The Mystery of Snow Hidden Village

My name is Lin Xiaobai, a junior, and the president of the reasoning club. That day, I received a letter. The envelope was black and it said in red pen: "Do you dare to come to Xueyin Village?" I laughed. These days, even threatening letters are included. I took a photo and sent it to the group: "Sisters, free hot spring + suspense script killing, who will participate?" As a result, six people came. Then, on the first night, the first one died. An outrageous death. In the middle of the snow, face up, eyes open, not a single footprint around. I squatted next to the corpse, holding a lollipop in my mouth, and murmured: "Hey, this game is interesting."