I said to the fat man, could it be Old Man Zheng. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The fat man shrugged his shoulders, shook his head at me, and said something unclear.

It took us an hour to reach the village, which was called Yong'an Village, and it was a small village with 120 people.

"The above attaches great importance to this case, so I hope that Master Mo can solve this case seven days ago. Yang Chen glanced at the village, turned his head and said to Mo Yan.

"I'll try, if it can't be broken, I can't help it. Mo Yan said softly.

Yang Chen said to Mo Yan that he was tired, and then led us into the village.

I took out the compass and looked at the compass as I walked, but I found that the compass did not have any effect at all, and the compass did not rotate.

"Let's go to the burial bag first. Mo Yan stretched out his hand, asked for the compass in my hand, and put the compass in his backpack.

I said yes, and I took a look as I walked, and the village was similar to other villages, and there was no problem with feng shui.

The monkey told me that there were 120 people dead here, and my first reaction was that the feng shui here had been changed.

But I took a closer look and found that there was nothing wrong with the feng shui in this village.

Some feng shui can kill people invisibly, especially the feng shui patterns made by some evil yin and yang gentlemen.

Some feng shui can attract ghosts and yin, once you live for a long time, you will feel that your whole body has no strength, and over time you will become weak and finally die.

But the feng shui of this village is not very good, but it is also an ordinary feng shui bureau.

Since it is not a problem of feng shui, what is the problem that caused a hundred and twenty people to die in this village?

As I walked, I couldn't think of a reason.

I looked at Yang Chen and said, "Officer Yang, did anything strange happen in the village before the people in the village died?" ”

"This ......" Yang Chen hesitated for a moment and looked towards Mo Yan.

"Don't worry, he's my junior brother, and the Dao is fine. Mo Yan patted me on the shoulder and said affirmatively to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen nodded, and said to me: "This village is the twelfth village where all the people in the village died, we didn't know that all the people in this village were dead, and on the night of the thirteenth, our police received a special phone call, which only said five words, and kept saying five words." ”

I had some doubts in my mind, and immediately said, "What are those five words?" ”

"Someone is going to kill me. Yang Chen said softly.

I had some doubts in my heart, the whole village died on the twelfth, and everyone died, how could they call on the thirteenth.

"This call was not made by someone else, or rather, it was from someone who fled from the village. I thought about it for a moment, and then immediately spoke.

Yang Chen shook his head at me, "The people in this village are all dead, no one can escape, as for the phone call, it is not from outside, but a landline in the village called Wang Jing's house, we also recorded the sound of the phone, and asked the nearby villagers, but the nearby villagers all said that it was Wang Jing's voice, but Wang Jing was already dead on the 12th." ”

I was silent, listening to Yang Chen's words, it really made people feel a little weird.

Even if a person is dead, the first seven have not passed, and the soul of the dead will not do anything at all, let alone make a phone call.

"No, there's a grave bag ahead. Yang Chen said to me.

I said yes, looked ahead, and looked ahead, and I felt a little sad in my heart.

In front of me there were a hundred and twenty graves, and a hundred and twenty people said they were dead.

Among the 120 people, there are still children.

"I'll take a look, fat man, you just look at the same place, monkey, you follow me. I said to the fat man and the monkey.

The fat man said yes, and the monkey came over and followed me.

I went into the graveyard, crouched down, I reached out and aimed it at a grave bag, I grabbed a handful of dirt and sniffed it on the ground.

The soil is damp and smells a bit like dead fish.

I clapped my hands, and as soon as I wanted to stand up, I saw that there were many crows standing on the trees next to the grave bag, and the crows' heads kept swinging back and forth, and their eyes were staring at me again.

"That grave belongs to Wang Jing. I turned my head to Yang Chen and said.

Because there is only a tomb bag here, and there is no monument, I don't know where Wang Jing's tomb bag is.

"The third one in front is Wang Jing's grave. Yang Chen stretched out his hand and pointed to the front and spoke.

I said thank you to Yang Chen, I walked towards the grave in front of me, walked to Wang Jing's grave, I squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil towards the grave.

With this grasp, my face became solemn, and the soil on Wang Jing's grave turned red.

If you squeeze it hard, you can squeeze out a few drops of blood.

My face sank, and I turned around and walked over to a few graves next to Wang Jing, squeezing a handful of soil, but not squeezing out anything.

"How's it going. Mo Yan watched me walk around, and also walked over, and said to me.

I told Mo Yan about the matter, Mo Yan's face sank, and he said how could it be.

Walking towards Wang Jing's grave, he squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"The blood in this soil is not human blood, but the blood of animals. Mo Yan turned his head to me and said.

Listening to Mo Yan's words, my heart was a little surprised, I didn't expect that Mo Yan could also distinguish blood.

"Mo Yan, do you think Wang Jing will fake his death, will he be the murderer of the village. I said to Mo Yan.

Before Mo Yan could speak, Police Officer Yang walked over, shook his head, and said impossible.

"We have confirmed Wang Jing's body, and the forensic doctor has also examined it, Wang Jing died on the twelfth, and the time of death of the villagers who often follow the village is the same. Yang Chen said negatively.

"There are several people in Wang Jing's family. "I didn't go on the subject, it was just a guess on my part.

Yang Chen raised three fingers, "There are only three people, and my wife has a seventy-year-old mother." ”

I asked Yang Chen where the grave of Wang Jing's family was.

Yang Chen stretched out his finger and pointed to the penultimate grave bag on the left, as well as the penultimate grave bag.

I walked over, took a closer look, scratched at the soil on the grave bag, and didn't notice anything different.

I have tried all the one hundred and twenty graves here, only Wang Jing's grave can catch the blood, and the place where the crow stands is the closest to Wang Jing's grave.