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Chapter 884 The origin of the old village(2/2)

After calming the dog, the corpse maker also looked surprised. He looked solemnly at the room in front of him and said: "The drunken husband was eaten, and all his souls and souls entered his wife's belly, and the wife was buried alive somewhere else.

There is no such thing as an alcoholic husband lingering around the house after his death!"

"It is indeed a bit weird here. This is the first time I have returned to the old village after so many years. Is the story from that time wrong? After so many years, has something happened in the old village that we don't know about?"

After hearing the corpse stitcher's words, the villagers swayed their bodies, huddled together, and said nervously: "Master Cai, please don't scare us. I think we should not go in. The doors and windows of this house are boarded up and have not been pried."

Traces, I think Da Mao and the others are definitely not here."

"Yes, yes, I don't think it's possible for three children to be in here."

On the contrary, the families of the three children turned to the corpse stitcher for help. They searched the whole village but could not find the children. This was their last hope.

Jin An just glanced at the corpse stitcher without comment, then continued to look at the building in front of him.

He noticed that the exterior wall of the alcoholic man's house was stained with many black marks and was covered with badly damaged and faded talismans. Later, after the corpse stitcher explained, he found out that the black marks were the black dog's blood that the villagers had spilled to ward off evil spirits.

Even the door of the house was nailed shut by the villagers with wooden boards, as if what was sealed inside was not a crazy woman with a pitiful life, but the fear of the whole village.

Finally, the corpse stitcher gritted his teeth and decided to let the villagers break down the door. They had already arrived in the old village anyway. No matter what, he must try hard to find the missing children.

Other villagers did not dare to break down the door. The father of three children took the pick and hoe and smashed it. The door was sealed tightly, and it was not easy to finally open it.

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