The sound of struggles and collisions in the wooden house also stopped abruptly at this time.
"He's dead." The girl in green clothes took Jiang Chen and walked out a few steps. She looked at the house that had returned to its lifeless appearance and patted Jiang Chen's shoulder. "Now it's your turn. Go ask that monster. It Where did you hide Mrs. Jia?"
Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at her hand on his shoulder: "Okay, let me go and I'll ask it."
The girl in green clothes narrowed her eyes slightly: "How can I rest assured if you go alone? I'll go with you."
Jiang Chen said: "You are too murderous and will scare it. It is more convenient for me to go alone."
He patted the hand on his shoulder, his eyes extremely sincere, "Don't worry, I guarantee with my personality that I will never run away from the battle."
The girl in green clothes retracted her hand like an electric shock, glared at him with a murderous look, and said coldly: "If you dare to lie to me, I will also guarantee you a peach blossom assassin's personality and make you die in an ugly way!"
Jiang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to straighten her wrinkled clothes, and strode forward with his head held high.
When passing by Chiyang, Chiyang said in a low voice: "Be careful."
"Don't worry, I won't take your own life for granted!"
Jiang Chen laughed a few times, climbed up the short slope, walked outside the fence, and said loudly towards the silent wooden house: "The distinguished guest is here, Mrs. Jia, why don't you go out to greet us!"
There was no movement in the cabin.
Jiang Chen waited for a while and clearly felt that there was a pair of sinister eyes in the room looking at him through the crack in the door, but he did not respond to his greeting.
He also began to feel uneasy, wondering if he had guessed wrong?
If this is the case, what I am doing is really putting a sheep in the tiger's mouth...
However, the big words have already been spoken, and the arrow is on the string and must be fired.
Feeling the gazes of Chi Yang and Taohua Assassin behind him, Jiang Chen bit the bullet, climbed over the fence, came to stand in front of the house, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Mrs. Jia, can I come in? ?”
He emphasized the word "Mrs. Jia" just to test the monster's reaction.
But the room was quiet, and it was unknown where the monster was hiding. Even its breathing was hidden. Only a pair of cold eyes in the dark made Jiang Chen's scalp tingle instinctively.
Jiang Chen quietly swallowed his saliva, slowly pushed the door open a crack, and said, "I'm coming in, Mrs. Jia, please forgive me——"
The voice stopped abruptly.
The scene he saw through the crack in the door made Jiang Chen's heart skip a beat, and the second half of his words got stuck in his throat——
The tiger-headed monster was sitting at the table. On the table were two bowls of steaming soup. Sitting opposite was the man it had kidnapped—
The man was leaning against the back of the chair. He had multiple wounds on his body, his neck and face were bloody, and his face looked horrified. He was already dead.
His eyes were still wide open, staring straight at Jiang Chen, as if he had endless grievances and fears to express.
The tiger-headed monster's scarlet vertical pupils, the dead man's malicious eyes, Chi Yang's worried gaze, and the peach blossom assassin's cold gaze, each with their own emotions, as if they had substance, all converged on Jiang Chen at this moment.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Jiang Chen's forehead, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.
"Gudong." Jiang Chen's throat moved, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly opened the door further with his right hand.
The fresh and thick smell of blood hit his face.
Thoughts flashed through Jiang Chen's mind, and he stepped slowly towards the monster at the table in a cautious and non-hostile manner.
The tiger-headed monster stared at him coldly, its throat making a threatening noise.
"Relax, relax... I don't mean any harm..." Jiang Chen soothed softly, "Mrs. Jia, I was entrusted by Fourth Master Jia to come here to take you home."
There was no trace of human expression on the ferocious face of the tiger-headed monster. Its pupils were still narrowed to a single point and its posture remained unchanged, but Jiang Chen could feel that its hostility had weakened.
Guessed it!
This tiger-headed monster is indeed Mrs. Jia!
The guidance of "Trace of the Void" was indeed correct!
Jiang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But the bigger puzzle is yet to come!
——Why did Mrs. Jia, who was delicate and elegant but powerless, turn into such a ferocious tiger-headed monster?
——Why did she kidnap a human man and place him at the table to kill him?
——Were all the corpses in the hole outside the house kidnapped and killed by her like this man?
Guessing Mrs. Jia's identity is only the first step in unraveling the mystery. Jiang Chen had no clue about the many remaining questions.
Jiang Chen's eyes inadvertently swept across the tiger-headed monster's hands.
Those hands, or claws, were as slender as ghosts as the girl in green clothes said. Just as Mr. Jia said, he was wearing a sparkling ruby ring.
At this moment, the right paw is holding a pair of chopsticks.
According to what Jiang Chen saw along the way, chopsticks were both tableware and weapons for monsters. Perhaps it was the pair of chopsticks that pierced the body of the man opposite him just now, giving him the final blow.
But at the moment, Jiang Chen intuitively believed that the monster holding the chopsticks simply wanted to eat.
Why eat over corpses?
And even put a bowl of soup specially for the corpse?
"Mrs. Jia, you..." Jiang Chen said slowly, "Are you holding some kind of ceremony?"
The scarlet color in the monster's eyes became more and more intense, its ferocious face was violently distorted, and a mournful low moan came from its throat, as if Jiang Chen's words aroused sadness.
However, Jiang Chen was quite uncomfortable with its inhuman eyes, and secretly thought that if the ceremony it was about to perform was "dining with a hundred corpses at the same table", then his little life would be regarded as that of a sheep. Entering the tiger's mouth, sacrificing one's life to become a benevolent person.
Judging from the mutilated corpses in the cave, such an evil ritual is not impossible.
"Mrs. Jia, have you become like this because you were bewitched by some kind of witchcraft?" Jiang Chen probed, "Do you know how to undo this witchcraft?"
The monster stood up quickly.
Once its tall body stood up, it immediately felt a strong sense of oppression, which immediately aroused Jiang Chen's alarm, and he took three steps back.
If reason hadn't overwhelmed fear and reminded Jiang Chen that there was a peach blossom assassin waiting outside, he would have rushed out of the door and left this hellish place as quickly as possible, never to come back again.
The monster picked up the male corpse on the chair opposite and threw it into the corner like a rag doll. Then he turned around, pointed at the empty chair, and made an invitation gesture to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen looked at the blood stains remaining on the chair and swallowed silently.
'What does it mean, you want me to replace the male corpse and become the new guest? '
The monster waved to Jiang Chen and purred impatiently.
Jiang Chen's feet were as heavy as lead, his eyes rolled rapidly, and he said, "Can I ask one last question?"
