"It will come when it comes, right?"

The white-haired old man said to the air, but his eyes were looking in another direction.

"We are all old friends, and you are still like this."

The figure who came was the village chief who everyone thought was trapped in the old house, but his current image was really miserable.

His body was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, there was a long and thin wound on his forehead, and all the white hair on his head had been pulled out.

The potholes are very scary.

"You're not much better, how are things going?"

He wiped away the blood that was about to drip into his eyes, with an imperceptible calculation in his eyes.

"Of course it's done beautifully, and we can close the net when the time comes."

The two of them have joined forces a long time ago, one is working openly and the other is working secretly.

They hid it from all the villagers and made the arrangements clear.

For five years, they had been meeting secretly in private for that matter.

"Are those two people here?"

"Don't worry, they are already in the village and have even entered the old house."

"These things should be put to an end!"

The village chief bent his back and walked side by side with the old man. The direction they were going was on the mountain behind the village.

The sky was bright and the sun was just right, but I felt a chill on the way to the back mountain.

The temperature here is obviously too cold.

But the two of them seemed to have no feeling and kept walking inside.

The temperature gets lower the further inside.

The priest came here after stopping at the corner, and happened to see the two people talking.

Just don't show up and follow them to see what they are going to do. There is definitely something fishy about these two people.

From their conversation just now, we can see that it is not simple. The old man who was isolated by the villagers actually hooked up with the village chief.

I don't know what I'm doing.

The priest was at a certain safe distance from them, but they wouldn't notice him following him.

The further you go, the cooler the temperature becomes. The temperature here has definitely dropped by more than ten degrees.

It's still hot summer outside, but the wind is biting here.

But the two old men in front were not affected at all, and they were obviously experienced.

"No one has been here before."

"Don't worry, they don't even dare to go out at night and don't have the guts to come here."

The white-haired old man said to the village chief.

The village chief looked at the white-haired old man.

"You have lived there for so many years, and I have wronged your brother."

"What's the matter? It's all worth it!"

They are biological brothers, but their parents are divorced, and the white-haired old man lived outside with his mother before returning decades ago.

The village chief has always lived in a small village with his father. Later, when he became the village chief, he never left the village.

Most of the people who knew their identities were dead, and no one knew that the old man who suddenly returned to his hometown was the village chief's biological brother.

This is why the villagers later agreed to let him live far away from the village, under the mountains behind.

This also allows him to get closer to the back mountain. As long as villagers come here, they will never be able to hide from his sight.

This is the only road leading to the back mountain, and the white-haired old man lives here.

"It's been hard on you these past years."

The village chief patted him on the shoulder, with an unclear look in his cloudy eyes.

"Here we go, I've taken good care of this over the years."

The surrounding trees gradually became sparse, and there were two small earthen graves in an open space in front of them, with a stone slab stuck in the soil in front of them.

There were several pieces of white cloth hanging on both sides, and there were paper money on the ground.

The white-haired old man took out a stack of paper money from his bag, lit it and placed it in front of one of the graves.

This is the grave of his son Li Wen, and next to it is the grave of his brother, the village chief's son.

When he took his son back to the village, his son and the village chief's son played together, and they were together when something happened.

As a result, both of them died here. The place where they had the accident was the back mountain.

That was decades ago, when his son was still in his teens, and a pair of foreign students came to their village for a tour.

Those students should be art students, they had drawing boards and some tools. The teacher they led gave them money and stayed in their village temporarily.

One day, a group of students were going to Back Mountain, but the climate in Back Mountain was a bit weird and dangerous.

He also tried to persuade him, but those people were probably not afraid of tigers even after they were born, so after being stopped by them, they secretly left in the middle of the night.

His son happened to see it that day, so he asked the village chief's son to go with him.

In the end, something happened to everyone.

"You said that if you hadn't gone to eat that meal, it wouldn't have turned out like this."

He handed a wad of paper money to his brother and sighed in a low voice.

"Maybe."

Throwing some paper money, fire reflected in his pupils.

Are they just here to visit graves?

The priest who followed me was also a little confused. I've been following you for so long, and you just show me this.

But the matter was not over yet. After burning the paper money, the two old men walked towards another lonely tombstone in the distance.

There isn't even a small pit here, just a few words engraved on a wooden board to distinguish it.

What is engraved on it is not the name of the deceased, but "Tomb of xx" because I don't know what that person's name is.

Her bones were also incomplete, with only a few amputated limbs inside, and the rest were in various corners of the village.

After five years, you may not be able to tell the difference anymore.

"let's start."

After the village chief finished speaking in a deep voice, he took out a wooden hairpin. This wooden hairpin was exactly the same as what the priest saw.

But this wooden hairpin was covered with hair. The length of the hair reached the ground, and it was black and shiny.

At first glance, you can tell that it has been carefully cared for. This woman has spent a lot of effort to grow her hair so long.

"good."

The white-haired old man took out another broken wooden hairpin, and something magical happened. The hair on the two wooden hairpins started to grow crazily when they touched each other.

The ends of the two wooden hairpins began to intertwine and became one.

The priest also noticed something was wrong, something was displayed on the bracelet.

Special props: Twin wooden hairpins (incomplete)

Function: Exchange identities, disrupt cause and effect

Explanation: Is the swapped identity really what you want?

"This prop is still incomplete, and its function is so incredible!"

Although the function of this prop seems to be of little use to him, its ability to disrupt cause and effect is quite unnatural.

After seeing this function description, he understood that the identities of the woman and the bald woman should have been interchanged.

I just don’t know why the bald woman seems to have forgotten something. The hair shouldn’t be hers. The other person is the businessman’s wife.
Chapter completed!