There's definitely something wrong with this script.

A night of dark tides.

Small white flowers are flying in the air.

The two walked towards the foot of the south mountain in a walking posture.

When they passed those houses, the bride would occasionally look sideways at the houses, as if she was looking at the people hiding in the house, or she was observing the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard.

However, none of these things affected their leisure time. The two chatted casually about things in Osmanthus Village as they walked, looking quite comfortable.

What the bride thinks is that you die and I die and everyone dies together.

What Xu Shuo thought was that he had to find a chance to cremate the bride before the abyss eroded the coffin.

……

The situation here is calm.

by comparison.

The other side is like an enemy.

The village chief's crutches were gone, so he could only stand in the yard with his hands behind his back, sighing.

"Looking at the situation, Old Wang should be gone. Alas, why didn't he give me the compass before leaving." The village chief sighed.

The crisis-ridden metamorphosis is so unpredictable. Sometimes, the person who was intriguing with you the night before will wait to eat after the table is set up the next day.

at this time.

The female Wenqing who was lying on the stone table writing and drawing suddenly had her eyes lit up, and she jumped up excitedly, feeling relieved.

Seeing her like this, the village chief should have completed the mission.

He paced over and said, "Give me Kangkang?"

The courtyard is full of materials found from the ancestral hall, scattered randomly on the ground at the moment, with the genealogy of the Wang family on it, and some papers recording all kinds of grievances and grievances in Osmanthus Flower Village over the past few decades.

Nv Wenqing handed him the messy pile of letters directly, and the lady next to him saw this and came over to watch it curiously.

Nv Wenqing smiled and said, "I would also like to thank the old village chief for your willingness to tell me those things, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sort them out."

The village chief snorted out of old-fashioned style.

Of course, there is a price for telling her the information, after all, this is the deal!

Among all the players, the village chief who has lived the longest knows more things even though his legs and feet are bad and his body is inconvenient.

The script missions are all fair. Players want to get clues and complete their main missions quickly, so they basically cannot get around the point of cooperating with the village chief.

And this is also a medium for the village head to complete his main task by getting help from other players.

Some scripts require players to compete with each other, but some scripts require players to support each other.

Miss Biao finished reading the miscellaneous, and nodded suddenly: "I see! Zhu Chunxiao didn't have any big resentment. After all, in that era, no matter how knowledgeable she was, she was just a weak and ordinary girl."

But the villagers of Osmanthus Village were really too desperate. Under the impact of three strong emotions of great joy and great sorrow, no one could stand it!
Zhu Chunxiao graduated from high school, and was dispatched here with a few classmates from the same school after the tide of going to the countryside began.

On the way, a group of people lost their way in the mountains. They finally came across a village. They thought they were saved, but it turned out to be everyone's nightmare.

The sick child of the Wang family fell in love with Zhu Chunxiao before he died, and the villagers said that they would not show them the way to Xiaogang Village unless the girl was kept.

We are all poor people who have left their hometowns and are classmates from the same school. It is inevitable that we can't bear it.

The students thought about going out to find the way by themselves, or going back along the original road at worst.

As a result, just a few steps away from the village, the few scholars were caught by the villagers who had already thought about ambushing by the roadside.

Zhu Chunxiao was directly stunned by this battle. The scene was so chaotic that she escaped the capture of the villagers, but she ran back into Osmanthus Village in a panic.

This is the first accident.

Later, Tie Zhu, an orphan in the village, was the first to discover Zhu Chunxiao hiding in a corner, and after learning what had happened to the girl, he was able to hide her in the ancestral hall boldly.

Zhu Chunxiao hid in the ancestral hall for several days.

After she couldn't find anyone, everyone in Osmanthus Village thought she had gone to the mountains to seek death.

The result is at this time.

The diary written by a child in the Zhang family was accidentally seen by his parents.

Therefore, Zhu Chunxiao, who had been hiding in the ancestral hall for a long time, was arrested again on the night she was about to escape from the village.

At this time, her classmates were gone.

The only person in the village who was willing to help her was an eight or nine-year-old child, and now she was really in a state of doom.

This is the second accident.

The third escape was also that night.

But seeing the bride's current state, one knows what the result will be.

