Fang Yun trembled every step she took, as if she was about to fall, her tears never stopped, as if what happened not long ago was just like yesterday.

"Mom, Dad!"

Fang Yun opened the door.

A swarm of rats burst out the door.

On the bed, on the ground, there were two white bones!

Dabin was frightened enough, "What's the matter?" Master, what are we doing here?"

I asked Fang Yun to step back, "Don't go over, come out! there's nothing in there!"

"Mom, Dad!"

Fang Yun still screamed.

But the bones on the ground made her unable to tell which bones belonged to her father and which belonged to her mother!

I helped her out the door and closed it again.

Dabin frowned, turned on the faucet in the yard, took some water, and brought it to the big black dog.

The big black dog looked at us with his eyes and grinned as if he was about to die.

It seems that there are no survivors here, and Fang Yun has really become the only survivor.

In the afternoon, we had gone around the existence for about a moment, silently, and the most we saw were rats and crows.

It's always been disgusting, it's a no-brainer, but it does make me a little angry. What kind of mistake was made that the whole village was wiped out?

I looked at Fang Yun, "Where did you see that fortune teller you said?"

Fang Yun nodded, and led us up to Shangliang, under the only two big trees, "That's right there!"

I walked over, there was no fortune teller for a long time, and it seemed that I was slowly answering this matter step by step.

"Boom".

I looked around, "What's the sound?"

"It's a new factory opened!"

Fang Yun said.

"The village is gone, but the factory can still be open?" I asked.

"It's just, it's strange, it stands to reason that the factory should have stopped a long time ago, don't the people in the factory know that there are dead people?" Dabin also said.

"It seems that the first thing we have to go to is this factory, and let's see if there is anything wrong with the factory!" I said.

"So what are you waiting for?

Dabin said and kept moving forward.

Fang Yun and I followed slowly.

The factory is located on the side of the mountain, just below a peak, in the middle of the double beam. At first glance, it seems to be surrounded by mountains, as if it is embraced, and it is tightly hugged to the factory.

"The feng shui of this factory is good!" Dabin sighed.

I looked at him strangely, "What? You know Feng Shui too?"

Dabin smiled, "Master, you look at the factory, surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by lush greenery, needless to say, feng shui is the best!"

I smiled, "You may be right!"

Dabin frowned, "What do you mean, Master, what is maybe?"

"The problem is that this is a mountain, and the factory is in the middle of the mountain! Moreover, the factory is very high, the feng shui is unfavorable, and the surrounding greenery is verdant, and it is indeed a shady place. I frowned.

"What do you mean?" Dabin asked.

"Actually, the location of that factory is the location of the ancestral grave of our village!" Fang Yun said suddenly.

Dabin just retracted what he had just said.

I also smiled, "This factory is not simple!

I remember that last time I encountered a factory-like incident with Cheng Qiang, and it was also because the corpse did not meet the due courtesy!

But today too, no, it is not a factory that will take revenge, but an entire village!

When we got to the factory gate, an old man at the gate looked at us, "Who are you?"

"We want to go to your factory to find out!" Dabin said directly.

The old man at the door put his hands behind his back, "What do you know? What is there to know? The equipment of this factory is not a secret, what is produced is public, what do you have to know?"

I hurriedly said, "Hello, uncle, I just want to ask, why is this village empty?"

The old man laughed, "The village?" he pointed in one direction.

I nodded, "yes, that's the place!"

"The people of that village are too greedy!" the old man shook his head.

"Uncle, can we go to your concierge and rest for a while?" we asked.

"Come in, come in!"

After entering, the uncle poured us a glass of water in a disposable paper cup.

"Uncle, what did you just say that the people in the village are too greedy?" I asked again.

The uncle looked us up and down, "Look at you, you're not locals!"

"Haha, uncle has good eyesight, not locals, we are tea merchants, we came to see the tea, but I didn't expect to meet no one!"

"Then let's choose another place! There shouldn't be anyone here to help you pick tea!" said the old man.

"Uncle, what do you mean by greed?" Dabin asked again.

"To be honest, this field has not been built for a long time, and it has only been officially put into production. You know, how many bones of this village are buried under this factory, isn't it a little strange that the village that has been hundreds of years old has disappeared like this?" said the old man.

"What's so strange about this, uncle?" I asked.

Uncle estimates that he usually doesn't have much to do, and when he meets someone he can talk to, he will talk to us casually.

"I also heard that when the factory director built the factory, the village chief brought people to the factory to make trouble, saying that he had occupied people's feng shui treasures, and there was nowhere to put the bones. I took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man, who lit it and continued, "I heard that after the people of those villages took a lot of money, no one touched their ancestral graves, and some even took the lead in making trouble, saying that the factory was polluting the environment! The factory director gave them another sum of money. It stands to reason that if the grave is removed as soon as possible, everything will be fine! However, the villagers suddenly have a mentality of getting rich, and they never mention this matter. The construction of the factory has avoided those graves, and now you go to the factory and take a look, there are graves everywhere!"

I frowned, "It can't be that the factory is full of graves!

"Later, when the factory was largely completed, it was said that it was going to be put into production, and the villagers didn't mention it anymore. The old man said, "If you don't respect your ancestors, who do you expect to respect you? Their whole village is dead, not murder, it's the punishment of their ancestors!"

Dabin was horrified when he heard this, "This is a bit serious, isn't it?"