That sensitive and key word appeared in Ji Li's mind again.
At the same time, it also convinced him that the number of people killed in this mission must play an important role.
The third personality took a deep breath, as if to adjust his emotional changes, and calmly analyzed:
"Lao Er and I can't meet the ghost boy, and we don't know your situation at that time.
But based on your analysis just now, I can guess whether this time is similar to the Ghost Child mission.
Did that ghost enter your mind? ”
Being able to upper body without activating the gray soul, the ghost boy is the only alternative.
Because it does not belong to a complete ghost in the strict sense, it needs to be hidden in the thinking of a living person.
It will only truly exist if living people imagine its existence.
So it was able to turn from false to true, occupying Ji Li's mind but not activating the gray soul.
But Ji Li didn't have such a guess about the ghost in this mission.
Judging from the previous situations, it is an independent ghost that has been formed before entering the mind.
In short, it is almost impossible for a complete ghost to enter Ji Li's body silently.
Ji Li didn't say clearly what he was thinking, but the third personality could still sense it.
He could only remain silent about this. By now, his thinking had begun to become confusing.
Ji Li also had no obvious idea, but he had a vague feeling.
There must be some extremely small and key detail in his memory that can explain the doubts.
A third of the time has passed since the cleaning operation began.
Ji Li was not impatient, but leaned against the business car and lit a cigarette.
The mission has progressed to this point, and there must be enough clues to survive, but he has not yet found the most important problem-solving point.
With the smell of tobacco stimulating the nerves in his brain, he smoked cigarettes unconsciously and kept thinking.
Starting from one scene and one frame from the day before.
Counting every word he said, every person he met, and everything he encountered.
Everything in the past is quickly played and filtered in my mind like a slideshow.
There is a clock spinning rapidly, controlling the flow of memory.
Until Ji Li had finished smoking his second cigarette, his finger was suddenly burned by the cigarette butt.
The slideshow in his mind suddenly paused, and he seemed to realize something and went back one frame.
The time node is the afternoon of December 5th.
In front of Luo Jianye's two-story building, Ji Li, Luo Xian and a group of relatives and friends took a group photo.
In this photo, there are more than ten people in the frame, but only Ji Li and Luo Xian are imaged.
At that time, he judged based on this fact that most of the villagers in Wue Village were NPC characters and could be killed.
However, this time integrating current information and thinking about the role of photos seems to have another magical effect.
For example, does the image produced by this camera have supernatural powers, or is it itself a sinful object?
Why else would you be able to differentiate between the clue character and the clerk.
If it can tell the difference between the two, can it tell the difference between a clerk and a ghost?
The key thing that troubles Ji Li now is that he doesn't know where in the body the root terror exists.
If the camera does that, it will obviously reveal the current mystery for him.
Once the root cause of the terror is revealed, Ji Li will be 80% sure and can think of a way out!
Ji Li threw away the extinguished cigarette on his fingertips and walked towards the interior of the village with a firm goal.
He still remembered that the man's name was "Xiao Wu".
And the last words left by Xiao Wu, now that I think about it, also have an obvious hint.
"If you need photos, pick them up tomorrow. It's at the store next to the old crooked neck tree."
……
Luo Xian inserted the dagger in his hand deeply into the throat of a middle-aged woman, and blood gurgled out along the blade.
She pulled it out hard, and the cuffs that were too long began to drip with blood.
This family became two corpses, lying on the kang.
From birth to death, there was no struggle, and he never moved. He was just waiting to be stabbed.
Starting from the first household in the east of the village, this is the case for every household.
The villagers of Wue Village were like paralyzed machines, already prepared to face Luo Xian's death blade.
But Luo Xian didn't care. She shook off the blood beads on her sleeves, lowered her head and walked out of the courtyard.
At the same time, at the door of the previous house, Bai Huaiguang appeared with Ma Mingyu on his back.
Luo Xian faced the sun and looked in the direction of the two of them. Their figures seemed unrealistic, like two blurry black shadows.
The two of them didn't move, obviously waiting for her.
