(Cat flutter Chinese) "This is the only old man who wasn't killed?" Hua Ji asked subconsciously.

"Of course not. A normal person, how can he be so calm when there has been such a big change in the village. Mei Renwei said.

"Makes sense. So who is he?" Hanaji was a little strange.

"The person in charge of the future director of the Chang'an Branch, Shan Fuxing, his hometown should be a nearby town. Mei Renwei said.

"Your future bureau, you are really eclectic and talented, this buddy, at first glance, is a fellow farmer in Shanxi, and he can sing the letter to a very standard old man. "Hua Ji still has a word, this old man put on a sheepskin jacket, and the image of the dead Zhou Chichai is similar.

"You can too. If you want to enter the future bureau, I can arrange for our grudge to be written off. Mei Renwei said.

Mei Renwei's meaning is obvious, he is very optimistic about Huaji, and if Huaji agrees to be his lackey, he can let Huaji go.

"Cut, I won't enter the future bureau, I'm not free, my ideal is the sea of stars, how can I be limited by my position?"

"No, I didn't give you a chance. Mei Renwei said lightly.

"My dignified master of the door, still use you to give you a chance? But then, we need a talent like you to make up the door, do you have any intentions?"

"Hmph. ”

The two of them had already walked to the head of the village and came to Shan Fuxing.

Shan Fuxing was still holding a big bowl, snoring and eating noodles, and didn't seem to see the two. He didn't look at the two of them until he craned his neck and drank the last drop of soup from the big bowl.

"From the headquarters?" Shan Fuxing's accent is very local, but it can also communicate.

"Yes. I'm Mei Renwei. Mei Renwei saluted. He has always been arrogant, and he seems to have a lot of respect for Shan Fuxing.

"Oh, Shanzhao's children are so old, I really can't accept the old age. The old man got up and walked towards a courtyard.

Hanaji and Mei Renwei followed.

Entered the courtyard. The two saw another old man sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, with a sad expression, like a mourning woman.

It seems that this is the only old man left.

A village of people died, and only he was the only one left. I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky for him.

On the stone table in front of him, there was a large bowl of noodles, but it didn't move at all.

"When you are old, people are iron and steel, and no matter what happens, you still have to eat. Shan Fuxing said to the old man.

"Brother Fuxing, I can't eat it. The old queen's face was still dull.

At this time, the phone in the old man's pocket rang.

The old queen took it out, it was an old man's machine, ninety-nine.

"Baby, listen to the master, don't come back, if there is anything, I will call you. I have all of your phone numbers. ”

"......" The sound of crying came from the other end of the phone.

The old queen nagged a few words, all comforting, and then hung up the phone.

Hua Ji and Mei Renwei glanced at each other a few times, their eyes were full of doubts, listening to the old queen's meaning, he was not the only survivor in the village.

Shan Fuxing also saw the doubts of the two: "Now most of the young people are working in other places and are not in the village, so they have escaped. ”

The two suddenly realized that many rural areas have now become hollow villages, and young people are making a living in the city.

"Old Queen, this is the expert I invited, you can give me a briefing. Shan Fuxing said.

Hua Ji and Mei Renwei almost trembled. Experts: What the hell? But now the elderly in the countryside watch a lot of TV, and they believe in the so-called experts.

"In our Houyu Village, we have two surnames, Hou and Xia. After our surname, the legend is the descendant of Houyi, and the surname Xia is the descendant of Dayu. The young baby who suddenly went crazy was surnamed Xia and called Dalong. Then the old man began to explain.

Hua Ji and Mei Renwei both moved stools and sat down to listen, but Shan Fuxing did not listen, he went to the kitchen to wash the pot and boil water.

After the old man, Shan Fuxing has already heard this, and there is no need to listen to it again.

Xia Dalong used to work on a construction site in Kyoto, but a few times ago, he suddenly felt unwell, and he was examined in a big hospital in Kyoto, and he didn't find anything wrong, but he was too tired. Dalong could no longer do heavy work, so he had to come back. ”

"Are you working part-time in Kyoto?" Hanaji asked. He and Mei Renwei glanced at each other, and there was a bit of meaning in their eyes.

"Yes, it's Kyoto, there are five or six of our descendants in the same village, some with the surname Hou, and some with the surname Xia. "The old man is very determined.

"You go on, why did Xia Dalong suddenly go crazy?" Mei Renwei said.

