Chapter Twenty-Six: The Blood Child Laughs

The corpse is buried, and the probe is almost done. It was time to go back to Anyang City, and the two decided to leave the next day.

Jiang Miaohao took out the small baggage in his clothes, which contained the powder collected from all the corpses. Looking at it this way, he suddenly remembered the only male corpse that was not scattered. The day after meeting the one-eyed man, he carefully observed every corpse in the village, even if some of them were no longer decomposed, Jiang Miaohao looked at them very patiently.

As he had guessed, only the male corpse had shown signs of a fight. And only the male corpse was missing the white powder.

White powder, marks of fights, whether the state before death is relaxed...... What's the connection?

He was also bitten on the neck and died, but it seemed to be ......

Jiang Miaohao's mind suddenly flashed in his mind, the bite marks on the neck of the victim for the first time were almost bone-threatening, but the bite marks on the corpse of the successive murders during this period of time did not seem to be as ferocious as the first time.

He remembered that he had learned from his aunt that the first two deceased had not done anything good during their lifetimes.

If the victims are all social scum, then this time the lives of a village are all deserved? None of them can be pardoned?

What is the motive to kill, vendetta ...... Or is it just to drink blood. Why did the one-eyed man remind me what he had to do with the people of this village... And who was the man who attacked us when we first came to this village and killed himself? He knew Cha Cooking......

Someone suddenly slapped him on the shoulder, Jiang Miaohao was startled and picked up the dagger on the table, only to find that the person who came was Cha Xuan.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Cha Xuanxuan said dissatisfiedly, "What are you thinking about so obsessedly, vigilant like this." ”

Jiang Miaohao put down the dagger and asked her, "Xuanxuan, on the day we came to this village, do you know the person who attacked us?" ”

Cha Xuanxuan didn't seem to expect him to ask this suddenly, and he seemed to be slightly lost in thought by such a mention, "I don't know, listening to what he said at the time, it seems that I have been familiar with our tea family since I was a child." ”

"What did your parents do?"

Cha Xuanxuan didn't answer Jiang Miaohao immediately, she was silent, lowered her head and couldn't see her expression, and said a few words after a long time, "I don't know." ”

I don't know? As a daughter, I don't know what my parents do, how is this possible? Cha Xuanxuan himself thought it was ridiculous.

"When I was very young, they were gone. ”

They left naturally, like just an ordinary goodbye. Everyone in the tea house came out to laugh with them, and when the time was up, they waved again. After my brother and I went around that corner, we never met each other again.

Jiang Miaohao was dumbfounded, he wanted to ask Cha Xuan's parents how they left, but he held back.

A room, quiet for a long time.

Cha Xuanxuan's eyes suddenly moistened, "I don't know how they left, I still don't know why they left me!" They smiled and said goodbye to me, saying goodbye next time, but then I found out where I came from...... next time."

Over the years, she has also asked Cha Lixuan more than once where her parents are, why they left, and why she never saw those familiar faces after that corner.

But again and again, my brother was just silent.

I miss you so much, and many times, I can't help but think of you again. Sister Cui'er, who accompanied me to catch crickets, Brother Enjie, who drew kites for me, and Aunt Guo, who took her shopping. I miss you.

Cha Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, and her waist was gently hugged from behind. It seems to be borrowing a trace of warmth to remember the deceased.

After a long time, she slowly turned her head to look at Jiang Miaohao, who had an unnatural expression.

Jiang Miao lowered her eyes and said, "I don't know who you are, but this is not important to me at the moment." ”

Who I am, who are the people in the tea house, we all want to be just ordinary people.

Tea Xuanxuan unconsciously attached Jiang Miaohao's hand.

On the second day, the two of them washed the borrowed clothes early and returned them to their original owners, and walked towards the exit of the village. After walking for a while at the entrance of the village, they found that the forest had a lot more corpses than they had had last visited.

Jiang Miaohao stepped forward to inspect, and all of them were killed by swords. The deceased were all middle-aged men dressed in black. Also facing so many corpses, Jiang Miaohao's heart jumped suddenly. There have been fights here! He pulled out a dart from the chest of a corpse, and the snowy dart surface was delicately carved with delicate flowing cloud patterns one after another. It's Ge Guanxuan's secret weapon.

They've been here to look for themselves, but how do they know they're here?

Jiang Miaohao's only thought at the moment was to go back quickly and see if they were okay. He got up and ran forward, and all the way he saw a corpse that had been shot by a hidden weapon and bitten to death by a fierce beast. I was even more sure that they were right. Suddenly, a strong wind blew very strongly, rolling up the dust and sand on the ground, and also blowing away some of the smell of blood and rancidity.

Cha Xuan raised his head, "Today's sun is terrible red." The wind carried the sound to Jiang Miaohao's ears.

Jiang Miaohao's feet froze, and he paused to look at the sky. Sure enough, today's sun is indeed redder than in the past, if there is a comparison, blood! That's right, the freshest blood. Even the sky seemed to be soaked in him.

It was as if someone had climbed up on his shoulder and whispered, as if it were far away. I can't really hear it, I can't hear it clearly. Look, you can't see the voicer. This reminded Jiang Miaohao of a long-standing folk saying, when the blood sun shines in the sky, the child is laughing, and he doesn't know that the bad omen is coming. When I think about it, the whisper seems to sound like a child's sneer, and if you listen closely, it seems to be a kind of smile with no kindness. laughing at them, he made no secret of his pleasure after the prank succeeded.

Jiang Miaohao's face froze, and he hurriedly returned to Cha Xuanxuan's body, pressing his right hand tightly on the scabbard.

"Do you hear me, there's a kid laughing?"

Jiang Miaohao didn't say a word, just concentrating and perceiving the things around her. The laughter was really weird, the closest seemed to be lying on the shoulder, and the far one seemed to be thousands of miles away. This is really strange and strange, even if Jiang Miaohao doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he can't help but feel a little chilly at this moment.

The child's laughter in his ears became more and more wanton, and after laughing for a long time, it didn't look like he was laughing, but he thought he was crying.

They knew that they couldn't stay here for long, so Jiang Miaohao grabbed Cha Yao's wrist and jumped forward and ran quickly. The laughter that seemed to be laughing followed the two of them, no, everywhere to be exact!

A man quickly brushed shoulders with him, and jumped out of sight. It's just that at this moment, the laughter around them came to an abrupt end. Jiang Miaohao paused, gasped, and looked up to see that a bare calf had fallen from the nearest tree. Leisurely, swaying, as if the owner of the legs is enjoying the scenery. Look at the length of the legs, it is the legs of a young child.

This made Jiang Miaohao's pupils shrink sharply, and they became vigilant. His eyes were motionless and staring at the white and tender calves that were swaying. After the appearance of the child's calf, the bamboo forest fell silent in an instant. The silence could only be heard by the sound of each other's breathing, and the subtle grinding of the tree.

If Jiang Miaohao was not mistaken, a drop of blood red was quietly dripping from that leg, slowly dripping down.