Nothing inexplicable happened on the high-speed train, so I returned to my hometown Antong with peace of mind.

Although the world has changed a lot now, for many people, there has not been much change. They are still like what they used to be.

At most, how much combat power is there for you in the chat? Have you seen a ghost or something? The words are quite relaxed and there are no other heavy topics.

This is also because no disaster was born, and everything is still so peaceful.

The train station is still crowded. After walking out from the inside, Zhang Qing got on a bus, took three buses, and got off in a relatively remote area.

There were few taxis here, so he could only walk until more than 40 minutes later, he arrived at the foot of a small hill.

This short hill, which is not even 100 meters long, is the chicken farm contracted by his parents.

This small hill is called Bijia Mountain, which is said to be named because it looks like a penjia. Although Zhang Qing thinks it is just a big land bag, in fact, this view is quite agreeable.

There was originally a Bijia Mountain Park in Bijia Mountain, which mainly focused on the style of forest gardens, but it was too late to make ends meet. Finally, it contracted out for tens of thousands of yuan, and was taken down by Zhang Qing's parents as a chicken farm.

The original residents here basically moved out of here, planned the city, built many urban areas, and lived in the city.

But it is not really that deserted here.

Although the chicken farm run by Zhang Qing’s parents is not too big, some people can come here every day to buy live chickens directly from here.

Everyone knows the taste of the slim chicken, so many people will drive over and buy several or even dozens of them.

Sometimes some units even come to order in groups, and hundreds of live chickens were bought.

So although his parents never go to the market to sell chickens, just the mutual communication between regular customers is enough to maintain the business here when the reputation is pretty good.

Zhang Qing was walking up the mountain when he saw a Buick car coming down from the mountain. He stood aside and saw through the window that it seemed that the family of three was talking and laughing. He seemed to vaguely hear the male owner highly praised the chicken here for its great taste.

Zhang Qingqing couldn't help but smile and continued to go up the mountain.

But as he got closer and closer to the door of his house, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a touch of sorrow suddenly hung between his eyebrows.

When he saw that there seemed to be a faint yin energy spreading on the mountain, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The spread of Yin Qi does not mean that there are ghosts, it just means that ghosts are suitable for survival.

"There are many sources of Yin Qi, most of which are caused by excessive deaths of living creatures and not being treated in time."

Zhang Qing recalled the books he read in the Gaowei World in his heart, and pondered in his heart, "Is it because his parents killed too many chickens?"

If this is the case, will this happen in places like slaughterhouses?

But Zhang Qing still doesn't believe this happens when dozens of chickens are slaughtered.

There are no wild animals on Bijia Mountain. At most, there are some abandoned pets and wild cats. In addition, there are only some birds and insects. Such things should not happen.

Could it be that a monster was born?

Zhang Qing immediately rejected the idea.

With extremely high demand for the birth of monsters, with the current spiritual energy level on Earth, this kind of terrible monster can never appear.

You should know that in the high-dimensional world, the level of any monster is at least equivalent to an advanced profession, and even requires a high-level profession to be played to solve it.

The advanced profession is basically the level of the Sword Immortal, which is far beyond the level of mortals.

However, it is not guaranteed that the earth has evolved into a special path, allowing monsters to be born at very low levels. Of course, the monsters that appear are at the same level as the current ghosts, and can be easily dispelled.

A world influenced by a high-dimensional world will have various paths, which cannot be exactly the same as a high-dimensional world.

All kinds of evolutions are different, and no one is sure what will happen.

This is also the various influences made by the high-dimensional world, in order to explore more changes in its own path.

Zhang Qing suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Yes, Yin Qi is easily born in the wilderness. Yin Qi is not easy to dissipate in sparsely populated areas and will gradually accumulate to form a spreading state."

Zhang Qing finally found a very likely reason, "Even in the high-dimensional world, the wild is not a place where ordinary people can go casually, because humanity is not obvious, and various evil ghosts and demons are very likely to appear there, and it is also the result of the evil energy not being sorted out."

After finding the reason, he felt worried.

In today's environment, chicken farms are prone to appearing yin energy. Because of the sparse population here, they cannot be dispersed by humanity and gradually accumulate. In the end, quantitative change leads to qualitative change, forming a terrifying disaster.

The more people there are, the less likely it is to be born in Yin Qi, and even if it is born, it will disappear quickly under the power of humanity.

The countryside and wilderness are the hardest hit areas of this world change.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing's steps suddenly became much faster. He hoped to take his parents out of this place before things could be saved.

When he rushed to the door of the house, Zhang Qing saw a middle-aged woman standing under a plaque "Bijiashan Chicken Farm" and making a call enthusiastically.

That was his mother, Qiao Cuiyin.

"Hey, I'll hang up first, my son is back." Qiao Cuiyin happily hung up the phone with the other side and waved to Zhang Qing, "Son is back, come here quickly and see if you have lost weight."

Instead of showing his anxiety on his face, Zhang Qing smiled and pushed the suitcase in his hand and walked over quickly: "Hey, mom, I miss me so much."

He stepped forward and hugged his mother's body, patted her back gently, felt that her body was still healthy, and finally showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Where is Dad?" Zhang Qingsong opened his arms and asked his mother to snatch the suitcase in her hand.

"He is still dealing with the chickens there," said the mother, pushing her suitcase, "In the morning, someone called and said he wanted to book 200 chickens and pick them up in the evening. Now he has been busy with that one."

"Then I'll go over and help!" Zhang Qing rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go over, but was stopped by his mother.

"What are you doing? You haven't rested just now when you come back. Your dad is used to it, so don't make trouble."

Hearing this, Zhang Qing shrugged helplessly. No matter how outstanding he is, he is just a naughty child in the eyes of his parents and is unwilling to let him do any tiring work.

"Okay, I've been walking around the neighborhood. I haven't been back for a long time, and I'm still a little missing."

Zhang Qing smiled and accepted his mother's opinion.
Chapter completed!