The heroine has been with me for a hundred years

Everyone didn't stay in the old man's house for too long, and after roughly moving the required ingredients, everyone set foot on the road back again.

Jiang Yin deliberately slowed down on the pretext of safety and physical discomfort, and opened a large distance from the crowd.

"Is it okay?" Han Cheng, who was walking in front of the line, noticed their strangeness, so he quickly turned around and asked An He, "I think you seem to be quite uncomfortable, why don't I carry you behind my back? That way we can go back faster."

"Is your girlfriend okay?" Hearing what he said, Jiang Yin frowned immediately, with an extremely sarcastic smile on her lips, "You might as well carry Wang Shanshan on your back if you have that strength."

"Ah." Han Cheng nodded, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

But fortunately, he didn't look over again, but quickened his pace, and distanced himself from the two of them after a while.

"Tch." Jiang Yin sighed in displeasure, then suddenly stopped her steps, turned around and stared at An He silently.

"Why?" An He was so puzzled by her stare, he quickly asked her a question.

"Hold you." Jiang Yin said like this, and suddenly bent down, directly hugged An He by the waist, hugged her tightly, and even pressed An He's head to her chest Press, as if wanting to block the ruthless howling wind and snow for her.

"Let me down." An He didn't expect her to appear so suddenly, and was immediately stunned.

But Jiang Yin ignored her at all, just kept her head up as before and continued striding forward, as if she hadn't heard what An He said.

An He had no choice but to lie in her arms so obediently and think in silence for a while, and after a long while, she roughly guessed the reason.

This person was probably stimulated by what Han Cheng said just now, and he was secretly jealous and unhappy like a jealous jar.

"It's snowing so hard and the road is not easy to walk. You'd better put me down, I'm fine." An He sighed, grabbed the hem of her clothes and shook it gently.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Yin said, "I was negligent, you are still injured, I should have done this long ago."

When she said this, she suddenly lowered her eyes, her expression seemed to be very self-blaming, and even those beautiful eyes were slightly dimmed.

An He couldn't bear to see her like this, so she didn't bring up the matter anymore. Instead, she burrowed into Jiang Yin's arms again, pretending to need her very much.

"Hold me tight." An He said, "It's a bit cold."

"Okay." Jiang Yin hurriedly responded, tightening her arms even more forcefully, as if she wanted to embed An He in her body.

"Is it still cold?" Jiang Yin asked her softly after walking forward for tens of meters.

"It's not cold anymore." An He shook his head, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's very warm."

……

Before leaving, An He had quietly asked the old man about the location of the bell tower, and learned that the bell tower was in the southeast corner of the village.

This place is a bit far from where they are, and the snowy road is not easy to walk at all. Jiang Yin finally arrived here after walking in the snow for nearly half an hour with An He in her arms.

It is said to be a bell tower, but it is actually a small conical tower with a winding staircase that can reach the top at once.

A big blue bell hung on the top, which rang lightly from time to time with the frequency of the wind blowing.

At first, Jiang Yin wanted to carry An He up, but An He didn't want to say anything, probably because she was afraid that she would be exhausted, so no matter what Jiang Yin said, she insisted on climbing up by herself.

Jiang Yin had no choice but to let her go, but she still held An He's hand tightly throughout the whole process, never letting go.

The two climbed up step by step like this, and finally came to the front of the big bell.

At first the two of them didn't pay much attention when they were standing below, but now that they got closer, they realized that this clock is not just an ordinary clock. Text.

An He looked around for a long time, looking left and right, and vaguely understood what was written in the painting, but she really couldn't understand what was written in the words.

She paused, and was about to turn her head to ask Jiang Yin, but Jiang Yin opened her lips slightly and spit out a few syllables like a mantra, as if she read all the words on the clock directly.

An He:? ? ?

She knew that Jiang Yin was powerful, but she really didn't expect that she was so powerful that she could even understand such ghostly symbols.

An He was thinking like this, seeing that Jiang Yin was looking seriously, she didn't intend to speak again, but stood quietly and waited for her to read those words little by little, and then finally asked: "Can you?" Tell me what is written on it?"

"It's some records, roughly speaking of these paintings engraved on the clock." Jiang Yin said, "It is said that there were troubles in the village back then, not to mention flames falling from the sky, and evil spirits rampant on the ground. Everyone was helpless. When the village was about to perish, a wise man built a bell, which saved the rest of the village from disaster and allowed them to continue to live in peace and happiness. To commemorate him, record his deeds on this bell."

She said this, slightly hooked the corner of her mouth: "It seems that the old man really didn't lie to us."

"Then what should we do next?" An He asked softly, "We can't just take this bell away."

"It's definitely impossible to carry it away. Jiang Yin said this, and after a few laps around the clock, she suddenly raised her lips and smiled, "But there are still other ways, right? "

As soon as she finished speaking, An He saw that she suddenly took out something shiny from her pocket, which looked like a knife in shape.

