[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 190 - Let's die together.

Cen Yi's words initially made the NPC reporters confused: "Is it so serious?"

Cen Yi pointed to the row of dry food and water that looked like offerings: "Then you guys What do you think this means, are you really going to 'offer' us?"

"I mean, they wouldn't take us away in the middle of the night, right?" a male reporter said, "Their village is so mysterious that they took us away. After being kicked out, why are you taking us back?"

Cen Yi said: "Who said we are going to be taken back?"

"If you don't take us back, what else can you do..." The male reporter paused, and his face became more and more unhappy, "You You mean, they will kill us?!"

Fu Yan said, "That's not necessarily the case."

Everyone looked at him.

Fu Yan raised his chin in the direction of the girls: "Aren't these three young women of marriageable age?"

Cen Yi: "..."

This sounds cold-blooded and cruel, but it is indeed the truth. In this environment, it is possible for a girl to be kidnapped into the village and become the daughter-in-law of a villager, making it difficult to escape.

However, no matter what Xie Anna and the other female reporter thought, Cen Yi was not afraid. She had been through many swords and fires, and had been tortured by "real swords and guns" in Qi Yingfei's world. Now she really wouldn't stand there for the sake of her chastity. She thought for a moment, put her backpack on her back vigorously, and climbed out of the car: "In that case, let's go."

"What, do you really want to escape?" the female reporter said, "It's so late at night... and it sounds like They want to kill so many children, do we really not care?"

"How do we care about this?" The lead reporter listened to the girl's speech and finally couldn't help but said, "How many of them are there and how many of us are there? And let me tell you the truth, this Even if the matter is reported to the police in the city, the police will not necessarily take care of it."

"Why is this..." the female reporter murmured, "These are their flesh and blood. Did you hear what Zhao Jinhua said? The Sun family, Ma There are so many children in our family, even tigers will not eat their children...!"

How could other people not know the absurdity of this matter?

The leading reporter was right. Even if there was a chance to call the police, the police might not be able to handle the matter. They may not be able to take care of it in the city, so how come they come to take care of a remote country? Even if they come and the child's parents insist that nothing happened and they never gave birth to the child, what can the police say? How to check and where to check?

The imperial power does not extend to counties, but only to clans, and clans are autonomous. Shengxi Village has been controlled by the sectarian ideology of the Virgin Mother for a long time. This situation will only be more serious than clan autonomy.

These reporters are all progressive young people from the city. They are used to a relatively fair world governed by the rule of law. Naturally, they believe that this situation should be extended to every corner of the world. But now, they suddenly encounter something that is obviously illegal, immoral, and inhumane, but they are unable to do anything about it. It is difficult not to feel frustrated.

The weird and heavy truth weighed on everyone's minds, and everyone fell silent. During this period, Fu Yan packed up his things and got out of the car. As soon as he turned around and saw Xie Anna adjusting her backpack and getting ready to get down, Fu Yan gave her a hand.

"Thanks."

"It's okay."

"...Tsk." Seeing this, another male reporter standing under the car raked his hair and said, "Do you really have no choice but to run? Even if the police don't care, they kill their own children. , but they also care about our disappearance and death! There are still soldiers and military vehicles, so they are not afraid of the police and the army jointly attacking Shengxi Village?!"

Fu Yan didn't want to argue with him.

Poison people to death, or stun them, and then kill and take away the people while they are sleeping. Throwing the body into the mountains, finally setting fire to the car, and dismantling the wreckage, each step may not be a problem for the villagers.

They may not be able to do it perfectly, but police investigations in this era are full of errors and omissions, and getting away with it is not difficult.

So Fu Yan just stood on the muddy dirt road, letting the night wind ruffle his hair, and said calmly: "Then you can stay and try to see how they will treat you."

***

Two hours later.

The night sky was once again shrouded in dark clouds, thunder was rolling, and the rain was falling again. Although the rain is not as heavy as in the morning, standing in the rain for a long time can still get you soaked. And it seems that this rain will not end easily, and may even get worse.

