Enclosed second floor bedroom.

Messy clutter and blood stains all over the bed.

When Zhu Jue arrived at the scene of the crime, he saw such a scene.

This is a case that happened late last night, when Zhu Jue was supposed to be chatting with Attar on the top floor of the tower or had fallen asleep on a wicker chair, until this morning, the neighbor of the family got up early and was ready to go to the field and shouted for ten minutes without anyone answering, and then went to report to the Wusa town guard.

No one came to Grand Elder Attar for help, but the latter rushed to the scene with Zhu Jue as soon as he learned about the incident and said that he could help.

Attar's words proved to be no less useful in Usa's town than the local mayor, and Zhu Jue was transformed from a dangerous outsider to a trustworthy helper almost immediately under the premise that he strongly recommended Zhu Jue to participate in the investigation.

"How many attacks are these?"

Walking around the room with a long sword, Zhu Jue asked as he felt the special aura that might have remained around him.

"In the fifth case, counting the missing, the number of victims has reached 10...... Did you find anything?"

The captain of the garrison looked at the scene a little nervously, for the captain of the garrison in a simple town, dealing with this kind of serial murder was really a bit beyond his ability.

"I've just arrived, have you investigated all the victims?"

Patting the captain on the shoulder, Zhu Jue's eyes stayed on the bedroom window, the windows of this era naturally could not be glasswork, but shutter-like wooden windows or hollow wide wooden boards, with a simple bolt at the back.

Two steps forward, the window frames and wooden frames showed no signs of destruction as expected, and the size could only accommodate a normal man to bend through.

"They are all long-term residents of the town of Usa, and they are all farmers, and they don't have any family property except for some grains and vegetables. ”

According to common sense, a murderer must have a motive for committing a crime, but who would have such a hatred for a group of simple townspeople?

"The killer just wanted to kill someone, and it had nothing to do with who they were or what they had in common, and I asked what the victims had in common. ”

Now that it has been determined that the murderer is a monster from the source of spiritual pollution, Zhu Jue will naturally not be idle to find its motive for killing, his goal is very clear, find out the monster and kill it, and then call it a day.

"This ...... They all live in the town of Usa, and they are all farmers?"

The captain of the garrison scratched his chin awkwardly, said dryly, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly said with some excitement,

"Light! On the day these victims were killed, it seems that some people said that they saw the light!"

"What kind of light?"

Zhu Jue's mind subconsciously appeared in the colorful light in the dark night, although the traces of the scene were not very similar, but he still subconsciously cheered up.

"It's just ordinary light, and it's only on for a moment and then it's gone. ”

"I know, the crime scene should still be kept, take me to see it. ”

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Zhu Jue walked to the door a little helplessly, grabbed the doorknob, bent down to look at the lock, and there was still no trace of destruction.

The entrance and exit of the whole room have not been destroyed, so there are only two possibilities, either the murderer came in through the door with a swagger, and he knew the owner of the house, and even knew the owner of the house to the extent that he was willing to get up and open the door to let him enter the bedroom even in the middle of the night...... The likelihood of such a situation still sounds somewhat small, after all, judging by the marks on the ground, the guy was not friendly when he appeared.

Then there is only one possibility, the monster has a way to suddenly appear in the bedroom and attack suddenly.

"It's not about how it gets into the room now, it's about how to know when and where it's going to appear next!"

Fingers tapped rhythmically on the door panel, Zhu Jue pursed his lips, looked at the captain of the garrison and said,

"The current situation is that we don't know anything about the murderer, and the chances of actively chasing it are very small, and it is better to let it appear on its own, so I must know what these victims have done before I can bring the monster. ”

Usa said it wasn't a big deal, but a monster that could enter the bedroom and come and go silently could still hide.

You must know that Zhu Jue's perception range is only about 20 meters, even if the monster is hiding somewhere and does not move, it will take a lot of time to find it.

For Zhu Jue, who is leaving the dream world tomorrow evening, time is undoubtedly the most precious thing.

As soon as he walked to the corridor, Zhu Jue noticed that there were several guards in the room next to him searching, and subconsciously glanced at it, and noticed that there were a lot of wood chips scattered on the floor of the room, and there were several wooden benches with white surfaces piled up in the corner of the wall next to him.

Turning to walk into the room, he picked up the hacksaw and planer on the ground, and looked back at the garrison captain: "This family still works carpentry?"

Of course, in addition to farming, some of the people who have skills in the town of Usa also make these simple pieces of furniture for sale. ”

The commodity economy of the fantasy realm is still in a relatively primitive state, and this situation is widespread.

