Chapter 12
After Zhang Queshan walked some distance away, Yitu slowly stepped out from behind the wall and entered Liu the Stonemason's house.
A dim oil lamp hung on the wall in the courtyard, making Liu the stonemason's wrinkled face even more creepy, with dried blood on his forehead.
It was Yitu’s masterpiece during the day.
He sat in front of many unformed stone statues, hammering the stones in a random manner.
Rather than saying that stonemason Liu was carving stone, it would be more accurate to say that his actions at this moment were simply relieving a deep anxiety.
This anxiety could no longer be hidden, so he had to do something to avoid driving himself crazy, such as carving.
Yi Tu couldn't help but frown, until he walked in front of Liu the Mason, Liu the Mason finally paid some attention to him.
"I have already delivered the stone tablet. I have delivered it."
He repeated this sentence over and over again. Yitu looked at the yard and found that the stone tablet that was delivered in the afternoon was indeed missing.
Apart from the village chief, he couldn't think of anyone else who could take the stone tablet away.
As a result, it becomes impossible to obtain clues from the inscriptions on the stone tablet.
Fortunately, Yitu had other plans, so the matter of the stone tablet could be put aside for the time being.
"Well, Liu the Stonemason, I'm not here to get the stone tablet, I'm here to get the hammer." Yi Tu asked tentatively.
Stonemason Liu seemed not to hear and continued talking to himself.
"The stone tablet has been delivered. If it cracks next year, I'll have to make another one. The same thing will happen the year after next, year after year..."
Yitu frowned when he heard this. Do the stone tablets in the temple crack and need to be remade every year?
Isn't this the same as the village festival, which is held once a year and every year?
"They took my stele and never came back. Where did they go..."
After saying this, Liu the Stonemason suddenly turned around and stared at Yi Tu, his eyes bulging out with bloodshot streaks, which was frightening.
"Where have my neighbors gone? Have you seen them?"
Yi Tu felt uncomfortable being stared at. Before he could speak, Liu the Stonemason asked again:
"Have you seen my son? Where has he gone?"
"And Meng Xiaotian, he went up the mountain this morning, why hasn't he come back yet?"
"Where did they all go? Where did they go?"
Stonemason Liu became more and more excited as he spoke, and he grabbed Yi Tu's arm tightly, as if he was about to be strangled.
At this time, Liu the stonemason was obviously unconscious and his memory was confused.
"Where have you gone, my neighbors, my son..."
Yitu felt a cold sweat on his forehead and forced himself to calm down.
Liu the stonemason was much stronger than an average man, and he had to use almost all his strength to break free.
After finally catching his breath, Liu the Stonemason kept repeating those questions.
"Where have all my neighbors gone? Where have they gone?"
Yitu finally took up the conversation this time:
"Of course they're all in the river."
In the accident three years ago, most of the villagers were on the capsized boat.
Liu the stonemason's neighbors were not surprised at all, so when they came out to look for Liu the stonemason's house in the afternoon, they saw those things in the yard next door.
One after another, the villagers hid in the house with pale skin and swollen bodies, like zombies.
After hearing Yitu's answer, Liu the Stonemason was completely stunned. His face once again showed pain, and his dry lips trembled:
"What about my son? Where did he go?"
Yitu said calmly, "Your son is also in the river."
After saying this, cold sweat broke out on his palms due to nervousness.
Liu the stonemason really didn't know where his son had gone.
The answer he gave was just a guess based on the information given by the village chief and some of his inferences.
Would I die if I answered incorrectly? Although Yitu was extremely nervous, he managed to remain calm on the surface.
He stared at the hammer in Liu the stonemason's hand, afraid that he would be hit by it if he was not careful, and could not help but move backwards.
However, Liu the stonemason did not notice his little movements and was still in a trance.
"Really? My son is dead too..."
Stonemason Liu's expression became even more painful, but he couldn't help but smash the hammer in his hand against the stones to vent his resentment.
"Yes, my son died too."
"He was murdered and his body was thrown into the river."
Two lines of blood and tears flowed from Liu the stonemason's eyes. Yi Tu, who guessed the answer, was shocked and relieved at the same time.
He didn't expect that his guess was actually correct. When he mentioned Liu the stonemason's son to the village chief, the village chief's expression was gloomy.
There must have been some conflict between the two people, but Yi Tu didn't think too deeply about it. He just remembered one thing clearly.
No matter who you are, you must first cross the river in front of the village to enter Mengjia Village, otherwise you have to cross the three mountains behind the village.
