annan got up immediately and walked two steps toward the door-the one who reacted with him was Huang Mao who was still eating slowly after he was full.

So Annan immediately saw the visitors.

In other words-I saw the wreckage of the guest.

A middle-aged man with messy hair and distorted expression, his right hand protruded forward and slightly bent, keeping the action of knocking on the door.

And he was hung in front of the door like a swing. When he swings back and forth, his protruding right hand knocks on the door.

The two legs of the "philosopher" are missing, and blood is pouring down continuously. The door of the room and the floor of the doorway have been completely stained red with blood plasma.

After the doctor opened the door, following the "philosopher"'s "legless kick", he was splashed with blood from bottom to top.

In terms of the freshness of this blood, it hasn’t been long before the "philosopher" should die...

"what happened?"

The elder sister made a trembling voice with fear: "Is this... a gangster? The murderer entered the village?"

"It should be the murderer who broke in from outside," the old woman thought calmly, "There are only eight of us in this village. And seven of us are already here... And when we came, we never saw this. Kind of thing."

--wrong.

Annan vetoed in his heart.

Not everyone has an alibi-my sister has time to commit the crime. When everyone enters the house, she can turn out the window and commit the crime...The premise is that the murderer is really one of them.

Is it a detective copy this time?

But Annan always feels that it is not that simple...

"what should I do?"

The woman with a big belly looks really panicked: "My baby is going to be born tomorrow!"

"Don't panic."

The doctor first stretched out his hand and pressed it on his body. The time on his body reversed and the blood stains disappeared completely.

Then he calmly said: "Since there are outsiders entering the village, it means that we may be dangerous to go home. Then we might as well as a few people gather together, and we can ensure each other's safety... I can be with you and the old woman tonight. Protect both of you."

"Then I will live with Arbor."

Huang Mao quickly replied: "I'll protect Uncle!"

"Do I live with the tinker?"

The sister's voice was still a bit hesitant. She obviously felt that the child should not be able to protect herself.

Huang Mao also saw it, and immediately replied, "Should we stop adding my sister and tinker? Then just don't leave the four of us?"

"also."

The doctor said solemnly: "You protect the tinkerers. I will take them away before the sun sets."

"You are also careful on the road."

Huang Mao asked: "You are pushing a wheelchair and you are also carrying a pregnant woman. The gangster may not have gone far yet."

The party suddenly ended like this.

After the three people left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much colder.

Whether it's the silent tinker, the sister who looks like an ordinary girl, and the thinking Annan, it is obvious that no one wants to chat with Huang Mao.

Annan thought, and walked to the four cards left by the old woman.

This is my sister's card, so the old woman did not leave when she left. And the doctor obviously didn't have the leisurely mind to play divination.

So Annan first opened the second card from the left based on his own feelings.

That is a righteous justice.

Annan paused, then opened the first one from the left.

That is the one in the doctor's original photo.

——That is an inverted **** of death.

"Are you looking at the cards, Arbor?"

Huang Mao leaned over, and then opened one: "Power...Does this mean that I am very powerful?"

"This is the power of inversion."

Annan said casually: "I'm afraid it's not the opposite."

"Tsk...is it so sad?"

Huang Maosan put the card down.

And the tinker and sister on the side obviously have no interest in playing this.

No one even brushed the dishes on the table.

"Everyone will sleep in the living room tonight."

My sister turned out a few quilts and a few sets of pajamas, and explained in a low voice: "The soundproofing of the room may be a bit good... Just in case, let's sleep here. It's good to have a caregiver.

"It's getting dark now. Tomorrow morning, let's work together to search the village at dawn."

"You are right."

Annan agreed in a low voice, "I'm a little sleepy."

Suddenly he felt a very strong sleepiness... Before he even got into the quilt, he just lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

The feeling of being watched by someone has also become clearer.

It was as if it was just a moment when Annan woke up again.

He found himself still sitting, with a blanket on his knees.

"Old woman?"

The doctor's calm voice sounded behind him: "Are you awake?"

...The old woman?

Annan suddenly realized something, raised his head and opened his eyes.

He is not sitting on the sofa, but in a wheelchair—

What caught Annan's eyes was a huge sunset high in the sky.

It's like going back a few hours ago.

——It's as if the sunset never sets.