Quick Transmmigration: The Diseased Male Protagonist is Turning Black

"Crack—"

"Crack—"

Dust fell rustlingly, and the crumbling wooden stairs made an infinitely elongated sound in the darkness.

Pulling and cutting everyone's tight nerves like sawtooths.

The faint candlelight swayed, like a jumping ghost fire, as if it was going to be extinguished in the next moment.

Holding the candle tightly, everyone walked down the stairs cautiously and silently.

The rusty iron ring was wrapped around the dry wrist, the other end of the chain was nailed into the wall, and the air-dried corpse showed a fuzzy outline under the light of candlelight.

The tattered clothes had faded due to the passage of time, and even the blood stains on them had been blurred, and I didn't know how much dust and dirt had been deposited.

At first sight of this skeleton-like corpse, everyone was shocked.

"This is the ghost's corpse, the person locked in the basement." Qin Manwen's voice echoed in the cold basement.

No one answered, but the dignified and wary expressions on everyone's faces explained it all.

With twelve points of energy, ready to take out high heels at any time, Xia Linyin and Qin Manwen walked slowly towards the corpse together.

I took the candle close to the corpse and took a photo. Although the corpse's head was almost dried into a skinny skull, the two crossed wounds on the corpse's face could still be seen, which was obviously disfigured and cut a cross on the face.

There was a deep bone wound on the neck, and the throat was severed.

Qin Manwen reached out and touched the mummy's chest, "It's a man--"

Her voice stopped abruptly, Qin Manwen's face changed slightly, and he reached out and took out a note from the chest pocket of the corpse.

Everyone's eyes focused on the note in Qin Manwen's hand.

"What killed me?"

"Find it, kill me again, and I will disappear."

"There is only one chance, are you sure?"

After Qin Manwen read the words on the note, he began to examine the corpse. He lifted off the corpse's jacket and saw that the corpse was covered with scars, and there was a red-black cut in the abdomen with a hard blood scab.

"There are weal marks and brand marks. The ghost was tortured before his death and stabbed in the abdomen, but these are not fatal wounds. The cut on the neck that cuts the carotid artery is the fatal wound."

Qin Manwen pointed to the wound on the corpse and said: "What we are looking for is a sharp weapon to cut the ghost's throat."

After speaking, Qin Manwen looked at everyone, "Everyone has no objections, right?"

Xia Linyin shook her head. She agreed with Qin Manwen's opinion. All they need to do now is to find the weapon that cuts the ghost's neck, and then use this weapon to kill the ghost again.

Yang Shuming also shook his head. He looked at the table full of torture instruments. On the table were barbed whips, black soldering irons, daggers inlaid with precious stones...

Looking across it, Yang Shuming asked: "Will the murder weapon be in it?"

He picked up the gem-encrusted dagger and gestured twice.

"Probably not." Qin Manwen shook his head. These notes are game settings. If the murder weapon is in such an obvious place, the word "find" would not be used on the notes.

"The murder weapon should be in the lady's room."

Qin Manwen analyzed that the lady killed the ghost. There is no doubt about this. Then the real weapon to kill the ghost must be hidden in the lady's room!

No longer wasting time, everyone rushed out of the basement, ran to the lady's room and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for the weapon.

Seeing everyone searching the room, Xia Linyin hesitated. Is the man who killed the ghost really the wife?

After reading the words in the diary before, their first reaction was that the person brought back by the father was a woman, and the person in the basement Zhongguan was a man.

Mom's killing of the person brought back by Dad was also their first reaction after reading this passage.

But from the beginning to the end of the passage in the diary, it was not clearly stated that his mother had killed the man.

It's as if "she" and "he" are not used.

It just wrote that my mother locked people in the basement, and screams came from the basement every night.

So the welt marks on the corpse are indeed mother's handwriting, but the fatal wound on the neck is not necessarily the mother's left.

"Mom always hugs me and cry, I don't understand what she is crying."

"The cry from the basement every night makes me very scared. I can't sleep at all, but no one sits on the bedside to tell me stories and coax me to sleep."

The two sentences in the diary flashed in Xia Linyin's mind, as well as the box hidden under the bed, full of damaged rabbit toys.

Suddenly, she rushed towards the children's room as if thinking of something, "Liluo! I'll get something!"

Quickly rushing into the children's room, Xia Linyin grabbed the storybook by the pillow, shook the storybook and flipped through it. She didn't find a note and turned over nothing.

After Xia Linyin opened the page and glanced at the table of contents, she turned directly to the page of "The Tortoise and the Hare".

The storybook is full of pictures and texts, and below the text are vivid pictures of rabbits and tortoises.

When she saw the neat handwriting next to the rabbit, Xia Linyin's pupils tightened, and she grabbed the storybook in her hand.

Closing the story book with a "pop", Xia Linyin rushed out with the book, but was blocked by Wei Xiaohua at the door of the room.

"Xia Linyin, why do you always walk with Liluo?"

Wei Xiaohua asked with his head down, his voice sounded like a lifeless pond, "You are the same as those girls, aren't you? Both like good-looking men."

Xia Linyin couldn't figure out what Wei Xiaohua was going crazy now, and she hid the storybook behind her back.

Wei Xiaohua raised his head, and he asked angrily: "Do you think I am ugly, just like those girls, you will feel sick when you look at me more!"

Xia Linyin frowned, "Wei Xiaohua, why do you always aim at me?"

When playing Werewolf Killing, I targeted her, insisting that she was a werewolf for no reason, and when I suspected who was a ghost, I also targeted her, madly saying that she and Qin Manwen are ghosts.

Now it is even more inexplicable to say something unreasonable.

Wei Xiaohua, who was still very angry just now, suddenly squeezed. He whispered: "I think you are a literary fan. You are a type I like. I deliberately targeted you, but also to attract your attention. I want you to look at me more. Two eyes."

"puff--"

Xia Linyin almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

She couldn't understand Wei Xiaohua's brain circuit. Xia Linyin's eyes became cold. She asked, "Are you a ghost?"

As if frightened by such Xia Linyin, Wei Xiaohua stammered: "No...no."

"Since it's not, then you quickly get out. I have something very important to tell you now."

Xia Linyin ran out from Wei Xiaohua's side. Just a few steps away, there was dull pain in her neck, her eyes went dark, and Xia Linyin fell to the ground without consciousness.