Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 173 Substitute

Upon seeing Liu Laosan appear, all the excited elderly people instantly stopped talking.

They looked at Liu Laosan with the same yearning eyes, and some of the elderly couldn't help but speak up in an attempt to get an answer.

"Village chief, if we obtain the perfect 'substitute,' we can leave Changsheng Village, right?"

As soon as he said this, all the elderly people around who cared about this trembled and looked at Liu Laosan with excited trembling.

Liu Laosan, his gaze fixed on the center of the circle, chuckled. He ran his hand through his dwindling hair and nodded, saying:

"Of course."

Liu Laosan looked at Yang Wan, who was silently bowing her head among the elderly people, and smiled:

"If anyone still has any questions, they can ask our Grandma Yang Wan."

Yang Wan's body stiffened.

By the time she realized it, she had become the center of attention for all the elderly people, replacing Liu Laosan.

"is that true?!"

An elderly woman who looked somewhat familiar suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Wan's arm. She was clearly very agitated, and her face, which would occasionally transform into that of a young girl, was contorted. At one point, her nose and mouth were even misaligned.

"We'll definitely get out of here, right?"

The repeated, repetitive questions made Yang Wan subconsciously take several steps back. She looked at Liu Laosan, who was smiling at her from behind the crowd, and a chill began to run down her spine.

"...It should be possible."

In the past... those elderly people who obtained "substitutes" were indeed able to leave Changsheng Village.

Yang Wan murmured softly, her response somewhat uncertain.

"She said yes, did you hear me?" the old woman screamed excitedly, grabbing Yang Wan's hand and pulling it upwards, shouting loudly:

"Did you hear that? Both she and the village chief said it's okay!"

In an instant, the area was enveloped in the renewed excitement of the elderly. Everyone disregarded the presence of Village Chief Liu Laosan and cheered with joy.

Liu Laosan stood to the side watching them, but the emotion in his eyes was completely different from the cold and sinister smile on his lips.

Seemingly sensing that Yang Wan was looking at him, Liu Laosan slowly shifted his gaze to Yang Wan.

Yang Wan, who hurriedly looked away, suddenly shuddered.

A few seconds later, when she shakily lifted her eyelids, she found that Liu Laosan still hadn't looked away.

After his eyes met Yang Wan's, Liu Laosan slowly, slowly revealed a big smile to her.

He opened his mouth silently.

Yang Wan paused for a moment, then looked away again.

Liu Laosan said: Aren't you happy?

Yang Wan dared not speak.

She knew there was definitely something wrong with her body, but she was unwilling to think about it or believe that she had committed those murders and even... things.

She would never do such a thing.

Yang Wan slowly clenched her hands, which were hanging by her sides.

She firmly denied having any memories of herself deceiving or even killing other tourists, claiming they were just a dream.

It was just a dream.

Once she leaves Changsheng Village, everything that happened here will disappear.

No one will know the dreams they have had, nor will anyone know what happened in this secluded "Village of Immortality".

Yang Wan closed her eyes.

After watching the elderly cheer and get excited enough, Liu Laosan cleared his throat forcefully, and the sound of coughing silenced all the elderly people again.

Liu Laosan looked up at the sky, which was still filled with raindrops, and slowly curled up his shrunken, flat mouth, revealing his scarlet and purplish gums.

"Well, time is almost up now."

Liu Laosan smiled and said, "All villagers, go and bring your carefully prepared 'gifts' to the ancestral hall."

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This is the scene at the ancestral hall in Changsheng Village.

Zhao Xuan and Mu Gui, the only two who escaped the siege of the strange old man, walked along the mountain path, constantly on guard against any strange creatures watching them, and continued to climb the mountain.

It's called a mountain, but it's actually just a low hillside.

It was only slightly higher than the ground level inside Changsheng Village, which is why they chose it as the location to build the ancestral hall.

"Probably?"

Zhao Xuan smiled as he played with the boomerang in his hand, his gaze involuntarily falling on the surrounding trees and bushes.

Mu Gui nodded hesitantly: "I think so, Brother Zhao, you're really smart..."

Zhao Xuan was very satisfied with this, and he snorted coldly:

"I think so too. I'm much smarter than Yu Shijiu, who only knows how to kill. I don't know how Bishop Zhou could have taken a liking to him..."

Mu Gui didn't dare to speak. He just wiped the raindrops from his eyelashes and followed behind Zhao Xuan, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

Just as the two were almost in sight of the ancestral hall, Zhao Xuan suddenly turned back to look at Mu Gui:

“I’m still very curious,” Zhao Xuan said, scrutinizing Mu Gui from head to toe in a strange tone.

Mu Gui felt a chill run down his spine under his gaze: "Brother Zhao, what are you curious about?"

"I'm just curious about you," Zhao Xuan said nonchalantly. "I don't see anything outstanding about you except that you're obedient. How did the nun choose you as her subordinate?"

Upon hearing the nun's name, Mu Gui's eyes flashed with terror for a moment, but he quickly concealed it, lowering his head and shaking it repeatedly.

"It's an honor that the nun values ​​me, but I really don't know what it was about me that she took a liking to me. I find it very strange... Maybe the nun thinks I'm too incompetent, which is also a kind of attraction..."

“That’s true,” Zhao Xuan thought for a long time but couldn’t find anything outstanding about Mu Gui. He glanced casually at Mu Gui, who was so scared that he didn’t dare to raise his head, and snorted:

"Perhaps it's really as you say, that the nun pitied you."

"Yes Yes……"

Mu Gui nodded repeatedly.

Inside the church meeting room in black robes, outside the screen.

The nun, who had already made a deal with Zhou Yuanyang, slowly straightened up. Her eyes, covered by a strip of cloth, seemed to be looking through the cloth at Mu Gui, who was bowing and agreeing on the screen.

Zhou Yuanyang glanced at the nun and smiled, "This player named Mu Gui seems to have been following you for a long time."

No drug addict has ever survived this long under the nun's care.

The nun's vibrant red lips curved into an exaggerated smile, and she covered her mouth coquettishly, letting out a laugh.

"Hmm...maybe two or three years? Or longer?"

As she spoke, the nun patted her head in confusion, "I really don't remember very clearly."

"Oh?" Zhou Yuan looked up at the nun and said with interest, "So long? I hadn't even come to church three or four years ago."

"Yes, back then Bishop Zhou was the deputy captain of the inspection team."

The nun lowered her head and flicked her exquisitely decorated black nails, completely ignoring Zhou Yuanyang's expression.

“Pastor,” the nun said, “is quite an interesting person.”