Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

"The cycle of Sasui Festival..."

A throwing knife slipped from the palm of his hanging hand, Ah Sheng said indifferently:
"It's still the same sentence. Your imagination is not so rich. If you have nothing to do, don't bother me here. I think there is something wrong with your mind."

"I do have a mental illness, but the time here is distorted. I'm not stupid."

Yan Lan glanced across the opponent's palm, retracted it not too concerned, and said casually and quite funny:
"The calendar time of 1994, the date of teaching support in 1991, but the memories of the people here and even Bailin are confused, more than ten years, more than twenty years, and the most recent one is said to be five years ago."

"Just based on this? You're not asking about women who are old enough to be driven crazy by the village, or children who have not yet grown up. If you use them as a basis, you may be crazy."

A Sheng said coldly: "It is true that foreigners came here more than 20 years ago, or that foreigners have been brought into Donghua Village these years. I know what happened today, and I heard that you met that foreign girl, but she is not Teacher, she is just a foreigner who is eager to go back to school.

"She was already in this village when I was young, so Sister Yao was right when she said that she has been here for a long time. The time she said is the confusion. If your deduction is so weak, then I advise you to restrain yourself. "

"It's really rare to hear you say such a long speech."

Yan Lan sighed, "But I just need to confirm that the date of supporting teaching is 1991."

In the logical chain just now, Ah Sheng did acquiesce in this information.

Ah Sheng had an ominous feeling: "What?"

"The building rust of the foundation of the signal tower is at least ten years old. The cycle will affect the living things, but it will not affect the material, especially the molecular level."

After Yan Lan finished her routine, she asked frankly:
"Since the time of supporting education was in 1991, even if I came to Donghua Village in January 91, how did it reach the level of corruption of more than ten years in just three years?
"In addition to this, there are some hints, such as the circular circular earth building, and the little snake biting its head and tail."

There are also the bright hints from the Lord She, those rats that must be interrupted by external force, running in a loop.

"And your words, aren't you saying that the current situation of Donghua Village is a vicious circle?
"The crimes are constantly accumulating, the pain is constantly increasing, and even the arrival of us outsiders creates instability. We are one of the variables in this closed world.

"Because of us variables, the villagers caught in the loop started to have memory errors.

"You put so much emphasis on the Sa Sui Festival and let us leave before the Sa Sui Festival, because the cycle will restart after the Sa Sui Festival begins, and everyone who can't leave may become a member of the cycle."

Yan Lan raised her right hand, her four fingers and her thumb formed a circle, and concluded in one sentence:
"It's a circle."

Donghua Village is a circle caught in time.

A cycle with Sasui Festival as the restart node.

Ah Sheng took a deep breath, his expression stunned, "Are you telling me something?"

"Isn't it obvious? I've done it more than once."

Yan Lan bent her lips and said with a smile: "Didn't you also deny that Bai Lin is your sister?"

Ah Sheng suddenly changed color: "You—"

"Actually, I'm only half sure about this matter, it's just a suspicion."

After all, Ah Sheng released Bai Lin.

Yan Lan spread her hands: "But I haven't found the black snake after searching for so long, and finally I was told that the black snake was killed by you, and even the body was burned, which itself is suspicious.

"Don't talk about that, just talk about Bai Lin's performance, apart from being anxious at the beginning, she was basically relieved later, and she didn't even come out with me secretly today.

"You said that a younger sister who can give inner alchemy for her brother, besides knowing that her brother is safe, why can she be so heartless? But I guess she can't distinguish you from the black snake, so the nervousness at the beginning was sincere. Didn't show his feet."

"you--"

"Oh yes, there is."

Yan Lan interrupted leisurely, "You just said that I asked the underage child, but I only said that I asked Bai Lin, how did you match Bai Lin with the underage child?
"Evil is not stupid, the weak will not turn into a human form in front of people who don't trust them."

[Wait, wait, speak slowly!Speak slowly! ]
[Recently my head has been itching, maybe it’s about to grow my brain]
[Do you know how much damage a reasoning Versailles did to my young heart? ]
[Ha, I knew it in the audition, if I meet Yan Lan, I will be covered in any color of underwear! ]
"……younger sister?"

Ah Sheng suddenly sneered: "She's not my sister, after all, she's just an old Sa Sui who ate my sister's body and possessed her remnant soul.

"It's not wrong for you to say that I am a black snake, but I died in a certain cycle, and she gave me a chance to be reborn, and let me attach to that black snake."

"How many times did you cycle? How long was the cycle?"

"Cycle? The cycle is these three days."

Ah Sheng smiled, "How many times have I cycled? About 20 years, I can't remember how many times."

20...

Nearly 73000 days, more than 2400 times.

"So, you have all the memories of the cycle."

"Yes."

Ah Sheng reached out and took out a book from the bookshelf and threw it to Yanlan, "And it's only me, and those inhuman evil spirits, no one in the village remembers them."

Yan Lan opened the book in her hand.

It's a diary.

The leads for each cycle are recorded.

From following the loop at the beginning to finding something wrong.

From initial dazedness to awakening and salvation, to later exhaustion and numbness, and now desperate.

The last page is a family portrait.

The young Ah Sheng, the pregnant mother, the gentle father, and the majestic and kind grandfather.

"Sure enough," Yan Lan buttoned the diary, "You burned the body of the black snake to try for the last time."

"Yes."

A Sheng took the diary and stroked the cover:
"I know about the fact that you asked Bai Lin to give the inner alchemy, don't bully the child, I will refine my own flesh and blood into an elixir and give it to you."

"Flesh medicine?"

Yan Lan raised her eyebrows, and slightly spread her arms to signal herself, "Do you think I'm short of pills?"

If she wants a pill, she can directly refine it.

Ah Sheng looked her up and down for a few seconds, and said suspiciously: "You are so arrogant, are you really afraid of being left behind by those things to make human pills?"

"Afraid?" Yan Lan rubbed her chin with her index finger, smiling, "It's not me who should be afraid."

"Besides, I'm old and I'm already restrained."

In the early years, she was an excellent human pill material in the eyes of evil spirits, evil cultivators, and even some orthodox practitioners.

The degree of significance is no different from that of a 1000W big light bulb in the dark, blinding many 24K titanium alloy eyes, but unfortunately no one dared to attack her blatantly.

Now that the dharma veins are abolished, it is not so provocative.

"So what exactly do you want?" Ah Sheng was wary.

If this outsider insists on taking action against Bai Lin, he doesn't mind using the home court advantage to drive him out, or just kill...

Yan Lan smacked her lips: "I want to do good things."

ha?
Ah Sheng was taken aback, almost thinking he had heard it wrong: "What? What do you want?"

"I'm serious."

Yan Lan's face was full of seriousness, as if she had never lied to anyone:
"I am a person who has to be fair, and I am full of love for people and things, and even if it is evil, I will draw my sword to help when I see injustice.

"Don't tell me you're an idiot. When I was eight years old, the dung beetle on the roadside had no dung balls and I would send it to the latrine. When I was nine years old, I would see the mosquitoes starving to death in late autumn..."

Yan Lan paused.

Ah Sheng subconsciously asked: "What will happen?"

"I will send it into my master's mosquito net to revive it."

Ah Sheng: "..."

[Too filial piety, a good apprentice who really touches the world]