Survival game: my plug-ins can stack up

Since it is a hidden mission divided into two halves, the characters who triggered the hidden mission should be related to each other.

Either it's someone with the same identity as Zhang Qin, or someone Zhang Qin knows, or someone who is somehow related to Zhang Qin.

There are no more abducted women in Zhoujiacun who have the same thoughts of escape as Zhang Qin.

The people in Zhoujiacun that Zhang Qin knew were unlikely to be of the same mind as Zhang Qin, so they should not be able to trigger the hidden mission.

It is impossible for the same hidden task to have completely opposite content requirements for the first half and the second half.

Therefore, people related to Zhang Qin are most likely.

However, Zhao Xun has not yet thought of the specific connection.

I can only put this matter aside for the time being and see if there are any new gains in subsequent explorations.

This is why he told Zhang Qin that he would help her escape the day after tomorrow at the latest.

He didn't know whether he could get half the reward by completing only half of the hidden tasks. It would definitely be better if he could complete the complete tasks.

Zhao Xun stood up and walked towards the depths of the village.

In this case, it's better to go and meet that madman first.

It is true that no one has lived in the depths of the village for many years. Most of the houses have obvious signs of being eroded by wind and rain, and are dilapidated and decadent.

The road is also covered with weeds that are half as tall as a person. Without the breath of human beings, these are the easiest to grow wildly.

Even though it is winter now, many weeds have withered and the grass blades have drooped.

But there are still a few withered grasses that are still standing upright and will not fall down even if they are swayed by the wind. They prick the back of people's hands, making them itchy and uncomfortable.

It's very quiet here, even quieter than near the entrance of the village where Zhao Xun was staying before.

There was no sound of insects, only the occasional slight rustling of grass blades when the wind blew by, and the squeaking of shoes on the grass blades.

It was lifeless and made people feel chilly uncontrollably.

It's no wonder that after the remaining villagers moved to live near the village entrance, they never entered the depths of the village again.

Zhao Xun was not afraid. He walked deeper while watching the road carefully.

Judging from the condition of the ground, it is overgrown with weeds. Even the original road in the village many years ago has been completely covered, and there are no traces left after a long period of walking.

There really aren't many people living here anymore.

Probably just crazy people roaming around here.

And crazy people either don’t go out often, or they don’t follow the same path step by step.

So there is absolutely no trace of the road here.

The trouble is that the exact location of the madman cannot be found through his walking tracks.

However, even if a madman is really crazy, he should have a habitual place to stay. If you pay more attention, you might be able to find some traces.

Zhao Xun just slowly walked deeper, carefully checking the grass blades and soil on the ground along the way.

After walking for about half an hour, he finally saw a series of footprints.

This is obviously the mark left by stepping on the soft soil when it rained. After the weather cleared up, it hardened and took shape. If you don't think that it will be destroyed, it will not disappear easily.

Zhao Xun raised his head and looked around.

There are several dilapidated old houses here, and the weeds in front of two of them have obvious signs of being stepped on repeatedly.

Zhao Xun was about to choose one of the rooms and go in to take a look when he suddenly saw a dirty man coming out of the room on the left.

The man's hair was very long and in clumps, as if it hadn't been trimmed or washed for many years.

He was very thin, wearing a thick, black cotton jacket and cotton trousers, but it was obvious that his trousers and cufflinks were loose, and his wrists and ankles were exposed with sharp bones.

Because his hair was too disheveled, it covered most of his face, making his appearance and expression invisible.

But when he rushed out, he was still babbling and waving his hands randomly. It seemed that he didn't welcome the appearance of Zhao Xun, a stranger.

Zhao Xun directly used hypnosis on the man.

Unexpectedly, the effect of hypnosis was somewhat compromised.

Although the man no longer had the intention of attacking Zhao Xun and could stand quietly and listen to Zhao Xun speak, he often answered Zhao Xun's questions incoherently.

It seems that the madman's own chaotic thinking cannot be corrected even by hypnosis.

A madman can only answer every question with a madman's thinking, which does not sound like normal logic to ordinary people.

