Charmin believes that practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

He came out of the house, and first looked around, the village was still the same village, and there was nothing unusual.

Without thinking about it, he walked straight into the nearest other room.

The room was empty, and there was nothing but the last photo.

Xia Min entered several rooms one after another, and found posthumous photos, and what was even stranger was that in addition to the different appearances of the people in the photos, even the expressions were extremely similar.

Xia Min suddenly had a bold conjecture: should it be... The reason why this village was abandoned is that all the villagers died, right?

But then something Xia Min found overturned this conjecture.

This is a contract, which probably means that the owner of the house does long-term work for the landlord's family or something, and agrees on some salary and amount of work.

What caught Xia Min's attention was the name of this long worker: Han Shan.

Xia Min later found several things that could prove the identity of these house owners, and found that most of these people were surnamed Han.

Such a situation was common at that time, and the children of the long-term workers were still the long-term workers of the master's family, just like the intercalary earth.

A certain long-term worker gave birth to several children, and these children grew up and gave birth to several children, and these people have been the landlords and gentry in the village for generations, and over time, many people in a village have the same surname, and they may still be relatives.

This surname made Xia Min can't help but think of Han Lin, she also has the surname Han, and her family's village is not too far from here, it can only be said that this place is more remote.

In this way, is the Han of her village the same Han as the Han of this village?

What is the relationship between the two villages?

Time passed little by little, and Xia Min still didn't feel tired, but what made him wonder was that he had explored so many houses, why didn't he encounter a single spirit, and the child who brought him in the first place never appeared again.

It stands to reason that after all this time, if anything had happened, it should have happened a long time ago.

This kind of calm made Xia Min rarely a little uneasy.

He didn't like the feeling of passivity, which gave him the feeling of being targeted by a viper.

However, Xia Min still did not give up his exploration, he still followed the periphery, little by little to the center of the village to find clues.

At this time, Xia Min could be sure that there was a posthumous photo in every house in the entire village, and there was only one.

Except for the last photo of the owner, nothing related to his family appeared, not even a piece of clothing, a piece of jewelry, nothing, and even made people wonder if the people in this village are all bachelors.

And in front of the most imposing-looking courtyard near the center of the village, Xia Min made a new discovery.

There is a well here, and when you look inside the entrance of the village, you will be blocked by the thatched huts on the periphery, and you will only see it when you reach the center.

The wellhead is large, about two meters in diameter, and there is a wooden device on the wellhead that is specially used to draw water, but it is almost rotten, and I don't know how many holes have been eaten by insects.

The land next to the well has a deep ravine around the wellhead, which is full of potholes, and it does not look like it was dug by hand.

But the strange thing is that the wellhead is sealed, a huge stone slab blocks the wellhead, and there is a huge rolling stone on the stone slab, which is heavily pressed on the stone slab, and four or five iron chains thick with small arms are tightly bound to the rolling stone, and then the iron chain head is nailed to the ground by steel nails, and the iron chain is also hung with rune paper, some new and some old.

Although Xia Min didn't know anything about rune paper, he could read the slender and twisted word "seal", and guessed that something should have been sealed in the well.

Xia Min didn't bother to remove the runes, even though he didn't think they were all that useful.

However, Xia Min didn't move, it began to move on its own, obviously there was no wind, but the rune paper began to tremble like a wind chime.

The sound of squirming suddenly sounded, Xia Min didn't think about it, and crept directly to one of the many hiding places closest to him, which he had already determined.

It was a small crack, in the middle of the two connected houses, along the potholes in the wall caused by the erosion of time, Xia Min climbed to the gap between the roof and the wall, and the whole person hid, only half of his face poked out from under the thatch, and secretly observed the well that was moving.

The rune paper shook for a while, and then slowly calmed down, but Xia Min's keen eyes noticed something shiny oozing out of the cracks in the stone slabs at the mouth of the well.

"Water?" Xia Min narrowed his eyes, very puzzled.

It was indeed water, and as more and more water seeped out, it gathered at the mouth of the well, and then slowly overflowed and trickled down.

The water was still transparent and translucent when it came out, but as it flowed down from the edge of the wellhead, it slowly became cloudy and yellow, like muddy water, and became more and more viscous, and when it flowed into the deep gully next to it, it turned into a dark red paste.

More and more paste accumulates in the ravines, leading to more strange things.

Xia Min heard the sound of footsteps, suddenly lowered his head, and found that in the room where he was hiding, came a man covered in rags, his limbs were stiff, his body was extremely dirty, and his skin was a very unhealthy earthy yellow, as if the whole person had just been dug out of the soil.

He stood at the door for a while, less than two meters away from Xia Min's hiding place, Xia Min felt a little nervous, but the man did not look back, but took a stiff step, limping in the direction of the center of the village.

And that's just the beginning.

The sound of footsteps moving farther and farther away did not bring calm to the village, and soon the entire village was covered in the sound of messy soles and the grinding of the ground.

Dozens of the same people came out of the various rooms and walked towards the big well at the same time.

By this time, the first man had reached the well, and he fell to his knees, propped his hands on the ground, stretched out his ridiculously purple tongue, and began to lick the dark red paste, like a hyena, and gnawed frantically.

Red paste, earth, swallow into the stomach together!

Xia Min felt sick to his stomach for a while, but what was even more disgusting was still to come, and the whole village gathered around the well, knelt down with the well mouth as the center, lowered his head and began to eat.

"Then your mother's big ditch is eaten by these shitty things? Foodie is really your mother's cow pie. ”

Looking at this weird pig-feeding scene, Xia Min felt a little uncomfortable physically and mentally, but compared to this scene, Xia Min was more concerned about where did these things come from?

After looking at it, there was still a lot of red paste in the deep ravine, Xia Min turned sideways, slowly slid off the roof, and jumped into the house.

Sure enough, the person in the photo was gone.

The photograph is empty, and the frame sits alone on the wooden table.

Xia Min frowned, he suddenly had a crazy association.

The people in this village are like animals in cages, they are like pigs and dogs in captivity, and only when a certain time is they released to eat.

Xia Min looked around and got into the big closet on the side, he wanted to see how these things got in and out of the picture frame!