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Chapter 125 Eliminate Your Sins
In the early morning, another scream broke the silence.

With serious dark circles under her eyes, the girl ignored the noise in the village and painted on the white wall very seriously.

She painted from night to sunrise, her hands did not shake at all, and she was not sleepy at all, and because the painting was about to be completed, she became quite excited and clear-headed.

She splashed the dark paint on the wall, gradually blurring the white wall into an abyss, and then, brilliant and brilliant colors outlined lines in the darkness, gradually forming a painting.

It was a well-behaved child with messy buns and a tattered little jacket, only a pair of clear and bright eyes.

And behind the little girl, in the dark abyss is a monster with teeth and claws. The black and red intertwined and distorted picture is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which is extremely terrifying!
The painter feels that her thoughts are out of control, she is like a fanatical artist, using the brush in her hand as a weapon, and using the white wall in front of her as a battlefield!
The brain that was running at high speed all night was still extremely clear, and the girl excitedly embellished the color, finishing this painting with a beautiful ink flick!

[Congratulations on completing the task: draw a real blue-faced fang. 】

it is as expected!
The village chief took out the butterfly net last night and covered it over the twisted black monster, and tonight, he did the same thing over the little girl!
Reminiscent of the daytime, the village chief asked her to draw that little girl...

At that moment, the girl who saw that scene at the entrance of the ancestral hall was as if enlightened, she was so shocked and excited that she almost lost her mind!
She rushed back to the village chief's house and took out all her paints. She was not very good at painting, but this time she felt that her inspiration was endless, her hands were out of control, and her brain was even more out of control. Finish this twisted painting!
This is the true face of "green-faced fangs"!
How absurd, starting from the paintings at the entrance of the village, the monsters born in people's prayers are depicted bit by bit. A naive and innocent child.

The girl looked at the last painting out of breath, blinked slightly, and suddenly realized that it was already dawn, and it was already the next day.

Immediately afterwards, another voice sounded in her mind:
[Congratulations to the players who have completed more than 50% of the main task. This theater will end in one hour. Please prepare yourself. 】

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Xu Shuo was sitting in the ancestral hall teasing the little girl. When he heard the system prompt, he just glanced sideways, and then looked at the policemen in front of him.

"I don't care if I do this, but..." Xu Shuo pondered and said, "You don't want to catch everyone in the village, do you?"

"What...?" The police officer choked when he heard this, and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Could it be that everyone in your village is really guilty?!" Another person said in amazement.

Last night, the police had already found out the whole story from Lao Li and the female reporter. If the monster appeared because of the villagers, then they should hold a mobilization meeting and tell the truth about the incident. understand!
However, even if the truth was told, the monster would still eat the villagers quietly at night without anyone noticing.

The reason why Lao Li woke up last night was simply that when Lao Zhang sneaked up on him, the sense of crisis brought to him made his subconscious awakened.

As a result, when he woke up, he saw the monster tearing people alive, and he was so frightened that he was still out of his wits.

Therefore, another idea of ​​the police officers is to arrest those villagers who spread rumors and commit crimes, so that at least the village can be purified.

As a result, what the village head said at this time was true and they were speechless.

Xu Shuo counted with his fingers: "Actually, I guess the reason why Lao Zhang wanted to kill Lao Li last night was that besides stealing his family's heirloom, he might have slept with his wife... But in fact, Lao Zhang killed Lao Li last night. Zhang's wife is still having an affair with Lao Wang next door. Lao Wang next door was a bum when he was young, and he often lords over the village. I guess there are many people who miss him now. In addition, Cuihua at the entrance of the village has sex with the neighbor next door. That……"

"Stop, stop!" The police officer interrupted him with a dark face, sighed tiredly, and said, "Why don't you just confess that 'blue-faced fang' as a god again."

"Worship the mountain, build temples, inherit incense, and erase the sins of your village."

Xu Shuo smiled: "Actually, I think so too."

After all, the officials and family do not agree with these behaviors of praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, but they really have no solution to this matter. The monster last night killed a companion in a strange way in front of them.

No one would believe this kind of thing.

Xu Shuo continued, "So this matter..."

The police officer waved his hand helplessly: "I know, it was all an accident, and so was the detective."

Hearing this, Xu Shuo laughed again.

……

The entrance of Lao Li's house was in a mess, and the door was smashed. Someone went in to find out, but found that the situation was similar to that of Old Man Huang's house last night.

People died in the village for two consecutive days, and there were no bones left. This was enough to cause panic.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't Lao Li who died this time. Lao Zhang's wife had been yelling that her man had disappeared early in the morning. It wasn't until Lao Li came back from the village chief's house that the truth came to light.

So here comes a new question, why did Lao Zhang go to Lao Li's house in the middle of the night?
This is a good break up.

Everyone sweeps the snow before their own doors, and if things don't happen to themselves, they won't really care. The villagers watch the play secretly while being afraid and gloating.

The three policemen who had just finished talking with Xu Shuo saw this, all of them had dark faces, and suddenly realized in their hearts that if they could raise twisted monsters like "green-faced fangs", could this village really be saved?
Although the appearance is harmonious and friendly, it may have already been rotten from the inside out.

Even, they superficially respected the acting village head and listened to his words, but it was only because they gained benefits from it.

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what happened?

Game over in an hour?
After being dazed for a moment, the female reporter suddenly realized that she hadn't seen the painter come back last night, so she packed up her things and quickly went to the wall painting at the entrance of the village.

The girl leaned against the wall, retching with a distressed look.

"What's the matter with you?" The female reporter who rushed over was taken aback, a little afraid to go forward, but it was related to her mission, so she had to ask clearly.

"I feel like something is forcibly occupying my mind." The girl squatted on the ground, covering her mouth in discomfort, and spoke in a dull voice.

After she finished painting, she felt that something was wrong with her. The nausea in her mind became extremely serious, and she felt depressed and suffocated like a person who was about to drown, and her whole body felt extremely uncomfortable!

I'm afraid she has drawn something extraordinary!
The girl trembled in fear, but found that she didn't spit out anything, she just retched sour water, and planned to grit her teeth for an hour.

But when she saw the female reporter who came over, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"I've finished painting 'Blue Face and Fangs'." The girl stretched out her hand tremblingly, pointed to the painting above, and looked at her expectantly.

"Blue face and fangs?" The female reporter looked up, then was stunned: "It's her?!"

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(End of this chapter)