Chapter 63 Wugu Village 6
Just like Qi Yan’s fall from the building, Xia Bai and his friends first learned from the village chief that a villager had contracted a strange disease.
At that time, Jing Yan was lying on the fence and looking down, just like he did on the first morning. He saw the villager running in hurriedly, "Village chief! Village chief! Liu Fu has also contracted a strange disease! It's very serious! He's covered in blood! He's going crazy!"
Jing Yan immediately looked at the village chief's inner thoughts: "Why do things happen every day after they come here? It's bad luck!"
Jing Yan: “…”
After hearing Jing Yan's useless inner thoughts, Ling Changye said, "We can't just passively look at the inner thoughts. We need to use your skills to get clues."
Jing Yan: "How?"
"Are the words in your heart the reaction of the consciousness in your mind at that time and place?" Ling Changye asked.
Jing Yan: “Yes, it is a summary reaction.”
"If you are not prepared and I suddenly ask you what my full name is, what will come to your mind?" Ling Changye continued to ask.
Jing Yan said truthfully: "Ling Changye."
"We also use this method to get Dr. He's name." Ling Changye said.
This was their plan last night. They had no clues at the moment, and the village chief had given them three days to complete the task. They had to break through. The plan was to first get the name of Dr. He, then pretend to know Dr. He, and test the villager who had Dr. He in his heart.
Jing Yan nodded repeatedly, "I think so too. I'm just looking for someone to help me."
"In addition to Dr. He, we may be able to use this method to get more important clues." Ling Changye continued.
Jing Yan didn't think of anything else, "What else can I use?"
Xia Bai, Lin Xiang and others came out with a medical kit. The village chief was also going to Liu Fu's house. Ling Changye said, "Let's talk while we walk."
They followed the village chief about ten steps away, and Ling Changye asked, "Do you think there is only one key figure out at the moment?"
Jing Yan: "Besides Dr. He, who else?"
"The one who cursed." Xia Bai said, his brows almost furrowed. He mentioned it on the first night, but they seemed to have never taken it seriously. "The villagers think their strange illness is a curse. Who cursed them? Why curse?"
Jing Yan suddenly realized, "We can also try the name of the cursed person!"
Lin Xiang: "Is it possible that it was Doctor He who cursed them? He was a good doctor who came to Wugu Village to treat the villagers. He discovered the villagers' secrets and was killed by them. After his death, he turned into a fierce ghost and cursed them that their illnesses would never be cured and would become more and more serious."
Xia Bai understood why the cursed person always hid among them. So this was what they thought.
Ling Changye: "Jing Yan has seen many curses in the villagers' hearts over the past day and a half, but he has never seen the name of the person who cursed, not even words like [he] [she] [came]. This shows that the villagers are very taboo and wary of people who curse. But as soon as we entered the village, he saw [Doctor He] in the villagers' hearts. They should not be the same person."
"If you think this way, you might make another key person invisible and go the wrong way. Let's assume that there is another cursed person. If there is, this person is the most critical."
Lin Xiang and Jing Yan nodded repeatedly.
Jing Yan said, "That makes sense. I suspect this is a trap. The first two groups of players were misunderstood. Even if they didn't have any real thoughts, they should have heard about Dr. He from the villagers and treated him as the protagonist when solving the puzzle."
Lin Xiang: "But, Captain Ling, you also said that they are very secretive about this name. Even if we suddenly test them when they are least prepared, we may not be able to find out, right?"
"Yes, if we suddenly test one person, we may not be able to find out the result. Then all the villagers will be on guard against us, and we will not be able to find out the person who cursed us." Ling Changye said, "One person may not be able to do much, but what if we test many people at the same time?"
Jing Yan: "Why are you testing several people at the same time? What's the reason for gathering them together?"
Ling Changye said directly: "You continue to follow the village chief to see the sick villagers and try to find out the name of Doctor He first. They are not on guard against Doctor He, so it should be easy to test them."
