Li Chun's curiosity drove him to follow quietly, with Li Chun's current body kung fu, let alone with an ordinary person. Even if he goes to track any anti-tracking master, I'm afraid he won't be discovered.

Li Chun followed Hou Lao Se's son all the way away, and his trousers and shoes were not wet with dew. But he estimated that the kid must be soaked by now, and just like that, he walked up the hill for another ten minutes before Li Chun found that the kid had stopped at a dirt bag.

This dirt bag looks like there is new soil tumbling out, it must have been turned over again not long ago. The boy walked over to the bag, looked at it for a moment, and then knelt down in front of it.

Li Chun seemed to be able to hear the man's low crying, and some muffled words could be heard intermittently. Since Li Chun couldn't get too close, he couldn't listen completely. It's useless for anyone to come, what will avenge you.

Li Chun's doubts became bigger and bigger: Is this a tomb? Are there dead people here? Who is here? It should be his own people who came. Revenge, to whom, to revenge, how?

Before Li Chun could figure it out, Li Chun saw that the kid began to desperately dig up the dirt bag with both hands. The soil must have been very soft, and even with his hands, it didn't take long for the boy to dig a big hole in the dirt bag.

The man pulled out a handful of black gooey from the cave as if he were holding a treasure out, and then he took out a handy bag from his pocket and put it in.

The boy backfilled the earth, then knelt down in front of the dirt bag and kowtowed, and then turned and went down the mountain. Li Chun was still hanging behind him, following unhurriedly.

All the way into the village, the boy looked around and threw the contents of the bag into a well in the middle of the village. The convenience bag was also thrown aside.

Li Chun hid next to a house not far away, and when the kid from the Hou family left, Li Chun walked over and picked up the plastic bag. There were also a lot of black mud-like things in it, and Li Chun felt a disgusting smell without smelling it.

Gently dipped a little black with his fingers, Li Chun twisted it with two fingers. The black mud is quite delicate, and it seems to have grease, and it is not particularly stained.

Combined with the scene he had just seen, coupled with the smell and properties of this thing, Li Chun already had a result on his lips. This is corpse mud, which is the soft mud produced by the liquid soaked in the process of corpse decay.

In Southeast Asia, this thing is one of the necessary materials for head descenders. Legend has it that if you smear your eyelids with corpse mud, you can see evil spirits even at night.

For these Li Chun don't believe it, if there are really ghosts in the world, then why are there so many people who do evil and get away with it?

But this corpse mud also has the function of causing poisoning. In the process of decay of the human body, a large amount of toxins are produced. For example, in the case of high-protein things, due to the action of anaerobic bacteria, it is very likely to produce botulinum toxin.

There are other poisonous substances, and these combine to be what we call corpse poison.

Corpse poison is usually caused by wound infection, but this kid threw the corpse mud containing corpse poison into the well, so it is difficult to determine what kind of situation it caused when people drink the well water again. Because of such poisoning, there is no record of it even in history.

Li Chun thought about it for a while, and felt that he was a little creepy. He didn't know if he had used well water in the food he had eaten yesterday.

But why that young man did this, Li Chun didn't know at all. But Li Chun knew that there must be a story in it. Including his attitude towards his father, so Li Chun was not in a hurry to catch this person immediately.

When they got back to the house, they didn't have much time to do so, when the village chief sent someone over and called them breakfast. Li Chun looked at the flower rolls, millet porridge, and a lot of vegetables from yesterday on the big table of the village committee.

Pretending to be very casual, he asked the village chief: "Village chief, what kind of water do we use for cooking in our village?"

The village chief was also holding a big bowl of porridge: "Our village now uses tap water, which is convenient and clean." Li Chun nodded, and was about to serve a bowl of porridge when Li Chun heard a man dressed as a chef in a white coat say, "The water has stopped again today, I am drawing water from the well, and I am tired to death." ”

At this time, the village chief was holding a bowl to drink porridge, Li Chun was in a hurry, and reached out to knock the porridge bowl in the village chief's hand away. Without waiting for the village chief to come to his senses, Li Chun shouted: "You can't drink porridge." ”

Many doctors also held porridge bowls, and they looked at Li Chun in a daze, not knowing which one Li Chun was going to sing again. The village chief was quite embarrassed now, he laughed twice, and then held back his smile: "That Expert Li, what's going on?"

Li Chun didn't want to make public what he saw in the morning when he hadn't investigated some things yet: "Village chief, I'm sorry, let me ask, what else have these things that have been steamed with well water? Are these flower rolls steamed with well water?"

The village chief didn't know where to go, and he looked at the man in the white coat. The man was also a little flustered, and when he saw the village chief looking at him, he reacted: "No, the water hasn't stopped when steaming the flower rolls, and it's the well water that is only used when boiling porridge." ”

Some doctors picked up the porridge bowl and wanted to drink it, and shook their heads at Li Chun: "There is no hair on the mouth, the work is not firm, and there is a fuss." ”

Li Chunyi glared at him: "If you want to rot like Hou Lao, you can drink it." As soon as he said this, no one dared to drink the porridge. However, there were still people who dealt with Li Chun in their mouths: "If you can get that disease by drinking well water, then why don't you get all the water in the whole village?

The village chief's lips squirmed a few times, and his voice was dry and astringent: "No, in fact, there are water tanks at home." Most people don't need to dig well water when the water stops, and we stop the water for about half a day, so we really need to use it to carry water. ”

After the village chief finished speaking, no one in the house spoke. At this time, no one talked back to Li Chun anymore, because it involved his own net worth and life.

Li Chun looked at the village chief: "Village chief, how many people can you go to the village to inquire, have the sick people eaten well water during this time?"

The village chief nodded dumbfounded, and found someone to do it. After about half an hour, several people sent by the village chief ran back out of breath: "Village chief, yes, those who are sick have drunk well water. ”