Chapter 58
At this time, the villagers had already picked up farm tools such as hoes, axes and machetes, and were searching on the village roads, trying to find the few outsiders.
Their presence made progress more difficult.
Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan soon hid somewhere unknown, while the remaining three people moved along the hidden area behind the house. Occasionally they would run into a villager with a gloomy face. In order to avoid being discovered, they moved very slowly.
It took a whole morning to find a few of today's dead.
Because the villagers were so busy hunting down the outsiders, they didn't even help collect their bodies, which allowed the three men to witness their miserable and horrific deaths.
The villager whose wife and children had died and who had been cursing at the door of the village chief's house yesterday did not join the team that attacked the outsiders because he also died today.
Walking along the hidden place, Lu Jiamu looked again at the funny black circles painted on the villagers' outer walls, which were painted with some unknown paint.
As of yesterday, the eight people who died had neat black circles drawn on the walls outside the courtyard. But for the few people who died today, the circles on the walls outside the courtyard began to become messy and random, and even disconnected.
There were a few families nearby where no one had died, but they were also painted with these messy black circles.
Is this actually a death omen, or something else?
Lu Jiamu stared at it for a while and had a vague guess in his mind, but he was still not sure.
The last time I asked him, the little boy said that these black circles were probably drawn randomly by the villagers, but now these circles have begun to correspond one by one to death, which means that these black circles must be very special.
They were not painted by the villagers at this time, but perhaps they were painted when the villagers were still alive.
If there was anything that would cause their behavior to be different from before, Lu Jiamu guessed that it was because in the beginning, the dead villagers would come back disguised as their appearance in life, but now that was not the case.
After the three people had investigated the dead bodies, they returned the same way.
Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan had also figured out the situation on the other side of the village and returned to the place where they separated to wait.
The three members of the program group had not left on their own because they were afraid of being caught by the villagers. They were still waiting there. When they saw that everyone had returned, they finally put their minds at ease.
Several people gathered together and shared what they had seen.
The eight people who died today followed the pattern of yesterday, mainly dying in places where people had already died.
Seven of the dead could be matched one by one to the seven people who had died before, except for one dead single woman.
"It should be the ghost that killed the stranger."
This woman and the old bachelor who died yesterday lived quite far away from each other, but if you look closely at their addresses, you can find that the two dead people and the girl with the red bracelet are almost in a straight line, and the distance between them is almost the same.
They both probably had nothing to do with the ghost and were killed randomly. But even though they were chosen randomly, she still followed some kind of subconsciousness and chose places that she thought were safe enough and would not implicate herself.
Wang Biao's face was gloomy: "Is it her?"
Lu Jiamu nodded: "It's her. She has been pretending to be alive."
"If we have a chance, let's go over and take a look."
There might be a big fire in the village at night, and they had to find a place to spend the night as soon as possible.
After a brief thought, several people decided to go to the dilapidated stilt house that even the villagers themselves could not remember and chose to ignore.
Fortunately, the villagers still followed the curfew rules and went back to their homes as soon as it got dark. No one came with torches to catch them.
Several people stayed anxiously in the broken stilt house for a night. In the early morning of the next day, the village was eerily quiet.
After getting up, Lu Jiamu got dressed and prepared to go see who had died today.
If nothing unexpected happened, sixteen more people had died in the village today. The surge in the number of people made their investigation more difficult.
If they were to split into two teams and visit one by one, they might not be able to figure it out before dark. The people who died tomorrow would be confused with those who died today, causing errors in the order of death they had speculated.
The five people had to act completely separately, with Coleman, who had the most practical ability at the moment, investigating four people, and the rest were divided equally, with each person investigating three people.
After agreeing, they set off separately.
In the early morning of that day, no one in the village was shouting about death, and no one was screaming, but all the villagers had woken up.
The expressions on each of their faces began to distort, and they looked even crazier than yesterday.