"These stools look like they're new...... Were they making stools last night?"

The loose pieces of wood on the floor hadn't had time to be cleaned up, and the stools didn't look like they had been stored for a long time.

"I asked my neighbor about the situation. ”

The captain of the garrison immediately called for someone to bring in the man who had reported the crime in the morning from nearby.

After a few simple questions, sure enough, according to the neighbor, on the way back from the farmland with the victim yesterday evening, the latter mentioned that he had to make a few stools overnight in order to save money to buy two new clothes for his family.

Carpentry, which was what the victim was doing before the attack, or which had just been done.

Will there be a connection?

"Are there anything like that in the homes of the other victims?"

"You mean...... But there are a lot of people in Usa Town who are doing this kind of thing again, is it really related?"

The basic vision saw that the captain of the garrison still existed, but the carpentry work was too ordinary in his eyes, and if he did this kind of thing, he would be targeted, and nearly a third of the people in Usa Town would be the next target.

"You're right, it's not about work...... It's about the situation it creates. ”

Grabbing a stool casually, looking at the rivets and neat wooden blocks at the joints, and then turning to the tools, Zhu Jue squinted and thought for a moment.

Most of the spiritual pollution source monsters I have encountered so far do not have the habit of choosing a specific target, and most of them are unlucky who they encounter.

Assuming that the same is true for this monster this time, it will wander around the town of Usa at night, looking for a target, then how can it target these people who work at night?

Carpentry, rivets and hammers, hacksaws......

Sound!

"You quickly send someone to find out what all the victims were doing before they were attacked, and if they can't, ask the neighbors next to them if they heard the noise that night!"

Almost all the attacks take place late at night, and there is no nightlife in this world, and 9 p.m. is a normal rest time for most people.

"I'm going to check!"

The captain of the garrison did not have any suspicions about the person recommended by the Great Elder of Attar, and without saying a word, he went to inquire according to Zhu Jue's train of thought.

It turned out that Zhu Jue's guess was correct.

One is the kitchen decoration, the other is the tidying up of the utility room, and the other is the husband and wife quarreling in the middle of the night.

Every house that was attacked was heard that night!

Now that the cause has been found, the rest of the matter is much simpler.

......

As night fell, Zhu Jue lay on a wicker chair under the oak tree outside the Usa Church to cool off.

To the right of the rattan chair is a horn the size of an adult's forearm, where he chooses to fight monsters.

On the one hand, this is a hillside, there is no one living within a hundred meters nearby, there is a cover of night, and the monsters of the spiritual pollution source will not be exposed to the vision of the residents of Wusa Town, on the other hand, it is also convenient for Zhu Jue to perform in this kind of place, so that he will not be restrained in a confined space.

"Do you really have the confidence to take out that monster?"

Atal was very worried about Zhu Jue's safety, knowing that Zhu Jue would blow the horn soon, and asked again with some anxiety.

If his current position was not on the platform at the top of the tower at a height of nearly ten meters and most of his body was still shrunk behind, Zhu Jue might have been moved.

"If you think I'm taking too much risk, then you should pay me more!"

Zhu Jue rubbed the head of the wind chime and told it to wait among the branches next to it.

When you look up again, there is still the figure of Attar at the top of the tower.

Grabbing the horn, a layer of frost attached to the mouthpiece, no way, Zhu Jue couldn't help but look at the layer of yellow and clear suspicious sediment.

Stepping on the big stone in the open space next to him, Zhu Jue raised his neck and blew the horn.

Woo~

The strong physical fitness made Zhu Jue's breath extremely long, and even the low horn sound was very long.

The sound rode the night breeze and echoed through the streets and alleys of Usa.

The woman holding the child and singing a lullaby heard it.

The do-gooders standing on the roof heard it.

The members of the garrison, trembling at the bottom of the hillside with short swords in their hands, also heard it.

And the terrifying existence that wanders in a different space, looking for the target of tonight's hunt, is even more clear.

Airplanes~~~

The warning in my head has already sounded.

Zhu Jue drank the moonshine wine, the Dream Eater's long sword was thrown aside, and the Three Days Moon Tai Knife was placed horizontally on his legs.

The gaze is always on the stone path in the middle of the hillside.

Shuttling towards him in the darkness was a huge, blasphemous monster.

Its appearance looked a little like an ape and a little like an insect, its skin hung down in heaps, and on its wrinkled head there were vestigial eye marks, and its head swayed from side to side as if drunk, with large open hooks on its outstretched forelimbs.

Although there was no expression on its face, it could feel a cruel and vicious aura emanating from its entire body.