At noon the next day, Sun Zhonggao took a man in his early thirties into the ruins that originally belonged to Zhao Yanhong's family.

"Section Chief Yang, you see, this house was originally the largest nail household in our village, we moved it with affection, knew it with reason, and patiently did ideological work, and yesterday it was finally done, so it was demolished overnight, hurrying and hurrying, and finally did not delay the task assigned by the superiors."

"Good job," a shallow smile appeared on Section Chief Yang's white face, "You're in such a hurry to let everyone move out, everyone's mood is still stable, right?" ”

"Stable of course!" Sun Zhonggao almost patted his chest, "Or I'll take you to visit, the renovation of the old city is a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people, everyone's mood is very high, very positive, many people say that they suffer a little loss, as long as the country develops well, ......"

Just when Sun Zhonggao's mouth was like a river of spittle, a faint voice suddenly came out, as if it came from the ground.

"Help!"

Both were stunned.

A moment later, another voice came, clearer: "Help! ”

Sun Zhonggao's face turned white, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he said with a forced smile: "Our village is arranging a program for the City Games in a few days." ”

He wiped his sweat with his hands, looked at Section Chief Yang and said: "It's all broken bricks and tiles here, or let's go to the office building to sit there, and the village has also prepared some local products, just for Section Chief Yang to bring them." ”

Section Chief Yang hesitated, thinking of the red envelope that was full of weight not long ago, and finally nodded under Sun Zhonggao's nervous gaze: "You have to find a good place to arrange the show, and there are leaders coming next time, don't disturb them." ”

"Don't worry, rest assured......" Sun Zhonggao let out a long sigh and promised without a word, "I will arrange for them to change places immediately, and ensure that they will not disturb the leader." ”

Section Chief Yang nodded and did not speak.

"Leader, come this way, come, go this way......" Sun Zhonggao quickly turned around and walked back with Section Chief Yang.

Not long after they disappeared, two large rollers drove up and worked hard above the rubble until they pressed the rubble tightly.

Then, the door opened, and a bald head who had made trouble in Zhao Hongyan's shop jumped down, listened to the movement on the ruins like flat ground for a while, and then nodded with satisfaction after a while, took out the phone to call, and after a few words, he jumped back on the steamroller and drove away with a bang.

Time passed slowly, and on the third night after this incident, a couple walked near the clearing, and the two of them kissed passionately in a place where the street lamp could not shine.

Just when the two of them couldn't help themselves and were out of breath, the woman suddenly grabbed the man's hand that reached into her shirt: "What sound?" ”

"Voice?" The man was stunned, "No." ”

He will come and kiss the woman again.

The woman tilted her head absentmindedly, and after a moment pushed him away a little: "There is a voice, you listen." ”

The man was reluctant to listen, and after a moment, he did hear the voice of Hihisoso.

"Rats," he said, sensing that the sound was coming from the ground of the clearing, "rats must be burrowing." ”

The woman didn't speak, the two were silent, listening to the voice underground getting clearer and closer, the two glanced at each other, held hands and walked slowly over there.

Just as they were about to reach the clearing, there was a bang, and a small hole suddenly broke in the clearing, and an arm suddenly stretched out from the hole.

It was an arm, and it was a bit like a hand bone, its five nails were gone, and even the tips of its fingers were bald, and blood mixed with dirt formed dark brown patches on the palm fingers, and Bai Sensen's bones were looming.

It stretched out so abruptly, like the gloomy claws of hell, that the woman's eyes rolled and she fainted without saying a word.

The man was no better, and sat on his knees with his legs limp, a large chunk of liquid between his legs.

Under his horrified gaze, the bone of the hand jerked and stole the ground, and with a forceful pull, pulled a body out of the dirt as it swerved down, and then, with the other hand, pulled a child out of the hole.

The man trembled even more, and an unconscious "gurgling" sound came out of his throat, and he could clearly see that the woman with a long head was only the upper half of her body.

Startled by his voice, the long-haired woman looked up—her pale face, bloodshot eyes and mouth—and she only cried out "Hell," and passed out as cleanly as his girlfriend.

"Ghosts?" The "female ghost" blinked a little suspiciously, reached out to touch her own face, and in the long hair that was raised, it showed that although she was emaciated and haggard, she still looked like Zhao Hongyan.

"Mom, you're fine, Mom......" Xiaohua, who was pulled out of the ground by Zhao Hongyan, spit out Zhao Hongfeng's fingers that were forced into her mouth, and cried loudly, "Don't ...... I don't want to suck your blood......"