The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 302 Who am I?
Village Chief Bai suddenly looked up, incredulous: "I actually spied on you more than once? I...I..."

At the end he really didn't know how to evaluate himself, so he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

At his age, he still does such despicable things!
Damn it!
Yang Rongrong didn't think that he was peeping at her out of lust.

She asked calmly, "Village Chief, have you ever heard of the Unlucky One?"

Village Chief Bai was confused at first, then gradually became dazed, and finally his face showed a look of pain and struggle.

He hugged his head tightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

"No, I don't know anything! Don't ask me anymore, I don't know, I don't know..."

In the end, he kept repeating the four words "I don't know".

Yang Rongrong guessed that he must have remembered something, but he was resisting that memory. He didn't want to think about it and didn't want to face reality.

Logically speaking, she should have said goodbye and left at this time.

But she didn't move.

Seeing that the other party was about to remember and was just one step away from exposing his identity, she was unwilling to give up.

So she continued, "Actually, Shuying and I didn't sleep tonight. We went to the small river at the east end of the village. We dived to the bottom of the river to find out the truth about the haunted village. Guess what we saw at the bottom of the river?"

Village Chief Bai hugged his head tighter. There was no color on his round, fat face and his plump body was trembling slightly.

He covered his ears and closed his eyes, as if by doing so he could pretend that he heard nothing and saw nothing.

Seeing this, Yang Rongrong couldn't help but feel that she was a bit cruel.

Village Chief Bai was trying hard to forget what he had done, but she insisted on awakening his memory.

But now that things have come to this, she can't back down anymore.

Since she has decided to be the bad guy, she will do it to the end.

"We saw a lot of corpses at the bottom of the river. Those corpses were all ghost cultivators when they were alive. I heard from Hongguo that some ghost cultivators came to the village some time ago. Because those ghost cultivators had bad intentions towards the villagers, you drove them all out, and they have never appeared since then. Village chief, it was actually you who killed those ghost cultivators and abandoned their bodies at the bottom of the river, right?"

Village Chief Bai couldn't hold it in any longer and growled, "Shut up! Stop talking!"

The noise was so loud that it immediately woke up Ah Dai who was sleeping in the inner room.

A-Dai's voice came from the inner room: "Grandpa, Grandpa!"

The grandson's voice immediately brought Village Chief Bai back to his senses.

Village Chief Bai put down his hand, raised his head, and saw Ah Dai hurriedly running out from Lijian.

He threw himself into his grandfather's arms and asked nervously, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Village Chief Bai leaned over and hugged his grandson tightly, trying to calm down.

At this time, Yang Rongrong didn't say anything, just stood quietly by and watched.

After a long time, Village Chief Bai finally stood up.

His eyes were still a little wet at this time, but his emotions had stabilized.

He gently touched Ah Dai's head and comforted him, "It's okay, Grandpa just had a nightmare. I didn't expect to scare you. I'm sorry."

Ah Dai helped him wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then clumsily patted the back of his hand and said seriously: "Dreams are all fake, Grandpa is not afraid."

Village Chief Bai wanted to cry again. He took a deep breath and suppressed the tears that were about to well up: "Go to bed quickly. I will make you your favorite big meat buns tomorrow morning."

Ah Dai was still a little worried: "Grandpa, are you really okay?"

"It's really alright, go to sleep."

Village Chief Bai said this while gently pushing Ah Dai.

Ah Dai took two steps forward and looked back at his grandfather.

Village Chief Bai waved at him, signaling him to go to sleep peacefully.

Ah Dai followed closely and returned to Li Jian.

After the door was closed, Village Chief Bai looked at Yang Rongrong, his voice hoarse and difficult.

"In fact, I have long noticed that something is wrong with me. Sometimes I have clearly gone to bed and fallen asleep, but when I wake up the next day, I find fresh mud on the soles of my shoes, but I remember that I did not go out at night. Sometimes white animal hair appears on my clothes. I don’t know what animal it is, and I dare not think too much about it. I once had a dream. In the dream, many people wanted to kill me. In order to protect myself, I killed those people. I always thought that it was really just a dream!"

At this point he bent down again, covered his face with his hands, and whimpered in pain.

There were obviously many irrational things that reminded him that something was fishy, ​​but there was always a voice in his heart telling him not to think too much and not to delve into it further.

He somehow followed the voice's advice and continued to live his life in self-deception.

Whether in front of others or behind others, he believed that he was just an ordinary village chief, nothing more.

But now, Yang Rongrong has peeled off the layer of skin covering him, forcing him to face the truth.

He collapsed, covering his face, and choked up, "Did I really kill someone? Did I really do so many bad things?"

Yang Rongrong said slowly: "From my point of view, everything you do is to protect Taoyuan Village. You may not be a good person, but you are indeed a very competent village chief."

Her words calmed Village Chief Bai down a little.

His tears gradually stopped, he raised his head, looked at her and asked.

"Who am I?"

Yang Rongrong stared into his red eyes and asked word by word, "Do you really not remember anything?"

Village Chief Bai shook his head, looking helpless.

"I only remember that my name is Bai Ze, and I am the village chief of Taoyuan Village. My mission is to protect the village. Other than that, I really don't remember anything."

"What about the Doomsayer? Don't you have any impression of him either?"

The three words "unlucky person" seemed to have a very special meaning to Village Chief Bai. When he heard these three words, his face changed, his lips trembled slightly, and he spoke haltingly.

"I seem to have heard of the term 'misfortune-teller' somewhere before, but I don't remember. I really can't remember it. I, I don't like this name. Every time I hear you mention these three words, I get nervous. I'm scared, I feel guilty, and I regret it..."

As he spoke, he bent down again and held his head with both hands, as if doing so could help him get rid of those uncomfortable emotions.

However, Yang Rongrong could tell from his reaction that he must know a lot of inside information.

She squatted down, pulled away Village Chief Bai's hand, looked straight into his eyes, and asked seriously.

“Why are there people with bad luck?”

Village Chief Bai muttered absentmindedly, "I don't know."

Yang Rongrong emphasized: "You know, you know everything! Because you are the ancient auspicious beast Bai Ze, you understand the feelings of all things, you can know the past and the future, there is nothing in this world that you don't know!"