However, Zhao Xun still gained something.

The madman did kill his father with his own hands, but it was not because of the madness as the villagers thought, but because the madman had hatred for his father.

But what kind of hatred it is, the madman can't tell clearly.

Zhao Xun asked in several ways, but in the end he never got an answer that was valuable for reference.

He simply gave up on this question for the time being and asked another one: "Has anyone given you food in the past few years?"

The madman looked up at Zhao Xun, finally revealing a pair of eyes covered by messy hair.

His eyes were actually clear.

There is no calculation or turbidity, just like a child who has never experienced the world, with a bit of ignorance and confusion.

"Food." He murmured these two words.

"Yes, food." Zhao Xun patiently induced, "You are hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"Catch fish!" the madman laughed, "Bird eggs! Delicious!"

Then he showed an unhappy expression: "Grass, it tastes bad."

"Is there anything else?" Zhao Xun followed the madman's words and asked, "Have you eaten anything else?"

"Fruit." The madman laughed again, "Sweet!"

"Bugs, they taste bad!"

"Tree, hard!"

"Leaves, bitter!"

He talked a lot like this, and it all sounded like the food given by nature that he had been looking for all over the village.

It doesn't look like someone is feeding it.

"Has no one given you anything to eat?" Zhao Xun asked this question again.

The madman shook his head: "No one... no one."

Zhao Xun tried to ask some other questions, but did not get any more results.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he temporarily let go of the madman and walked toward the entrance of the village alone.

By the time he returned to the door of his house, it was completely dark. Zhou Dafu's house next door was dimly lit, probably because there were oil lamps or candles.

Zhao Xun only found two candles and a box of matches in the house, but no other lighting objects.

He didn't have anything to look at at the moment, so he simply closed the door and went to bed in the dark without lighting a candle.

The quilt on the bed was very thin and had little warmth-keeping effect. Zhao Xun simply took out his sleeping bag and finally felt less cold.

He summoned the mandrill again and had it guarding him, and then quickly fell asleep.

Although it's still very early, only about six o'clock.

But he knew that it was unlikely that he would get a good night's sleep tonight, so he would sleep for a while while there was still some time.

He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but Zhao Xun vaguely heard a sound in his sleep.

He immediately opened his eyes alertly, and his brain quickly returned to its waking state.

After listening carefully for a few seconds, he was sure that he heard correctly.

"Tick-tock——"

"Tick-tock——"

It sounded like water droplets falling into a puddle.

The speed is very slow, and there is about five seconds between each drop.

But the location is very close, probably right at the door outside the house.

Zhao Xun immediately thought of the water tank he smashed.

He has broken three rules so far.

[Second, every day at noon, I have to go to the well at the head of the village to fetch three buckets of water and fill the water tank at the door of the house. 】

[Ninth, don’t talk to any woman in Murakami alone. 】

[Tenth, if a child behaves impolitely towards you, please ignore it with a smile. Treat children with the tolerance of an adult. 】

Articles 9 and 10 have nothing to do with water, only the water tank is related to water.

Plus, the sound of dripping water was right outside the door, almost where the water tank was.

It is easy to think of the consequences of violating the second rule.

At present, it is just the sound of dripping water. It has no hypnotic effect and will not cause confusion or hallucinations.

Of course, it may also be because he has mental powers, and ordinary mental attacks can no longer have an effect on him.

In short, he feels good now, and the sound of dripping water outside... is just the sound of dripping water.

Just as he was thinking of this, Zhao Xun suddenly noticed that the dripping speed had accelerated. From the initial interval of five seconds, it quickly became an interval of two seconds.

After a while, it became one second apart again.

As the speed increased, the sound also became louder.

There is even a tendency to get closer.

Zhao Xun lay quietly, not moving for the time being.

Now, he should have violated rule number six.

[Sixth, no matter what sound you hear at night, treat it as if you didn’t hear it, let alone try to listen carefully. 】

He carefully distinguished the speed of the dripping sound.

