This is not a weird story

Feng Yiren's point of view surprised Wei An. This was the first time he heard that the rules were alive.

"Live" here does not mean flexible, but thoughtful and able to think and act independently.

In Wei'an's view, ghost stories and weirdness are indispensable, but he did not expect that the conclusions of these expert groups are completely opposite. There can be no weirdness in ghost stories, because weirdness does not have to exist, and ghost stories only need to have rules.

Because there are no rules, there can be no weird stories.

Feng Yiren is indeed an expert in studying the rules of ghost stories. Their conclusion is very subversive to Wei An, but after thinking about it carefully, especially after combining the analysis of the ghost stories in the city where the black and white woman is located, Wei An feels that it makes sense.

The rules of strange stories are alive.

In other words, last time in Biluo City's "Death God's Choice" kaidan, I actually killed the kaidan directly. As a result, the kaidan could not stay any longer, and the kaidan collapsed.

Maybe for some reason, the killed Kaitan retained the same appearance as when he died, and was not completely destroyed, unlike the ghost that summoned ghosts.

Thinking about it this way, the monster in the blood pool in the ghost talk was killed, which caused the entire ghost talk to collapse. That is to say, the monster in the blood pool was the result of the embodiment of the rules of the ghost talk.

Rules can be embodied, or they can exist invisible and invisible, but they are all strange rules.

Wei An felt that his previous understanding of strange stories had been completely overturned. In other words, this was not a strange story, at least not the strange story they imagined.

The weird story itself is the biggest weirdness.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there were many secrets hidden in it that needed to be unearthed and studied. Wei An felt like his head was in a mess.

"No wonder Warnema always feels like someone is observing me in the sky?" Wei An secretly speculated, "No wonder I can't activate my plot speculation at certain critical moments? It should be that the editor has a self-protection function, and when certain strange rules are active, area, which it does not activate to avoid detection.”

But now everything is much better, because as my abilities continue to grow, I can even start plot speculations in real-life ghost stories.

Wei An believes that even if he returns to those strange stories that cannot activate plot speculation, he can still start the editor normally. After all, the editor is being upgraded and more function buttons are being activated.

As for the weird rules, after a moment, he shook his head and didn't think about it for the time being.

The most urgent task now is to see how to execute the second plan, by destroying the rule center and killing this "lucky man" monster!

After disposing of the old woman's shriveled body, Wei An wrapped up the cracked meat ball. There was not much left in the cracked meat ball. Even if it was wrapped and placed close to the body, there would be no difference.

Soon everyone began to rest. After a tiring day, Wei An couldn't stand it anymore.

Jin Mingfei's wound has been closed. Although his intestines were hung out just now, they were not broken, which will help his recovery.

While he was sleeping, Wei An was awakened by the sound of rustling footsteps. He did not move, but opened his eyes and glanced outside the cage.

I saw that the second round of wooden cages at the back had been opened, and the slaves were lining up and passing in front of their wooden cages. They were dispatched by the guardian to the strange well to continue the salvage work.

It was still early, so Wei An just took a look and continued to sleep.

When he woke up, it was still dark, but the second round of salvage slaves were already returning.

Seeing him waking up, Yuan Cong came over and whispered softly: "Wei An, you can sleep peacefully. I have asked them to count who has salvaged the meat balls and brought them back, how many meat balls there are, and which wooden cages these meat balls are distributed in." inside."

As his name suggests, this guy is very smart. He saw that Wei An and others were able to deal with the monster hatched in the meat ball, so he guessed that they might get their ideas from the meat ball, so he started counting in advance.

Wei An nodded and asked: "Normally, how many meat balls can be fished out in one night?"

Yuan Cong replied: "This is not sure. Sometimes there are only one or two, but sometimes there are ten or twenty. It depends on luck."

"It depends on luck, everything here depends on luck!" Wei An muttered to himself.

Yuan Cong chuckled and said, "If you want to implement any plan, you must tell me in advance so that I can be prepared."

Wei An patted him on the shoulder: "Let's finish the next salvage work first. By the way, what is the area over the corner of the wall?"

Yuan Cong looked at the corner of the tall wall in the darkness and replied: "The guardians often come out from there. It should be where the villagers in this village live, but no one can get past. If the guardian sees it, it is basically The body and head are separated.”

Wei An frowned slightly and thought to himself that Chen Yao actually lives in the area where the villagers live in this village. Could it be that his identity after entering this strange story is different from ours? Not slaves, but villagers in this village?

If they are really villagers here, Wei An feels that they must contact Chen Yao as soon as possible, because this identity will make it easier for them to carry out their plan and will not be easily discovered by the guardians.

Wei An suspected that the center of the rules of this strange story was in the area where the villagers lived. If Chen Yao could use his identity to search there, the execution effect of the plan would be twice the result with half the effort.

After resting for a while, the night passed and the sky turned bright. At this time, Jin Mingfei's injuries had basically recovered. It must be said that the flesh and blood in the meat ball was very powerful.

Taking this opportunity, everyone took another look at the surrounding environment, which did not change much from the daytime.

At this time, Yuan Cong gave the collected data to Wei An.

About thirty people who participated in the second round of salvage last night were killed. They all died from the weird things that were directly salvaged. They were killed or directly eaten by these weird things right next to the well.

Three people got the meat balls and have returned to their respective wooden cages, waiting for the meat balls to hatch.

Of course, these wooden cages are far away from where Wei An is.

And last night, it was said that one of Wei An's slaves in this round was the one who got the meat ball. The meat ball had been successfully hatched, and he was the one who had bad luck.

The thing hatched from the meat ball had killed the man, and the doomed star had been taken away by the guardian.

The guardian came to see it twice during the day, but the meat ball in front of Feng Yiren had been replaced by Wei An and Jin Mingfei with a round mound of soil, and it was also covered with a layer of clothes, so it could not be seen from the outside for the time being. Strange.

When night fell again two hours later, they opened their clothes again. Because the light was very dark and the color of the meat ball was very similar to the mound, the guardians still thought that the meat ball had not hatched yet.

However, Wei An knew that when they left to salvage the well, the fake meat ball would be exposed, so after going out this time, they must not return here again.

After expressing his thoughts, he studied with Yuan Cong and Feng Yiren for a long time until the next round of salvage work came.

The wooden cage was opened, and the guardian stood on the path that many slaves must pass. The dark eyes under the hood seemed to be scanning everyone.

Wei An, Jin Mingfei, Feng Yiren, Yuan Cong, together with other slaves, lined up in an orderly manner and left the wooden cage.

Wei An also glanced back at the ball of dirt covered by tattered clothes.

At this moment, his shoulders sank, and a guardian reached out and held him down.

Jin Mingfei and others behind him were startled when they saw the guardian bending down and moving his head close to Wei An.

A voice quickly rang in Wei An's ears: "I am Chen Yao."