The young general crouched down to closely examine Cai Jiang's wound, and saw a bloody hole so deep the bone was visible, bleeding ceaselessly as if someone had just pulled an arrow out of his flesh.
However, he saw clearly that there was no one else there except for Cai Jiang.
Oddly enough, it was clear that Cai Jiang had been hit by arrow feathers, yet at this moment, besides several large gaping wounds, there was nothing on his body.
The arrow feathers were nowhere to be found.
The young general looked around suspiciously.
Receiving the young general's gaze, the villagers defended themselves in panic, "We... we didn't do anything, he was lying on the ground motionless, and suddenly he started thrashing about—it had nothing to do with us, really."
"There's something... something in the dirt..." In so much pain he couldn't bear it, Cai Jiang only got these last words out before he completely passed out.
