Xie Liu's expression was very sad, and tears seemed to flow, leaving only dry, red and swollen eyes, looking ahead without any hesitation.

Wu Ling handed the DV to Liu Miao, and then squatted down and took out a lighter from his pocket.

The lighter is made of metal and looks similar to those common lighters. It was held in Wu Ling's hand and it was covered a lot. It was impossible to see if there were any special patterns on the lighter.

But when Wu Ling fired, with a bang, the flames that burst out were strange dark green. The flames were very big, jumping and forming a skeleton pattern in the air.

Wu Ling lit the clothes of a corpse in front of him with fire.

The flames suddenly rushed up and swallowed the entire body directly.

The dark green flame is divided into black and green, just like flowing lake water, constantly stirring.

Hula, the flames rose up, the two colors merged into one, and formed an extremely clear skeleton ghost, which jumped directly onto the roof and flew out through the roof.

The lens falls from the ceiling back to the ground.

On the ground, a charred human-shaped mark was left behind when the mark quickly disappeared with the wind.

Wu Ling was very calm.

As the flames changed, she was ready to light another body.

The same scenario reappears.

After so many incidents, there was more noise outside the picture.

It seems that someone gathered outside the granary and there was a fierce debate.

The camera just turned around and then turned back to take pictures of Wu Ling burning another corpse.

Now, the noise outside became louder.

This time, I could clearly hear the fearful screams and angry scoldings outsiders.

Those languages ​​have a bit of a dialect flavor, not standard Mandarin, but any familiar accent.

A few seconds later, someone outside shouted loudly.

"Stop! Stop!"

This person's voice is not young, but his accent is easy to identify. It is Minqing people who are speaking unstandard Mandarin.

Wu Ling paused, but just stopped, then he put his hand forward and burned another corpse.

There was another commotion outside, and the person who was speaking just now could not suppress this chaos.

It was not until a bang that seemed to be hit hard that the quarrel subsided.

Another person spoke, saying, "Open the door."

The sound is not loud, but it can be heard in a quiet environment, and this time it is standard Mandarin.

Wu Ling stood up and put away the lighter.

Liu Miao turned the camera to the door.

There was a sound of iron chains outside, and after a while, the door was opened.

The sunlight outside shines in, and it is already raining.

But what is strange is that the rainbow in the sky is not red, orange, red, green, blue, blue, purple, but black, white and gray. The whole world is colorful, and only the sky is black and white.

There were many people standing outside the open space, most of whom were dressed like Xie Liu's description, like people in costume dramas. There were also the pair of snake-patterned logos on their clothes, proving their identity.

The person standing in the lead was curious. Although he was wearing such a dress, he was holding a cigarette in his hand and was breathing mist, but he still had a pair of sneakers on his feet, which was also an alternative.

The person following him had a familiar face. It was the missing Xie family who was found by Qingye and the others, confirmed by Xie Liu.

After scanning the camera, two or three people dressed in modern clothes were found in it.

"What do you call it?" asked the man in the lead.

No one answered, Xie Liu, the one who heard the sound first.

She cried in horror, as if she was still stepping on the body and fell down. A thud sound rang out of the picture.

The man glanced at the sight, then withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the left side of the camera.

The people behind him were far away from him, looking like they didn't dare to get close.

"Ye Qing." The answer is Ye Qing.

Judging from the direction where the sound came out and the focus of the man's gaze, he was also watching Ye Qing before.

"Ning Zhe." The man took another breath of cigarettes, spitting out the smoke rings, and said, "Come with me. Let's find a place to sit down and talk."

"General!" someone shouted behind him. It was a standard dialect, but it was understood by people with a little thought.

This name made the camera shake.

Ning Zhe ignored him, turned around and left, and the person behind him separated and said without saying a word.

Qingye's people followed Ning Che directly without fear.

The camera didn't turn, but the people who were photographed had ferocious faces and greedy eyes, but they didn't take action.

The small footsteps gradually became louder.

Xie Liu shouted "Wait for me" with no confidence and seemed to be chasing me.

They followed Ning Che to the cafeteria.

Ning Zhe greeted them casually and asked them to sit down.

Others followed in, but they still kept a distance and dared not get too close.

Ning Che sat alone on one side, and Qingye's people sat opposite him. Three people were sitting on the long bench, and Xie Liu seemed to be standing behind them and dared not stay away.

"Are you here to find this little girl?" Ning Zhe asked, his eyes floating slightly, probably looking at Xie Liu.

Xie Liu sobbed, and was very scared of Ning Che.

"To be precise, we came to investigate the labor reform farm. We looked for Miss Xie and another Mr. Zhu, all by the way." Wu Ling replied.

Ning Zhe glanced at him, "Another child?"

"Yes."

"He ran away." Ning Zhe said.

He kept smoking, but the cigarette he held his fingers never got shorter, nor did the ash fall off, and it looked like an electronic cigarette.

"Can he leave here?" Wu Ling asked back.

"No. This is our territory. There is also a territory in front of it, which are the former formal workers. They said they were formal workers, which is the name, right?" Ning Che did not ask Qingye's people, but raised his chin and asked others.

The Minqing accent answer: "Yes, it's a formal worker."

Ning Che nodded.

"Is it divided by weeds?" Wu Ling asked.

"Yes. There were several farms. There were probably only one you saw. It wasn't back then." Ning Zhe shook his head, "This is all the past, there is nothing to say."

"So, let's talk about the reasons for the formation of this place. The Xu Dynasty's capital guards and the Snake Lord." Wu Ling said.

There was a commotion around.

Ning Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly, "You know a lot."

"You were the ones who were killed by the sky back then?!" a man jumped up and shouted.

The camera turned to that person.

Perhaps after understanding the man's words with a strong accent for a while, Wu Ling replied: "No. As far as I know, no one knows the identity of that person back then. No one in the family recognized the identity of several sects and families. Those who know that, that is, the Snake Lord was destroyed, or it may be that someone and Snake Lord died together. The matter was solved simply and neatly."

In the camera, those people's faces were filled with anger and hatred.

Ning Zhe said, "In the Imperial Guards, some people died at the hands of the Snake Lord and turned into ghosts by him, and some were sacrificed alive by a man who claimed to be a stone destiny."

The camera moved to Ning Zhe's face.
Chapter completed!