Unlike yesterday, today not only the young and middle-aged men in the village, but even the elderly and women have taken tools such as kitchen knives and walked out of the houses.
Many villagers have already brought out their watchdogs from their homes.
Their eyes were red as they constantly and vigilantly examined every hidden path, shuttling back and forth among them.
Today's search has been escalated. They are scattered one by one, and they are holding dogs, so it is difficult to avoid them.
Some villagers were saying: "They must not have escaped yet. We must catch them today and put an end to this."
Before Lu Jiamu could think of a way to sneak past them without being discovered, he heard fierce dog barking in the distance.
Then someone shouted, "Found it! Found it! Over here!"
The shouting immediately attracted the attention of all the villagers. They were like a group of sharks that smelled blood, with bloodshot eyes, holding up tools such as kitchen knives and axes, and swarmed over.
Lu Jiamu didn't have time to think carefully about who they had found, but seeing that their attention was drawn away, he took the opportunity to sneak into the villagers' home.
Most of the newly deceased people were highly clustered together. Lu Jiamu quickly found three of them. Before the villagers returned, he carefully observed the conditions of the bodies one by one.
The bodies of those who died on that day looked even more miserable. Some even had several fatal wounds at the same time, making it impossible to tell exactly how they died.
When Lu Jiamu came out, he heard fierce shouts of "Burn him to death, burn him to death!"
Lu Jiamu jumped onto the roof and followed the sound from afar. It turned out that it was Yu Leng who was discovered by a guard dog when he entered the villager's house. He has now been caught by the villagers and tied up like a dumpling. The villagers are piling up firewood, intending to burn him.
Coleman has given up the investigation and is on his way to rescue him.
After seeing what happened, Lu Jiamu ran in the opposite direction, looked at a few dead bodies, and then ran all the way to the home of Fang, the girl with the red bracelet.
Now all the villagers were outside catching outsiders, and they were the least concerned about the situation in the house. As soon as Lu Jiamu came in, he started to rummage around.
He had no intention of restoring the whole thing, he just wanted to do it thoroughly and quickly, so he overturned tables and beds, and also smashed the walls and the floor with a hammer.
If there seems to be any obstacle, destroy it all.
After such a level of searching, Lu Jiamu actually found a hidden cell phone, a dagger, and a small box of unknown medicinal powder under a smashed floor.
There was too much noise in the room, and just as he found these two things, a girl walked in from outside.
Seeing him wreaking havoc recklessly, I was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"
Before she called for help, Lu Jiamu looked up and saw a crystal clear red bracelet. He smiled and said in a strange tone, "Stupid pig."
A very subtle expression flashed across the girl's face for a moment, and then a trace of shame and anger at being scolded flashed across her face, but in Lu Jiamu's opinion, this expression was not real enough.
Seeing her instant reaction, Lu Jiamu was completely sure of her situation. She was the outsider, and unlike the other villagers, she still maintained a clear self-awareness and memory of her life, disguising herself among the villagers.
Without hesitation, Lu Jiamu attacked the little girl, trying to kill her with one blow.
Previously in the stilt house, the hardcover notebook was recorded in French, which means that the foreign expedition team knew this language, but the native villagers in this isolated village should not know it.
Bonjour is a basic French greeting, but if you don't pronounce it correctly, it will sound like you are calling someone a stupid pig.
Judging from the girl’s reaction, the first thing she thought of was not Lu Jiamu scolding her.
The girl reacted quickly and dodged Lu Jiamu's sudden attack. Then she let out a strange laugh and rushed over to chop him with a kitchen knife.
Lu Jiamu pretended that he couldn't dodge, and when the girl was about to chop him, he took out his diary again to block the knife.
The girl obviously thought she had won because she saw that he was slow to dodge, so she used almost all her strength in this strike, trying to cut him in half in one go.
But I never expected that such a broken notebook could be so strong.
