Chapter 120 Courtyard

"Sinking into the pond?" Pei Gan thought for a moment.

Although everyone is modern, thanks to TV dramas and movies, they have heard of the cruel punishments in feudal society, so they did not show any surprise.

"As the principal offender, even if she is dead, I think the police will come to find her body," Zhou Rong looked up at the village chief and said, "Otherwise, who can prove that she is really dead?"

As Zhou Rong asked this question, his eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep across Jiang Cheng's face, as if expecting the latter's response.

But he obviously thought too much.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and roasted the fire, comfortable like a lazy cat.

Zhou Rong had no choice but to retract his gaze. He originally thought that the village chief's description of Zhao Xiangmei would remind the latter of someone, that his eyes changed slightly, and the face of the terrifying woman hiding in the dark room of Anping Hotel appeared in his mind.

Zhou Rong had a hypothesis in his mind: Could it be that Zhao Xiangmei didn't die in reality, but survived in some unknown way, and finally came to Anping Town and hid in the Anping Hostel.

Although it sounds like a fantasy, Zhou Rong, who has experienced 5 missions, knows that nightmares are extremely weird places, and even the most ridiculous things can happen here.

The only important thing is whether there is enough evidence to support the hypothesis.

Or clues.

"Zhao Xiangmei is really dead," the village chief sighed, "I can assure you of this, because I was at the scene when the body was thrown, and her body was icy cold. I touched it and went home and had nightmares for several days in a row. It is definitely not the temperature of a living person!"

Zhou Rong seemed a little aggressive at this moment, "Then where is the body?"

"At the bottom of the pond in the back mountain."

"Didn't the police organize people to fish it out later?" This time it was Penfold who spoke up, hugging his knees, with an expression like a child listening to a horror story.

The village chief shook his head slowly, his eyes grimly saying: "You don't know the deep pool in the back mountain. It's very strange there, and the water temperature is extremely low all year round. Whether it's a person or something, as long as they fall into it, they will disappear without a trace."

He licked his lips and suddenly lowered his voice, "The old people in the village said that it leads to the underworld."

Chen Xiaomeng sneered when he heard it. She didn't know whether it led to the underworld, but there was always a problem.

"Tomorrow we will go to the deep pool in the back mountain to take a look," Zhou Rong said, and then he seemed to remember something, "Is the stone tablet with the curse still there?"

"It's still there," the village chief nodded.

After saying this, the dark man who had been silent all the time suddenly came over and said to the village chief with an embarrassed look: "Village chief," and then he pointed out the window with his eyes.

Everyone looked out the window with their eyes, and it was completely dark.

The village chief who saw this scene became nervous instantly. He thought he had covered it up well, but how could he escape the eyes of the people in front of him.

"Maybe the village is not safe at night," Zhou Rong first looked out the window, then turned back, stared at the village chief with a smile, and observed his reaction.

"Everyone, please go to bed early, we won't disturb you," the village chief quickly stood up and winked at the dark-skinned man, who immediately began to bend over and pack up.

When the things were almost packed, the two pushed the door and left.

Before leaving, the village chief promised to take everyone to the deep pool in the back mountain early tomorrow morning, and also warned everyone not to walk around at night and stay in the house.

Everyone knew the reason even if he didn't say it.

After the village chief and the other two left, everyone held a brief meeting. At the meeting, Zhou Rong was very obsessed with the deep pool in the back mountain and thought there would be clues there.

Pei Gan was still conservative. He suggested asking around the village first, and then going to the deep pool in the back mountain when the time was right.

Later, he put forward a very scary, but somewhat reasonable hypothesis.

"Perhaps coming to the deep pool, or seeing the stone tablet with the curse written on it, is the condition for triggering the curse." He slowly swept his eyes over everyone, his voice deep and steady, making people feel very reliable.

"Will it be like this?"

Benfu was so scared that his face turned pale. He was already in a state of vacillation and immediately prepared to turn to Pei Gan's faction.

Just as everyone was arguing about whether to go tomorrow and when to go to the deep pool in the back mountain, Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his right hand straight.

From the first person noticing him to everyone stopping arguing and looking at him, it took only 10 seconds in total.

Zhou Rong's face was strange for a moment, but he still asked: "Mr. Yin, do you have anything to say?"

"Actually, it's nothing," Jiang Cheng put down his hand, then looked around and said: "I just think this yard is very strange. It seems that people often come to live here, but it also seems to be abandoned for a long time."

There are many smart people here, and almost instantly, someone reacted to the meaning of his words.

From the outside, this magnificent courtyard is really dilapidated. Not to mention the gate, some places that originally seemed to have some flowers and plants have become overgrown with weeds because no one has taken care of them for many years.

But judging from the environment inside the room, it is not the case.

There are residual coal slag in the stove, and several large bamboo baskets are piled up near the corner of the wall.

Lift the lid and you will find charcoal inside.

The dark-skinned man came empty-handed, but he brought in a bundle of firewood in just a moment, indicating that there is a place to store firewood near this courtyard.

All this shows that there should be people living here all the time. Zhang Cheng stood up and pushed open the door on one side. The room was dark, but he could still see several plain quilts on the earthen kang covered with mats.

The quilts were neatly folded.

Although they were worn out, they were clean and didn't smell bad.

Yu Man lowered her head, and the firelight in the stove made her face flicker. "That is to say," she said slowly, "the people living here don't help clean the yard. They just live here and don't plan to live here for a long time."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Gan, Zhou Rong, and Chen Xiaomeng's eyes lit up at the same time.

Aren't they talking about them?

They came to investigate the case, so they naturally wouldn't live here for a long time, and they wouldn't go to great lengths to help clean up the yard and take care of the plants. All they need is a place to rest.

Zhou Rong looked at everyone and lowered his voice and said, "Do you remember what the hotel owner said?"

"Those missing exorcists?" Jiang Zhongyi's eyes widened. He was a Christian and was more accustomed to using the word "devil" to describe those unsolvable and terrifying existences.

Now everyone's eyes became terrified.

According to their reasoning, those talented people who were hired by the village with a lot of money should have lived here, and then they disappeared strangely.

Never appeared again.