Thriller: I created an alien asylum

Shen Yu listened to her screams quietly.

Originally, he planned to capture her and bring her back to the headquarters, and let the people in the institute study her carefully.

See what caused her appearance and whether it can be replicated.

However, after listening to her words, Shen Yu changed his mind.

Just treat it as his last conscience towards the "experimental subject".

Let her take revenge before taking action.

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The three newcomers could only stay in the mourning hall trembling with fear and continue their work as vigilants.

Of course, this time, a senior stayed nearby to keep an eye on them at any time.

The other three seniors also need to go to other places to find clues. After all, since this town has a supernatural event, it means that there is something hidden behind it.

Most supernatural copies are like this.

They need to find the reasons behind it.

And these things cannot be answered by just asking the townspeople.

Because for outsiders, these damn NPCs are all tight-lipped, and regard outsiders as bad guys who want to kill them.

Of course, it could also be that they did something bad and wanted to cover something up out of human instinct.

Li Yue sat back on the bench.

The man who was hung on the beam had been put down and was lying with the coffin. He was covered with only a white cloth, which was very short and could only cover his head and body.

A pair of legs were exposed.

Without the cover of the coffin, it was clearer that there were really dead people in the mourning hall.

There were two of them lying there.

If the people who were keeping vigil were not brave enough, they would probably have nightmares for several days after returning.

Generally, the people who kept vigil were the direct relatives of the deceased, such as sons, daughters, grandsons, daughters-in-law, and granddaughters-in-law.

However, the second son, who was less superstitious and went out to do business, did not believe in this. He preferred to leave it to professionals.

After all, he spent so much money to hire a funeral master. If the funeral master did not do enough, wouldn’t it be a waste of money?

People who work in this industry are called Yin Ming. There is a saying among the people that letting such people guard the spirit is also to accumulate virtue for the elderly. The elderly will live better in the underworld, and can also bless their descendants or have a good rebirth.

Of course, these reincarnations are definitely not professionals. This is probably the setting of the dungeon.

Anyway, the reincarnations are to guard the spirit.

Li Yue sat on a small stool. Although she knew that there was no corpse behind her, she felt that her back was always cold, and the hairs on her hands stood up.

She even had a kind of phantom touch, always feeling that something was pressing against her back.

It was like... the toes of the corpse hanging on the beam were pressing against her back.

Li Yue had to burn paper money for a while, and then turned back to look.

Her back was a wall, nothing.

She took out a bag of paper money from the bag next to her.

After opening it, she took out a stack and lit it with a match, watching it slowly burn out in the brazier.

Fortunately, there was not much time left after those things happened.

At two o'clock, their night watch mission was over, and it was the turn of the next group of newcomers to take over.

They waited for a few minutes.

The newcomers hadn't come yet.

"Did they oversleep?"

"Should someone go and call them?"

Li Yue stood up, "I'll go, it's okay for me to stop here."

"Okay, then you go and call them."

"Really, it's a pity that they can sleep so soundly in the dungeon."

"I didn't sleep well before."

The two looked at the sacrificial basin and found that the candle was still burning steadily.

Their buttocks hurt from sitting for so long, and there were waves of yin in the mourning hall. They only felt cold hands and feet, sore buttocks, and all over their bodies.

They didn't dare to stand up and move their bodies.

They didn't dare to look at the coffin and the corpse on the ground.

They could only look at the spirit platform in front of them.

The photo of the spirit platform was still upside down, and because it was stained with a lot of blood, no one dared to go forward to help it up.

Who knows what will happen if it is touched.

The newcomers didn't dare to touch anything that the seniors didn't ask them to do.

And nothing happened after such a long time, which means it doesn't matter whether the photo falls or not.

They are not real filial sons and grandsons who can risk their lives to protect the photo of this old man.

The two quickly looked away.

"How long has it been now?"

"Almost ten minutes?"

"Why hasn't she come back yet?"

"Nothing will happen?"

"Wait a little longer."

...

As soon as Li Yue went out, she felt her body warm up. Her body, which was originally cold in her hands and feet, gradually became calmer. It was not her illusion. It was really much colder inside the mourning hall than outside.

It was not very obvious inside, but as soon as she left the mourning hall, she could see the difference.

She rubbed her arms and walked towards the house where the newcomers were resting.

At this time, the lights in the town were basically turned off.

There was only one house with lights on, which should be the family holding the funeral.

I don't know if this happened in the mourning hall. Will the funeral continue?

It should be held.

After all, if we don't do it, won't it anger the deceased even more?

If... the one who killed Li Laoer was really Mr. Li.

Based on her experience of watching movies, Li Yue knew that the one who killed Li Laoer might not necessarily be Mr. Li.

After all, it was said before that Mr. Li had a happy funeral, and his sons also arranged such a decent funeral for him. Although they did not keep vigil for him, they also invited professionals to do so.

Even if Mr. Li was dissatisfied, at most he would teach his son a lesson in his dream, at most he would beat and scold him a few times, but he would not kill his son.

However, Mr. Li was probably a person with a bad temper and the final say at home, otherwise Mr. Li would not be afraid that his father would take him to the underworld.

Only those who are always afraid of their fathers on weekdays will behave like this.

However, considering this era, and the fact that this place is very remote, it seems very normal.

The town is dark, unlike in the future, even at night, there are street lights on the road to illuminate the road.

Now it is dark, and only the moonlight in the sky can bring a ray of light.

In addition, Li Yue is not familiar with the road conditions, and she almost got lost in this town.

After finally finding a house to rest, she went over and knocked on the door.

"Get up, it's your turn to guard the body."

After knocking for a long time, a response came from inside.

"I'm coming."

"Why are you rushing?"

Several newlyweds pushed open the door and walked out with sleepy faces.

"It's time so soon?"

Li Yue: "It's two o'clock, come with me to the funeral hall."

On the way, Li Yue was struggling whether to tell them what happened in the funeral hall, but when she thought of another body lying in the funeral hall, they would find it after they went there.

So she told them what happened.