After brainstorming for a long time, Li Mi ran out of thoughts, he took an oil lamp and looked at the bottom of this well carefully, but did not find anything special.

There are still a few signs of being hit by pickaxes and shovels at the bottom of the well, and it looks like it has been some years, and someone must have dug the bottom of the well here a long time ago.

Other than that, no other traces were found at the bottom of the well.

Li Mi shouted towards the mouth of the well, Shen Luo poked his head down, showed a small face, and asked what he commanded.

Li Mi asked Shen Luo to throw a piece of cloth down, carefully wrapped a stone that killed the cripple, and pulled the rope to let Shen Luo pull it back.

After Ping'an came out of the well, the surrounding villagers looked at Li Mi for a while, they didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who looked a little bookish, would have such a big courage to dare to go down to the dry well that had just died and was dark in the middle of winter.

Shen Luo let go of the rope, rubbed his wrist and complained: "What did you hold up, and when you pulled you, it sank like a pig." ”

She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, although her arm strength is good, and it is more than enough to pull a man, but the hemp rope is too rough, and she rubs a few hot openings in the palm of her hand.

Li Mi hugged the stone and scratched his head and said, "There should be clues about the murderer on it, and it may be used in the future, so I will take it back." ”

The murderer stood by the well and stoned the cripple to death, in the ancient environment with a weak sense of criminal investigation, he would not have thought of erasing fingerprints, and no one could have thought that fingerprints would also expose the murderer.

But Li Mi can let the fingerprint speak.

There is also a chance for DNA comparison in the record of injustice, and Li Mi only has one chance to use it, so it cannot be used easily until the real culprit is confirmed.

Li Mi asked Shen Luo to borrow a brush and a knife, scraped around the stone as a test material, and carefully put it into a dry cloth, and then clapped his hands and threw the stone aside.

Cao Shaocheng's interrogation was basically completed, and there were no valuable results, and after that night, no one in the village had seen the cripple.

Li Mi focused on asking about Feng Lao, because when he and Cao Shaocheng sneaked into Feng's house that night, the old man was lying on the edge of the well and didn't know what to look at.

But Cao Shaocheng's words dispelled Li Mi's thoughts, "According to the people in the village, Feng Lao has had this habit since twenty years ago, and he often lies on the side of the well in a daze, and he doesn't know what he is looking at. The events of that night should have been purely coincidental. ”

Li Mi sighed, and seeing that there were no clues, he asked all the villagers to leave, and when he turned around, Liang Kuan and Old Man Feng both looked at them with blank eyes, and then slowly turned around and entered the inner courtyard.

After dismissing the villagers, Li Mi took Cao Shaocheng and Shen Luo to search the scene for a long time, but found no suspicious traces left by the murderer.

The only thing that is a little strange is that there are two shallow strangulation marks on the trunk of the ancient locust tree, and Li Mi has studied it for a long time and has not figured out what it is for.

"Maybe Liang Kuan or someone else tied something here?" Li Mi guessed that this ancient locust tree has a thick trunk and is indeed a good fulcrum.

But the two strangulation marks on the tree are too new, they should have been left in the past two days, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

If this was left by the murderer, what would the murderer do with these two strangulation marks?

Or was it left by a cripple? It is also possible that he stumbled like a dry well before he died, and must have stayed in this vicinity, and it is impossible to know what he did.

Li Mi thought for a while, secretly remembered this suspicious point, and then looked up at the almost dark sky, and beckoned the two to go back.

After eating, the three of them got together to discuss the case and express their opinions.

Quliu Village is full of suspicions, from the old house of the Feng family to the cave in the back mountain, from the tragic death of fifty-seven people twenty years ago to the death of the old Taoist priest and the cripple, if you investigate carefully, you will find that they are inextricably linked.

Li Mi could see the thread between them, but he couldn't touch it or guess it.

The black clouds that hung over Quliu Village also shrouded everyone's hearts.

Shen Luo speculated that Wang Dachun was related to the death of the old Taoist priest and the cripple, but was denied by Li Mi.

Regardless of the old Taoist priest's side for the time being, if it was really Wang Dachun who killed the cripple, why would he allow the people of the Six Doors to investigate the cause of death.

Obviously, Wang Dachun had no idea about the cripple's death.

Wang Dachun, as the head of Quliu Village, is secretly engaged in some kind of shady deed, there is no doubt that if he wants to kill people, it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to push the death of a cripple on his head.

Cao Shaocheng talked about Liang Kuan again, and Li Mi also vetoed it. Liang Kuan is strong and strong, and he can kill the cripple from the front, and then push it into the well, there is no need to go around in circles.

After thinking about it, the three people who were the most suspicious, the old Taoist priest is dead, and Wang Dachun and Liang Kuan are not suspected of killing the cripple.

So it was the other villagers who killed the cripple?

Li Mi couldn't figure it out for the time being, but he planned to start with Wang Dachun, the most suspect, to investigate.

Whether Wang Dachun has anything to do with the Feng family tragedy and the curse of Quliu Village, he will not be a good person, at least he will not let people go home empty-handed.

Li Mi thought of the mysterious wooden boxes and the so-called goods in the cave in the back mountain, and was faintly curious.