"Lin Xiang and I will go to the stilt houses where other players live to see if there is another player who is sick like the villagers today. If so, we can ask the villagers what is going on."
Jing Yan suddenly realized why he had to say all this at this time. If a player was sick this morning and made a bigger fuss, it would be a very good opportunity.
Ling Changye and Lin Xiang left immediately.
Xia Bai and Jing Yan continued to follow the flustered village chief and the villager.
Jing Yan cannot be exposed as someone who "knows" Dr. He, so Xia Bai is the only one who can test him.
The panicked villager named Deng Jiahao who reported the news is not on guard against Dr. He at this moment. His mind must be full of strange diseases.
After Xia Bai confirmed that Jing Yan had not seen his true feelings today, he suddenly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "What's Doctor He's name?"
"He Chun..." Deng Jiahao said halfway and suddenly realized, "Ah? You know Doctor He?"
Jing Yan immediately stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xia Bai, you tapped the wrong shoulder. I'm here, why are you still so stupid?"
Jing Yan said, "Why are you asking Dr. He's name?"
Deng Jiahao was stunned for a moment and looked at Jing Yan, not understanding what was going on.
Jing Yan smiled a little ambiguously and said to Deng Jiahao, "Doctor He is a beautiful doctor who came to our hospital a few days ago."
Xia Bai lowered his head and walked away.
Deng Jiahao smiled knowingly. If it were any other time, he would still gossip about it, but at this moment, he didn't want to pay attention to their affairs. "Don't think about it. Go and see Liu Fu quickly."
Liu Fu's disease is itching, which is extremely itchy. He scratched himself all over in one night. He didn't seem to realize that if his wife hadn't discovered it in time and stopped him, the consequences would be disastrous. Even if he was discovered, he looked very scary now.
At this moment, he was tied to the bed. It seemed that there was no good skin on his body. He had scratched it all and it was covered in blood. Even though his skin was pressed against the soft sheets, he still screamed in pain and struggled continuously.
The skin on his face was also scratched by him. A bloody head was raised upward with eyes wide open and a mouth screaming. The nails of his bound hands were full of the flesh he had scratched off, which was tightly squeezed between his nails, almost stretching the nails apart.
In addition to the nails, there were also a lot of scratched flesh on the wooden floor and the bloody gray floral sheets.
His wife was sitting there crying, her clothes were covered in blood and her face was filled with panic. One could imagine how terrified and crazy she felt when she just woke up.
There was a bloody person next to her, and the bed was covered with skin and flesh scraps. She was lying on it, and there might be some on her body too.
Jing Yan first looked at Liu Fu's inner thoughts: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
Then came Liu Fu’s wife’s inner thoughts: “Let us go.”
There were a few villagers watching here, and they were all very nervous when they saw such a horrifying scene.
Jing Yan didn't pay attention to what they were thinking for the time being, waiting for Ling Changye to come.
The village chief asked again what happened as usual. Liu Fu's wife cried and said, "When I woke up, I saw that he had turned into a bloody person and was still scratching my body. I was so scared that I asked the eldest brother of the Wang family to tie him up with me. What should I do, village chief? He is still scratching. What kind of sin is this!"
The village chief looked at Xia Bai and the others, "The experts must have a solution, right?"
Xia Bai went up to Liu Fu with a chop, knocking him unconscious. Before his wife could scream, he said, "It will be easier to bandage him. Otherwise, his hand will be broken. Didn't you see that his wrist is bleeding from the struggle?"
They tied Liu Fu's wrists with a cloth to prevent him from grabbing his body. His wrists were now struggling wildly and the sight was horrible.
If he continues like this, his hand might be broken.
Seeing this, Liu Fu's wife retracted her outstretched hand and continued to cry helplessly. Her tears washed away a streak of blood on her face, making her look miserable and horrible.
After passing Wang Er yesterday, they were afraid of being driven out by the villagers in advance because of their character collapse, so they prepared some medicines, all of which were bought from the game mall. Pain relief and hemostasis were basic, so they were naturally prepared. Xia Bai opened the medicine box he brought, applied the medicine carefully to Liu Fu, and then wrapped him up like a mummy.
