Infinite flow: I am destroying everything with a spatula

Opening the diary, the three of them studied it against the light for a long time.

Through these blurred words, the truth was vaguely pieced together.

The first half of the diary is mostly about what happened at school, new friends made, etc., all ordinary daily trivia.

Until I turned a new page, the date on it read October 1999, 10, and the weather was cloudy.

【Today, I went to Lijia Village with my friends Niu Xuefeng, Chen Fangmin, and six other classmates. 】

[We want to do a group project on rural development and construction, and Lijia Village is very suitable for our investigation. ]

[Niu Xuefeng is an artist. He came with us to sketch. He said he wanted to paint every corner of the country. Of course, I fully support him.]

[The villagers of Lijia Village were very welcoming. After hearing about our purpose, the village chief even arranged food and lodging for us.]

[We wanted to give the village chief food and lodging expenses, but he kept refusing, saying it was not necessary, and that the people here were very warm and kind.]

February 10:

[Today is our third day in Lijia Village. I already like this place.]

【The people here are simple and honest, and the scenery is natural. 】

[The small dirt slope in the center of the village is covered with colorful wild flowers]

[We all like to sit on the slope and chat and think about problems.]

October 10th, sunny:

[Today Niu Xuefeng came to me and said that his watch was missing. He clearly remembered putting it on the table before going to bed, but when he woke up he couldn't find it.]

[I joked that maybe he accidentally dropped it while sketching and forgot about it, so maybe it will appear if he looks for it again.]

October 10th, cloudy weather:

[Today, Chen Fangmin quietly told me that the fountain pen he always carried with him was missing. It was a very expensive brand that his aunt brought back from abroad.]

[Several classmates were also secretly discussing what they were missing.]

【We did some statistics and found that the total amount of things thrown away is not small.】

【Chen Fangmin said he suspected that some villagers in the village were stealing our things.】

[I also began to feel that something was wrong. ]

[But the people of Lijia Village were warm and friendly to us, and there was no actual evidence, so how could we wrongly accuse them?]

[Fortunately, most of the things related to the project have been recorded. I decided to let everyone pack up and leave the village tomorrow.]

October 10th, cloudy

【We didn’t make it.】

[Yesterday morning, Niu Xuefeng came to me angrily and said that his wallet, which he had put in the interlayer of his backpack, was missing.]

[He asked us to wait for him in the house for a while. He wanted to ask the village chief for clarification. We would set out after he came back.]

[None of us were able to stop him.]

[However, Niu Xuefeng did not come back until dark.]

[A few classmates and I went to the village chief to ask about the situation.]

[The village chief told us that Niu Xuefeng came over angrily early in the morning and criticized us for a long time, but he was also confused.]

[After cursing, Niu Xuefeng said he would leave first and left the village.]

[This is absolutely impossible. I know Niu Xuefeng well.]

[There is no way he would leave us alone.]

[The village chief advised us to stay in the village for a few days. Maybe Niu Xuefeng would come back on his own after he figured it out.]

[We decided to stay in the village for two more days to see the situation and do some finishing work on the project.]

October 10 Heavy Rain

[We stayed in the village for two days, but Niu Xuefeng didn't come back.]

[I searched the entire village, but there was no sign of him.]

[Several other students said that maybe Niu Xuefeng was just angry and ran back.]

[A child in the village told us that he seemed to see the village chief and an older brother heading towards the back mountain that day.]

[I decided to go to the back mountain tomorrow to check the situation. If there is no harvest, we will go back.]

The diary ends here.

It seems that these people suddenly encountered something after deciding to go to the back mountain.

Liu Duosheng touched his head, thought for a moment and then said:

"If the diary is true, then it seems that this Niu Xuefeng was harmed by the previous village chief, and the rest of the people should be harmed as well."

"And what a coincidence! We are still short of nine households' worth of rice for our mission, and exactly nine people disappeared here."

Yi Nanzhi closed the diary and looked at the sky: "It will be dark soon, let's go back first and find a chance to go to the back mountain to have a look."

After saying this, the three of them hurried back to the village chief's house before dusk fell.

Fu Xuewen and Lin Xuejin had returned early.

The two of them wandered around the village for most of the day.

