Although the black dog was dead, no one dared to approach, including the village chief and Zhao Laosan, but just watched from afar.

After a while, Yang Jinshan and his family squeezed in front of the crowd with sad faces, and after seeing the black dog dead on the ground, Yang Jinshan's daughter-in-law cried loudly and walked over and squatted in front of the black dog.

Yang Jinshan took out a white cloth from his pocket and gently covered the dog, giving me the feeling that where is this dead dog, it is clearly a dead son.

Li Cripple helped him transfer his son's soul to the black dog, and it is estimated that the fathers and villagers of the entire Yunmen Village know about it, and it is difficult to say anything at this time.

The two of them seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, holding the dead dog and trembling home.

After the two left, everyone also walked to the village in twos and threes.

On the way back to the village, I took out my phone again and read the task released by Yin Si twice, and as soon as I returned to the village, I heard a shouting sound from the village, and the sixth sense told me that something had happened again.

After walking a few dozen meters forward, I saw a patrol car parked at the intersection in front of me, I thought about it for a while, and then I remembered that it should be the matter of the kobold monster before, and the village chief asked the village accountant to report to the police, which should be the police who went out after receiving the alarm.

I wonder what the police will do with this monster?

I was going to go back to sleep quickly, but seeing this scene, I instantly aroused my curiosity and came over in a daze.

A few policemen were questioning the village chief, and there were many neighbors gathered around them, forming a semicircle, all pointing and looking at the ground in front of them.

Cloud Gate Village is not peaceful tonight!

Is it the evil chicken of Old Man Hu's house again?

Thinking so, I squeezed forward, and saw a dead man lying on the ground, a strange face.

The man had messy hair, a face covered in acne, and a pimple on his forehead.

It's not for kobold monsters! There's another corpse.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the rope binding the dead man, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Isn't this the woolen nylon rope that Chen Laosan and the others used to tie up the dog-headed monster just now? Looking at the corpse's clothes, it was exactly the same as the monster just now.

How could there be such a coincidence?

I thought of a possibility, could the dead man in front of me be the same kobold monster before?

With that in mind, I leaned over to the village chief and the police to listen to what they were saying.

After listening to a few words, I probably understood what was going on, and sure enough, it verified my idea, this corpse was the kobold who was tied up by Chen Laosan and them before.

It's just that even a few village committees and accountants who were guarding the scene didn't understand why the kobold monster suddenly turned into an extremely ugly dead man?

As I continued to listen, my scalp went numb with shock.

A small policeman took out a "corpse search revelation", and I listened to the general meaning: There was a car accident in the county ten days ago, three died on the spot, and the other two were seriously injured, but the case was not dealt with, but one of the corpses disappeared.

This is similar to the case of the loss of the body in the Yongan Funeral Parlor, when we just recovered the body and destroyed the evil building hidden under the funeral home, but the truth of this case was not actually found out, at that time, Lao Lu told me that the person behind the scene was very skilled, he was not an opponent at all, and in the end I didn't know who this person was.

At this time, a bold guess popped up in my mind: was the Yongan funeral home and the loss of the body in this place done by the same person?

Could it be that crazy Taoist priest again?

Come to think of it, if all of this were combined, it would be a little scary!

Suddenly, I heard one of the people who looked like the head of a policeman shouting: "Hurry up and call the carver surnamed Wang!" ”

In less than a minute, Wang Yujue squeezed out of the crowd with a pale face and walked in front of several policemen and the village chief.

After some interrogation, Wang Yujue suddenly sat on the ground.

"I say! I...... I say it all! ”

After Wang Yujue was "bombarded in turn" by several policemen and village heads, he finally couldn't stand it and collapsed mentally.

"Actually, I don't understand what the hell is going on!"

This is the first sentence Wang Yujue said with a sigh.

"You don't know? That strange wood carving isn't your handiwork? Without waiting for the police to ask, the village chief on one side said first.

"Yes—but I don't know! I'll tell you the truth! In fact, the carving technology of our royal family has been passed on to my generation is already very mediocre, and the things I carved before can't be sold at all...... Until a year ago, a year or two months ago to be exact, I remember that it was the evening of October 7th......"

Chen Laosan also said that since the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, there are many people in their village who make a living from carving, and this generation has been passed down from generation to generation to today, and there are ten generations and eight generations, which can be regarded as ancestral craftsmanship.

Among them is Wang Yujue, their old Wang family.

At the beginning of the last century, the Wang family was still a carved family within a radius of several hundred miles, but when it came to Wang Yujue's grandfather's generation, it was already very defeated, and then in the hands of Wang Yujue, this technology was even more ordinary.

Wang Yujue is also an ambitious person, and he wants to restore the former glory of his ancestors.

In addition to talent, some details are also very important in the art of wood carving.

On the evening of October 7 last year, Wang Yujue was drinking at home when suddenly an old Taoist priest with a strange appearance, dress, language, and behavior came to the door to beg for food.

The old Taoist priest shook his head again and again when he saw several carvings on the table.

Originally, Wang Yujue had a fire in his heart, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even look down on a beggar for food, so he was naturally furious, stood up with a "puff", and asked the old Taoist priest what he meant.

At first, the down-and-out old Taoist priest just smiled and waved his hand without answering.

Wang Yujue was also suspicious, closed the door directly, and took out another fifty yuan and handed it over, so that he had to make it clear.

The old Taoist priest smiled at this time, and at the same time stretched out his dirty black finger and pointed to a wood carving of "Sanyang Kaitai" on the table, and pointed out a few details.

The more Wang Yujue listened, the faster his heartbeat became, and when the down-and-out Taoist priest finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had met a master.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, took out a broken book with only a dozen pages from the broken package on his body, and took out a carving knife with a knife handle made of bone and a small pointed brush from the bag, and the pen barrel was engraved with four seal characters "dot painting into fine", and handed one to Wang Yujue.

Let him use this carving knife to carve according to the patterns and methods in the book, and only need to practice carving seven of them, and his carving technique will change qualitatively.

In the end, the down-and-out Taoist priest also instructed that this pen must not be used to easily draw eyes on the carving, otherwise the carving will become a living thing.

These words not only shocked Wang Yujue to be completely drunk, but also shocked into a cold sweat, but after listening to it, he pondered, the old Taoist priest said too mysteriously, if there is such a good thing, why don't he keep it for himself, why bother to beg for a living!

He gave the old Taoist priest another 300 yuan and kept sending people outside the gate.