Cao Li took a few servants with him, clamped the horse's belly, and went into the village to check the situation.
Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Wuji took stock of the strange situation at the entrance of the village.
The locust trees were dead, and there was no leaf left on the branches. There were hemp ropes wrapped around these trunks, and at the other end of the hemp ropes, three corpses with varying degrees of decay were hung.
There was a hole in the chest of each of these three corpses, and their hearts must have been dug out.
As a gust of cold wind swept through, these corpses swayed and made a slight creaking sound.
Jiang Wuji's vision blurred without warning, then his brain felt dizzy and his body began to feel hot.
"Damn it, why did you pick this time to get hot?"
The fever that could not be cured recurred, but Jiang Wuji gritted his teeth and endured it.
Not long after, Cao Li and the others came back, and at the same time a group of villagers rushed to the entrance of the village, kneeling and worshiping Jiang Wuji and his carriage.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuji couldn't help but frown.
Why do people in this world always kneel down?
Cao Li dismounted and came to the outside of the carriage. He bowed and said, "Sir, something strange happened in Shangfeng Village."
"What's wrong? What's weird?" Chief Qiu stepped out of the carriage and frowned at the word "Chuan".
Cao Li: "Three people died suddenly in the village recently, and their hearts were stolen from them."
"Wha, what?!" Chief Qiu's face turned pale, feeling that his trip was not easy.
"Is it possible that evil spirits are causing trouble again?" Chief Qiu asked in a low voice.
Cao Li glanced at the villagers kneeling at the entrance of the village and said, "I don't know, but the villagers say that there is a cat demon causing trouble."
"Let's go, let's not spend the night in this village tonight. This world doesn't allow people to live in peace." Chief Qiu waved his sleeves and wanted to go back to the car.
But at this time, Cao Li said: "Sir, it's getting late, and we can't go far. There are deserted fields for miles around, and there is no shelter from the wind and rain. If there is a cat demon... I think we should stay in the village.
, but safer.”
"this……"
Chief Qiu didn't know how to make a decision for a moment, so he looked at Jiang Wuji who was standing outside the carriage.
"Little Taoist Master, what do you think?" Chief Qiu asked with a flattering look on his face.
Jiang Wuji: "As long as the Chief Registrar decides, I don't care."
Chief Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Little Taoist Master, are you still angry with me..."
"No, why should I be angry with you?"
"Little Daoist, I was arrogant and neglected you earlier. I hope that I will not remember the faults of others."
"..." Jiang Wuji was speechless for a while.
As expected of an official, he can act according to the wind and change his mind faster than turning the page in a book.
Jiang Wuji looked at the three corpses again and said groggyly: "Let's go into the village and spend the night."
"OK!"
The chief clerk waved his hand and said, "Enter the village!"
Seeing the team heading towards the village, the villagers kneeling at the entrance of the village couldn't help but smile.
Jiang Wuji did not participate in the next trivial matters.
After Xiaoyu was settled, the chief secretary, Cao Li, the village chief, and two villagers had been waiting in the lobby for a long time.
If the officer hadn't called him over again and again to discuss the matter of the cat demon, Jiang Wuji, who was suffering from a recurrence of fever, would definitely not have cared about it.
Seeing Jiang Wuji coming, several people quickly stood up and saluted, and let Jiang Wuji sit on the main seat.
Jiang Wuji looked at the gray-haired village chief and said, "Let's talk about it."
"Oh, little Daoist, you don't know something."
The village chief's tone was very much like that of an old aunt in Caishikou. He kept gesticulating with his hands and said: "The Taoist priest came to our village the month before last and gave each of us a pill. The plague was solved, but
Who would have thought that a few days after the Taoist priest left, a pile of cat corpses suddenly appeared outside the village!"
"A pile of cat corpses?" Jiang Wuji frowned.
The village chief slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, yes! Those cat corpses were skinned and boned, leaving no whole body. It's scary."
"But there were so many cat corpses that we couldn't do without disposing of them, so I asked everyone to bury the cat corpses under the locust tree at the entrance of our village. As a result, the century-old locust tree in our village actually withered and died!"
Jiang Wuji's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, while Cao Li and Chief Qiu's faces turned a little pale.
"Go on." Jiang Wuji said.
The village chief took a sip of tea and said in a calm voice: "Not long after the locust tree died, people started to die... The first one to die was my brother. He usually had no grievances with others, was kind, loyal and honest, but...
, but he..."
The village chief choked and couldn't continue. At this time, a villager standing behind the village chief said: "When we found out, Old Man Li had been hung under the locust tree and his heart had been ripped out."
The village chief covered his face and cried, and after a while he continued: "Seven days after my brother died, another person was hanged under the locust tree, and his heart was also dug out."
"But seven days later, there are still corpses!"
"This is the work of a cat demon. The cat corpse under the locust tree has become an evil spirit, and it only eats people's hearts!"
Cat corpse, heart digging, interval of seven days. Jiang Wuji caught three key points.
When Zhang Fugui offered sacrifices to the God of Plague, he did so once every seven days...
No, this is not even a county anymore. What does it have to do with offering sacrifices to the God of Plague? The devil was stunned.
Jiang Wuji rubbed his eyebrows and asked: "According to what you said, this cat demon will kill one person in seven days, so when will the next time be?"
The village chief swallowed his saliva, looked at Jiang Wuji, then at Cao Li and Chief Qiu, and couldn't hold back his fart for a long time.
But the answer is written on his face.
Jiang Wuji murmured: "Tonight..."
Master Qiu was so angry that he smashed the teacup on the ground with a clang and cursed: "Okay! Okay! You old man, how dare you harm me! Cao Li! Take this beast down!"
The village chief knelt on the ground with a bang and cried: "Sir, have mercy on me, my lord, have mercy on me! I, I really have no choice. None of the men sent to the county have come back. If this continues, our Dafeng Village, our Dafeng Village, will not be able to survive."
Fengcun is really finished!"
It is true that the cat demon is causing trouble and asking for help, but he knew that today was the day when the cat demon would kill people and deliberately concealed it beforehand. It is no wonder that Master Qiu was furious.
Just as Chief Qiu was about to kick the village chief, a fat man suddenly rushed out and pushed the Chief away!
He is clearly in his thirties, but his voice sounds like that of an unenlightened child.
"Don't kill my dad! Don't kill my dad! Beat you to death! Beat you to death!"
The man defended himself in front of the village chief, with an expression of fear and anger on his face.
"Son, our life is miserable..." The village chief hugged his son, crying and shouting at the top of his lungs.
At this time, the other two villagers also knelt down to plead for the village chief.
The village chief's son is mentally retarded... Jiang Wuji was slightly surprised.
However, this not only failed to calm Master Qiu's anger, but only added fuel to the fire, "What idiot dares to push me! And dare to speak rudely! Cao Li! Why are you still standing there!"
A trace of struggle flashed in Cao Li's eyes. Just when he was about to take action, a cat meowed suddenly from outside the house!
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a black cat appearing on the beam opposite me.
The black cat sat crouching, staring directly at everyone in the hall with a pair of golden vertical pupils.
