Seeing that everyone still didn't believe it, Mengyu sighed.
"Didn't Captain Feng ask the village chief to find the police who arrived first to ask about the situation? After the village chief left the team headquarters, he did not go to find the people who came before, but entered a storage room in his backyard.
There is a tunnel there that leads directly to a large cave in the heart of the mountain. I attached my spiritual consciousness to the village chief and followed him into the cave."
Mengyu attached her spiritual consciousness to the village chief and recounted what she saw and heard in the cave.
Nan Mingzhu wanted to choke her. What kind of spiritual consciousness could it use to coax ghosts? Did she think this was in the world of a novel?
She once read a novel called "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" and knew that it talked about divine consciousness. Therefore, she wanted to complain about Mengyu's story about divine consciousness attached to the village chief.
However, before she could speak, she heard Feng Dongcheng's surprised voice: "What, you said the two groups of people who came in earlier are dead?"
He thought that the formation was just to trap people, but he didn't expect that the policeman who came in first had already died in the line of duty.
Mengyu stared at Xiao Wei: "This is the agreement the village chief made with the devil in order to protect the whole village. As long as someone comes outside, he will put the drug in the tea and wait until the person is unconscious after taking it.
, he would send the person into the cave and let the demon cultivator suck blood to heal his injuries."
"Healing?"
Mengyu nodded: "In the innermost side of the cave, there is a pool. In the middle of the pool, there is a big stone. There is a man sitting cross-legged on the big stone. He looks very evil, with a pale face and purple-black lips.
The water in the pool was constantly steaming upwards, but I felt that the air in the entire cave was very cold. I felt that the cold air in the cave came from that man.
On the other side of that man, there were piles of corpses of several young men wearing public security uniforms. I touched them with my spiritual consciousness and found that all the blood in his body had been lost, and the top one was still warm.
Therefore, I guess that the man must have been injured or poisoned, and had to recuperate in the hot springs in the cave, and he also had to drink hot blood to heal his injuries. That's why he set up such a blood-devouring formation."
When everyone thought about the tea that the village chief poured for everyone when they first entered the village, they felt scared. Fortunately, they did not drink the tea that the village chief poured.
Nan Mingzhu's scalp was even more numb: she was very thirsty at the time, but she drank from the bowl. Fortunately, Captain Feng happened to reach out to scratch her itch and knocked over her bowl.
Mengyu continued: "The village chief said that the people who came this time would not drink the tea he poured, so he asked the man to do it himself. The man gave the village chief a bottle and asked him to open the bottle when he arrived at the team headquarters.
Village Chief Wei was afraid at first, fearing that if he failed to poison everyone at once, he would be in danger. The man said: "If there is no chance, you just need to pour out the potion. If there is any, then I will drink it from your villagers."
Heal the wounds with blood.' The village chief was frightened and agreed.
For everyone's safety, we naturally couldn't let the village chief open the bottle, so we decided to seize the poison bottle.
In order not to alarm that man, I came east to report the situation to you and prevent you from acting rashly. I will wait at the entrance of the cave and seize the poison bottle. As soon as the village chief comes out of the cave and enters the storage room, I will restrain the village chief.
, took the poison bottle in his hand."
Mengyu took out the poison bottle: "But do you know what kind of poison is in this bottle?"
Everyone looked at Mengyu.
Nan Mingzhu couldn't help but sarcastically asked: "What kind of poison can you see?"