Before she could withdraw her hand, Lu Jiamu picked up the dagger she had kept at home and stabbed it into her heart with great precision.
Although she was definitely not a human, she actually maintained the characteristics of a living person under her disguise. After being hit, she instantly lost her fighting ability.
On the altar in the room, a dishevelled statue began to break into pieces.
Lu Jiamu didn’t know what was going to happen next, so he kicked the girl away, picked up the small box and ran out.
As he fled, Lu Jiamu heard the screams of villagers behind him again.
He looked back and saw a black shadow descending on the house. It should be the side effect of him stabbing the girl just now.
The nearby villagers were terrified, shouting about monsters and demons, and fled in all directions, completely throwing their composure into disarray, causing Coleman's rescue plan to go much more smoothly.
Lu Jiamu never expected that these villagers were actually afraid of ghosts. They had always believed that the ghosts were in cahoots with the villagers, which was why they didn't dare to act rashly.
Lu Jiamu thought for a moment, then started running towards the village chief's house with the box in his arms. Because the villagers were more shocked by the sudden change, only a few tried to stop him after seeing him, but they all failed.
At this time, the village chief was sitting in the corner of his house, dazed and listless.
I was a little slow to react when I saw someone suddenly running in from outside.
Lu Jiamu didn't say hello to him. He rushed straight into his room, pulled back the quilt and found the box.
The village chief took a while to recognize Lu Jiamu. He stood up from the recliner and stepped back cautiously: "What are you doing here? What happened outside?"
Lu Jiamu had already dug out the music box and the pack of expired White Rabbit candy.
The village chief asked again: "What on earth happened outside? I... I don't understand..."
Lu Jiamu turned around and asked him: "Who gave this to you? Where is that person now?"
The village chief had never seen anyone so shameless as to run into someone else's house and rummage around as if it were his own, but he still answered: "It's my son. He works in the city."
Lu Jiamu held the candy and continued to ask: "Then why don't you eat it?"
"I can't bear to leave. It's too far away. It's not easy for him to bring something from outside."
"But the shelf life of the candy is one and a half years, and it has already expired for a year. How long has it been since your son came back to see you?"
The village chief was at a loss: "Has it been expired for so long?"
Lu Jiamu stared at his face and asked, "What do you think about the current situation?"
The village chief looked at the chaotic sky outside and said, "I don't understand... I can't comprehend... what is going on? Didn't we invite your production team to... explore science?"
Ever since the villagers rushed in and stabbed the security guard with sticks, the village chief was completely dumbfounded.
In theory, he knew that the outsiders stayed in their rooms at night and would not kill the villagers, but the fact was that more and more villagers died every day.
Lu Jiamu looked at the bewildered village chief, this old man who had completely lost his authority in the village, nodded, and left with the music box and candy.
**
The three members of the production team in the stilt house were already feeling extremely hungry and thirsty. They had not eaten or drunk anything since they escaped from the village chief's house.
The three people were like frightened birds, huddled in the dilapidated house, listening to the chaos outside and feeling at a loss as to what to do.
Were those people caught?
There was silence in the room for a moment, and the cameraman suddenly said, "I'm going out to find something to eat."
Xiao Liang shook his head in fear: "Don't go out."
"Then we'll starve to death. They might not come back."
Xiao Liang was not very firm in his stance and stopped talking.
The photographer took a wooden stick as a self-defense tool and walked out of the stilt house carefully.
He wanted to see if there were any wild fruits or anything like that in the part of the mountain that had not been burned.
After the photographer walked out for a while, he suddenly heard a faint groan of pain.
He was alert. But the voice sounded familiar.
The voice was faintly begging for help: "Save me... Save me..."
It’s that little security guard!
The photographer immediately let down his guard and moved towards the sound, where he saw a young man with a pierced abdomen lying in the bushes.
The photographer was a little surprised: "You're not dead?"
The young man covered his abdomen in pain: "I... I escaped... Please save me..."
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