If this continues, he, the future forensic doctor, will really become a doctor for living people, Xia Bai thought with a confused face.
The village chief asked Xia Bai: "Expert, have you figured out what's going on with the strange disease in our village? You've seen so much, you must have an explanation, right?"
Several villagers in the room looked at Xia Bai.
"Who is cursing you?" Suddenly a loud voice came from outside the window, startling everyone.
Jing Yan's whole body trembled. He concentrated all his attention and quickly scanned the thoughts of several villagers in the room one by one. He then leaned out of the window to look at the villagers brought by Ling Changye and Lin Xiang.
"who?"
"He also thinks it's a curse!"
"It's a curse!"
"I can't say!"
"Is it really a curse?"
"Xue Ligu!"
"How do you explain it?"
“Outsiders think it’s a curse!”
"It's her! It must be her!"
…
The village chief immediately ran to the window upon hearing the voice, looked down at Ling Changye, frowned and asked him, "Expert, what do you mean?"
"Didn't the village chief say that night that the villagers believed this strange disease was cursed?" Ling Changye said, "We didn't care at first, but now our companions have also contracted a strange disease, so we have to find out."
The village chief was stunned. He also looked surprised. "Your companion also got a strange disease? How come?"
He immediately saw a person who was wrapped like a mummy like Liu Fu. Blood had seeped out of the bandages, which looked very creepy.
Maybe he was just too creepy, and as they carried him along, many villagers followed to watch.
"The curse is just a rumor." The village chief smiled and said, "If we knew exactly what happened, would we still ask you for help? You are medical experts, why do you still believe in such superstition?"
Ling Changye seemed to believe it, but also a little skeptical, "Really? There are people among us who believe in curses, and not only believe in them, but also understand them. If there really is a curse, just explain it clearly and he can break it."
"Oh? Why don't you believe it?" The village chief scratched his head and said, "Really not."
Ling Changye glanced at the villagers with different expressions and asked in confusion: "Is it caused by the environment? How come our companions also got a strange disease?"
The village chief said, "Did you get bit by a poisonous insect? I reminded you on the first night to be careful of insects and snakes."
Ling Changye seemed to be convinced by him. He frowned and looked at his companions and said, "We don't have much medicine. Is there anyone in the village who knows about poisonous insects and herbs?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" said the village chief, "When you need her, I'll take you to find her!"
"Thank you, village chief. Since we can't find a solution now, let's take him back to recuperate." Ling Changye's attitude softened a lot.
The village chief breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "Go back and see him. There's no need to worry about the villagers' illnesses for now."
Xia Bai and the others also took the opportunity to follow.
They didn't speak during the whole journey, and the villagers were still watching them. It was not until they reached the stilt house where only they were that Ling Changye asked Jing Yan in a low voice, "How is it?"
Jing Yan nodded excitedly, "Got it!"
He didn't say what he knew.
On the other side, Xia Bai asked: "How is Su Mao?"
Tao Baobao: "He and Qiao Youlin sleep in the same room. Qiao Youlin, you tell me."
Qiao Youlin is a somewhat introverted person. He speaks slowly but clearly. "I went to bed at 2:30 last night. I checked before going to bed that the doors and windows were all closed. I also blocked them with wooden sticks and cabinets."
They all do this so that if someone falls from the building again or something else comes in, they will be able to discover it in time.
"After I fell asleep, I didn't feel at ease and kept dreaming. If there was any loud noise, I should have heard it, but there wasn't." Qiao Youlin said: "When I woke up in the morning, I heard a rustling sound, not loud, like nails scratching on soft fabric."
Qiao Youlin's expression changed and he thought of that scene again.
It was probably around six in the morning, and because the doors and windows were blocked, the room was still dim, and he heard this strange but not frightening sound. To be honest, the sound was even a little hypnotic.