Just like yesterday, basically no villagers were willing to pay attention to them.

Yi Nanzhi shared with them some clues about the small bungalow and the diary.

The five people immediately decided to go to the back mountain tomorrow.

The sky gradually darkened, until the darkness completely enveloped Lijia Village.

The "rustling" crawling sound from yesterday evening was heard again.

From far to near, slowly getting closer.

Finally, he stopped at the gate of the village chief's house.

The air solidified at this moment.

The village chief trembled again, put his hands together and stood in front of the shrine, muttering something.

However, today, the things outside did not go away after staying for a while.

All they heard was an unspeakable sound.

It was like the sound of rigid bones being forced open, eerie and terrifying.

The village chief's expression became even worse at this time, and he could hardly stand straight.

Then, "bang bang bang"...

The gate of the yard shook.

The door bolt and door panel made a "clicking" sound due to the strong vibration.

Something outside is knocking at the door.

The village chief's knees went weak and he fell to the ground.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, and he was shaking.

But he kept muttering to himself.

Yi Nanzhi and the others weren't feeling well either, so they all held their breath and dared not make a sound.

After five minutes, the sound gradually stopped.

There was another rustling sound outside.

The thing was crawling away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The tense nerves also relaxed.

Dinner was a simple mushroom soup and fried buns. Everyone ate a few bites and went upstairs to sleep.

Late at night, there were three "ding-ding-ding" bell sounds again.

Yi Nanzhi was lying on the bed, listening to the village chief who was sleeping next door, turning over and getting out of bed just like he did last night.

I carefully lay on the door of their two rooms and listened for a while.

Then he turned around, went downstairs and walked out of the yard.

None of the three people in the room fell asleep.

After the village chief left, they carefully lay down in front of the window.

The villagers were seen swaying towards the mountain temple like the zombie puppets of yesterday.

"It seems that the people in this village go to the mountain temple to worship on time every night." Liu Duosheng said in a low voice.

Yi Nanzhi and Yang Siyi nodded in agreement.

Then Yi Nanzhi opened the door and went downstairs. The two people in the room and the young couple who were woken up followed him.

They naturally thought that they would have to follow the villagers to the mountain temple tonight to check the situation.

Unexpectedly, Yi Nanzhi turned around and came to the shrine covered with red cloth.

Most of the red candle had burned down, illuminating the small space of the shrine in the darkness.

Yi Nanzhi stretched out his hand and was about to lift the red cloth.

Lin Xuejin's nervous voice rang out:

"We...we shouldn't look at the shrine like this. What if something strange happens?"

Yang Siyi whispered back: "Even if you don't watch it, strange things will happen."

Yi Nanzhi ignored the noise behind her and gently tugged at the red cloth.

The red cloth slid off the shrine, revealing the pitch-black shrine with its door tightly closed.

She reached out and pulled at the shrine door.

However, the shrine seemed to be stuck.

Yi Nanzhi exerted a little force, and with a crisp "snap" sound, one side of the door was pulled down by her.

Yi Nanzhi:......

Damn, I was careless again!

Everyone present:...

How will it end? Urgent.

Regardless of the door in his hand, there is a very strange statue placed in the shrine.

The body of the statue is made up of white arms and thighs.

The trunks were twisted and tangled together so tightly that it looked a bit disgusting.

Everyone: Help! I have intensive phobia!

The head of the statue is a lifelike image of an old man, who looks somewhat similar to the village chief.

His features were kind and gentle, but his bloody mouth was gaping open, looking ferocious and strange.

Everyone was shocked by the statue in front of them.

Liu Duosheng said, "Didn't Granny Li say yesterday that the shrines were filled with the wishes of the worshippers?"

"That's right, that's right. The village chief's wish is too weird. It looks scary and disgusting." Lin Xuejin quickly continued.

Yi Nanzhi looked at the door in his hand and found that the joint was broken.

She thought about it, carefully moved the door back to its previous position, and gently covered it with red cloth.

As long as the village chief doesn't lift the cloth to look, nothing unusual will be discovered for the time being.

Then she said to everyone, "Let's go back to our room and rest. The village chief was suspicious of us last night. I'm afraid he will come back early tonight."

Seeing such an impactful statue, everyone nodded absentmindedly.