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Chapter 931: Peeling off the cocoon

Although Kaoshan Village is not too far from Linjiang County, this village is hidden in the mountains, with only a rugged and narrow path leading to the outside world.

In addition, most of the people in the village have the surname Zhang. Except for the traveling salesmen, few outsiders come to the village.

Coupled with the "demon" characteristics, Wang Chen first inferred that the vampire that caused the massacre was hiding among the villagers.

That’s why we need to check them one by one.

But there are hundreds of people in Kaoshan Village, and it is obviously unrealistic to gather them all at once.

There are both hunters and gatherers in the village, so it is normal for them to be far away and not hear the summoning bell.

Wang Chen understood the situation and decided to wait in the village.

"Sir, then you first go to Xiaomin's house and sit down."

The old village chief said enthusiastically: "Let the poor man's mother-in-law make you a pot of Yunwu tea."

The wild tea growing on the mist-shrouded mountain peaks is collectively called cloud tea. Because the yield is very low and it is difficult to pick, it is considered a top-quality mountain product with a very high value.

In order to please Wang Chen, the blood-clad guard Xiaoqi, the old village chief also spent a lot of money.

"No need to bother."

However, Wang Chen waved his hand: "I'm walking around the village."

After a pause, he added: "Let the villagers disperse. You can let people keep an eye on you here. If anyone comes back, he will come to your house and wait for you first. I will go there later."

Of course the old village chief had no objection and immediately arranged for the villagers to wait at the entrance of the village.

Wang Chen wandered around the backing village minding his own business.

This small mountain village is backed by mountains, surrounded by peaks and green trees, and the environment is quite good.

A series of mud houses and wooden houses are scattered on the hillside in an orderly manner, connected to each other by paths paved with stones.

Wang Chen turned around and realized that there was obviously more spiritual energy here than in the county town.

If the spiritual energy concentration in Haotian Realm is 10,000, then Linjiang City only has 1, while Kaoshan Village can reach 3-5.

Although it is also a pitifully small number, for Wang Chen, this is a bit interesting.

You must know that this world has the inheritance of Taoism. Although it is not the same system as the fairy world, it still has many similarities.

For example, he once carefully analyzed the magic identification talisman that Wang Chen carried in his arms and gained a lot of insights.

If the environment he was in had more spiritual energy, Wang Chen might be able to cultivate both magic and martial arts!

Martial arts is the main method, and law is the supplement. It is also the path of the strong.

When he arrived at the best house in the village, the home of the old village chief, several villagers had already returned.

Wang Chen checked it as usual and found nothing.

But there are still ten people who have not returned.

"Sir, it's already noon."

The old village chief said respectfully: "Xiaomin's old lady made a can of chicken soup and some wild products. You can make do with it for lunch."

Wang Chen arrived suddenly, and he had no preparations. He could only ask his old woman to kill an old hen that laid eggs, and then took out the mountain mushrooms, bamboo fungus, yellow chestnuts and other mountain products that he usually accumulated, and put together a table to return the goods.

A hearty lunch.

Of course, "abundance" only applies to the mountainous villages, and the old village chief is worried that he has neglected a distinguished guest like Wang Chen.

"Trouble."

Of course Wang Chen could see the fear in the old village chief's heart, and smiled and said, "As long as it fills his stomach."

You must eat this meal. If you don't eat it, you will be really scared to death.

Although he has not been in this world for a long time, Wang Chen has already integrated into his own identity, and he fully understands what kind of deterrent a person with power no less powerful than the county magistrate can have on these common people!

As for the meals with eight basins and one soup on the table, it was obvious that the old village chief and his family had tried their best. Their cooking skills were mediocre, but the ingredients were good, especially a can of old hen with a lot of mountain products, which tasted really fragrant.

The old village chief also asked his son to go to the mountain to fetch bamboo wine for him to drink.

There are a lot of bamboos planted around Kaoshan Village. The wealthy villagers pour home-brewed rice wine into the open-hole stalks, then seal them and let them ferment slowly. The resulting bamboo wine has a unique flavor.

Wang Chen drank two tubes. It was soft and sweet in his throat, with the unique fragrance of bamboo.

He thought it tasted really good, so he took out a piece of official silver and threw it on the table: "How much bamboo wine do you have at home? I'll cover it all."

"Don't dare."

The old village chief panicked: "The adults like it, but the common people are willing to give it all."

Since the establishment of Kaoshan Village, Wang Chen has definitely been the number one person who came to this village. He did not extort money like other officials. The old village chief is already thankful to God. How can he dare to ask for Wang Chen's money!

Wang Chen frowned and lowered his face: "Do you think I am a corrupt official?"

The old village chief knelt down directly.

Although he was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack, he knew that Wang Chen really didn't want to take advantage, so he asked his family to go to the village to buy bamboo wine.

Wang Chen chatted with the old village chief at his home.

Realizing that Wang Chen was really different from other officials, the old village chief gradually felt relieved and started to talk bit by bit.

He is different from most of the villagers who have stayed in the village for generations. When he was young, he had the strength of a warrior. He had traveled abroad for many years and visited many cities.

Later, he was seriously injured due to an encounter with bandits and was forced to return to the mountain village to live.

Therefore, the old village chief has quite a lot of experience. Yesterday, he found out that Zhang Xiaoqi's family was in trouble, so he immediately sent someone to the county town to report for help.

Wang Chen asked: "Have you noticed anything wrong with anyone in the village recently?"

The old village chief thought for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, really not."

If there was something wrong with someone, he would tell Wang Chen from the beginning and would never dare to hide it until now.

There is no small matter involving "devils". What the old village chief is most worried about is that Wang Chen can't find any clues to return to the county, and if the vampire comes out to commit crimes again, the people in the backing village will collapse.

In fact, many villagers are already panicking.

While Wang Chen was talking with the old village chief, many more villagers came back one after another.

But there was no difference in the result. Wang Chen's magic identification talisman never moved.

As dusk approached, fourteen of the fifteen people who had been sent back came back for examination.

The last one has been missing for a long time!

The old village chief began to feel restless and asked his son to lead someone to find him.

Wang Chen asked: "Who is the last one who didn't come?"

The old village chief hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's Zhang Shitou who lives in the mountains. He is a hunter and often goes out to hunt."

"Oh!"

He obviously remembered something and slapped his thigh: "Three months ago, Zhang Shitou had a conflict with Zhang Xiaoqi's family. Could it be..."

The old village chief didn't dare to think deeply, but Wang Chen stood up suddenly: "Let's go, take me to see this Shitou's house!"

His intuition told him that the hunter Zhang Shitou was closely related to the massacre of Zhang Xiaoqi’s family!——

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