dead person

Even so, Lao Li still couldn't believe what he saw.He read the information in his hand several times over and over again, still murmuring that it was impossible.

This is absolutely impossible.

"Uncle Li, could it be that you have misremembered?" Liu Ming looked at him like this, feeling a little panicked in his heart.Lao Li has high blood pressure, so don't think about it.

Lao Li waved his hand at him, frowned, pushed the chair away and stood up: "No, I have to go and see. He was obviously dead back then, how can a dead person come back to life?"

Liu Ming quickly caught up with him and helped him get on his small motorcycle: "Uncle Li, don't worry, I'll accompany you there."

Not to be outdone, Zhou Yun climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle and grabbed Liu Ming's shoulders tightly, shouting: "There is me, I want to go too."

After waiting for a day before Zhou Yun came back, Wang Changlin finished his dinner early.As soon as the genius was dark, he went out wearing an old cotton jacket.He lowered his head, walked straight to the downstairs of the small attic, reached out and knocked on the door.

Du Guoquan sat under the eaves, set up a small brazier in front of him, and sat lazily on the chair, using the heat from the brazier to keep himself from being so cold.

Ever since he met the mayor that day, he felt regretful that his life was too short to allow Du Guoquan to walk out of the village.It's also a pity that his body is getting worse day by day. Du Guoquan, who always pretends to be compassionate, seems to be really dead and will never appear again. His eyes fell on the brazier in a daze.

I feel like the swaying and jumping flame, maybe one day there will be a gust of wind, and this life will be extinguished just like it.

There were a few more knocks on the courtyard door, and he heard that the courtyard door seemed to be pushed open.He lowered his head and began to think about whether he locked the courtyard door in the afternoon.

Wang Changlin glanced at him, went to the brazier and squatted down, stretched out his hands above the brazier: "I haven't seen Uncle Guoquan for a few days, I'm afraid that something will happen to you, so I want to come and see you."

Du Guoquan didn't say a word, just frowned, feeling that his words made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to yell at him.This morning, I said something to myself in the mirror, and I could hardly hear the hoarse voice.

How could he, Du Guoquan, let people know about this.He, Du Guoquan, can only be looked up to in this life.

Wang Changlin chuckled, picked up two twigs on one side and threw them into the fire, and sparks crackled when they were smashed.

"I forgot if you didn't speak. Uncle Guoquan is not in good health now, and many things are gradually out of control."

He didn't care about Du Guoquan's staring eyes, and patted the dust on his hands: "Uncle Guoquan is old, and the affairs of this village should naturally be handled by us juniors. Those who came two days ago Housheng made a deal with me that day, saying that the next time I bring the police with me, as long as I tell him about Du Changyuan, this village will be mine.”

He didn't even look at Du Guoquan's expression, and smiled a little arrogantly: "I thought Uncle Guoquan already knew about this, why, didn't he tell you?"

"You..." Du Guoquan struggled several times on the chair, but couldn't stand up.He wanted to get the crutch placed beside the chair, but was kicked away by Wang Changlin.

Wang Changlin stepped on the crutch with one foot, bent down and looked down at the old face that disgusted him: "Uncle Guoquan, you might as well go to your attic every day to watch how those people brought this village to In my hand."

After saying this, he picked up the crutches under his feet and patted the gray layer on top, dragged him up from the chair forcefully, stuffed the crutches under his armpits, and pulled his hands over to the handshake position Squeeze tightly and pat the back of his hand.

"Just keep your eyes open and watch carefully."

As soon as he let go, Du Guoquan fell to the ground and fell into a ball. The charcoal rolled out of the overturned brazier brushed against his cuff, bringing out a smell of burnt.

He hurriedly dodged back tremblingly, and hurriedly slapped off those sparks with his hands, the hot palms were not as good as the stormy waves in his heart.

He Wang Changlin is a foreigner, why?

How dare he!

He wanted to get up to catch up with Wang Changlin, wanted to curse loudly, struggled for a long time but managed to stand up, his lips moved and his Adam's apple rolled violently, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make any sound.

Still unwilling to give up, he stood in front of the fire and cursed silently outside the courtyard gate for a long time, until he felt completely exhausted before he stopped unwillingly.He returned to the bedroom with a cane, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, remained silent for a long time, and then smashed the mirror that was finally put back together.

Even if you come back now, it's useless. Without this village, what am I still alive for?

He slept very restlessly all night.The quilt on his body was covered with several thick layers, and he felt as if the wind could escape from every bone, and he shrunk his body into a small ball due to the cold.

Every time he closes his eyes, he always dreams that people from the town go to Wang Changlin's house, and those people who used to surround him in the village all gather in front of Wang Changlin.

