Chapter 217: A Village of Souls

From the first step into the village, the scene has changed, the abandoned village seems to have returned to fifteen years ago, the dirt road in the village is constantly filled with children playing, a few women in their own national costumes pulling their household routines in the shade of the trees, some men shirtless, carrying fishing nets and not knowing what they are busy with. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Creech was obsessed with looking, and kept pointing to a person who was introducing, and we had just walked for five minutes when we saw a middle-aged man walking towards us with his hands behind his back and smiling, and behind him, there were more than a dozen young men, one of whom was very similar to Creech.

When Creech saw this middle-aged man, he quickly knelt down, kowtowed while crying, and muttered words that he couldn't understand, and Wu Yue translated in a trembling whisper.

"Grandpa said, the old village chief...... The old village chief is here......"

"The old village chief?"

I looked at the middle-aged man, who seemed to be in his forties, dressed in a cheap suit, but with an old-fashioned coarse cloth trousers, and washed white liberation sneakers underneath.

The man walked towards us, but he didn't seem to see us, and as he passed us, he turned and shouted to a dozen young men behind him.

"Hurry up, the young man is not as good as me, an old man, hurry up and see the fish pond, if this batch of fish is sold, you dolls will have the capital to marry a daughter-in-law!"

After that, the lads who followed laughed and joked with each other, and the young Creech said in the back.

"Uncle, you're not old, you're only forty-three years old, when the fish is sold for money, I'll marry you too, hehe......"

The crowd laughed again.

The old village chief led everyone away from the fork in the road beside us, they laughed with each other, and I asked Wu Yue to ask Creech, where are they going?

Creech didn't speak, but followed the men, his eyes calm, as if he had returned to the old days.

"What should I do?"

Mo Yu asked in a low voice, I thought about it for a while, and decided to follow along, anyway, I came here to find zombies, and there was no specific place.

The people followed the old village chief, and walked for ten minutes from the fork in the road, and came to a small river, the river was quiet, and when we arrived, the old village chief and the old village chief had already gone down the river in a boat, and Creech was about to follow, and was awakened by a slap from the wolf's teeth.

We stood by the river and watched, and when the old village chief and the others were almost in the center of the river, suddenly the sky changed instantly, and the dark clouds had obscured the scorching sun, and we saw that a storm was coming.

I saw that the people in the middle of the river were a little panicked, and the old village chief seemed to be shouting hard, and after another three minutes, the first drop of rain fell and hit my nose, and I touched it with my hand, and it was cool, and then, drop after drop, the rain began to fall.

The boats in the river began to shake, and they seemed to have turned around and rowed back!

At this moment, a fierce wind blew, and the big wave rolled up, blowing the old village chief from the front, and he struggled desperately in the river, shouting desperately!

Unfortunately, the boats passed by him, and the men, as if they could not see him, were eager to row back to the shore and flee for their lives, and the last was the young Creech, who was rowing with another young man, and Creech pointed to the old village chief and said something, and then he stretched out the oars.

The old chief felt the handle of the oar and put it on the side of the boat, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief and thought that he had been given a new life, another young man in the boat slammed the old chief's palm with his oar, and he cursed Creech angrily, and then ...... Double-click......

The old chief's palm was smashed, he begged, he cursed, and soon he fell back into the water, and only two splashes in the water left a bunch of blisters.

Creech cried and shouted, and he knelt on the boat and begged for another person, but unfortunately, this person seemed to ignore it, and just rowed desperately.

Soon, they rowed to the shore, at this time, the shore was already crowded with people, these people pointed at the old village chief who fell into the water in the river, but no one offered to save him, in their eyes, only the safety of their own families!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and our bodies were already drenched, and I wiped the water from my eyes, and the lake had calmed down again, and the villagers, who had completely abandoned the old village chief, were the only young Creech on the bank of the river who was still kneeling and crying.

"Let's go!"

I said a word, turned around and walked towards the village, Mo Yu's body was too weak to withstand the rain.

The strange thing is that after we arrived at the village, there was a big sun hanging in the sky, it seemed to be just a dream just now, but our bodies were still hung with water stains, Mo Yu looked at the sun and muttered to himself.

"In the past, I didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, but then I saw zombies and ghosts during tomb robbing, and I began to believe it, and when I saw all this today, I found that there are too many things in our world that have not been discovered, and it seems that it can't be called ghosts anymore, this place is simply a fantasy!"

I hummed, yes, everything is so real here, insects and dogs barking, birds singing and flowers, everything is absolutely the same as the real thing! If we hadn't known what was going on here, we would have gone crazy by now.

"Xiaohua, stop playing, come and eat!"

A woman's voice brought my thoughts back to reality, and a girl in front of us mumbled loudly, and then ran towards the woman, and we followed, her house next to it, and the courtyard door was open.

Our group walked to their yard, there was a wooden table in the middle of the yard, the girl and her parents began to eat, Creech excitedly shouted something to the man, and Wu Yue whispered to us to translate.

"Grandpa knows this man, his name is An Lize, and he smashed the old village chief's hands."

Wu Yue was translating, when he saw that Creech had already punched over, his fist passed through An Lize's head, and then, Creech kicked at the dining table again, and the result was the same, he couldn't kick the table at all.

Mo Yu looked at me in surprise, and I explained with a wry smile.

"It's all fake, and I don't know if it's a fantasy or a fantasy, but let's wait and see."

If it weren't for the houses and fresh flowers, I would have thought of these villagers as ghosts, but everything here is like a deliberate prop, the houses are very new, the birds are singing, this is not at all what I imagined, and in my mind, this place must at least be in a dilapidated state now.

Creech tossed for a while, and after finding that it was useless, he squatted on the ground and cursed and cried, and I asked Wu Yue to persuade him.

After leaving the house, the sun outside quickly set, and the darkness did not last long, and it was dawn again. We were in our astonishment when we saw an unkempt man running towards us, and upon closer inspection, it was young Creech, barefoot, scolding and crying as he ran.

Then, a lot of people came out to see the excitement, and a few villagers beat him, and then, it was dark again.

It's like a movie, and we, the outsiders who break in, quietly watch from the sidelines.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mo Yu asked, and I was about to answer, Creech cried a few times, and Wu Yue whispered.

"Grandpa said that this is the old village chief who is coming to take revenge."

We didn't speak, and I remembered what Mo Yu had told me before, that after seven days here, they would all die. Now it seems that these visions are repeating the seven days before they died.

Night and day change quickly, and the seventh day is fast approaching. (To be continued.) )