"I'm a little confused..."
Chen Bin pointed at the tombstone and said softly,
"What does this mean?"
You Huo did not answer immediately.
He took a few steps to the side,
He swept away a layer of mud along the traces left by the other two ghost hands.
The second tombstone was revealed.
Name: Chu Xiaonan
Admission Number: 860575042217031124
I will miss you forever.
Tombstone Erector: B
Address: Chasu Village 2
In the photo was a girl with an oval face. She had a high ponytail and was not smiling. She looked delicate and capable.
If you let down a few locks of her hair,
She would wrap herself in a thick scarf and change into a winter coat that reached her ankles. Coupled with her dry and white lips and dim eyes...
That was the woman who chiseled ice by the river every day.
Everyone's faces turned even uglier.
They stood in silence for a moment,
They began to dig the mud.
The third, fourth, fifth...
The area they searched was getting bigger and bigger,
More and more tombstones were revealed, so much that their scalps went numb.
They found other familiar faces one after another.
For example, the other two villagers who went to the river every day,
And the village chief...
Chen Bin's face turned pale.
This time, there was no need to confirm,
He also knew what was going on -
Those villagers who looked muddle-headed were once examinees.
Those people called "A, B, C, and D",
Were not born as NPCs in this mountain village. They used to have names and surnames.
You Huo squatted in front of a tombstone,
He looked up.
The forest stretched as far as the eye could see.
It was impossible for them to dig here all night. Moreover, even if they did not eat or sleep, they would not be able to finish digging this mountain.
There was no way to know how many people were buried under the forest.
·
Lao Yu muttered in fear, "How could this be? Why did they become villagers? And... and there are so many graves. If these examinees became villagers,
How could there only be 18 households? "
"There's something here!" Yu Yao suddenly said.
She knelt in front of Zhao Wentu's tombstone, holding a transparent waterproof bag in her hand.
"Where did you find it?" You Huo walked over.
"Buried here." Yu Yao pointed at the ground.
She was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to move.
They walked along the edge of Zhao Wentu's tombstone.
He dug out bit by bit.
Not long after,
He found this waterproof bag.
The bag contained a pen and a leather-bound book.
"It should be something left behind by this Zhao Wentu." Yu Yao said.
You Huo opened the waterproof bag and took out the book. Just as he was about to open it, he paused.
He looked down at Zhao Wentu's tombstone and said, "Let me borrow it to take a look."
His voice was very low, like a casual mumble. No one heard him, except for the invigilator who had to follow him.
Qin Jing's gaze moved slightly when he heard this, and he looked at him for a while.
The young man on the tombstone was still smiling.
·
One could easily tell that this was Zhao Wentu's diary after flipping through it.
To be more precise, it was his exam record book.
You Huo skipped over the rest and directly flipped to this exam.
·
Foreign Language 1. Sunny
This time, my luck was really bad. It wasn't English!
There weren't many people left in the world who spoke Gypsy. This damn system actually dared to test it. But it wasn't unreasonable. There was a girl in the new teammates who knew a little.
I think "a little" was being modest. Anyway, she translated the listening questions quite smoothly.
The girl wrote down the name of the Black Lady on the spot. Awesome!
She said that the name Floure meant "flower". It was quite beautiful …
Okay, I really had nothing to say.
Other than her, the other teammates didn't look reliable. (I hope that soon, I will come back and slap this sentence in the face.) Maybe my expectations were too high. After all, the kind of awesome teammates from before were really hard to find.
The villagers said that to enter the Black Lady's door, you had to draw a card. (Thank you to my ex-girlfriend for letting me know tarot cards and memorizing the meaning of the entire set of cards. I never thought that this thing would have a real use.) But my hand was cheap and I drew a hanged man card …
In the afternoon, I was locked in the room by the Black Lady to sew a Doll for half a day. The handiwork was simply killing me. In one afternoon, I sewed an arm and a leg.
I was a bit worried. I didn't know what the intention was, but it couldn't be anything good.
It was now 9 o 'clock at night. Prepare to sleep. Sweet dreams.
PS: This village is really strange.
Foreign Language 2. Cloudy
There were two dead people.
One was because the Doll's limbs were chopped off.
I knew that sewing a Doll wasn't a good thing. If you didn't sew it, you would die. The one who sewed the most would be chopped off. Damn, there was so much blood and the person disappeared. What was the difference between this and death?
That unlucky teammate was quite young. He seemed to still be in high school. We just met yesterday. I remembered that he said that his father's surname was Lin and his mother's surname was Tang. That's why he was called Lin Tang.
Sigh …
The scene was too bloody. I didn't want to remember it.
The other was forced into a coffin because he answered the question incorrectly.
