Zhao Huanzhen, the tomb of that foreign woman.

Of course, the above is no longer the focus. He realized that he was restricted by the rules and could not escape, and he confirmed that the female turtle would most likely not let him go. For the sake of his own life, He Fei began to perform extraordinarily. After he showed that he was completely

After believing the old man's words, he changed the subject and asked the old man a question, a key question that he had just thought of:

"Through Zhao Huanzhen's dream, I believe that the woman is dead and turned into a locust to harm the village. What's more, even Chen Po said that the only way to prevent the female locust from continuing to harm people is to find the female locust's body as soon as possible and bring it to the village.

His body was removed from the harsh environment. In this case..."

"Then have you ever thought about why Mrs. Chen can figure out that the woman is dead but can't figure out where the woman's body is?"

………

"this……"

He Fei's question really stunned Village Chief Yang. Not to mention, from the incident until now, he has never asked Mrs. Chen why she couldn't calculate the location of Zhao Huanzhen's body. After hearing this, the old man sighed slightly.

Stunned, Xiaoxia and Xiaoxia looked at each other.

Behind his eyes, Village Chief Yang replied with a puzzled look: "I really haven't asked about this, but I think there must be a reason why Mrs. Chen can't calculate it. After all, Mrs. Chen is also from Jingtao Village, she definitely doesn't."

I hope the folks are okay."

"So this is the key to the problem!" Unexpectedly, Village Chief Yang had just finished speaking. He Fei suddenly made a move after adding the sentence. He stood up, left his seat, and strode out the door.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Seeing He Fei turning around to leave inexplicably, not only did Village Chief Yang subconsciously ask questions, but Zhao Chengbing was also baffled by the sudden action of his classmate and spoke almost at the same time as Village Chief Yang.

"I'm going to Granny Chen's house to ask her about something." He Fei turned around and replied.

Although the handsome young man thought of it, he did it, but after hearing the answer, Village Chief Yang shook his head and reminded: "You don't even know where Mrs. Chen lives, how can you go there? What's more..."

After a pause, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the door.

Following his finger and looking out the door, he saw that the courtyard was dark, and the originally bright sky was now blurry. It was only then that He Fei realized that the time had arrived in the evening unknowingly!

"Except for some important matters, no one dares to go out at night recently."

Staring at the dim sky outside the door, and listening to the village chief's kind reminder, I thought of the folklore that hawks often come out at night to harm people...

For some reason, He Fei, who was eager to go out to look for clues just now, shivered unconsciously, then turned around and walked back to the house under the gaze of the other three people. The corner of his mouth twitched and said: "Well, then, well, it's actually okay to go there tomorrow."

It’s not too late.”

The young man was scared, but it was not his fault. After all, he was just a college student, an ordinary person who was exposed to supernatural events for the first time.

"Pfft."

He Fei's timid reaction made Xiaoxia laugh out loud on the spot, and the girl's smile also dispelled the somewhat solemn atmosphere in the room. Village Elder Yang has become a mature man. Although he has almost never left the village in his life, he has been the village leader for so many years.

He was still far better than the young man in dealing with people and sophistication. Seeing that He Fei was timid and did not dare to go out at night, he was worried about his face and did not say much. He just glanced at the sky and gave instructions to his granddaughter:

"Xiaoxia, go to the West Room to clean up the room for the two guests first, and then go straight to dinner."

………

The fact that two city dwellers came to the village chief's house today would have been spread in the village in the past, but it is different now, very different. For this dead village with only about a hundred people left, unless the visitor is...

A god who can save everyone, otherwise no one would care about it.

Everyone was frightened by the female locust, and frightened by the bloody man who appeared out of nowhere outside the village. No one dared to leave the village. Even if they were in the village, every household stayed behind closed doors. Almost everyone hid in their homes and begged for help.

They pray to the Buddha, pray to the gods to come down to earth to save them, and pray that they will not disappear next.

As night falls, Jingtao Village, which has been blown by the strong wind all day, becomes even quieter than during the day. Except for the candlelight exposed in some houses and the occasional barking of dogs, which proves that there are actually people living in the village, otherwise anyone would think that there are still people living in the village.

This is a deserted village.

Cunxi Street.

Ta da da, da da da.

Under the night, accompanied by a series of footsteps approaching from far away, a figure was walking alone on the street.

Wang Dayong, this name is actually good. Let’s not talk about whether it is unique or not. From the name alone, the first impression of a person with this name should not be that of a timid person.

Unfortunately, this feeling is wrong, very wrong.

He raised his head and glanced at the looming moon in the sky, and then stared at the dark and deserted street around him. Wang Dayong, who was holding a sack on his shoulders, was extremely frightened. He deliberately lowered his steps while walking, but even so, every step was still heard.

It will make him even more frightened.

