The day after the funeral, Chang Laofu woke up early in the morning and picked up his hoe as usual and prepared to work in the field.

For a period of time after Chang was locked up, Chang Laofu was in a state of mental breakdown, and he couldn't figure out why his son just didn't listen to his advice and had to run outside the village.

What he couldn't understand even more was that Sister Hua had cured Chang Suo's illness, but at this time she had relapsed.

Chang Laofu often sees Sister Hua's eyes, those gentle and amiable eyes, and those smart eyes in her dreams during this period of time.

In the dream, the pair of eyes are still bright, and they still make people feel very warm.

But the end of the dream was very bad, and the dark eyes always fell into the dust at the end, and disappeared like pearls of dust, leaving only two gurgling and bleeding holes in the pale face.

Every time he dreamed of this, Chang Lao Fu would wake up with a shout.

He was very scared, especially when he thought of Sister Hua inadvertently glancing at him and smiling on his face before she died.

The smile looked so horrible, so miserable, so terrifying to him.

It's not that Chang Laofu didn't want to go over to save Sister Hua, but at the last moment, he was scared and afraid.

He was afraid that the villagers would say that he had also contracted the virus, so much so that he was burned to death in a haystack.

Every time Chang Lao Fu woke up, he felt deep remorse.

And his wife, Aunt Sun, looked at her wife with a sad face, not knowing what to say.

It's not that she didn't want to save Sister Hua, but she was completely in the grief of her son's death at that time, and completely forgot that Sister Hua had saved her son.

Even in a trance, she thought that Sister Hua was the biggest culprit.

Maybe it was Sister Hua who killed her son.

So she didn't go to save Sister Hua, even at the last moment, when she saw the contemptuous disdain in Sister Hua's eyes, she only felt fear in her heart.

Or, there is a certain reason for this, she is also afraid that she will be burned to death by the villagers!

Anyway, at that moment, in that kind of atmosphere, he and she both lost their hearts.

Chang Lao Fu picked up the hoe and sighed slightly, he was so tired of living these days, he even faintly felt that he wanted to die, life was boring, it was better to die.

It's just that the cowardice in his bones makes him dare not die.

And there seems to be a voice in the darkness telling him, you can't die, you have to watch, watch how the people in this village die one by one.

Even last night, that voice appeared again, and it came from the door of his house, and even slapped the door of his house, as if to remind him, you can't die, you have to watch how these people die.

Thinking of this, Chang Laofu felt very tired and helpless. He shook his head, sighed heavily, pulled open the deadbolt of his house, and stepped out.

Hey? When you take this step, how can you step on the feeling of flesh instead of the ground?

Chang Lao Fu lowered his head, and was shocked to find a person rushing in front of his door.

Which drunkard got too drunk and came to my door and lay on his stomach? Looking at this dress, why does he look so much like the old village chief?

At this moment, Chang Laofu didn't realize that something was wrong, he reached out and pulled the man's shoulder, and suddenly his face was as frightened as dust, and he shouted out with an "ah", and the hoe in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. His whole body fell to the ground.

Aunt Sun was hiding in the back room at this time, secretly sewing a shroud.

Her son died, but she didn't even hold a funeral, and she really felt a little indebted to her son.

White-haired people send black-haired people, what could be more miserable in this world?

She sewed the shroud silently, wanting to do her best to compensate her son, even if she secretly burned it to him over there!

At this moment, she heard Chang Laofu's shout, her fingers moved slightly, the tip of the needle pierced into her fingers, and a drop of blood fell on the white shroud, making her mood impetuous.

"What's wrong?"

Aunt Sun shouted.

There was no reply from outside.

"Old? What's wrong? ”

Aunt Sun asked again.

Still no reply.

"This dead old man doesn't stop all day long."

Aunt Sun muttered, put down the needle and thread in her hand, lifted the curtain of the inner room and walked out.

She saw her wife sitting on the ground with a pale face, her legs trembling uncontrollably, a puddle of water stains on the ground soaking his crotch, and an unpleasant fishy smell came, which made her can't help but faintly gause.

If it were in normal times, Chang Lao Fu would definitely be scolded by her.

But the recent period is an extraordinary time, and Aunt Sun also knows that strange things are frequent, but she didn't expect that it would be her family's turn so soon.

Because she was shocked to find that on the door panel of her house, two eye-catching bloody handprints were printed on it.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

Aunt Sun's repeated long shouts, hysterical roars, fear, and screams with fear to the extreme, shook Chang Lao's body more and more violently.

Looking along the scarlet handprint, a person at the door was lying on his back on the bluestone slab in front of his house, or rather, a body lying on the ground, his abdomen and chest cavity were completely hollow, the flesh skin on the surface had been torn apart, the rolled flesh skin was full of clotted blood clots, and the obviously torn flesh skin looked so chilling, his eyes were also hollow, and the two eyeballs had long been gone, leaving only two dark holes.

Because he was pulled over by Chang Lao, he left a puddle of internal organs mixed with black blood on the ground......

It turned out that someone really knocked on the door last night, not my dream!

After a long time, Chang Lao got up from the ground, looked at Aunt Sun who was still screaming, endured the nausea in his heart, walked forward towards the corpse, slowly squatted down, and then picked up the pool of internal organs with both hands and put it back into the empty body of the corpse.

This is the first time in Chang Laofu's life that he has been so bold, the first time he has been so responsible, and the first time he has been such a man!

Because he is a man, men always have to be a little more courageous than women.

After Chang Laofu slowly cleaned up the internal organs, he washed his hands carefully, then found a broken mat in his house, dragged the corpse to the mat, and then dragged it forward like this, until he reached the pile of hay ashes that still remained at the entrance of the village, and squatted down and cried bitterly.

The villagers who passed by saw this terrifying scene, and hundreds of families flocked to the lawn at the entrance of the village, and people were afraid and at the same time knew a frightening news.

The old village chief, dead! R1148