Wang Mazi still couldn't figure it out: "I'm very familiar with this area. I've walked through it thirty times if not fifty times. I don't know what happened that night. Somehow, I ended up here."
He pointed to the east and said: "Wudou Town is over there. I want to go back to Shuangyi Town. It would be impossible to reach the medicine field."
Wudou Town and Shuangyi Town are not far apart, but going around to the medicine field will more than double the distance.
Even if it is a rainy day, this country man is walking home on a familiar road, but he deviates so much?
Soon, everyone arrived at Niutoushan.
"That night, you entered the mountain from here?" He Lingchuan stood at the entrance and understood why Wang Mazi was injured. This kind of valley is also called Rolling Stone Valley, and there are round stones everywhere, big or small. People walk there.
Go up and it will become slippery if you are not careful.
"Yeah, I just slipped and fell here." The carriage could not enter the mountain, so Wang Mazi rode on the blue sheep and showed him, "When the wind driller comes, I will roll into the bushes over there."
"Where is the lantern?"
"Front, front."
The blue sheep moved towards Wang Mazi's instructions, jumping higher and higher among the rocks.
On the way, He Lingchuan found a small piece of torn cloth in the crevice of the rock. He didn't know who had accidentally stuck it here. The tiger found a few strands of hair on the branches, which were obviously not human.
General Ling came over, took a sniff, and said sadly: "They are my children!"
"They are indeed going up."
Finally, the blue sheep stopped halfway up the mountain, and Wang Mazi said: "It's probably here."
He Lingchuan followed up and took a look, frowning.
The place where the blue sheep stopped was just a small den, where only four or five people could stand at most, and it was in the open air. When the tiger jumped up, it would be a bit crowded, and it would be difficult to turn around.
As for General Ling, he suddenly showed a peculiar skill:
It took a deep breath, and its body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It wasn't until it was as big as an ordinary goat that it jumped into the den with a slight leap.
"..." The Wind-Drilling Beast still has this skill? He Lingchuan was speechless, so why didn't it use it in the government office before, instead of smashing someone's window?
"Probably not. It doesn't reach the sky or the ground. The light should be shining on the mountainside."
He Lingchuan raised his head and looked up. The rock wall directly above was very smooth and did not look like a human being could stand on it.
"But there are thirteen of your companions, and there are seven or eight wind drill beasts chasing you. How can such a small place accommodate them?"
Wang Mazi smiled bitterly: "The official said the same thing. But I really didn't lie, Mr. He, I really saw the light here!"
The valley is not deep, and officials have searched for it, but there are no traces in it.
The tiger suddenly approached the rock wall and sniffed: "It's a bit fishy."
He Lingchuan reached out and dug into the rock wall, pushed aside the grass blades, and saw some reflections on the protruding rock wall.
"There are some signs of dried mucus."
Wang Mazi also took a look: "Maybe it was a slug crawling through."
There are so many small molluscs in the mountains and forests that they leave traces of mucus wherever they pass.
Other than that, there is nothing here.
The blue sheep chirped twice, feeling a little uneasy. He Lingchuan comforted it and said, "I know, I remember."
Not long after he entered the Chiyan country, someone came to steal the blue sheep at night and tried to push the peach off the cliff. The two sheep thieves died and escaped. The one who escaped disappeared after fleeing the cliff, but the bottom of the cliff remained.
Such slime marks.
It seems that the thing that was under the cliff at that time also appeared here more than ten days ago, and took away more than a dozen countrymen and seven or eight wind beasts.
What a risk, if Taozi hadn't happened to disrupt the sheep thief's plan, his blue sheep would have disappeared like this.
"Okay, okay, this is a business matter that has turned into a personal grudge." It turned out that the other party had bullied him a long time ago! "I will get to the bottom of it."
Official and private accounts must be settled together.
General Ling was curious: "Why did it become your personal grudge?"
"As soon as I entered the Chiyan country, the blue sheep were almost stolen. It seems to be related to the murderer here."
General Ling looked at him up and down, and suddenly said: "I always feel that something is wrong. Where are you from?"
"I'm from Fu country."
"Such a small place?" General Ling didn't understand. "Why doesn't the eldest son use Chiyan people?"
This old guy really didn't care about the occasion when he asked questions. He Lingchuan glanced at him: "Maybe he can't believe it?"
General Ling was speechless.
Next, He Lingchuan checked more carefully.
There were no bloodstains, no broken limbs, or even any signs of a struggle. He Lingchuan felt that it was not too unusual for the official to designate Wang Mazi as a prisoner. In most cases, the person who survived in the end was the most suspicious.
Tiger Jiao Yu suddenly said: "Ask Shanze and ask, won't it become clearer?"
He Lingchuan snapped his fingers: "It makes sense, you can do it."
Then the tiger scratched the ground hard and roared three times toward the southeast.
When the tiger roared in the mountain forest, He Lingchuan felt that the solid rocks under his feet were shaking. The mountain forest immediately became quiet, the wind did not blow, the trees did not shake, the birds stopped chirping, and even the small insects in the cracks of the rocks silenced their voices.
