Chapter Twenty-Seven: Out of the Monster
There is only one street in Taohuadu, and after entering the street, everyone immediately realizes that something is wrong here. It was dusk, it was not yet dark, and it was supposed to be a busy time for families to cook dinner, but everyone on this side street was closed, and all the shops were covered with door panels, and no one could see it on the street.
"There's something going on here!" Hua Hongying, who is a local after all, saw the abnormality at a glance and pointed to the faΓ§ade of a shop.
I saw a broom leaning against the door of this shop, and there was a freshly broken peach branch stuck in the door.
This set is common throughout the country, and the broom at the door represents the death of people nearby, and the peach branch on the door is a serious problem, which often indicates that there is a local disaster.
The peach branch is yang, and it is inserted in the door to block evil spirits or plagues, and now that the peaceful and prosperous times are bright and prosperous, and the plague does not exist, it means that there is something evil in this small town!
"No......" Ding Xiaocong lamented, this is not an ordinary situation, the situation must be very serious.
The group walked on the silent and deserted street, looking left and right, and it was as clean as the wind blowing, and there was no popularity at all.
"Outlander?"
Someone shouted overhead, and the four of them looked up, and the window on the second floor of a small wooden building next to them opened, and an old lady poked her head out to look.
Hua Hongying hurriedly asked in a local accent: "Eldest sister, we are going to Xishan Quartz Mine, and we want to spend a night here tonight, where is the hotel?" β
When the aunt heard this, her face immediately turned pale, she kept waving her hand, and said eagerly: "There is a hotel in the town, but I advise you to leave overnight, the inn has just died, and it is also a stranger, so scary, you must not live!" β
The four of them looked at each other, and sure enough, something happened here!
"Auntie, how did that man die?" Ding Xiaocong took over and asked.
The old aunt was shocked when she heard this, and was about to say something, when there was a shouting and scolding from the house, and someone pulled her back into the house, and the window was slammed shut.
Seeing this scene, the clouds pressed on everyone's hearts, it seems that the matter is not small, I didn't expect that such a serious thing would happen in today's society.
"Let's go, let's go live in this hotel." Jiang Bai walked to the front street without hesitation, and the others hurriedly followed.
They are mages, and when they encounter these things, how can they ignore the reason to escape?
The small street is only a few hundred meters long, and it will come to an end in a short time, and there is indeed a small hotel in the position of the street. In the same black wooden building as other houses, the door was open, and an old man with a cloth wrapped around his head squatted at the door, smoking a dry cigarette with a sad face.
"Uncle, is there a guest room?" Jiang Bai walked up and bent down and asked.
The old man raised his head and saw the four of them, stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand with a bitter face, "Stranger, you should leave quickly while it is not dark, I won't hide it from you, the old man, something happened in the store, if the police didn't let me watch the scene, I would have run away." β
Jiang Bai glanced back at everyone, nodded, and said, "Uncle, can you tell us what's wrong?" We are mages, not mountain goods. β
It is located in the depths of the mountains, rich in all kinds of mountain goods, and there are foreign merchants who come in to collect them from time to time, and it is estimated that the old man treats them as traders.
Hearing that it was the mage, the old man was startled, and carefully looked at the four of them, and found that they were really unusual. Jiang Bai was dressed very strangely, followed by a small leopard, Ding Xiaocong was even more outrageous, with a white snake wrapped around his shoulder, and Hua Hongying was holding an oilcloth umbrella full of charms in her hand, so Guo Yunxiang looked normal.
This posture is not like a mage, but more like a juggler......
But whether it is an artist or a mage, they are definitely not ordinary people, those who run the rivers and lakes are capable people in the eyes of the common people, the old man's expression immediately relaxed, and after thinking about it, he finally confided the truth: "Since it is a customer of the rivers and lakes, then I will say that I know with you, there was a monster in my store last night......"
How many people are staring at each other, and the monster has killed someone? No way!
Next, the old man casually tore off the cloth wrapped around his head, wiped his face, and began to narrate what had happened, his eyes full of horror.
It happened last night, and the deceased was a foreigner who went into the mountains to collect mountain goods.
It was a capable man in his forties, and it was said that the traders who had been walking in the mountains for many years were similar to those who ran the rivers and lakes, and the means were somewhat there, and the experience was not bad, and there were many problems. After this person moved in at noon yesterday, as soon as he settled down, he asked the shopkeeper Lao Han if there was any such service......
"Which service?" Guo Yunxiang heard this and asked.
As soon as the words came out, the other four people all looked at her in a daze, and after a long time, she reacted, took a sip, and shrank back with a red face.
These vendors have been walking outside for many years, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, spending all the way, earning a lot, but they don't have much money to take home.
The old man then sighed: "Don't hide it, there is a little widow in the town, it turns out that there are guests who want this, and I always call her, but the little widow is not at home these days, so I refuse the guest." But that guy didn't give up, he called to find it, and he really let him find it, yesterday evening, that little girl came. β
Hua Hongying's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked the woman where she came from.
The old man shook his head, "How can my old man know, that girl is very beautiful, she looks like she is in her twenties, she entered someone's room when she came, and left after a few minutes. β
Speaking of this, a heavy horror appeared on the old man's face, and his words trembled, "At one o'clock last night, there was a lot of movement in his room, like a fight, my wife and I couldn't knock on the door, and when we crashed in, it was terrible!" β
"There's blood all over the house!" The old man stood up as he spoke, his eyes wide open, "The guest...... I can't see the human appearance anymore, my body is scratched to pieces, and I am dead lying on the ground! I hurriedly called the police, the police only left this afternoon, took the body away, let my old man watch the store, and was not allowed to leave......"
"Scratched alive!" Everyone gasped, the scratch could not be fatal, and they were scratched to death, so what did they have to scratch into? I can't imagine.
"yes." The old man covered his face and nodded, as if he didn't dare to recall the bloody scene, "There are hundreds of wounds, there is no good meat on the body, and even the eyeballs have been scratched out......"
Looking up at this inn, this can't be the work of a beast in the mountains, there are no beasts so fierce now, no wonder there are peach branches in front of the door of the town, it seems that the townspeople have concluded that the monster did it.
The four of them got together and summed it up, Hua Hongying stepped forward and said: "Brother, we are all strangers, there is really no place to go, you can let us stay overnight, I can make a note, and it has nothing to do with your brother if something happens." β