"Xia Dalong came back by himself, and he originally asked another young man surnamed Xia to send it back, but the young man didn't send it. The first two of Xia Dalong's return were not abnormal, and he couldn't see that he was sick. But on the third occasion, his eyes were a little red, and he began to talk nonsense, he was going to kill the whole village or something, but everyone didn't care. "After the old man said.

"According to you, when he was third, he was already very abnormal, why didn't you send him to the doctor?" asked Hua Ji.

Shan Fuxing had already boiled the water and brought it out in a bowl, a large bowl for one person, a total of four bowls, all of which were filled with tea leaves.

Hou Laohan expressed his gratitude, after all, this is his home, and he should not let Shan Fuxing be busy. In the past two incidents, Shan Fuxing has accompanied him, and he is very grateful.

Later, the old man asked Shan Fuxing to sit down before continuing.

"Dalong, this baby, is also very miserable. The family background is not good, his father is disabled, and his mother is a fool. From his time, the family was poor and couldn't open the pot, and the people in the village looked down on their family. He didn't graduate from junior high school, and he was working with people from the same village. ”

His parents died one after another, leaving him alone. The big guy looks down on him even more, when they are together, Xia Dalong is always the object of ridicule, and even a three-year-old child, under the influence of his parents, dares to throw bricks at Dalong. When I wanted to work outside, the situation was similar. The old man sighed slightly.

Peer bullying is sometimes better than outsiders.

"What about you?" Hua Ji asked suddenly.

"I? I just think that Dalong's life is miserable, and occasionally rectifies some wine and food, asks him to eat and drink, and enlightens him. "After the old man said.

"Is that why he didn't kill you?" asked Hua Ji again.

The old man was stunned and said, "Maybe." I heard the screams in the village, and when I went out, I saw that Dalong directly tore several people with his hands, I screamed to stop, Dalong glanced at me with blood-red eyes, so he changed direction and continued to kill, sometimes biting with his mouth, sometimes tearing with his hands. The old man's body trembled slightly.

"No one in the village, women or children, except you?" asked Mei Renwei again.

The old man nodded: "None were left." Even the dolls in swaddling clothes, and chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, dogs and sheep, did not let go. ”

"If it was because the old man in the village was good to Xia Dalong, Xia Dalong didn't kill the old man, and Xia Dalong would still be a little sober next year. "Hanajidao.

In fact, he is not, and everyone can judge it.

Shan Fuxing nodded: "Although he has completely lost his mind, in the bottom of his heart, the instinctive love for the old man still exists." However, as his bloodline continues to awaken, in the end, he will not even have this instinct. ”

The old man couldn't figure it out: "A good post-born baby, why is it suddenly like this." ”

"Let's go to the village. Mei Renwei glanced at the tea bowl, but he didn't drink it, he was dirty.

Hua Ji took several sips. Shan Fuxing glanced at Hua Ji and slightly approved.

This is basic etiquette, and Mei Renwei does not understand it, but disdains it.

In fact, Hua Ji didn't care about this kind of etiquette, but he had breakfast in the restaurant in the morning, and he greedily ate an extra salted duck egg, thirsty.

The four of them went to the village, followed the road to check, and sometimes went to other people's houses.

There was no sign of people, and there were no corpses, but there was a dark red color on the roadside and in some yards, which was the appearance of dried blood.

"What about corpses?" Hua Ji asked.

"The troops helped with it. "After the old man said.

"Oh. It's not easy for everyone. "Hanajidao. In peacetime, when there was no war to fight, the soldiers of the army undertook some dirty work.

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days is a while. Shan Fuxing said.

"Mmmmmm, most of the people in your system are still as conscious as Shan Lao, unlike some individual people. Hua Ji glanced at Mei Renwei.

In Hua Ji's eyes, Mei Renwei is an individual person.

Mei Renwei had a cold face and ignored Huaji.

Shan Fuxing feels that the relationship between the two is a bit special.

He began to think that Hua Ji was Mei Renwei's follower, but the more he looked at it, the less he looked like it.

Hua Ji looks at Mei Renwei, not like a leader, but a normal person. He didn't have the slightest stammering intention towards Mei Renwei.

There are few young people in the Future Bureau who dare not to talk to Mei Renwei.

Now Hua Ji is 'in your system', which shows that he himself is not in the future bureau.

"Isn't this brother from the Future Bureau?" Shan Fuxing asked.

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