This simplification is outrageous

half year ago.

It was about a month since his great-grandfather passed away. In fact, he was visiting relatives on the day of the accident and did not return home... His great-grandfather was over 100 years old, and he was in poor health.

And the village looked normal at the time.

The dead are gone, and the living should go on.

Until that day!

He remembered that day very clearly, because it was his trumpet promotion match.

It was very late at night and very cold, and when he was pentakilling, the internet was suddenly disconnected!

He was so angry that he couldn't sleep!

Until there was a knock on the door, he knew that his father should have come back, so he quickly turned off the light, buried his head in the bed and pretended to be sleeping.

Normally, his father would just take a look and wouldn't say much.

However, that day was different from usual. My father almost kicked open the door and walked in, so frightened that I shivered under the blanket.

Rapid and suffocating gasps sounded in the quiet room. When the quilt was lifted and he opened his eyes, what he saw was his father's panic.

"Little Xing, get up, pack your things and go!"

He had never seen his father show such an expression. Just when he was puzzled, his father rushed to other rooms in a hurry and woke up his sleeping sister and mother.

Suddenly there was the sound of rummaging through boxes in the living room.

……

"Hurry up, pack up your things quickly, and leave this village with me, hurry up!"

That night, my father was extremely panic-stricken, even trembling. It wasn't cold...but fear!

It's as if you will die if you don't leave the village!

The mother was puzzled, and the younger sister also cried... At this time, the father who fell into madness actually gave the mother a slap.

Suddenly... the crying in the room became louder.

The mother clamored to go back to her natal family and divorce, while the younger sister cried while hugging her mother's thigh.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's too late, it's too late...get out of here...get out of here!"

"Little Xing, hurry... get out of here!"

The father frantically packed up some valuables, and then hurriedly pulled himself and his mother to go outside.

It wasn't until after he went out... that he realized how bright that night was!

The originally quiet village became extremely lively, everyone held up flashlights and dragged their families along.

Second Uncle...Third Aunt...Seventh Master...

These are the people in the village, they seem to be fleeing, their expressions are full of fear, what's more...many adults are crying.

……

"Is everyone here?"

"Let the child shut down all the voices."

"Don't be afraid, everyone. You'll be fine. The leader will take you out later. As for what happened, I'll tell you after you leave."

An old man in his 60s squeezed out from the crowd, he was the village chief.

The prestige of the village chief is very high. In this quaint mountain village, the words of the village chief are more effective than the magistrate.

Since the village chief said he was fine, he must be fine, although he didn't know why he left the village at night.

Another person from the shouting crowd stepped out, wearing a kind of uniform similar to that of a sheriff.

But it was very dark at that time, and the flashlight kept shaking, so that the expression of the man looked a little gloomy and terrifying.

"My name is Zhang Tong, the patrol captain of Qin City. There is a bad incident happening in the village at present, but please rest assured that I will solve this matter. Now I will lead everyone out of the village. Someone will arrange for you when you go outside. Please trust the authorities."

"Remember, from now on, take the family as a unit, hold hands, and never let go, no matter what happens!"

The man named Zhang Tong said seriously.

"Have you heard clearly? Listen to the leader." The voice of the village head came.

Then everyone was in a hurry and wasted a long time before they lined up and walked forward hand in hand.

"Village Chief, it seems that the old Jie from the mountain hasn't come yet!" A voice came from the shouting crowd.

After the village chief heard it, he looked back. Lao Jie lived alone on the mountain, which belonged to the innermost part of the village, and it seemed that he hadn't notified him in place.

"Look at this..." The village chief looked at Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong shook his head and said, "I can't put everyone here in danger because of one person."

The village chief sighed, expressing his understanding.

……

The night in the mountains was exceptionally quiet. In addition, it was winter, the temperature was very low, and there was a cold wind blowing from time to time, blowing the branches and whimpering, like howling ghosts, which added a touch of excitement to the team. Eerie atmosphere.

Everyone was holding hands, waving flashlights, and talking.

"What exactly is going on?"

"I don't know, could it be related to the few people who died in our village recently?"

"impossible?"

"..."

Noticing that the discussion in the team was getting louder, Zhang Tong had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Everyone, from now on, don't speak, turn off all the flashlights, save only the front one!"

Following Zhang Tong's words, the village chief was taken aback for a moment, and immediately conveyed it.

He trusted the leader from the city.

Fortunately, the villagers of Qiao's family are simple and honest, and coupled with the prestige of the village chief, everyone obediently followed suit.

They trust the village chief and the government, so there must be a reason for them to do so.

If someone can stand high in the sky at this time, they can find that in the quiet Qiao's village, everyone is connected together, like a giant long snake wriggling.

……

"Old Ming, why are your hands so cold, are you sick?"

"Old Ming...Old Ming!"

"Third Uncle, what's your name?"

"Ah? It's Xiaodong, you...why am I holding your hand? Isn't your father behind me?"

"That's right... where is my dad? My dad is gone!"

"..."

Panicked voices came from the snake-like procession.

"Everyone be quiet!" At this moment, the village chief stepped forward, and after understanding the situation, he turned his head and informed the patrollers.

"It has already spread here." The patrolman frowned, his expression quite serious.

He was unclear about the conversation between the village chief and the patrollers.

I only know that the last team has become extremely depressed and cold.

"Xiaoxing, remember, don't sleep, no matter how sleepy you are, don't sleep, remember!"

His father's voice came from ahead, and he could clearly feel his father's voice trembling.

……

"Why is it gone again?"

"Why are you behind me?"

"Where's my son?"

Slowly, more and more people disappeared, and the panic among the villagers grew.

"Can't you stop it even if you don't sleep?"

He heard the muttering of the man whom the village chief called the Patrolman.

"Why are we back again?"

"That's right, isn't this the field my family has in the village?"

"Why are you still here for so long?"

"..."

A more frightening thing happened. All the villagers found that after walking for more than half an hour, they were still going around the village.

"what!"

With a scream, the team suddenly lost control.

"You...you are not my son, why do you have no face!"

"Help!"

"Everyone, don't mess up, hold hands and don't panic, and don't leave the team!" The voice of the old village chief kept coming.

But at this time, few people were willing to believe it, everyone was scattered, and even themselves were scattered.

Before losing contact with his father, he heard his father's last words.

"Little Xing, run away, get out of here, and protect my sister!"

"Brother, I'm afraid!"

The younger sister's little hand tightly grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Don't be afraid, brother is here!"

He was terrified, what the hell happened?

……

Everyone fled like crazy, and he also took his sister to the entrance of the village.

Although they didn't know what happened, their father, the village head and even the big leader asked them to leave the village.

So, leave the village and be safe!

In the end, he took his sister and left the scene.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but he only knew that the nearby noises were getting smaller and smaller. Looking sideways to the rear, he saw that the entire village had long been swallowed up by darkness.

Suddenly, his sister fell to the ground.

No matter how much you call, you can't wake up!

Just when he was panicking, there was a strange noise in the grass not far away.

He wanted to escape with his sister on his back but it was too late.

A figure rushed in.

Turning on the flashlight unsteadily, he saw clearly...it was third uncle's clothes.

"Third Uncle, is that you?"

There was no answer on the other side, but when the white light of the constantly shaking flashlight moved upwards, he saw it.

Third uncle... has no face!

……

Just when the faceless third uncle rushed towards him, a stream of warm liquid splashed on his face.

That's... blood!

When he raised his head again, Third Uncle Faceless had been chopped off in half.

There was another person standing in front of him, the man even the village chief called him the leader.