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202: Chapter 202: Werewolf (Part 3)

The sky was bright, and the players gathered at the village entrance once again.

Qianye stared at the "Wu Village" sign; it seemed the color of those two characters had deepened slightly.

"He is not here."

Someone spoke up, reminding the others.

Everyone present understood what he meant; the person missing today was the one who had exposed their identity first yesterday.

With that one sentence, the surrounding atmosphere became stagnant.

"Hu Yuan, what do you think?"

The person who spoke was a man in white, staring at a man wearing a cyan T-shirt.

Hu Yuan glanced at him and pushed up his glasses. "The sides are not yet clear. The priority is to protect yourself."

There was no other way.

"Protect myself?"

"I have a great idea: why not just kill everyone? Hehe~"

A youthful, girlish voice reached everyone's ears. It was a sweet voice, but the words spoken were chilling.

"You... how is there a child here..."

They hadn't even noticed her.

"I recall that there shouldn't be any children among our group. Where did this come from?"

Wang Ming glared unkindly at the Little Girl. Where on earth did she pop out from? It forced them to become cautious.

"Ah, Big Sister, he's so fierce... Wuwu, Little Witch is scared."

Little Witch hid behind Qianye in fright, peeking out from time to time.

"You, you are the bad guys, suddenly barging into our village."

With that one sentence, the players understood instantly.

So it was an NPC. Having an NPC meant there were clues.

"Little Girl, you are a villager of this village. Have you seen anyone else?"

"Ah... blood, it's all blood..."

"Dead... they're all dead..."

"Don't, don't..."

Little Witch covered her head and shook it frantically, not knowing what terrifying thing she had thought of.

"An, Ancestral Hall..."

Hearing the Little Girl's words, the players exchanged glances.

Ancestral Hall!

Clues!

"Where is that Ancestral Hall?"

Wang Ming pressed Little Witch, who was hiding behind Qianye, for an answer, but she only shook her head and wouldn't speak.

Ancestral Hall?

Qianye, standing to the side, tilted her head. Hmm, that sounded familiar.

As she thought about it, she turned and left.

As soon as she left, Little Witch quickly wiped her tears and followed.

"Hey..."

Hu Yuan wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wang Ming.

"Have you forgotten? This game..."

In an instant, a chill ran down Hu Yuan's back.

That's right, this was a bizarre world.

One couldn't fully trust the NPC's words, let alone follow her easily.

However...

He was puzzled as to why she would follow that girl.

He knew that girl; she had been the most conspicuous one since entering the dungeon, dressed like a doll.

But what she said had made his spine chill...

Not to mention the skull she was holding in her arms; what was inside it? Dirt?

Thinking of this, Hu Yuan stopped. Here, do not underestimate anyone, and do not easily trust anyone.

Recalling what Qianye had said, he subconsciously withdrew his gaze, silently taking it to heart.

Outside the Ancestral Hall,

Qianye held Little Flower in one hand and the red singer in the other, looking up at the plaque above: Ancestral Hall.

"Ah, so it really is here."

Qianye looked back at her surroundings; this was a graveyard, overgrown with weeds.

Looking closely, countless white bones were scattered on the ground.

Honestly, they didn't stop her at night; was it because they needed to rest at night too?

Qianye looked at the white bones scattered on the ground and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Hehe, this is the consequence of provoking her.

Beside those white bones, the soil looked as if it had been turned over.

Don't thank her too much; courtesy demands reciprocity.

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