This story is actually not complicated.

Although this year's rainfall is less than in the past, but in the village where the three Jiang brothers are located, there has really been a drought that has not been encountered for decades, fortunately, the drought came later, and it did not have a too serious impact on the crops, but if you have to calculate it carefully, it has really not rained in the past three or four months.

In this era, the productivity has been considerable, people's awareness and means of drought prevention and drought resistance are unprecedentedly good, even if it does not rain for a few months, it will not make the situation of no harvest of particles, but there is a little bit of a headache for a cadre represented by the three brothers of the Jiang family, I don't know when it started, more and more people began to discuss, saying that it has not rained for a few months, is it a "drought"?

Most people think that "Drought Fish" is a kind of ghost, but to be precise, "Drought Fish" should be regarded as a variant of zombies, it is said that the level of this kind of thing is higher than the level of black and white zombies, and the ability is much stronger than ordinary zombies. If the suspicions of the three brothers of the Jiang family are true, then this matter may be really a bit tricky.

As we all know, there are eighteen kinds of zombies, the most common is black and white, people say that after the formation of zombies, they will grow fine fluff on their bodies, most of them are white-haired, followed by black-haired people, the level and ability of this kind of thing are not very strong, it is very troublesome to encounter at night, but it is very easy to deal with during the day. I heard that in the past, in the old forests of Changbai Mountain, you could meet one or two such ones every ten years, and an old brother once told me that in the past, there were always black and white fierce people who took advantage of the dark night to touch and suck the blood of cattle and sheep, and since the early days of liberation, there were hundreds of livestock that were victimized.

At the beginning, everyone didn't know who did this kind of thing, so there were many discussions, some said it was a black blind man, some said that it was a leopard from the mountain, but it was a big monkey with white hair that was caught in the pit at night, and everyone saw it, I don't know what this thing is, it is rumored that this may be the mountain savage who is said to be miraculous, and there is a rich imagination, and it is rumored that the muscles and flesh of this thing can cure disease and prolong life, after several discussions, the villagers who captured it actually set up a cauldron to put the "white-haired savage" Divide and eat, that night, corpses were everywhere, and more than 30 people died in one breath.

After the death, the body was swollen and green, the eyes were black and purple, there were spots on the outside of the body, and there were obvious signs of poisoning.

Later, a carpenter from another place came over, and when he heard about it by chance, after careful identification, he concluded that the white-haired savage who was caught was not a strange creature, but an old zongzi who ran out of the mountains.

In fact, such a thing is not a rare thing, in the records of the ancients about savage snowmen, many cases can see the suspicion of zombies, however, there are some things, if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's not easy to say, and there is no need to chirp a few words.

The three brothers of the Jiang family, plus the ghost and me, the six of them lay on the long-distance bus and chatted about some strange things on their side, I don't know if I was a little sensitive, I always felt that the words of those people seemed to deliberately induce us to talk about the body of the creature called "Drought Fish", I sat next to the ghost, the ghost leaned against the window, Xiao Nizi looked out happily facing the window, and I, listening to it, fell asleep.

In fact, I had a stubborn ailment that I had been haunting for years: motion sickness.

Other people get motion sickness, they can't stand the car shaking there vigorously, and I'm different from them, I can't stand the smell of gasoline, even if it's a little gasoline smell for me to encounter, it will make me nauseous for a long time, so, when I go out, I prefer trains and planes like transportation, no matter how difficult, cycling and walking are also good, but this long-distance bus makes me the most uncomfortable.

However, people have bought all the tickets, and I can't get a privilege because of this, so I can only wrap my clothes and turn my head sideways when I think of this.

After sleeping for most of the day, and eating a little bit of the cake that the ghost had brought, we finally arrived at the station when I was about to lose it anymore.

As soon as I got off the bus and walked out of the station, I saw the boss of the Jiang family holding a Nokia there to greet people over, and waited at the door for a while, a blue open-top agricultural tricycle came with a long tail note, driven by a middle-aged man with a dark face, in his thirties, looking cunning and optimistic, I covered my stomach and glanced at it, and before I saw my face, I saw a row of white Sensen's big teeth shining in the afterglow of the sunset

The boss of the Jiang family called the man over and introduced us to it, not surprisingly, this thing is a father-son relationship with the boss of the Jiang family, after a brief hello, we jumped into the car, and then, as if going to cut in line, swayed to the village involved.

It was a two-hour drive from the bus station to their village, and from that point of view, the farm tricycle must have been waiting here for a long time.

Sitting in the car, blown by the cold wind, I was about to die of confusion I finally came back to life, along the way, the surrounding scenery is constantly changing, from the small buildings of high and low, to the uniform national highway, and then to the fertile North China Plain, and then climb a small embankment, and when it is almost dark, I see that the little fluorescence in several villages near and far around and a big river lying between the embankments in the moonlight is as bright as a mirror but has the strength to lie weakly.

This year, there has indeed been a drought, the river has been seriously shrunk, look at the distance between the two banks of the embankment, normally speaking, the width of the river is hundreds of meters, but now, the depth and shallowness are counted, the widest place can not reach 20 meters, and, from the surrounding topography, the water surface in some places may only be as deep as the foot surface.

"Is this often the case here?" Sitting in the car, swaying with the undulating terrain, Uncle Lin frowned and asked the boss of the Jiang family who was chattering on the side. Uncle Lin has said that this place is his hometown, and asking such a question now is enough to prove that this old man has not been back for many years