Chapter 480: Breaking Through (13)
The voice outside the sky disappeared, and even if Sun An called loudly, he did not appear, as quiet as if it had never existed.
After walking around the woods with the hunters for more than two hours, Sun An decided to give up, they saw some small animals, but they didn't find werewolves, not even wolves, and the woods always gave people an eerie feeling, which made people uncomfortable.
The reason for giving up is that he got the wrong task line, he has seen rabbits, he has seen werewolves, and he has encountered the disappearance of children, Sun An takes it for granted that it is related to werewolves, judging from the reaction of the villagers, it is indeed possible that this is also related to werewolves, but at present, he may be mistaken, otherwise it is impossible to make no progress at all.
The narration of the Voice of the Outer Heavens is also an important reminder, and if the plot progresses correctly, the narration will sound, just like when he first came into this world.
"At least give me a hint! How great is being a narrator? It's kind of a heads-up!" When he returned to the small mountain village, Sun An scolded the sky all the way, making the hunter even more sure that he was a psychopath.
When I returned to the village, it was already a little dark, and when I returned to the hunter's house, I drank a lot of water, and the village chief, who was full of disdain, also heard the news and walked in, followed by a man with a greasy hair and a pink face who was nearly forty years old.
"I'm not mistaken, right? It's useless, what can you do with the young people now? It's okay if you don't give your life in the woods. The village chief deliberately said to the person who came with him in a voice that Sun An could hear.
The person who came with him smiled and said, "Dad, you specially brought me here just to see others make a fool of themselves?"
The village chief sneered twice: "I specially brought you here, just to let you accept your impetuous virtue, so as not to be embarrassed like this in the future." ”
"I have a solution to this matter once and for all, to ensure that your son will never be impetuous. Sun An sat on the stone steps at the door of the hunter's house and said with a smile.
"What's the solution?" asked the village chief disapprovingly.
Sun An gave a thumbs up, his fingertips towards his neck, and slowly pulled from left to right.
The village chief's son was stunned for a moment, looked at the hunter who was squatting next to Sun An, saw that the hunter's face was pale, and he didn't dare to look at him, and then looked at his father.
"Get out!" the village chief roared angrily, and at the same time raised his crutches and slammed them on the ground, making a "tuk" sound.
"Just kidding, just kidding, it's not over yet, how can I go?" Sun An said with a smile.
The village chief glanced at the hunter, snorted heavily, and turned to leave, but his son did not follow, but walked into the courtyard and asked Sun An: "I believe what you said about the villagers becoming werewolves, otherwise how could you have lost so many people over the years, and you still can't find that wolf?" You can rest assured to check the matter of the werewolf, as long as you can find it, I will persuade my father to take you to that place." ”
"Thank you, your surname?" asked Sun An with a smile.
"Surnamed Xu, Xu Haohan, what about you?" the village chief's son also said with a smile.
"Just tell me to 'come and gnaw my scalp.'" Sun An came up with a very chic name.
He was talking about the pronunciation of the word lycanthropy, which is delusion of becoming a wolf, a mental illness.
Xu Haohan tilted his head, smiled and nodded to Sun An, turned around and went out.
After the two left, the hunter said curiously, "Didn't you say that your surname is Sun?
Sun An still looked at the courtyard gate, as if he could still see Xu Haohan's background, and said slowly: "Because I suddenly found that I was wrong, the missing child seems to have nothing to do with wolves, but ...... Hmm, let me ask you first, are all the children who have disappeared in the village all these years? Are there any adults who have gone missing?"
The hunter thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "They are all children, and the first little flower to disappear is only fifteen or sixteen years old. ”
"Very good, what is the village chief doing with his son?
The hunter shook his head and said, "I don't know what he does, but he seems to occasionally go to the town to do some business, and most of the time he stays in the village." ”
Sun An nodded, and asked again: "That woman's farming tools have been released with ashes, it seems that they have not been used for a long time, and they are almost as poor as you, there is no sign of a man's life, and the man is dead?"
"She ran away a few years ago, and she couldn't do much farm work when she was poor, so she basically relied on the people in the village to help her. The hunter sighed, and the number of people in the village became less and less, and most of them had gone outside.
"Why don't you run?" Sun An was curious.
The hunter's face turned slightly red, and he said: "I have also thought about it, but it is not bad to stay in the village, I can't find a wolf, and I can still make a living by hunting deer or something." ”
"Hah...... I see, let's go, go see that woman's house again, you have nothing to do anyway, just help me out. Sun An stood up and said.
The hunter had always thought he was a madman, but judging from these few words, he spoke quite methodically, and he was not completely crazy, so he nodded in agreement.
The two returned to the woman's house where they had lost their child, and did not go in, but walked outside around the wall, Sun An observed more carefully, and when they reached the back wall, they stood on the wall where there were footprints, and did not move for a long time.
It was getting darker and darker, and smoke was rising from behind some of the houses, and the hunter touched his stomach and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I look at the footprints one by one, most of these footprints are children, there is a vacant lot behind this house, the children in the village should often come here to play, kick the wall to play, kick out a lot of footprints, some footprints are superimposed, the shoes are big and small, the time is long and short, the color is dark and light, it is not easy to separate them one by one. Sun An said, pointing to a mass of footprints.
"What's the use of looking at footprints?" the hunter leaned closer and looked at it carefully, his head was a little dizzy, there were too many footprints, and it was not easy to break them down one by one.
"Half a footprint, but now there's not enough light. Sun An's attention was very focused, and his eyes never left the footprints.
"I'll go get you a lamp. "The hunter left.
Soon, he came over with a kerosene lamp, turned the fire up, and came to the footprints.
Although the light was not bright, it was much better than when there was no light, and Sun An also leaned over, squatted against the wall, and looked carefully.
It didn't take long for him to suddenly say, "Yes, bring me a burnt stick." ”
The hunter immediately ran into the house, took a piece of charcoal from the stove, ran out and handed it to Sun An.
"Here, the broken thread, this is the edge of the shoe, go ......up along this line," Sun An said, taking charcoal and drawing it up next to the line he said, and quickly sketched a horseshoe shape, which is exactly the shape of the forefoot of the shoe.
As soon as the thread was drawn, the shoe print, which was originally grayish and white, and which was difficult to find, became clear.
Sun An breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the charcoal, stood up and glanced at the wall, walked to the wall without footprints, took two steps back, rushed forward, stretched out his foot and kicked on the wall, reached the wall and pulled it, and lay on the wall.
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