However, the key point could not be found for a while, and the key thing that could confirm the identity of the deceased could not be found.
The moment Lao Feng retracted his gaze, he snorted, "Xiao Liu, come and see, are the left and right sides of the deceased crooked?"
When Liu Chu looked at it, the bones on the left half were lower than those on the right half, and the gap was very small.
Old Feng pondered, "It's not a natural sloping shoulder, or the left shoulder is used all the year round."
Liu Chu frowned.
The entire Yueshan Town is not big or small. Those villages have not been gathered together, so it is not easy to find them.
Four Mao and the others questioned from village to village.
When people are idle, they will think about some things. Liu Chu didn't let himself idle for a moment. He went up the mountain repeatedly and tried to find out the whereabouts of Boss Zhang, but to no avail.
Boss Zhang seems to be integrated with the mountain.
Liu Chu found neither Boss Zhang nor any clues to the bones. He walked to Song Mansion without realizing it, turned around, and returned the same way.
In the afternoon, the two servants at the entrance of Song Mansion looked at each other.
Servant A, "Liu Zhaotou is here."
Servant B, "Yeah."
Servant A, "Liu Zhaotou is gone again."
Servant B, "Mmmm."
The next day, the servants stretched their necks to look, but they didn't see Liu Zhaotou's figure appearing. Both of them sighed and came here to make a bet.
If they walked a little further, they could see Liu Zhaotou's messy back.
The town was calm for a few days, and a villager died. Some good people said that Boss Zhang had attracted the demon and brought bad luck to the town.
In less than a stick of incense, the remarks spread.
In the evening, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother came back from the outside, opened the door and saw a few figures in the main room.
The light was dim, the main room was dead silent, and the outline of the coffin was a little blurry.
Zhang's father was on guard, took his wife's hand and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
The figures stood upright, and no one spoke.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother got closer, only to see that it was a few paper figures with their eyes gouged out.
Mother Zhang was frightened and fainted on the spot.
The family of the deceased villager didn't do anything, and just walked back and forth in front of Boss Zhang's house, making people panic.
When Liu Chu learned of this, he asked a brother to go to Boss Zhang's house to drive the villager's family away.
The matter did not settle down.
Some time ago, a few people went missing in the town. The salesman and Li Widow died. There were still a few who were not alive or dead. They were all taken out by good people and said that they were eaten by demons. Boss Zhang went to his house.
Father Zhang glared at everyone angrily, "My son is a human, not a demon."
The shouts of abuse from the crowd continued.
"Yueshan Town has always been peaceful. He brought the demon in. Damn himself, why did he harm us?"
"Get out, get out of here!"
"Go away—"
Zhang's father trembled and looked at them. On weekdays, these people saw that their Zhang family was rich, either to borrow money or to borrow food. Although his son was not generous, he also helped these neighbors many times. Who is sick? The daughter-in-law of the family is about to give birth, and most of them will give away some yào materials to help them.
But now their Zhang family was in distress, and their son died tragically at the hands of the monster, leaving only a pair of mutilated bones.
And these people they had helped, not only didn't come to help arrange the funeral, but instead they were unable to drain their Zhangjiawei. They kept saying that their Zhangjia was unlucky and attracted monsters, making the whole town unlucky.
In particular, those families who died were even more emotionally holding torches. If there were no arrests, they would have burned themselves and the house together to vent their anger.
Thinking of this, Father Zhang glanced at the crowd. These people who had been helped by their family, the one who was wearing patched sleeves was the Wang family's daughter-in-law, who couldn't afford yào at home that year when she had a difficult childbirth, and it was the yào that she gave to herself. material, not a penny.
That old lady Wu with a blue headscarf, her old man broke his leg that year, and the family didn't have a grain of rice. When she came to borrow food, her wife gave her a bag of new rice without saying a word. At that time, Mrs. Wu was in tears and said that she would be a cow and a horse for their family. That kind of real passion is still floating in her mind.
And that old Zhao head in a ragged gown...
But these so-called people who are grateful to the Zhang family and who said they want to repay the kindness of the Zhang family are now angry and gnashing their teeth, as if they want to devour their Zhang family alive, even if their son is now only a skeleton, they still Will not let go.
"God,