Liu Tong stared at the piece of paper on the coffee table, silent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The paper wasn't taken back from the library. When they stumbled upon the notebook on the shelves in the library, they quickly photographed its contents with their phones. Now the words on this piece of paper were sorted out by Shi Yuan according to the photos in his mobile phone after he came back.

In that record book, Liu Tong saw her own name, the names of her two friends, and the name of her mother.

And her sister's name.

Liu Yi, female, 6 years old. Arrival time: 1732 March 2, 1996, Time of death: 1735 March 2, 1996, cause of death: drowning.

Pei Shuanghe, female, 50 years old, teacher. Arrival time: 1732 July 14, 2016, Time of death: 1737 July 14, 2016, Cause of death: drowning.

When he saw Liu Yi's record, Liu Tong felt dizzy. When she saw her mother's record, she trembled as if she had been struck by lightning.

In fact, her mother's name is not limited to this in the notebook. Twenty years ago, after Liu Yi died, she and Liu Tong's father also came here.

"My mom didn't commit suicide, she was," Liu muttered. At this point, she couldn't go on, she just felt like she was about to suffocate, and her chest felt like something was blocked, making her breath hard.

Early in the morning, An Fuqiang hurriedly summoned the members of the village committee and held an emergency meeting. Everyone soon arrived. Zhu Gennian held a cloth bag in his hand, sat down and quietly placed it on the ground at his feet. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little nervously left and right a few times, picked up the tea, and took a sip.

An Fuqiang didn't pay attention to Zhu Gennian's actions at all, and said loudly with a red face: "Colleagues, villagers, a great event is about to happen in our village!" Of course, this incident did not appear quietly and suddenly, as early as the beginning of the month, we provided a lot of convenience for the props team of the film company, everyone should understand my intentions, right? ”

Speaking of this, An Fuqiang paused for a moment, glanced at the crowd, and continued to himself: "That's right! This is the day I was waiting for! Soon, all the crew of the Three Watches Ghost Tomb will arrive in our village, including the popular stars Mi Xiaoling, Cui Xueyi and Liao Qingqing. Do you know what that means? ”

The people sitting there looked at each other with solemn faces, and then bowed their heads and remained silent. Uncle Yan sighed, his face was cloudy.

Everyone's expressions, An Fuqiang naturally saw it in his eyes, and the red light on his face dimmed. He frowned and said loudly, "Don't you think about the construction of our village? One by one, they all have sad faces, which is really unlucky. Forget it, I don't want to worry about you, I'll arrange the next work, you have to do it well. This time they came to our village to shoot a movie, which is a great opportunity for us to build a tourist village! Each of our families must actively cooperate to provide the best food and accommodation for the crew, and on this basis, we strive to leave traces of several stars, such as autographs, inscriptions, group photos, videos, etc., and then we will publicize it to the outside world and spread the reputation of our village."

An Fuqiang gushed endlessly, but everyone's expressions became more and more gloomy.

"What are your opinions? Say! An Fuqiang was originally speaking vigorously, and when he saw everyone's expressions, he immediately became angry.

There was no one to talk to, which made An Fuqiang even more annoyed.

"Nobody wants to speak? That's how you work? Since no one wants to take the initiative to speak, then I will name them. Deputy Zhu, you can say a few words. An Fuqiang pointed at Zhu Gennian and said loudly.

Zhu Gennian's brows immediately furrowed tightly. He was extremely disgusted with An Fuqiang's name for him, and he once raised his opinions, but An Fuqiang not only refused to change his name, but instead accentuated his tone every time he said this title. In Zhu Gennian's view, this is simply ironic and provocative.

"I don't have a problem with that." Zhu Gennian said with anger in his endurance.

"What about Uncle Yan? What's the idea? An Fuqiang turned to Uncle Yan again.

The old man sighed again, first silent for a few seconds, and then said as if he had made up his mind: "Our village has not tried to build a tourist village. Twenty years ago, it was a thriving place with a constant stream of visitors. ”

"Really?" An Fuqiang's eyes suddenly glowed. Before that, he didn't know about this history.

"Yes. At that time, not only many buildings were built here, but also hot springs, self-service orchards, music platforms and other amusement projects were developed, and hotels and resorts were also opened, and business was booming. ”

"And then?" An Fuqiang seemed to be fascinated by what he heard. Hearing what Uncle Yan said, he immediately thought of his plan now, and a mountain of gold seemed to appear in front of him.

An Fuqiang is a college student sent from above, and after graduating from a key university, he embarked on the road of a village official. Now only twenty-four years old, he is young, but he has his own ambitions. His plan was to use being a village official as a springboard to make some political achievements, get promoted and raise his salary, and embark on a broader road. Building a tourist village and helping the people of the village get rich is his first big plan.

"Later, overnight, everyone in that business circle disappeared out of thin air, and none of them remained." Uncle Yan's eyes dimmed.

"Disappear into thin air?"

"Yes. We still don't know why. So, listen to my advice, let's put down the matter of the tourist village first. ”

"What do you call that? Didn't you say you don't know why? So how can you be sure that the people disappeared because of the creation of the tourist village? An Fuqiang suddenly slapped the table and yelled loudly. Just heard the wonderful picture painted by Uncle Yan, he was still immersed in a beautiful imagination, and was suddenly pulled into the cold abyss by Uncle Yan, how could he accept it?

Uncle Yan had no intention of arguing with him, and when he saw An Fuqiang angry, he stopped talking.

"You guys are a big group of people, and you can't come up with a good idea? There are a lot of big and small things in our village, do you have to deal with them all by myself? ”

An Fuqiang was furious and glared at everyone, but still did not get a response.

"Good, good. I'll give you a chance to express your opinions, and if you don't send them, then I'll take care of it with all my powers. It is imperative to build a tourist village, and this first step is to entertain the crew of the three ghost tombs who are about to arrive. The exact number of people is currently unknown, but it is definitely much larger than the number of members of the props team last time, and the few rooms of the village committee prepared for them last time are definitely not enough, so how do we deal with the problem of accommodation? So, what do you think of all of us gathering together and making a few more rooms and some mattresses to put on the floor for them to live in? ”

An Fuqiang didn't notice that Zhu Gennian had secretly taken the cloth bag on the ground in his hand, and his right hand was holding something tightly, and his entire right arm was trembling faintly. To be continued.

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