The gardener already has a lot of air in and a little air out, and he is about to die.

This guy's vitality is very tenacious, even though he pressed his hand the ground, his eyes widened.

It's like I'm constantly shouting for help to the people around me.

But it's a pity that the other party can only open his mouth to describe the mouth type, but he can't speak from his throat at all.

The people of the village were watching the excitement by the sidelines, not because they didn't want to help, but because they didn't know how to help.

It must be that if this situation is not rectified, it will speed up the death of the other party.

I sneered, in fact, this reason is certain death.

Originally, I still had sympathy for the previous deceased, but now I can only respond to that sentence, feng shui takes turns, and the sky forgives whom.

I ran into the crowd and shouted, "Don't move, I'll come." ”

My grandfather also came over at this time and shouted at the door, "Little rabbit, what are you doing?"

When this voice sounded, it startled me, but I didn't expect my grandfather to come to see the fun.

Things have come to this point, and I can't hold back any longer.

I turned back to my grandfather and said, "Grandpa, I already know what is going on with the power outages and mysterious deaths in the last few days, please believe me this time!"

As soon as my grandfather opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Wang Ruohan ran over and helped my grandfather.

Wang Ruohan shook his head, and my grandfather didn't say anything, so he was directly pulled by Wang Ruohan to the door of the village chief's house.

I nodded in gratitude and walked over to the gardener.

I glanced down at the gardener, who was also in his 40s.

He is not good-looking, somewhat hunchbacked, and has been managing the garden in the village chief's house.

This guy may have been a little confused, but when I passed by, the other person reached out his hand and grabbed my shoe tightly.

Maybe this guy thinks I'll be able to save him.

But all I can say is I'm sorry.

I can't save him.

No one could save him.

I slowly walked into the room, and then the village chief shouted from behind, "Why are you going? Aren't you saving people? Why did you enter my room?"

I laughed, I'm not a rescue team, of course I can't save people.

What's more, being pressed down by such a large stone, no one can move at all, even if everyone works together, this person will destroy his organs and die because of the turmoil of the stone.

If the fire brigade were to be called, then this person would also bleed to death.

This in itself is a dead end.

I went to the study, took out a book, and returned to the garden.

In front of the surrounding villagers, I opened the book and put it on the ground.

I said, "Before I do that, I would like to say one thing, this event will span ten years, on the night of November 10th, ten years ago, there was a fire in the village, and I think some of the older generation will remember it clearly!"

As I said this, I saw a lot of old people in the courtyard and began to nod silently.

The village chief was a little anxious and asked me to quickly find a way to save people.

I ignored the village chief, I just shook my head and said that this person was hopeless right now.

First of all, medically speaking, there is no way to save it, and it is too late.

Another one morally should not have been saved at all.

Because what's next is the point.

The book I pulled out was actually a rescue list.

It's just that it says a list of volunteers.

I continued, "Don't you think it's strange to read this book? Although there was a flood in this village, when the previous village chief led everyone to control the flood, it was not only the people in the village, but also other villages organized a rescue team to come here to help!"

When the village chief heard this, he also nodded and said: "That's right, there is such a thing, at that time, a lot of people from the surrounding villages came and volunteered to form a rescue team, and with them, we can help our village and withstand the disaster!"

I nodded, put the book in front of the village chief, deliberately let all the people behind me see it, and then continued: "You will understand at a glance who the volunteer rescuers were at that time, three people in our village have recently died, the cook, the electrician and the gardener in front of me, all three of them are on the list of volunteers!"

It was impossible for everyone in the village to know their names, but some of them were still able to make out by nodding their heads.

Just a part is enough.

I put the book away, waited for them to read it enough, and then said, "How's it going?

As I said this, I could clearly see the gardener on the other side have changed their faces.

Then some people in the village suddenly showed expressions of sudden realization.

I slowly walked up to the village chief, pulled the village chief over, and continued: "Don't you think there is another thing that is strange? Village chief, when the flood was fighting, the people in the village worked together, and it is indeed worthy of praise, but the means of flood control are very clever, and there are even many techniques.

The current village chief touched his chin and thought for a while.

Only then did he reply: "If you want to talk about flood fighting, it was indeed the previous village chief who led everyone to complete the task at that time, but the specific operation, everyone just obeyed the order, and I don't know who presided over it!"

I picked up the list on the ground, slapped it twice and said, "I know who it is, but this person has never appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and there is no way to appear, and this person is the person who does not exist in this list!"

Clue after clue, looking extremely troublesome.

But if you connect it in series, everything is very clear and straightforward.

I try to organize my language as much as possible, because it looks a bit bigger.

Not in a sentence or two.

When I was doing a long morning exercise, all of a sudden, I saw the gardener, pointing to the sky.

I wanted to say something, but I never said it.

I looked in the direction they were pointing, and I saw a masked girl in the sky, wearing a Japanese kimono, hovering in the air.

It seems that what should come will come.

The girl slowly landed in the crowd, and the people of the village immediately retreated, while the gardener was so frightened that he died on the spot.

The girl in the air slowly fell to the ground.

For the first time, I said thank you in a very gentle foreign language.