Just like the day they arrived, they came by boat.
However, the village chief said that Liu the stonemason's son had left Mengjia Village for a big city a long time ago. If Liu Cheng had not left, the village chief would give people the illusion that he had left.
Then he was most likely left in the river.
However, the process of finding the answer was different from what he had guessed. Liu Cheng did not board the ship that capsized thirteen years ago.
He was murdered by someone.
Yi Tu was lost in thought when Liu the Stonemason's third question came again.
"Where is Meng Xiaotian? I remember he said a few days ago that he was going up the mountain to pick wild vegetables for his wife..."
Stonemason Liu muttered to himself. At this moment, his memory was completely confused.
I can’t remember the past, and the present is also blurry.
As for who Meng Xiaotian was, Yi Tu already had the answer in his mind.
He is Meng Xiaotian, the village chief’s son who was bitten to death by a mandrill in the mountains.
The village chief told the players that his son had also been bitten by a mandrill, but when he mentioned Ruan Mengmeng, a high school student who had also been bitten, he regretfully asked them not to look for it.
He was certain their companion was dead, as if he had encountered this kind of thing before.
So, the village chief's son did not survive, he also died on the mountain.
But Yitu didn't know why the village chief concealed the truth and even gave people the illusion that his son was still alive through his words.
"Where is Meng Xiaotian..."
"He's gone now," Yitu said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu the Stonemason roared excitedly:
"You lie! You lie!"
Yitu took a step back, looked at the NPC in front of him who was about to go berserk, and quickly said:
"Meng Xiaotian is really gone. I burned him to death."
[Anonymous Player 531: Huh? Huh? Holy crap!
Anonymous player 666: That fly monster? Is it the village chief's son? Holy crap!
Anonymous player 360: All three of his answers are correct and basically consistent with my inference. This newcomer is really a dark horse.
Anonymous player 361: May I ask what level of poker owner the boss above is? Have you voted yet?
Anonymous player 360: I'm level 6, and I voted too early and didn't give it to the newcomer. I made a mistake, and I regret it a bit (awkward smile.jpg)
Anonymous player 407: Phew, even the big guys made a mistake, so I feel relieved, as long as they don’t have to pay, it’s fine.
Anonymous player 351: This newbie actually dared to burn an NPC? He even burned him to death (shocking.jpg)
Anonymous Player 360: But I won’t lose money if I vote for number one, because I know him, so I didn’t think too much about it.
Anonymous player 345: ??? ??? Holy crap?
Anonymous player 777: "Big guys know big guys, right? Does that mean it's a guaranteed win?"
Anonymous Player 541: Bet on number seven, you'll definitely earn more than number one. Don't ask who I am, I'm the Prophet (BGM starts playing.jpg)
Anonymous player 568: So burning to death is also an answer? I knock!
Liu the stonemason suddenly stopped swinging his hammer, and after a long while he slowly nodded:
"Oh, so he's dead."
Yitu breathed a sigh of relief instantly. The fly monster that he burned to death in the shop was Meng Xiaotian who was bitten to death by a mandrill.
When he saw that a large piece of flesh was missing from the man's neck, it was obviously caused by a beast's bite.
Among the NPCs in this card game, only the village chief's son had been bitten by a wild beast.
So when the fly monster appeared, Yitu guessed his identity at a glance.
This was also the reason why Fu Xue was surprised that he no longer asked the village chief about the whereabouts of his son, because he already knew who the village chief's son was, so why bother asking again.
And more importantly, Meng Xiaotian was burned to death by him, and the village chief probably doesn't know about this.
How could Yitu dare to go forward and get into trouble again? It is always better to be honest.
Stonemason Liu stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He seemed to have recalled some painful memories, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
The hammer that he had been holding tightly in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Yitu's heart moved, and he carefully stepped forward to pick up the hammer. There was no blood on the hammer handle.
Just as he picked up the hammer, Liu the stonemason suddenly fell to his knees, which scared Yi Tu.
"I remember now, it all started with Meng Xiaotian's death."
Stonemason Liu's voice was hoarse and bitter. "On the third day after his death, Meng Yitian invited a deity back from outside the village and built a village temple."
"He called that deity the Mother Goddess and attempted to resurrect his son."
"And the so-called village festival every year is the day when those people return."
Yitu was shocked.
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[Player No. 7 is trying to advance the plot to 48%, but the door status has not been refreshed. Please work harder, other players!]
When the system prompt appeared on everyone's game panel, everyone's expression changed slightly.
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