"No, no, no, you must have misunderstood......" Seeing that my face was fierce, the old man hurriedly waved his hand again and again, trying to explain to me.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and I looked at Hao Yang, who looked a little strange on the side, and couldn't help but be angry, and scolded sharply: "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?! If it weren't for you, the people of the town wouldn't have died of the disease, and my friend's life wouldn't have been in danger! ”

Seeing that I was furious, Li Zhisheng hurriedly grabbed me and said, "Don't worry, I don't know if this farmer is not a blood farmer." ”

"Who is he not? I found the bleeding cabbage in his basket before, isn't that enough to prove that it's him?! ”

"Oh, why don't you listen to others!" The old man seemed a little anxious, but for a moment he didn't know how to explain it to me, and when he saw that I was about to fight each other, he was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

Seeing this, I suddenly wondered in my heart, could it be that he was really not a blood farmer? Or is he trying to play some tricks?

Thinking about it, I tried my best to suppress my emotions, frowned and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, if you want to play any tricks, I will never spare you." As I spoke, I did not relax my vigilance, but looked at the old man in front of me more vigilantly, watching out for his every move.

I saw that the old man by the well looked around, and saw that there was no one around, and hurriedly beckoned to us: "It's not easy to talk here, if you have anything to say at home...... After saying that, he led us to a thatched hut next to us.

As soon as we entered the house, the smell of food came to our noses, and the three of us were already hungry because we had not eaten a grain of rice for a day.

"Things are really not what you think, you sit down first, and I'll explain to you slowly." After listening to this, I carefully looked at the old man standing in front of us, and saw that he looked normal and did not show any strange behavior, so I was a little relieved.

"Say it!" I sat down at a square wooden table in the room, slapped the spirit on the table, and stared at the old man. And Li Zhisheng and Hao Yang also sat down with me, and Hao Yang's face was already a little ugly at this time, and it seemed that he might get sick at any time.

The old man did not sit down, he stood in front of us, sighed, and said helplessly: "I am really not a blood farmer, I am also a victim...... I don't know why you're so interested in the Blood Farmer's business, but I really didn't hurt anyone......"

Speaking of this, the cloth curtain of the inner room was reached out, and at the same time, a woman's voice came: "Is there anyone from the house?" As she spoke, the middle-aged woman I had seen at the market came out of the house.

She was a little surprised when she saw me, and then said, "I remember you, aren't you the young man who asked me about the blood farmer?!" How did you end up here......"

At this time, I'm also a little confused, is this two husband and wife? But looking at the previous performance, it didn't look like a husband and wife at all......

I was puzzled, but when I saw her ask, I couldn't help but answer, so I had to say patiently: "Since we learned about the blood farmer from the two of you last time, we were very interested, so we decided to find out, but I didn't expect there to be such a deep secret here. ”

After listening to my explanation, the middle-aged woman's face suddenly became gloomy, I don't know if I said something wrong or what taboo I committed, her face sank, and without saying a word, she opened the curtain and turned around and went back to the house.

Li Zhisheng and I glanced at each other, completely confused, and he didn't seem to know what was going on, looking very dazed.

And the old man slowly lowered his head, put his hands behind his back, and sighed softly: "You don't know, I mentioned to you about her son's death before, and that is actually my son......"

"What?!" I was surprised.

"It's a long story, I used to be two people with her, but then we divorced because of some things, and our son was raised by her. I only lived alone, but for some reason I got together with her again, and when I was about to remarry, my son ......" as he spoke, and saw tears glint in the corners of his wrinkled eyes, but he quickly lifted his sleeves to wipe away the tears.

Listening, I was a little noncommittal, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty when I remembered that he was a blood farmer just now, but I didn't completely dispel my doubts about him, worried that he was deliberately acting for us.

"There's a question I don't know if I should ......ask," I whispered with some hesitation.

"Let's talk about it, there's nothing to ask and not to ask, after all, it was my wife who led you into this matter, and when it comes to responsibility, it should also be our responsibility."

"Then I'll tell you directly, does your son's death have anything to do with the blood farmer?"

The old man nodded slightly, pulled over a bench and sat against the wall. He lit a homemade grass cigarette, took a deep breath, and said: "This blood farmer was originally a rumor that spread during the famine in the early years, but everyone has only heard of it, and they have never seen what the real blood farmer is, but the older generation always likes to use these things to scare young people. If you don't work well, there will be a famine, and then there will be blood farmers who will come out to grow people......"

As he spoke, he took another deep puff on his cigarette and continued: "I was young at the time, and I often went to the city, so I didn't believe in these things at all, and even hated these things. At that time, some young people who had never been out of the village were frightened by this rumor, and many of them even fled to avoid the blood peasants and did not want to return, and finally all the young and middle-aged people in the village were gone. ”

"At the beginning, I didn't want to worry about this matter, but the village chief was very worried when he saw this situation, so he asked me to refute the rumors for everyone and tell everyone not to believe these rumors......"

Speaking of this, he groaned for a moment, and threw the burning cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and trampled it out. "It all started when I debunked the rumors for them...... At first, things went well, and most people were willing to believe me, but there was only one family that refused to believe that blood farmers didn't exist, no matter what I said. ”

"Later, I had several arguments with their family over this incident, and I almost got into ......"

Hearing this, I thought to myself, could it be that the real blood farmer is the family that this old man said? Just as he was thinking about it, Hao Yang beside him suddenly made a "gurgling" sound from his throat, as if something was surging in his body.

Hearing this, I hurriedly looked sideways, only to see his face as dead as ashes, staring in horror. Seeing this, I couldn't be patient to listen to the old man tell his story anymore, so I hurriedly asked, "Uncle, where is the family you just mentioned?!" Are they blood farmers?! ”

But the old man shook his head and said, "I don't know if they are, and I can't know anymore, because their family is dead......