However, the current consequences seem to be only related to the second rule.

Isn’t it time to show other consequences?

"Tick-tock——"

"Tick-tock——"

The water droplets seemed to hit the wooden door, and the sound became a little dull.

"Tick-tock——"

"Tick-tock——"

The sound of dripping water penetrated the door and rang inside the door, making the sound especially crisp and clear.

With the "tick" sound getting closer and closer, the humidity in the house seemed to be increasing.

The mandrill let out a low warning sound.

Zhao Xun knew that he could no longer lie down. He quickly got out of his sleeping bag and took out a strong flashlight and shined it at the source of the sound.

The sound of dripping water suddenly stopped, but the humidity in the room continued to increase.

It's almost to the point where it's about to condense into water droplets on its own.

In the light of the strong flashlight, I saw a young girl wearing a snow-white dress.

She wore her wet hair loose, and a pale face showed a strange smile. She was not afraid of being illuminated by the light, but swayed her dangling feet, trying to let the other person see her appearance clearly.

She stared at Zhao Xun closely, but she saw that Zhao Xun always looked normal and was not frightened.

Her smile suddenly froze.

Then, she swayed her legs even more, and the water droplets on her legs were sprinkled everywhere.

"I know you are a ghost, so stop wandering." Zhao Xun said calmly and yawned, "What do you want from me? Just don't perform here if you have nothing to do. It's late at night and will disturb people's dreams."

Young female ghost: "..."

She glanced at herself somewhat blankly.

Isn't she scary like this?

How could the other party not be afraid at all?

After the confusion, there was anger.

How could he not be afraid of himself? !

The next second, her body suddenly swelled, her hair was flying randomly, and the sound of water dripping all over her body became more and more rapid.

There were some water drops on Zhao Xun's strong flashlight.

The young female ghost ran towards Zhao Xun quickly, with sharp nails growing out of her hands, pointing straight at Zhao Xun's heart.

Zhao Xun calmly raised his right hand, and a ball of flame the size of a football rose up, instantly evaporating all the water vapor around him.

The young female ghost was keenly aware of the unusualness of the flame. She quickly stopped her hand and quickly took a few steps back.

In her sight, the water droplets on the bright flashlight were slowly shrinking until they disappeared.

Even though she was far away, the young female ghost could still feel the heat of the flame.

The heat frightened her.

"The most I can tolerate is that you speak clearly before leaving," Zhao Xun still looked calm, "or you can choose to disappear immediately."

The perception of danger made the young female ghost choose to be aware of current affairs.

She returned to her original appearance. Her hair was wet and spread down, and the swelling on her face disappeared.

"I was killed by them!" She almost immediately explained her situation clearly, "I died in this house, tortured to death by many men! My soul cannot The best way to escape from this room is to get into that water tank."

Her expression was ferocious for a moment, and then returned to normal: "You broke the water tank, which seems to have released my restraints. I can leave this room."

"In that case, you should thank me," Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do you want to kill me instead?"

The female ghost didn't know whether she felt embarrassed or guilty, so she stammered: "You...you are from the village, and you are in the same group as those men! You are all bad people."

Zhao Xun showed sympathetic eyes: "You will be trafficked, there must be some reason why you are stupid, right?"

Female ghost: "..."

"Even if you don't know what I am like as a person, the first thing you should think about when you regain your freedom is revenge and deal with the murderers who are still alive in the village who killed you." Zhao Xun said while throwing the fireball. Throw it away and evaporate most of the water vapor in the room. "You don't cause trouble for those people, but you come to me first for your unhappiness. Isn't it a bad idea?"

Female ghost: "..."

"I...I was too resentful and lost my mind." She explained without confidence, lowered her head and said, "Yes...I'm sorry."

Zhao Xun glanced at the female ghost and said nothing.

It is indeed a common phenomenon for resentful ghosts to lose their minds and attack living people indiscriminately.

It was probably the fear of the Samadhi True Fire that brought the female ghost's sanity back, not that the Samadhi True Fire had the ability to restore the resentful ghost's sanity.

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