(October 18) countdown to the 73rd day

A cramped cell phone alarm rang, breaking the silence of the cottage.

Yao Xiaoyi woke up from her deep sleep, got up with a bone, and got out of the tent.

It's 10 a.m., and the autumn sun is already shining all over the cottage. Looking at it during the day, Qingfeng Village is like a fairyland on earth under the sun, forgotten by time at the bottom of the towering mountains around.

This is an excellent place to retreat, there are mountains, rivers and barriers, plugging the gap on the opposite side, you can be completely isolated from the world, the sunrise farming, sunset rest, the so-called paradise, but that's it. Yao Xiaoyi was a little stunned, but more weathered bones around the gate reminded her that this secret place had suffered a major change at a certain time.

She gathered her thoughts, put away her tent, took care of her backpack, and continued her stairs.

After a while, a dilapidated building appeared in front of me. Its gate is not as tall as the walled gate, there is a stone pillar on the left and right, and the door panel has disappeared. There is a horizontal log between the top of the stone pillars, and there is a plaque hanging on the horizontal wood, the handwriting on it is blurred, and the three words "Juyi Hall" can be vaguely seen.

On the periphery of the hall are four thicker stone pillars, which form the four corners of the hall. Occasionally, you can see a few rotten pieces of wood around. Presumably, the original walls of this hall were made of wooden planks

Built. Above the roof, there was no rubble, and a few pieces of wood hung from the beams at one end and in the air at the other, as if they were about to fall off with a gust of wind.

Raising her legs to enter the door, Yao Xiaoyi couldn't help but take half a step back. Above the lobby, more bones were scattered. Unlike the outside, these bones are still in the same posture as when the owner died, and there is little phenomenon of moving position, either lying on their stomachs or on their backs, and there is no regularity at all. At first count, there are nearly 20 corpses.

Some of the bones were covered with rubble and broken pieces of wood. This is probably caused by the corrosion and fracture of the wooden blocks of the roof after a long period of disrepair, and the tiles also fell off and fell on the bones. This also shows that after the major changes were silent, no one should have broken into Qingfeng Village again.

Looking at the lobby layout. Directly opposite is a large stone table, behind which there is a tall wooden chair, of course, it is a chair, it can only be said that it looks a bit like a chair, it has long been scattered, barely supported by four tripods, and there are no bones around the chair.

On the left and right sides of the lobby, there are two rows of stone tables, each row of 15, a total of 60 tables, and behind each stone table, there is a wooden chair that has long been unrecognizable. In the middle of the lobby, in the long hallway from the doorway to the main position, there are a large number of wooden blocks lying down, indicating that there was once a long wooden table in this position.

Yao Xiaoyi's brain quickly restored the grand scene in the lobby before the accident. A person in charge, or simply the owner of Qingfeng Village, sat on a tall chair, and the table in the center was full of food and wine, and on his left and right sides sat 60 brothers or subordinates. While talking loudly, the crowd drank wine and ate large pieces of meat. The fact that there are ceramic shards on the floor that are different from the rubble that fell from the roof is further proof of the bustle in the lobby before the accident.

It is impossible to determine whether these people are bandits who have fallen into the grass or whether they are good men who have gathered to discuss matters. In short, they were suddenly unexpected.

The bones were in a variety of postures, extremely disheveled, and some overlapped, indicating that they had experienced a fierce fight before their owner died. Judging from the distribution of the bones, the closer you get to the large stone table, the denser the bones become.

I think of the fact that there are many bones scattered scattered outside the hall. Yao Xiaoyi once again deduced in her mind what had happened: at a certain dinner moment, a group of unknown people sneaked into Qingfeng Village, killed the guards along the gate of the village, and went up the stone steps to break into the lively lobby. The group of people intended to rush to the main table or the owner of the village, and engaged in a fierce struggle with the people on the left and right sides of the lobby, leaving behind corpses, and the closer they got to the main table, the more corpses there were.

But it is impossible to know which side had the upper hand, whether the people at the main table escaped or were killed.

Yao Xiaoyi cautiously walked through the lobby, bypassing the screen behind the huge stone table, also made of boulders, to the back door of the hall. Stepping out the back door, there is another stone staircase that leads up to the top of the cottage.

Walking up the stairs, scattered bones can still be seen from time to time. It seems that the fight that took place in the lobby has continued to the back mountain, and the people at the main table should not have been killed in the lobby.

All the way up, finally to the top of the cottage. On top of the cottage, there are many rooms built against the mountain, which are also made of local materials, with stones as pillars and wooden planks as walls, the wood has rotted, and there is no tile on the roof. In every house, there are always scattered bones.

Yao Xiaoyi did not have the ability to identify the gender of the owners of these bones, but she could tell from the size and thickness of some of the leg bones that there were children among the dead. Judging by the furnishings in the rooms, these rooms were used for living, and there were elderly people and children, which also showed that the killing was not only aimed at the people in the main seat.

At the top of the hill, the three rooms side by side look slightly different, under a few large trees, above the roof, there are scattered tiles, and the wooden planks of the walls are perishable, but they still stand a little tenacious.

Yao Xiaoyi hesitated slightly, and stepped into the middle room, even if she saw too many corpses along the way, she was shocked by the scene in front of her. In a room of less than 20 square meters, there are more than ten corpses scattered around. The bones were more severely mutilated, mostly mutilated and mixed together, indicating that there was an even more tragic tearing here.

Looking at the two rooms on the left and right, there are no bones, indicating that the middle room is the end of this massacre. As for which side survived, or whether both sides all died here, no one knows.

Yao Xiaoyi cautiously walked through the room full of corpses, and came to the room on the right through a small door with rotten wood still remaining on the door frame. Judging from the lodging wooden furniture, it is a bedroom.

Glancing at the three leaky walls, she retreated back into the middle room, and then entered the room on the left through a small door that connected to the left. It was still a pile of wooden blocks lying on the ground, barely telling what it looked like an old-fashioned bookcase. On the edge of the inferred bookcase, a stone table stands out a little. Three rooms, one hall, one bedroom, and one study, which is also considered a luxury configuration in Qingfeng Village. It's hard to believe that the owner would replace the wooden desk with a stone desk in a study with a wooden bookcase.

Yao Xiaoyi was about to leave the room, and in a blink of an eye, there seemed to be a painting on the stone table.

She felt a sigh in her heart, stepped forward quickly, and when she looked at it, she was stunned!