On such a rainy night, two people wearing raincoats walked on the bumpy road. Each of them carried a kerosene lamp. Although the lamp was protected from rain to a certain extent, the flame was so weak that it was about to collapse. One of them was holding a child. The child was only wearing a big bamboo hat. The night walking, slippery road and not-so-gentle speed made the child stumble at night. He almost fell down several times, but with a strong lift from the adult holding him, he stood up again.

This kind of hardship makes the child extremely uncomfortable, and he is not old enough to tolerate it. He cried as he walked, too tired to collapse and too tired to cry loudly. He occasionally struggled to shake off the adults' hands, but of course he failed, so he cried: "Master, I won't leave! I can't walk! Grandpa!"

The voice was quite childish, sounding like he was only five or six years old. But the man he was pulling turned a deaf ear and only said in a rough voice: "Go!"

"I won't go, please let me go!" The child's temper also came to the fore, and his voice was particularly sharp in the rainy night, "Let me go!" Open! Ahhhh——!!!"

"Hiss...!"

The child actually bit the adult's hand hard, and the adult gasped and pulled his hand away suddenly. The child suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell backwards with a bang to the ground.

"Old Sun, just carry him back!" Seeing this, the other adult finally spoke and quickly went to pick up the child, "It's not far away."

"Hug him if you like!" Originally holding the hand The child's adult was so heartless that he didn't even move to help the child. "I won't hold him!"

the other party said, "This is your grandson after all."

"I would rather not have this grandson!

" "Wow——" The child cried loudly and squatted on the ground unwilling to move. The adult who pulled him was helpless: "Old Sun, why are you doing this..."

"You don't have children at home, of course you can stand and talk without pain!" Old Sun said with anger, "I want to see what your son is doing. When you get married, can the baby born in your family grow up?"

"Old Sun, what are you talking about!" The other party was also angered by him, "Who is not for the village, how big is your family's sacrifice? Then? Zhao Jinhua, the daughter-in-law of the village chief, was not arrested? Oh, your family just enjoys the benefits and never has to contribute? What a wonderful idea!"

After a pause, the man added a few words in a vicious voice: "Don't forget, This time, the Holy Mother showed up and called the roll in person! Do you think everything will be fine just by sending your baby out? The Holy Mother is watching, no one can break the agreement!"

After saying that, he didn't care that Old Sun was still breathing heavily. Qi was about to retort, so he picked up the child and walked forward. The child was still struggling with his temper, but the strength of the strong man made it difficult for him to break free, so he had to be gradually carried away. Lao Sun was stunned for a long time, then he stamped his feet suddenly and followed.

The cry gradually faded away in the rainy night.

It wasn't until the three figures and the crying completely disappeared into the night that a long gasp could be heard from the tall weeds on the roadside.

"What the hell, the old Sun family is actually the Sun family that was selected!" Even though a male reporter tried hard to suppress his voice, he still couldn't hide his shock, "There are actually children in his family? I didn't see them last night. ! Was that his grandson just now?"

"I'm afraid so." The lead reporter said, "It sounds like his family sent the child away in advance, but he was still selected on the Mother's Day, and now it is Lao Sun who personally picks him up. Already..."

"These people are really crazy! If Zhao Jinhua is a miscarriage, this old Sun family is a living person. What are they going to do?!" said the female reporter, "No, we must catch up and find out what they want to do." What are you doing with these children!"

"Let's try to find a way to get closer to the village first. We can't go in from the main road..."

As they spoke, everyone walked towards the direction of Shengxi Village. But unlike Lao Sun and others who were walking on the road, they had been walking among weeds, shrubs and woods. Although it was hard work, they were able to hide their figures and footprints.

Yes, just as Fu Yan expected, these reporters finally decided to commit suicide - to dig out the truth about the Virgin Mary Festival and the Virgin Mary in the Holy Breath Village.

Two hours ago, when everyone was helpless and silent because they saw the crime, a reporter put forward his opinion.

"Perhaps, besides escaping, we can do something else."

A male reporter suddenly spoke, and everyone looked at him: "What can we do?"

