The next second, a more disgusting feeling spread throughout the body again, trembling as if he had dysentery, as if his whole body was covered with insects.

"vomit!!"

I vomited again, wishing I could spit out all the food I ate yesterday.

Because, I actually saw a white hand at the top of the waterfall!

It was covered with sticky blood and soil, and it seemed that rice had struggled hard before death.

When I was so angry that I was about to vomit my intestines, I began to slowly adjust my emotions.

"I have to figure out what happened quickly? Or escape from here?"

My heart was twisted in a mess. No matter what, it would be better to leave now.

But even though I thought so and decided so much, my legs still walked forward involuntarily.

"Oh my God! What the hell are I doing?"

I kept cursing myself in my heart, but continued to walk forward, even though I knew that the things I was about to see were likely to become my lifelong nightmare.

When I arrived on the mountain, above the waterfall, I finally saw the entire picture of the victim.

But it doesn't matter if I see it this way. After reading it again, my stomach began to wriggle in pain again.

He hurriedly held the tree with one hand and vomited again.

But I just think what I vomited now is stomach acid, and the rest is still in my stomach, burning my stomach.

The victim was wearing a very simple coarse cloth dress, about thirty years old, but because he experienced great pain before his death, his whole face was seriously distorted, and I could no longer tell the specific appearance of him.

There was a terrifying hole from the victim's belly to the lower body. I no longer have the courage to take a closer look at the specific situation inside the hole.

It feels like it should be penetrated by some kind of blunt weapon? But even so, I have to sigh at how strong the murderer is. If it weren't for the revenge of killing his father, why would he torture this person like this?

Although the victim has died and his body temperature will drop very quickly because he died on the waterfall, it does not mean that there is no way to infer the time of death of the victim.

The moment I saw the victim, I was ready to escape.

But in the dark, I feel that this villager should be another person the mysterious person is looking for, and another one is himself.

In order to find out the truth, I could only open my eyes tremblingly.

Sure enough, the blood of the victim's corpse was washed down by the waterfall. The corpse had turned pale, but had not yet begun to rot. The internal organs and other organs had not changed color and were still fresh red.

If the corpse has not deteriorated, it means that the victim has not died for too long. From this, it can be inferred that the deceased's death should be within three hours.
Chapter completed!