The woman's shrill screams came from a distance.

Even if he couldn't see it, Bai Youwei could imagine the scene of a woman being tied to a stone pillar and enduring the burning of fire.

The little girl in front of her was still slapping the ball, looking innocent, as if the person who was about to be burned to death was just an irrelevant person.

Bai Youwei suppressed the strangeness in her heart and continued to ask her: "Why are we all wetwolfs? Will we become werewolfs at night?"

The girl didn't speak, lowered her head and patted the ball, as if she couldn't hear Bai Youwei's voice.

Bai Youwei asked a few more questions but still received no answer.

Shen Mo said: "It seems that she will not provide any other clues anymore. Let's go to the village chief to ask."

Bai Youwei pursed her lips, nodded, and left here with Shen Mo.

They walked around the front door, headed towards the square from one side of the house, and walked a few steps. Bai Youwei couldn't help but stop and looked back at the little girl.

——She was still slapping the ball, bang, bang, bang, the rhythm was unchanged, dull and weird, making the scalp numb.

Bai Youwei withdrew her gaze and was about to leave when she saw a pot of flowers on the windowsill and was stunned.

"Look..." She grabbed Shen Mo's hand and asked in surprise, "She didn't burn all the grass, she left a bunch of it."

Shen Mo looked over and frowned, "Do you think the pot is blue?"

"It's blooming..." Bai Youwei stared at the pot of flowers and murmured in a low voice, "Maybe... those plants have something to do with her mother's transformation into a werewolf."

Shen Mo thought for a while and looked at the little girl who was slapped the ball in the yard, "It seems that she won't tell us more, so I'd better ask the village chief."

The longer you stay in this place, the more uneasy you feel.

...

The screams stopped at some point. When Shen Mo and Bai Youwei rushed to the small square, the crowd had already dispersed, and more than ten people were left around the stone pillars to watch the flames burning.

The person in the flames was gone, only a charred and blurred body was left, with an indescribable smell all over the place...

The village chief stood not far away, smoking slowly.

There was no trace of Hans and others, and I don’t know what they were planning.

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo walked to the village chief and inquired about the little girl:

"She said that the people who live in the werewolf village are all werewolfs. Does the villagers need any opportunity to turn into werewolfs?"

The village chief was not surprised at all and replied with a normal expression: "Oh... It's true that this is true. After all, we are descendants of humans and werewolfs. While inheriting the power of werewolfs, they also inherit the tyranny in the werewolf's blood. However, we are a friendly and gentle group, and we will only occasionally restless on full moon nights. The rules in the village require every villager to stay in his own house at night and not be bathed in the moonlight, so naturally there will be no accident."

This is also one of the rules of the game: villagers are not allowed to leave the house every night.

Bai Youwei asked: "In addition to bathing in the moonlight, are there any other ways to make the villagers turn into werewolf at night?"

The village chief thought for a while and replied: "Even a person with a pure heart and a person who does not forget to pray at night will inevitably turn into a wolf on the full moon night when the aconitum grass blooms."

"Aconite grass..." Shen Mo frowned, "Is it the kind of grass with small blue flowers?"

The village chief was stunned, "Have you seen it?"

He shook his head again: "...This is impossible. Many years ago, the aconite grass near the village had been burned down and could not appear again. The villagers would turn into wolves because of curses... because of curses."

Bai Youwei thought he was treacherous, "I don't know if it's aconite, it looks like an ordinary weed, with cracked leaves and blue-purple petals, right on the windowsill of the burned woman's house."
Chapter completed!