Listening to Ye Ziyu's words, Fang Ming's face showed a thoughtful color island, Chongyang gave him a strange feeling, and now it seems that it is indeed not that simple.

The reminder words of the scarred old man, Wang Guodong, who seems to be honest and loyal, and the Xianyun Dao Chang who suddenly appeared but has an extraordinary relationship with Wang Guodong.

Victims, children, castles......

What is the connection?

"Brother Fang Ming, I have a guess. Ye Ziyu saw that Fang Ming was thinking, and said his inference on the side.

"From Uncle Wang's words, the victims are the fuse of everything, but the victims are already dead, and we have no way to verify it, but we can investigate from another direction, that is, the widow who adopted the children of the disaster victims. ”

"The widow is a villager on this island, although the widow is missing, but the widow must have relatives, we can start with the widow's descendants and relatives. ”

Fang Ming's eyes lit up, I have to say that Ye Ziyu's idea is very good, and the current breakthrough can be investigated from the widow.

……

In the village, in front of the Wang family's new house, Fang Ming and his party were all here, in addition to them, there were Wang Guodong and his son and the Xianyun Dao Chief.

"After receiving your letter from Village Chief Wang, Poor Dao rushed to the scene immediately, according to the information you gave me, I had already thought about it when I was on the way, and the one who secretly killed people should be the child who left this island in the first place. ”

Xianyun Dao Chang's expression became serious, and then he sighed slightly, "One report and one report, speaking of which, this is also a sin created in your village, and I shouldn't have interfered in this kind of thing." ”

"Dao Chief, the elders of our village have made mistakes, but this is a thing of the past, and the elders have been living in guilt all these years, and now that they have all passed away, they can't still implicate future generations. ”

Wang Guodong hurriedly spoke, and the head of Xianyun Dao showed a hesitant look on his face, "It is precisely because of this that I came here, or not, this time I will find out the child first, but the rights and wrongs of this need to be decided by yourself." ”

"Thank you, thank you, Daoist Xianyun. ”

Xianyun Dao Chang waved his hand, "It's not easy to find the little boy who left back then, the other party must have been disguised, but I think he must still be on the island, and he should be among the villagers on the island." ”

"I have an elixir here, this is called the Lost God Pill, as long as you take it, your soul will fall into a coma, and at that time, as long as you ask him anything, he will answer the truth. ”

Hearing the words of Daoist Xianyun, the first thing that Chen Ze and the others thought of was the truth potion circulating on the Internet, and after taking it, it would make people tell the truth.

"Then I'm going to gather everyone on the island, and put this elixir in the water for everyone to take when the time comes. ”

Wang Guodong is also resolute, and he has thought about the reason, the old man of the Zhang family has a corpse, and everyone in the village knows about it, he just needs to tell the villagers that this is a virus, and if he takes the potion, he will be immune to this virus, with his prestige in the village, no villager will suspect it.

"Okay, you can do the matter of gathering the villagers, I will dilute this pill first to make sure that every villager can take it. ”

Daoist Xianyun and Wang Guodong went separately to make arrangements, Fang Ming gave Ye Ziyu a look, and the two quietly walked out of the Wang family, and after a while, Hua Mingming also followed.

"Fang Ming, wait for me. ”

Hua Mingming softly shouted Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu, who were walking in front.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm not doing nothing, besides, there is Chen Ze and them watching over there, as long as there is anything abnormal in that Taoist priest, he will immediately call us to notify us, and I don't have to guard there. ”

Obviously, Hua Ming also knew about the matter between Daoist Xianyun and Wang Guodong from Tang Yan and them.

Fang Ming thought for a while, "Since you came out, I just gave you a task, I need you to help me ask the villagers something." ”

"What's the matter?"

Fang Ming whispered a few words in Hua Mingming's ear, and after half a sound, Hua Mingming nodded, "Don't worry, this matter is on me, I promise to investigate everything clearly." ”

Hua Ming walked away, while Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu also walked towards a place in the village, and finally, they came to a small wooden house in the corner of the village.

In the darkness, there was no light in the cabin, Fang Ming stepped forward and pushed the wooden door of the courtyard open, and the sound of squeaking was particularly panicked in this dark night.

"Fang Ming, where will the old man go if he is not at home at such a late hour?"

Ye Ziyu was a little curious, that's right, she and Fang Ming came to find the old man with scars this time, in Fang Ming's opinion, the only way to find the secret truth of this island is to find this old man with scars.

Fang Ming didn't answer Ye Ziyu's words, but instead set his eyes on a place in the courtyard, where there was a chicken nest, and at this moment, the sound of chirping came from it.

