There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 633
Chapter 633: Chapter 547: Abyss: Come at Me~ Chapter 633: Chapter 547: Abyss: Come at Me~ At the entrance of the graveyard,
lay two villagers with pale complexions and sunken cheeks, as if their vitality had been drained by some mountain spirits and ghosts.
They were the trusted aides of the Village Chief’s House, the two middle-aged men who went missing last night.
Their bodies were positioned in a very orderly way, hands placed on their bellies with eyes tightly closed.
Even though their faces were ghastly pale, they still exuded an aura of tranquility.
Upon seeing this, the Village Chief sighed.
“If I hadn’t asked them to stay last night, maybe this wouldn’t have happened to them,” he said.
Sooner or later they would have died.
...
Xu Shuo’s expression was indifferent.
The Village Chief said no more, and stepped forward to check on the two men, but just as he was about to touch them, he suddenly shivered and sprang back two meters!
Xu Shuo, who was mixing something in a mortar, was startled by his sudden reaction and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”
The Village Chief gasped, “Such strong deep…
Yin energy!”
The Village Chief could not see the Abyss lurking above the graveyard, but he felt it emanating from these two peaceful bodies, almost enveloped by the darkness!
That’s it?
Xu Shuo shook his head uninterestingly and stepped towards the graveyard.
With his movements, the rolling darkness in the sky seemed to stir, shaping into the rudimentary form of an upside-down triangle emerging from the oppressive clouds.
Seeing this, Xu Shuo paused mid-step right as he entered the graveyard, then slowly withdrew his foot.
The descending dark clouds in the sky stopped too.
After contemplating, Xu Shuo tentatively took another step forward.
The dark clouds in the sky descended a bit further at once.
Xu Shuo drew his foot back again.
The dark clouds did not recede upwards, but their descent halted.
At this rate, if he tested a few more times, this massive darkness would probably descend completely!
Xu Shuo: “…”
So be it, tough guy!
He turned and moved away from the graveyard entrance.
It seemed he couldn’t enter to find the bride’s grave until things wrapped up, as the Abyss was eyeing him hungrily.
Ending the script now would probably yield next to no rewards.
He hadn’t yet reaped any benefits from the bride.
Standing to the side, the Village Chief watched Xu Shuo’s repeated leaping at the edge of the graveyard with a measure of bewilderment.
“Is there something in there?”
“The Yin energy is too heavy,” Xu Shuo sighed.
“Indeed, it seems the village’s true circumstances are more complex than we thought,” the Village Chief nodded seriously.
“By the way, you said last night you had something to tell me?” Xu Shuo suddenly turned to look at him.
“You…
so you heard me shouting?!”
The Village Chief’s eyes widened as he looked at him, and upon receiving Xu Shuo’s affirmative gesture, his expression turned to one of anger and frustration!
He had been shouting himself hoarse on the mountainside last night!
And this guy, despite clearly hearing him, chose to ignore him!
Grinding his teeth in frustration, the Village Chief exclaimed, “You miss the chance if you hesitate!”
Upon hearing this, Xu Shuo simply responded with an indifferent “Oh,” without dwelling on the matter.
He turned around and walked back—the rice flour in the mortar was stirred almost well enough.
It was time to shape it and set it to steam.
However, watching him leave without any hesitation, the Village Chief felt a lump in his throat, neither able to swallow it nor spit it out.
Why don’t you ask?
Why aren’t you following up with more questions?
Weren’t you so interested last night?!
The Village Chief followed him with a sense of being wronged, and halfway, suddenly turned to look at the graveyard shrouded with heavy Yin energy and the two villagers lying at the entrance like door guardians.
The way these two men lay now.
Didn’t it resemble Old Li from last night?
After the bride swept away the machete-wielding monster with her sleeve, the Village Chief and Mr.
Wang, hiding in the alley, ventured out to check on the machete monster.
Old Li then had a pale face, sunken cheeks, and a skeleton-thin figure.
It looked as though his vitality had been sucked dry.
A stark difference from the Old Li of the daytime.
The Village Chief gazed thoughtfully at the two corpses on the ground for a while, then pulled out two silver bullets and planted them—one on each side—at the entrance to the graveyard.
After putting away his things, the Village Chief hurried to catch up with Xu Shuo.
…
At the courtyard gate.
When Xu Shuo returned with the mortar in his arms, he saw another person peeking around the entrance.
It was Ergou, who had been sent by the Village Chief to find him the previous evening.
