Zheng Yuanhu brought six yamen runners with him.
A group of seven people quietly sneaked to Li Dashan's house.
"You two, go block the backyard and prevent the people inside from escaping from the backyard."
"The rest of you come with me to meet the people in this room."
“Here!”
Six yamen runners armed with swords separated the people into two groups.
The terrain in the village is not flat, so the villagers' houses are not neatly distributed. Li Dashan's home is built on a small gentle slope with a simple fenced yard.
When you get closer.
Through the window paper, you can see the dark shadow of a person sitting motionless in the room, reflected on the window paper by the light in the room.
"Excuse me."
"We are travelers on our way late at night. Would you like to stay here for one night?"
"Fellow villagers, may I have your lodging for one night?"
Zheng Yuanhu stood outside the fence that was only half a person's height and shouted, but the figure on the paper window of the house remained sitting still and no one answered.
The backyard of the house is also very quiet.
No one jumped out of the window to escape, and a fight broke out with the two yamen runners who were blocking the backyard.
Everything is so peaceful.
"Captain Zheng, could it be that the other party fell asleep while sitting?"
"So I didn't hear your voice, Captain Zheng?"
A yamen runner guessed in a low voice.
Zheng Yuanhu did not answer the yamen runner. His eyes darkened and he raised his hand to try to push the gate gently, but it was pushed open directly.
The gate was not fastened.
Seeing this, Zheng Yuanhu's eyes flashed, and then he took the lead and walked into the yard.
Strangely, after pushing open the gate and approaching the house, the five of them remained remarkably quiet and peaceful. Even the figures on the window paper remained seated, motionless.
The atmosphere at this moment was strange and depressing.
It feels like a huge stone is pressing on my heart.
The door of the house was not locked, and bright light shone out from inside, making the house brightly lit.
"Hmm? It stinks!"
"No! This smells like the rotting corpse of a dead person!"
Everyone's expression changed drastically.
Zheng Yuanhu stepped into the house and found it very simply furnished. Li Dashan was a gambler and had sold all the valuable furniture in his house, leaving only bare walls.
However, the house was empty.
Nothing.
There was only a tattered table and a few broken benches. The table and benches were covered with dust, proving that no one had been to Li Dashan's house for several days.
But there was clearly a candle lit on the table, and the flickering candlelight illuminated everyone's faces, making their expressions change from gloomy to bright and flickering.
"That's strange. Just now outside the house, everyone clearly saw someone sitting in the house?" A yamen runner stared at the dusty four-legged table with a puzzled look.
"I don't know if you've noticed that this room gives people a creepy feeling, as if there are eyes staring at us all the time?"
"Heipi, go outside and see if there's anything unusual happening with the other two brothers...Heipi, I'm talking to you, do you hear me? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Zheng Yuanhu shouted to a yamen runner standing at the door, but the runner named Heipi stood there without moving, as if he was deaf and didn't hear anything.
Plop!
The yamen runner named Heipi was fine the moment before, but suddenly he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
A yamen runner came forward to investigate, and with a look of horror on his face he stammered, "Dead, dead, dead!"
Only then did everyone see clearly that Heipi's death was very strange. He had just died under everyone's eyes, but black spots and corpse spots appeared on his body, as if he had been dead for a long time.
His face was distorted and ferocious, his neck stretched out, veins bulging, like an old turtle gazing at the moon, desperately trying to stretch its neck out of the water to breathe. A large puddle of water was left under his feet, as if he had fallen into the river and had just been fished out, but his clothes were dry...
This is the way to die!
Hiss!
Everyone present gasped.
Even Zheng Yuanhu couldn't stand the tingling in his heart, and a chill rushed from the tailbone on his back to the top of his head.
This death is exactly the same as Li Dashan's mysterious death in prison!
Such a big living person!
He died so silently and absurdly right in front of everyone's eyes!
Plop!
In just a moment, another yamen runner fell to the ground behind Zheng Yuanhu and died silently before his eyes.
It’s the same way to die!
It looks like someone has drowned, with black spots and corpse spots appearing on the body.
There was no outsider in the house, but two brothers died mysteriously in the blink of an eye. Of the five people who initially rushed into Li Dashan's house, only Zheng Yuanhu and two other yamen runners were left.
"Captain Zheng... Captain Zheng, could there be something dirty in this room that we can't see?" A yamen runner in his forties with a calm personality seemed to have thought of something and spoke to Zheng Yuanhu in a low voice with sweat on his forehead.
"I've heard from the older generation that there are ghosts and evil spirits in this world that we ordinary people can't see. Only Taoist priests, monks, and country witches can see these things... I... Could we have encountered the same... evil thing that killed Li Dashan in prison?"
"When you encounter something like this, you can only seek help from Taoist priests or monks... Let's retreat quickly, Captain Zheng. If we're any later, I'm afraid all of our brothers will really die here. Let's go back to Chang County and find Taoist priests and monks to perform rituals!"
"withdraw!"
Zheng Yuanhu decisively led his men out of the house, but just as they were about to go out, there was a thud!
Plop!
Both yamen runners died silently.
It was still that strange way of death, falling into the water and drowning.
Zheng Yuanhu no longer hesitated and made a quick decision, rushing out of the house.
He rushed out quickly, shouting and roaring.
"I'm Zheng Yuanhu, the head of the Chang County police. Which evil monk is hiding here, pretending to be a ghost?"
"Aren't you afraid that the imperial court will send troops to encircle your family's sect and dig up the bones of your nine generations of ancestors and scatter them to ashes?"
The energy in Zheng Yuanhu's body circulated, and the sound like thunder exploded in the house, and he rushed out of the house at an accelerated speed.
Just as Zheng Yuanhu was about to rush out of the house, suddenly!
The lamp on the broken-legged table went out with a pop.
Suddenly, I was plunged into pitch darkness, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply.
Then, in the dark room at night, Zheng Yuanhu's terrified scream was heard. He was a big man with a strong physique, as if he was grabbed by something. He was about to rush out of the door, but he was dragged back into the dark room without any ripple.
The night is calm.
The entire Shangpan Village was silent, as if it had fallen into an eerie silence.
Despite the commotion Zheng Yuanhu was making, no one in Shangpan Village heard it; everyone was sound asleep. Even the village head near Li Dashan's house and the two yamen runners blocking the backyard were unusually calm, and no one came to check on the situation.
It was as if inside and outside the house had become two worlds separated by yin and yang.
Once you enter the underworld.
From then on, he was isolated from the world.
…a moment.
…two quarters.
…three quarters of an hour.
The night is quiet.
As desolate as water.
Time passed by little by little, and suddenly, in the pitch-black room where the candlelight had been extinguished and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, a candlelight flickered, and the dark and cold room was lit up again, and the warmth of the world of the living was restored.
Through the window paper, I saw a figure sitting in the room.
The figure sat motionless.
It was the same figure that Zheng Yuanhu and others had seen outside before.
But this time, the figure suddenly moved.
The figure stood up from his position.
Then I heard footsteps.
The figure was walking towards the door, a tall and burly figure walked out of the house.
It was Zheng Yuanhu who was dragged into the house, but now he walked out safely with an expressionless face!