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Xie Liu's expression was very gloomy, her tears seemed to have run away, and only her dry, red and swollen eyes were left, staring blankly ahead.

Wu Ling handed the DV to Liu Miao, then squatted down and took out a lighter from his pocket.

The lighter is made of metal and looks similar to those common lighters. It was held in Wu Ling's hand, and it was covered a lot. It was difficult to see whether there were any special patterns on the lighter.

But when Wu Ling started the fire, there was a crackling sound, and the flames that came out were strange dark green. The flames were very big, and they flickered, forming a vague pattern of a skull in the air.

Wu Ling used fire to light the clothes of a corpse in front of him.

I saw the flames roaring up and engulfing the entire corpse.

The dark green flames were divided into black and green, like flowing lake water, constantly churning.

There was another hula, and the flames shot up, and the two colors merged into one, forming an extremely clear ghost ghost of a skeleton, which jumped directly onto the roof, penetrated the roof, and flew out.

The camera drops from the ceiling back to the ground.

On the bare ground, there was only a charred human-shaped mark left, and that mark quickly disappeared with the wind.

Wu Ling was very calm.

When the flames changed, she was ready to light another body on fire.

The same scene reappeared.

After doing this three times, there was more noise outside the screen.

It seemed that someone had gathered outside the granary and a heated argument broke out.

The camera just panned and then went back to film Wu Ling burning another corpse.

This time, the noise outside was louder.

This time I could clearly hear the terrified cries and angry scoldings of people outside.

Those languages ​​have a bit of a dialect flavor, not standard Mandarin, but any familiar accent.

A few seconds later, someone outside shouted loudly.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

This man's voice was not young, but his accent was easy to identify. He was from Minqing speaking non-standard Mandarin.

Wu Ling made a move, but it was only a moment, then he moved his hand forward and burned another corpse.

There was another commotion outside, and the person who just spoke couldn't suppress the chaos.

It wasn't until there was a bang, as if something had been hit hard, that the quarrel subsided.

Another person spoke and said, "Open the door."

The sound is not loud, but it can be heard in a quiet environment, and this time it is standard Mandarin.

Wu Ling stood up and put away the lighter.

Liu Miao turned the camera to the door.

There was the sound of chains outside, and after a jingling bell, the door was opened.

The sunshine outside shone in, and it was already sunny after the rain.

But what is weird is that the rainbow in the sky is not red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, but black, white, and gray. The whole world is in color, only the sky is in black and white.

There were many people standing in the open space outside, most of them dressed as Xie Liu described, like people in a costume drama. They also have this double snake pattern logo on their clothes to prove their identity.

The person standing at the head was rather curious. Although he was wearing such clothes, he was holding a cigarette in his hand and puffing away smoke. He also had a pair of sneakers on his feet, which was also unusual.

The face of the person following him looked familiar. It was the missing Xie family members who were found by Qingye and others and confirmed by Xie Liu.

Scanning the camera, I found two or three people dressed in modern clothes.

"What do you call it?" the leader asked.

No one answered. The first person to speak was Xie Liu.

She let out a cry of terror and seemed to fall over the body. There was a popping sound outside the screen.

The man glanced briefly, then retracted his gaze and continued to look at the left side of the camera.

The people behind him kept their distance from him, not daring to get closer.

"Ye Qing." It was Ye Qing who answered.

Judging from the direction of the sound and the focus of the man's gaze, it was also Ye Qing that he was looking at before.

"Ning Che." The man raised his head, took another puff of cigarette, blew out smoke rings, and said, "Come with me. Let's find a place to sit down and talk."

"General!" Someone shouted from behind. It was in a standard dialect, but one could understand it after a little thought.

This title made the camera shake.

Ning Zhe ignored him and turned around to leave. The people behind him walked away automatically and fell silent.

Qingye's people followed Ning Zhe directly without any fear.

The camera didn't turn around, but the people captured had ferocious faces and greedy eyes, but they didn't take action after all.

The small footsteps gradually became louder.

Xie Liu shouted "Wait for me" without confidence and seemed to catch up.

They followed Ning Zhe to the cafeteria.

Ning Zhe casually greeted them and asked them to sit down.

Others also followed in, but still kept a distance and did not dare to get too close.

Ning Zhe sat alone on one side, and Qingye's people sat opposite him. There happened to be three people sitting on the long bench, and Xie Liu seemed to be standing behind them, not daring to go far away.

"Are you here to see this little girl?" Ning Zhe asked, his eyes slightly rising, probably looking at Xie Liu.

Xie Liu whimpered and was very afraid of Ning Zhe.

"To be precise, we are here to investigate the labor camp. We are looking for Miss Xie and Mr. Zhu, just by the way." Wu Ling answered.

Ning Zhe's eyes swept across, "Another child?"

"Yes."

"He ran away," Ning Zhe said.

He kept smoking, but the cigarette held between his fingers never became shorter, and no ash fell off. It looked like an electronic cigarette.

"Can he leave here?" Wu Ling asked.

"No. This is our territory. There is another territory in front of it, which belongs to the formal workers in the past. They said they are called formal workers, is that the name?" Ning Zhe didn't ask Qingye's people, but raised his chin. , ask others.

The man with a Minqing accent answered: "Yes, he is a regular worker."

Ning Zhe nodded.

"Divided by weeds?" Wu Ling asked.

"Yes. There were originally several farms. The one you have seen is probably only one. It wasn't back then." Ning Zhe shook his head, "This is all in the past, there is nothing to say."

"Then, let's talk about the reasons for the formation of this place. The Imperial Guards and Snake Lord of the Xu Dynasty." Wu Ling said.

There was a commotion all around.

Ning Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly, "You know quite a lot."

"You were the one who got killed back then?!" A person jumped up and shouted.

The camera turned to the man.

After probably understanding the man's words with a strong accent for a while, Wu Ling replied: "No. As far as I know, no one knew the identity of that man back then. No one in several sects or families acknowledged it. I know. , that is, the snake king was eliminated, or someone died together with the snake king, and the matter was resolved neatly."

In the footage, the faces of those people were full of anger and hatred.

Ning Zhe said: "Some of the Imperial Guards died at the hands of Lord Snake and were turned into ghosts by him, while others were sacrificed alive by a man who called himself Shi Tianming."

The camera shifted to Ning Zhe's face.

Ning Zhe's face was very calm, "In the end, we all reached the same destination by different routes. We are all trapped in this hellish place and cannot leave."