Chapter 35: There's Something Unclean in the Village!

"……That's the situation."

"If the other villagers discover you, the situation will become quite dangerous."

"I'm going to buy a few oranges; you stay right here and don't move." After explaining her current dire predicament, Wu Wang said solemnly.

The best-case scenario now is that the 【Spirit Calamity Game】 fabricated this Dungeon world based on reality, and the girl before him is merely a Wu Xiaoyou AI version.

As for the worst-case scenario—

This is the past from five years ago.

What he does here will affect the true reality; even if the girl version of Wu Xiaoyou dies in this broken village, his second sister, who bickers with him at home every day, will vanish.

But regardless, Wu Wang cannot afford to gamble.

"Eh? Do I know you?" Wu Xiaoyou watched the little beggar stand up and prepare to leave, asking uncertainly.

This person gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, even a feeling of safety and comfort.

Even after the other person said a bunch of things that sounded utterly absurd upon meeting her, she didn't feel anything suspicious and subconsciously chose to believe him.

"I have a generic face; people can imitate my face, people can imitate my features, but you can't imitate my scent."

Having said this, Wu Wang leaped high into the air.

To avoid damaging the wooden door, he chose to use a double jump to climb out through the hole in the roof.

Wu Xiaoyou, lying on the bed resting, was dumbfounded.

Holy crap! What is this?

Mom, I saw a lightness skill!

Could this guy really be Zhang Sanfeng reincarnated?

Leaving the thatched cottage, Wu Wang immediately began observing the surrounding environment—

The area of Yin Yuan Village is quite large, estimated to have over a hundred households, and the houses are arranged in an orderly fashion, unlike the scattered, haphazard construction common in rural areas.

No, rather than saying it is orderly.

It is more like the entire village layout was deliberately designed into a certain shape, except that from this location, he cannot overlook the whole view to judge the specific layout details.

What is eerie is that only a certain brown-black building directly opposite is on the mountainside with his thatched cottage.

All other buildings are at the foot of the mountain.

He quite admired that auntie for climbing such a high mountain road every time she brought food to Zhang Sanfeng.

After paying slight attention to the suspicious points in the layout, Wu Wang rushed down the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

His speed was so fast that he even caught up to and overtook the auntie who had just been leisurely walking down the mountain, with a bearded, unkempt uncle walking shoulder-to-shoulder beside her.

The existence of the double jump made Wu Wang almost tread as if on flat ground.

He avoided the attention of the two and descended the mountain ahead of them.

When he was about to reach the village entrance, the skin on his face suddenly began to melt, his figure became slightly chubby, no longer resembling the thin, bamboo-pole-like little beggar, and his facial features took on the appearance of the middle-aged auntie who had just delivered the bread.

Since I already admired you.

Then I might as well borrow your face again.

Fortunately, this auntie's figure hasn't distorted too ridiculously.

Otherwise, these ragged clothes of mine really wouldn't be able to hold up.

"Yo, Li Shen, you're back from bringing food to that little madman again?" At the village entrance, a man with his upper body bare was slaughtering a pig and draining its blood at his doorstep; seeing Wu Wang disguised as the auntie, he spoke up.

"Yes, can't bear to see that child starve."

Wu Wang's tone was extremely natural.

Such perfectly natural, excellent acting.

This all owes to a period when he once participated in high-intensity wedding banquets inside hotels, as well as occasional funeral or moving banquets appearing in the streets and alleys.

Because the banquet bad habits in the province where Mingyang City is located are actually quite severe; whether for big or small matters, one must hold a banquet to collect some social money.

Wu Wang strongly criticized this behavior.

For this, his contribution was to spend a continuous month, almost every meal going into a hotel with "xx and xx Happy Wedding" hanging at the entrance, or seeing a white funeral banquet with mourning clothes in an alley and walking in.

Then he would lie and claim to be a relative of one of the parties, find any seat to sit down, and start eating.

If someone came up to chat, he would make things up, talking about seven aunts and eight grandmothers, rambling from all corners of the earth to give the other person the illusion that "it seems like such a person exists."