He Lingchuan discovered that the bronze medal on the jade necklace was glowing again, helping it spread the tiger's roar wider and further than usual.
It is the official body, and it can summon mountains and rivers by using its energy.
So everyone waited quietly.
Half the stick of incense passed.
A quarter of an hour passed.
He Lingchuan stood up and dusted off the grass clippings in his palms: "It seems Shanze doesn't plan to come."
"Does Shanze want to be punished if he doesn't show up to ask questions from his superiors?" Goshawk said to one side.
There was no way Shanze couldn't hear Jiao Yu with such a loud voice.
"What kind of monster is this mountain swamp here?"
"It's a giant ground otter." General Ling replied, "Including Niutoushan and the official medicinal field, hundreds of hectares of mountains and forests are its territory."
He Lingchuan wondered: "Isn't that thing very slow in movement? Can it also be used as a mountain?"
"You are talking about a sloth." Goshawk corrected him. "A sloth is bigger than a bear. Its sharp claws are two feet long. Although its movements are slower, its hard skin is invulnerable. I heard that there are three mountains and swamps here."
For hundreds of years, the villagers have built a shrine to it."
Wang Mazi heard this and asked weakly: "You guys are talking about Wushuang Shanze?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Wu..." Is the collective name of Wudou Town and Shuangyi Town? These people are too lazy in naming, Shanze has no objection? "Probably, yes
what is the problem?"
"I heard from inmates that the sign enshrined in Shanze Temple was broken a few days ago."
"Wushuang Shanze is dead?" He Lingchuan was startled.
He has a say in this matter. When the old turtle demon in Xianling Lake was bitten to death by the crocodile god, the shrine plaque of Shuiling Temple was also broken.
Are these sheep thieves so arrogant? They dare to kill even Shan Ze.
Well, calling him a sheep thief is no longer appropriate.
Jiao Yu suddenly realized: "No wonder the summons couldn't come."
"Does the town know about this?"
Wang Mazi scratched the back of his head: "I don't understand."
General Ling said gruffly, "I haven't heard of it either. These idiots in the government are really indifferent to human affairs!" The corpses were left alone, and no useful information could be obtained.
"You want to see people when you are alive, you want to see corpses when you die." He Lingchuan looked at the valley, "How could more than twenty large living creatures just disappear without leaving any traces?"
In the past few days, he has also been looking through the case information left by Fu Shanji.
To be honest, there wasn't much information. With the research spirit he had developed in Panlong City, he could finish reading it in less than half an hour.
The manpower Fushan Ji could use was far beyond his reach, so he ordered the counties in the north to do some statistics.
There were no direct clues to the case of the missing courier, but after statistics, it was discovered that there were sporadic missing cases all over Chiyan.
In Dushan County, two people and three monsters are missing.
In the source of hundreds of mountains, a demon is missing.
In Curry, a girl is missing, and three missing demons are suspected to belong to the same nest of bat demons.
There are still fourteen or five places not listed.
However, some missing persons are marked with "fight" or "found" next to them, which is obviously added later.
Counting this way, there are at least ten missing humans and more than twenty-three or four missing monsters, but they are not very noticeable because they are scattered throughout Chiyan.
Bega's laws impose stricter penalties on fights between monsters and humans, but fights within the monsters are always prohibited.
It is natural and cannot be suppressed.
On the edge of the information, Fu Shanji drew a red circle and made an annotation:
When a monster disappears, it does not necessarily mean that a human being disappears.
This statement seems to have no beginning or end, but if you look closely at the statistics from various places, it is true that there are places where monsters have disappeared, not necessarily where humans have disappeared.
In other words, there are more missing monsters than humans.
Why do we need to collect statistics from various places during the Fushan season?
He Lingchuan didn't quite understand it at first, but when he heard about Wang Mazi's experience here and heard about the Wushuang Shanze folding cards, how could he still not understand it?
Including the messengers from Lingxu City, what is the connection between these missing individuals in Chiyan?
Unfortunately, Fu Shanji was killed by his brother before he could find out the answer.
Wang Mazi also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's all gone after saying no, I don't know how it happened!"
"All of them?" He Lingchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are there any other missing cases?"
Wang Mazi swallowed his saliva: "Sir, can you really save my life?"
"The more true information you give, the greater my chance of catching the real culprit."
Wang Mazi knelt down to him again and said: "You are sent by the Prince's Palace, please just spare me from death! I can be a cow or a horse for you!"
Although the tiger monster is ferocious and the goshawk is a splendid horse, there is no doubt that He Lingchuan is the one in charge.
General Ling kicked him upside down and said, "Hey, do you think I'm not here?"
But its kick was actually measured, and Wang Mazi only hurt his skull. Otherwise, with its strength, it could easily kick him to death.
He Lingchuan was unmoved: "Then it depends on your performance."
Wang Mazi racked his brains: "There is one thing. I don't know if it counts as a disappearance case, but it is really weird."
He Lingchuan noticed that Wang Mazi's expression was obviously hesitant, "Let's talk and listen."
"More than a year ago, I heard that something strange happened in Zhitian Township, thirty miles away from here." Wang Mazi licked his lips, "People here rarely leave their hometown. If I didn't have many friends, I might