Early the next morning, he turned over from the bed with heavy dark circles under his eyes, put on layer after layer of thick clothes, and didn't stop until he couldn't put them on anymore.

When he got to the stairs, he tried hard a few times, but the crutch in his hand seemed to be against him, and he kept sliding down the stairs.He threw away the crutch angrily, and simply collapsed on the stairs, crawling and climbing up step by step.

Climbing to the top of the stairs, he clasped his hands against the rough wall and stood up. With bloody hands, he grasped the edge of the attic to fix his body, tiptoed and looked out of the village.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and hit his face, and he felt warmer all over his body, and vaguely felt that he had returned to those years.He tried his best to straighten his back, looked towards the entrance of the village, and waited.

Early in the morning, Wang Changlin was not idle either.Lighted incense in the basement, gagged Du Changyuan's mouth tightly, and spread a few layers of old clothes under the entrance of the basement, and then squatted in the small greenhouse in the backyard like a normal person and tossed about his own planting Here comes the little flower.

No one was waiting for anyone yesterday, but the young man named Zhou Yun will definitely come today.

As long as he still remembers that scent, he will definitely bring people to him immediately.By the time……

He wasn't worried at all that Du Guoquan would go and question the people in the village.The village has turned into such a strange appearance, and it has been impossible to hear any truth from these people for a long time.

What's more, how many people still really value Du Guoquan, who is already old and dying.

He threw away the handful of weeds he had just torn off in his hand, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the attic, and began to sing the nursery rhyme he had sung for many years again.

Jing Yun, don't worry, everything is coming soon...

No matter how urged by Zhou Yun behind him, the scooter with two people was as slow as an old ox pulling a cart.With Lao Li around, Liu Ming didn't dare to yell at Zhou Yun, so he could only keep his depression in his heart.

Not far from the entrance of the village, Liu Ming noticed a pair of crooked shoes that had been left on the side of the road.

He stopped the car and picked up the pair of shoes, took a peek at Lao Li's expression while holding them in his hand, and said dryly, "What do people in Shizi Village do with their shoes on the side of the road..."

Lao Li rolled his eyes, and took out a sealed bag from the pocket of the police uniform he was wearing: "You bastard, I can tell what you're thinking as soon as you roll your eyes. Do you think the owner of this shoe has been kidnapped again?" Killed, threw the shoes on the edge of the cliff and pretended to commit suicide?"

"Uncle Li, I was brought up by you. You can't cheat me like this. I didn't say anything."

While saying this on his mouth, Liu Ming's hand movements were not vague at all.He carefully put the shoes in his hand into the airtight bag and sealed it, and said hastily, "Uncle Li, you are thoughtful, you always carry these bags with you when you go out."

Yep, got another blank stare.

"If you're curious, you might as well inquire about it after you've finished your business. People from all over the world are also responsible..."

"Uncle Li, I know, I know, you hurry up and get in the car, we will go wherever you say!"

Liu Ming hurriedly helped Lao Li onto the scooter, and waited for Lao Li to show him the way.Lao Li looked at it for a long time, then turned his head to look at Zhou Yun behind him.

Zhou Yun: "Could it be that you are not familiar with this village?"

Liu Ming: "At any rate, you've been wandering around the village for most of the day and stayed for one night, and I've only been to the village once..."

Lao Li: "I came here more than ten years ago..."

Zhou Yun...

Returning to the village, seeing these familiar houses again, and the aroma that he smelt that night made Zhou Yun suddenly think of someone.

Why did that person appear in his room in the middle of the night, he still hasn't figured it out.Now that I have so many people around me, I can go and ask.

"Before I go to someone, I want to go to a place first."

As soon as he told about the situation that night, Liu Ming's eyes lit up, regardless of whether Lao Li agreed or not, he kicked the accelerator and rushed out in the direction Zhou Yun pointed at.

Du Guoquan, who was lying on the attic, raised his heart in his throat after seeing the motorcycle entering the village.He held his breath and waited for those people to get off the motorcycle. Then, he saw those people walking towards Wang Changlin's house without hesitation.

How can they!

Come back to me, don't go, don't go there!

His hands were twitching and waving on the edge of the attic platform, struggling to jump down from there to stop those people.

No, it's all mine. Everything in Shizi Village is mine.

I can't hand these over.

it's all mine...

mine……

He shouted silently, his sore legs that were already standing could no longer support the weight of his whole body, and it was all because of the hard work of his hands that he didn't fall off it.

As soon as he felt anxious, he let go of his hands, his legs gave way, and he fell from the observation deck, rolling down the stairs like a rag doll.