What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

The old man and Grandma Li were very satisfied.

The little dog Egg and Little Twist were so surprised that they clapped.

It's amazing how they can make eating local vegetables feel like a grand feast.

At this time, Zhenren Jiuge and An Chen were in a place far away from the Zhang family.

"Illusions are so convenient." While patrolling Gouzi Bay, Jiuge would occasionally observe and control the situation at the illusion with An Chen.

She was in an excessively cheerful mood as soon as she woke up this morning.

Although sleeping in the same bed yesterday was not what she had imagined, it was enough to make Jiuge happy for many days.

Sleeping with my arm around An Chen's arm makes me feel really safe.

Its effect and the sense of security it brings are comparable to hugging a pillow when you have insomnia.

"Shall we visit another household today, or go exchange information with your colleagues?"

An Chen looked up at the sky.

Blue sky and white clouds, clear skies for miles.

There was not a single sign of anything unusual.

Who could have imagined that such a tragedy would soon occur in Gouzi Bay?

Jiuge shook her head and took An Chen's hand. "If they have any important information, they will contact me on their own."

An Chen smiled and did not struggle.

Completely baffled by what the other person was thinking, this young girl was becoming increasingly proactive.

Jiuge opened her mouth, then turned her head away.

After hesitating for a moment, she added, "We are husband and wife now."

"Yes, they are husband and wife." An Chen nodded.

Taking a step forward, Jiuge led Anchen in the opposite direction of the path.

Since none of the people they had seen yesterday were in this area, Jiuge used illusion magic to disguise herself and An Chen, and also "changed" into a set of tattered winter clothes.

After setting up the illusion, An Chen sighed inwardly.

Even if Jiu Ge makes himself look disheveled, he is still the most handsome guy in the bay.

"It looks good," he complimented.

"Definitely." Jiuge's voice was soft, her ears slightly red...

As we passed by several houses, the busy men, women, and children barely looked up.

It seems the disguise is very well done; it has now become a function that blends into the background.

The young man carrying a hoe by the roadside had black smoke rising from his head, but his face was kind.

Having learned from their previous experience, Jiu Ge and An Chen didn't react at all and simply walked straight past.

There was a well in the open space nearby, and several middle-aged women with wildly growing hair were lining up to jump into it with eager expressions.

A short while after jumping in, a woman, soaking wet, climbed out of the well.

Then the others continued jumping.

It was as orderly as queuing for food.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Jiu Ge's hand, which was gripping An Chen's, became slightly sweaty.

An Chen squeezed Jiu Ge's hand to comfort her.

As they passed by, they heard one of the women muttering to herself.

"Jump! Jump! Otherwise you'll get pierced by the bayonet!"

Her face was filled with terror, yet she looked at the well opening with longing.

Upon hearing the woman's voice, the plump woman next to her also burst into tears.

"If we don't jump in now, we'll be blown up, blown to bits."

The woman who was pulled out of the water had a look of satisfaction on her face. "I'm saved! I'm saved! I was drowning, but I wasn't tortured to death by them..."

Jiuge was terrified, and An Chen's expression grew increasingly grim.

The two stopped in their tracks.

The sight was even more chilling when combined with the women's ever-growing black hair.

Horrifying descriptions and images from history books and movies flashed through Jiuge's mind.

Half a day later, the women still hadn't recovered.

As they continued jumping down, their hair grew longer and longer until the entire area around the well was covered in black strands.

Finally, Jiuge couldn't hold back any longer.

Holding An Chen's hand, she walked tremblingly to the middle-aged women.

The women were still dripping wet, their hair was messy and disheveled, and their eyes were unfocused.

Jiuge swallowed hard and asked, "How many days until the event? What is the reason you exist in the illusion? And how was the illusion created?"

After asking her a long question all at once, she calmed down a bit.

An Chen stood to the side, expressionless and silent.

The middle-aged women stopped what they were doing.

Those who were supposed to rescue people have stopped.

The woman who recently climbed out of the well was halfway up, supporting herself with her arms, with only half her head showing, and she remained motionless.

He looks incredibly strong.

The women who were speaking looked at Jiu Ge with puzzled expressions.

“You have to wait in line,” one of the people said, pointing to the well.

"No cutting in line." Another woman's eyes flashed red.

"..."

Jiuge took a step back.

An Chen let go and gently put his arm around Jiu Ge's waist.

"Alas..." Jiuge didn't react in time and let out a terrified sound.

An Chen poked Jiu Ge's cheek with his other hand, led her forward a step, and then smiled, "My wife is asking you, when were you murdered?"

It's strange, really.

As soon as An Chen spoke, the women in front of him trembled as if they had seen some kind of monster.

Jiuge opened her mouth slightly.

So much time had passed and it had become so obvious that she had almost forgotten that An Chen had this kind of use.

"When?" An Chen's smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.

The obese woman spoke in a trembling voice, "I'll be there in three days..."

The first woman to speak to herself said, "I am four days from now..."

The third woman: "I am on the fifth day..."

The more An Chen listened, the more his brows furrowed.

The same applies to Nine Songs.

Things were more serious than they had imagined.

This is a continuous massacre.

In that era, rural areas were backward and information was scarce, so it took a long time for a lot of information to get out.

"When did it end?" An Chen continued.

But by then, the women had returned to normal, and their hair had shrunk back.

"Oh, why is your hair so dirty?"

"Your hair is wet!"

My nail is cracked.

"Your hair looks like it's been mopped."

"My clothes are wet too, did it rain?"

"Aaaaaaah! Help! I'm going to fall!"

"Xiao Hong, why did you jump into the well?"

"Help! Someone come quick!"

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

An Chen glanced at the woman at the wellhead who was about to give up, and was about to walk forward when the man with the sickle on the road rushed up to her.

Chapter 89 Bloody Hole

The eerie scene lasted for some time before it ended.

It was only morning, but everyone's faces were etched with exhaustion.

Watching the women by the well leave in twos and threes, An Chen also led Jiu Ge away.

The women, including the young men wielding sickles, showed no tendency to become evil spirits again. Continuing to guard them and question them would not yield any results, and in times of war, they might even be mistaken for "traitors."

"Does your association prioritize ability when assigning positions, while performance is secondary?"

Looking at Gong Jun, who was happily working in the fields in the distance, An Chen suddenly felt a little sleepy.

After more than a day, he and Jiuge had become accustomed to all sorts of strange phenomena.