After reading the letter, Miss Biao looked at the village head with disgust: "Who is a serious person to write a diary? You are so full and have nothing to do. You dare to write such things in your diary! Teammate Pig!"

The village chief had twitching veins on his forehead, and argued, "I was just a child at the time, what do I know!"

"I learned."

Miss Biao continued to taunt him: "You don't have to say what you promised in the future, but you can write it down in your notebook."

Village head: "I told you that I was just a kid who loved to write a diary!"

Miss Biao: "Yeah, I wrote a diary and wrote down my friend to death. Why didn't the bride go and kill you first?"

Village Chief: "I was just a child!!"

Miss Biao: "Yes, the brat who caused the bloody storm in Osmanthus Flower Village on his own."

Village Chief: "You...you..."

The village chief seemed to be about to suffer from a heart attack. This old body really couldn't bear it, so the female Wenqing hurried over to pat his chest to calm him down.

The script is not over yet, they probably will have to deal with a big boss together later.

At this time, one less person means less effort!
suddenly!

Nv Wenqing seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned her head to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard, and then looked in the direction of Beishan.

She said quickly: "Let's leave this place quickly and go to the ancestral hall of Osmanthus Flower Village!"

Things that others can discover.

Naturally, female Wenqing can also find out.

She detected the osmanthus village with a small tool, and found the whole village, except that there was no osmanthus tree in the courtyard of the ancestral hall!
This is a not so unusual situation, but it will feel a bit strange when you think about it.

And after discovering that there is an abyss under every sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Nv Wenqing paid more attention to this situation.

Perhaps, the ancestral hall has some role here.

The village chief had just passed his breath, but at this moment, another stalk suddenly appeared in his heart!
He said aggrievedly, "The ancestral hall was set on fire by Wang Tiezhu in the afternoon. If we pass by now, we should still see a pile of ruins."

Female Wenqing: "..."

Miss Biao: "..."

I remembered.

The two servants of the Wang family who were guarding the door before seemed to have said this.

But at that time, they were busy going to the Wang Family Ancestral Hall to do tasks, and they hadn't thought of this for the time being.

Nv Wenqing gritted her teeth and said, "We'll go there even if it's a ruin. Although it doesn't matter where we stay now, at least the location of the ancestral hall is a little bit safer."

At least.

It is safer to stay in an ancestral hall without osmanthus trees than in a yard with osmanthus trees.

The three set off immediately.

And just as they left the yard.

A trace of darkness broke through the ground, like vines climbing up around the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, dyeing the branches and leaves black, and dripping black sticky substances.

This phenomenon started to spread from the village houses in Beishan.

The black lines meandered and moved, gradually polluting all the sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the village, and a rancid smell began to emanate, diluting the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air.

……

The entrance of Osmanthus Village.

There is a big mountain ahead, and after passing the low hillside at the intersection, there is a quiet river ditch in front of it, and a single-plank bridge is built on the river.

Although Guihua Village is surrounded by mountains, the southern mountains are low, making it convenient for villagers to come and go for work, and the fields are gathered around the river.

When the bride came here, her movements suddenly stopped.

Then, she turned her head and looked towards the village.

Xu Shuo also looked back along the way.

His excellent eyesight is not limited even at night, and he saw that the osmanthus trees in the village were withering one by one, gradually turning into dark, sticky dead wood with gnawing teeth and claws.

In Osmanthus fragrans Village at this time, the atmosphere of ghost land is getting stronger and stronger.

The bride's mood fluctuated slightly, maybe she was trying to grab her territory in the abyss of anger, but the resentment quickly calmed down again.

"Come on, it's right there."

The bride withdrew her gaze lightly, and raised her hand to point in the direction of the river.

Standing by the side of the road, Xu Shuo scanned the long river in front of him, and then his eyes lit up.

The bride didn't lie to him, there is really something in the river!

That thing is not on the side of the single-plank bridge, but in the river channel below a certain hillside. It is immersed in the center, submerged by the river water, and swaying in the drifting mud and sand.

But even so.

Nor can it bury its light.

Xu Shuo crossed the single-plank bridge and walked to the other side of the river.

But the bride stood on the other side of the bridge and did not follow.

