Chen Datou's head was put back into the black bag. The bloody head and the pair of eyes that were not closed frightened many villagers on the spot.
Fortunately, the Taoist priests from Maoshan who followed me were also experienced, so the Taoist priests seemed quite calm about this scene.
After a while, Taoist Ichimatsu, who searched the entire room, told me that he found nothing.
I couldn't help but fall into thinking. According to Old Man Chen's identification, there is no doubt that the head in the black bag is Chen Datou. It is guaranteed to be fake!
But the head belongs to Chen Datou, so who was it that led the villagers up the mountain the day before yesterday?
More importantly, I can tell that the bloody head in the black bag must have been dead for more than two days!
In this case, it can only mean that Chen Datou actually died long ago, most likely after drinking that night, and the person who led the villagers up the mountain the next morning was another person, and he might not even be human...
I stood at the door of the tile house, and Yunyue also walked out at this time.
He looked forward, and I looked in his direction and saw the mountain to the east of the village at a glance.
According to Old Man Chen, although the mountain to the east of the village existed a long time ago, it didn't even have a name, because at that time an old scholar in the village once said that this mountain was a mountain of sin.
Fortunately, the nameless and ignorant people were buried in nature. Later, everyone always followed the words of the old scholar and would never go up the mountain unless there was nothing wrong.
But until a few days ago, when the villagers found out that Chen Datou picked up the treasure on the mountain, it immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the whole village to find the treasure and become a rich man. This originally simple and unpretentious village suddenly fell into the obsession with wealth.
Lost.
The next morning, all the young and strong men in the village, led by Chen Datou, went up the mountain in a mighty manner, regardless of the dissuasion of the old people in the village and the legacy left by the old scholar who had been dead for who knows how many years.
Last words.
What happened next is that from the day before yesterday to now, none of the villagers have come back.
As for Chen Datou, who led the villagers to get rich, we discovered the bloody heads left in his house...
"At this time, the Yang Qi is gradually weakening, so we can only wait until tomorrow to go up the mountain." Yunyue said to me.
I nodded. Indeed, even I could feel that the mountain to the east of the village was surrounded by Yin Qi.
"It can only be tomorrow..." I murmured, turning back and taking another look at the children beside me who were looking at me curiously with their big eyes open.
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The next morning, as soon as Chu Yang came, everyone had finished washing up. The women in the village also placed their hopes on us and prepared a lot of breakfast for us early in the morning.
After everyone ate some hastily, I asked Yisong to put some breakfast money on Table Mountain. I still understand this revolutionary line that does not take the working people's needle and thread.
After preparations, Old Man Chen took us to the foot of the mountain to the east of the village.
I raised my head and glanced at the wild mountain, which was not very high but overgrown with weeds, and couldn't help but frown.
There is no way to walk on this mountain. We can only let a few people use sickles to clear the way.
Da Niu volunteered to grab the sickle and went up. Yunyue also called a few Taoist priests to help Da Niu.
Others followed them slowly up the mountain.
Not long after climbing the mountain, I felt that the air on the mountain was a little strange.
I couldn't help but smell it a little more, and suddenly realized that this smell was actually just a light fragrance...
Yunyue also looked at me and said, "Did you smell it too?"
I nodded, thinking that I didn't have a nose, so I could definitely smell such an obvious smell.
"Can Elder Yunyue tell what this smells like?" I asked.
Yunyue glanced around the surrounding environment, shook her head and said: "This smell has a faint fragrance. It is definitely not the ordinary fragrance of grass, trees and flowers, and it does not look like artificial spices. Even for me, it is difficult to judge."
Well, this is a scent that even Yunyue, who is the elder of the mountain guard, cannot identify, let alone others.
I wondered: It’s neither the scent of grass, flowers, nor any perfume, so what kind of scent is it? Could it be tuberose?
As the mountain climbs higher and higher, this fragrance gradually becomes more intense and obvious.
But everyone searched carefully, but couldn't find where the fragrance came from.
But the only thing that can be confirmed is that this fragrance is present in the entire mountain...
Even the elders who guarded the mountain couldn't identify the fragrance. For a moment, others couldn't help but fall into doubts.
Soon, as they climbed into the mountainside, the voices of Da Niu and others came from the front.
A Taoist priest who opened the way quickly ran back and said to us: "Going back to the headmaster and the two elders, we found some scattered..."
The Taoist priest was a little hesitant in his words, so I couldn't help but ask: "What's scattered?"
"Scattered corpses..."
The Taoist priest finally finished what he said, but I felt bad all over.
Yunyue and the others followed the Taoist priest and walked over. Soon, I looked around and saw some extremely fragmented corpses scattered sparsely among the weeds in front of me.
The palms, ears, and even the flesh on the soles of the feet and calves that were severed to the wrists were scattered in the grass one by one, and the blood on them had long solidified.
If I hadn't seen those palms and soles, I wouldn't even believe that these things could be human corpses...
Even though I had burned many corpses in the crematorium, I couldn't help but shudder when I saw such a disgusting scene in front of me!
"Was it attacked by humans or wild animals?" I asked with raised eyebrows.
Yisong stepped forward to take a look, and quickly came back to repay: "Back to the leader, I just took a closer look. These fragmented corpses were not attacked by humans or wild beasts, but were torn apart by evil creatures!
"
"Evil thing?"
"Yes, but as for what kind of evil it is, we still don't know..." Yisong said.
I frowned and didn't want to take another look at those fragmented corpses. They were simply inhumane!
Yunyue on the side motioned to others to collect the fragmented corpses together and then burn them.
When we reached the mountainside, such disgusting fragments of corpses began to appear. I didn't know what kind of evil thing was lurking on this mountain, and it was so cruel and terrifying!
But now, we must continue to go up the mountain. Sixty-seven villagers, dead or alive, are still waiting for our exploration...
Everyone continued to go up the mountain, but after seeing the broken corpses, our atmosphere became obviously colder. Everyone had a vigilant expression on their faces. Even the big bull who opened the way in front was a lot more cautious.