As she walked forward silently, she was thinking about a question in her heart. "Others don't know whether the way to life is true or false, but the seventh ghost should know it well.
If Huaiguang has really been replaced, he should be waiting for an opportunity to leave the team and seek trouble for Ji Li.
Then the best way is to fake death. ”
Luo Xian, Ma Mingyu, and Bai Huaiguang, among whom was the seventh ghost.
If Bai Huaiguang is the first person to be attacked later and dies irreparably, then his identity can basically be determined.
Of course, this result is more sad than happy for Luo Xian.
Knowing the identity of the seventh ghost and directing the trouble to Ji Li also meant that her only emotional sustenance in the sixth branch was also destroyed.
Luo Xian walked towards the light, but the shadow of Bai Huaiguang gradually became darker and darker in her eyes.
"Huaiguang, if you really die, I will keep my promise to avenge you and never break my promise."
Bai Huaiguang stood in the sun, his snow-white face covered with red marks, and the dense beads of sweat indicated that his condition was not very good.
But when he saw Luo Xian, he still showed a very friendly smile:
"Sister Luo, I think there will be no mistakes in your survival. The villagers seem to have entered a standby state in order to cater to the action."
Luo Xian didn't dare to look at him any longer, but walked quickly and turned into a house in front of him.
"There is still plenty of time. If we speed up a little more, we can meet up with Manager Ji."
"Store manager!"
However, just when Luo Xian's figure was about to disappear, Ma Mingyu suddenly shouted and stopped her.
Luo Xian frowned and turned around to look at Ma Mingyu.
There was no expression change on Ma Mingyu's face, but her voice became colder and she said in a deep voice:
"If there is enough time, I think the three of us should not separate."
Luo Xian looked at her face through the sunlight, seemingly guessing her purpose. He glanced at her and turned around, obviously acquiescing.
The cleaning operation was split into two parts deliberately.
The purpose is to relax the seventh ghost's vigilance and elicit the mystery of Bai Huaiguang's identity.
Of course, Fa Ma Mingyu's situation would be relatively dangerous.
Ma Mingyu was obviously smart enough to confess in front of Bai Huaiguang, forcing Luo Xian to take the risk together.
As soon as she walked into the yard, Luo Xian found that the environment of this house felt familiar to her, especially the stainless steel iron door.
At the end of the courtyard, there is a fishing net hanging on the steps made of cement.
There was a hint of weirdness on Luo Xian's face, because this was the same family where the mother and son were born.
With this feeling of discomfort, she didn't walk fast this time. As she climbed the steps, she noticed a shadow passing by the window.
Like a child, flashing by.
She reached out and opened the door and entered the house. After the sunlight disappeared, she suddenly felt cool.
As soon as she entered the house, she suddenly heard a muffled sound behind her, like something hitting the ground.
When she turned around to check, Bai and Ma, who had been following her just now, were completely gone.
The two big living people disappeared right in front of her eyes, and she didn't even notice.
A feeling of palpitations emanated from his heart. Luo Xian took two steps back, only feeling that something serious had happened to him.
It seemed that something had happened, but she was still unaware of it.
At this moment, she suddenly felt dizzy.
My perspective also began to shake involuntarily.
The scene in front of me became dazzling, and the height at which I could see things became shorter.
Luo Xian wanted to activate the sinful object immediately, but there was no feedback. Her consciousness began to become dim and the sounds in her ears were noisy.
"Crunch..."
The door she just pushed open was pulled open from the inside, and a pair of legs crossed the threshold from her sight.
And her perspective seemed to be bound to the owner of the legs, swaying with its movements.
Luo Xian tried hard to raise his eyes, trying to see clearly who that person was.
Sweeping upward from the trousers line, there is a light blue denim jacket.
Looking further up, the man's neck was all white, looking a little sickly.
But it could only go so far, because the man's face was completely blocked by the lowered peaked cap.
She was familiar with this hat, she had put it on him herself.
At this moment, Luo Xian finally understood what happened.
The sound of falling was her head falling to the ground.
The blurry scene showed her head being picked up in his hand.
When the perspective shakes, it's also when he steps forward.