Chapter 1487 Ringtone

After thinking for a while, Zhang Qizheng walked back to the room. The medicinal herbs left by Li Bai and some other sundries were still placed on the table. He picked out a paper bag and opened it to find incense ash inside. This was left by Tang Qisheng, and now it can be used.

Jiang Cheng walked through the fog, and the feeling of depression always accompanied him. They separated according to Fuqing's request, and divided into groups of two and joined the villagers' search team.

The fat man followed Jiang Cheng closely. They were a group of 7 people, searching along the dirt road in the village towards the center of the village.

The other two teams were the pair of Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie, and Yao Shunyu and Shao Tong. When they parted, Shao Tong nodded to Jiang Cheng, indicating that he would keep an eye on Yao Shunyu.

The village under the fog has completely changed its appearance. The visibility is very low, only a few meters away. The farther away is wrapped in fog, and the shadows are hazy. The fat man felt uneasy. He didn't know whether those shadows were buildings in the village or if there was really something in the fog.

The group walked in vain, like a group of headless flies. Jiang Cheng's ominous premonition became clearer and clearer. If they were really looking for someone, it would be useless to just walk in such a visual environment. Even if they were a few meters apart, they might miss them. They should shout. The village is not big, and shouting is more effective than anything else.

So... this should be a trap, a way to lure the tiger away from the mountain. After confirming this, Jiang Cheng took advantage of the villagers' inattention, reached into his pocket, and blindly typed a warning to Zhang Qizheng who stayed behind.

The closer he got to the center of the village, the more careful Jiang Cheng became. However, after a long time, the huge black shadow hidden behind the fog in his dream did not appear. In the center of the village, Jiang Cheng did not see any buildings like ancestral temples. 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 there was no verbal communication. Only the soles of their shoes rubbed against the ground and made a "rustling" sound.

After walking for an unknown period of time, footsteps suddenly sounded in the fog ahead. Fatty Jiang Cheng immediately became alert until a figure emerged from the fog. "Finally found you!" The man breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, the person has been found. I really trouble you."

"Where did you find it?" Jiang Cheng asked, adhering to the idea that a play must be done in full.

"In the old house before her family, Xiuling went back to look for her grandfather's relics, but she was reminded of her grandfather and fainted from crying." The visitor looked up at the sky and urged, "Anyway, don't worry anymore. It's almost night, go back quickly."

The group turned around and met another group of people when they were about to reach the yard. Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng in the group finally felt relieved after seeing Fatty Jiang Cheng.

"You go back and rest first, we still have to take care of Xiuling."

Before they reached the yard, the villagers said goodbye and left. At this moment, the fog had not dissipated. Several people looked at the backs of the villagers gradually disappearing in the fog, and they felt like they were being swallowed up bit by bit.

The fat man walked up and knocked on the door, but as soon as he knocked, a surprising scene appeared. The door suddenly opened a gap, and the yard door... was not locked.

Jiang Cheng pulled the fat man behind him, and the four people immediately stepped back.

The yard was quiet, and the scene inside the yard could be seen through the gap, but the yard 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 one side of the yard. It was a very festive tune, which was in line with the preferences of an elderly person like Zhang Qizheng, but in the current situation, it was only weird.

Jiang Cheng hung up the phone decisively.

Something happened!

Something must have happened!

Let’s not talk about the door problem. Zhang Qizheng is not a newcomer. He will never turn on the ringtone of his mobile phone to expose himself.

As the mobile phone rang, everyone knew that Zhang Qizheng was in danger. Suddenly thinking of Li Bai still in the room, the fat man was a little anxious.

Tang Qisheng walked forward and gently pushed the door open. Before he could make the next move, Jiang Cheng stopped him. Jiang Cheng pointed to the ground behind the door. Fatty Zhu Jie's face changed in an instant. He saw a layer of incense ash on the ground behind the threshold, and the incense ash was 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!"

Jiang Cheng and the other four stepped on the incense ash and jumped into the yard. They were not very worried about their safety, because judging from the direction of the footprints, those things had left the yard gate.

Incense ash and small footprints were also found outside the door of Li Bai's room, but as the half-closed door was pushed open, Li Bai, who was originally lying on the bed, disappeared.

"Those things are coming for Li Bai." Tang Qisheng looked around, "They took Li Bai away while we were away, preparing for that damn resurrection ceremony!"

The four people then came to their room, where the ringing of the cell phone came from, and there were traces of being smoothed on the ground outside the door, and there were still traces of incense ash on the edge.

Jiang Cheng held his breath and pushed open the door. The scene that came into his eyes made everyone tremble unconsciously. Zhang Qi was hung high under the beam with an old sheet wrapped around his neck. His two hands drooped weakly at his sides, and a pair of eyes that had long lost their luster were exaggeratedly protruding, staring at the direction of the door.

There was also an overturned chair on the ground, which at first glance looked like the scene of suicide by hanging.

"It was those disguised villagers who did it!" The fat man immediately concluded, "Mr. Zhang must have sensed the danger, so he scattered incense ashes all over the yard!"

And now those incense ashes have become the most important evidence, with clear footprints on them.

After pausing for a moment, Tang Qisheng did not choose to check the body, but left the room and went straight to a remote corner of the courtyard wall. When he returned later, his face became extremely unnatural. Jiang Cheng left the fat man to watch the scene, and Zhu Jie also accompanied the fat man.

"What do you want to say?" The two came to a secluded place, and Jiang Cheng knew that Tang Qisheng must have discovered something.

"You saw how Mr. Zhang died, didn't he? He was not hanged, but was killed first and then hung." Tang Qisheng glanced in the direction of the room and said quickly: "People who were hanged struggled violently before death, so the instep was tense and the toes were pointed downward, while the toes of the corpse were flat."

"Anything else?"

Jiang Cheng asked. He also saw what Tang Qisheng said. It was not surprising for people like them to see this, so they were not so mysterious.

"I suspect that Mr. Zhang was not killed by a ghost, but by a person." Tang Qisheng lowered his voice.