Since the camera does not have a professional night shooting function, the content under the shot is extremely blurry.

You're almost never sure if the thing moving around the grave is a plastic bag or a person. You can't tell if the thing was there in the first place, or if it crawled out of the grave.

The only thing that is certain is that it has a few seconds, very much like a human.

As for the origin of the zombies, it is just Zhang Wei's speculation. Zhang Wei told Luo Yuanhao his conjecture, he thought that during the previous Anti-Japanese War, would anyone be caught and used as a biochemical weapon for experiments?

And will this person who is doing the experiment become a zombie?

When he returned, he hung up, was put on a shroud by his family, and buried in the grave. This guy who was infected by the virus and became a zombie often came out to fight tooth sacrifices......

Luo Yuanhao decisively denied this possibility, zombies are zombies, viruses are viruses, don't think that the conjecture is very reliable, just mix it up.

"Shhh Luo Yuanhao was concerned about this issue instead.

Zhang Wei said with a smile: "This village is called Hongqi Village, and there are no young people under the age of 30. I got a little bit of a look, and it's strange that there is no culture, and there are few people who use smartphones. No one takes their village seriously, and no one takes their own village seriously. ”

"Such strange things?" Luo Yuanhao was a little incredulous.

Zhang Wei leaned in and said, "I took a tricycle and heard a very strange thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Luo Yuanhao didn't expect that Zhang Wei hadn't been there for a long time, and he actually got so much useful news.

"Aren't there no young people there, I heard a bread seller say that they can't have children there, and they have several couples there, but they can't have children. No one knows what's going on, so a lot of people move, hey, they have children! ”

"Wouldn't it? If it's artificial, how big is the feng shui pattern? But if it's natural, it's incredible! Luo Yuanhao narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Okay, go to bed first, and if you can stand it tomorrow, let's go and have a look."

"Hmm." Luo Yuanhao pulled the quilt, and then slowly lay down. All I think about is how it is possible to form a situation of "cutting off children and grandchildren".

The next morning, Luo Yuanhao and Zhang Wei went to this Hongqi Village early.

This village has the same feeling as the last time I came here, that is, there is a feeling of loneliness and alienation, as if the houses are deserted!

In order to pave the way earlier, Zhang Wei started the live broadcast in advance and quietly put his mobile phone on his chest. I still went to the shop that sold flatbread and said to the boss, "Alas, boss, my brother doesn't believe what you say...... Can't have a baby! He didn't ask me to bring him here. ”

Luo Yuanhao raised his eyebrows: "Master, is there really such a thing on your side?" ”

"Yes. …… I said you're not a police officer, are you? "The flatbread seller seemed a little nervous.

"No, we are carrying bags, do you look like a police officer?" Zhang Wei hurriedly said.

"You look like you're here for a tour. I wish you were the police. "The master who made the flatbread put a loaf of bread in the fire.

The two of them didn't understand what it meant. However, Zhang Wei knew that at this time, he could only get close to the first place, ask about things or something, and not be in a hurry, so he said: "That, master, you see that your business is definitely not good, you can make a living by selling flatbread?" ”

"Nonsense! I farm. Flatbread is my craft, and it's just for sale. I fled from somewhere else, and the family craft cannot be discarded. The master of the flatbread said slowly, his eyes are big and small, and when he looks at people, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Do you sell soy milk? It's a little dry and I can't eat it. Zhang Wei said this, and Luo Yuanhao also nodded.

"I don't have soy milk, I'll bring you a bowl of tea, two bowls for one dollar."

"Damn, I suddenly feel very dark......" Luo Yuanhao said quietly after the master who sold flatbread turned around.

"Doing business, what is black and not black." Zhang Wei is more able to accept it calmly.

The master who sold flatbread quickly brought out a bowl of tea for each of them, it was really transparent tea, and after taking a sip, Luo Yuanhao smacked his mouth and guessed that this might have been poured into the hot water bottle yesterday.

Zhang Wei said: "Actually, we have earned it. You see, this uncle, with all his heart, made a cake that tastes very good. And we ate freshly out of the pot, first class ......"

Luo Yuanhao thought at first that Zhang Wei was praising others, praising it so explicit and disgusting, and when he slowly ate the flatbread, he gradually felt that this flatbread really tasted good.

Could it be that boiled water can enhance the taste of flatbread?

Luo Yuanhao hadn't finished eating, and shouted to make another one, he wanted more.

The master finished the cake again, and then spoke to Zhang Wei: "What I told you yesterday is true. You see, there are no two hundred people in the village now. The fields are empty, and no one is planting them. I contract the field, and it's also very cheap, and I'm too lazy to do it. ”

Zhang Wei lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Then let me ask, do you know why there are no children here?" ”

"I heard that it was the village chief who did it. But the village chief only did it last year, and we couldn't have children here ten years ago. ”

This time it was Luo Yuanhao's turn to be surprised: "Uncle, how many years have you been here?" You couldn't have a child ten years ago, can you be sure? ”

"It's been more than 20 years. There are fewer and fewer children, especially in the past few years, and there are no children at all. ”

Luo Yuanhao asked again: "Uh... So what is the village chief you just talked about? ”

When Zhang Wei saw this question, the master's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly said: "Alas, master, you don't have to worry about us, we, we are reporters, you know the kind of people who see the newspaper, right?" We look for inspiration, it's all confidential, and no one will trouble you. ”

The master stayed for a while, and after listening to Zhang Wei's explanation, he obviously still didn't believe it, but his attitude was much better than before, so he also sat down and said to the two people, "You know, right? In front of my shop, just this time last year, I almost beat someone to death! ”

"So serious? Gangsters? ”

"It's not a gangster, it's a gangster. The village used to be divided into two factions, one with a little money and the other with a bit of power. I had a little money, but then I went to a big city, and the rich people here are weak. Something will come out of it. ”

"We don't know exactly what the matter is, but it's a lot of noise anyway!"

"Later, the two factions quarreled all the way there, and the ...... of that position," said the uncle who made the cakes, and stretched out his hand to the corner not far away, telling the story......