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The man who suddenly appeared was about fifty or sixty years old, with a haggard face, gray hair, messy bun, and deep-set and unfocused eyes.

He wore a white inner garment and a yellow Taoist robe on the outer garment. But no one knew what had happened to the robe, which had become rags and was stained with dirt.

The dry and skinny fingers were raised tremblingly, and the voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "Water~"

Just as Chen Hao was about to approach with the water, Yan Junge stretched out his hand to stop him, took the bottle of mineral water, and poured it on the old man's face.

Although the others disagreed, they didn't say anything. After all, this man had just been peed on.

The old man drank in big gulps like a fish dying of thirst, and more water was poured over his face, barely washing off the urine that had just been stained on him.

Seeing that the man had almost finished drinking, Yan Junge took out handcuffs and handcuffed him.

"Old Yan, what's going on?" Li Jun was curious, but did not try to stop it!

"I suspect he is Sun Xian!"

Grass!

With a wave of his hand, he said, "Le Le, bring me the portrait!"

"I'm coming!"

Looking at the sketch drawn by Le Sheng, Yan Junge felt his eyes go dark. "Your drawing is so non-mainstream, even kindergarten kids are better than you!"

Le Sheng gestured and said, "Brother Yan, you can see that he has all the features he should have: droopy eyebrows, triangular eyes, pointed chin, and high cheekbones! They are so similar, they match perfectly!"

Yan Junge took it and gestured, it was true, "...! Go ask what's going on!"

"no problem!"

Sun Xian looked at the people in uniform and guessed that these people were here to arrest him, but being caught was better than dying here.

After Sun Xian had caught his breath and drank some water, he was finally able to speak. Without Le Sheng even saying anything, he spoke out loud, "Zhang Ji killed the man himself. I didn't do it. If you want to catch him, catch him!"

"..."

Le Sheng saw his miserable appearance, his clothes torn into strips, and said, "We'll have plenty of time to explain to you in court. Now tell me what happened after you escaped!"

"After escaping???"

As if recalling some terrifying scene, Sun Xian's breathing became rapid, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear. "They are evil spirits, demons, and they eat people! Go! As long as you take me away, I will tell you everything!"

A few people looked at each other and thought that his old problem had come back and he was trying to fool them again.

We took him to the car and continued on our way. It was getting dark soon.

Li Jun said, "I've already contacted H City. The closest place is Buttock Ridge. We can stay there for one night."

"??? What Ling???" Yan Junge almost sprayed a mouthful of water onto the windshield, choking him and making him cough.

"What's the fuss? It's just called Butt Ridge."

"...Not bad, but pretty good!" Yan Junge turned on the navigation on his phone. "Navigation starts. The destination is 34 kilometers away from Butt Ridge. It is expected to..."

"..."

The silence in the car was terrifying, Li Jun was still muttering, "Take Pu Shi's name!!!"

"...Well, simple!"

At this time, Li Jun's cell phone rang, and Liu Wen's voice came, "Captain Li, this Sun Xian wanted to jump out of the car, and kept banging his head against the car door. We knocked him out."

"What happened? It was fine just now!"

"Sun Xian was quite honest at first, but when he heard that we were going to stay overnight at Butt Ridge, he went crazy, shouting and yelling, saying there were demons there and they wanted to kill him." Liu Wen glanced at Sun Xian, who had fainted, and added, "He doesn't look like he's faking it. He's really scared."

Without thinking for too long, they stopped the car again. Li Jun and Yan Junge first checked Sun Xian's condition. It was indeed the case. The bump on his forehead showed that he had been hit very hard.

Li Junxian called the village chief of Buttocks Ridge again, and he said there was no problem and welcomed them. He also said that the room and food were ready.

"Old Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Junge glanced at Sun Xian, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "Old Li, let's do this, you and I will go into the village first, if there is no problem, others can go in later."

"also!"

After discussing countermeasures, Yan Junge and Li Jun drove in first and stopped at the village office. The village chief was already waiting there, and was surprised to see only two people.

Li Jun smiled and said, "It's just the two of us, Village Chief, please get us something to eat. We've been hungry all the way!"

"Okay, wait, it'll be here soon~" The village chief was very enthusiastic. He served a pot of pork stewed with vermicelli, a pot of steamed buns, a pot of porridge, and a pot of pickled vegetables.

Li Jun took a look and started eating first, "Mm, delicious, thank you!"

"Don't be polite, just eat as long as you like!"

When the village chief left, Li Jun had already eaten a steamed bun and tasted every dish. Yan Junge took out a biscuit from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, staring at him all the time.

Li Jun swallowed hard and drank the porridge smoothly. "If you lose the rock-paper-scissors game, you can eat the biscuits. Why are you looking at me? Besides, I am eating these things at the risk of being poisoned!"

Yan Junge drank the mineral water in his pocket, rolled his eyes and ignored him, then opened the door and walked out. It was probably only about 5 or 6 degrees at this moment, and the breeze was blowing on his face!

Looking up at the mountain not far away, there are two big lumps with a depression in the middle. It really looks like a butt, but the name is too rough.

All night long, Li Jun was not poisoned to death, and he slept soundly. He smacked his lips and was awakened by the delicious smell. The village chief brought another bowl of fried cakes, a bowl of porridge, and a bowl of egg sauce.

Li Jun bit the cake and looked at Yan Junge, "How about a bite?"

"No!" Yan Junge swallowed his saliva, went out of the house, and wandered around. It didn't matter if he wandered around, but how come more than a dozen families were hanging white cloth to hold funerals?

When I asked the villagers, they all waved their hands heavily and said that they all died of illness overnight, and more than 60 people have died so far. After the funeral, they were ready to leave, saying that the village was cursed and they would die if they didn't leave.

After returning to the village office, Yan Junge told Li Jun what he had learned, and the latter frowned. "This village produces a lot of wild ginseng, various mushrooms, and hazelnuts. The villagers' living standards are not bad. Except for the young people who need to go to school and go out, the overall population is okay, about 300 to 400."

"So many people died in this one incident, it's impossible that it went unreported so quietly!"

The two looked at each other, touched the guns at their waists, and said, "Let's go find the village chief!"

After asking around, I found out that I had reached the village chief's home, and it turned out that the village chief's family was also holding a funeral. The person who died was the village chief's little granddaughter. Since she was young, there was no big ceremony. They just hung a white cloth on the roof of the house, wrapped the child's body in a quilt, and buried it directly after the coffin was made.

Li Jun went over to negotiate, and the two were taken to a side room. When the rope on the quilt was untied, the body of a child was revealed. The child looked to be about eight or nine years old.

When Li Jun removed the yellow paper covering his face, he was obviously startled, but he did not show it.

"Village chief, so many people died in the village, why didn't you report it?"

The village chief sighed, "It's useless to report it. No one wants to have their family members dissected. They have to cut open their stomachs. Our Niuniu was taken to be dissected, but they said she had eaten poisonous mushrooms by mistake. Sigh~"

"I have lived in this village for sixty years. How could I possibly pick poisonous mushrooms? No one cares. No one asks. So many people have died in this village. I have no face to continue as the village chief!"