This actor is full of tricks.

The sixteenth bride?

That was the one before the ghost girl in the raincoat.

"Please, don't arrest Brother Zhuzi. He is the only good man in the village." The woman inside pleaded.

"Tell me more about it." Lin Jue raised his eyebrows slightly. This Dazhu was quite courageous. He kept saying that he should not offend the gods, but in the end he went to save the bride that the gods were using to atone for their sins.

"I don't know how to put it, but Zhuzi brother is really a good person."

The woman kept emphasizing that Dazhu was a good man. Lin Jue pondered for a moment. The woman was in this situation and there was no need for her to lie to him. Besides, he felt that Dazhu was not as bad as he seemed.

Lin Jue asked several more questions, but the woman didn't know much. However, Lin Jue got a very important piece of information from her.

According to the woman, she once overheard a conversation between a fortune teller and a Taoist priest, and the two guys said that the gods might appear when the last bride gets married.

The last bride?
Isn't that today? The bride getting married today is the eighteenth. If Lin Jue guessed correctly, eighteen corresponds to the eighteen levels of hell, then today is the last time.

In other words, the god behind that might show up today?

Come to think of it, this is the last one and it will affect the success or failure of the matter. The god will definitely take it seriously and it is reasonable for him to show up.

"But this sixteenth one is still alive. Everything he did can't be closed. No wonder Dazhu hid this woman so well. If he were discovered, the gods would definitely flay him alive."

Lin Jue's eyes flickered, and after a few minutes he consoled the woman behind the door, "I understand everything you said. You can hide in there for a few more days. When our authorities wipe out this village, we will rescue you."

"No!" The woman's voice suddenly became sharp. "Don't be impulsive. The things in this village are simply not something an ordinary person can deal with. Each of those divine messengers is terrifying."

"Since I have the intention to wipe out this village, I must have a plan in mind." Lin Jue said, and then reminded: "Remember not to tell Dazhu about why I came to see you today. The more he knows, the faster he may die."

After talking with the woman, Lin Jue went downstairs.

He came to the river again, wanting to find the village guard, but the man was no longer there.

However, Lin Jue met the old man who had brought him into the village before. When the other party saw him, he turned around and left in a hurry as if he had seen a ghost.

"Lao Hei, wait, wait, I will only ask one question this time, and I will definitely not ask more." Lin Jue hurriedly chased after him and grabbed Lao Hei's hand.

"Why do you have so many questions, kid!" Lao Hei's face looked very ugly, mainly because this outsider asked too many questions, and many of them involved taboos, so he didn't want to meet him at all.

"I promise there's only one." Lin Jue stretched out his finger and made a "1" gesture: "I just want to ask, do you know where the village guard lives?"

"Why are you asking him? Didn't anyone tell you not to have contact with the village guards?" Lao Hei wanted to pull his hand out, but it was useless after trying several times. Lin Jue's hand was like a pair of pliers, making it impossible for him to break free: "You're hurting me!"

This kid is unexpectedly strong!

Lin Jue relaxed his strength a little: "I'm just a little curious."

"Don't be so curious! I told you that guy suddenly appeared in the village after the fog receded. He's related to the fog. Do you still want to contact him?"

Lao Hei's voice was very low. Halfway through his speech, his lips suddenly began to tremble, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, and he hurriedly took out a red candle from his pocket.

He blew twice, and the red candle actually lit up by itself. After taking a deep breath of candle smoke, he exhaled smoothly.

Lin Jue remembered that this red candle was handed to Lao Hei by the strong man at the village entrance.

Why does this thing look so much like contraband?
He took a deep look at the red candle. Lao Hei noticed his gaze, extinguished the red candle and put it back in his pocket, and laughed dryly: "People like us who wear Nuo masks are inevitably contaminated with the aura of ghosts and gods. For a living person to be contaminated by that aura is like being addicted to drugs. Only this red candle can relieve it." Lin Jue nodded. As an outsider, he knew very well that these words were all lies. This must be one of the ways for the gods to control people.

"Where was I just now?" Lao Hei obviously didn't want to dwell on this topic any further.

Lin Jue repeated what he had said before.

After listening, Lao Hei continued, "It happened several years ago. Not long after the previous village guard left, that guy showed up. At first, he was crazy and covered in wounds. Now he's much better. The villagers give him food, and he bears their bad luck and disasters. He's been living like this until now."

He spoke a lot in one breath, then struggled a bit after finishing: "I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go? Besides, isn't there a wedding tonight? You can see him then."

Lin Jue thought about it and realized that this was the truth. The script had not been finished yet, so he didn’t need to rush for half a day.

"Okay, I've finished asking my questions."

He nodded, loosened his hand, and let Lao Hei leave.

Then, he walked around the village several times, and looked at the hanging coffin for a long time. After finding nothing, he hurried back to Dazhu's house and waited calmly for the night to fall.

……

Tonight's night is indeed different from yesterday. Yesterday at eight o'clock, that pair of strange paper figures appeared, but today it is unexpectedly quiet.

It seems that it is just as Dazhu said. Today is the wedding day and the villagers can go out at night.

At 11 o'clock, there was a knock on the door. Lin Jue got out of bed, walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door was Dazhu, who came to ask Lin Jue to attend the wedding together.

Lin Jue put on his bag and followed Dazhu out. It seemed that all the villagers were out tonight, and there were even more people in the middle of the night than during the day.

"Brother, everyone in your village is quite homebound." Lin Jue said as he glanced around, searching for any trace of the people guarding the village.

The village guard didn't see it, but he saw another familiar face.

Wu Hai.

The teammate in the Yeyou team who often quarrels with Xu Xiaoqi has a sullen face every day, speaks very little, and often asks for leave.

Last time at the amusement park, Lin Jue asked Xu Xiaoqi where Wu Hai had gone. The other party replied that Wu Hai had some sacrificial activities at home, so he took a leave.

And now it seems that the other party is indeed from this village.

Could it be a spy who infiltrated the Inspection Department?

A strange thought flashed through Lin Jue's mind. At the same time, he also noticed that the villagers saw Wu Hai as if he saw the god of plague, and they all hid away from him.

"Brother, who is that young man? Is he another village guard? Why don't those people dare to get close to him?" Lin Jue turned his head and asked Dazhu beside him.

Dazhu looked in the direction of his finger, then quickly slapped Lin Jue's hand down: "That kid is the younger brother of that name!"

Wu Hai is Wu Xiumei's younger brother?

(End of this chapter)