Upon seeing Xu Shuo’s figure, Ergou’s originally suspicious expression instantly turned to delight.
He quickly ran over and called out, “Tiezhu!
Tiezhu!
Where did you go just now?”
Xu Shuo raised an eyebrow, “What happened again?”
Ergou’s face turned sheepish: “Old Li was just found dead at his home, and everyone was thinking…”
“To see if I was the murderer?”
“…Ahahaha.”
Ergou scratched his head awkwardly, his eyes darting around as he sized up Xu Shuo, “Tiezhu, where did you go just now, and where is your firewood knife?”
This question made Xu Shuo pause.
Seeing that he couldn’t answer right away, Ergou’s expression immediately turned tense, and he subtly moved a couple of steps away from him.
Xu Shuo snapped out of it and looked behind him: “I just went to the cemetery with the Village Chief to look for someone, and then, my firewood knife was taken away by the Village Chief last night.”
This answer made Ergou pause: “Ah?”
Could the Village Chief also be involved in the murder?
Right at that moment, the seventy-year-old Old Village Chief came running from the back mountain, gasping for breath.
Leaning on his walking stick and catching his breath, he looked baffled at Ergou, standing at the entrance.
“Ergou, what are you here for?”
“Old Li was hacked to death in his own home, and the villagers sent me up to see what Tiezhu was doing,” Ergou hurriedly repeated what he had said earlier.
“What?
Old Li is dead too?” The Village Chief was flabbergasted.
“Yes,” Ergou nodded dumbly.
Xu Shuo looked at the two dumbfounded figures at the gate and shook his head before walking into the kitchen.
He poured out some of the previously prepared osmanthus powder and mixed it with the rice flour until it was even.
Then he spread the soft and sticky rice flour evenly in the steaming tray, put a layer of the osmanthus powder as the filling on top, and then poured another layer of rice flour to seal it off.
This was the simplest method for making Osmanthus Cake that Xu Shuo had found after flipping through a hundred recipes the night before.
As for whether it was delicious…
This wasn’t within the scope of what he needed to control.
After all, these osmanthus flowers were unnatural to begin with.
If it turned out not to be tasty, he could simply blame the bride!
She certainly wouldn’t blame Wang Tiezhu, would she?
Xu Shuo planned sneakily in his mind as he arranged the filled trays on the steam stove, then poured water into the stove and stoked up a big fire!
…
Xu Shuo was busily making Osmanthus Cake.
In the yard, after sending away Ergou, who had come to deliver the news, the Village Chief, with a heavy heart, walked into the kitchen and watched Xu Shuo who was bustling around before falling into contemplation.
The atmosphere was silent, one busy fanning the flames, the other sitting on a small stool with a furrowed brow, thinking, as time dripped away.
No one could outlast Xu Shuo in a standoff!
In the end, it was the Village Chief who broke the silence first, “I actually had another part of the story that I didn’t tell you last night.”
Xu Shuo: “Hmm?”
The Village Chief dangled the bait, “Do you know why the villagers harbor so much hostility towards you?”
Xu Shuo didn’t make a sound to cooperate.
The Village Chief said helplessly, “Because your name is Wang Tiezhu.”
Xu Shuo turned his head, “And then?”
Who did the name Wang Tiezhu harm?
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Although he still didn’t get cooperation, the Village Chief was addicted to playing coy, “For sixty years, the entire village has been living under the shadow of the bride.
You need to understand, that’s a whole sixty years!
Most of a lifetime!
Half a century!
With sixty years gone by, the villagers’ accumulated Resentment Energy is no less than that of the original bride!”
Xu Shuo scoffed, “They think they’re worthy?”
The Village Chief waved his hand, “Whether they’re worthy is another matter, but the bride is seeking vengeance, and now the villagers also want their revenge.”
Xu Shuo, fanning the stove, spoke in a calm tone, continuing the Village Chief’s point, “However, since the bride was an outsider, she had no kin in the village to take revenge on, so the villagers had no outlet for their anger.
But no worries, Wang Tiezhu has a bit of a connection to the bride, so the nearly irrational villagers want to vent on Wang Tiezhu, to take revenge on the bride.”
The Village Chief choked up, “You…
you know all this.”
“Is it that hard to guess?”
“…”
The bride’s not so intense attitude towards Wang Tiezhu, even a bit of favoritism, and the efforts of Osmanthus Village’s chief to stick close to Wang Tiezhu for protection—all these clues were bluntly smashed into his face, so—
Is this really so hard to guess?
…
