Because of the relationship between the previous search of the house, the bedroom door has been open, not closed, when Fang Zheng turned his head to look in the direction of the bedroom, the door was dark and black, and nothing could be seen.

Squeak......

There was another soft sound of the plank bed turning its body on its side, and then there was a slight whisper of a soo, like a quilt or getting dressed.

"Who?"

Fang Zheng asked again.

But no one answered Fangzheng's words in the direction of the bedroom.

Ahem, ahem......

The cough sounded in the bedroom, and the sound of footsteps of people walking began to be heard in the dark bedroom.

Call!

An oil lamp lit up in the bedroom, and a thin figure was projected on the floor.

But from the angle where Fang Zheng sits, he can only see a little bit of the bedroom door, and he can't see who the figure in the bedroom is.

At this moment, a second person's footsteps sounded in the bedroom.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, and in the dark lobby, Fang Zheng sat quietly, looking at the trivial movements that kept coming out of the bedroom.

Fang Zheng asked again who it was, but the two people in the bedroom never answered him.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank, and he snorted coldly, just as he was about to get up and search the bedroom himself, he wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost with him, the person in the bedroom held an oil lamp and walked straight towards the door.

Finally, Fang Zheng saw who the person in the bedroom was.

It is an elderly couple dressed in simple clothes, plain, with a somewhat rickety body and gray hair, who look old and look about sixty or seventy years old.

When he saw the clothes of the old couple who came out of the bedroom, Fang Zheng's eyes pondered, the clothes on the old couple were the clothes of the owner of this room.

Because Fang had seen a rudimentary wardrobe and villagers' clothes in the bedroom when he was searching the house, he could recognize that the clothes on the other party's body came from the owner of the house.

Are the villagers of this village, the original owners of this house?

Is this paradise only awakened at night?

Fang Zheng was pensive, he was still sitting at the table in the lobby, no one moved, because he found that the old couple seemed to not see him, the old man held the oil lamp in his hand, walked to the table where he was sitting, stood beside him a few feet away, bent down to light the oil lamp on the table, and never lifted the corner of his eyes to look at Fang Zheng.

Call!

The oil lamp burst into flames, and the room suddenly became bright.

At this time, the old man saw the latch that had fallen to the ground, as well as the door of the house and the courtyard that had been pushed open by Fang Zheng, and the old man picked up the latch and began to call the old woman, with an anxious tone.

But Fang Zheng didn't understand.

Because the language was not Siamese, nor was it any of the languages that Fang Zheng was familiar with.

It sounds like a very old language.

Then, the old man and the old lady, the owners of the house, began to search the house with nervous expressions.

The corners of Fangzheng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyebrows were thoughtful.

Perhaps, the content of their previous conversation was something like a thief in the house, whether there was a loss of property, etc... But obviously Fang Zheng sat in front of them, but they didn't seem to see such a big living person, after tossing for a long time, the old couple was finally convinced that there were no thieves in the house, and there was no loss of any property, the old man complained to the old woman at home, scolded a few words, and began to pick up the broom in the yard, and clean up the fallen leaves in the yard.

And the old lady walked in the direction of the kitchen and began to burn wood, cook, and tidy up the house......

From beginning to end, Fang Zheng, who had been sitting at the table in the lobby, was like a transparent passerby, watching the old couple walk past again and again, but he was never seen.

Until, when the old lady cooked the meal, called the old man, a table of three, sat at the table, and each ate what he was doing.

This scene is a little weird.

People who don't know think that this is a family of three grandparents eating.

All of this is so real.

vividly depicts every detail of the villagers, from joys and sorrows to trivial details of life.

If this village only wakes up at night, does it mean that the night is the sun and the day for these villagers, and the sun is the night here?

At night, the whole village was sleeping, so he only saw an empty village.

When the villagers woke up during the day, he saw the dead villagers.

And what the old couple is eating at this moment is breakfast in the morning!

Sunset.

The sun rises and rests.

This is a world that is the opposite of the yang world.

Fang Zheng was puzzled, what is the meaning of the existence of these villagers?

Is it just a recreation of the lives of these villagers who have been dead for unknown hundreds of years?

......

The doubts in Fang Zheng's heart were quickly answered!

After breakfast, I saw that the old lady began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and work hard to do the housework, while the old man carried the farm tools and walked out of the courtyard gate.

At this time, on the road outside the courtyard gate, more and more villagers began to appear, and slowly became lively, and every villager was carrying farm tools and walking to the farmland outside the village.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng's face showed joy, and it seemed that the way up the mountain should be on these villagers.

As for the other people who had the same idea as Fang Zheng, there were not a few, and as soon as Fang Zheng went out, he saw many cultivators following these villagers out of the houses.

In the night sky at night, a full moon hangs.

The full moon was very bright, shining on the moonlight, and I saw that the roofs of the villagers were already full of cultivators, and these cultivators were all looking at the direction outside the village with excited expressions, and saw that a villager named "Awakening" was going down to the field to harvest crops.

The ridges that were submerged in the golden sea were gradually exposed to everyone's eyes, and the way up the mountain appeared!

"These villagers seem to be quite simple, friendly, and don't forget to help others after death. "The rooftops of the village were crowded with people, and people were surprised to see the way up the hill that gradually appeared.

The peaceful life of the small village, coupled with the simple and kind villagers, the scenes that happened in front of them once again verified that this place seems to be a paradise world.

Optimistic people have temporarily reduced their sense of crisis.

Well?

Suddenly, someone screamed!

It turned out that the villagers who were busy harvesting crops in the fields outside the village seemed to have found something in the fields and called for help from other villagers.

It was a corpse!

It was the two men who killed each other in the rice fields yesterday.

"It's ......"

"Aren't these villagers unable to reach us outsiders, and why can they see corpses again?"

But what happened next was something that none of the cultivators present expected, so much so that even Fang Zheng's face was solemn.

Among the villagers who found the corpse, there was the old man in the house where Fang Zheng was, and after these villagers found the corpse, not only did they not panic, but they waved the farm tools in their hands with a smile, nailed the corpse into a wooden stake, and inserted it in the field, becoming a "scarecrow".