Shuzhou, Bajiao Village.

"Ah, help."

"Earthquake ......"

"Everyone, run."

One after another, the whole Octagon Village was in chaos, the ground was shaking, the houses were shaking, and the furniture was shaking, which was enough to make everyone feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

All the villagers shouted and ran out of their homes, out into the streets, into the fields, and everywhere there were running figures, old people, young people, women, and children all looked panicked.

Fortunately, the earthquake did not last long, and the villagers all ran out of their homes, and the panic gradually subsided, and the villagers gathered on the street, running to tell each other and look for their relatives.

The amplitude of the earthquake was not very strong, only a few old houses collapsed, and most of the new houses did not collapse, but they were also damaged by different processes, and large cracks appeared in the walls.

Because the earthquake was not strong and it was daytime, there were very few people who were injured by the earthquake, and more people were afraid of the earthquake, and they were injured and bruised when running away, and most of them were elderly people and children with weak physique.

A small village like Octagon has not experienced such a disruption for decades, and the whole village is full of panic, and the only two doctors in the village are so busy that they don't even have enough bandages to bandage.

"Villagers, don't go home tonight, go to the fields in the east of the village for the night, otherwise if there is another earthquake at night, everyone will suffer." Some of the older and more experienced villagers shouted loudly.

"Yes, the more this happens, the more calm everyone must be, as long as they don't get close to the house and the wall, there will be no danger." Another man shouted.

"Everyone move, help the old man and the injured, don't pull down and go to the field, you can't live at home tonight." A cadre of the village committee, in command.

Now that the Internet and television are so developed, the villagers are no worse than the people in the city, they were just frightened just now, and now they know what to do after they have eased up.

Some young men returned home and took out their money, and some ready-made food, bedding, medicine, and other saved things, and then locked the doors and windows and rushed to the fields.

Now that life is better, most of the villagers are desperate for their lives, but there are also some villagers who are unwilling to leave home, such as the old man Wang in the east of the village who has dozens of pigs at home, and you let him go to the field at night to spend the night, he is really uneasy in his heart, in case someone drives a car and steals dozens of pigs, he can't even cry and find the ground.

Villagers like Lao Wangtou also have their own methods, such as the villagers facing the street, simply set up barricades and sleep on the street, so that even if the house falls, it will not be able to hit the middle of the street.

However, after all, the villagers facing the street are a minority, and most of the roads in Bajiao Village are not wide, even if they lie in the middle of the road, the house will be smashed if it falls, so many villagers are staying up in their yards, ready to stay up all night to watch their homes, thinking that even if there is really another earthquake, they can run in time.

After all, the villagers who are not afraid of death are a minority, and most of the villagers still rush to the fields, which are spacious and have no buildings, as long as the ground does not crack and crack, no matter how much it shakes, they are not afraid.

There are hundreds of villagers and more than 3,000 people in Bajiao Village, and they all spend the night in the fields in a chaotic manner, but at this time it is winter, the weather is cold and infiltrates people when the wind blows, and the winter night is long, and it is really not easy to stay up this night.

Of course, there are also many villagers who are happy in the midst of suffering, building fires, making some mutton and pork, wearing branches and roasting meat, drinking wine, and discussing the earthquake.

"Good guy, I almost scared me to pee just now, it's the first time I've encountered an earthquake when I've grown so big, both legs are trembling, if it weren't for my mother shouting, I guess I'd be stupid." A bald middle-aged man drank a glass of white wine and said with emotion.

"Don't talk about you kid, your third uncle and I live so big, half of my body is in the ground, I haven't experienced an earthquake, but fortunately it was this year, if it is another two years, I have two old legs, I guess I can't run." An old man shook his head and said, not knowing whether to rejoice or complain.

"If you want to say that this earthquake is really evil, our Octagon Village has not had an earthquake for many years, and suddenly there will be an earthquake." Another villager asked.

"Do you think this has anything to do with feng shui, it's the mass grave again." The bald middle-aged man said.

"Liu Lao Er, you kid is superstitious, how can you be so evil." A young woman of about thirty years of age, said; "A while before the earthquake happened, didn't our village chief Zhou just shout on the loudspeaker and not let him believe in any feng shui and superstitions? Why did you forget so quickly. ”

"Come on, Wang Erya, don't mention the village chief Zhou, as soon as the loudspeaker finished shouting, this guy's earthquake came, maybe it was his broken mouth that said." The bald middle-aged man said.

"Eh, Brother Liu's words make sense, this earthquake will not come sooner or later, but it will come after the village chief's broadcast, you say this is not evil." Another villager chimed in.

The villagers have just experienced the earthquake, and now they are the rest of their lives, and they are also discussing the earthquake in addition to being afraid, especially those villagers who had suspected that the mass grave would destroy the feng shui of Bajiao Village, and have gathered into a pile to discuss the matter.

Among this group of people, Zhang Wenhai and Zhang Heng are particularly prominent, both of whom are villagers of Bajiao Village, and both have a certain relationship with the mass grave, or have played a certain role in the excavation of the mass grave, so both of them have a certain apology for the villagers.

