Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 47 Loop
  I signaled him not to panic and to put the call through first.

Father Lu shook his hands and fumbled for a long time to find the connect button. The moment he pressed it, a loud voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Uncle Lu! I can't stand it anymore! Have you found Nana?"

"We really can't hold on any longer. This group of villagers are like murderers. Their tires were punctured and even the iron sheet on the front of the off-road vehicle was taken away! If a few village chiefs hadn't been willing to negotiate, everyone would have been killed. He’s going to be stabbed to death!”

Perhaps it was because the young man was too anxious that he did not lower his voice. After hearing this, the noise over there suddenly started, and they shouted:

"Still looking for someone! These fucking foreign bastards are here to steal my wife! Folks, can we let them pee in our village? Let them get out!"

"Get out, get out!"

There was obviously another turmoil over there. The young man had been tortured by this group of unscrupulous people for nearly a day, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse. The negotiating voice actually sounded a little pleading:
  "No, don't do it! You are committing a crime. Don't do this. We have money. If you make a price, we can talk about anything as long as I send my cousin back."

The noisy voice on the other end of the phone seemed to freeze for a moment, and then came a higher-pitched confrontation:
  "Fifty."

"You silly old man, you want one million! One million! You give the money, and we will go and bring out the person you want right now!"

"Yes, one million hahaha. Chen Dafu, you are lucky this time. You need to lend us some money so that we can change our wives and try other flavors, hahahaha."

The voices were high-pitched and excited, like greedy animals that had finally found food.

Father Lu took a few deep breaths and seemed to be in a brief struggle.

I directly grabbed the satellite phone from his hand and said in a deep voice:
  "Turn on the loudspeaker."

In the midst of the noise, the young man assumed that my voice was that of his aunt, and he obeyed my instructions very obediently.

I am sure that after he turned on the loudspeaker, he was filled with anger and roared with all his life's strength:
  "Beast! Beast!!!"

"Do you think you have a handle on someone, are you so proud of yourself? Are you still thinking of threatening a sum of money like this, and then buying women into the village?!"

"You guys can't do it!"

"The twenty or so people left behind in the cave where you are hiding women all had their limbs twisted and died. They are dead!"

"They are all dead, how long can you live?! You all have to die too!"

I admit that my blood boiled, and the last sentence contained some curses and personal emotions, but at that moment, I really hoped that none of these beasts could survive.

And the moment I finished speaking, there was a panicked uproar on the other end of the phone, and then everything fell silent, and no one could say a word.

I collapsed on the ground a little exhausted. Father Lu was dumbfounded by my roar and said with a trembling voice:

"W-doesn't this expose us? But not only have we not found those girls yet, but we are still in the mountains."

"Wait until they come over. They won't dare to take action this time. Trust me."

I waved my hand tiredly to interrupt Father Lu’s words, to reassure him, and then I said nothing again.

Father Lu might be far away and did not notice the details.

It is almost impossible for an arm with such a cruel and terrifying cross-section to be caused by human power.

Who could have such great strength that he could break a person's head at 360 degrees?
  Even if this person is born with great strength, there are so many corpses in the cave and they haven't even escaped from the cave. How can this person kill everyone in an instant?

This is even more impossible.

Eliminate all incorrect answers, and the remaining one, no matter how outrageous, is still the correct answer.

If we then consider whether these people were killed by twisting or breaking their limbs, the truth is about to come out——

It's not a human being who can kill him, he's a ghost. And she was killed by the same method, a female ghost.

There is a high probability that it has something to do with the last time I eavesdropped on the ‘female ghost from twenty years ago’ at the village chief’s house in Shibi Village.

I was curious before about what kind of ‘killing method’ the village chief would call ‘terrible to kill’.

Can the scene in this cave be called a terrifying sight? !

After the death of the trafficked woman, resentment gathered, and a group of people were killed twenty years ago, delaying the move to 'buy wives' in these villages.

But that's just a delay.

Ten or twenty years later, some people who couldn't bear the itching began to abduct and buy women.
  Until history repeats itself.

And this female ghost has not appeared before, maybe it is also related to this cave?

I collapsed on the ground, carefully reorganizing the many details I learned some time ago in my mind.

Suddenly, a clue that I had not remembered for a long time came to mind again.

When did the kiln in the back mountain of Wanyao close?

It was also twenty years ago!

The reason for the closure is definitely not that the mud behind the mountain was hollowed out as said by the outside world, but that there are not enough baby girls and mud!
  Once the number of trafficked women is cut off, there will be no supply of baby girls for the clay pots. What does that mean?
  That means that twenty years ago, all the products used in Wanyao were baby girls born to abducted women!

This group of beasts bought women because there were no women in the village. The women they bought gave birth to baby girls but did not raise them. They threw them into the kiln and turned them into exquisite porcelain.

When the baby boy grew up to the marriageable age, he found that there was no suitable marriage partner in the village, and then he started on the same old path again.
  The cycle goes on and on!
  These beasts deserve to die!
  I wanted to understand the key point, but I felt cold all over my body. I struggled to get up from the ground, pulled down the vines at the entrance of the cave door, took off my coat, and twisted it tightly into a cylinder, and then searched all over the ground for a suitable of objects.

When Father Lu next to him saw him, he no longer cared about Mother Lu on the ground and asked quickly:
  "Are you trying to make a torch? What are you doing here again? Those people are already dead, and the villagers will be here later. We still have to find those girls."

"Right inside."

My voice shocked Father Lu, and he said in disbelief:

"what?"

I finally found a withered branch, and while struggling to break it into a suitable size, I said sadly:

"It's right inside. Those girls are right there. They haven't left since."

Since this female ghost has been able to conclude that she is a kidnapped woman and she kills these animals out of hatred, then according to common sense, she must have compassion for the weak people who share her same disease.

The group of women with broken limbs should have been in the second cave from beginning to end.

After hearing what I said, Father Lu looked clearly in disbelief:
  "No way. There are corpses in the cave. There was obviously a big conflict."

"I understand. Did those women recover physically? They missed the fight during the conflict."

In fact, I didn’t hear much of what he said next.

Father Lu did not check the condition of the wound carefully. From a normal person's logic, this may be the possibility closest to the truth.

But I have already sorted through the information I know, and I already know some things well.

I didn't argue with him, but lit the lighter again and lit the torch that was still stained with my body temperature:
  "Go in and have a look."

　There are so few people leaving messages.
  　　Hold an event ~ Deduct one Luna to survive, deduct two Lunas to stop the food, deduct three to coax the author to ensure that the author will not write a bigger knife in the future (?)

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)