What the hell is going on? Where have all the villagers gone?

Just when I was at a loss, I suddenly noticed a figure dangling in front of me.

I rushed up and found it was a girl.

Whether it is dress or temperament, it shows that she is undoubtedly from the city. A stubborn little face, her expression is very entangled, and it can be seen that she seems to be doing some kind of ideological battle, but she still can't hide her beauty.

I quickly recognized her, this is Tang Yiyi, the granddaughter of Tang Er's grandmother. However, Tang Er's grandmother moved to the city when she was a few years old, and Tang Yiyi hasn't come back for a long time.

Why did she come back at this time?

"Don't ...... You can't ......," Tang Yiyi muttered softly.

"Yiyi, wake up, wake up." I swooped up and pressed Tang Yiyi to the shore.

She finally opened her eyes, and the moment she saw me, she cried out loud: "Brother Yang, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!" ”

"Yiyi, don't cry, what's going on?" I asked hurriedly.

Tang Yiyi cried even more: "There are Yin soldiers coming, Yin soldiers coming out of the ground!" ”

Airplanes!

My mind is in a mess, Yin Soldier? Where did the Yin soldiers come from?

"You're lying." I looked at her%3a "Where in the world is there a Yin soldier." ”

"I didn't lie to you." Tang Yiyi was anxious: "Brother Yang, it's really a Yin soldier, I saw it, they were at their feet, in the dirt under their feet, and after they jumped out, they caught the villagers underground." ”

"Nonsense." I was anxious: "You have your eyes closed, how can you see the Yin Soldier?" ”

"It's because you close your eyes that you can see." Tang Yiyi said.

I was speechless.

"Why weren't you captured?" I asked.

She hesitated for a moment, then took out a gold cake from her pocket: "My grandmother died, and she gave me a suicide note before she died." The contents of the suicide note are written in small seals. I translated it to the curator of a museum, and the curator said that my grandmother had left me an amulet at the well in my hometown, and I turned it out of the well. ”

"I think maybe this amulet is working."

I hurriedly brought the gold cake over, and with this excellent professional plain, I immediately judged that this gold cake was actually the currency of the Warring States period, called "Yingzhan".

This golden cake is the size of a palm, with the four corners missing, as if it was knocked down from a whole piece of "Yingzhan". The corners have been polished smooth, and it looks like it's been some years. And the four golden ancient characters on it are quite clear.

It was the "golden character" of the Warring States period, and I didn't study this aspect very deeply, and I could barely identify the four men of the "Queen's Right Wine". As for the specific meaning, I don't know.

How can this thing keep Tang Yiyi alive, it seems to be a treasure. I handed Ying Zhan to Tang Yiyi and asked her to put this thing away.

Tang Yiyi put Yingzhan away in despair, and looked at the Yellow River with blank eyes: "Brother Yang, let's call the police." The whole village died. ”

"Call the police?" These two words set off a wave in my heart, if I really called the police, my grandfather would be finished. What's more, even if we call the police, the police will not believe it, and when the time comes, we will be deducted a hat of "cow ghost and snake god", and there will be no place to cry.

I comforted Tang Yiyi a few words, and her feelings finally improved. Ask me what I'm going to do next.

The village can't continue to stay, I'm going to find my grandfather, no matter what, I must find him, and ask him to give me an explanation in person, I always feel that the Yin soldiers have something to do with grandpa, and the so-called "**".

I vaguely felt that grandpa must have a bitterness that could not be said in doing this. It must have something to do with a series of strange things I encountered before, such as the word "**" composed of dead fish in the river.

But before I left, I had to go back to the village and dig up the things under the stone mills. That's definitely a very important clue.

I asked Tang Yiyi what she planned next, and Tang Yiyi said that her grandmother, who was dependent on each other, died, and the villagers were "missing". She hasn't found a job yet, and she's going to go with me to find her grandfather, and she must ask for a good question.

I nodded.

When I returned to the village, I immediately found a crowbar and a shovel, pried the stone grinder open, and began to dig into the ground.

I dug down about three meters or so, and I found something underneath. It was a large iron box, locked with a large bronze lock. After prying it open with a crowbar, a flat square object appeared in front of me.

The thing was black and moldy, but it could be seen that its body was yellow. I carefully took it out, and it seemed to be a little soft and delicate.

What is this?

I looked closely and found an overlapping opening, so I slowly tore off the black and yellow layer on the outside.

What I didn't expect was that the black and yellow skin was wrapped in a worn-out fragment. The book cover has long been yellow and worn, and it has been around for a long time.

As I looked closely at the fragment, Yiyi suddenly tugged at my arm, and I turned my head to see that she was pale and her expression was full of fear.

"What's wrong?" I asked her worriedly.

"This ...... This is human skin. Yiyi pointed to the black and yellow things I had thrown on the ground.

"Human skin?" My scalp tingled: "How is that possible? ”

Tang Yiyi simply threw the thing into the puddle next to it, and slowly, the constricted layer of skin gradually stretched out. And as the skin stretched, I could clearly see the blood vessels and green tendons on the skin, showing it little by little.

Skinned books? I was a little afraid to throw the book on the floor, it was disgusting.

And I have some doubts that this human skin is the human skin of the second master.

I saw Tang Yiyi's frightened little face turned pale, and she was dragging the corner of my clothes, knowing that it was my fear that drove his fear, so I mustered up the courage to pat her on the shoulder and said It's okay, maybe it's pigskin.

I graciously picked up the book again and made a brief identification. The words written in the four small seals are quite clear: "Ancient Yitian Book".

What is the meaning of Gu Yi, I don't understand, but the two words of the Book of Heaven have calmed me, Book of Heaven? What is this concept?

When I turned the first page, I was extremely disappointed, because the text was written in Jinwen, and I was blind to Jinwen, and I only vaguely recognized the word "Panmen".

It doesn't matter if he has a door or a window, let's leave the village first. This village is so weird, I'm worried that Tang Yiyi will be scared.

I ran back and took a look at the wooden figure that had been made by my grandfather, and my sadness came up again. To be honest, I can't bear it. But what if you can't bear it? I gritted my teeth and put the wooden man into the pit that I had just thrown and buried it.

Just as I was packing my luggage, Tang Yiyi, who had been watching the wind at the door, suddenly ran in: "Brother Yang, someone is coming." ”

"Oh?" It's only about four o'clock in the morning, and people on both sides of the river are still asleep, so how can outsiders come?

I ran to the door to look inexplicably, and sure enough, I found a few people sneakily swimming around at the entrance of the village.

[Author's digression]: Thank you for your collection