Zhang Heng took the wooden stick, picked the fire, and asked, "Uncle Wenhai, you said that there was an earthquake in our village, will it have anything to do with the mass grave?" ”

"Let's think of a piece, the water of the octagonal spring dried up a few days ago, and now there is an earthquake, I don't believe it if it doesn't matter." Zhang Wenhai shook his head and said.

"However, the village chief shouted on the radio that we should not believe in feng shui superstitions, what should we do?" Another villager asked.

"Hmph, this week Qingtian just finished saying that he didn't let him believe in feng shui superstitions, and there was a sudden earthquake in our village, do you think he still has a confession when he speaks, in my opinion, if he dares to say this kind of thing again, only those who were injured by the earthquake will go to him for trouble, whether he can sit firmly in the position of the village chief is not certain, and what prestige does he have to care about this matter." Zhang Wenhai shouted.

"Uncle Wen Hai is right, this matter can't be left like this, you must go to the people of the archaeological team, today's earthquake must be inseparable from them." Zhang Heng waved his arm and shouted, and the surrounding villagers also clamoured.

Seeing the surrounding villagers, they also began to question whether the earthquake was related to feng shui, Zhang Heng showed a smile on his face, he had participated in the excavation work of the archaeological team, and since he knew that he was digging a mass grave, he had always felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he always felt that he had done something to lose money.

After all, a person's strength is small, seeing that the surrounding villagers have the same heart as himself, Zhang Heng feels more confident in his heart, and then habitually lifts the sleeve of his right arm and scratches it a few times, as if he feels very itchy.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, but through the surrounding firelight, Zhang Heng's arm could still be seen to be a little different, the right arm was blue, harder than the surrounding skin, and there were some white hard hairs, and the more he scratched, the more itchy, Zhang Heng's arm had already scratched out red marks.

……

In a bus carrying fifty passengers, Feng Shuangxi sat at the front of the bus, his face was full of smugness, taking advantage of the earthquake in Bajiao Village, the villagers relaxed their vigilance, and he fled from Bajiao Village with the archaeological team.

Before, there have been villagers outside the Basho Hotel, as long as the archaeological team wants to leave the Bajiao Village, there will be a group of people running to make trouble, blocking the bus and not letting it go, this time taking advantage of the chaos during the earthquake, no one can take care of the archaeological team for a while, Feng Shuangxi waved his hand and ordered the archaeological team to leave by car.

Since the mass grave was dug out, the people in the village have changed their eyes, so that the archaeological team members dare not leave the hotel, for fear of being accidentally beaten by the people in the village.

Besides, now that there is an earthquake in Bajiao Village, it is the best choice to leave here, and many archaeological team members are smiling and showing a relaxed look on their faces.

After Li Zhaodi left, Wei Dong was in charge of the archaeological team, he was Li Zhaodi's right-hand man, and he was also the only archaeological team member who entered the mass grave, and he had a certain prestige in the archaeological team.

"Feng, let's finally run out."

Seeing the car leave Bajiao Village, Wei Dong had an irrepressible smile on his face, the reason why he was in a hurry to leave Bajiao Village was not only because of the hostility of the villagers and the threat of earthquakes, but also because of the deeper reason, that is, since entering the mass grave, he would have nightmares every night, and sometimes he would even wake up scared.

"Hmph, this group of dirt buns, it's just a slight earthquake, it scared them away, and they want to fight me." Feng Shuangxi looked in the direction of Bajiao Village and said disdainfully.

"Hey, Feng, I've always heard that rural people are bullied in the city, how difficult it is for this migrant worker to ask for wages, I think this rural person is amazing, not like what is in the news." Wei Dong asked.

"Eh, you have asked the question, this rural man will wilt when he arrives in the city; However, when this rural person returns to the village, he will become an uncle, his relatives and friends are here, you fight a person, and half of the village fights with you. Feng Shuangxi said.

"As soon as you say that, I'll understand." Wei Dong responded, and said with some concern: "Feng Chu, let's just leave secretly, will there be something?" ”

"Don't worry, I've got everything in order, it's fine." Feng Shuangxi waved his hand disappreciatively, he had already spent money to buy off the village chief, and he believed that the other party would help settle the matter.

"However, the mass grave has not been dealt with yet, so we can't just leave it alone." Wei Dong said.

"It's okay, we don't care, we will naturally send other people over, as long as a group of people come, these villagers can't find the right owner, and they will lose their temper." Feng Shuangxi said.

"High, really high." Wei Dong gave a thumbs up and said with a compliment.

"Small." Feng Shuangxi waved his hand, his expression was quite proud, he pointed to his back, and said, "Weidong, my back has been itching for the past two days, and the injury on my arm is not good, and I can't reach it, you can help me scratch it." ”

"Okay."

Wei Dong answered, lifted Feng Shuangxi's sweater, revealing a small section of back skin, Feng Shuangxi's back was blue, harder than the surrounding skin, there were some white hard hairs, and red blood marks were scratched around.

Seeing the strange appearance of Feng Shuangxi's back, Wei Dong was shocked all of a sudden, with a surprised look on his face, and then, Wei Dong suddenly pulled his trouser leg open, revealing the skin color on his calf.

I saw that the complexion on Wei Dong's calves was blue, harder than the surrounding skin, and there were some white hard hairs, and there were also blood marks, which was the same as Feng Shuangxi's situation. R1152