This village is really not small, but it has not met a single cultivator.

Ploughing, ploughing the fields, everyone is a farmer.

But since I entered the village, I haven't seen a single farmer.

Song Li was paralyzed in the car, knocking the bottom of the pot with a rice spoon: "Is there anyone?" Is there anybody? ”

No one responded.

Song Fusheng took advantage of the light of the torch and turned around to see his daughter holding her mother's arm tightly with one hand, and her milk hand with the other, and there was a small head in her leg that was Mi Shou. And the girl seemed to be whispering to Si Zhuang and letting Si Zhuang stand in front of them.

Looking back, almost all the women and children were huddled in groups.

To tell the truth, it was almost twelve o'clock at eleven o'clock at night, and when he walked into the village where no one responded, his heart was furious, and he didn't dare to go deeper inside.

Song Fusheng called Tian Xifa: "Brother-in-law, there are too many of us, so the team will stop here and wait for you." You take a few people first, go to find out where there is a well in the village, find water, come and call us immediately, give it to you, this is a lighter, once the torch is extinguished, light it quickly. ”

"Okay."

"High-speed rail head."

"Yes, third uncle."

"You boys, you guys are fast, pick the house that looks decent, push the door in and see, it's really no one or what. Carry the guy and go. ”

After the arrangement, Song Fusheng deliberately emphasized to a few people: "You must cover your mouth and nose, be sure to explore the way with a torch first, and don't act rashly without seeing clearly." If you notice something is wrong, come back immediately. ”

Several people shouted back, "Got it! ”

The high-speed rail head team responsible for finding the survivors took the lead in responding.

"Ah!!h

The tall butcher jumped out.

Although the iron head of his family is not the eldest son or the youngest, he is the most rare butcher. Because the second iron head is the most bold and careful, very much like him when he was young.

At the moment, the bold iron head can be frightened and shout, what is it seeing.

They ran back after a while, and their faces changed in fright: "Third uncle, except for no one in the house, it is the hanged people, and there are dead people lying on the kang, and there are dead people everywhere." I also saw that rats were eating their eyes. ”

There is a sentence that the head of the high-speed rail did not tell, that is, the rats also saw them. When the rat saw people, he didn't run away in fright, but chased them away, and scared them away, and he was really scared.

Ten rooms and nine emptiness, nine of them all ran away and no one left, and the remaining one with someone is still pretending to be a dead person.

"The third child!" Tian Xifa and they also came back, "The well is dry, there are many white bones on the side of the well, and there are also at the bottom of the well." I ran from here to the end of the village, and at the end of the village, it didn't take long for someone to die, and they all had big bellies, presumably eating soil. ”

Song Fusheng swallowed hard and spit: "We have to get out of here quickly, go." ”

Song Li was in a hurry to inform, and in a hurry, he knocked on the pot again and shouted: "Quick, don't leave any one behind, keep up, keep up, it's slippery, you can't stay here!" ”

The wooden sound of the trolley sounded again, and the men accelerated with all their might. The women were pulling and holding the children on their backs, supporting the elderly, and they were not tired one by one, and their feet were very fast, and they followed the men without landing a step, for fear of being left behind.

At this moment, a breeze blew, cool and blowing, blowing towards everyone.

Everyone has been hot for two whole days, and the sun roasts them dryly every day, how can you feel a little cool breeze, it's really been a long time.

But to be honest, it's because it's been a long time since I can't stand it, and I'd rather be roasted.

For example, Song Fusheng felt that this seemed to be a demon wind, the ruthlessness of the evil sect, and everyone didn't speak one by one, so that the wind was blowing like a ghost crying.

He shuddered:

"Boss Guo!"

"Hey, Fusheng!"

"Blow that horn I gave you, don't stop without leaving the village!"

My whole family wore it

My whole family wore it