Jiang Wuye glanced at him and his expression changed suddenly.

Joy, anger, worry, thoughts, sorrow, fear, shock!

More than ten corpses and the ultimate seven kinds of emotions of human beings were written vividly on their faces.

It is not difficult to imagine what they experienced before they died.

Inexplicably, Jiang Wuye thought of Zhang Caihe's family last night.

The scarecrow could clearly take the mother and son's lives without any effort, but he also tried every means to create the illusion of reunion in the family, allowing the mother and son to die in the illusion of happiness and joy.

Qihui...what the fox wants to do?

For a moment, Jiang Wuye's thoughts fluctuated, and all possible speculations emerged in his heart, and were eventually dispelled.

"Caihe's family has committed something. The house was burned and the mother and daughter couldn't even find the ashes. It's really...ah."

"Haha, according to this situation, God has never given him a way out. I guess we'll be quick too..."

"You are so bad-mouthed. You're spraying feces early in the morning. Don't talk if you can't speak!"

...

The villagers' stolen discussions interrupted Jiang Wuye's thoughts.

Withdrew his gaze, Jiang Wuye shrank behind the crowd, trying not to contact people he usually knew, and did not speak out, quietly watching the situation progress.

If he comes forward to say something, the villagers will not say it for the time being.

As for his current appearance, it is difficult for him to explain clearly.

"Where is You Sheng? Why did he be the village chief for such a big thing? He won't come so late?!"

The old but full of vigor stopped the villagers from saying it more and more sad and desolate, and they would cry loudly when they disagree.

As the crowd parted, several old men with gray hair, energetic spirits and crutches walked out of the ancestral hall.

These are the people in the village who have the highest seniority and are recognized for their virtues. They speak very well on weekdays.

"Old Chen..."

A thin man scratched his head and walked out with a bitter face, dodging his eyes and said, "When I went to the village chief's house, the door was closed and no one responded for a long time. I thought something happened, so I climbed over the wall and went in... It took a while to confirm that the village chief seemed...it seemed to be gone..."

Disappeared?

Behind the crowd, Jiang Wuye heard the sound and narrowed his eyes.

The village chief is alone, and it would be reasonable to say that he is scared and run away overnight.

But what's going on outside the village?

Jiang Wuye has no confidence to go out again now. Can ordinary people run away?

Combined with the previous abnormalities, Jiang Wuye, who was only a little suspicious at first, was already very confident in his heart.
Chapter completed!