Hearing this, Liao Yonghong nodded solemnly, suddenly thought of something, and immediately said: "This phenomenon seems to be a bit similar to the situation of the global infection by the 'digital virus'!" ”

"Those who have access to the knowledge of the future, as if we are compatible."

"And those villagers who are occupied by our consciousness are equivalent to the infected people in 2127."

"Could it be that our era is just a certain advanced civilization, a piece of history in the past?"

After hearing this speculation, Shao Yuzhi shook his head slightly, and said very seriously: "I don't know." ”

"All the inferences about higher civilization in the world have so far only been conjectures, without any empirical evidence."

"In addition, there is a loophole in your statement."

"If these villagers are occupied by us, they are equivalent to infected people."

"So, if an ordinary villager in this era is infected with the 'digital virus' and becomes a real infected person, what is this real infected person equivalent to?"

Liao Yonghong frowned, thinking quickly, but for a while he couldn't think of any answers, and couldn't help but be speechless.

But after a pause for a few seconds, he suddenly guessed: "Perhaps, in this era, there will be no real infected?" ”

"When I asked Yue Ju about the news just now, the other party didn't mention any information related to the infected person."

"Moreover, this village is so backward, and the number of people is not large."

"If there is really an infected person, the entire village will definitely be destroyed a long time ago!"

Shao Yuzhi frowned, thought about it carefully, and quickly nodded: "There is this possibility." ”

"If that's the case, then we're the ones of our time."

"According to this line of thinking, the spread of the 'digital virus' may not be spread from person to person at all, but through the 'dimension'!"

"The reason why we were able to come to this era is because of the time tunnel."

"This space-time tunnel is a way to spread the 'digital virus'."

"However, even so, the situation in this village is still different from the global infection of the 'digital virus'."

"The most special thing is that we are wise."

"And those infected in 2127 are more like empty shells."

"Compared to the infected, our current intelligence is even far greater than that of these normal villagers, if you have to use an analogy, in fact, we are more like the 'digital rain' of 2127!"

Liao Yonghong nodded thoughtfully, and did not continue the topic, but said: "I have inquired about the information of the blacksmith shop, where to go next?" ”

Shao Yuzhi thought for a while and said, "Go to the village chief's house and have a look." ”

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I don't know when the fog started in the village, and the fog was wet and obscured the view.

The black-clad messenger and observer shuttled through the narrow and cramped alleys, running away with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the footsteps behind them were kicking and stomping, and there were many people chasing after them.

The two of them were covered in blood at the moment, and warm blood was constantly spilled along the way.

As time passed, their physical energy began to deplete rapidly, and cold sweat broke down on their foreheads.

"They're there!"

"Chase!"

"Throw stones, quick!"

"We'll catch them in a minute, hurry!"

Seeing the official ghost members behind him chasing after him, the black-clothed messenger suddenly said in a dull voice: "We are injured now, and we can't escape!" ”

"At present, there are two choices: the first option is to flee to the village chief's house!"

"The second option, lead them to the coffin shop!"

The observer quickly replied, "Go to the coffin shop!" ”

"There are a lot of people who have gone to the village chief's house in the past two days, and there are very likely to be official members among those people."

"We haven't been to the village chief's house yet, and there is definitely not as much information collection and understanding there as there is official!"

The black-clothed messenger nodded, then no longer hesitated, and immediately turned around and quickly fled towards the location of the coffin shop.

The observer followed.

The crowd chasing behind also quickened their pace and clinged to the two of them.

Soon, they ran to a large courtyard.

This courtyard is the largest courtyard they have ever seen in this village, almost six or seven acres, the courtyard wall is a little higher than the ordinary earthen wall, there is no plaque on the door, only a faded flag is inserted next to it, and it is written with a small seal: Guan Shi Shoucai.

Unlike other people's yards, which are open no matter how big they are, this yard is completely covered with a straw hut to block the skylight.

Under the grass shed, crooked wooden poles support the roof above.

The roof of the shed is made of straw mats, which are finely woven and can be renovated from time to time to maintain the effect of sheltering from the wind and rain.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the light suddenly dimmed, and at the same time, a cold and biting chill, like snakes and insects, silently climbed down the backbone.

