The shrill sound of the wind seemed to mock us.

The cold wet wind blew on the face, and it was cold from the face door to the bottom of the heart, as if it had arrived in winter in advance.

The only thing moving in the whole street was the tattered white lanterns that were carried by the wind and rolled down the street.

"There's no reason!" Zhang San looked at me as he spoke.

I can only spread my hands to show that I don't know anything.

The villagers all pay attention to the sunrise and sunset.

Now that it's daylight, there's really no reason why there isn't a single person on the street.

The fat man did not believe in evil, and walked quickly to the nearest house with a shout in his mouth.

"Anyone? Are you hiding? We're not bandits? ”

As he spoke, the fat man came to the door of the house.

Suddenly, he was even more sensitive to something than a dog's nose, as if he had smelled something.

Cocking his neck and opening his nostrils, the fat man sniffed vigorously.

"I already smell the smell of meat, so don't hide it anymore......"

As he spoke, the fat man suddenly raised his foot and kicked open the door suddenly.

There was a muffled thud, and the old wooden door slammed against the wall, twisted strangely a few times, and then slammed straight on the ground.

The fat man's foot was full of anger.

As soon as we escaped, these villagers played weird, and the heartstrings that had just been loosened tightened again, and it was strange that they were not angry.

But the anger was vented, but the bigger problem came.

The fat man didn't enter the door, but turned his face to look at us with a frown.

Realizing that something was wrong, I ran over quickly.

"What's the situation?" I stood in the doorway and asked.

The fat man pointed into the room.

"No one, but the stove is hot."

In the direction of his finger, the room was small, except for a bed and a table, only the stove he was pointing to was left.

The pot on the stove is now surging with a viscous liquid as thick as asphalt.

And what the liquid boiled was like meat, but it was more like a strip of rotten cloth.

And the viscous liquid surging in the pot,

It also smelled of a mixture of meat and stench, and I almost vomited.

The fat man doesn't seem to believe in evil.

"I'll go see the other homes, and you'll wait for me here." With that, he rushed out.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

The fat man kicked the protégé away from him, and after a while, he ran back again, panting.

"No one, I kicked more than a dozen households, and there was no one."

I frowned and looked at him with a twisted face.

"How could there be no one?"

"I've searched for it all, and even the kitchen cabinet has been turned over, and there is not a single living person."

"That's right!" The fat man seemed to think of something, and his brows tightened.

"But most people's stoves are still hot. And there are no traces of fighting, and even several families are still in the same state as if they had just woken up. ”

After listening to the fat man's narration, I fell into deep thought.

There is cooking smoke, but no one, what's going on?

A village of hundreds of people, all gone? How is this possible?

There are no traces of a fight, and they are not attacked one by one.

The fat man seemed to be sorting out his thoughts in his head, and told me, "It's like they've disappeared all at the same time, not like they're in trouble." ”

Hundreds of people disappear together at the same time?

As soon as this thought came to me, I only felt a chill in my back.

"Forget it, I don't think so much, I found a nest of pigsty in the east of the village, and there are a few live pigs in it."

"Why don't you eat your head first, and then talk about the rest?" The fat man looked at us slyly.

As he spoke, his saliva almost didn't come out of the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, let's eat first and then talk about anything else."

When we agreed, the fat man rolled up his sleeves and rushed out, and we followed.

Not to mention, in addition to fighting bravely, the fat man is also a good hunter.

The bald pig, who was about to be as big as him when he stood up, was pressed to the ground by him alone.

Drawing a knife and bleeding in one go, the action is simply smooth.

"Fatty, you said you haven't been a pig slaughterer, I don't believe it!"

As a joke, I stepped forward to help.

It was a bit of a mess, but soon we were grilling the meat.

A bite of pork is delicious, and a sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

The brain also spun faster at this time.

"Tell me, there is smoke and livestock in this village, why is there no one in this village?" The fat man asked, chewing on a large piece of meat in his mouth.

"Could it be some kind of natural disaster?"

"Impossible, if there is a natural disaster, the house has not collapsed, and none of the furniture in the house has been destroyed, how can people be gone!"

"And if there is any disaster, shouldn't the corpse be left behind?"

I couldn't find the answer after I asked the question.

After a long silence, the fat man opened his hand and leaned back.

"I've been so tired these days, but now that I'm full of food and drink, I have to get a good night's sleep."

He didn't say that it was okay to sleep, and when I mentioned those two words, my tiredness also took over my mind.

"Then let's squint for a while, and then we'll talk about the rest of the questions when we wake up."

After a few days of exhaustion, we quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but a loud crackling sound woke us up at the same time.

Half-asleep, I heard a cacophony of people, as if I was in a market.

Several of us heard voices at the same time, and it was definitely not a hallucination.

Without saying a word, we all got up and ran out into the street.

In the scene in front of me, not only me, but even the three of them have grown their mouths.

Pedestrians come and go on the streets, vendors along the street shout loudly, and children in the neighborhood have firecrackers in one hand and fragrant in the other.

When I looked up at the sky again, it was late at night.

Isn't this what we should be seeing during the day?

There is no one during the day, but at night it is a lively scene.

"Something is wrong, this is so wrong!" The fat man muttered.

I grabbed the vendors who were passing by.

"Dude, why are you all out in the middle of the night to set up stalls? Where did you go during the day? ”

The vendor looked me up and down.

"From out of town?"

There seemed to be some contempt in the vendor's words, as if he had some secret that he knew but I didn't know, so he was superior.

"yes, just came today!" I answered truthfully.

"If you have any questions, go to the village chief, I'm very busy, you go to the village chief's house over there to find the village chief!"

Look in the direction of the vendor's finger.

Not far away, there is a small courtyard that looks much larger than the house next to it.

Since I had the answer to ask the village chief, I stopped talking nonsense, let go of the vendor and walked over briskly with the three of them.

But the closer you get to the house, the more evil you feel.

There are significantly fewer people and vendors along the streets.

And the strange yin wind blew again, and even wrapped the paper money on the ground.

Eerie, the only thing that feels to me here is eerie.

The moment I came to the door, I didn't wait to knock on the door, and I was surprised to find the big mourning word on the door.

Holding my breath, the other three didn't ask me any questions.

I pressed lightly in my palm.

"Boom...... Chirping...... ”

The heavy door screeched, the voice of the old man as if it had come centuries later.

The fat man ran in before me.

"it...... There's that thing. The fat man exclaimed, and our hearts instantly rose to our throats.

Look in the direction of his finger.

I saw a rickety figure, sitting in front of the hall.

The night obscured a lot of vision, but he could still faintly see his withered and withered face, his skeleton-like emaciated figure.

He seemed to be holding something in his hand, and if he looked closely, there seemed to be a human head in the thing in his hand.