Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Everyone fell silent.

A thick cold air came up from the soles of his feet. Cheng Xin opened his mouth. He wanted to question the village chief and all the loopholes in his words. However, the village chief's expression told him that none of what he said was false.

In the end, it was Yan Chuchu who raised the question first.

"What do you mean by that incident?" Yan Chuchu asked, "Is that incident three years ago the cause of all the heart-digging incidents?"

Under the questioning of everyone, the village chief finally revealed what happened three years ago.

It turned out that in the village, in addition to the rich Wang family, there was also a Ren family. During the period of reform and opening up, the eldest son of the Wang family in the north of the village ran to pull a truck, made his first money, and opened a transportation company. Although the eldest son married a daughter-in-law in the city and never returned to the countryside, he also built a house for his family and bought land, so he was rich and noble until today.

The Ren family in the south of the village is even more dramatic. Ren Guodong, the father of the Ren family, is a lame man, and his wife has chronic kidney disease. The two of them are considered to be broken pots and rotten lids, and they have always been helped by the villagers. Their youngest son inherited their frail constitution and was a medicine jar since childhood. Fortunately, the eldest daughter not only did not inherit the disease from her parents, she is smart and smart, but also looks particularly beautiful.

Her name is Ren Chun.

"Ren Chun..." Chu Tianshu chewed on the name, almost at that moment, he remembered the small grave bag he saw last night.

Because of his poor family background, Ren Chun is not like other girls in the village. He can afford a beautiful floral dress and has the money to tie a headband with a bow. She always wore blue trousers that had been washed white, and a white top with frayed edges. With a white handkerchief in her ponytail, she walked through the streets of Jiangcun, raising her chin and looking straight ahead, holding a bottle of vinegar or a packet of salt in her hand.

She wasn't rich, but she had glowing white skin, a swan-like neck, and flesh-and-bone calves exposed under her blue pants that were cut short. She didn't speak, and she didn't look back. But the eyes of all boys or men will always stop on her. Stopping at her swaying with her two calves, and swaying her ponytail in rhythm behind her head.

That long ponytail was always swaying on the field road, and the place where the ponytail swayed was where all the boys from Jiangcun gathered. They followed Ren Chun in groups, stepped on the road she had stepped on, and compiled their own and her stories in their dreams and in the crowd.

However, Ren Chun didn't look at anyone, and in the face of this flowery world that was fascinated by her, she was as cold as a cold plum. The only man she smiled at was her father Ren Guodong and her younger brother Ren Qiu.

When Ren Chun was fifteen years old, her life changed dramatically. Dad Ren took his wife into the city to see a doctor, and he bought a lottery ticket on the way back, and the whole family finally got around.

After winning two million, Ren Chun finally put on a white dress with embroidery instead of the blue trousers that had been washed white. She was able to go to the city to study and her mother was well treated. With the earnest expectations of the villagers, the Ren family eventually opened a flour mill in the village, employing unemployed villagers as workers. However, just a year later, the flour mill closed due to poor management, and finally, Dad Ren died in a dust explosion. Along with the dust explosion, there were also many villagers' harvests that year.

"Ren's mother went crazy after the bombing. In order to pay off her debts, Ren Chun dropped out of school and went to work in the city. Many people in the city saw her dressed as a demon, wearing a red dress, holding the hand of a middle-aged man in the city. Walking in the shopping mall... Later, she returned to the village to pay back the money, quarreled with her brother at night, drank too much alcohol when she went out, fell into the lake and drowned." The village chief said in a trembling voice.

On the third day after her death, the villagers who went to work in the morning saw her body on the lake. She was still wearing the white dress she brought back from the city, no longer wrapped in a white handkerchief, and her long jet-black hair was floating in the pond like seaweed, floating...

And her snow-white skirt was like a white lotus flower, and its petals rose and fell with the waves of the water.

Because of her violent death and her fornication, she was not fit to enter the village cemetery. Her younger brother Ren Qiu had been begging for a long time before her sister had a small grave at the very edge of the cemetery.

On the day of Ren Chun's burial, only Ren Qiu knelt in front of Ren Chun's grave. He knew that Ren Chun hated himself.

If it wasn't for that quarrel, Ren Chun shouldn't have run out of the house.

If it wasn't for his illness... If it wasn't for his drag on Ren Chun, Ren Chun would never have returned to the village.

Nor would she fall into a deep, dark green pond that night.

And now, after sinking into the pond, she is going to take everyone... to hell.

"Someone heard the quarrel between Ren Chun and Ren Qiu that night. Ren Chun said that everyone in this world is black, and ran out of the house..." The village chief recalled the scene at that time, "After she died, These things happened one after another, and the Taoist priest Qingxu in the Taoist temple said that there are ghosts at work."

"Daoist Qingxu?" Zhang Mingge asked.

"The Taoist priest Qingxu came to Jiangcun 30 years ago. With the help of the Wang family, he cultivated the Qingxu Temple and practiced in it. During this period of time, he should be in retreat." The village chief said, "That's what he said, all kinds of things in the village, It's all because of the ghost..."

"That's Ren Chun." Zhang Mingge thought thoughtfully, "Being tortured before death and resentful after death, he does have the potential to become a ghost... Moreover, there are blood relatives still alive."