In the dimly lit courtyard, coffins of different styles and colors were scattered on the ground.

Under the repeated filtering of the straw mats, the cold wind turned into a faint air current, blowing the white mist that seeped into the courtyard, and the dying breath swept through the many coffins, letting out a weak whimper.

This whimper is mixed with the environment at the moment, and it seems to be smeared with a thick and gloomy color.

The black-clothed messenger and observer rushed into the coffin shop one after the other!

The two glanced at the coffin all over the ground, and were about to flee towards the inner part of the coffin shop, when suddenly their bodies were stunned and they stopped a few steps into the coffin shop.

Beside a thin wooden coffin in front of them stood an emaciated figure.

The other party looked about seven or eight years old, slender and frail, like a child recovering from a serious illness, wearing ragged clothes and looking at them coldly.

The moment the eyes of the two sides met, the surrounding environment changed instantly.

The north wind of the call sign had just been blocked by the courtyard for most of the noise, and suddenly it became strong again.

The ceiling above the coffin shop was raised and blurred at some point, turning into a deep canopy, and above the canopy, the silver moonlight was surging down, spreading the frost all over the ground.

The large number of coffins on the ground turned into simple thatched huts.

The black-clothed messenger and observer subconsciously looked behind them, and the door when they entered, I don't know when it had disappeared.

The chill was surging and surging.

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In the west of the village, outside the "Guan's Shoucai", several hardcover villagers rushed violently and shouting, and when they saw the courtyard in front of them clearly, as well as the small flags inserted next to the courtyard gate, they suddenly stopped, and quickly formed a formation that was convenient for dealing with the crisis.

A dark-skinned villager with an earthy yellow trouser belt around his waist frowned and said, "This is the coffin shop in the village!" ”

Another villager in a puff shoe nodded and quickly said, "This place is a bit weird. ”

"We'd better not go all in!"

Before the words fell, the official ghost in charge of chasing the black-clothed messenger and observer had already arrived, and when he heard this, he immediately said, "127! 093！ You two, keep watch outside. ”

"The others follow me in to check on the situation!"

"Remember, if we don't come out for a long time, go back and report to Team Liao immediately!"

With that, the official ghost prepared his companion for 5 seconds, and after leaving two of his subordinates to report the news, he immediately led the others into the coffin shop.

The empty courtyard gate was pushed open, and in the dim courtyard under the grass hut, coffins were scattered all over the ground, seemingly very casually.

The courtyard was very quiet, and there was no sign of the coffin shop, the black-clothed messenger or observer.

The ghosts noticed that although this is a coffin shop, the coffins inside are very dilapidated!

Most of them are still the color of the wood, and if you look closely, you don't even have a layer of varnish, and there are traces of tinkering in many places, and even seven or eight different kinds of wood, which are put together.

The coffin was still stained with mud and gravel of various colors, sprinkled on the rammed dirt in the yard, as if it had just been dug out of the ground, making the already dark yard look particularly cold and cold.

The ghost of the leader strode in with his companions, and as soon as they entered, the gate of the courtyard was quietly closed.

The ghosts who entered the courtyard did not immediately enter the depths of the coffin shop, nor did they make any offensive moves, and the ghosts led by them spoke in a deep voice and asked tentatively, "Is there anyone?" ”

"I have something to do, let's talk to the master."

His voice echoed silently through the courtyard, and there was no response.

It's as if this coffin shop has long been deserted, and there is no one at all.

The leader of the ghost looked around vigilantly, and after waiting for a moment, he made a gesture, and his companion immediately began to search the coffin shop carefully.

I don't know what's going on here, but now that I'm in, I'll try to look for clues!

A moment later, the ghosts had searched almost the entire coffin, but found nothing.

Except for these coffins in the courtyard, there is not even a thatched hut here!

It's like the people in the coffin shop, whether it's windy or rainy, they live under this vast grass hut that has no warmth to speak of.

The main thing is that in addition to these coffins slightly blocking the view, the grass shed is clear to adults at a glance, and there are not even any daily necessities to be seen.

