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Chapter 319 Empty Ghost
Enclosed second floor bedroom.

Messy debris and blood stains all over the bed.

This is what Zhu Jue saw when he arrived at the scene of the crime.

This is what happened late last night. At that time, Zhu Jue should have been chatting with Atar on the top of the tower or had already fallen asleep on the wicker chair. Until this morning, the neighbors of this family got up early to go to the field and came over and shouted. No one answered for 10 minutes, and then went to report to the defense team of Wusha Town.

No one came to Great Elder Atar for help, but the latter rushed to the scene with Zhu Jue as soon as he knew about it and said he could provide assistance.

Facts have proved that Atar's words are no less effective than the local mayor in Wusha Town. Under the premise that he strongly recommended Zhu Jue to participate in the investigation, Zhu Jue almost immediately changed from a dangerous outsider to a trustworthy helper. .

"Which attack is this?"

Walking around the room with a long sword in hand, Zhu Jue asked while feeling the special aura that might remain around.

"The fifth case, counting the missing ones, the number of victims has reached 5. Have you found anything?"

The captain of the garrison looked nervously at the scene. For a garrison captain in a simple town, handling this kind of serial murder case was beyond his ability.

"I just came here, have you investigated the situation of all the victims?"

Patting the captain on the shoulder, Zhu Jue's gaze stayed on the window of the bedroom. Of course, the windows in this era cannot be made of glass, but wooden windows like shutters or hollowed out wide planks. Behind is a simple plug.

Leaning two steps forward, the window frame and wooden frame did not show signs of damage as imagined, and the size can only accommodate a normal man to bow and pass.

"They are all long-term residents of Wusha Town, and they are all farmers. They don't have any family property except some grains and vegetables."

According to common sense, the murderer must have a motive to commit the crime, but who would have such a big hatred against a group of simple townspeople?

"The murderer just wants to kill, it has nothing to do with their identity or family property. I'm asking what these victims have in common."

Now that the murderer has been determined to be a monster that is a source of mental pollution, Zhu Jue will naturally not be idle looking for its motive for killing. His goal is very clear, find out the monster and kill it, and then call it a day.

"Well...they all live in Usha Town, and are they all farmers?"

The captain of the defense scratched his chin in embarrassment, and said something dry, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly said excitedly,

"Light! On the day these victims were killed, some people seemed to say they saw the light!"

"What kind of light?"

The colorful light in the dark night subconsciously appeared in Zhu Jue's mind. Although the traces of the scene were not very similar, he subconsciously pulled himself together.

"It's just ordinary light, and it's only on for a while and then disappears."

"I see. The crime scene should still be preserved. Take me to have a look."

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Zhu Jue walked to the door helplessly, grabbed the doorknob, bent down to look at the lock, there was still no sign of damage.

The entrance and exit of the entire room have not been destroyed, so there are only two possibilities, either the murderer came in through the door swaggeringly, he knew the owner of the house, and even knew that the owner was willing to get up and open the door to let him into the bedroom even in the middle of the night Degree. The possibility of this kind of situation sounds somewhat small. After all, judging from the traces on the ground, that guy was not friendly when he appeared.

Then there is only one possibility, the monster has a way to suddenly appear in the bedroom and launch a sudden attack.

"It's not important to think about how it entered the room now, the important thing is how to know when and where it will appear next time!"

Fingers tapped rhythmically on the door panel, Zhu Jue pursed his lips, looked at the captain of the defense and said,

"The current situation is that we don't know anything about the murderer, and the chances of actively chasing it are very small. It's better to let it appear by itself, so I must know what these victims did before I can recruit the monster."

The town of Ulthar is not very big, but a monster that can enter the bedroom and come and go silently can still hide.

You must know that Zhujue's perception range is only about 20 meters, even if the monster is hidden somewhere, it will take a lot of time to find it.

For Zhu Jue, who was leaving the dreamland tomorrow evening, time was undoubtedly the most precious thing.

As soon as he walked to the corridor, Zhu Jue noticed that there were a few people from the garrison in the room next to him, and he glanced subconsciously, and noticed that there were many pieces of wood scattered on the floor of the room, and there were piles of wood chips in the corner next to it. There are a few white-faced wooden stools.

He turned and walked into the room, picked up the hacksaw and plane on the ground, and looked back at the guard captain: "This family still works as a carpenter?"

"Of course, apart from farming the land, some skilled people also make these simple furniture for sale."

