Chapter 124 Missing

"Village chief! Village chief!" A man ran in from outside, shouting as he ran: "Another incident happened in the town!"

Hearing this, the village chief's already strange eyes seemed to have found a focus. He immediately looked at Pei Gan, who he thought was the leader of the group, "Master," he said in panic: "Where did the fat brother among you go?"

Pei Gan swallowed the steamed bread residue in his mouth and answered calmly: "I don't know. When we got up in the morning, he was gone."

After listening to Pei Gan's words, the originally dull man standing aside couldn't help but change his face, as if he thought of something very scary.

The village chief sighed and waved his hand at the villagers who came to report the news, "What happened in the town?"

Obviously, he had realized what happened in the town, and the purpose of asking questions was just to let the messenger explain it to everyone.

"Another corpse appeared in the town. The corpse was hung on a tree, his stomach was torn apart, and his heart, lungs, intestines, etc. were thrown on the ground." The man's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was uncontrollable fear in his eyes.

"Go ask if anyone is missing in the village?" the village chief told the dark man.

But before the dark man could leave, he was stopped by the messenger. "I asked when I came here," he swallowed, looked at everyone cautiously, and whispered, "No one is missing in the village."

It seems that the person who died miserably was Penfold.

The village chief looked solemn and hesitated several times.

After all, he was the one who invited the person, and he had just entered the village for less than a day, and one of them died in such a tragic way.

He really didn't know how to explain.

The scene was deadlocked for a while.

Fortunately, the mature and steady Pei Gan slowly spoke up and helped him out. "Village Chief Liu," Pei Gan said, "You don't have to blame yourself. We all considered the risks before coming here. Besides, Benfu left quietly by himself. This matter has nothing to do with you."

The village chief's embarrassed expression eased a little after hearing this. "I'm really sorry. It was our negligence that caused trouble for Brother Fatty. Our village will definitely try its best to compensate."

Yu Man snorted coldly, "It's easy to say, how to compensate?"

"Double it!" The village chief raised his head resolutely, "We agreed to double the reward before! The extra part will be regarded as compensation for Brother Fatty's family!"

Chen Xiaomeng looked up and down at this old man who looked to be in his early 60s. The determination in his eyes should not be underestimated. It is conceivable what Zhao Xiangmei has forced Xiaoshijian Village into.

While everyone's attention was attracted, Jiang Cheng stuffed the remaining buns into his clothes, bulging his chest, which was more spectacular than Yu Man.

The dark-skinned man stared at the steamed bun in his hand, and his throat rolled up and down unconsciously.

Jiang Cheng thought for a while, took out another steamed bun from his clothes, and stuffed it into the man's sleeve without saying anything. The man pursed his lips and nodded to Jiang Cheng honestly.

After doing all this, Jiang Cheng turned around and slowly raised his right arm.

"I have a question," Jiang Cheng said as everyone was looking at him, "Why did Penfold disappear in the village, but his body appeared in the town?"

"Does it mean that all missing people will eventually have their bodies appear in the town?"

After a moment of silence, Zhou Rong unconsciously remembered the woman who rushed into the hotel and looked for someone with a portrait. According to the old man who was guarding the fence in the town, the woman's husband also disappeared in the village, but she came to the town to look for someone.

"Alas!" The village chief sighed and nodded, saying, "You are right. The bodies of people who disappeared in the village will eventually appear around the town, that is, Anping Town." He added.

"But why?" Li Lu held the steamed buns in both hands, her eyes full of confusion.

"To be honest, we don't know this either," the village chief frowned and replied, "Perhaps Zhao Xiangmei still can't swallow the anger of the past, and wants everyone to know what the people in the village did and how they treated her."

At first glance, it makes some sense, but it doesn't seem convincing enough.

"When can we leave?" It was Zhou Rong who spoke, and his eyes looking at the village chief were slightly more scrutinizing, "We want to see the body."

When the village chief realized that he wanted to return to Anping Town, his expression was somewhat unnatural, "Don't worry about this, we have sent someone to send the body back, and it is estimated that it will arrive later."

"With such a big case, will the police in the town let you take the body away?" Jiang Zhongyi's question was more pertinent.

But the village chief seemed to have heard it, and asked everyone to pack up and go to the deep pool in the back mountain as agreed yesterday, where there was a stone tablet curse left by Zhao Xiangmei.

After being ignored, Jiang Zhongyi seemed a little confused. He took a few steps forward, and just as he opened his mouth to ask the question again, something suddenly blocked his mouth.

Soft and relatively large.

It was a steamed bun.

"Eat more steamed buns," Jiang Cheng took his hand back and said carelessly, "Eat steamed buns to nourish your brain."

Jiang Zhongyi was stunned for a moment. He would never dare to offend Jiang Cheng. There are many mentally ill people who are tortured in nightmares, but there are not many who can survive with mental illness.

Besides, he also realized the problem.

I'm afraid the police in the town have long known about the strange things in the village, but for some reason, they turned a blind eye and let Xiaoshijian Village toss around.

Such things are naturally not convenient to bring to the table.

We didn't bring anything with us, so there was no need to pack. Led by the village chief, we went to the deep pool in the back mountain.

Along the bluestone road that led us into the village yesterday, we continued to walk deeper into the village.

It was late when we entered the village yesterday, so we didn't have a chance to look around, which led them to think that the courtyard they lived in was remote.

But now it seems that the courtyard they live in is located in the center of the entire village. If the bluestone road in front of the courtyard is compared to the center line, it can divide the entire village into two.

However, this side of the courtyard where they live is completely abandoned, and the doors of every house are closed. Some even have rotten door hinges, and half of the door is hung diagonally on the door frame.

There was a strange sound when the wind blew.

It is not difficult to imagine that these people who left were either killed by Zhao Xiangmei or fled with their families. After all, if they stayed here, they might die one day.

As if he could see what everyone was thinking, the village chief, who was walking in front of everyone with a cane, lowered his voice and said, "After that incident, the police arrested all the men who bought women and sentenced them. But I didn't expect that," he paused, "that in the end, they all disappeared in prison one by one."