Looking at the figure walking slowly along the river bank, the bride said, "That thing is very nice, and I feel very comfortable when I stay next to it. I usually stay here when I don't go into the village."

Her voice is not loud, but conveys the past.

Xu Shuo glanced at her, then looked down at the river, then looked up at the bride, and then looked at the river again.

Maybe it's because he repeats this action a little too often.

Seeing this, the bride said hesitantly: "I can't reach that thing, so I can't go down to the river to help you take it out. If you can't swim, I can find something to help you fish it out."

Even if that thing is good for her, just like Yu Ruyi cannot be touched, neither can the bride.

Xu Shuo shook his head: "That's not the reason."

Of course he can swim.

I just don't want to get into the water and get my clothes wet.

After thinking about it, Xu Shuo waved directly at the thing at the bottom of the river, and his telekinetic power controlled it to fly tremblingly out of the river and landed in his hands.

Because of Alpha, Xu Shuo has already begun to consciously practice mental power, but it is still a bit unhandy to use the power of telekinetics that is not very proficient.

Although it is as light as paper, it is a prop, and its weight is definitely not comparable to that of letter paper.

This is a small white flower.

Four petals, still glowing.

Xu Shuo didn't know what the function of this thing was, but when holding it, he really felt very comfortable.

This should be a prop related to spiritual power.

Its performance is that when he holds this thing, he feels that his mental power is particularly abundant!

Now if he is asked to use telekinesis to hold up the flower, he will definitely not be as weak as before!
Moreover, the violin in his spiritual sea also became active, and Xu Shuo seemed to feel that something was being absorbed by it from the small white flower.

This violin.

Really eat anything.

Put Xu Shuo's small white flowers in his pocket, turned around and walked back to the entrance of the village from the single-plank bridge.

The bride looked at him silently.

After a while, the bride said in a complicated tone: "You seem to be a little different from what I think."

Xu Shuo was also silent for a while.

Hey, if you don't want to get your clothes wet, you can only show your hands in front of the bride. This is why Xu Shuo thought about it just now.

Although it can be shirked to Yu Ruyi.

But Xu Shuo had other ideas now, so he didn't use this excuse.

He said cautiously: "There are some things that I can't say, but I am indeed different from the original Wang Tiezhu. Besides, I would like to try to ask you, if there is a chance, would you like to leave this place with me?"

After speaking, Xu Shuo waited for a while.

Fortunately, no deduction value deducted.

But for some reason, Xu Shuo always felt that what he said just now had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Had he heard that phrase somewhere before?
Hearing this, the bride suddenly raised her head to look at him, and her emotions fluctuated again, which did not subside for a long time.

"I can't leave Osmanthus Village."

"Nothing is impossible."

"You do not understand."

The bride shook her head: "Not only is my body buried here, more importantly, my obsession is also here, so my leaving Osmanthus Village means dying."

Xu Shuo looked at her sincerely: "If you are willing to believe me, why don't you let me have a try? It won't do anything."

After finishing speaking, Xu Shuo thought about it again.

These words really have a strong sense of sight...

The red breath lingered on the bride again, which was a manifestation of her overly emotional emotions, even though her appearance was still dignified and dignified.

leave……

Leave this place of resentment and obsession?
She really wanted to free herself if she could.

It was her enemies that kept her resentment going until now, but now those enemies are almost dead.

She has nothing left to hold on to.

After all, she will stay in this dirty and despicable village forever. From her body, including her soul, she will be nailed to death in this village forever like those mahogany nails nailed into her body one by one!

but……

How could Zhu Chunxiao be willing to stay here?
She is not afraid of being scattered, but she would rather die in the mountains and rivers outside than to be dirty in this place where she once despaired, hated, and feared!

If there is a chance to leave...

I don't know how long has passed.

The bride's boiling emotions were quiet again.

She lowered her head slightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Then you can try."

A satisfied smile appeared on Xu Shuo's face: "Then I will try."

After speaking.

Xu Shuo suddenly remembered something.

Boil!
Isn't this the same as in the script of "The Beautiful Legend of Prague", when Qi Lisi fooled the traveling poet, what the fooled traveling poet said to him? !
Now Xu Shuo plans to use the contract again.

But this time, it was him who spoke.

This is really...

How is life different?

……