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"Changhong, Changsheng! Tell me, why did you come from there?"

"Uncle Guoquan..." Du Changhong grabbed Zhao Lijuan who was about to walk to Changyuan's side, "Did we just go out for a while?"

"Go out for a while? Have you forgotten all the rules in the village?" Du Guoquan was furious, and poked the crutch in his hand on the ground a few times.

"Uncle Guoquan, so many years have passed, who knows if those things will happen again? Maybe, everything is better now?"

Facing the most prestigious old man in the village, although Du Changsheng felt that those things had passed for many years, his tone of voice was still somewhat guilty.

"It's easy for you to say. How many people died in our village in just a few years. Now you look at the rest of the village, and we are old and immortal."

"Could it be that you still think that all of us will end up in the same fate as those children back then?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was silent.Du Guoquan sighed earnestly, looked at the road out of the village with his dim old eyes and said, "Why don't I want to leave this damned village, but I'm afraid."

"It's fine if I'm the only one who dies when I go out. It's you young people who I'm afraid of dying. I'm already in my 80s, old man. What else is there to be greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Uncle Guoquan, we broke the rules only when we were in a hurry. From now on..."

Before Du Changhong finished speaking, Zhao Xiujuan took the conversation aside: "Uncle Guoquan, our parents are still alive, maybe those things back then were just coincidences."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiujuan shook off Changhong's hand and walked to Changyuan's side: "Uncle Guoquan, look, this is our Changyuan. You can't blame Changhong and his brothers for leaving the village today. Isn't it because of the village?" ?”

"There was a lot of trouble back then, saying that Changyuan offended the mountain god in the Houshan cave, and the children in the village would all die. You see, we are still doing well in the long run."

"Impossible!" Du Guoquan replied decisively, his gray eyebrows frowned, "Chang Changyuan is already dead, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"No, Uncle Guoquan, listen to my explanation, this is really our long-term..."

All the old people around turned their eyes to Chang Yuan, and started whispering in twos and threes.

"Changhong, if you don't like your crazy woman anymore, we can only help you. Talking nonsense in the public, someone will tie her up and lock her up in the ancestral hall."

The onlookers looked at me, and I looked at you. It took a long time for two people to come out and support Zhao Xiujuan, covering her mouth with their hands.

"As well as him, let me lock him up in the ancestral hall too. No one has been in the village for so many years, and now that such an unknown person has come, let me take care of him."

In a place like Shizi Village, Du Guoquan is now the only old man over eighty years old.In the early years, he was the village head of the village, and everyone was used to listening to him give orders, and they didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate.

"Village chief, they brought back outsiders from outside the village, this... will be fine."

Everyone gathered around Guoquan and talked to each other, fearing that what happened back then would happen again.Although they had already lost their most precious things at that time, they were still reluctant to lose this rotten life just like that.

Fear of death is nothing but human nature.

Guoquan sighed: "Since everyone is worried, let's call everyone in the village to gather in the yard outside the ancestral hall tonight."

"Even...even if there is something, everyone can take care of each other." Du Guoquan's eyes swept over everyone present with different expressions, and finally stopped on Du Changhong's face.

Although those rumors back then were miraculous, after years of research, he found a trace of man-made.

Maybe there really is a murderer?Is the murderer dead, or... still alive among these people?

Not long after, a fire was lit in the yard outside the ancestral hall, and a hardworking woman had already set up an iron pot to cook hot porridge.

Chang Hong brought a few small bowls from home with a sullen face, pushed away the folks who came to ask for something with a straight face, made two bowls of porridge, and sent them to the lady.

"You can't ask my third brother, so don't come to pester me. You don't believe me when I tell you, it's so boring." Du Changsheng stretched his waist, "If you want to stay here today, just stay here , I’ll go back to sleep first.”

"Can you go back to sleep? Every time someone left the village before, they were all dead. Today, everyone is here to take care of each other. Be careful that if you fall alone, you will die tomorrow..."

Du Changsheng chuckled: "Didn't you see that my nephew is back? Of course, the rumors back then were self-defeating. I, now I have figured it out, why bother to let the good times go and scare myself? "

After another bowl of porridge, Du Changsheng limped away from the ancestral hall.The rest of the puppets moved intentionally, but were also stopped by familiar people.

"The two brothers of the Du family have always been relatively withdrawn. What can you learn from them? It's fine if what he said is true. If it's not, then... do you really want us all to give it to you tomorrow? You set up a coffin?"

Everyone resignedly walked back, and resigned themselves to their fate, sitting in front of the fire and chatting.And Du Changhong, who entered the ancestral hall with hot porridge, never came out again.

Even if they were around the fire, it was considered lively, and no one really fell asleep with their minds pretending to be busy.Everyone was silently calculating the time in their hearts, just waiting for the dawn.

If everyone is fine after dawn, I must run home as soon as possible to pack my luggage and leave this ghost place.

Even if you starve to death begging outside, it's much better than living here aggrieved.

……

Just before dawn, someone stood up from the fire and hurriedly counted the number of people.Those who couldn't help falling asleep were woken up one by one.

After making sure that everyone was fine, Du Guoquan twisted his stiff body, led the people to the ancestral hall and pushed open the gate of the ancestral hall.

"Changhong, you should take the two of them back to have a rest first, and explain things clearly later."

Seeing that Changhong's family is fine, everyone seems to have taken a reassurance, and all the fatigue in the body has completely disappeared.

"Village Chief, since everyone is fine, why don't you just make something to eat here, and then talk about it in front of everyone."

Guoquan thought for a while, and then simply agreed: "If that's the case, let's go and call Changsheng over."

Hearing this, someone who was quick on his feet immediately got up and ran towards Changsheng's house: "He, Du Changsheng, has a lot of things to do every day. Everyone cook porridge and wait for me, and I will bring him over right away."

As soon as the steaming hot porridge was served, someone rushed into the yard covered in blood, and the bowl in Guo Quan's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces in shock.

"Village chief, it's not good...it's not good, Changsheng...it's gone..."

"The rumors are indeed true, we will all die... all will die..."