The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"Another curse from the Earth God?"

"No, no, the God of Land has forgiven us. This is another matter."

The old woman's expression became unnatural. She avoided the curse and refused to say another word.

Qin Miaoxi winked at Lu Qingchen, and he quickly said, "Auntie, the curse is very mysterious. It might even affect the fortune of the village. Why don't you tell us about it? Maybe there's a way to break it!"

The old woman glanced around warily, waved to the two men, and whispered, "Ever since those people left five years ago, the elderly in the village have been disappearing inexplicably, and their whereabouts remain unknown."

Qin Miaoxi immediately asked, "Did you leave on your own too?"

"Maybe! But they all disappeared suddenly, and they didn't leave any information."

The old woman muttered to herself, "It's strange to say, ever since those old people disappeared, crops have slowly grown in the village. Although there aren't many, they're enough for us to eat."

"Why didn't you report it to the police?"

"They are all elderly people, and the children at home don't want to report it to the police. After all, this is not a glorious thing."

Lu Qingchen was puzzled, "What's so shameful about this?"

The old woman didn't say much, and Qin Miaoxi didn't want to ask any more questions, so she could only change the question.

"Who cast the curse?"

"We don't actually know who it is, but every time someone disappears in the village, their family leaves behind a message: 'Life for life.'"

"What does this have to do with the back of the village? They all went there before they disappeared."

Qin Miaoxi finally understood. The old lady was afraid that when they got there, they would disappear inexplicably like the people who disappeared in the village.

Seeing that the old man insisted on not letting them take this road, the two men left without saying anything about going to the back village.

In the evening, after all the villagers had returned home from the fields, they quietly went to the back village.

It was a wasteland with nothing there, and it looked even more desolate in the dark night.

"There's nothing here, it's just a wasteland! Let's go!"

As soon as Lu Qingchen finished speaking, he bumped into a rock with his foot.

I couldn't help but curse inwardly, and saw the words above in the moonlight: Tomb of Zhou Wen.

Lu Qingchen suddenly jumped three feet high. Looking around, he saw stones of different sizes placed on the ground, all with different names written on them.

He instantly jumped to Qin Miaoxi's side, grabbed her arm tightly and exclaimed: "This... This is a cemetery. Is this the curse the old lady mentioned?"

This is not a curse, it's clearly those people who don't want to live anymore and want to see their families before they die!

Qin Miaoxi looked at everything calmly, "That should be it!"

Lu Qingchen suddenly felt unwell and pulled her out, "There's nothing to see here, let's go!"

Qin Miaoxi pulled him back and said, "This should be the place we are looking for."

"what?"

Before he could understand the meaning of this sentence, Qin Miaoxi pulled him towards the depths of the cemetery.

At the end, the two found a huge stone with more than one name engraved on it.

Qin Miaoxi began to study it carefully, but Lu Qingchen felt extremely uncomfortable in this environment. He swallowed his saliva and suggested, "Why don't we come back tomorrow during the day? I always feel that this place is full of gloomy winds. Is there really any curse?"

Qin Miaoxi said indifferently, "Don't worry, we are not from Fengshui Village, so the curse will not fall on us."

Lu Qingchen took a look and said hastily, "This might be the family stele."

Qin Miaoxi shook her head and said, "They are not from the same family. They don't even have the same surname."

"It's different, so it's different. Maybe the custom here is to bury the dead together."

Lu Qingchen racked his brains to trick Qin Miaoxi into leaving, but she remained unmoved and instead took a few steps forward.

My foot slipped and I immediately felt the soil beneath my feet loosen.

Lu Qingchen quickly pulled Qin Miaoxi back. At that moment, the sand and stones where she had just stepped on slid down the mountain like water. Soon a large area was left empty, and the sound of stones falling into the water could be heard.

Qin Miaoxi said in surprise: "There is a river below."

Lu Qingchen turned the man to look at him and scolded him dissatisfiedly: "Are you going to die? Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Qin Miaoxi was stunned by the sudden scolding, "I..."

The moonlight fell on his nervous face, and he suddenly couldn't say the words to explain. His arms, which were held by him, were burning.

She whispered, "I'll be more careful next time."

"There won't be a next time. You're already getting married, so let me handle this kind of thing."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

This sounds familiar. Shouldn't it be about someone who is about to become a mother?

She coughed and said seriously, "I think those twenty-one corpses came from here. I just looked at the names on the stone tablet. There are exactly twenty-one, seventeen women and four men. If the total number is the same by coincidence, then the probability of the same gender and number is extremely small."

Lu Qingchen looked at the place where he had just been, and was still feeling scared.

"It's too dark tonight to see clearly what's going on below. It could be a river or just a ditch. The soil around it is loose, so we can't stay here for long. Let's go back and see tomorrow."

Qin Miaoxi nodded, and the two of them quickly returned the same way.

Shortly after the two left, the shadows of the trees not far away swayed, and a black figure appeared among the dense leaves.

He looked at the two figures walking away and laughed strangely, "I finally found your daughter."

The next day, Qin Miaoxi and her companion came to Fengshui Village again, but this time they did not come empty-handed. Instead, they brought two large carts of grain and seeds. They also brought an old farmer who was proficient in farming to help them check why the land here could not grow crops.

Qin Miaoxi found the village chief and said with a smile: "Village chief, thank you for your hospitality yesterday. We brought some seeds and hope they will be of help to you."

There was another tug of war between the two sides, and everything on the car was left behind. During this time, Lu Qingchen had already led the old farmer to mingle with the villagers. The villagers were listening carefully to the old farmer's experience in farming, hoping to grow more food.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Qin Miaoxi took the opportunity to go to the toilet to avoid everyone and quietly went to the cemetery in the back village.

The feeling of the cemetery during the day is completely different from that at night. The stones with names written on them are placed casually on the ground. If it weren’t for the words on them, you probably wouldn’t have thought that this is a cemetery!

She quickly arrived at the place where she was yesterday. The stone was still there, but most of the land in front had collapsed. If it were only three meters more, the boulder would fall down.

Could the corpses have been washed out from here?

She looked around and suddenly heard a strange voice in her ear, "Who?"

A sound of breaking air suddenly came from behind her. She dodged sideways and the stone hit the tree trunk.

She keenly noticed the swaying black shadow in the distance, and in a flash she appeared in the tree, but there was nothing there, as if what she had just seen was all an illusion.

However, when she returned to the tree trunk that had just been hit by the stone, she saw words on it.

No.

No what? Not here? Not leaving? Or not dying?

Soon, she was shocked to find that not only was the word "No" written on this tree, but the same word "No" was written on the tree trunks next to it.

Judging from the handwriting, it was written by the same person over a period of time. The font is dark and wide, and has been squeezed and deformed by the growth of trees. It must have been carved over a period of four or five years.

Her eyes darted back and forth between the boulder and the tree trunk. Could this be what they left behind?