He and Shen Luo quickly made a plan, planning to go to the back mountain again at night, and at the same time arranged for Cao Shaocheng to return to the yamen with six doors to transfer support.

Regardless of whether the case can be solved this time, it is definitely a certainty that the county government will arrest Wang Dachun in prison.

Late at night, raindrops began to fall over Quliu Village, and the black clouds that had been brewing for many days finally couldn't hold back at this moment.

The three of them left Liu Sanxi's house, and the big black dog in the courtyard looked up lazily, yawned, and continued to lie in the nest and doze off.

Li Mi looked up not far away, the black back mountain hidden behind the old mansion of the Feng family, under the iron-gray sky, it looked majestic and unattainable.

Suddenly, Cao Shaocheng grabbed Li Mi and whispered, "Sir, there is someone on the watchtower." ”

It rained heavily at night, and the people in the watchtower only needed to hide inside to overlook the village, but now they had to try to poke their heads out through the rain to see if the three black shadows on the ground were human figures.

After trying to look at it for a long time, there seems to be no figure there, could it be that the rain is too big and it is dazzling?

At the same time, Li Mi and Shen Luo hid behind a tree, and not far from the watchtower, Cao Shaocheng quietly approached with his sword, and then climbed up like a spirit ape.

After about a cup of tea, there were several fights over the watchtower, which were soon drowned out by the sound of the night rain.

Cao Shaocheng leaned out, and after making a gesture, the two groups of people acted separately.

Li Mi took Shen Luo along a deep path to the back mountain.

The second time he went up the mountain, he was obviously more familiar with the road than the first time, Li Mi looked at the old mansion of the Feng family looming behind him, and some speculations appeared in his heart.

Shen Luo pushed him, "Why are you stunned, why don't you lead the way quickly?" ”

Li Mi wiped the rain from his face and continued to bury his head up the mountain.

The rain became heavier and heavier, accompanied by thunder, and the whole mountain seemed to be roaring wildly.

The mountain road was muddy and the road was dangerous, and the two of them didn't know how long they had climbed, and finally saw a dark cave in the distance.

Li Mi made a silent gesture, and the two quietly approached, following the previous route, into the cave.

After groping some distance forward, they saw the light of the fire shaking, and they immediately hid in the low cave where Li Mi had been hiding last time.

Four or five young men with weapons in their hands were drinking around the campfire, and several of them who had been drinking for half the night were already drowsy, and only two of them were still drinking with each other.

These people Li Mi have all seen in the village, they are young descendants of the village, and it seems that they were brainwashed by Wang Dachun and later became pawns.

After he glanced at Shen Luo, he muttered in a low voice, and Shen Luo nodded.

Before leaving, Shen Luo took out a delicate short knife from his back waist, and the handle of the short knife was wrapped with gold wire, which was obviously the girl's personal belongings, and it was especially warm in his hand.

She solemnly handed it over to Li Mi, and said in a low voice: "Take the self-defense, I will get rid of them and rush over to meet immediately." ”

Subsequently, Shen Luo withdrew along the original road, leaving Li Mi alone to lurk in the low cave with a short knife.

After a few breaths, a rock gurgled out and smashed against the wall, making a harsh sound that rolled back and forth through the cave.

The two young villagers who were fighting for wine were stunned, turned around and looked around, but found no one, and thought that it was raining too much, and they had auditory hallucinations.

Soon another stone slammed into the wall, and the two realized that something was wrong, and they threw down the flask, took their weapons, and kicked their sleeping companion awake.

Suddenly, another fist-sized stone roared and smashed into a man's head, knocking him unconscious.

"Shit, someone, catch him!"

Several people came to their senses, picked up their weapons, and chased after the entrance of the cave.

Soon there was no one around the campfire, and after a while, Li Mi rolled out of the low cave with a bowed waist, looked around with a short knife in his hand, and ran quickly to the depths of the cave to make sure that no one was around.

The cave road in front of him became darker and darker, Li Mi had no torches, so he could only move forward in the dark, which seemed to be located in the depths of the mountain, to the mountain.

The sound of rain was almost inaudible here, and Li Mi was walking against the wall, and there was a faint clanging sound in his ears.

He pressed his head against the wall and listened closely, and found that the sound was rhythmic and sonorous, like striking iron.

Li Mi didn't know where the sound came from, but when he walked further, the sound of striking iron gradually disappeared, and it seemed to be hidden in the mountain just now.

Hundreds of paces forward, a hole finally appeared, and a faint light emanated from it.

Li Mi's heart was shocked, he clenched the short knife and chased after him, stopped at the entrance of the cave, listened attentively for a long time, and confirmed that there was no one nearby before daring to come out.

Outside the cave, there are continuous green hills, heavy rain is pouring, and Li Mi sees a piece of luxurious houses in front of him, which is very different from Quliu Village, like a paradise.

Li Mi saw that there were patrols on the other side of the house, so he quickly hid behind a tree, and he carefully looked at this house, with everything from the corridor waist song platform to the dance hall water pavilion.

Compared to Quliu Village, it is like a paradise.

That's all the improper business Wang Dachun has done over the years?

Li Mi was a little puzzled, what did he build so many houses for, making them look like a mountain villa, and there were people patrolling, what was inside?