It seems that this place is uninhabited at all!

The two members of the illegal organization also had no trace at all, as if they had suddenly disappeared.

The ghost at the head listened to the report of his subordinates, looked at the many coffins around him, and immediately said: "There is no other place, see if you are hiding in the coffin!" ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and came to the nearest coffin, reached out and knocked on the lid.

Knock knock!

Like a knock on the door, a rhythmic sound echoed through the courtyard, and there was no movement around.

The ghost was not polite at all, and directly raised his hand to lift the coffin lid.

It's just that the coffin lid is so tight that no matter how hard he tries, he can't open it.

After several unsuccessful attempts, the ghost was about to call his companions to help, but when he looked back, a vast mist, unknown when, had penetrated and enveloped the entire courtyard.

The grass hut that shades the sky does not know when it will turn into a deep night.

All the companions were gone, and in the night, the surroundings were empty.

The ghost was immediately alert, and he quickly looked around to see that the coffins that had been numbered just now were nowhere to be seen, and that there were only rudimentary thatched huts around them.

They stood silently in the moonlight, the frosty moonlight pouring down on the ground, outlining a circle of bright silver edges for them.

Thatched huts, hedges, low walls...... All the layouts are exactly the same as the village outside the coffin shop.

The only difference is that the village at this moment is extremely quiet, only the chill is silently boiling, as if this backward ancient village is not inhabited by any living people at all.

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The village chief's house.

Liao Yonghong took people to the courtyard, and when the north wind was howling, a strong smell of incense came to his nose.

Several ghost members and Shao Yuzhi immediately noticed that on the ground in the courtyard, there were special ashes drawn a strange symbol according to a certain pattern.

At this moment, several adult villagers are packing up their clutter, going in and out of the room, and the things they take and take seem to have some strange characters engraved.

They immediately exchanged glances without moving.

Here, it seems, an ancient sacrifice has just been completed......

These people from the village chief's family were very busy at the moment, and seeing Liao Yonghong and others coming, Shu Tao took time out of his busy schedule and asked, "Big brother, what are you doing?" ”

Listening to the title, the villager under Liao Yonghong's consciousness control seems to be Shu Tao's elder brother.

Liao Yonghong immediately wrote down this important relationship, and quickly said: "I have something to do with Chu Hu. ”

Shu Tao walked towards the vegetable garden with water, and said without looking back: "The lover is in the stove, the eldest brother should go by himself, I am busy here." ”

Liao Yonghong nodded slightly, stared at Shu Tao's back, watched her walk into the vegetable garden surrounded by hedges, and then whispered to his companion beside him: "You are waiting for me here, I'll go in alone." ”

The others all nodded slightly, and quietly dispersed into a battle formation, vaguely protecting Shao Yuzhi in the innermost.

Liao Yonghong immediately walked towards the thatched house.

Squeak!

He pushed open the half-hidden door, saw a plainly furnished main room, and after getting used to the light of the unlit room, he entered the room and walked towards the stove.

The door of the stove room was open at the moment, and there were several adult villagers inside, judging from the standing positions and the things they were holding, they should have been busy washing and scrubbing, and tidying up in the fence behind the stove.

A tall, gray-haired male villager stood in the open space between the stoves, and it seemed that it was Chu Hu, the village chief.

At this time, everyone in the stove room, including Chu Hu, was staring at a girl sitting cross-legged on an adobe cabinet.

The girl looked like she was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a patched coarse cloth shirt, and her dress was no different from that of other villagers, but she looked like a fairy, graceful and graceful, and had a style of turning all beings upside down.

She didn't care at all about the onlookers of Chu Hu and the others, as well as Liao Yonghong's arrival, at the moment she was holding a half-baked chicken in her hands and was munching on it.

Click...... Click......

The movement of teeth chewing chicken bones is particularly clear in the quiet stove at this moment.

Liao Yonghong frowned, his eyes immediately left Chu Hu's body, and looked at Bofei.

This girl seems to be a little wrong!

Wrong!

It's the whole stove room, there are problems!

(End of chapter)