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Chapter 323 Dead Village

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    After gathering my mood, I turned around and walked towards Dongxiang.

    It¡¯s only been a few months since I left home.

    Tang Qi became a piece of firewood.

    The second father turned into a monster.

    The inn turned into a mushroom.

    After experiencing all kinds of stimulation

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    When Zhenxiaoxiao really came to the end of the country road, she was surprised to find that she was too young.

    There is deathly silence in front of you!

    Dongxiang turned into a dead village.

    Although the houses are still the same houses, the rural roads are still the same rural roads.

    But there were no pedestrians on the road, no birds in the sky, no insects singing under the trees, and there was a dead silence in my ears. Only the sad wind blew out from the narrow alley, clinging to people's bodies and not being able to disperse. Instead, it moved along the skin,  Send it cold to the bone marrow.

    what happened?

    From the moment he stepped into the village entrance, Zhen Xiaowei felt that his vision was in vain.

    "Is anyone here? What's going on? Why can't you see anyone?"

    The heartbeat accelerated slightly.

    "Aunt Wang?"

    I quickly opened a familiar courtyard. There was an old aunt who was supposed to live alone here. Although her eyesight was poor and she didn¡¯t like to go out, the cloth she weaved was the best in the village. When she was little, she often came here to deliver food and buy food.  cloth.

    However, today, the squeaking sound of the small spinning wheel day and night has disappeared.

    After pushing the door open, Zhen Xiaoxiao found that the weaving tools were all covered with cobwebs.

    "Uncle Zhang!"

    He walked faster and pushed away another house. The Zhang family's pig-raising skills are the best in Dongxiang. Whenever there is a banquet, Zhen Xiaoxiao will definitely come to the Zhang family to get meat and give some candies to his five tiger-headed cubs.

    However, today, after opening the door, there was no scene of those little guys wiping their noses and jumping towards me.

    There were only a few pigs in the pigsty that were so thin that they starved to death.

    how so?

    Rushing into one yard after another, Zhen Xiaoxiao finally stopped at the side of the country road.  .

    The weavers don¡¯t bring machines, the pig raisers don¡¯t bring meat It¡¯s not like the family has moved during the disaster year, but it¡¯s like all the people suddenly disappeared!

    Tang Qi!

    His eyes narrowed, and the piece of wood sitting at the door of Zi Huan's house, sharpening his knife, suddenly appeared in Zhen Xiao's mind.

    He hugged his skirt and kept crying for help. Could it be related to the sudden change in the village?

    With his heart beating faster, Zhenxiao hurried towards the Tang family's ancestral home, while a chill rose from his toes.

    The whole village is extremely quiet, only the tiny soles of the shoes make a crisp sound when they touch the bluestone road.

    The wind blows, but the trees don¡¯t move.

    There are no clouds in the sky and no sunlight.

    Arriving at the door of the Tang family's house, Zhenxiao stopped.

    It is indeed a wealthy family with the Yue family in Shangcheng as its backer. After the fire of insects and rats, the Tang family was renovated even more magnificently. The ancestral hall was even raised one floor. You can see the house from a distance.  Top flowing light.

    But right in front of its vermilion door.

    But there was a circle of bones placed there.

    The clothes have not yet decayed, and the identity of the deceased can even be identified from the bright color and some accessories.

    ¡°For example, a drugstore boy, a wine shop owner, a mill owner¡­

    But they died.

    The skin and flesh no longer exist, leaving only the bones that are cleaner than crows can chew, lying quietly on the ground, with the head turned inward and the feet pointed outward.  At the door of Tang's house, they were piled up in a semicircle.

    My little eyes were beating violently, and I felt an urge to vomit in my abdomen. However, what was stronger than vomiting was the boiling anger in my heart that couldn¡¯t be extinguished!

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