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Su Xing felt that the suction didn't seem to be dangerous, so he didn't resist. He still remembered that this light group was a man named He Rundong before.

The dizziness came from the head, and the sleepiness came from the limbs when he woke up, and the eyes gradually began to close.

When he woke up, Su Xing found that he was lying on a piece of grass, and there were a few white ones grazing in front of the green lawn.

"He Rundong, what are you doing? Herding sheep? How did you fall asleep?"

Su Xing looked at the man in front of him who was angry and anxious towards him, and couldn't help thinking, is this calling me?
"Third uncle, alas! People in the big village are still afraid that the sheep will be lost. Is it okay to let me sleep in such a good weather?"

Su Xing suddenly realized that the voice came from his own mouth, but he knew that he didn't need to speak. By the way, the man in front of him called himself He Rundong, right?
"I remember that this name appeared in the ancestral hall. Could it be that what I see now is what happened to He Rundong before?"

He Rundong is a villager who died 30 years ago. If the whole incident happened 30 years ago, Su Xing can understand everything.

"You are a baby! You are still young, when you grow up, you will understand many things naturally!"

The elders like to use this kind of rhetoric to persuade the younger generation. He Rundong can memorize this set of rhetoric, so naturally it goes in one ear and out the other!But he also knew that if he didn't respond, he might not even think about peace today!

"Yes, yes, yes! Third Uncle, you are right, I will definitely not sleep when the sheep are herding in the future, okay?"

Having said all this, the third uncle couldn't continue to criticize anything, closed his mouth and sighed, and left slowly. He Run watched the third uncle leave, stretched his waist, and watched the sun fall on the top of his head.

The village is not very big, but within a radius of ten miles, it is relatively lively. He Rundong's life goes like this every day, herding sheep, going home, sleeping, day after day.

A month passed slowly, and He Rundong remembered that the villagers who went to the market in the upper town came back, including his parents.

He Rundong had been waiting at the entrance of the village early.

"I heard that people from the village seem to have brought back a lot of things when they went to the town, food and play, the last time I ate minced meat, I was so hungry!"

The villagers gathered together in twos and threes to chat, and they were all talking about what the village brought back from the town this time.

Watching his parents come out of the crowd, He Rundong hurried over to help the elders get things. For a young boy, the joy in his heart was hard to suppress.

At this moment, Su Xing saw many familiar figures in the crowd, an old man sitting on a ponytail and looking at the crowd, his face was full of smiles and kindness.

"It's the old man in the house!"

Sure enough, this is the village of 40 years ago.

The people who came back from the town were surrounded by everyone. Everyone was curious about what they brought back again. The head of the village did not hesitate, took off the sack behind him, and slowly opened it.

Everyone gathered around, and in order to see clearly, He Rundong even used his body to squeeze the children out.

A small head protruded from it, bright yellow, with drooping ears, and a cute nose smelling everywhere!

A little yellow dog slowly crawled out of the bag, looked at the crowd in front of him fearfully, kicked his little feet, and ran to hide behind the village chief.

The village head drove the children away, and took the puppy back to his home. He saw that he planned to raise the puppy himself.

The puppy was named Huangni. After all, it looks yellow all over and is very cute.

Suddenly one day, the yellow mud was nowhere to be found, and the children searched anxiously everywhere. It seemed that the village head found it himself, but that day, the village head seemed to be a different person.

He always shuts himself in the house, and his painful coughing can always be heard from outside. Everyone knows that he is sick, and Huang Ni has not been the same since that day.

It was not playing with the children, but squatting beside the village head, watching silently, its eyes full of peace.

In fact, no one knew how the village chief got the yellow mud back, and no one would ask. As time went by, the village chief's illness seemed to be getting worse, and he rarely stepped out of the house anymore.

The villagers are praying for him, after all, he is so kind and kind, everyone is worried about him.

He Rundong was the same as before, keeping sheep on the mountain. That day, he saw Huang Ni running out of the village head's house and running to the back mountain. Although it was strange, He Rundong still had to herd the sheep.

Later, the village chief came out of the house, and he seemed to be in good health. He was no longer sick, and he no longer felt pain. The villagers were very happy, and they were also very happy.

At the same time, an old man passed away. Of course, the death of an old man is a normal thing after all, so everyone will not feel that there is anything unusual, so naturally they don't care about it.

Until, the second, the third, this time not only old people, but also young people, and even children, He Rundong was afraid, he was afraid that it would be his turn at some point. Everyone is scared.

Everyone came to the village chief to find a solution, but the village chief just sighed, and the wrinkles in his eyes deepened again.

The village head could only keep calling doctors from the town to the village. Doctors came and left one after another. They all said there was nothing they could do. Some even died not long after returning home. They died very suddenly. , but it is normal again.

Judging from their bodies, they all died of natural causes, their hair turned white, and their skin began to wrinkle. Soon the village was heard of, and everyone said that there was a curse in the village, a curse of the devil. No doctor will come to the village anymore.

But what no one noticed was that although many people died, only the old village chief survived in good health. The village chief is the most important leader in this village, so even if someone noticed I won't go into it.

But everyone knows that going on like this is not an option. Almost one person will die in a few days, at least two or three days, and at most two or three weeks. Everyone is very anxious.

That day, the village heard that there was a famine outside. It seemed to be quite serious, but it was different in the village. Because Hejia Village lived in the mountains, it could be completely self-sufficient, so there was no need to fight against the famine.

On that day, a group of young people who escaped from their hometown due to famine came to Hejia Village, and everything improved.