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"": "But Luo Bin scanned every spot within sight and found no sign of the word [Slash].
Luo Feng was thinking too. Those words had given him a lead as well.
The people of Qiang Village seemed to have died of incurable illnesses. There was also the family of three who had hanged themselves after being falsely accused of being poison cats. Yet here, in the largest gathering place, everyone had died because evil spirits had gotten in.
That alone was suspicious.
After a long while, Luo Feng reached a conclusion and said gravely, "A poison cat must have possessed one of the villagers. Just like Zheng Tong leaving the tent flap open, it made a villager expose this place, drawing in evil spirits and getting everyone killed."
Luo Bin withdrew his gaze, having found nothing.
"That should be it, but I still feel something's wrong. Evil spirits, Two-Legged Sheep, poison cats, they're all... What was that last part trying to say? That all three of those things were doing something? 'All' points to something they have in common..." Luo Bin murmured.
Luo Feng did not interrupt, but his heartbeat quickened slightly. He had noticed that Luo Bin approached the problem from a different angle.
Luo Bin was unraveling it thread by thread.
Evil spirits, Two-Legged Sheep, poison cats, they're all...
Clearly, it could not mean that they were all in the Mountain Cave's Underground Room. Evil spirits attacked people on sight; peaceful coexistence was impossible. Then was Luo Bin right? Were they all doing something in common?
"We need to search Qiang Village again, thoroughly, every last inch. Whoever wrote these words must have discovered something! We need to find where he lived and every trace he left behind!" Luo Bin's voice was quiet, but