"So Ren Chun is the digger?" Cheng Xin asked, "She was born in February and died in August, so every two months, there will be incidents of digging hearts?"

The village chief nodded: "Yes, in the beginning, one incident occurred every few days, and after the third incident was accumulated, people like you would enter the village. After that, a number would appear on the top of someone's head, each number representing One day, after the numbers are cleared, those marked will die one by one. The tasks of those people before are the same as you..."

When Ji Nanquan listened to his words, he felt horrified for a while.

In the past, more or less, he always felt that he was the son of heaven, and it was because of fate that he came to play this game. Therefore, he always looks at those NPCs with a condescending attitude, watching himself dominate their destiny.

However, this time, he realized for the first time that he was only one of the task pipelines, just like every tin can that he thought he was unique. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was just lying on the cold conveyor belt. It's the exact same can, all being infused with the same pork by the same robotic arm...

It was an indescribable fear of suddenly discovering that you were just a part.

However, Lin Huai, who was beside him, did not feel this creepy fear at all. He praised: "No wonder you have received us so well. It turns out that you have received experience. I said that the facilities inside are quite complete, not overnight..."

Ji Nanquan: …

Obviously, even if Lin Huai is a tin can, it is a tin can that is confident that the pork that he contains will be a full 60 yuan per pound due to the increase in price, which is different from the pork contained in other cans...

"But, why do you all say that the ghost is Ren Chun?" Chu Tianshu straightened up.

Several people looked at each other in dismay at his sudden question. Cheng Xin asked, "otherwise?"

"Has anyone seen her kill someone? Why must that specter be Ren Chun?" Chu Tianshu asked, "There is still a presumption of guilt when convicting someone in court, here you..."

"Chen Du has seen that Specter." The village chief said oldly, "Although basically, everyone who saw her died, but he was the only one who survived temporarily. Although he was far away, he could still see it. , Li Gui is a young woman... but the joints of the whole body are twisted and broken."

The crowd fell silent, and for a long time, Chu Tianshu asked again, "Then why is she digging her heart?"

"No... What have you been arguing about since just now?" Ji Nanquan complained, "The Specter is Ren Chun, isn't it obvious?"

"From the point of view of criminal psychology, I think a girl, a beautiful girl, even after she becomes a female ghost, it is difficult to choose the way of digging hearts... and the way of digging hearts will not easily dye the skirt red "Huh?" Chu Tianshu scratched his head, "Since she likes wearing white skirts so much, even after death, she wouldn't necessarily want the blood spurting out to dye her favorite clothes red, right?"

"...So why do you think from the point of view of Specter." Ji Nanquan patted the table, "And for Specter, wouldn't it be better to dye his clothes red!"

"I just think that being strong is one thing, aesthetics is another." Chu Tianshu emphasized, "Not everyone is willing to change from an English-American teenager to have no nose and no hair in order to be strong and will emit" Ehehehe' the big boss of laughter..."

"I always feel like you're insinuating someone who can't even say their name..."

"Actually speaking, I'm also curious about one thing." Liao Guan wondered, "Why did Ren Chun choose to dig his heart?"

Sensing that everyone's eyes were turning towards her, Liao Guan waved his hand quickly: "I'm not saying... anything terrifying, I just think that there are so many ways to kill people, why is it just digging hearts? Mingming There are still many things that can be dug, such as intestines, brains…”

Before he finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from Lin Huai's direction.

Liao looked in the direction of Lin Huai, and saw that he made a grabbing motion with his hand, blinking his beautiful black eyes and said, "Think about it from another position, to see the color of the heart."

"If I were her, I would also want to dig out the hearts of the people in the village to see what color it is." Lin Huai said easily, "The tomb is suppressed by the peach wood sign, and it can still be so powerful, or this Ren Chun is a A once-in-a-century hero, either—"

He looked at the village chief.

"You concealed the existence of her death." Lin Huai sneered, "What makes her have such strong resentment? Ordinary ghosts can't do such a thing..."

"This..." The village chief wiped the sweat from the top of his head, "She..."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this kind of thing." Lin Huai said with a lack of interest, "Go ahead and talk."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, but no matter how everyone looked at it, they all felt that he meant "please continue your performance" rather than "please continue the statement of the event".

"...Ren Chun hates the people in the village, she hates everyone. She hates those people for coercing their debts and putting their whole family on a dead end... She, she wants to take revenge on each of us..." The village chief's old voice was faintly in the air reverberates.

"...But, it's not the villagers' fault." Cheng Xin defended, "It's not that the villagers forced them to go to a dead end and the flour mill exploded, which is something no one wants to see. Besides, the villagers' annual harvest is 100%. If it's gone, it's bound to be angry."

"And as a college student, she should have more ways to make money." Ji Nanquan also said hotly, "Why does a sugar daddy have to sell her body? This kind of woman who doesn't love herself is dead. She deserves it, just pity her brother and stay to be discussed by the villagers."

Ruan Tian also nodded: "That's right... If it was me, I wouldn't betray my body even if I were..."

Yan Chuchu flattened her mouth: "What age is it that she still engages in discrimination? It is her ability to make money. Why is she talking about others behind her back? And who said she must have sold her body?"