The end of the soul, the torrent of life, nirvana after death, the evil ghost behind the Bodhisattva...

The village chief just looked at the scroll without saying anything, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Fang Jun smiled and said, "Actually, another purpose of showing this to you is that I hope you can tell me the specific situation of this place. In our case, even in our country, What happened in this village before Dr. Wu came."

Without saying a word, his hand as old as rotten wood slowly closed the scroll.

"If... it's not convenient to say it, then I won't force it. Just to solve the case, it seems that everyone should be honest with each other. We have decided to stay, so there is nothing to hide from you..."

The candlelight slowly swayed my body in the room, and the flickering light melted the awkward atmosphere in the room.

It seemed that he had no intention of speaking out.

"In that case, I won't bother you anymore," Fang Jun stood up, "I'll take my leave."

It can be regarded as unwillingness, after all, at this time, everyone should be honest and honest, but it is obvious that although the people in this village left him, they did not seem to have trust in him, just like the embarrassment encountered by Shen Ru.

Without cooperation, there will be no progress. Without cooperation, there will be no progress.

Fang Jun decided to give up.

If no one wants you to help, then what's the point of helping?

When I walked to the door, I just put my hand on the handle when I suddenly heard a gentle cough behind me, and the movement of holding the door handle stopped abruptly.

Huh-huh-

Gusts of wind rushed in through the half-open wooden window, stirring up the candlelight in the darkness.

"If I want to talk about it, I might have to start from twenty days ago, that is, before the fourth day after Dr. Wu came..."

The thick trunks of the dense trees in the jungle are like hands wrapped around every inch of soil in the village. The moonlight penetrates through the gaps between the leaves, showing mottled effects, and outlines and circles on the ground.

Quiet.

A simple village with no electricity and no entertainment activities is always so quiet at night. All people adhere to the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, which makes everything here become so sparse. usually.

Even in the almost suffocating silence now, I couldn't notice anything strange at all.

Wow - wow -

A few crows flew through the woods above the village, pulling on the influence of the moonlight, and finally fell silent.

midnight.

Snap!

Suddenly a door was pushed open, and a disheveled woman rushed out, running barefoot towards the center of the village, panting and sweating profusely, but he seemed to be running tirelessly, with a look in his eyes. of panic and fear.

It seems to be an ominous omen.

The most special thing about the extremely quiet night is the butterfly effect that even a small sound can cause an uproar.

In the village that was still asleep just now, the lights in every house gradually turned on. Everyone opened the door, dragged their tired bodies, walked out, rubbed their fluffy sleepy eyes and looked up. sky.

Who is still walking around the village so late?
Chapter completed!