Chapter 54
When Lu Jiamu shouted, a group of villagers also became nervous.
The tall and strong villagers who were leading the group, carrying hoes and axes, took the tools off their shoulders, held them carefully in their hands, and moved towards the stilt house. They first examined the bloodstains, and then observed the situation inside the house through the hole.
Not seeing anything, they knocked on the layers of sealed wooden bars again to make some noise.
The room was quiet, and there was no one frightened and running out.
Lu Jiamu followed them and asked casually, "Why did you seal up this house?"
The villagers had no impression of the stilt house in the first place, so naturally they could not remember this incident.
A villager recalled for a moment and said blankly: "We didn't seal it."
In this desolate mountain and wilderness, theirs is the only village nearby. Who else could it be but them?
Seeing that they looked like they couldn't remember, Lu Jiamu stopped asking.
Seeing that there was no movement in the house, the two leading villagers felt relieved and began to use farm tools to remove the wooden strips, and then broke open the entire door that could not be opened.
In the dirty and dilapidated house, the accumulated dust was flying up, revealing spots of particles in the light that came in.
The villagers looked around this completely unfamiliar room, then dispersed and searched the room.
One of the villagers was holding the edge of the broken bed, and when he leaned over to look down, he suddenly startled and let out a low cry.
Lu Jiamu was attracted by the idea, so he came over and bent down to take a look under the bed.
In the shadow, there was a small creature lying in the narrow space below.
As his vision gradually adjusted to the darkness, Lu Jiamu met a pair of wide-open eyes under the bed.
After being startled at first, the villagers shouted: "There is something here!"
Other villagers also gathered around and worked together to lift up the broken bed board. The thing under the bed did not run away, but remained there stupidly.
All I saw was a little boy curled up in a twisted shape, his face was ashen, his eyes were wide open, and he was no longer breathing.
The woman who had been looking for her son for the whole morning saw the little boy's face clearly. She was instantly overwhelmed with grief. She slapped her legs hard, covered her mouth and cried bitterly: "My son!"
The villagers tried to pull the boy out, but the body was cold and hard, and it was obvious that he had been dead for some time, so the posture was very strange. In addition, his stomach was cut, and pieces of meat fell out when he was pulled.
The villagers stopped what they were doing.
The woman cried even more sadly.
Anyone with eyes could see that this was a strange way of dying.
As the woman cried, she gradually turned her attention to the strangers.
Lu Jiamu was afraid that she would blame them after she finished crying, so he looked at the corpse's abdomen for a moment and said hurriedly, "Did a big cat come here and settle in this broken house? The wound on the belly looks like it was scratched by claws."
The villagers looked at the deep tear that went from the chest down and almost through the entire abdomen. They also thought it looked a bit like a scratch, but they couldn't tell what kind of animal did it: "We do have wild animals in our mountains."
The woman wiped away her tears, with a hint of resentment or something else in her eyes: "What kind of cat...what kind of cat can make a person like this!"
"A leopard or something? It might be hungry and sneak into the village at night to steal someone."
"Why did you bring him here yesterday! Wuwuwuwu..."
"We just took a quick stroll here yesterday."
As the saying goes, if internal conflicts cannot be resolved, try to push them outward and turn them into external conflicts.
Lu Jiamu clenched his fist and lightly put it to his lips, and coughed: "If that's the case, it's a bit troublesome. I heard that many big cats are protected animals, and you will go to jail if you kill them."
He spoke righteously, as if it were true, and added words like going to jail.
The woman was really irritated when she heard this. She was extremely angry and pointed the finger at the "big cat" mentioned by Lu Jiamu: "It scratched my son to death, why should I protect it? I want to beat it to death!"
She cursed at the air, then cried and hugged the cold and stiff body.
A villager carrying a hoe said: "If there really is a wild animal that sneaked into the village and bit people, it is no small matter. We must not let it go."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lu Jiamu and said, "We don't know what protection is or not. If it eats people, it will die. We are all honest people. We have never done anything illegal or disorderly, so we don't want to go to jail."
Lu Jiamu immediately made a gesture: "I was just talking casually, I don't understand. And you must have your own rules, I respect you."
The villagers waved their hoes and said, "Let's go!"
The young and strong male villagers were all excited and took their own farm tools to go up the mountain to hunt the animals.
