Chapter 143 Divine Soul Royal Object, Divine Soul Voice Transmission
When the platoon leader heard what Old Man Jin said, he roared: "How could it be suicide? Could it be that eight people had discussed it and committed suicide together?"
Old Man Jin snorted: "Then can this group of old, weak women and children kill eight well-trained warriors at once with so many people?"
Old Man Jin spoke, and the platoon leader calmed down.
He was right, there were only a few villagers in the group in front of him, the rest were old people, women and children.
He knows the quality of his soldiers.
Not to mention letting them knock down eight at once, even one or two. If they want to attack, they can't kill them with one blow. At least they can hear the noise.
Moreover, Gawazi, who came to report just now, said that the nine of them were resting in the house at that time.
When he woke up and opened his eyes, he saw eight people hanging from the rafters.
If he was killed, why is Gawazi still alive?
At this time, an older man wearing glasses walked out of the courtyard and saw the platoon leader still grabbing the village collar.
He quickly stepped forward and pulled away, saying: "Old Liu, this matter is not that simple. I just saw it and they were indeed not killed by anyone."
In fact, after listening to Old Man Jin's words, Platoon Leader Liu already had the answer in his heart, but he just didn't let go because of his face.
This man wearing glasses is the instructor of their platoon, and his family has been working as a gangster for generations.
When he was young, all his family members died in the turbulent years. Although he never studied with his ancestors, he left a pile of manuscripts from his ancestors at home.
No matter what, he just likes to study. Not to mention, he has really made a lot of great achievements in research.
He had just been checking the corpse in the hospital when he said these words to Platoon Leader Liu.
"Lao Zhang, did they really commit suicide?" Platoon Leader Liu asked in a low voice after letting go of the village chief.
Instructor Zhang opened his mouth, hesitated, then glanced at Old Man Jin and said slowly: "I'm just saying that he was not killed by anyone."
When Platoon Leader Liu heard this, he thought to himself: If he wasn't killed by someone, wouldn't it be suicide? Could it be that he was killed by a ghost?
Killed by a ghost...
Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat and he looked towards Old Man Jin.
Could it be related to the seven knife marks on the beams that Mr. Jin mentioned?
At this time, something even stranger happened.
The men sent by the platoon leader to check the well came back with eight sets of military uniforms.
The names on the clothes were exactly those of the eight soldiers who hanged themselves.
Moreover, the people who came back said that the clothes were not thrown into the well, but dug out of the soil under the well. They had also seen the soil and it had not been disturbed.
It's as if these clothes were buried in the soil a long time ago.
Platoon Leader Liu was paralyzed for a moment. What was going on? Eight people were hanged from the beams with their shirtless bodies on.
Their clothes were buried deep in the ground. After comparison, it was found that the eight people who died were the same eight people who had gone down the well to clean up the mud and howled in the past few days. But something more shocking and strange was yet to come.
However, no one knows what exactly happened next.
The transparent Xu Duoduo paused at this point in her narration.
Chu Tian and the others were very curious. Since Xu Duoduo said that it would be more thrilling and strange later, but said that no one knew what happened specifically, what was going on.
Xu Duoduo seemed to know what they were thinking, and said: "The memory of the eyewitnesses, after arriving here, they can't remember anything.
We spent many years learning these things intermittently from the only survivor, Old Man Jin’s daughter.”
"The only survivor? Everyone else is dead?"
Xu Duoduo nodded and recalled: "Back then, Xu Chen and I were ordinary members of the Nine Divisions. We received orders from our superiors to go to the deserted village to carry out this rescue mission.
But when we got there, there was only one person in the whole village, and that was Old Man Jin’s daughter: Jin Lulan.
The entire village of 126 indigenous people, plus 47 people from a platoon and drilling team, are all missing.
We stayed in the deserted village for three days without any clues, and finally returned to Jiuchi with the crazy Jin Lulan.
Jin Lulan was arranged for treatment, and later during his intermittent treatment, we got the things I mentioned before."
When she said this, she stopped talking.
Everyone was silent. After a while, Chu Tian asked: "Then why is it called the Night Civet Cat Incident?"
"Because, that boy Xu Chen, me, and the other team members saw a civet cat appear every night during the three days we arrived in the deserted village.
We planned to catch it at that time, but every time we were about to catch it, it seemed to disappear out of thin air, and the next day, it would appear again.
Therefore, after we returned, this incident was named the Night Civet Cat Incident, and this nameless deserted village was also named the Night Civet Cat Deserted Village.
But after so many years, that boy Xu Chen, also known as Xu Lao to you, and I have always believed that the whole thing must be related to this civet cat that appears at night."
After Xu Duoduo finished speaking, she looked at Chu Tian and continued: "I know you will say, why can't the spiritual consciousness discover it?
I can tell you that Xu Chen and I really couldn't find it, which is why Ye Ling brought you here this time!
The strength of Xu Chen and I's souls are still not strong enough. I have a score of 13.2, while he only has a score of 5.1. Neither of us has reached the level where we can release our spiritual consciousness.
Little guy, I heard that you can release your spiritual consciousness, I’m really curious, and I want to see it when the time comes.”
Xu Duoduo chuckled.
After she finished speaking, she stood up and took a breath: "Okay, I get sleepy when I get old, so I'm going to sleep."
After saying that, the body slowly faded until it completely disappeared.
Zhao Lei shrank his neck: "Do ghosts also need to sleep?"
Whoosh..., a branch flew over and pierced the stone in front of him.
The fragile branches were like steel nails, driven straight into the stone for more than two inches.
Zhao Lei was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and looked in the direction of the flying branches, but there was nothing.
Ye Ling sneered: "Sooner or later you will suffer because of your bad mouth."
Zhao Lei did not dare to speak anymore. He stared at the branch, which was no thicker than chopsticks, and thought: If this hit a person, it would probably be no less powerful than a sniper rifle! It could penetrate directly through the body.
Chu Tian was also surprised. Can a spirit person control objects?
Just when Chu Tian was thinking about it, a faint voice sounded in his ear: "Controlling objects is just the most basic operation of the Soul Master. Little guy, do you want to learn it? Become my teacher and I will teach you!"
This voice turned out to be Xu Duoduo who had disappeared.
Is she still with him? Chu Tian looked around.
"Hehe, sound transmission is also the basic operation of the Soul Master. Please accept me as your teacher. Think about it. I will go to bed first."
After Chu Tian heard these words, he heard rustling sounds coming from the tent behind Ye Ling.
Everyone looked over and saw that the zipper of the tent was slowly being closed, but no one was seen.
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