"You can't take the big ones with you, so take some small ones with you." As she said this, she put the knife directly on Zhong's body, and then took out a small plastic bag from her pocket, signaling to An He Go over and help her continue.

Although vandalism of public property was really bad, but An He couldn't care less about it in order to survive, so he hurried forward to pick up the plastic bag and started to cooperate.

After scraping like this for a while, the two finally filled the bottom of the plastic bag.

"I don't care whether others live or die." Before leaving, An He heard Jiang Yin say to herself, "But you must be fine, you know."

She said this, and put the small bag into An He's palm involuntarily: "This is something that can save lives, you should take it first."

……

When Jiang Yin and An He went back together, the wind and snow were obviously a little bit heavier, and the two of them walked in the snow easily, and finally saw the villa in front of them again.

It is also said that Jiang Yin is a master who knows the way. If it were someone else, she might get lost somewhere right now and would not be able to come back.

After going back and forth like this, I was a bit tired. In addition, An He was injured, and I felt a burst of exhaustion from the bottom of my heart. This time I finally returned to the villa, and I was planning to rush upstairs to rest.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she and Jiang Yin arrived at the door, a quarrel erupted from inside.

This made the two of them frowned unconsciously, hurriedly quickened their pace, and pushed open the door of the villa.

At this moment, everyone was standing on the second floor. It was already noon, and everyone was hungry for two meals. This time, they finally found the ingredients. The first task should be cooking.

But no one took the initiative to cook. At this moment, they all stood there blushing and arguing happily.

An He took a general look, and saw that the target was the two men who did not follow to find the ingredients.

At first, An He thought they were blaming the two for leaving the group, and thought that everyone's reaction was not so intense when they left, so why were they all so grumpy when they came back.

But when she gradually listened for a while, she suddenly discovered that the reason why they quarreled was not just because of this.

It's... about Huang Qingyang.

To An He's surprise, Huang Qingyang died, dripping blood splattered all over the ground, his head was separated from his body, and his limbs, like Dong Che's at that time, had long since disappeared.

According to Wang Shanshan, Huang Qingyang was still alive before their group left. At that time, she smashed the glass so loudly that even the other people standing downstairs heard it.

But such a person who was alive and well died quietly after they came back, it must be the two people who didn't go!

Seeing that everyone pointed their finger at them, those two people couldn't argue with each other, they kept saying that they really didn't know what was going on, Huang Qingyang was really not killed by them.

"No?" Han Cheng raised his eyebrows, and immediately showed everyone the tools he found in their room, "It's made of iron wire and a saw, and he said it wasn't you!"

"That's just our interest!" The two of them were about to cry, "We both make handicrafts, and there are still several orders in hand when we come out to play this time. Bring it here, we really didn't..."

"Stop quibbling!" Han Cheng didn't tell them to finish the sentence, "Who knows if what you said are all excuses, bringing such a terrifying tool here, maybe it was planned early in the morning! Dong Che probably also you Kill it, the eight people outside are probably killed by you and then hang up quietly! Who knows what you are thinking about!"

"No, we don't have any at all!" Facing the accusations of the crowd, those two people had no way to justify themselves, even if they were telling the truth, they were all regarded as excuses in the hearts of these red-eyed people . "

People are like this, once they decide something, they will always stick to their own opinion, no matter who persuades them, it is useless.

Having been in this world for so long, An He saw not only various deaths, but also countless dark sides of human nature.

People, perhaps at certain moments, are more terrifying than ghosts.

After realizing this, An He didn't say a word, just stood there and stared at the group of people in front of him with a complicated expression, and gradually felt a sense of fatigue in his heart.

She saw that after such a long period of debate, the unanimous result given by everyone was to lock these two people in the house until when everyone was able to leave, and then release them.

"Hey!" At the moment when they made a decision and were about to implement it, An He still couldn't hold back her mouth. She really didn't want to be like this group of people.

"Maybe they really didn't do it!" She said, her eyes were firm. "Maybe it was done by ghosts. It doesn't rule out that there are ghosts in the villa!"

"Ghost?" Seeing her say this, everyone couldn't help laughing, "Where is it, why haven't we seen it before?"

"Really!" An He knew that they didn't believe it, so he didn't say anything, and directly lifted the clothes around his waist to show them his wounds.

But... things developed in a direction she didn't expect.

The wound, which was obviously very large, and was still oozing blood, disappeared suddenly at some point, and the place that was originally full of blood was completely intact.

"Why, how could it be?" An He was stunned at the moment when he saw the scene in front of him.

Jiang Yin beside her also frowned at this time, as if she suddenly remembered something, a dark current flashed in her eyes.

"It's over." She said, every word seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth, "We were confused by that ghost."