Unlimited cheating in the horror world

The villagers came out of the village chief's house one after another, and the warm air in the hall quickly dissipated when it encountered the damp and cold outside.

Everyone gathered their clothes together, "This weather is really frustrating..."

As soon as the villager complained, he was photographed by the villagers beside him, "Don't talk nonsense at night, be careful."

Only then did the complaining villagers shut up. This is a special period.

The iron gate of the village chief's house was opened, and Wang Xian came out to open it himself. Originally, he didn't want to send these greedy villagers away, but he had to listen to his father's words.

What's more, these people have all obtained shares, so they have to unite together in the future.

"Xiao Xian is sensible."

"The son of the village chief is just different."

"is not that right."

This time, they kept talking good things, and they benefited from the village head, but the village head held the most shares, and they had to give Wang Xian all the shares in the future, so naturally they had to give this face.

Wang Xian just smiled lightly, but did not show any signs of impatience.

Before the villagers could say a few words to each other, a woman exclaimed: "Oh! Who are you frightening by standing here?"

Everyone took a light to shine in the past, and it turned out that it was Dashi's child who died in the forest not long ago, and everyone fell silent immediately.

It was Wang Xian who stood up and said, "What are you doing here so late, Aunt Li, you happen to live next door to his house, so help me send it back."

Although Aunt Li didn't want to help in her heart, when Wang Xian spoke, all the villagers next to her looked at her. Seeing this, she couldn't help but spit in her heart, they were all cowards.

"Okay, let's go."

Aunt Li went up to greet the child and told him to follow, but unexpectedly the child stood still, his eyes scanned everyone present, and then fixedly stared at Wang Xian.

Wang Xian was so stared at by him that he felt anxious, "It's all right, you kid, go home quickly, don't make your mother worry."

Aunt Li also stepped forward and grabbed the child's arm, "Hurry up, otherwise your mother will be in a hurry if she doesn't see you, and the child still ran out so late."

After all, the child's strength was inferior to Aunt Li's, so he was dragged away like this, but when he left, he still looked back at Wang Xian.

"The child became lonely after losing his father. When he goes out later, he has to persuade his mother to remarry." A villager said.

A few villagers nearby also thought it made sense. The child stared at them, as if he knew something, but they kept everything from them, so how could this child know.

Soon the people here dispersed.

Over there, Aunt Li quickly sent the child near the door of the house, pointing to the yard, "Hurry up and go home." After she finished speaking, she didn't look back and stepped into the door of her house, closing the door without caring whether the child would go home obediently or not.

Anyway, what should be done has been done, and if the child does other things, it has nothing to do with her.

The little boy didn't run home directly, but looked at the village shrouded in darkness, stood there for a while, and then went home with the cold wind blowing.

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Feng Yichen solved the ghost, and quickly ran back to the residence. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shen Congran sitting by the bed, and when he came back, he immediately got up.

Shen Congran: "How is it?"

Feng Yichen closed the door, "It went well, but it took a while to come back."

As soon as he said it was time-consuming, Shen Congran knew that he must have encountered a ghost when he came back.

Feng Yichen sat down and continued: "The group of people really have something we need to do, but they didn't say what it was, and in fact, everyone in this village has to leave here."

Shen Congran: "All leave? Didn't you say that the spirit soil is here? I didn't expect them to be willing to leave."

Although he obtained some spiritual soil before leaving, those cannot guarantee long-term prosperity.

Feng Yichen nodded, "Well, I just want to leave. The village chief and the others will come to us tomorrow, and then we will know what they want us to do."

After much deliberation, Shen Congran felt that it could only be related to the spiritual soil, "Do you want us to go to the forest to get those spiritual soils? Apart from this soil, there seems to be nothing else worth caring about in this village."

Feng Yichen: "It must be very dangerous, and the six people in the mission world were selected by this village. We were arranged to perform tasks here, and our identities are similar to those six people. Now those six people are dead or missing. .”

Shen Congran immediately began to check the items in the storage, hoping to have a good time tomorrow, "By the way, what about the spiritual soil?"

Feng Yichen: "I originally wanted to steal those spiritual soils, but now I don't need them. Since those people are leaving, they must put the spiritual soils on the boat first. We can get them as long as we get on the boat, which is comparable to going to the village chief. It's easy to find at home."

At that time, the ship will be an isolated island smaller than the current island. If there is a real fight, the narrow space will help him deal with those people.

They have to get on the boat. There is no time limit for this mission. It's hard to say what will happen if they don't get on the boat.

In the past, there was a time limit, and even if the required tasks were not completed after this point, he could return to the settlement interface, but this time, Shen Congran was really not sure that he would not be able to board the ship, and he could still return to the settlement interface.

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Shen Congran stood in the open space of the village, and when he looked up, he saw a group of people not far away.

She walked over, and without being blocked by those people, she easily walked to the innermost place, where a half-grown boy was kneeling.

"Please, Uncle Wang, let me take my mother to the doctor, she is dying of illness!"

The young man begged with a sad face, but the middle-aged man standing opposite him was unmoved. Although he looked younger now, Shen Congran still recognized that this man was the current Village Chief Wang.

"Xiaoyue, you know the rules of the village, and no one outside knows about our village's special products. You will take your mother to the hospital in the city and let the people who buy our special products think about it."

This is a blatant refusal.

A trace of despair flashed in the boy's eyes. He looked up and looked around at these former neighbors and villagers from the same village. No one would plead for him now.

But he still lowered his head, and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground. Even though it was muddy ground, it was also mixed with gravel. With such heavy knocks, his forehead was already scratched by gravel.

After a few more blows, the blood was already bleeding, but the people around still didn't let go.

The boy yelled sadly: "I beg you, let my mother go to the doctor, I'm just such a family member."

The cries made Shen Congran beside him feel uncomfortable. The child was pushed to the extreme.

Village head Wang was unmoved by this, "Rules are rules." He took out a paper bag from his arms and threw it to the kneeling boy.

The boy thought it was some kind of medicine, but when he opened it, he found it was just dirt.

He looked at Village Chief Wang with red eyes, "Are you going to force our whole family to death?"

Village Chief Wang snorted coldly, "Why did you kill you? I did this for the sake of the village. We never go outside for medical treatment."

Then he looked up at the surrounding villagers, "He took his mother out, all your wealth and honor will be wiped out, think about it."

After saying that, he shook his hands and left, and the surrounding villagers were a little bit unbearable at first, but thinking of the money in hand, they concealed this unbearable, if it is because this one person hurts everyone, why not...

After saying that, everyone dispersed, and no one cared about the kneeling boy.