The ghost knocked on the door, luckily I was able to read the save file!

In this strange situation, there is no way to stay in the small courtyard any longer.

Zhang Yuan should have been killed by a ghost. How could someone like him who had experienced the world of rules relax and take off his clothes to sleep? Obviously, something was wrong. The other party should have been killed instantly.

After all, the time between Lin Luo and the others' separation and knocking on Zhang Yuan's room again was only about five minutes.

As for the yellow-haired man in the second room, he was directly labeled as a ghost.

In the end, only the third room and his side room were left.

But someone had obviously entered his side room.

Regardless of whether there was anyone in his side room, it was impossible for him to go back and live there.

In the end, only the third room was temporarily safe.

However, the words of the fair-skinned young man left them no choice.

The two quickly rushed to the square.

At this moment, the square was still as lively as usual.

Before they got close, they heard the sound of gongs and drums.

Looking at the brightly lit square, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The two returned to the previous table and just sat down, Wu Shan asked in a gloomy voice: "What should we do now?"

Lin Luo's brain was spinning rapidly. After looking around, he lowered his voice and said: "I now know the secret of this village. First of all, every ten years, the village will hold a sacrificial ceremony, which is actually to sacrifice one of the twins in the village to the so-called mountain god."

Wu Shan did not say anything, but his face became more and more ugly.

Lin Luo continued, "However, the one being sacrificed this time should not be the so-called eldest sister of the Li family, but one of the twins whose sacrifice failed last time."

Wu Shan frowned, "Could it be the family of the fair-skinned young man's aunt?"

Lin Luo nodded and said, "In these four stories, the twin sisters in their family are better than their younger sisters in both study and physical fitness." He paused and continued, "Therefore, naturally, the one chosen as the object of sacrifice is this excellent sister."

Wu Shan frowned, trying to recall what happened in the past few days, and then asked tentatively, "So, did the sacrifice end in failure?"

Lin Luo nodded again and answered firmly, "Yes, due to some special circumstances, the target of the sacrifice became the younger sister."

Hearing this, Wu Shan couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so sure that the younger sister, not the older sister, was sacrificed?"

Lin Luo frowned and explained: "First of all, I became suspicious when she needed to add sugar to her medicine even though she had been taking medicine since she was a child. Secondly, the handwriting found on the stone bed in the cave in the back mountain also caught my attention. How can a person who has never received education and can't read a single word write such words? Moreover, how can a person who has been relying on drugs to maintain life for a long time have the physical strength and energy to support her to carve those words on the hard stone bed with a knife? Not to mention carving, it's hard to go out."

After saying this, Lin Luo took a deep look at Wu Shan, and then continued to add: "Combining all the above clues, I have enough reason to believe that the person who was really sacrificed was not the twin sister, but the younger sister, or the younger sister replaced the older sister."

Lin Luo listed his speculations one by one in a clear and orderly manner, so that the truth of the whole incident gradually surfaced, but there was still a hint of fog.

Wu Shan couldn't help but admire Lin Luo's keen insight.

But Wu Shan was still a little confused: "What do you mean by the last word 'replacement'?"

Lin Luo sneered and explained: "Have you forgotten the role of the father in the story? He really hates his youngest daughter, so I guess it is very likely that he switched his eldest daughter with his youngest daughter, which eventually led to the failure of worshiping the mountain god."

"Then how did he die? Wasn't he accidentally beaten to death by the villagers?" Wu Shan frowned and asked puzzledly.

Lin Luo took a deep breath, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "First of all, let's make sure that the four stories have one thing in common, that is, a twin died, but only in the story told by the old man, the father was accidentally beaten to death by the villagers."

Wu Shan's face sank, realizing the seriousness of the matter, and muttered to himself: "You mean, the old man might be lying?"

Lin Luo frowned slightly, and said in a serious tone: "This incident may have really happened, but it may also be made up by the old man, so we need to confirm it!"

Hearing this, Wu Shan's face became very ugly, and he couldn't help asking: "This... How can this be confirmed?"

Lin Luo's eyes flickered, looking atWu Shan said, "I think we need to go to that old man again to ask about the situation."

Wu Shan hesitated for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Are you talking about the one from the village chief's house?"

Although he was confused, Wu Shan knew it clearly in his heart.

Lin Luo nodded vigorously and answered affirmatively, "Yes."

"Go now?!" Wu Shan looked around with some concern, and suddenly an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

Lin Luo said in a very solemn tone, "Time is very urgent, we must go immediately. Since Zhang Yuan is dead, then according to common sense, Gui should not immediately attack other people!"

Wu Shan looked at Lin Luo and asked doubtfully, "Why do you think so?"

Lin Luo pondered for a moment and slowly replied, "This is just my speculation, but at present, we don't have any better choice."

Wu Shan's face kept changing, and finally he gritted his teeth, revealing bloodshot and a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Fuck, let's fight."

The two slowly stood up and then quietly groped towards the other side, where the village chief's house was.

At the same time, the villagers who were watching the opera in the square seemed to be completely unaware of Lin Luo and his presence, and were still concentrating on the opera performance.

When the two arrived at the village chief's house again, everything seemed so familiar.

They easily climbed over the wall and entered the yard. A bright light bulb hung in the middle of the yard, illuminating most of the yard.

Fortunately, the stairs to the upper floor were on one side, and although some lights shone over, they were only sparse spots of light.

The two climbed up the stairs on tiptoe, trying not to make any noise.

Soon, they returned to the door of the old man's room again. What surprised and confused them was that the door was half-closed this time.

Facing the half-open door, Wu Shan and Lin Luo looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy.

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their breathing seemed a little hurried and nervous.

Compared with the daytime, this room at night seemed even darker.

After entering the room, after a while, Lin Luo finally got used to the darkness.

Before the two of them entered, they saw a red light swaying in the inner room, giving people a mysterious and weird feeling.

Is it a candle, or something else?

Did the old man light it? Isn't he pretending to be blind? Why did he light a candle?

The two of them almost held their breath, and fear kept invading them like a tide, and they walked slowly towards the inner room nervously.