The commodity economy in Dreamland is still in a relatively primitive state, and this situation is common.

"These stools look like they're new. Were they making stools last night?"

The scattered pieces of wood on the ground have not been cleaned up in time, and these stools do not look like things that have been stored for a long time.

"I'll ask the neighbors next door about the situation."

The guard captain immediately asked someone to bring the person who made the report in the morning from nearby.

I asked a few simple questions, and sure enough, according to the neighbor, on the way back from the farmland with the victim yesterday evening, the latter mentioned that he wanted to make a few stools overnight, and bought two for his family in order to save money. new clothes.

Carpentry, which the victim was doing, or had just finished, before the attack.

Will there be a connection?

"Have any of the other victims had anything like this in their homes?"

"You're saying that there are many people in Ultha who do this kind of thing again. Is it really related?"

The garrison captain still has basic vision, but carpentry is too common in his eyes. If he does this kind of thing, he will be targeted, and nearly one-third of the people in Wusha Town will be the next target.

"You're right, the point isn't the work but a certain situation it creates."

Grabbing a stool casually, looking at the rivets and neat wooden blocks at the joints, then turning to those tools, Zhu Jue squinted his eyes for a while to think.

Most of the spiritual pollution source monsters I have encountered so far do not have the habit of choosing specific targets, and most of them are unlucky whoever they encounter.

Assuming the monster this time is the same, it will wander around the town of Usha at night, looking for targets, so how can it focus on these people who work at night?
Carpentry, rivets and hammers, saws.
sound!

"Hurry up and send someone to find out what all the victims were doing before the attack. If you can't find out, ask the neighbors next to them if they heard any noise that night!"

Almost all the attacks happened late at night, and there is no nightlife in this world. Nine o'clock in the evening is a normal rest time for most people.

"I'll go check it out!"

The captain of the garrison did not have any doubts about the person recommended by the Great Elder Atal, so he followed Zhu Jue's train of thought without saying a word.

Facts have proved that Zhu Jue's guess is correct.

One was kitchen renovation, the other was tidying up the utility room, and the other was a couple quarreling in the middle of the night.

Every family that was attacked made noises that night!
Now that the reason is found, the next thing is much simpler.

As night fell, Zhu Jue was lying on a wicker chair under the oak tree outside Usa Church to enjoy the shade.

And on the right side of the rattan chair is a horn with the thickness of an adult's forearm. This is where he chooses to fight the monster.

On the one hand, this is a hillside, and there is no one living within [-] meters nearby. It is covered by night, and the monsters that are the source of spiritual pollution will not be exposed to the vision of the residents of Wusha Town. Confined in the space.

"Are you really confident in killing that monster?"

Atar was very worried about Zhu Jue's safety, knowing that Zhu Jue was going to blow the horn in the near future, he asked again with some anxiety.

If his current position was not on the top platform of the nearly ten-meter-high tower and most of his body was still shrunk behind, Zhu Jue might be moved.

"If you think I'm taking too much risk, then you should pay me more!"

Zhu Jue rubbed Feng Ling's head and let him wait among the branches next to him.

When he looked up again, there was no figure of Atar on the top of the tower.

Grabbing the horn, a layer of frost was attached to the mouthpiece, there was no way, Zhu Jue couldn't hold his mouth when he saw the layer of suspicious yellow deposits.

Stepping on a large rock in the open space next to him, Zhu Jue raised his neck and blew the horn.

woo~
Strong physical fitness made Zhu Jue's breath extremely long, and even the deep horn sound was very long.

Riding on the night wind, the sound echoed in the streets and alleys of Wusha Town.

The woman singing a lullaby with her baby in her arms heard it.

The troublemakers on the roof heard.

Holding daggers in their hands, the members of the garrison trembling at the foot of the hill also heard it.

And the terrifying existence wandering in different dimensions, looking for the hunting target tonight is even more clearly heard.

hum~~~
The warning in my mind has already sounded.

Zhu Jue drank the moonlight wine, threw the dream eater's long sword aside, and placed the crescent moon sword across his legs.

The eyes always stay on the stone path in the middle of the hillside.

Shuffling towards him in the darkness was a gigantic, profane monster.

Its appearance looks like some apes and some insects; the skin on its body hangs down in piles, and there are degenerated eye marks on its wrinkled head. The head looks like drunk Shaking, on the outstretched forelegs, there are widely opened claws.

Although no expression can be seen on its face, one can feel the cruel and vicious aura constantly emanating from its whole body.

(End of this chapter)