Up to now, he has never been caught acting abnormally and kicked out.

"You just have a good heart; hurry back to prepare the funeral rites, it's already late at this hour." The man said cheerfully, and his actions of draining the pig's blood under his hands were not ambiguous at all, focusing on being fast, ruthless, and accurate.

Obviously, he was an old hand at slaughtering.

Wu Wang took the opportunity to ask, "What funeral rites has your family prepared for this year?"

Hearing this, the man chuckled.

He patted the pig's back with the knife in his hand and said, "The usual three items, two each of pig, cow, and sheep! But it seems Li Shen's harvest this year isn't doing too well; don't let the funeral rites be insufficient and make the Yin Yuan Great God unhappy."

"No problem, you get busy first."

Wu Wang made a joke and muddled his way into the village.

A few minutes later, the auntie and the uncle walked down the mountain.

Seeing the man busy with the slaughter, they greeted him: "Daozi, not finished yet?"

The man was just wiping sweat with a Mao Jin.

He subconsciously replied, "Yes, Li Shen, you delivered the meal and came down the mountain... Hmm? Wait, didn't you just go back?"

He immediately rubbed his eyes with the Mao Jin, blinked hard at the auntie, revealing more confusion and bewilderment.

No problem! The direction Li Shen and Uncle Li returned from was indeed the front mountain.

Then who was the person who just spoke to me?

Could it be that I'm meeting a ghost in broad daylight?

The man involuntarily shivered, feeling a chill run down his spine, especially since these few days happened to be the special period for preparing the Yin Bond Grand Sacrifice.

He was truly starting to fear encountering something unclean.

"What's wrong, Daozi? Why does your expression look like you've just bumped into a ghost?" Li Shu teased.

Unexpectedly, the other man's face turned as unpleasant as if he'd swallowed a fly, and he nodded.

"Li Shu, I think I really have bumped into a ghost."

"..."

The man recounted what had just happened.

Then he asked Li Shu to lend a hand and quickly finish this bit of butchery work in his hands, so they could go into the village and ask the elders about the situation.

Such an event occurring on such a special day indeed made people feel uneasy.

They wanted to know if any strange situations had appeared during past Yin Bond Grand Sacrifices.

Unexpectedly, after entering the village, most of the villagers they saw along the way had strange expressions.

There were even couples who were usually extremely affectionate cursing each other viciously, as if they had torn off each other's face.

This left them completely baffled.

"What's wrong, everyone? Why are you acting like enemies?" Li Shu stepped forward, grabbed them, and asked.

One young man replied: "Sister-in-law said she saw Brother Wang go into a widow's house, close the door, and not come out for a long time; Brother Wang said Sister-in-law was flirting with Physician Chen; Sister Zhang said she saw her own child talking nonsense to thin air in the open ground; Hu's eldest son also said his father inexplicably beat him up, but his father was at the square helping to set up the venue at the time!"

"In short, many people have seen their family members appearing in places they shouldn't be."

"Li Shu, do you think this might be bumping into a ghost?"

"..."

Li Shu and Daozi stared at each other in silence.

Both of them felt their scalps go numb.

It seemed the incident at the village entrance wasn't something only the other party encountered; even inside the village, it had begun!

They all gathered to discuss it.

They clamored to go together and ask the Village Head about the situation, as he was senior and knew much.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a youth with his head full of bumps ran over from the direction of the Ancestral Hall, crying out with a tearful voice: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Stop hitting me! I didn't do it!"

Everyone asked around.

Their expressions became even more subtle.

This was the Village Head's grandson.

People from the Ancestral Hall revealed that just now, this kid had come in and spoken nonsense to the Village Head.

The specific content was only two sentences—

"Grandpa! Taking advantage of these few days of the Yin Bond Grand Sacrifice, will you promise me one thing?"

"I've called you Grandpa for so many years; you should call me Grandpa just once, won't you?"

Everyone in Yin Bond Village fell into silence.

What unclean thing had entered this village?