Yes, at that ti, it can be completely said that the person disappeared right under Qin Heng’s nose.
When he went to bed at night, the person was still beside him, but by the next morning, they were gone.
Qin Heng sought help from the villagers and even reported it to the police, despite bringing people into the mountains to search, they still ca up empty-handed.
"They said my wife ran away." Qin Heng shook his head, the talisman on him flickered with an unstable brightness, indicating his current emotional instability. "I don’t believe it."
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"It’s the people in this village who did it!"
But no one believed him.
The most horrifying thing is, he discovered that the people around here seed to be colluding together.
At first, the village chief pretended to be concerned, until he forcibly barged into the other’s house.
Speaking of this, his pupils trembled, and his expression beca extrely exaggerated, "Do you know what I saw?"
"A woman."
A naked woman, bound with chains to the bed and her eyes dull and lifeless!
If at this point he didn’t realize what kind of shady dealings were going on in this village.
Then he was truly a fool.
"And simultaneously, I also thought of one thing, my wife might be tied up by them."
Everyone didn’t expect that the ghost in this little house had encountered such a thing. Li Shang deeply empathized with his emotions.
Because in her era, the fate of won was most precarious.
"What happened afterward? Did you report this to the governnt?"
Imrsed in his grief and anger, Qin Heng didn’t notice her bizarre choice of words.
However, Wen Xu, quietly listening from the side, glanced at her.
"Of course, I did!"
"I reported it again, on the grounds that I suspected the villagers were involved in human trafficking."
He raised his neck to speak, but then hung his head afterward.
The feeling of helplessness from that ti still lingers in mory, gradually spreading throughout his body.
"But in the end, it was still fruitless."
"They even said I was causing trouble."
Qin Heng smirked coldly, the corners of his mouth curling, his eyes twitching, pretending to shed tears.
But since he has beco a ghost, he can no longer cry.
So his expression now looks extrely peculiar.
Far away, a thousand miles from ho, he was isolated and helpless. He suffered not only psychological injury but also physical.
He was almost crippled.
Li Shang glanced up at the white cloth still hanging from the roof beam, "So you committed suicide?"
"Of course not!"
Qin Heng quickly denied it.
"I was knocked out and hung up there by them."
Even facing such difficulties, he wasn’t so weak as to commit suicide.
Originally, he planned to go further afield to report to the police or to post about it on the internet.
As long as there was a chance, he wouldn’t give up rescuing his wife.
But when he ca to and wanted to struggle, it was too late, he could only watch the village chief’s sanctimonious face, feeling his life ebbing away in suffocation.
The unexpected thing was, after he died, he actually beca a ghost.
But he was a ghost without any abilities, unable to even leave this little house, utterly useless.
"So I advise you, run while they’re not paying attention."
"Don’t go to the town for help, go sowhere farther."
...
After listening to Qin Heng’s account, the three were lost in thought.
"I felt sothing was off when I ate the village chief’s food before." Mu Yunchu recalled, "The taste was entirely unlike the local customs."
Coupled with the noises the other party made in the house later, it seems like they were deliberately alerting them.
So, the oddities they encountered upon entering here are explained.
Such as why there were no active won in the village, or the special attentiveness they received, and the hostility towards Wen Xu.
Besides worrying about the safety of the two ladies, Wen Xu had an ever-growing certainty he might have found the right place.
If he guessed correctly, those four girls may have been moved from here, only to unexpectedly be targeted by a perverted murderer in Qinghe City.
He pondered for a mont and decisively said:
"I’ll cover for you so you can leave first."
Although Mu Yunchu wasn’t exactly his companion, they weren’t here together.
But there’s no reason to stand by and do nothing while watching two won in danger.
Having been in the police force for many years, he has seen countless cases, so similar to the current situation.
So no matter how urgent the situation was, he was well aware.
Even his palms unwittingly covered in a layer of fine sweat.
He was deep in thought and did not notice Mu Yunchu behind him discreetly pulling out a yellow blank talisman paper.
Then she drew sothing on it... and placed it on his back.
"You..."
Just as Wen Xu wanted to say sothing, a strong drowsiness hit him, weakness instantly enveloped him, he couldn’t even get a complete sentence out before he fainted directly.
Qin Heng: ???
Mu Yunchu glanced around, fortunately seeing a stack of newspapers that had been outdated for years, she spread them out to cover him.
Qin Heng: ???
Li Shang’s focus was sowhat bizarre.
"Poor young man, constantly in a state of slumber."
Thinking about it, that really seed the case.
From when they t on the carriage, Wen Xu spent more ti sleeping than he did awake.
"Not you guys..."
Qin Heng was baffled.
"What are you doing?"
"Without him, how will you run???"
Even with a ghost, the other one is just a weak woman.
As the saying goes, two fists can’t defeat four hands, let alone a village full of n.
Mu Yunchu, serious:
"He’ll just get in the way if he’s awake."
"Better for him to rest here."
Qin Heng: "..."
He thought perhaps he hadn’t articulated clearly.
Leading to so misunderstanding for these two.
But Mu Yunchu already gave no chance to speak further, instructing briefly before leaving.
*
Cai Tianrui finished his work and went to find Mu Yunchu at her place, almost frightened enough to call the whole village when he found the room empty.
Fortunately, he heard her voice in the courtyard.
With the courtyard key still in hand, unable to hide it in ti, he concealed it behind him, changing the topic.
"So you were here, I was worried you’d gotten lost going out."
Mu Yunchu remained silent.
She didn’t expose him, just watched him perform quietly.
"I ca to invite you to tonight’s party, it’s about to start soon."
Cai Tianrui’s face bore a smile, faint lighting reflected in his eyes, revealing his excitent and anticipation clearly.
Along the way, he tried hard to introduce his prideful party.
"After all, we’re almost like family, not afraid to say, tonight’s ritual is to solve the drought."
Mu Yunchu keenly captured two key words.
"Ritual?"
She asked just as they reached their destination, led by Cai Tianrui.
Several bonfires stood on the ground.
Not far away was a section of broken-off mountain range, a group of n in white were dancing weirdly, accompanied by rhythmic drumbeats.
Cai Tianrui’s eyes were full of yearning: "Yes, it’s a ritual."
At this mont, the village chief’s voice rang high.
"Bring out the sacrifices!"
Under his command, a group of people erged from the forest, carrying several poles, jumping in bizarre steps.
Each one bound like pigs, beneath were young girls one after another.
The youngest barely eight or nine years old.
The oldest appearing no more than twenty.
And with just a glance, Mu Yunchu spotted her goal for coming here.
The child Rong Mulan had been looking for, missing for five years.
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