This simplification is outrageous

The predecessor may have come back often when he was a child, but since he worked in Liyang City, due to Qiao Yuan's academic problems, he basically only went back to his hometown during the New Year.

Although the predecessor's parents didn't make any money in Liyang City, at least they could barely survive, otherwise...the predecessor's father would have to live in that small mountain village for the rest of his life.

After their parents passed away, they were buried in the big mountain behind their hometown.

Now that you're here, let's offer incense sticks to your parents.

Occupying the former body, some karma must be borne, and other things cannot be done, but the annual incense offering can still be done.

I looked at my phone, it was noon, and it was not too late.

By the way, I found a restaurant, had a meal first, bought some paper money for incense sticks, and then went back.

Small cities have the advantages of small cities. The pace of life is not as fast as in big cities, and the pressure is very low. The same bowl of noodles is not only large in quantity, but also a few dollars cheaper.

……

"Smelly beggar, get out!"

"The new car I just mentioned, you scratched it, damn it!"

"..."

Qiao Yuan, who was waiting above, turned his head to look outside.

Outside the store door, a beggar in a hospital gown knelt on the ground, curled up into a ball, and kept muttering something.

"Dead...all dead...hahaha...all dead..."

"Made, stinky beggar, how dare you curse me, see if I don't beat you to death!" A violent man got out of the car and took a look at the body of the car, then became angry and kicked the beggar frantically.

But the beggar did not dodge, still talking nonsense.

"Hahahaha... they are all dead, I am dead, and you are dead too..."

The irritable man became even more angry, and started kicking frantically again.

Zhao Zhao ruthlessly kicked and beat the vulnerable parts.

Soon, the beggar cried out in pain.

"Stop beating, it hurts...it hurts me to death..."

"Ma De, how dare you pretend to be crazy! I have a car worth hundreds of thousands, and it was scratched on me. Can you afford it?!"

"Waste, offal, sewer garbage!"

Seeing that the irritable man was still relentless, a few people around him began to persuade him.

"Young man, forget it. He has mental problems. Don't worry about it. He beats him and scolds him. His anger should calm down. If he continues to do so, he will die."

"That's right, I have to forgive others and forgive others. I don't think there is a big problem with this car, just touch up the paint."

"..."

Seeing many passers-by also gathered around, the irritable man couldn't hold back his face, and immediately shouted: "Damn, I'm just a poor beggar. This can be regarded as my contribution to the city and the maintenance of the city's appearance!"

"You are so kind, you pay me for the paint repair?"

Everyone was silent, and then silently called the police.

At this time, we can only let the sheriff take care of it.

……

In the store.

The boss came over with a bowl as big as his face, looked at what happened outside, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Oh, the people in Qiao's Village are really pitiful. They were doing well, but such an incident happened. I heard that many people died."

The boss rubbed his hands on the apron, and then said: "Hello, take it easy, if you don't have enough noodles, you can add it for free..."

The county seat is only so big, once something happens, basically everyone knows it.

"That's right, I heard that he was the only survivor. He was sent to a mental hospital several times for recuperation, but he escaped again. It must be said that something was going to kill him!" said a guest.

"Isn't it? Now that village is also blocked. I also heard that a few leaders with great abilities came from above, but they lost their trust after entering."

Everyone expressed sympathy for the beggar's experience.

But he didn't step forward. It's not easy for anyone these days.

It is unrealistic to pay thousands of dollars for this beggar.

So... the best thing to do is to call the police!

……

Perhaps the irritable man struck too hard, the beggar who was curled up on the ground suddenly rushed over, and said fiercely: "It's you...it's you...you killed us, I'm going to kill you!"

The beggar bit the man's thigh and grabbed the man's pocket with his right hand.

Qiao Yuan in the store frowned.

Outside, the irritable man screamed when he was in pain, kicked the beggar away, looked at the blood in the beggar's mouth, immediately picked up the bricks on the ground and walked over.

"Stinky beggar, I have saved you today!"

However, just as he was about to strike, his arm was stopped by an unshakable force.

"You hit him so many times, and he bites you, evening it!" Qiao Yuan's voice came.

"Who the hell are you? If you say it's even, it'll be even. If you don't let go, I'll clean it up with you." The man became more and more angry, and his words became more and more ugly.

"Silly……"

Qiao Yuan exerted strength with his right hand.

"Ah... Pain... Pain... Pain..."

The irritable man's body softened and he burst into tears.

"Do I need to say it a second time?"

"No, no..." the irritable man begged for mercy immediately, he knew that today was a tough time.

"roll!"

The irritable man rolled back immediately.

……

Qiao Yuan came to the beggar and helped him up.

