The crowd gathered at the village chief's door has dispersed.
The main courtyard was deserted, and Xiao Lan couldn't help but look at the low house next to the courtyard to see if the body of old Mrs. Huo Yu was still counting the years there.
The courtyard was quiet. The two of them walked in quietly and opened the door carefully.
If you prick up your ears and listen, there is no sound in the room.
When he walked to the door of the west wing where the body of the village chief was found, a sudden voice not far away made Xiaolan almost jump up in fright.
"Ma'am, please choose a coffin."
It was coming from other rooms.
It should be that the funeral businessman was discussing the burial with his wife.
After picking up the coffin, it was time for the village chief to lower the coffin, so there would be no chance of observing his body.
Jasmine waved her hand, and the two of them held their breath and quickly entered the west wing of the morgue.
As expected, the village chief was lying there.
Xiaolan remembered the interrupted action last time and ran towards the village chief's abdomen first.
Jasmine untied the village chief's belt, and Xiaolan pulled out the hem of his shirt and lifted it up slightly.
The two of them gasped at the same time.
The village chief's abdomen no longer existed. The abdominal cavity was hollowed out by something unknown, and a translucent flesh-colored gauze covered it. The internal organs in the abdomen were also replaced by some strange objects.
The fracture is smooth and neat, and the skin and flesh are not even everted.
Xiaolan reached out and picked up the gauze.
"What is this?" Jasmine couldn't help but ask.
"Shh-"
It was already too late for Xiaolan to stop him, and the conversation next door suddenly stopped.
"Creak——"
The door next door opened, and chaotic footsteps sounded from the other end of the corridor.
Here they come!
Xiaolan gestured desperately to Jasmine and took out something from the village chief's belly. After restoring the body to its original shape, she dragged Jasmine out of the west wing and hid under the incense table placed at the end of the corridor.
Seeing the flowing pattern on the skirt, Xiao Lan knew that it was indeed the Madam who was here. The Madam led the two men through the corridor in a hurry and opened the door of the west wing.
Xiaolan was worried about whether there were any mistakes in the scene that was restored before leaving.
There was still something in the village chief's belly in his arms, but Xiaolan only grabbed a small one, so it shouldn't have any impact.
"Madam, did you hear a sound?" the man asked.
The lady didn't answer. After a while, the three of them walked out of the west wing and went back slowly.
The things in her arms were not as sticky as expected. Xiaolan thought that this trip was a reward, so she and Jasmine hurriedly escaped from the village chief's house.
"Hey -" Jasmine hit her head in frustration, "It's all my fault!"
"One bite cannot make you fat," Xiaolan comforted, "Let's solve the current problem first. If there are other things, we will find a solution next time."
Jasmine nodded, turned her head and tugged on Xiaolan's sleeve, "Have you seen clearly what's in his stomach?"
"I didn't look carefully," Xiaolan patted the pocket holding the object, "It's not convenient here, let's go home and take a look."
With this idea, the two of them started running on the country road, bypassing a wooden railing, and Jasmine bumped into someone.
"Oh!...I'm sorry..." Jasmine lowered her head and apologized first.
"roll!"
The man's voice was thick, violent, even crazy.
Before Jasmine could see the person in front of her clearly, a thick arm came over.
The moment the heavy punch was about to land on Jasmine's face, Xiaolan rushed over and hugged Jasmine's waist, and the two fell to the fence.
"Get out of my way!"
The man took advantage of the situation and kicked Xiaolan, then he said something to the two people on the ground, and then strode away.
Jasmine ended the call, pointed at the man's back and shouted angrily, "Hey - are you sick? Did I kill you? Why are you kicking us!..."
The man seemed not to have heard anything. He clenched his fists tightly and without even turning his head, he walked around the railing and disappeared.
Jasmine didn't give up and tried to get up to chase her, but was stopped by Xiaolan.
"Jasmine, wait a minute, something is wrong with him."
Jasmine paused, "It does seem to be a little sick."
"His eyes are red," Xiaolan patted the dust off his body. "There is sweat on his forehead and he is still shaking. What's more important is..."
"What is it?" Jasmine got up from the ground.
"Don't you think his appearance is a bit familiar?" Xiaolan said, "He seems to be the one Lao Liu described to us, the fiery Si Mao."
"Huo Si Mao?" Jasmine exclaimed, "That villager who is related to Huo Zhen?"
Xiaolan nodded, "Square face, dark complexion, close eyebrows, and a piece of his right ear is missing, leaving a scar. He is the right one."
"Then shouldn't we catch him?"
"So I said there was something wrong with him," Xiaolan tightened his pocket, "It seemed like he was possessed by an evil spirit, and he was very strong."
"Then...then are you okay?" Jasmine first thought of the kick Xiaolan received.
"Ah? I'm fine..." Xiaolan rubbed her lower back and pointed in the direction he left, "I mean, it's not convenient for us to have a head-on confrontation. We can follow him now and see what secrets they have."
Of course Jasmine had no problem with it. When the two of them walked around the railing, Simao hadn't gone too far. She waited for a while before following her.
"This direction... seems to be his home?" Jasmine said while hiding behind a tree.
Xiao Lan also discovered that Huo Si Mao sometimes walked quickly and sometimes trembled. When walking, he would support his knees with his palms and squat slightly to breathe heavily. The direction of this intermittent movement was his own home.
.
I heard from his wife that he should have gone home tonight.
So now, is he trudging home?
"I said, how about we knock him unconscious and drag him back to study," Jasmine said seriously, "I don't know what's wrong with him from this far away."
"It makes sense," Xiaolan confirmed first, and then changed his mind, "But he has amazing strength now. What if the two of us end up here?"
That's right.
Jasmine raised her chin and thought for a moment, mainly because it was so embarrassing.
"Didn't his wife say he's leaving tomorrow morning? Why don't we come over tomorrow morning and follow him then," Jasmine suggested. "After all, we can't stay here all night."
Huo Simao did stumble back home.
The two of them also headed home.
Seeing that the two of them were so inseparable, the parents didn't even ask where they were running around. After urging the two of them to finish their lunch, they watched with smiles as the two of them went back to the third girl's room.
Hearing Jasmine lock the door with her backhand, Xiaolan quickly took out the thing that was almost hot.
"This is not!..." Jasmine was shocked at first, then calmed down, "Eh? Is this a model?"
At first glance, this thing looks like a piece of offal.
Xiaolan turned over and looked at it. Although it looked similar, it was actually a fake internal organ sewn from dark red silk.
"It's fake..." Xiaolan looked a little regretful, "The workmanship is really good. It looks just like the real thing, but you can tell it's wrong when you touch it."
"All these things are in his stomach?" Jasmine asked.
Xiaolan recalled the feeling at that time, "I roughly touched it at that time, and it was basically this thing."