“Swish—swish—swish swish—”
He blinked sleepily, but the next second he smelled the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of tung oil painted on the fir wall panels, becoming more and more obvious.
At the same time, he felt the sound of something falling on the ground, like raindrops. Of course, it wasn't raindrops.
He didn't move his body, but turned his head to the right towards the sound.
In the dim light, a man was sitting on the bed. Even in the dim light, one could clearly see the outline of his body because the blood on his body broke through the dimness and was dazzling.
He was scratching the back of his feet with his ten fingers.
Have you ever used a grater in the kitchen to grate potatoes and carrots?
A pile of broken skin.
Covered in blood.
That person was of course Su Mao, but he seemed not to be Su Mao anymore. He just grabbed like that, again and again. There was no pain, only mechanical feeling. There seemed to be madness in the mechanical feeling, because his eyes were bright and shining.
Qiao Youlin felt a long, cold needle piercing into his fragile neck from the top of his head, and he froze in place, unable to move.
"I reacted and called for help immediately," Qiao Youlin said. "We immediately held down his hand. He struggled madly, saying it was itchy. The painkillers didn't work on him at all. We didn't dare to keep pressing his skinless hand, so we had to knock him out."
Xia Bai: "Did he just yell that he was itchy?"
Qiao Youlin: “Yes.”
Fu Yuqing asked Xia Bai: "What about you guys? What's the situation with that villager?"
Xia Bai: "Almost exactly the same."
Not surprising.
Fu Yuqing: "What's the connection between the two of them? What's the characteristic of that villager? He's not greedy for money, is he lustful? Or something else?"
Xia Bai: "I don't know."
"Don't know? Then Su Mao's illness was in vain? This group can't find any clues?" Fu Yuqing frowned, she was also a little annoyed.
Xia Bai: "Isn't Su Mao still alive? We can ask him."
Tao Baobao: "Why does he ask like that? He doesn't even know what connection he has with that villager, right?"
"Wake him up and let me try." Lin Xiang said.
Yesterday he tried to treat Li Gui. Although he didn't cure her completely, he did make her stop banging her head against the wall. It would be good if Su Mao could stop for a while and let Xia Bai ask questions.
It was easy to wake Su Mao up. Just press on his skinless flesh and he would wake up in pain.
When he was about to struggle, he was held down by several hands and feet.
The white light under Lin Xiang's palm first focused on his face, then quickly passed through his entire body, purifying him back and forth.
"Su Mao! Tell me quickly, what's wrong with you? What's your connection with that villager? Have you ever gambled or visited a prostitute?" Seeing that his struggle had slowed down, Fu Yuqing asked hurriedly.
Xia Bai: “…”
Xia Bai squeezed forward with a blank face and asked Su Mao: "Why do you feel itchy? What does it feel like?"
"Itchy...itchy, bugs! Itchy, itchy, itchy!" Su Mao struggled violently again.
Lin Xiang gritted his teeth and purified him even faster.
Xia Bai held Su Mao's face and asked him to look at him. "Think carefully, has anyone cursed you? Have you done anything that would be cursed? Anything that would be a sin?"
Su Mao was confused for a moment, then started shouting "itchy" again.
Xia Bai understood his confusion. How could a person not have someone who hated him? As long as there was someone who hated him, there was a chance that he would curse him. No one could guarantee that he had never done anything to let others down in his life.
He pressed hard on Su Mao's face, and he cried out in pain, "We will try to save you. Think about it carefully. It's serious. It's related to itching and bugs."
Su Mao's eyes gradually widened and he stared at one point intently. He seemed to see someone.
It was a girl with her head down, dirty hair and her fingers crossed.
His desk mate in junior high school was Sun Zhen.
The girl who always gets first place in the exam.
Sun Zhen is a girl from a single-parent family. She has no mother but a disabled father who supports her by collecting garbage.
I heard that their yard was full of all kinds of garbage. Even so, their family still lived a very difficult life, and she had to pick up garbage after school.
