"Impersonating me?" Du Lai asked, furrowing his brow. "Did anything happen to you all?"
"No, nothing." Shen Mo replied, "The paper figure didn't seem to attack us, but this raises questions about why it appeared at our room door?"
Was it merely to scare people and add a sense of horror to the game?
Everyone was at a loss.
Bai Youwei said, "Let's first talk about the corpse-bearing woman."
Spotting pen and paper on the table, Du Lai picked them up to draw a rough sketch.
There were twenty-three households in the village, each represented by a square on his sketch. He roughly drew out a distribution map and circled two points at the extreme east and west—
"There's an old willow tree on the east, an old locust tree on the west. Based on the scenes I've seen and the traces left by the wheels, the path of the corpse-bearing woman is approximately like this..."
