I'm selling bento in escape game

Chapter 347

"go to hell!"

The entire square in the village was on fire. Wang Wenfei and Merita suppressed the "Wang Lao San" and "Cuihua" who wanted to plot against them on the ground, and lit the altar with torches. Dry firewood, throwing the two of them into the flames.

Immediately there were screams and curses, and Wang Wenfei's face turned pale for a moment when he saw the two people transforming into enlarged weasel's plush faces.

Even Merita recognized one of those faces as the monster that had frightened them that night on the balcony.

"This, this is a weasel?" Merita said with some uncertainty.

"It seems... yes." Wang Wenfei nodded slowly, and she also stared at the hideously transformed prototype of the other party who was burned alive for a long time before confirming it.

And the surrounding villagers stood there stupidly after Merita and the others made their movements, motionless, like dolls, clay sculptures, lifeless and frightened.

In the end, when the shrill scream in the flames broke through the sky again, everyone left the square as quickly as if they were resurrected again.

"Wait a minute...you..."

Noticing the reactions of the surrounding villagers, Merita subconsciously thought it was time to fight, but unexpectedly, those people retreated one after another and were about to return home, with no intention of confronting them at all.

"Oh, you guys are..."

Merita stretched out her hand to stop the leaving villagers, but still no one wanted to talk to them, and the warm and familiar appearance of everyone during the day had completely disappeared at this moment.

"Let's go."

Erbao's parents appeared in front of them again holding Erbao. Wang Wenfei was so frightened that she pulled Merita back a few steps.

She had seen the most real scene through the torch in her hand before.

Two corpses without human skin stood in front of them holding a child covered in blood with half of his head missing.

Moreover, when Merita blocked people just now, she didn't make a sound or move because she saw all the people present dangling without human skin.

"You don't belong here."

Erbao's mother didn't seem to see Wang Wenfei's expression, she pointed to the big mountain outside the village and said, "When you go up the mountain, you can go out wherever you come in."

"Here... what exactly is it?"

Wang Wenfei remembered that she and Merita were attacked in front of the mural. At that time, they were still marveling at how lifelike the village under the mountain was drawn in the mural. Could it be that they fell into the painting?
"This is the mountain god who set up a paradise for us."

Er Bao's mother smiled at Wang Wenfei and the others, at least that's how it was for the couple.

"If the mountain god is really kind, how could the temple around her be a weasel?"

Now that Merritta thought of being plotted against by those two weasels, she felt that the mountain god was not a good thing.

"The mountain god is only a mountain god after all. It is the best to keep the weather and the crops plentiful for our generations, but the hearts of the people are not enough..."

Erbao's father smiled wryly: "There are always people who are greedy and ask for a lot, and even the mountain god can't agree to it, so they are tempted by the evil god."

Speaking of this, Erbao's father sighed: "Many of the villagers here once made a wish like an evil god and lost their lives. It was the mountain god who took us in."

"Is that so?"

……

"Wow, that's really nice of me, I'm touched when I hear it."

Listening to the description of Erbao's family, Mingmei sighed with emotion, raised her eyes and looked at the cracks on the body of the golden idol, revealing a face that was neither human nor beast, and said in disgust, "Hey, After Huang Er's death, he still keeps this diaphragm to respond to me."

……

Wang Wenfei's side is almost over, but Lu Xiaoyao's side is still progressing a bit slowly. Through Lu Xiaoyao's live broadcast room, Mingmei saw that the three of them are still in the funeral home.

"Ah? Are you saying that there are unclean things in the village?"

When Mingmei was distracted to care about Wang Wenfei's progress, Lu Xiaoyao actually told the aunt who thought she was meeting for the first time and her son had just died that there were dirty things in the village.

Seeing Mingmei, she felt that this wave of operations was weird.

She watched Lu Xiaoyao and Julian Mu Chen who had been silent for a while, and saw that the corners of the other party's mouth twitched when they heard these words, and then Mu Chen pursed his lips slightly, as if he was speechless.

But he didn't stop them from playing, everything, as if he could cover the bottom line.

"Yeah, we met your child yesterday when we were shopping for vegetables in the village. At that time, we didn't see that he was as afraid of people as you said. On the contrary, he told us a lot of things. He also said that there are fewer children in the village. so many people."

Obviously Lu Xiaoyao didn't see that person yesterday, but at this time, with her rich expression and changeable tone, she talked to the other party as if she had experienced it personally, "Auntie, you never thought about your child Is it actually okay? It’s someone else who has the problem.”

"Is it someone else?"

The husband and wife were stunned for a moment, and Lu Xiaoyao looked at each other.

"Yes." Lu Xiaoyao nodded again and again, "As you said, auntie, if you go to the mountain god for anything, how can the mountain god be busy? And can the wishes of many people be called wishes? But increasingly The deepening desire is causing trouble, can the Lord Mountain God agree to this kind of desire?"

When Lu Xiaoyao asked this, the couple on the opposite side shook their heads subconsciously, and then Lu Xiaoyao said again: "That's right, so those people still say that their wishes have come true, what is that for?" Did they get their wishes?"

When Lu Xiaoyao asked in such a gloomy tone, accompanied by the cool night wind, it really felt a bit creepy.

"The mountain gods you said bless you without asking for anything in return, so other things will help them realize their wishes without seeking anything, right?"

Once in Lu Xiaoyao's mind, she remembered the scene where she fought with those corpses without human skin, and she seemed to have heard a few words that occasionally popped out from those corpses——

"go home."

"I was wrong."

Just like what Mu Chen and Julian speculated, maybe there are many people in this village who are evil spirits with human skins on their faces.

Muchen once said something to them when he was going down the mountain:

"Remember the couplets outside the mountain temple?"

"The entire wording of the couplet should be 'Supernatural and haunted to ward off disasters, call wind and rain to ensure good harvest' horizontally read 'Benefit Qianqiu' but what we saw was missing a few key words.

There is no "God", nor the word "Baofeng Harvest", let alone "Qianqiu". "

"That is to say, there is no god to eliminate disasters, and evil spirits and ghosts call for wind and rain, and there is no profit."

"Tell me, is it true or false that those people in the village said that their wishes came true? If true, who made their wishes come true? If false, why did they spread the word that the mountain gods will grant their wishes?"

Lu Xiaoyao's mind was full of what Mu Chen said earlier, and when she asked the aunt, she couldn't help herself: "Isn't the picture a human?"

　While typing, there was thunder and rain outside the window, hey, I was afraid_(:3」∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)