"This Yu Ming has been studying abroad for several years, but he has never gained any fame."
"I couldn't survive outside, so I went back to the village. But this man couldn't even plant rice. He was also a drunkard. He drank all day long. When he got drunk, he would say that he was unappreciated and that God was unfair. In the end, he couldn't even support himself.
It’s a problem.”
"I found a job for him to teach the children in the village to read and write, and he could barely make a living."
The village chief said softly.
"Then has he behaved or done anything unusual recently?" Zhou You pondered slightly.
"That's not true...but..." the village chief paused, and finally said: "He should be the first one in our village to have nightmares."
"The first one?" Zhou You was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, after he had the dream, people in our village began to have nightmares one after another..." The village chief looked tired.
Zhou You narrowed his eyes slightly, which was a clue.
"By the way, village chief, I saw it in the case file. You said that every night, the little boy would get closer to you..."
"How far is it from you now?" Zhou You asked seemingly casually.
Speaking of this matter, the village chief shook his head and sighed: "Originally, the villagers thought that sleeping during the day would be fine, but after a few days, they discovered that even if they slept during the day, they could still dream of the little boy... and he was getting closer and closer to the villagers.
It’s close. I’m afraid it will take another two days to reach the villagers.”
When Zhou You heard this, he was a little surprised and said: "Village Chief, don't you have nightmares?"
When I heard the village chief's tone just now, it seemed that he was similar to him.
"It's strange to say, maybe it's because I've almost got half my foot in the coffin, and even those dirty things don't pay attention to me." The village chief gave a wry smile.
Zhou You, on the other hand, was lost in thought. Why the village chief didn't have nightmares should be a very important clue.
And he also knew that no matter it was day or night, as long as the villagers fell asleep, they would have nightmares.
And it is impossible for people not to sleep.
If we go by what the village chief said, Yu Ming was the first person to have nightmares.
In other words, the little boy is closest to him.
It is very likely that Yu Ming was sleeping in the house during the day, and the little boy had come to him in his dream.
This may be the real reason for his death.
The village chief was old and couldn't stay up late at night, so he soon fell asleep.
The other villagers kept drinking, using the alcohol to dispel the fear in their hearts and drive away the sleepyheads.
But after all, for villagers who are accustomed to doing things at sunrise and resting at sunset, this kind of work and rest time is already engraved in their bones.
In addition, Zhou You, an adult from the Demon Slayer Department, was still there, so a few people didn't make it through and fell asleep directly.
As a warrior in the Inner Qi Realm, Zhou You was very energetic, and even if he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, it wouldn't be a problem, just sitting in the corner of the ancestral hall.
Time passed bit by bit.
Soon it was Yinshi.
In addition to staying awake while traveling around, most people are still in a daze even if they are not asleep.
At this time, the ancestral hall was silent, with only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and rustling.
But Zhou You was a little confused.
Because he didn't hear the sound of insects.
This is absolutely impossible to happen in a small mountain village.
"Ahh!!!"
At this time, a scream broke the silence of the night sky.
Zhou You's expression changed and he quickly walked towards the source of the sound.
I saw a villager lying on the ground, with a ferocious and terrifying face, and kept shouting.
“No!!!!”
"Don't come over!!!"
"Ah!"
Zhou You seemed to have thought of something and was about to take action.
Click!
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, and he took a deep look at Zhou You.
Then a mind-numbing scene happened.
The villager grabbed his own neck with both hands and twisted it violently.
There was no sign of pain on his face.
"Damn it!" Zhou You cursed.
The villager's screams had already awakened everyone in the ancestral hall, and seeing this scene immediately caused a commotion.
"Wang Laoer is dead!!!"
"I watched him break his own neck!!"
"how so?"
"First Yu Ming, then Wang Laoer...will it be our turn next?"
The faces of the villagers were full of fear and anxiety.
When they thought about Yu Ming's death today and then Wang Laoer's death, they were so frightened that they almost had a psychological breakdown.
"Enough!"
Zhou You's face turned fierce and he shouted: "If you don't want to die, just stay here and stop talking nonsense!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward, bulging his muscles, and punched out with his right fist.
Boom!
There was a huge stone in the open space in the center of the ancestral hall. As everyone was stunned, the big stone was directly smashed by Zhou You's punch and exploded into countless pieces.
"If you continue to argue, you have to ask yourselves if your head is as hard as this rock!"
Zhou You looked around with a fierce look on his face.
These villagers' bodies were trembling, their faces were frightened, and they didn't even have the courage to look at Zhou You.
No one thought they could withstand this punch.
"Have you heard what Mr. Zhou said? Just do whatever you have to do!" The village chief also came out at this time and shouted angrily.
The villagers stopped rioting and hid in the ancestral hall, constantly praying for the blessings of their ancestors.
"Young Master is just kidding..."
The old village chief smiled bitterly, and the tiredness on his face became more and more obvious.
Even if he didn't have a nightmare, the old man was originally a candle in the wind, and now he was woken up and his spirit was even weaker.
"Village chief, who is this Wang Laoer?" Zhou You said softly, looking at the corpse on the ground.
"This man is a scoundrel in the village. He spends all his time idle and does not do anything serious." The old village chief said it directly without any hesitation.
"What's the relationship between this person... and Yu Ming?"
"The two of them probably have nothing to do with each other... everyone looks down on each other..." The old village chief shook his head.
"Village Chief, not long ago I saw Yu Ming being severely beaten by Wang Laoer."
At this time, a child of seven or eight years old, with a strong head and a strong brain, suddenly spoke out.
"Xiaohu, are you sure?" The old village chief was stunned and touched the child's head.
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. At that time, I was thinking of going to pay homage to Goudan. They started fighting in front of Goudan's grave."
Xiaohu said firmly.
Hearing this, Zhou You squatted down and tried to make his tone gentler: "Xiaohu, did you hear what they said?"
"No...I was a little far away and couldn't hear clearly what they said."
Xiaohu thought about it seriously, then shook his head.
Zhou You suddenly asked: "Xiaohu, don't you have nightmares?"
He found that the child's face was rosy, he was in good spirits, and he didn't look like he had a nightmare at all.