Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"I told you to stay in the village, so stay!"

"You are so old, but you are living like a dog?"

The village chief stood guard at the entrance of the village with a cold expression on his face.

Old Mrs. Song looked at the entrance of the village, and then looked in the direction of her home.

She gritted her teeth, still leaned on her crutches, and walked towards the entrance of the village stubbornly.

"Just let me go out and sweep their graves~"

"GNM!"

"Go away!"

"Bang!!!"

The fat old man kicked Old Mrs. Song in the chest, and Old Mrs. Song staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

"Hey! What are you doing~"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the darkness quickly and supported Old Mrs. Song.

"Grandma, are you okay?"

'Zuo Yang' patted the dust on Old Mrs. Song's chest, and Old Mrs. Song looked at him in surprise.

"Young man..."

"You? Why are you still here?"

"Oh~ I'm on a flight back tomorrow..."

'Zuo Yang' supported Old Lady Song and glared at the village chief and the other two.

"Can't you talk nicely?"

"Three men bullying an old lady?"

"Hey~ I'm talking to you, you outsider. This is our village's business. You can go wherever you want!"

The fat old man scolded. Old Lady Song looked outside the village and then looked at 'Zuo Yang'.

"Young man, thank you..."

"Forget it, just support me and go home..."

"Let's not go out!"

"No! I heard it all! Grandma just went out to sweep the grave. What's the big deal? Do you think it's that serious?"

'Zuo Yang' stood in front of Old Lady Song and scolded the three people at the village entrance.

The village chief's face darkened, "I gave you face?"

"Get out now! Take her home!"

"Otherwise, you are a foreign boy, I won't frown even if I break a few of your legs!"

"Young man, go~ go~"

Mrs. Song begged, and 'Zuo Yang' shook his head.

"I know what this trip means to you."

"So, I will do my best to help you!"

"You..."

Mrs. Song looked at 'Zuo Yang' in surprise, and that unrealistic but familiar feeling once again rippled from her heart.

"Fuck! Boy! Do you really think! I dare not do it?"

"Thin man, go, Huluo! Give him a good life!"

While cursing, the fat and thin old men punched 'Zuo Yang'.

'Zuo Yang' was not Zuo Yang, he swung his fists and hit him.

But... two fists can't beat four feet.

很快，他就被揍得鼻青脸肿，瘫倒在地。

“草！小子，皮挺厚实啊！”

胖老头说着话，已经从地上抄起了一块石头。

‘左阳’咬咬牙，对着身后的宋老太太喊道：“老太太，待会我们打起来，你趁乱就跑出去，知道不？”

“你...你为什么这么帮我？”

宋老太太眼光闪烁，‘左阳’笑了笑。

“没什么，就觉得你很亲切。”

“是吗？”

“砰！！！”

话还没说完，‘左阳’就觉得脑门一沉，回过头看去，自己的后脑门，已经被瘦老头举着石头开了口！

眼前一阵昏昏沉沉，‘左阳’看着宋老太太。

“跑啊！跑啊！”

他抱起瘦老头的大腿。

与此同时，胖老头也过来对着‘左阳’拳打脚踢。

"Thank you... Thank you..."

Old lady Song was walking with a cane, just about to take a few steps out of the village.

"Bang~"

A pair of big feet kicked her hard.

She staggered and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

The village chief stood at the entrance of the village, looking at Old Lady Song on the ground with an impatient face, "Irritable! I've said that you belong to [Songjia Village] all your life! Even after death!"

He moved his big feet, his eyes were vicious.

"You! Why are you so cruel?"

"She's just an old lady!"

'Zuo Yang' cursed, and from his perspective, Old Lady Song had already stopped breathing.

His eyes were bloodshot, but what he received was only a cold response.

"Lock up this kid! Bury Old Lady Song in the back mountain!"

"Lock up? Aren't you going to bury them together?"

The fat old man smiled evilly.

"You idiot?"

"You want to kill him? This is not the past! If he disappears for a long time, the police will come to investigate! How unlucky it is to cause the police to investigate the village at this time?"

"If we don't kill him, if he reports it..."

"Hmph~ He has to leave this village!"

"Besides, if he reports it... do you think we need to explain? Mrs. Song's eldest son, for the sake of his position, can only say,This was an accident caused by a few old villagers pushing each other..."

"Oh~ The village chief is still awesome!"

The hateful face echoed in front of him, and Zuo Yang's eyes blurred and he fainted completely.

At the same time.

It was still the same village entrance.

Lying on the ground, Zuo Yang was surprised to find that the black silk was slowly loosening from his neck for some reason!

There were many more scars on his arms, neck, and even on his forehead.

It seemed like...

Because he was beaten.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

"What's going on now?"

"What did I do in the past? "

Touching his head suspiciously, there was a small notch on the back of his head, Zuo Yang was depressed.

He picked up his phone and wanted to ask his past self what was going on now.

Suddenly!

A ball of black silk fell from the sky, and Zuo Yang tensed instantly!

But...

This ball of black silk came down, not to restrain Zuo Yang, but to gently touch the scars on his body.

Like... a mother's pity.

"No?"

"You wanted to kill me the previous second? And you did this the next second?"

He carried Mrs. Song on his back in a trance.

Zuo Yang found that the cocoon-like black lines at the entrance of the village were disintegrating and dispersing rapidly because of his approach.

It seemed that he was a distinguished guest, and they were making way.

"This..."

"Can I go through?"

"You won't stop me?"

Still couldn't believe it.

Zuo Yang shook Mrs. Song behind him, "I'm going to take her out, okay? "

He shouted weakly towards the sky above [Songjia Village].

What he got was dead silence.

"Boy, what did you do?"

"The hatred of Weird towards you has disappeared!"

On the neck, 'Ghost Face Sore' looked around in surprise.

Zuo Yang paused after hearing the voice, "Hatred disappeared?"

"Could it be... because of what I did in the past?"

"The Yujie ghost is [Old Lady Song]. Did he do something to make [Old Lady Song] like him?"

"At this point in time, he should have helped [Old Lady Song], right?"

"But the Yujie ghost did not disappear, which means he did not succeed..."

"Combined with my scars..."

"Tsk... It's a good thing he didn't get into trouble! "

With a faint sigh, Zuo Yang calmly carried [Old Lady Song] out of [Songjia Village].

He took out his cell phone and wanted to contact his past self.

[Zuo Yang: Are you there?]

[......]

But he found that his past self had no reaction at all.

"Damn~"

"You won't let yourself be hospitalized, will you?"

Complaining, Zuo Yang looked back at [Songjia Village].

Under the dark night, the black fog in the village had unknowingly turned into stars and moons, illuminating every inch of land.