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Chapter 50 Ichidamura (3)

Huo Ran took two quick steps and saw what happened on the first floor.

Xiong Kui sat on the Grand Master's chair, his head hanging down, blood dripping from his fingertips.

Huo Ran did not move rashly and walked along the stairs to a position slightly away from the Taishi's chair.

This little blood wasn't enough for her to smell even from the second floor.

Huo Ran looked around.

Where did Teacher Zhang go?

There was a creak outside the door, and suddenly someone pushed the door open.

"……Teacher Zhang?"

Teacher Zhang came in carrying a chicken that was dripping and bleeding.

Seeing someone standing at the door, he was stunned for a moment: "Hey, what are you doing standing here?"

Huo Ran's eyes flickered back and forth between him and Xiong Kui.

Xiong Kui stood up suddenly and raised both hands straight up.

He slowly raised his head and grinned happily.

"Did it scare you?"

Huo Ran: "..."

Teacher Zhang glared at him angrily and apologized to Huo Ran: "I'm sorry, photographer, he is joking with you, don't act like a child."

Huo Ran pointed to Xiong Kui's hand: "What's wrong with the hand?"

Xiong Kui scratched his head: "I was pricked by a piece of wood just now... It's not a problem. I'm sorry, did it scare you? I don't know why I went crazy, so I just wanted to tease you... I didn't mean any harm!"

Huo Ran nodded: "Oh. This chicken is..."

Teacher Zhang was carrying the chicken, and the blood of the chicken was dripping on the ground: "The village party secretary came just now and said that he killed the chicken specially for us and let us stew it. He is quite good."

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After the students rested for a while, they all went out for a walk together.

Teacher Zhang found usable pots and pans in the kitchen on the first floor, then went outside to find some things to make a fire, and stewed the chicken.

Huo Ran took a photo of the Taishi chair.

[Ding dong, 1/10 of the shooting mission has been completed]

Huo Ran wandered around the village with his camera.

Just when it was getting dark, smoke was rising from the chimneys of every house, and the villagers were busy preparing dinner.

Huo Ran saw Di Ying chatting with the aunt who was fetching water from the well: "Sister, are there any places worth taking pictures here?"

The aunt filled the water and looked at her: "Yes, it's at my house."

Diying was pleasantly surprised: "Really, can you let me take a look?"

The aunt raised her lips and agreed: "Of course, come with me."

Huo Ran also followed, and the aunt didn't say anything when she saw it.

When she arrived at the aunt's house, she put down the water, opened the door and turned sideways to let the two of them in: "Go and take pictures."

Di Ying stepped in the door excitedly and was immediately startled.

"This……"

Di Ying retreated.

"What's wrong?" Huo Ran supported Di Ying behind him and tilted his head to look.

There were no lights in the dark room, with only a red coffin placed in the center.

The aunt said quietly from behind: "Shoot, why not?"

Diying blurted out: "Who would put a coffin at home! Why should I take pictures of the coffin!"

The aunt stared at the two of them with her dark pupils without blinking, blocking the door with an expressionless face and saying nothing.

Huo Ran took out his camera and took a picture of the coffin with one click.

"I took the photo." Huo Ran said, "It's a really beautiful coffin."

The aunt showed a satisfied smile, turned sideways, and got out of the way.

Di Ying was so frightened that he followed Huo Ran's example and took a random photo before coming out. Diying held Huo Ran's arm tightly, and Huo Ran frowned: "Let go."

"I'm sorry, I..." Di Ying stroked his heart, "Her family is too strange... Why is the coffin lying there if not buried?"

Huo Ran stared at the ground and used his shoes to push away the soil, revealing a piece of paper money with a round square hole.

"Is there anything going on in the village today?"

Fu You saw them when they entered the aunt's house. When he saw them coming out, he went up to say hello.

"Hello everyone, I saw you guys went in to take photos just now. Did you take any photos?"

Huo Ran didn't say anything, and Di Ying pretended to be calm: "Ah, I didn't take any photos. I...I'm tired. I'll go back and rest first."

Diying put the camera away and walked quickly to where he lived as if running for his life.

Fu You looked at her back: "This is a player."

Huo Ran hummed: "She's not a novice player yet, but she seems to know more about this village than we do."

"Have you found any clues?" Fu You got straight to the point.

"A clue..." Huo Ran said in a long voice, tapping the paper money on the ground with the tip of his shoe, "Does this count?"

Fu You knelt down and picked up the paper money.

"I saw a lot of paper money buried in the soil along the way. It doesn't look like it was buried deliberately. That means..."

Huo Ran: "There has been more than one incident here recently."

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When we returned to our place of residence, Teacher Zhang had already stewed chicken soup.

The first floor was briefly cleaned, the table was set, and everyone gathered around the table to eat.

"Why are there no chairs? How can we eat here?" Su Qing picked up the bowl and became worried. "I thought it would be like a farmhouse. Why is it such a difficult environment?"

Teacher Zhang worked hard to stew the chicken soup. At this time, he couldn't hear anyone else complaining. He glanced at Su Qing sideways: "I'll settle down as soon as I come. You students, you just live a good and comfortable life at home. Some of you eat It’s not bad, you’re picky... Eat it quickly, this is the chicken given by the village party secretary, it’s freshly killed, it’s very fragrant!”

Su Qing curled her lips, but without retorting, she picked up a chopstick of chicken and stuffed it into her mouth.

Su Qing tasted something wrong. She frowned and tasted it: "...This is chicken? Why doesn't it taste like chicken?"

The chicken should be tender and loose, and the meat should be firm and slightly fishy.

Xiong Kui took a piece and felt that the taste was not right: "This chicken tastes really weird and not delicious."

Others also tasted it and couldn't even swallow it, so they spit it out and threw it on the table.

Xiong Kui: "I'd better just eat rice..."

Su Qing poked at her boyfriend: "Go and take out the pickled mustard you brought in your suitcase. Share it with everyone and eat it with rice."

"I also brought Lao Ganma, I'll get it too!"

Teacher Zhang carried the chicken to the kitchen with a blue face.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it!"

This is the chicken soup that he has worked hard to stew for several hours. These children are so picky!

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Everyone had a tasteless meal and had no intention of going out for a walk. They were all lying in bed playing with their mobile phones.

Diying also refused to go out at night because of the coffin, saying that he would go out to shoot during the day.

Huo Ran doesn't care about these things. She has a shooting task and must work diligently to complete the task.

In the silent night, Ichida Village seemed to be enveloped in an eerie and eerie atmosphere.

The wind was blowing loudly, and there were no lights in every house. Huo Ran could only use his mobile phone to identify the direction.

Fu You and Huo Ran walked out of the door and were about to say something.

A suona sound suddenly exploded in my ears.

Huo Ran's pupils shrank, he raised his phone and looked in the direction where the suona sound came from.

A group of pale people in the distance are walking towards here carrying a coffin and playing suona.

In the dark night, white paper money was flying all over the sky.

　What is the metaphor of the village name of Ichida Village~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)