Chapter 205 Is the Village Chief Highly Suspicious? Yan Cisheng Wakes Up

Most of the houses in Yanjia Village are made of yellow mud and stone bricks, and they are quite old. If the men in the family are diligent enough, they will usually think of improving the living environment for their wives and children, and go up the mountain to cut some good wood to build wooden houses. House, the construction of this wooden house is also very particular. All the wood needs to be passed through the fire to burn away the insect eggs before it can be used to build the house.

For them, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can obtain good living conditions.

Although Yanjia Village is a place surrounded by contiguous terrain and surrounded by dangerous mountains and rivers, the craftsmanship in building houses is actually not bad. Why this is the case cannot be studied.

Li Changxiao walked from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, from the west entrance to the east entrance, and then from the east entrance to the north entrance. He could see many good buildings.

For example, the Zhaozi Building and the mansions of several wealthy people in the village are not as good as those outside, but they are indeed stylish.

Yanliu's bamboo house was built by himself. It was scattered alone on the outermost edge. Once night fell, almost no villagers set foot there. Yanliu once cut down dozens of bamboos, split them into sections, and placed them around the outside of the house. We bought a piece of land, built a fence, a chicken pen...etc.

At this moment, seven people were sitting in front of the fire.

Discussing the doubts about the "Food Father" curse.

In order not to affect their appetite, a few people started to discuss the matter after dinner. It was very quiet tonight. At this time in the past, when looking towards the entrance of the village, one could see faint candlelight, but not today, everyone was fast asleep. morning.

Maybe it's because of the curse.

Yan Shiliu said: "Can you guys see what's wrong?"

The lean old Taoist thought for a long time and said: "Curse is a real thing in the world. There are two kinds of curses that I know better. One is the curse that comes from ghosts, beasts, spirits, and the other is the curse that comes from the mountains and wild mountains. , the temple of the wild god whose origin is unknown, if you visit it indiscriminately, you may be infected with unknown things, and I also call it a curse."

Everyone nodded.

The swordsman in white who was sitting in the corner, drinking carelessly, with a few traces of drunkenness already appearing on his body, now added: "You have overlooked one kind, and there is another kind of curse, which comes from people."

"There are vicious words before death, and there are also grudges waiting for revenge. These can be regarded as curses."

Hear the words.

Everyone had a meal.

Cai Wei asked: "Are you saying that this curse might be man-made?"

Li Changxiao shook his head, "I'm just adding one more possibility. I don't know what it is specifically."

Although he can sense the dreams of all living beings.

But he is not omniscient and omnipotent, and cannot directly see into other people's minds at a glance. Most of the time, he will not take the initiative to pry into other people's dreams.

However, at the scene of the crime, he still captured a few residual obsessions, but they were very faint. They dispersed as soon as the wind blew, and no useful information could be found.

Perhaps in addition to being weird, there is also a "human" factor involved in this matter.

If he could go to the place where the crime occurred and use the dream extraction technique, he might be able to discover more.

However, the water in Yanjia Village is very deep, and this move will expose itself. If this causes adverse situations, the truth of this "cannibal curse" may be sealed forever.

To be on the safe side, the right choice is to accompany a few lean old Taoist priests and use ordinary methods to solve the case while waiting and watching.

This statement actually caused everyone to think deeply.

The swordsman was silent for a long time and said: "I once heard about a disease in a remote country that can be passed down by blood."

"Do you think this curse is essentially a disease that is passed down by blood, with the onset period being over the age of twenty-five?"

Cai Wei nodded, "This is indeed a possibility."

The lean old Taoist priest said: "But generally speaking, it is difficult for a family with such a bad blood disease to pass it on for a long time."

The magician nodded, "Compared to curses, sometimes the human heart is the scariest thing. Brother Changxiao's words just now inspired me. Perhaps...the Yan family's curse has always had a lot of human factors."

His eyes twinkled.

Everyone continued to discuss and came up with various hypotheses, including vendetta disguised as a curse, possession by ghosts, or poisoning...

In short, all hypotheses seem to point to Yan Cisheng in the end.

As a party to this curse.

It cannot be circumvented no matter what.

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Yan Cisheng was in a coma for several days. The village chief called some young men to carry him onto a wooden frame and carry him to the home of his eldest sister Yanzi. They took care of him these days.

The village chief asked Qian and Wan that if Yan Cisheng woke up, he must not mention that matter.

Yan Zilai's feelings towards his younger brother were very complicated. If he said he was distressed, he was certainly there, but if he said he was resentful, it was not without him.

Mother Yan was actually not at home that night, but after learning the news later, she fainted on the spot. Now she is at the second sister's home, under the care of her second sister Yan Di.

But this incident had a huge impact on the old mother. Her health was getting worse day by day. In addition, she was already old and she didn't have much life left.

Yan Cisheng's old house was abandoned, and the villagers thought it was unlucky, so they rarely came near it. Yan Shiliu wanted to take this opportunity to enter the site to investigate, but he saw two young men guarding it.

He had no choice but to turn around and leave. The village chief had explicitly prohibited anyone from investigating this matter. The matter had already passed.

Yan Shiliu did not dare to be exposed, so he returned to Zhulou to tell the story. The lean old Taoist noticed something fishy and felt that the matter might have something to do with the village chief.

Afterwards, several people went to investigate separately. After all, they were all old hands, and they had a set of methods to obtain information. Cai Wei, who was known as the sword fairy, was at a loss in this link because he was not good at speaking. In the end, he could only sit in the bamboo building. Even the swordsman who was drunk all day had a set of methods to get information: he took a wine gourd and went to the fields to find men to drink. After a few sips, he became drunk and talked more. After a few rounds of inquiries, he could get a lot of useful clues.

Not only that, he also had a very good relationship with the men who did farm work, and they called each other brothers.

After a few days, several people summarized the clues they had obtained, and the case gradually became clear. The relationship between the village chief and Yan Laifu was indeed not simple.

Yan Laifu was older, honest and hardworking, and had some influence in the village. According to rumors from women, when the village chief was young, Yan Laifu voted against him when he ran for the position of village chief.

In less than a year, it was time to run for the position of village chief. Yan Laifu was very old and of high rank, and his son was at his strongest age, so his words carried a lot of weight.

The Gu woman clapped her hands and said, "I knew that the old guy was not right. He blocked the investigation in every possible way. There must be something fishy."

The knife-slapping man nodded, his eyes lit up, "Do you remember when we first came to Yanjia Village, we went to visit the village chief's house, and there was a plaque in the northeast corner of his house?"

"Maybe the village chief raised a ghost to possess him and killed someone with a borrowed knife..."

At this point.

Cai Wei nodded. This Yanjia Village has no entrances or exits, isn't it an excellent place to raise ghosts?

The thin old Taoist frowned, and he asked Yan Shiliu to visit the village chief's house tomorrow and find an opportunity to take a strand of his hair. He wanted to perform a ritual to verify this conjecture.

The next day.

At noon.

Yan Shiliu took the hair.

The old Taoist priest wore a Taoist robe, stepped on the steps, and chanted the magic formula. These were some mundane magic, but they were indeed effective for ghosts and souls. He wrapped a strand of the village chief's white hair around his little finger, and then inserted his little finger into the rooster's blood, stirring it three times to the left and seven times to the right. Then he took the incense in one hand and inserted it into the rooster's blood... This ritual lasted for a long time, and finally shook his head.

The village chief had no trace of raising ghosts, because raising ghosts to exorcise ghosts requires one's own essence and blood as a guide. If you have raised ghosts, the traces are difficult to erase.

The case suddenly fell into a stalemate.

At this moment.

Yan Cisheng woke up.