Chapter 343: Kraft Paper Bag

"Honghime, do you feel that this village is a little weird?" I frowned, turned to look at Honghime and asked.

Hongji squatted down and touched the soil on the ground with her hand before replying, "Well, Xiaoyuan, there may have been a mass grave under this village before, so the yin qi is very heavy, but I checked it and there should be no problem." ”

"Alright, without further ado, let's hurry up and enter the village."

This Rili Village is completely opposite to its name, not only does it not have a little wind and sunshine, but it looks terrifying.

Different from Taoyuan Village, we didn't see any villagers on the way into Rili Village, not even a single figure, it was almost like a ghost village.

Maybe it's really like what Hong Ji said, this was a mass grave in the past, so the yin qi is relatively heavy, and the feng shui is not good, and I guess all the villagers who used to live here have moved away, so this place has gradually become a deserted village.

After walking a little further, we finally saw an old man sitting on a wicker chair smoking a cigarette at the door of a low bungalow.

It's hard to see a living person, and of course we won't let it go so easily.

I walked briskly over to the old man and said hello to him.

"Uncle, hello, I want to ask you about something, do you know where Xiao Wuzi's family lives?"

When the old man heard my question, he turned his head, took a few puffs of cigarette, and asked hesitantly, "Who are you little five?" ”

"Well, we're his friends, and we're here to see him today!"

"Friends?! Old man, why haven't I heard of Xiao Wuzi and friends from other places? The old man didn't seem to believe our words, and when I wanted to say something, the old man pointed to an old square building diagonally opposite, "That's Xiao Wuzi's home, but he has been dead for many days, and no one cares about the stinky corpse, or the old man, I paid someone to carry his body to the mountain and bury it!" ”

"What? He's dead?! ”

Hearing this news, Hong Ji and Li Yunfeng and I were all shocked.

How can a good one die?

What's more, didn't he leave the restaurant in the red sleeves only a week ago?

At this moment, my brain felt like it was filled with paste, and I was completely overwhelmed.

"Uncle, do you know how Xiao Wuzi died?"

"I don't know how he died. It was probably a few days ago, he hadn't been out since he got home, and then he smelled the smell of corpses and found out that he had died at home...... "The old man continued to smoke, and his eyes suddenly fell on Li Yunfeng behind me, and when he saw him wearing a uniform, the old man immediately understood.

"You're from the police station, aren't you? Since you're here, you should investigate it carefully. After saying that, the old man got up and went back to the house, and after a while, he came out of the house and handed a key to my hand, "This is the key to Xiao Wuzi's house, you can go to the scene to have a look." ”

I nodded, and came to the door of Xiao Wuzi's house with Li Yunfeng and Hong Ji.

I opened the lock on the door, pushed open the wooden door, and a foul smell came from inside the house.

It seems that the stench of the corpse has not been completely dissipated.

I covered my nose and started checking around the room.

Xiao Wuzi's home is very simple, and it can't even be used as simple, but has to be described as simple.

Li Yunfeng showed his professional sense of smell at this moment, and after a while, he turned out a brown paper bag......