Chapter 76 Shocking News
Chapter 76: Shocking News

Li Mu adjusted his breathing and prepared to break open the wooden door.

Waiting for death was not his personality, and besides, he also had things he had to do.

In fact, Li Mu still doesn’t quite understand until now, why this ghost hasn’t come in and killed him?
What exactly is it delaying?
Li Mu's eyes subconsciously swept across the wooden door. Suddenly, he was slightly startled, and then his eyes lit up!
No…it’s not about not killing, but…it’s about not being able to kill?

Or rather...can't do it!

Li Mu stretched out his hand and touched the intact door frame.

But he clearly remembered that he was the one who broke the door open!
The door frame had been damaged to a considerable extent, but now... it's as good as new?

At this time, a person's voice appeared in Li Mu's mind: "...The time and space of this village are disordered and superimposed..."

It’s just as Bai Yanliang said!

This was not the time point he was at just now. He should be standing at a time point where the wooden door was damaged! But now... he was standing at a time point where the wooden door was still intact!

Different points in time...chaos, superposition!
The ghost didn't kill me because it couldn't get in!
It's not like a window with a "gap" that allows it to pass through. It can only guard the door and wait for the chaotic superposition of time to return to normal before it can kill him!

I see……

So, now is the best time to leave!
Li Mu was a decisive person. After making the decision, he took a few steps back and slammed into the wooden door!
"boom!"

There was a loud noise and the wooden door was knocked open!
Li Mu stared outside the door. This moment was a matter of life and death.

No...it's gone, it's indeed at another point in time!

Li Mu rushed out of the house. However, as soon as he took a step outside the house, the surrounding environment suddenly changed!
The blood-stained ground, the cracked road, the smelly blood, and the wooden ladders that were as pale as arms.

There are some shadowy human figures on the ground and walls.

The stench of decay was everywhere.

The area near the village chief's house... is like purgatory!
Moreover, this strange and terrifying change is still spreading around.

Oops... hurry up!

Li Mu knew that this was a sign that the survival mission was approaching its final moments. The ghost hiding at another time was about to go on a killing spree...

However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered something while standing outside the house.

No... Even if it was another point in time, it should have been the same as Yu Sheng's experience, and he should have been able to see it. Why... I can't even see it?

Li Mu's expression changed.

Could it be that... it followed Yu Sheng?

Oops……

Yu Sheng has difficulty walking and can't walk fast at all. Can she escape the ghost's pursuit?
Li Mu was very worried about Yu Sheng. After all, it was all because of him that she encountered this ghost this time.

But now Li Mu himself is helpless.

He couldn't take the initiative to look for the ghost. The only thing he could do now was to continue searching and find the key to breaking the deadlock...

correct!

Li Mu suddenly turned his head and looked towards Lu Bingyan's house.

He thought of something. Yu Sheng seemed to have said... that she wanted to check Lu Bingyan's drawer. There seemed to be something hidden in that drawer.

Thinking of this, Li Mu did not delay and quickly ran to Lu Bingyan's house nearby and kicked the door open.

Lu Bingyan's house is not big. Li Mu entered her room, looked around, and instantly found the drawer.

After all, there is only one drawer in this room.

Lu Bingyan didn't seem to intend to hide it, so the drawer was not locked.

Li Mu quickly walked to the drawer and pulled it open.

Several things in the drawer surprised Li Mu.

It's... another letter?

No...there's also a diary underneath.

Li Mu thought about it, picked up the diary and opened it...

"October 1st, rain. Mom is gone.

They tied her to the altar.

The mother struggled and begged desperately, but they remained indifferent.

In my grandfather's words, this is a tradition, and being chosen should be an honor, not fear.

I don’t know what the thing being sacrificed is, from childhood to adulthood... I have never seen it show any miracles, I only know... she is my mother, she gave birth to me, taught me to write, and taught me to sing.

But such a mother was now being sacrificed by them.

I couldn't look into my mother's eyes, because she was looking at me and she was crying...

I was crying too, but I didn't dare to save her because I knew... I was an accomplice.

This poor, backward, ignorant, damn village!
It doesn't allow people to go out, and this is its only miracle. No one can leave here. No matter which direction they go, they will eventually get lost and then return to the village... just like... seeing a ghost.

Mom's mouth was sealed.

Grandpa walked towards Mom with a dagger in both hands.

They held my mother's hands and feet, not allowing her to move. Grandpa calmly stabbed the dagger into my mother's left chest, into her heart, and blood soon flowed out...

Grandpa pulled out the knife, and more blood flowed, but Grandpa seemed dissatisfied, muttering that there was not enough blood in Mom's heart.

My mother's face gradually turned pale and she began to move.

Everyone cheered, sang and danced.

It seems... this is not a festival, but a celebration.

I looked up and suddenly a strong wind blew in the sacrificial hall.

The mountain wind was like the cry of a ghost, making people feel cold. Raindrops the size of soybeans fell like sharp arrows and hit my mother.

My mother's hair swayed in the wind and rain, as if it came alive.

Between heaven and earth, thousands of water curtains were pulled up, like thousands of waterfalls, blurring everyone's vision.

Everyone hid under the trees to avoid the rain. The branches and leaves of the forest were broken by the wind and fluttered all over the sky.

The ceremony ended hastily, and my mother's body was washed away by the heavy rain with no one caring about it.

After the rain stopped, the Sun family father and son came forward and carried my mother away. Sun Wenbin seemed very sad, even sadder than I was.

What is he pretending to be? He is a murderer!

But... I am also a murderer.

Everyone in this village is a murderer..."

The diary ends here.

Li Mu took a breath of cold air.

Sun Wenbin?
Xiaobin?

So...Sun Liang is Xiaobin’s father?
The relationship between these people is really complicated...

Li Mu closed the diary and then opened the few letters that contained it.

After reading it this time, he was really shocked!
"Xiaoyan, let me tell you a secret... Mom's heart is on the right side, so she is not dead..."

"Xiaoyan, mom will pick you up, wait for mom."

"...This year's festival is our chance. We can only leave on the day of the festival..."

"...Xiaoyan, you can trust Sun Liang. He...is a good person."

Li Mu put down the letter tremblingly, and was shocked for the first time.

Lu Rending is still alive!

Her heart is on the right side, she is not dead at all!
Who is the ghost that killed more than a dozen people in this year?

(End of this chapter)