As for the hole on the door, because several people were led here alone by the little boy yesterday, no one noticed it, and the little boy did not say anything about Coleman's strange power after he went back, so the villagers did not doubt its origin and naturally thought that it was caused by a wild beast.
Some villagers began to try to look for traces of wild animals in the mountains, while others accompanied the women and the delicate strangers down the mountain.
The woman held her son's body and walked into her home crying.
Perhaps it was because he had been dead for too long and the body gradually got rid of the rigor mortis, or perhaps it was because it was warmed by the body temperature of a living person, the little boy's stiff and straight neck softened slightly and tilted to the side as if moving, and his dead-open eyes seemed to be staring at them.
At the moment before closing the door, Xiao Liang felt a chill down his spine from the gaze of this dead man. He said anxiously, "There really are such ferocious beasts here? How could this be possible?"
Lu Jiamu pinched his chin and suddenly said, "Four people will die tomorrow."
Xiao Liang was shocked: "Why do you say such things?"
"Isn't it obvious? This is a multiple." Lu Jiamu asked back, "One died yesterday, two died today, and four will die tomorrow. What's the problem?"
Xiao Liang didn't know why he said such a terrible thing lightly: "What do you mean?"
Lu Jiamu shook his head. "You don't really think that a big cat took the person away, do you? The hole is so high and not so big. What kind of cat can jump in with a person in its mouth so accurately? And I didn't see it eat the internal organs."
Lu Jiamu stretched out his hand and gestured: "The distance between the fingers looks a bit like a human hand."
"Why didn't you tell them when they were here just now?" The photographer twitched his lips after hearing this, a little dissatisfied, "You won't look interesting if you tell this kind of story now."
Lu Jiamu smiled noncommittally: "We should thank the village chief. Fortunately, he led the villagers not to engage in feudal superstition."
Because the little boy's death was so tragic, no one in the program crew dared to look closely, for fear of vomiting the lunch they had worked so hard to eat.
Now that Lu Jiamu said this, although Xiao Liang didn't see it clearly, he felt as if it was true: "Really... Is there a serial killer here? Why would he do this?"
Yu Leng continued to make up a story: "Maybe he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he kills one person today, he must kill two tomorrow. He will feel uncomfortable if the number of people who kill him does not increase exponentially. Of course, it may also be that he wants to get +1+1+1 every day. Who knows."
Combined with the strange death of the grandfather and grandson at the beginning, several people in the program crew had no difficulty following his words and thinking about the perverted and twisted heart of the perverted murderer, and they shuddered.
After returning to the village chief's house, the group didn't dare to run around anymore.
The villagers searched the mountain for an entire afternoon, but just like their search for the little boy in the morning, they found nothing, not even a single hair of animal.
Three people died in the village within two days, causing panic among the people. And only the last one could be attributed to a wild beast, while the first two were not handled properly, and there is still no conclusion as to what happened.
Although each of these incidents seemed to have nothing to do with these outsiders, they all happened after they arrived, so it was inevitable that the villagers had feelings towards them.
Fortunately, the village chief still treated them as guests and prepared steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and boiled eggs for them at dinner time as usual.
Xiao Liang and his friends were not in high spirits, so all the food was eaten up by a few other people who were afraid of starving.
After dinner, they returned to their room early under the gaze of the village chief and several suspicious villagers, locked the door and never planned to come out again.
Xiao Liang still wanted to leave here very much, but after yesterday's experience, she knew that something incomprehensible was happening, so she didn't dare to mention leaving again.
After nightfall, it was still as quiet outside the room as it was last night. There was no sign of fire, and the security guard did not behave abnormally.
Lu Jiamu waited for most of the night before taking out the playing cards from the drawer and asked with a smile, "Do you guys play cards?"
The others were not asleep either. Some were afraid, some were on guard, and some were guessing what was happening outside.
Wang Biao immediately responded: "Fight."
The security guy also nodded: "Of course."
Lu Jiamu glanced at Yu Leng, who understood what he meant and calmly took out the fruit wine that the village chief had prepared in the house to entertain them.
Lu Jiamu retracted his gaze, flipped the cards with his fingertips, skillfully shuffled, cut and dealt the cards, and a three-person card game began.
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