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The man sighed and opened the door to let us in, "You sit down first, there are not many dishes left at home, give you a hot meal." ”

I said thank you, brother, and remembering the man's cautious appearance just now, I couldn't help but ask: "By the way, brother, why is there no one in your village, and the children haven't seen it come out to play." ”

Hearing my words, the old brother sighed in a long sigh, "Where are there any people in this village, who are walking, dying, crazy, and still alive just to keep the roots left by their ancestors." ”

I was shocked and hurriedly asked what was going on.

The elder brother gave us some hot food and served it to us, sat opposite me and smoked a cigarette, "Our village is called Wangjiazhai, and there is also a nickname called Wu'er Village. ”

I was a little curious and asked why it was called a childless village.

The old brother's face became sad, and he secretly turned around and wiped a handful of tears, " This village was fine five years ago, but five years later the village became weird and terrifying, the children born did not live for a month, and the children of three or four years old did not live for a month, just like what infectious disease, the children died one after another, some people said that the village was a ghost village, so most of the villagers were gone, and I also had a good family, just because the child died, my wife was sad every day, just last year, it became a serious illness, and the people who couldn't survive it left. ”

Speaking of this, the old brother couldn't help crying.

My heart is also sad, the man doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

I walked over softly and asked my brother to mourn, I am stupid and will not comfort people.

I felt more and more that this thing was even more weird, and when combined with the fact that the children in the next village had provoked the ghosts and gods to die, it was a thing at all.

Mo Yan glanced at me and asked me to come over, and after I said a few words to my brother, I followed Mo Yan out of my brother's house.

"There must be some conspiracy hidden in this, their target is children, and it is definitely not a ghost or god who kills people, but wicked people. Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

I nodded, agreeing with Mo Yan's words in my heart.

Mo Yan asked me to say something to my brother, and then took me around the village.

Before leaving, my brother asked us to come back quickly, saying that it was restless outside, and specially gave me the key to the house.

I nodded, reassuring my brother.

Mo Yan led me to the center of the village, and after looking around, his brows furrowed tightly.

"There was nothing special to find. I said urgently.

Mo Yan shook his head and called Xue'er over, "Xue'er, do you feel anything different?" ”

Xue'er's little face sank, and she squatted on the ground, her little hands supporting her chin.

After a while, he raised his head and pointed in the direction of the south, "I feel that the yin qi is so thick somewhere." ”

"Let's go. I said to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan nodded, and led us towards the south, and after walking for more than ten minutes, Xue'er said that this was it.

I stopped and looked ahead, and there were graveyards everywhere, large and small, most of which were new.

"This is a tomb bag, and the yin qi is naturally heavy. I whispered.

Mo Yan shook his head, "This is not a grave bag, but some tricks to confuse the eyes, have you ever thought that the old brother said that most of the people in the village are gone, and since most of them are gone, where will there be so many new graves." ”

Hearing this, I nodded, and what Mo Yan said still made some sense.

"Most of the people in the village have some feudal superstitions, and the safest place may be here, and the villagers will not do anything to dig up people's graves. Mo Yan said.

I agree with Mo Yan's words at this point, in my hometown, some old people have said that digging people's graves is a big rebellion, and people who dig people's graves are easy to go to hell after death.

"So what's next. I whispered.

Mo Yan's answer to my question was very simple, just two words to dig the grave.

I'm still very resistant to digging graves, but Mo Yan has said so, and I also want to understand this matter clearly.

Mo Yan asked me to go back to my brother's house and ask for two shovels, I ran and asked for two shovels back, and Mo Yan and I began to work.

In the past few months, I have not learned anything else, but the more I dig the grave, the smoother it becomes.

After digging for half an hour, I became more and more shocked in my heart, and sure enough, just like Mo Yan said, where is this grave, it is obviously a deep well, and the mouth of the well is covered by a large wooden plank.

At first, I was curious about why the grave bag of this tomb was pushed so much, it turned out to be to cover the well.

"Lao Mo, Xiao Ye, the yin qi of this well is so strong, I can't go down. Cher looked uncomfortable.

"Then you wait for us outside, and by the way, help us see people, and as long as there are people, you can remind us. I said to Cher.

Xue'er hummed softly, said yes, and immediately walked away from the well.

can make Xue'er so scared, then the yin qi in this well must be very powerful.

Mo Yan asked me to wait here, she turned around and walked quickly behind her, and in half an hour, Mo Yan made some vines into a rope, tied the vines tightly to a stone, and let me go down the vines.

I nodded slightly, and after going down the vines, I slowly climbed down the well, and the more I climbed down, the more my heart sank, this well was very deep, at least ten meters.

Fortunately, the vines made by Mo Yan were long enough, and it took me a few minutes to fall to the ground.

After falling to the ground, I raised my head to Mo Yan and said that I had arrived.

Mo Yan asked me to stay still, and I answered, taking a flashlight and looking inside the well.

The well was so big that I didn't find anything strange about it, and when Mo Yan came down, I asked me to hand her the flashlight.

"Mo Yan, there is nothing strange about this well. I whispered.

Mo Yan shook his head, "This well can't be without anything strange. ”

After saying this, Mo Yan looked at the ground for a while, frowned, shone a flashlight on the ground, squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil on it.

I looked at the soil that Mo Yan had grabbed, and I felt that this soil was very strange, usually the soil was yellow, and there was some dust.

But this soil is white, and there are faint black spots in it.

Mo Yan sniffed the soil under his nose, his expression instantly became shocked, and the whole person hurriedly took a few steps back.

"This is not soil, this is ashes!" Mo Yan said coldly.

I was taken aback by Mo Yan's words, and glanced at the soil on the ground, "This soil is ashes!"

Mo Yan said a word, yes, and his expression became very solemn.