"We may not be able to prevent the evil in front of us, but we can prevent it in the future. Someone else has been victimized!" The male reporter said, "We can report this matter, let the ignorant folk customs of Shengxi Village be exposed to the world, and let girls like Zhao Jinhua no longer be deceived and persecuted!" His tone was

different from before. The dull atmosphere cheered up: "We can't make it in time for the ceremony anyway, so why not treat this Holy Breath Village as the content of this report. To put it mildly, at least it will make others believe in science and oppose superstition after seeing this report. , and be wary of the Holy Breath Village. If the impact is large enough, the city police may investigate and uncover the evil of the Holy Breath Village!" The

leading reporter said: "But have you ever thought about it, this is not possible The ceremony you are participating in is a very dangerous cult ceremony. If you are not careful, you will die!" "

I think we should report this!" The first one to respond was the weakest-looking female reporter. She said , "Anyway, if we leave now, if the villagers come, they will only think that we have escaped and will not think that we have returned to the village. The most dangerous place is the safest place, isn't it? We can go around the village to look for it first , maybe we can find traces of them celebrating the Feast of Mary. As soon as we find the place, we will find a way to take a few photos and leave immediately!"

Her statement sounded a bit too simple, but it got to the point - you don't have to go in village.

"Indeed, with so many children gathered together to deal with, and so many believers, they should have a special place to gather." The male reporter who made the suggestion said, "Let's go around the village first to see if there is anything For a particularly large building, consider how to approach it. In short, you won't be in danger of approaching it easily, how about that?"

The last sentence was asked by Fu Yan and others. From the perspective of the male reporter, the four of them were originally planning to leave together. If they were willing to join the investigation, then the number of people would be more than half successful.

Fu Yan did not answer directly, but said: "If it is a human sacrifice, the place where the body is disposed of will most likely be outside the village." "

...Huh?" The male reporter was a little confused as to why the topic had reached this point, but Fu Yan's topic was scary. With attraction again, he subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"If the tradition is human sacrifice, so many corpses would smell too much in the village. It will not only affect people's activities, but also spread diseases." Fu Yan said, "In If you search outside the village, you are likely to find a funeral pit or something like that. Are you sure you dare to face it?" "

...Wouldn't that be just right!" The male reporter actually became nervous just hearing the speculation, but he still held on and said, " If you can photograph the corpse, this is irrefutable proof!"

"Where are the others?" Fu Yan glanced at the crowd, "Do the others dare to face such a bloody scene?"

After a second of silence, the female reporter was the first to reply. : "I dare!"

Another male reporter also said: "I dare too! This feels a bit like a war reporter, exciting, do it!"

As for Cen Yi and other players, they naturally nodded and agreed.

Everyone wanted to go, so the leading reporter had no choice but to agree. Everyone got out of the car and asked the soldiers if they wanted to come with them. The soldier sneered: "If you are nosy, go ahead. I want to look after the car and I don't have time to play games with you."

The reporters had always been at odds with him, but now he described the interview as "playing games." The reporters I don't bother to persuade anymore. Everyone only warned him not to eat the food given by the villagers, lock the car door, and run away if things went wrong, and then left.

Soldiers have guns, so they shouldn't suffer too much in a confrontation.

Before leaving, the reporters stepped on a bunch of footprints in all directions out of caution, and then burrowed into the weeds. Not long after walking, it started to rain again. In the dark, rain, and unfamiliarity with the directions and roads, the reporters almost got completely lost in the fields.

Only then, after delaying for more than twice as long, we finally "accidentally met" Lao Sun, who was picking up his children not far from the village entrance.

The reporters waited with bated breath in the weeds for Lao Sun and others to leave and set off again. With the sound of raindrops, everyone walked through the layers of grass and headed towards the village.

"Hiss..."

Cen Yi heard Fu Yan's voice and came closer and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yan said, "It's just the weeds that were cut into my hand."

"Is the wound deep?" Cen Yi frowned and wiped his face. Rain, "On this rainy day, all the clothes you wear can be soaked. Don't let your wounds get infected." "

It's okay."

"The rain is getting heavier, or you should find a place to hide..."

Cen Yi said nothing. After that, there was suddenly a noisy sound and shaking lights in the direction of the village.

"Hurry!" The village chief's call came from afar amid the patter of rain.

"Go and deal with them while the rain is heavy!"