However, after Fang Ming's eyes stared at the chicken nest for a few seconds, the chickens in the chicken nest did not chirp, and the whole yard was quiet.

When Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu came to the door of the wooden house, the faint moonlight could vaguely see that there was an old iron lock on the wooden door.

"The door is locked, and it seems that the old man is really not at home. ”

Ye Ziyu was a little regretful, but Fang Ming didn't show any disappointment, on the contrary, with a smile on his face, he smashed his fist directly on the wooden pin on the side of the wooden door.

The wooden pin broke, Ye Ziyu's mouth opened slightly, and he said with some hesitation: "Brother Fang Ming, it's not good for us to be like this." ”

"Extraordinary times are used by extraordinary means, and besides, we are not going in to steal things. ”

Fang Ming smiled and pushed the wooden door open directly, but it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything.

Syllable!

The flashlight of the mobile phone is turned on and shines into the wooden house, which contains a bed and a table, and an earthen stove in the corner.

The extremely simple house illustrates the poverty of the people who live there.

"The old man lives alone in such an environment, and his life is not easy. ”

Ye Ziyu was a little emotional, but the next moment her eyes were attracted by the flashlight.

"Brother Fang Ming, what is that?"

Ye Ziyu's voice trembled a little, because the light of her mobile phone happened to shine on the corner of the wall, and there was a painting hanging on that wall, an extremely bloody painting.

Countless blood filled the painting, and above the blood were the wailing people who fell to the ground, these people fell to the ground with a look of despair on their faces, the flames surrounded them, and the hideous faces of people stood not far away with torches.

"This is the scene that Uncle Wang said about the villagers burning the victims to death?"

Ye Ziyu's body trembled slightly, this painting is very vivid, but it is precisely because of this vividness that she is even more afraid, because this is not just a painting, but something that really happened.

"He really has something to do with the victims. ”

Unlike Ye Ziyu, Fang Ming's eyes were condensed, and there was a thoughtful look on his face, this painting confirmed a guess in his heart, this scarred old man had something to do with the victims of the disaster back then, and it was not an ordinary relationship.

"No, it's more than just a painting. ”

The light of the mobile phone shone on the painting, and Fang Ming suddenly noticed that the corner of the painting was falling off again, and another color of paper was exposed inside.

He stepped forward and tore off the paper of the painting, and sure enough, a second painting appeared on the wall, which was more yellowish than the first painting, and was obviously more old.

"What is this?"

Ye Ziyu saw the content of the painting clearly for the first time, but he covered his mouth and showed a look of surprise on his face, and Fang Ming's pupils also contracted after seeing the content of the painting clearly.

In this painting, it is still the group of disaster victims, which can be judged by the same clothes as the victims in the first painting, but the difference is that this time these victims are all smiling on their faces, looking at a Taoist priest standing in front of them with reverence.

The Taoist priest was standing in front of a large vat, the victims lined up in front of the vat, and the first few victims were holding bowls, smiling and leading the Taoist priest to scoop out the water from the vat, and drank it into his mouth.

"Brother Fang Ming, just now Uncle Wang and that Xianyun Dao Elder discussed letting the villagers take water with pills, which is similar to what is depicted in this picture, could it be that the old man can see the future and know that something like this will happen, so he drew it in advance?"

Ye Ziyu's face was in disbelief, judging from the yellowish color of this painting, it must have been at least a few years ago, could it be that the old man knew what would happen tonight a few years ago, this is incredible.

Fang Ming was silent, staring at the painting with his eyes, and after half a sound, he said word by word: "He doesn't have the ability to predict the future." ”

"It's not an unpredictable prophet, so how should this painting be explained?" Ye Ziyu asked puzzled.

"The content of this painting is the same as the first one, and the time is still before the villagers burn the villagers, if I am not mistaken, this painting is the root of all the mystery. ”

There was a fine light in Fang Ming's eyes, at this moment, many doubts in his heart were all solved, and this painting gave him many answers.

"There should be a third painting. ”

Fang Ming stepped forward again, groped with his hand in the corner of the painting, and finally tore off the second painting with a bang, and indeed as he expected, another painting appeared on the wall.

However, at the moment when the painting was torn off, the room suddenly went dark, which was caused by the faint moonlight that shone in from outside the room being obscured.

Ye Ziyu turned around, the phone shone towards the door, trembling all over, and almost lost the phone.

At the door, the old man with the scar didn't know when he was standing there, and the light of Ye Ziyu's mobile phone happened to shine on the old man's face, and the hideous scar was so eye-catching and infiltrating in the light.