There was nothing inexplicable happening on the train, and I returned to my hometown Antong all the way back to my hometown.

Although the world has changed a lot, for many people, it hasn't changed much, and it is still what it was before and what it is now.

At most, how much combat power do you have in the chat, whether you have seen a ghost, etc., the words are quite relaxed, and there are no other heavy topics.

This is also because there are no disasters and everything is still so peaceful.

The train station was still crowded, and after following the flow of people from inside, Zhang Qing got on a bus, and after three bus turns, he got off in a relatively remote area.

Taxis were rare, so he had to walk on foot until he reached the foot of a hill after more than 40 minutes.

This small hill, which is not even 100 meters long, is the chicken farm contracted by his parents.

This small hill is called Beacon Hill, and it is said that it got its name because it resembles a beacon - although Zhang Qing thinks it is just a big dirt bag no matter how you look at it, in fact, some people agree with this view.

There was originally a Beacon Hill Park in Beacon Hill, which focused on the style of Lin Yuan, but it was really unable to make ends meet and shut down, and finally contracted out at a price of tens of thousands of yuan, and was taken by Zhang Qing's parents as a chicken farm.

Most of the original residents here have moved out of this area, and the city has planned and built many urban districts, and they have all lived in the city.

But it's not really that deserted.

Although the chicken farm run by Zhang Qing's parents is not too big, some people can come here every day to buy live chickens directly from here.

Everyone knows the taste of free-range chicken, so many people will drive over to buy several or even a dozen.

Sometimes there are even units that come to order in groups, that is, hundreds of live chickens are bought.

So although his parents never went to the market to sell chickens, just spreading the word between regular customers, with a good reputation, was enough to sustain the business here.

Zhang Qing was walking up the mountain, he saw a Buick car coming down from the mountain, he stood aside, through the window to see that it seemed to be a family of three talking and laughing, and it seemed that he vaguely heard the male owner highly praising the chicken here The taste is particularly good.

Zhang Qing couldn't help but smile and continued to go up the mountain.

It's just that as he gets closer and closer to the door, the smile on his face gradually disappears, and a touch of sorrow suddenly hangs between his brows.

He saw that there seemed to be a faint spread of yin qi on the mountain, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

The spread of Yin Qi does not mean that there are ghosts, it just means that this place is suitable for ghosts to survive.

"There are many sources of yin qi, and most of them are caused by too many living beings dying and not dealing with them in time."

Zhang Qing recalled the books he had read in the high-dimensional world, and pondered in his heart, "Could it be that my parents killed too many chickens?" ”

If so, will this also be the case in places like slaughterhouses?

But such a thing will happen when dozens of chickens are slaughtered, Zhang Qing still doesn't believe it.

There are no wild beasts on Beacon Hill, at most some abandoned pets turned into wild dogs and wild cats, and other than that, there are only some birds and insects, and there should be no such thing.

Could it be that a monster was born?

Zhang Qing immediately rejected the idea.

The birth of monsters requires extremely high conditions, and with the current level of aura on the earth, it is impossible for such a terrifying monster to appear.

You must know that in the high-dimensional world, the level of any monster is at least equivalent to an advanced profession, and even requires a high-level profession to solve it.

And the advanced profession is basically the level of the Sword Immortal, which is far beyond the level of mortals.

But there is no guarantee that the earth has evolved a special path, so that monsters can be born at a very low level, and of course, the monsters that appear as a result are at the same level as the current ghosts, and they can be disposed of casually.

The world affected by the high-dimensional world will have various paths, and it is impossible to be exactly the same as the high-dimensional world.

All kinds of evolution are different, and no one can be sure what will happen.

This is also the influence that the higher dimensional world has done, in order to explore more changes in its own path.

Zhang Qing suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Yes, yin qi is easy to be born in the wilderness, and yin qi is not easy to dissipate in sparsely populated areas, and will gradually accumulate to form a state of spread."

Zhang Qing finally found the reason for the great possibility, "Even in the high-dimensional world, the wild is not a place where ordinary people can go casually, because humanity is not obvious, and all kinds of evil ghosts and demons are very easy to appear there, and it is also because the yin qi is not sorted out, which leads to evil consequences." ”

After finding the reason, he also had worries in his heart.

In today's environment, chicken farms are prone to yin qi, and because they are sparsely populated, they cannot be dispersed by humanity and gradually accumulate, and eventually quantitative changes cause qualitative changes, forming a terrifying disaster.

Where there are more people, the less likely it is for yin qi to be born, and even if it is born, it will quickly disappear under the power of humanity.

The countryside is the hardest hit by this world change.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing's footsteps suddenly became much faster, and he hoped to be able to take his parents out of this place before the matter could be reversed.

Rushing to the door of the house, Zhang Qing saw a middle-aged woman standing under a plaque of "Beacon Hill Chicken Farm" and making a phone call enthusiastically.

That was his mother, Qiao Cuiyin.

"Hey, I'll hang up first, my son is back." Qiao Cuiyin happily hung up the phone with the other side, and beckoned to Zhang Qing, "My son is back, come over quickly, and see if you have lost weight." ”

Zhang Qing did not show the anxiety in his heart, but was full of smiles, pushed the suitcase in his hand and walked over quickly: "Hey, Mom, I miss me to death." ”

He stepped forward and hugged his mother's body, patted her on the back gently, felt that her body was still healthy, and finally showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Where's Daddy?" Zhang Qing let go of his embrace, asked his mother to snatch the suitcase in her hand, and asked.

"He's still there to deal with the chickens." "Someone called me in the morning and said that they were going to order 200 chickens and come to pick them up in the evening, and I've been busy with that." ”

"Then I'll help!" When Zhang Qing heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go over, but was stopped by his mother.

"What are you going to do, you just came back and didn't rest, your dad is busy and used to it, so don't go and make trouble."

Hearing this, Zhang Qing shrugged helplessly, no matter how good he was, he was just a naughty child in the eyes of his parents, and he was unwilling to let him do any tiring work.

"Okay, I'm walking around the neighborhood, I haven't been back in a long time, and I'm still missing it."

Zhang Qing smiled and accepted her mother's opinion.

Then, he turned away, the smile on his face retracted, and he was ready to clean up his surroundings.