On the eighth day, villagers discovered a farmer dead beside a dry well. Her tongue had protruded from her mouth, splitting at the tip into two smaller tongues. The tips of these smaller tongues then split again, and so on, creating countless tiny tongues that resembled a fleshy blanket covering her body. It was a terrifying and sickening sight. The coroner's examination revealed that the farmer's tongue had forked into over a thousand small tongues.,Wiping the sweat from his brow, he continued to flip open the third volume of case files.,A pair of hands that trembled like chaff reached back hesitantly, and after a while they discovered that their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.。