The noise dragged me back from my contemplation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I took out the communicator and made sure it was set on the frequency of communication with the troops. This means that the newly received interference signal should not be from the upper hair, but may be a telecommunication signal floating from somewhere nearby. This situation is not uncommon, for example, broadcast signals, or communication signals of other frequencies, if they are close together, interference will occur.

When I thought of this, my heart suddenly "chuckled": this small village was originally far away from people, and it has been abandoned for ten years, where did the telecommunications come from? A chill hit me, and I immediately found cover and hid in place, staring nervously at the only exit, then carefully pulled out my headset and plugged it into the communicator.

I tried to tune up the frequency and finally received this shortwave signal at 2700kHz. When I heard the first sentence, I only felt a shock all over my body:

"Xiaolu, Xiaolu, this is Cen Xiao." Like a ghost, this voice stirred waves in my heart. Cen Xiao is the person in charge of the Wangxingcun Astronomical Observatory and a researcher in the Department of Astrophysics of the University of Science and Technology. In May 2016, he led doctoral student Bai Yuelu to Wangxing Village to conduct astronomical observation and research, and on December 31, 2016, a total of 183 people from all 52 households in Wangxing Village were missing... I know all of her information written in black and white. But I still felt extremely strange when I heard this ordinary, gentle, and joyful voice.

"Fawn, hurry back to the observatory, I've finally figured out their frequency! Our previous algorithm was correct, but one dimension was missing. If we assume that the signal is four-dimensional, we can explain why there are regular blanks, not the receiver's problem. ”

The sound coming from the communicator is clear, indicating that the source of the signal is not too far away. With my gun in hand, I slowly moved to the opposite window and looked out cautiously. The streets were empty, and there was not a half-man.

Just as I was laughing at my nerves searching for someone who had been missing for years in an abandoned town, something moved in my afterglow. I immediately turned around and saw a trail of light like the one before slowly descending down the main road directly across the window.

I can't figure out what that light is. Some kind of paranormal phenomenon? Images left by the villagers? Although we are in the same space, it seems that there is a time gap of ten years. It was as if they were moving in another overlapping plane.

But I didn't have time to think about it, and I had already run out of the gate of the village government bungalow. I could still see the tail of a light in the distance, and I immediately chased after it, and saw two humanoid lights 200 meters in front of me, facing each other as if they were talking to each other.

"That's right, Xiao Cen. This is about to be the National Day. Murakami will organize literary and artistic activities, do you want to come and sing a song or something? "The figure of the middle-aged man, Lao Chen, the village chief Chen Zhongzhong, I am already very familiar with it. Beside him was a female glow I had never seen before, with long hair, big waves, and a long coat that seemed to be wearing a trench coat or something, and the heels on her feet looked like bare boots. As soon as she spoke, her voice was familiar:

"Ah, that's not necessary." It's the same voice I heard on the communicator before. Cen Xiao, she didn't know whether she was shy or embarrassed, straightened her hair, and said, "I can't sing." ”

"That's right, Xiao Cen." The village chief put his hand in the pocket of his jacket and said slowly, "This... You're not familiar with this place either, aren't you? Well, we don't know what you're messing up on that hilltop. If you come to the village more often, you will be more integrated into the collective, get to know people, and don't stay there alone; Second, it's also close to the neighborhood, don't always make people think that you who are engaged in science don't look down on us rural people. ”

Cen Xiao seemed to sneer, I didn't dare to move too forward, because I didn't know if this light was dangerous. "Village Chief..."She wanted to say something more, but was heard from nowhere, "Lao Chen!" "Interrupted. In the distance, I saw the figure of a peasant woman walking towards the two of them, wearing a thin cotton jacket, with a large part of the hem squeezed near the waistband of her trousers. "Lao Chen," she walked over and was just about to speak, when she noticed Cen Xiao next to her: "Oh, this, this is Xiaolu's colleague, right?" Hello, hello. ”

"Hello." Cen Xiao nodded at her, but I could see nervousness in her figure. Maybe it's because I'm afraid of life, maybe I'm feeling uncomfortable. After all, Cen Xiao is a postdoctoral fellow who has returned from studying in the United States and has been staying in the ivory tower, so it is understandable that he is a little uncomfortable with the living habits of people in this small village.

"What do you call it?" The peasant woman asked enthusiastically.

"Dr..."Cen Xiao swallowed this sentence, "Just call me Cen Xiao." ”

"Oh, Xiao Cen. Not bad," the peasant woman took her hand and said to the village chief: "This girl is very powerful, working with our deer in the science and technology university." ”

"yes, yes." The village chief laughed with him, as if he wanted to divert the topic, "What, second aunt, do you have something to do?" ”

"Nope." The second aunt smiled heartily, "It's that Zhuang Zhuang always has nosebleeds, and he also shouts that his chest is tight, and Dr. Xing said that he was afraid of the flu, so I went to get some medicine for him." ”

I saw that Cen Xiao seemed to want to say something, but Lao Chen took the lead. The middle-aged man persuaded her in an amiable tone: "If you have the flu, take the child to the hospital to hang up a drip, it will get better quickly." Recently, the school exam is almost a month, don't fall behind in your homework. ”

"Oops, hanging water..."The second aunt rubbed left and right, and her feet were on the ground for a long time. Then I still have something to do, so I'll go first, village chief, Xiao Cen. With that, he hurried away.

When she walked away, Lao Chen turned around and said to Cen Xiao politely: "That's Xiaolu's second aunt." If you are uneducated, you don't have the same knowledge as her. ”

"Oh, it won't." The voice of these words seemed to come from a distant place, and I watched as the two figures continued to walk down the main road, the light gradually fading, until at last only a shallow light trail remained, glowing and dissipating into the air.