Lifting the fluffy and messy hair, looking at this dirty and dirty face.

very familiar!

But for a while, he couldn't even call out his name.

It seems to be called Qiao... Qiao Xing is here.

Hmm... I seem to have met my predecessor last year when I went back to my hometown to worship my ancestors.

"Do you remember me? My name is Qiao Yuan."

"Dead...all dead...uh...all dead..."

It seems that... his mind is a little confused.

……

"Made, the little thing dares to threaten Lao Tzu not to break your leg today."

The irritable man who entered the car took out an iron baseball bat from the back, and was about to get out of the car to teach Qiao Yuan a lesson.

In the distance the sheriff's car appeared.

"Zhuo, you're lucky!" The irritable man had no choice but to hide his weapon, but he had already remembered Qiao Yuan's face deep in his heart.

"Wait to clean up you later!"

In the distance, the security officer rushed to the scene. Through the surveillance video, it was found that the violent man was driving on the non-motorized lane. After dealing with the fine, he severely criticized the violent man, and finally came to Qiao Yuan.

"Qiao Xing, why did you escape again? Really, can't you let us save some time!"

The magistrate was a little helpless. As the only survivor in Qiaojia Village, he was in a state of mental disorder and was sent to a local mental hospital.

As a result, this guy is a monkey and a monkey, and he was able to escape again and again, which has to be said to be a miracle.

……

"My friend, can I ask what's going on?" Qiao Yuan raised his head and asked.

"You are?" the sheriff frowned and looked at Qiao Yuan.

"Qiao Yuan, a villager of Qiao's Village."

The magistrate's expression was obviously a little disbelieving. The whole village of Qiao's Village was dead, so there were no villagers left.

"I'm from the village next door, why didn't I know there was such a name?"

Facing the magistrate's question, Qiao Yuan searched the memories in his mind.

"My father, Qiao Feng, my grandfather, Qiao Shan."

"Are you Qiao Shan's grandson?" The sheriff showed a surprised expression.

Sure enough, for Qiao Yuan, who seldom went back to his hometown, these villagers could only remember his grandfather's generation.

Afterwards, after checking on the mobile phone, the sheriff confirmed Qiao Yuan's identity.

After sending Qiao Xing to the mental hospital, under Qiao Yuan's constant request, he began to talk about what happened before.

……

Chapter 163 The Man Without a Face

"It's a good thing you're out of town and didn't come back, otherwise... oh..."

The sheriff sighed.

"Although this matter has been rumored outside, the actual situation is not as simple as imagined. I have a special identity, so I can only disclose this information to you."

"About half a year ago, after the Spring Festival, when basically all young people went out to work, a villager called the police and said that something had happened. Because I was on duty at the time and the distance was short, I was the first to rush over. .”

"It was an old man who died. You should have the impression that the oldest old man in Qiao Village was about a hundred years old. He was also Qiao Xing's great-grandfather."

Qiao Yuan searched the memories in his mind, nodded, as if he had a little impression.

Thanks to my strong mental strength, I can basically recall everything in my memory.

Otherwise... In the past 20 years, I have only gone back a dozen times in total, how can I still remember these things.

……

"Now that I think about it, I realize that there were a lot of doubts at that time. Passing the village entrance...not a single dog barked at me, and it was extremely cold that day. When I hurried to the scene, many people had already gathered in the old man's house. People's expressions are weird, but I can tell from their eyes that it's not sadness...it's fear and fear!"

"After the village chief dispersed everyone, he took me to a dark bedroom alone. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a decaying and musty smell, which is usually found on old people who have reached their twilight years."

"The village head shone with a flashlight, pointed at a corpse covered in a white cloth, and said nothing."

"To be honest, as a security officer who has been working for more than [-] years, I have also received professional training. I have seen no matter how tragic the corpse is, and I will not be afraid of no matter how weird the scene is."

"But that night, from the moment I stepped into Qiao's Village, I felt a chilling sense of crisis."

"I don't know why this happened!"

"As the white cloth was removed, the old man's freckled feet slowly emerged...then the deflated body, and then...his face!"

"He has no face!"

"There are no obvious facial features, just a piece of smooth skin, completely different from other body skin, as if it has always been like this!"

……

When the mid-year-old magistrate told the story of being faceless, his body trembled visibly, and his eyes were full of fear.

It is conceivable how terrifying it was to be able to scare an old sheriff who has been in the industry for more than 20 years like this.

"After discussion, the village head asked himself to keep this matter a secret, and publicized it as a natural death. After all, the deceased was also very old."

"But since that night, I have always had a strong premonition in my heart that this... this matter is not over yet."

"Didn't the patrols be notified?" Qiao Yuan asked.