Although their family had already moved out of Yidu 15 years ago, in the past two years, he has found many long-lost classmates through the Internet: Du Man, Wu Xiaotian, Zhao Chen, Liu Li, Wang Yusheng, etc., only Zhao Yiran has not been contacted so far. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info And these men and he were all survivors of the plague.

He never thought that he was taken in by a farmer for a day by accident, and this uncle and aunt were Zhao Yiran's parents, and Zhao Yiran, Liu Li, and Wang Yusheng became three floating corpses that appeared on the river on the same day.

The uncle, aunt and many villagers were immersed in grief, but Cheng Jun's own grief was no less than theirs, they were all childhood friends, and they were all survivors of the plague, but they died in front of them in an instant, becoming three floating corpses.

At that moment, Cheng Jun felt that his nose was sour, his throat was as heavy as lead, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, "Liu Li, Wang Yusheng, Zhao Yiran, how can you be like this, how can you be like this!"

At the moment when he held back his tears, he inadvertently found that the eyebrows of the three corpses were all white, which made him stunned.

"Huh, it's incredible! The bodies of the three of them are not overly foamy, it is estimated that they will not die for more than a day, and the hair will not change color no matter how much it is soaked!"

At this time, the dogs in the village barked even more violently, and even a few pigs broke through the pens and ran out, causing a flock of ducks to "quack" and scream.

"How could the three of them die at the same time for no reason, I must find out!" Cheng Jun felt that his three classmates had died a little strangely, while observing carefully.

Cheng Jun calmed himself down, gritted his teeth, and gently turned the head of a corpse on his side, and found a lot of white hair on the back of the head and temples of the two corpses.

He was about to flip the head of the third corpse, but was grabbed by the uncle, "You, what are you doing?"

"Uncle, look!" Cheng Jun turned the head of the corpse next to him, pointing to the back of his head, the white hair on his temples and the white eyebrows on his face, "Uncle, do you think this is a little strange?"

Without waiting for Cheng Jun to finish speaking, the uncle turned over the head of Zhao Yiran's corpse on his side, and sure enough, he also found a lot of white hair, and the corpse's face was also white eyebrows, pink like a white moth, and he suddenly looked at Cheng Jun with a shocked face, "How can this be?"

Although the uncle was sad, he was more rational than the aunt after all, and approached Cheng Jun: "Could it be that Xiao Ran was killed by someone?"

"It stands to reason that floating corpses are usually white and foamy, but you can see that their lips are purple and black, their faces are as white as frost, and there are green tendons, which should be caused by bruising, not like drowning or natural death!"

"You mean, Xiao Ran, they were all poisoned or poisoned?"

"It's still hard to say, this needs to be forensic to determine, uncle, resolutely and these two are my classmates, we must find out the truth and find the murderer! I'll call the police first, you and your aunt pay attention to protect the scene!"

After all, Cheng Jun still has some legal knowledge, but just as he was about to dial "110", his mobile phone was slapped away by one person.

"Fourth Po Huang, what are you going to do?" Cheng Jun was not angry yet, and the uncle and aunt were furious first, "It's my son who died! Don't worry about my Zhao family!"

The uncle's fellow men also stood up at the same time, glaring at a gray-haired woman.

"I asked her to come! Ahem..."At this moment, an old man walked out with a trembling and slight trembling cane, followed by the village chief and several gray-haired old men.

Cheng Jun saw that this old man's hair was as white as snow, and he was probably over ninety years old, although his body was rickety, and he was in his old age, but his eyes were deep, and he was obviously the most respected person in the local area.

As soon as he got there, he immediately stopped the field, and the river was silent for a while.

The old man only glanced at the uncle, and Cheng Jun felt a kind of coercion coming to him, and the uncle took a step back.

The woman who slapped Chengjun's mobile phone was dressed a little old and weird, covered in black linen, dressed differently from ordinary people, her eyes were dark and deep, and she looked a little terrifying.

Seeing that Cheng Jun had been staring at the gray-haired woman, the aunt wiped a handful of tears and said to Cheng Jun: "She is our famous witch doctor here!"

"Witch Doctor?" Cheng Jun muttered in a low voice, "What era is it, there are still witch doctors!"

"Be quiet, don't offend her!" The aunt was obviously a little afraid of the woman, extremely sad, and cowardly.

