Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Suspicion of Ancient Corpses

There were people in the village, and for a while, people were panicked, and everyone began to talk about why a few people died overnight! Except for Fang Zhong, a half-grown child, everyone else who came back together had already died violently at home, and their deaths were ugly, even their daughters-in-law didn't know when their husbands died, they only knew that they got up early in the morning and saw their shriveled bodies lying on the bed.

The next day, the village became lively, and the polling bureau sent someone to investigate the case, and after a forensic examination, the possibility of his murder was finally ruled out. Everyone can see that this kind of unnatural death is definitely not something that people can do! The people in the poll bureau were more or less exposed to this kind of strange thing, and at that time, it was normal for a murder case to occur in a remote mountain village, and they did not dare to jump to conclusions until the truth was found. Although they suspected that the ancient corpse had been buried on the ground for many years, there was not enough evidence to confirm it, so they had to park the bodies of several people for further investigation.

In the afternoon of the same day, led by Fang Zhong, dozens of villagers and personnel from the polling bureau rushed to the place where the ancient corpse was dug up to investigate. The people from the polling bureau went back and said that they would do further processing when the autopsy results came out in two days, and asked the villagers not to go out alone for the next few days.

This matter quickly spread in the village, and the scandal about the fraudulent corpse has become the topic that people are most concerned about after dinner. Everyone said that those people dug up an ancient corpse, desecrated the undead, and caused the corpse to mutate, so the blood of the whole body was sucked dry by the ancient corpse.

Whether the rumors are true or not, no one knows, Fang Zhong has been nesting in a small nest for the past two days, not daring to go out, he is sick, lying in the wall fort made of rubble for more than a day!

On this day, he felt a little better, but he was hungry and thirsty, so he hobbled up the mountain in search of water. What happened two days ago made the villagers reluctant to contact this child again, everyone thought that he brought bad luck, and thought that he was an ominous person, so no one would care about his life or death, let alone bring him food!

The mountain road is very difficult to walk, in normal times, when Fang Zhongjian is healthy, even if the mountain road is rugged and bumpy, he can climb to the highest peak in one breath, but now, he really doesn't have the strength to go down.

At noon, the scorching sun was baking the earth, and he was dizzy from the sun, he licked his chapped lips, grabbed the weeds on the hillside with one hand, and continued to climb up. He knew that there was a place where there was a grass that could be eaten, and that tasted better than any other weed. As for the weeds that spread all over the mountains, Fang Zhong didn't know their nature and didn't dare to try them, he had been poisoned by ingesting weeds by mistake and almost didn't die.

After a long time, he finally climbed to the mountainside, a flat place, and he lay down, his chest rising and falling violently. Looking at the dazzling light above his head, Fang Zhong closed his eyes weakly, he remembered his parents, why did other children have parents, but he didn't! Thinking about it, he was so sad that he wanted to cry, but he didn't cry, he knew that he was no longer a child, he had to grit his teeth like a man, persevere to the end, in order to survive, no matter how hard it was, he couldn't give up!

So Fang Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and continued to climb up the hillside. The more you climb, the steeper it became, and by accident, Fang Zhong actually grabbed the air with one hand and rolled down the hillside.

He tried to grab some weeds and stop his body from rolling, but he really didn't have the strength to support his body. In this way, Fang Zhong kept rolling down from the mountainside, with multiple abrasions on his body, and his arm also hit a stone, and he fainted from the pain!

When he woke up, it was already a little dark, Fang Zhong shook his head, a pain came from his arm, and he couldn't help but gasp. But at the moment, the headache has been reduced a lot, and I don't know if it is because of the arm injury that the headache is offset. Fang Zhong got up from the ground and saw that it was getting dark, so he wanted to go back to the village first, and cheekily went to ask his neighbor for a bowl of water to drink, but he didn't believe that the neighbor was really so ruthless, and he refused to give a bowl of water when he was thirsty to death!

Fang Zhong hadn't taken a few steps before he suddenly stopped, feeling as if something had been mixed under his feet. Looking down, Fang Zhong instantly froze on the spot, he wanted to run, but his legs seemed to be disobedient, and he couldn't pull out of that place. At his feet lay a corpse, seemingly freshly dead, his belly had been shaved open, and his intestines were flowing all over the ground, stretching several meters away, staining a large patch of grass red.

What shocked Fang Zhong even more was that this person was actually Chen Dazhuang, the captain of the production team. Fang Zhong clearly remembered that when he went out, he seemed to have seen Chen Dazhuang in the village, when he was standing at the entrance of the village with a few villagers to discuss things, and when he saw Fang Zhong, he didn't pay attention to it. Who would have thought that a middle-aged man who was alive and well a few hours ago would now be lying in the wilderness, and his death was still so terrifying!

After a long time, Fang Zhong reacted, and he ran to the village, wishing that he could fly. By the time he reached the entrance of the village, it was already completely dark, Fang Zhong did not hesitate and went straight to Chen Dazhuang's house. Seeing that Chen Dazhuang's daughter-in-law was busy preparing dinner, when he saw Fang Zhong coming, he had a straight face, and he didn't say hello, but wanted to close the door. Fang Zhong was in a hurry and rushed into the house, Chen Dazhuang's seven-year-old son was lying on the table practicing calligraphy, and when he saw Fang Zhong coming, he hurriedly put down his pen and walked over with a smile.

Chen Dazhuang's daughter-in-law hurriedly pulled the child aside, as if she was afraid that he would come into contact with Fang Zhong, an unknown person. Fang Zhong saw it in his eyes, and suddenly felt that his heart was cold! He sighed helplessly and told his daughter-in-law about Chen Dazhuang's accident. When Chen Dazhuang's daughter-in-law heard this, she immediately cried, and the cry made people feel sad for a while. After a long time, she stopped sobbing and asked Fang Zhong to take her to the scene to see. Fang Zhong knew that she wouldn't believe it if she didn't see her husband's body, so she had to promise her, and cheekily rubbed a meal at her house.

After dinner, Fang Zhong and Chen Dazhuang's daughter-in-law sent her son to a neighbor's house, and called a few young men in the village, and the group went up the mountain with torches.

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