As a villager in Jingtao Village, of course he knew about the recent changes in the village and what the village was currently experiencing. The ungrateful Zhao Huanzhen died as soon as he died, but he did not expect that he would turn into a wolf after his death and then look for the villagers.

Revenge! During this period, people continued to disappear mysteriously in the village.

If you leave the village, you will be attacked by the living corpses wandering outside the village. Faced with this desperate situation with no escape, the villagers are helpless and have no choice. In desperation, everyone has no choice but to hide in their own homes all day long in fear and fear of others.

Why doesn't Wang Dayong be included among them?

Yes, ever since he found out that he would be attacked by living corpses when leaving the village, Wang Dayong, who had completely given up the idea of ​​​​escape, has been hiding at home like other villagers every day, not farming or working. Up to now, he has been relying on the food stored at home. On the surface, there seems to be no problem.

But there is a saying that goes well, people are iron

Rice is made of steel. If you don't eat even one meal, you will feel hungry. This is also unlucky for Li Dayong. Other people's food reserves can last for a while, but as a bachelor whose wife died early, he has always eaten enough for one person and the whole family has not been hungry since his wife died.

After that, I never saved much food, just enough to feed myself.

That was wrong, but because the sudden and terrifying change happened so quickly, when Wang Dayong opened the rice vat the afternoon before yesterday, he found that the vat was empty.

The small amount of food stored at home was all eaten up.

However, the fear of death brought by the female locust scared him so much that he did not dare to go out!

Until today, until this evening came, he couldn't bear it after being hungry for nearly two days. So, not wanting to starve to death, he plucked up the courage to leave home and went to the threshing floor in the west of the village, where there was a lot of corn.

.

To be honest, if he didn't really have to, he would never go out of his house to get the grain that was drying in the barn in the west of the village, not to mention it was still night!

Ta da da, da da da.

With fear in his heart, he walked in trepidation along the way. Fortunately, the journey was not too far. When it was confirmed that he would reach his compound after walking less than 100 meters, Wang Dayong perked up!

Finally, he succeeded!

Not only did he successfully carry back a sack of corn from the threshing floor in the west of the village, but he also returned home safe and sound.

squeak.

Bang!

Da da da da da!

Plop!

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

He hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door, turned around and bolted the door, rushed into the main room in three steps, put down the sack, and closed the door. After doing all this quickly, he was in the main room and plopped like a deflated rubber ball.

He collapsed to the ground with a cry.

After panting for a long time, the feeling of hunger in his belly brought Wang Dayong back to reality. Perhaps because he was too hungry, as soon as he got up, Wang Dayong rushed to the kitchen next door with a pile of corn in his hand.

It was obvious that he wanted to boil the corn. After all, even if he was hungry, he couldn't eat raw corn. Even if he could eat it, he didn't have the teeth to chew it.

Entering the kitchen, he came to the stove, first threw a few unwashed corn stalks into the pot, opened the water jar and kept scooping water into the pot. When there was enough water, Wang Dayong started to light a fire to cook.

Soon, the flames burst into flames on the stove, and the corn in the pot undulated and rolled in the gradually heating water.

Wang Dayong did not leave, but squatted near the stove and waited anxiously.

He was very hungry, and wished that the corn in the pot would be cooked immediately, but unfortunately this was not realistic, so he had no choice but to hold back his saliva and wait, cursing in a low voice while waiting.

Yes, Wang Dayong was scolding someone, and the person being scolded was undoubtedly Zhao Huanzhen, who trapped him in the village and could not leave, but this was not the norm. In fact, he didn't even curse Zhao Huanzhen before, just hearing his name

It was enough to frighten him so much that he shivered, but this time it was different. Because he was so hungry, Wang Dayong, who had not eaten for two days, forgot about fear and the terrible reality that people still disappeared without reason every day in the village. He was so hungry that he forgot about it.

All the anger and dissatisfaction were blamed on Zhao Huanzhen.

Cursing from time to time:

"You are the fault of this dead woman. If it weren't for you, would I be where I am today?"

After cursing for a while, Wang Dayong couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he watched the heat gradually rising from the pot.

only……

Because his attention was always focused on the iron pot on the stove, there was something, or a detail that suddenly appeared at an unknown time, that Wang Dayong did not notice.

The camera moves to the kitchen window.

A stream of water, an inaudible, clear stream of water slowly flowed into the house through the cracks in the window. The process was extremely secretive and silent during the process.

Yes, water flow, no matter how you look at it, is a thin water flow, a slender water flow that usually evaporates quickly when it falls on the ground. However, the strange thing is that this seemingly ordinary water flow that comes from nowhere is now

But it moves on its own as if it were alive.

It flowed into the kitchen along the window crack, first quietly approached the stove, and finally got into the iron pot that was about to boil.

"Dayong..."
To be continued...