One time, he was playing games in an Internet cafe with his classmates and saw her picking up bottles outside. They watched the show together for a while, then threw bottles to her. He thought it was quite amusing to see her biting her lip and picking up the bottles one by one while bearing the oncoming bottles.
He had no ill will towards her at the time, he just thought it was quite funny.
Until the desks were assigned again, he was assigned to sit at the same table with her. Seeing the other students enjoying the show, he felt that he was the same type as her and became very angry.
He thought of many ways to avoid sitting next to her, but without a reasonable reason, the teacher would not change his deskmate.
"She's so dirty! She stinks!" He said loudly, "Her family collects garbage. I saw her picking up trash from the trash can. Who would be willing to sit next to her?"
In front of the whole class, I tried my best to draw a clear line between myself and her.
Sun Zhen kept her head down and didn't say anything, her forehead almost touching the pencil case she picked up.
Teacher: "What kind of problem is this? Has it substantially affected your studies?"
The second time, he said, "She has head lice! Lice can jump onto other people. I saw it."
Sun Zhen tugged at the corner of his clothes and shook his head, "No, no, I don't have lice."
"You did." He stretched out his arm. "Look, my arm has been bitten. Sun Zhen, how dare you say no?"
"Teacher, she is affecting my studies. Can you change my deskmate?"
The teacher finally agreed to change his deskmate, but that afternoon, no one in the class was willing to sit at the same desk with Sun Zhen.
The teacher asked twice, but no one was willing.
The head teacher had to move an extra desk and let her sit alone in the front row.
From then on, no one in their class wanted to get close to her.
Everyone who passed by their class would ask her why she sat at a table by herself, and no one in the school approached her anymore.
Rumors spread throughout the school that she had lice and slept in the garbage.
Later, he really smelled that she stinked and saw a smear of shit on the back of her neck.
He actually saw that she had been caught with lice and her collar was ripped open just near her chest.
Later, they found her diary and read it in public.
"Su Mao's eyes are beautiful, with a clean background and bright light."
"Su Mao spoke to me today, and he smelled very nice."
"Playing games is not good, but Su Mao is very attractive when he plays games. His eyebrows will wrinkle slightly."
"Su Mao, she actually likes you, hahaha!"
"She said you smelled good, my god, how did she smell it?"
Su Mao felt that it was the most embarrassing moment in his life, for he was liked by such a dirty and smelly girl who was hated by the whole class.
The boy cared more about his reputation than anything else. He angrily snatched the diary and threw it at her face, "Who wants your love? Do you deserve it?"
He pulled open the back of her collar, "Did you see that? This is shit, there's piss on your pants, you're only fit to sleep with beggars!"
He vaguely remembered that there were little wet marks on the diary.
She seemed to say something.
Later, she dropped out of school.
I remember the day she left, her belly was a little bulging, and a group of people behind her said that she really slept with a beggar.
She walked out of the school gate holding her textbook. There was a white-haired man in a wheelchair waiting for her at the school gate. He tried to reach out to her to take her textbook, but she did not give it to him. Instead, she looked back while holding the textbook, and ran into a car on the road.
The skinny man in the wheelchair threw away his wheelchair and knelt at the school gate for a month, begging for justice.
However, many people saw that she hit the car herself, including the man himself.
He could only shout at the top of his lungs with tears and snot as he passed the school gate: "I curse you! I will curse you for the rest of my life... You will get retribution!"
He had a dream last night, dreaming about what she said to him when her tears dripped onto the notebook that day.
"You put the lice on me."
"I am clean."
Then he felt that his body was covered with lice, densely packed, layer upon layer, biting him.
He had to catch them, by the handful.
“Swish—swish—swish swish—”
He caught a lot of them and they fell all over the bed, dripping to the floor.
No! No! Don't stop him from catching lice!
If he was a second late, he would be eaten by them!
"Have you ever done anything that would be cursed? Anything that's against your conscience? Something to do with itches and bugs."
have.
The curse from ten years ago has come.
Passing through the dark and narrow tunnel of time and space, it happened to him.
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