Horror Movie Set: This extra is too good at playing the tricks.

Chapter 53 Fragments

Half a finger bobbed in the blood broth, its tip swaying precariously. Hundreds of pairs of green-glowing eyes darted greedily back and forth between the gall bladder and the bowl of meat.

If he dared to say no, these starving villagers would probably pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

"Eat up, Ah Dan, it smells so good!"

The village chief's rotting face loomed close, the stench of decay assaulting the very core of his being.

"It really smells delicious! Anyone would be smitten by this good fortune!" Lu Dan put on a fawning smile, his hands trembling as he reached out and slowly took the broken porcelain bowl.

Satisfaction flashed in the village chief's eyes, and his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

Opportunity is fleeting.

Lu Dan deftly flipped his wrist as he caught the bowl, and steaming flesh and blood splattered all over the village chief's face with a splash. At the same time, his other hand reached into his robes, pulled out a wooden slingshot, and stretched the rubber band taut.

"You should keep this good fortune for yourself!"

"Boom!"

With a crisp thud, at such close range, without even needing to aim, the bullet blasted directly into the village chief's gaping mouth in astonishment.

"Bang!"

A cloud of black smoke suddenly exploded from the back of the village chief's head, and he flew backward, smashing over a row of candles as thick as an arm.

"Ah!" A scream like that of a wild beast pierced the night sky.

The villagers kneeling on the ground froze instantly, hundreds of eyes fixed on this young man who dared to defy the powerful.

Without any hesitation, Lu Dan turned and ran.

To still be concerned with manners at a time like this would be a sign of a lapse in judgment. He used both hands and feet to shove aside the two old ghosts blocking his way and ran wildly towards the village entrance.

"roar--!"

The sound of a zombie horde erupting came from behind him, and hundreds of villagers roared as they rushed toward him like madmen.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Lu Dan glanced back.

The "headless god" riding on Ye Jianguo remained high above, showing no interest in the rebellion taking place beneath his feet.

Fortunately, this BOSS is aloof and cold.

"Get out of here!"

Lu Dan fired a blind shot, the slingshot went off again, and a bullet exploded behind him, sending several villagers who were at the forefront flying.

"Roommate, stop playing dead! If I'm done for, you're done for too. Get moving!"

Lu Dan roared at his left ankle.

A chilling, bone-chilling current flowed up from her ankles and instantly enveloped her thighs.

In an instant, Lu Dan felt his legs go numb, and his speed suddenly increased dramatically, as if he had been equipped with rocket boosters. With each push off the ground, he could leap three or four meters away, and he actually managed to shake off the horde of corpses behind him.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the scenery on both sides turned into distorted afterimages.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the roars behind me gradually faded into the distance.

Lu Dan panicked and rushed up the back mountain in one breath. His lungs felt like they were on fire, but he dared not stop until a small mass grave appeared in front of him. Only then did he suddenly brake and gasp for breath, clutching his knees.

"Huff...huff...what's this?"

The pale moonlight illuminated the two small mounds in front of me.

Lu Dan took out the crumpled sketch from his pocket and compared it with the moonlight. It was indeed the two lonely graves recorded on it.

"The fact that you specifically noted this place means there must be something wrong here."

A strong intuition drove him forward; the secret of Shuangshan Village might be buried in these two graves with similar-sounding names.

He stepped toward the mound on the left with "Yao Yao" written on it. Just as he was about to squat down to examine it, he felt a sharp, slight chill on his neck, and his vision suddenly shifted.

Lu Dan saw the black night sky, the upside-down trees, and finally the familiar headless corpse wearing a dark blue cotton-padded coat, standing quietly in front of the grave, the blood gushing from its neck cavity like blooming spider lilies.

Was that me?

Consciousness abruptly ceased.

......

......

"what!"

Lu Dan suddenly sat up in bed, clutching his neck tightly with both hands and swallowing air in large gulps.

Fine beads of cold sweat streamed down his body, soaking his clothes. A sharp pain, as if his head were being split in two, surged through him, as if someone were sawing back and forth across the nerves in his neck with a dull saw.

"Damn it!"

He rubbed his temples and waited a full two minutes before the stares in his eyes disappeared.

Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window. Lu Dan immediately reached into his robes and pulled out his deadly weapon, disguised as a slingshot; he only had four psionic bullets left.

"Did you use two pills last night?"

Lu Dan looked at the empty magazine and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

This scenario is likely similar to an extremely difficult two-player cooperative game, except that the two players have to control the same body at different times, and there is no voice channel, so it all depends on guesswork.

"Two bullets saved my life. What earth-shattering thing did 'I' do last night?"

Lu Dan got out of bed, only to find his legs aching.

He pushed open the door. The courtyard was quiet, and the door to the east wing was ajar. Lu Dan went inside and saw that the bed was empty. Da Lu, who had been lying there half-dead last night, was gone, along with his luggage.

After pondering for a while, Lu Dan roughly understood the situation.

He turned and walked towards the west wing, expecting it to be an empty room, but when he opened the door, there was a figure curled up on the bed.

"Sister Zhang Min?"

Lu Dan strode over. The girl, wrapped in a blanket, was shivering. Hearing the footsteps, she shrank into a ball like a startled rabbit.

"Don't come any closer, I didn't see anything, I don't know anything."

"It's me, A-Dan." Lu Dan suddenly threw off the blanket and grabbed her shoulders.

Zhang Min raised her head, her delicate face filled with despair, her eyes sunken, making her look as if she had aged more than ten years.

"Hey? Why are you the only one here? Where's Team Leader Ye? Didn't you all go to the village chief last night to demand an explanation?" Lu Dan stared into her eyes.

Upon hearing the words "Team Leader Ye," Zhang Min's pupils contracted, and her body trembled violently.

"Team Leader Ye..." She opened her mouth, but it felt like a thorn was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with him?" Lu Dan pressed.

Zhang Min just shook her head and nodded frantically. Then she buried her head in her knees, letting out suppressed sobs: "I can't say... I can't say... It's God... Everything is God..."

It seems we won't get anything out of her; the girl's mental defenses have completely collapsed.

Lu Dan released her hand and covered her with the blanket again.

Ye Jianguo is probably in grave danger.

The current situation is that of a four-person team, three are missing and one has gone mad.

"A perfect start," Lu Dan said with a self-deprecating laugh, then turned and walked out of the house.

Since these people can't be relied upon, I'll have to figure out the plot myself.

Based on the previous situation, it is estimated that there should be some clues on the back mountain, so we must go up the back mountain again.

As soon as I stepped out of the courtyard gate, a shadow blocked the sunlight.

The old village chief stood at the door with his hands behind his back, smiling broadly, his face looking exceptionally ruddy.

"Adan, you're awake?" the village chief's voice was kind. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Lu Dan, though puzzled, smiled sheepishly and said, "Thanks to you, I slept soundly until dawn. It's just that my neck is a bit stiff and hurts a lot."

"Oh dear, you'd better watch out." The village chief said meaningfully, "It's good for young people to be sleepy, but they shouldn't let it interfere with their work."

"Is it serious business?" Lu Dan asked.

"Today is a good day!"

The village chief pointed in the direction of the old locust tree: "Tuanzi and Gouzi, who usually call you by name, have been chosen to cleanse the statue of the gods today and are very busy, so I, the old man, have come to call you personally."

His cloudy old eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an unsettling chill: "Let's go, Adan, the whole village, young and old, are kneeling there, just waiting for you to go... to kneel before the gods."