We answered the second listening question incorrectly. But how could it be wrong? I really couldn't figure it out …
The girl translated the story told by the Black Lady for us. She said that it was because the previous village chief was too picky. He felt that it was too unlucky for her to do the work of a dead person. He ostracized her for many years, causing her husband and children to die. (I suspect that the village chief hired someone to do it. Then, the Black Lady killed the previous village chief?) She said that she buried her whole family in the East Forest. From then on, she became addicted to making Dolls. Because in her tribe's belief, Dolls could convey all emotions. She wanted to use this to remember her family.
The girl filled in the East Forest. Just in case, she added in the grave. How could this be wrong!
I couldn't figure it out. It made me want to go to the East Forest to take a look. But the villagers warned us not to go into the forest. They seemed to be very afraid of it. With last night's lesson, everyone agreed to only sew the left arm of the Doll. This way, we couldn't pick the most.
It was now 8 o 'clock at night. There was a meeting to discuss the answer later. Sweet dreams.
PS: I still feel that the village is strange, especially the villagers. The girl said that the tombstone outside the village was engraved in Gypsy, which meant "black earth." Black symbolized misfortune and death. It had the same meaning as the Black Lady's "black."
This was a "land of death."
The third day was cloudy.
Another teammate died.
It was still because of the Doll.
It was no use sewing the same thing. It was calculated based on two days. Didn't that mean that I had sewed two arms and one leg already?
The only good thing was that we got the question right today.
The Black Lady's prayer letter was very long. The girl could only understand a small part of it. We guessed that the Doll in black looked a bit like Villager A. The prayer letter said that we had to knock on the door three times and say, "I have a gift for you." We couldn't give it to the wrong person. We did as we were told. The door opened, but Villager A. went crazy when he saw the Doll …
Forget it. Fighting and killing is too tiring. It's fine as long as we're alive.
Today, we discussed again and decided to keep the total number of sewing Doll s the same.
It was 8 o 'clock at night, and there would be a meeting to guess the answer soon … There were fewer and fewer people. If this continued, it wouldn't be a meeting anymore.
The fourth day
Another one died.
With the total number of sewing Doll s the same, it became random.
In addition, something terrible had happened ….
Villager A's house had been changed. The person who moved in was Lin Tang, who died on the first day.
It was really Lin Tang. He didn't look like anyone else. Even the moles were the same.
He looked like he was in a trance. Like the other villagers, he was holding an iron basin and chiseling ice. The scariest thing was that he didn't recognize us. He didn't remember his own name either.
He said that his name was A. The previous owner of the house had left, so the house was empty. He had just moved in today and was going to stay here forever.
Could it be that … taking the Doll meant freedom? Would the examinee whose limbs had been chopped off replace him as the new villager?
It was 7 o 'clock at night. There were only three people left.
I thought … I might not be able to survive this exam. Although I was mentally prepared for every exam, I still felt sad when it really happened.
I hope that my sister can live for one more day. This exam has been hard on her.
If there's a one in a million chance that we can pass … I hope that I can meet her again in some city someday. I'll change my self-introduction and get to know her again.
Okay, I'm dreaming.
The fifth day of foreign language
I was chopped off, but I'm alive again.
I have hands and feet. They feel strange to the touch, like cotton wool.
If I'm alive …
I can't remember what happened yesterday.
While there's still time, I'm going to dig a grave.
I hope that I can still remember who I am after digging the grave.
Sweet dreams.
My name is Zhao Wentu.
My name is Zhao Wentu …
·
The real record came to an abrupt end here. The last entry was already showing signs of incoherence.
On the reverse side of the record, the words "My name is Zhao Wentu" were written. The closer it got to the end, the more clumsy it became.
In the last line, only "I" was left.
·
After reading Zhao Wentu's diary, everyone's chest was cold.
From the contents of the diary, this tombstone was really set up by Zhao Wentu himself.
Before he set it up, he kept repeating his name, trying to make himself remember it for a long time.
But when he really wrote "rest in peace" on the tombstone, he had already become a villager and couldn't remember anything.
Perhaps in a very rare moment, he suddenly felt that he didn't belong here. He suddenly felt that a visitor seemed familiar, but he could never tell why.
So, he became known as a madman here.
When Ghost Hand chopped people, he said that the obedient guests could live, but the disobedient guests could only die.
How could this be called living?
Cutting off their limbs was like a curse. The cursed examinee would become a villager and be forever bound in the mountain village, bearing the names A, B, C, and D until one day, a new examinee would give him the correct doll.
Until then, he could truly die …
No wonder the villagers were so afraid of Black Lady, because they were all examinees.
No wonder they didn't want to enter the forest, because there was their own grave here.
·
You Huo flipped through the last page, his face expressionless.
He stuffed the diary back into the waterproof bag. He was going to bury it, but changed his mind halfway.
He carried the bag and said, "Let's go."
"Where to?" Everyone still hadn't recovered from their emotions and was very confused.
You Huo: "I don't want to take the exam. I'll finish delivering the Doll tonight."
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