After thinking for a moment, Zhang Qizheng walked back to the room. On the table were the medicinal materials left by Li Bai and some other miscellaneous items. He picked out a paper bag from it and opened it to contain incense ash, which was left by Tang Qisheng. It just comes in handy now.
As Jiang Cheng walked through the mist, the feeling of depression was always with him. They separated according to Fu Qing's request, and formed into groups of two to join the villagers' search team.
Fatty followed Jiang Cheng closely, and a group of seven of them walked along the dirt road in the village, looking towards the center of the village.
The other two teams were the duo of Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie, as well as Yao, Shunyu and Shao Tong. When they parted, Shao Tong nodded to Jiang Cheng, signaling that he would keep an eye on Yao, Shunyu.
The village shrouded in fog completely changed its appearance. The visibility was very low, only a few meters away. The farther away places were wrapped in the fog, making shadows blurry. The fat man felt guilty. He didn't know that those shadows were buildings in the village. , there is still something ghostly Dong XZ in the mist.
The group of people walked in vain, like a group of headless flies stumbling around. The ominous premonition in Jiang Cheng's heart became clearer. If he was really looking for someone, it would be useless to just walk in such a visual environment, even if he was separated by a few meters. It is also very likely that you will miss it, you should shout, the village is not big, shouting is more effective than anything else.
So... this must be a trap, to lure the tiger away from the mountain. After confirming this, Jiang Cheng took advantage of the villagers not paying attention, reached into his pocket, and blindly typed a warning to Zhang Qizheng who was left behind.
The closer he got to the center of the village, the more cautious Jiang Cheng became. However, a long time passed and the huge black shadow hidden behind the mist in the dream did not appear. In the center of the village, Jiang Cheng did not see anything similar to the shrine. Similar buildings, the whole village was immersed in a decaying silence, like the corpse of a giant beast.
The villagers who led the way just walked blindly, without looking back, and without any verbal communication. There was only a "rustling" sound made by the soles of their shoes rubbing against the ground.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, footsteps suddenly sounded in the mist ahead. Jiangcheng Fatty immediately became alert until a figure emerged from the mist, "Finally found you!" The visitor breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, we have found you." Sorry, I’m really troubling you.”
"Where did you find it?" Jiang Cheng asked, adhering to the idea that he must do a complete show.
"In her old house, Xiuling went back to look for her grandfather's relics. As a result, she passed out from crying after seeing the things and missing them." The visitor looked at the sky and urged: "Anyway, don't worry anymore. Now It's almost night, you guys, please go back quickly."
The group turned back and met another group of people as they approached the yard. Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng in the group finally felt relieved after seeing Fatty Jiangcheng.
"You guys go back and rest first, we have to take care of Xiuling."
Before reaching the yard, the villagers said their goodbyes and left. At this moment, the fog had not dissipated. Several people watched the villagers' backs gradually disappear into the fog, feeling as if they were being swallowed up bit by bit.
The fat man stepped forward and knocked on the door, but as soon as he knocked, a surprising scene appeared. The door suddenly opened a gap, and the courtyard door... was actually unlocked.
Jiang Cheng pulled the fat man behind him, and the four of them immediately stepped back.
The courtyard was quiet, and the scene in the courtyard could be seen through the gaps, but the courtyard was no longer a shelter. It was filled with fog and visibility was extremely limited.
Taking out his mobile phone, Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated and called Zhang Qizheng directly. A few seconds later, the ringtone of the mobile phone came from the side of the courtyard. It was a very festive tune, which was in line with the preferences of elderly people like Zhang Qizheng, but in the In the current situation, only weirdness remains.
Jiang Cheng hung up the phone decisively.
problem occurs!
Something must have happened!
Putting aside the door issue, Zhang Qizheng is not a newbie, and he will never turn on his cell phone ringtone to expose himself.
The moment the cell phone rang, everyone knew that Zhang Qizheng was in serious danger. Suddenly, he thought that Li Bai was still in the room, and the fat man became a little anxious.
Tang Qisheng stepped forward and gently opened the door. Before he could make any next move, Jiang Cheng stopped him. Jiang Cheng pointed to the ground behind the door. Fatty Zhu Jie's expression suddenly changed. He saw behind the threshold. The ground was sprinkled with a layer of incense ash, and the ashes were covered with triangular footprints.
There were many footprints and they were very messy. Jiang Cheng could imagine the lively scene.
"Those villagers have been here!"
The four people in Jiangcheng stepped away from the incense ashes and jumped into the courtyard. They were not very worried about their own safety, because judging from the direction of the footprints, those things had already left the courtyard gate.
Incense ash and small footprints were also found outside the door of Li Bai's room, but as the ajar door was pushed open, Li Bai, who was originally lying on the bed, disappeared.
"Those things are here for Li Bai." Tang Qisheng looked around, "They took away Li Bai while we were away to prepare for that damn resurrection ceremony!"
The four people immediately came to their room, where the cell phone ringtone came from. There were traces of smoothing on the ground outside the door, and there were still incense ash residue on the edge.
Jiang Cheng held his breath and opened the door. The scene he saw made everyone tremble unconsciously. He saw Zhang Qizheng, his neck wrapped around an old sheet, hanging high under the beam, his hands hanging down weakly. On his side, a pair of eyes that had long lost their luster were protruding exaggeratedly, staring in the direction of the door.
There is a chair lying upside down on the ground. At first glance, it looks like the scene of suicide by hanging from a beam.
"It was those disguised villagers who did it!" Fatty concluded immediately, "Mr. Zhang must have had a premonition of danger, so he sprinkled incense ash all over the yard!"
But now those incense ashes have become the most important evidence, with clear footprints left on them.
Tang Qisheng paused for a moment and did not choose to check the body. Instead, he left the room and went straight to a remote corner of the courtyard wall. When he returned later, his expression became extremely unnatural. Jiang Cheng left the fat man to watch the scene, and Zhu Jie also Stay with the fat man.
"What do you want to say?" The two came to a secluded location, and Jiang Cheng knew that Tang Qisheng must have discovered something.
"You saw Mr. Zhang's death state, right? He was not hanged, but was killed first and then hung." Tang Qisheng glanced at the direction of the room and said quickly: "The person who was hanged was because He struggled violently before his death, the insteps of his feet were tight, and his toes were diagonally directed downwards, while the toes of the corpse were flat."
"what else?"
Jiang Cheng asked. He also saw what Tang Qisheng said. It was not surprising for people like them to be able to see this, and they would not be so mysterious.
"I suspect that Mr. Zhang was not killed by ghosts, but by people." Tang Qisheng lowered his voice.
(End of chapter)
