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"How many people are in the car?"

Xiao An continued to ask, and the middle-aged man spread his hands,

"They say that the glass is blocked, and I only see those two guys, and both of them are very well dressed, so I can't really answer your question. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Xiao An paused, in this way, the general van is three rows of nine seats, and the corpses are placed in the back, so there may be about five living people in the car, but two corpses, Mu Zisheng has also calculated, so it is almost certain that there are people, but this does not have much effect.

"Did you go to see the corpses?"

Xiao An took out another cigarette, this is the third cigarette here, the middle-aged man had a general expression, and said slowly,

"No, to be honest, I'm also a person who likes to join in the fun, but there are indeed too many people who have died recently, and it's not where it is on this Phoenix Wing Street."

The middle-aged man said and looked around, especially at the entrance of the alley, there was some complexity in his eyes, and there might be a slight coolness in his back, and then continued,

"So now I'm more afraid of the dead than I really see a ghost, so I didn't go to visit the corpse, especially these nights when the dog barks too much, and occasionally there is a sound of a night cat, and I am a little timid when I open the door in the daytime, but for the sake of life, this is the only way, if there are dead people, I really close the door, find a new façade, or simply stop doing business."

Xiao An secretly laughed in his heart, although the middle-aged man in front of him said that he was a lot of strong and burly, but his physique was still a little broad, and he became like this when he encountered a little dog and cat, but there was no change on the surface.

People are sensitive animals, and some people who are too nervous will turn blue with fright when they talk about ghosts and gods, and a big man is indeed a little contemptible. But then again, the vast majority of people have a fear of death, not that ghosts are scary, but that people are afraid of death, and this desire for life gradually becomes stronger with age, so there is a saying called the instinct to survive.

The same is true of the middle-aged man in front of him, how strong a personality sometimes becomes very insignificant in the face of death, so sometimes only after experiencing death do you know the preciousness of life, only to know what national righteousness is very humble in the face of death, but there are also many people who sacrifice for national righteousness, those people will go down in history, in front of ordinary people only have the selfish desire to live for themselves, which can be said to be selfish.

Xiao An looked at the middle-aged man's expression, and the green smoke slowly drifted in front of his eyes,

"Thank you for your answer, don't disturb your business, I'm going to go in again today."

After Xiao An finished speaking, his eyes turned to the depths of the alley, and he didn't see anything, and the old walls mottled with moss in the alley, the dead branches and miscellaneous leaves had already surfaced in his mind, he still couldn't help swallowing his saliva, he still had some resistance in his heart, but out of the heart of the righteous police, this resistance was still suppressed.

When the middle-aged man heard that he was still in, he could only shake his head and sigh, with a somewhat regretful expression.

"Then I'm busy, I'll see you later!"

Xiao An threw the cigarette butt on the ground, then put his hands in his pockets, and walked in heroically, at this time, a cool breeze came, blowing Xiao An's messy hair, the wind blew his eyes, and the middle-aged man was dumbfounded, this is the kind of person in the country who is willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of national righteousness, and his whole body exudes a shocking atmosphere.

Look again, Xiao An has disappeared into the street, the middle-aged man also set up the fruit, he can't afford to sell, because there is not even a person, to put it more desolately, even the ghost shadow can't be found, he looks at the phone boringly, and looks up at the alley from time to time, he is the only one.

The alley is still the same as before, although there are not many houses in the alley, but it is still very big for Xiao An, Xiao An stood in the middle of the alley, gently closing his eyes, as if the houses in the entire Fengyi Street were all in his mind.

First the red-painted beams and columns, then the gray-blue tiles, one after the other, overlapping, the alley is a harmonious scene.

There were boys with a small tuft of hair in the middle of the lanterns, and there were also virgins with two little red pigtails, they played in the alley, the dog fell asleep peacefully in the alley, and from time to time looked back at the crowd behind, there was the sound of the old man telling stories, and the sound of the wind blowing the green tiles.

Time slowly changes, those boys and girls grow up slowly, get old, the times are constantly changing, among which there has been a breeze, drizzle, sunset, snow, to the Republic of China period, it is a literary and artistic young man wearing glasses walking in this alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a white and blue cheongsam The beauty is slowly moving away, the alley is quiet and rich in literary atmosphere.

Again, the old walls were full of mottling, cobwebs were slowly condensing, there were some old, weak, sick and disabled old people in it, or scavengers covered in tatters, and finally there was no one left, empty, and frighteningly empty.

Xiao An slowly opened his eyes, he didn't know why he started to remember from the prosperous period, maybe there was prosperity and peace here, this place used to be very lively and beautiful, so that the later times have changed, everything has changed, and it has fallen into a desolate and lonely alley.

The change of the times is helpless, and no one knows how it has declined to such a point, maybe the former Z County is a prosperous town, and the people in it live happily, and then time flows, everyone has changed, and the former can not go back, the only historical evidence left may be the seriousness of the feudal superstition of the people here, and everything else has disappeared, and people have become unkind.

Xiao An let out a long breath, he didn't know what had happened here, but maybe someone knew, and what was the effect of knowing the change, he was just a historical passerby, but Xiao An especially wanted to know the reason for the decline of this place at the moment, he wanted to check the history of Z County, and see how it was in the past, because there are too many cultures left here that I don't know now, so maybe some of these problems will be solved if I figure them out.

The essay also mentioned that Qi Village belongs to Z County, and now search, the village of Qi Village is completely out of the record, this village that is not known to the world, where is it, and whether this village has really disappeared, these Xiao An have to go alone to find out, he decided to find an Internet café after going back, and then carefully sort out the essay, find this village from the essay, and then get the identity information of the yellow robe.