At this time, the woman was staring at the three corpses without turning her eyes, and her gaze was a little intimidating.

Presumably, the woman also apparently found the three corpses, with white eyebrows on their faces, the back of their heads, and the white hair on their temples.

At first, his brows jumped suddenly, stretched out his long black pointed nails, and a finger of white gas popped out, and then suddenly let out a strange scream, like crying and laughing.

This voice is very similar to the black and white "Mei Chaofeng" in "Shooting the Condor", which scared Cheng Jun into a cold sweat.

The woman pounded for a moment, and then suddenly let out a terrible wail, and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, stiffening like a dead man, and suddenly rising straight up like a corpse.

"Isn't this just a village fairy goddess?"

When he saw the woman, the corners of his mouth trembled and whispered a few words to the white-haired old man.

When the old man heard this, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, his feet could barely stand firmly, his eyes swept over the audience, and he was very decisive in a few words: "Immediately burn and incinerate, leaving not a single hair!"

"Elder Ge, that's my only son, I can't die in vain!" the uncle looked at the old man with a sad cry.

"Zhao Gan, this is not the first time this kind of thing, the elephant of the white moth, I don't believe you haven't seen it, it's just that you don't dare to accept it! Do you want to let the unwarranted disaster of 15 years ago repeat again!"

"Ah~"

"What? 15 years ago?"

"It's the plague that Yidu, more than 1,000 people died!"

As soon as the old man said a word, the villagers immediately became agitated, and several people who were closer to the corpse immediately retreated more than a dozen steps back at that time.

The uncle and aunt glanced at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

"What are you waiting for, village chief?" the old man stared at the village chief next to him.

"This?" the village chief hesitated.

"Grandpa, you can't do this! Human lives are at stake, and you can't handle it privately! You have to report the case first and wait for the public security personnel to conduct an autopsy ......" The uncle and aunt didn't move, and Cheng Jun stood up first.

"When they come, I'm afraid that none of us standing here will survive, young baby, what do you know!" the woman glared at Cheng Jun.

"Village chief, hurry up and order someone to do it!"

The village chief looked at it and didn't speak, and the old man stood forward by himself, "What are you still doing in a daze, prepare gasoline and firewood, and burn it here!"

"Do you all want to die here?" said the gray-haired woman, as she approached the white-haired old man, and shouted loudly as several bells rang from her hand.

Several people stepped back to take the guy, and Cheng Jun alone couldn't stop it at all.

Poof, right here, suddenly a corpse's nostrils opened, and in an instant, several white flying creatures emerged, like large lice the size of soybeans, stretching out their white wings, flying out like white moths, and first flew towards the nearest aunt and uncle.

"Ahh

"Uncle, aunt be careful!" Cheng Jun and everyone were taken aback. Many people fled in fear.

The gray-haired woman had sharp eyes and quick hands, and her fingers were curled, and she saw several green flames on the tips of her fingers shoot out first, and all the white moths were burned into smoke and dust by the flames.

The villagers retreated one after another, and many fled wildly. Even the uncle didn't dare to get close to the corpse again.

A few young and bold villagers, who moved quickly, quickly brought firewood and gasoline.

"Hurry up!" the white-haired old man immediately ordered.

Several young people quickly set up the firewood in a circle, poured gasoline into the firewood, and were about to carry the corpses, when suddenly, the three corpses made a "gurgling" sound at the same time, blinked their eyes, raised their heads stiffly, and trembled all over their bodies.

"My mother, corpse change!" a villager screamed in a trembling voice.

The young men were so frightened that they got up and ran away. Even the village chief followed all the villagers to flee out, only the white-haired old man and the gray-haired woman hurriedly said: "Come back to me, light the fire!

But the scene has been completely out of control, although the old man is highly respected, he can't control the scene at this time, after all, his prestige is not even a fart compared to "his own life".

The sound of "gurgling" inside the corpses became louder and louder, like many insects writhing and gnawing in their stomachs, and the three corpses trembled violently and were about to stand up.

There were crazy dog barking in all directions, not one or two barking, but all the earth dogs in the village were barking wildly, as if they were crazy, and the crazy dog barking completely disrupted the tranquility of Niujiao Village.

At this moment, Cheng Jun couldn't believe it, what he saw in front of him was a real scene, "Could it be that the corpse is really going to change?"