Chapter 129

1938?

Zhou Ze looked at the little girl and Xu Qinglang, and said:

"Did the devil enter Tongcheng in 38 years?"

Xu Qinglang thought for a moment and said, "it seems that he entered Tongcheng in March of 38 years."

In that case, the so-called three villages is likely to be a tragedy of an era. This village should be flattened when the devils entered Tongcheng. Almost all the village, including the little girl, were spared, that is, the grandmother of the poster was lucky and escaped.

Up to now, there is no way to search other information about the three villages, and there is no official record.

This is not official slack, but in that era, similar tragedies were countless, and the situation was turbulent for years. In fact, many people who died tragically were forgotten.

"In other words, a whole village that died during the Anti Japanese war did not enter reincarnation?"

Zhou Ze frowned,

It's been 80 years, more than a year, and the ghost of the whole village still stays where it is?

"I don't know, but looking at this little girl, it should be like this. Let me go to the municipal library to check the local chronicles, see the specific location of the three villages, or consult the relevant people."

Xu Qinglang got up, took his car key and went out directly.

In this matter, he is very positive. Unlike Zhou Ze, Zhou Ze also has the reason for his performance, and he just wants to do something from his heart.

In the final analysis, they are all folks.

Zhou Ze sat down on the next chair and pointed to the old way: "look at her."

The old Taoist nodded and looked at the little girl with the little monkey.

The little girl was a little confused and didn't know what had happened. She just stood there instinctively and didn't dare to move much.

The little monkey stretched out his hand as if to touch the girl's soul, and was directly photographed by the old Taoist priest, scolding:

"What do you touch? I'm old."

If the little girl didn't die, she would be 90 years old now.

But she was still so innocent and completely retained her pre death mind. This was Zhou Ze's most curious place. Zhou Ze guessed that there might be something wrong with the village, causing the ghosts of the whole village to be unable to come out. Everyone was trapped there together, unaware of the cold and heat, and did not ask about autumn and winter.

However, the specific situation can't be verified until Xu Qinglang finds the exact information.

Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone and brushed it casually. He seldom used wechat QQ and other things, because it was all Xu Le's previous social network, which was also helpless. After all, his previous number could not be found, and it was difficult to complain.

After brushing a circle of friends, Zhou Ze was surprised to see that Bai Yingying actually shared a "on the bed Kung Fu of men in the army!"

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

This female corpse seems to be running farther and farther on the road of the second grade girl.

It seems that I have to find a time to have a good talk with her. Don't touch this kind of thing. It's taboo.

At this time, Bai Yingying finished her work and was eating chicken in the upstairs room, not below.

Zhou Ze also got up and walked up the stairs. As he walked, he conveniently clicked on the sharing link.

Well,

To educate the middle school girls, we must apply the right medicine to the case, know ourselves and know the enemy, and be invincible in a hundred battles.

After clicking in,

It's a bunch of white and green pictures,

then,

Unexpectedly, it was the quilt folding competition of a factory. The first three winners were all former soldiers.

The title of all evil party ah.

Zhou Ze put down his cell phone and opened the bedroom door.

"Seaweed, seaweed, fluttering with the waves;

Sea grass, sea grass, sea grass, dance in the waves! "

Bai Yingying lay on the bed with her bare feet, swinging her feet back and forth, holding a mobile phone in her hand and brushing the video, laughing at the sound of pigs while brushing.

Even when Zhou Ze came over, she didn't notice.

Then Zhou Ze sat down beside her bed.

"Hahahaha......"

Bai Yingying turned over with a smile, and then fell directly on Zhou Ze's leg.

Immediately,

The straight eyelashes trembled, the attractive red lips closed and opened slightly, and the delicate skin turned slightly red.

Atmosphere,

At this time, I fell into a wonderful situation.

However, Zhou Ze did not lose the title of "little fresh Destroyer", and directly said:

"I have told you many times that you are not allowed to go to bed again without washing your feet after getting up."

Speaking, Zhou Ze looked at the slender and infinitely fascinating jade feet naked outside and frowned:

"Dirty."

Bai Yingying immediately got out of bed, put on her slippers, crossed her hands under her body, bowed her head to Zhou Ze, and posed for training.

She is familiar with this posture.

"Wash the sheets."

Zhou Ze said.

"OK, boss."

Bai Yingying packed up the sheets and went down. Zhou Ze sat in front of the computer, opened the web page and began to search again about the three villages.

Xu Qinglang used his mobile phone to search before, and there may be some omissions.

Unfortunately,

There is no other information about that village, at least on the Internet, except the discussion post.

Zhou Ze also opened the post that Xu Qinglang had read before. The post was posted in Tongcheng local forum, and the date was 2009.

First, I read the two replies of the granny who is from the three villages, and I didn't find anything. Then, Zhou Ze chose to look back. In this post, there are actually two insiders.

Of course, one is the reply person, but the reply person has said everything he should say, and the other is the landlord of this question.

Since the three villages have been forgotten by people, and even do not exist in the records, but only in the previous story told by grandma, why did the landlord suddenly mention this place name and ask questions?

Zhou Ze opened the avatar of the landlord and found that the landlord had not posted a post since 2009. Zhou Ze copied the ID of the landlord again.

ID is "lying on firewood and tasting gall, 3000 Yue Jia can swallow Wu 19800201"

The front is very familiar, and the back string of numbers Zhou Ze analysis may be each other's birthday.

Then, Zhou Ze searched this ID again and found that he really found a post, which was posted in the Penglai nonsense section of the Cape forum.

The landlord is still "sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, 3000 Yue Jia can swallow Wu 19800201", and the posting time is still 2009.

This post is not very popular, and there are not many replies.

Of course, the same is true for the ID number behind, which means that the person who once posted a post to ask three villages in Tongcheng local forum, that is, the person who posted a story in Haijiao forum.

Zhou zeshun looked down. This is a story.

What the landlord said at the beginning is:

"This is something I experienced personally. Although it is very strange and absurd, I believe it is not a dream or an illusion. This is my real story."

A very mundane opening line for ghost stories,

It was very popular in the ghost story routine ten years ago. I want to emphasize it at the beginning.

Zhou Ze continued to look down:

"In March this year, I drove home from the power supply station in Guanyinshan town. Well, I worked in the power supply station, but my family lives next to Xingdong airport.

When I came home, I passed Xingren Town, and came down from the overhead over there first, because that day I had to get the dry cleaning clothes I put there at work in the morning.

The dry cleaner is on the street of Xingren Town, just opposite Xingren primary school.

It was 9:00 p.m. when I drove past, and there were many fewer people on the street, but when I stopped at the door of the dry cleaner and walked out of the door, I sprained my foot and fell directly.

At first, I just thought it was really unlucky today, but this was actually just a beginning, because when I fell to the ground, I suddenly found that the streets and tall buildings around me were missing. Under me was not a road, but a muddy ridge, and opposite was not a dry cleaner, but rows of muddy houses.

I was stunned. I looked back at my car and found that my car had become a pile of straw.

At that time, I was really scared. I didn't know what happened. I sat on the ground for a quarter of an hour. I always thought it was a dream and hoped to wake up quickly.

But I didn't wake up, and then I saw an old man walking towards me with a little girl in front of me. The old man was carrying a hoe on his shoulder, and the little girl was playing with a sugar man in her hand.

They are getting closer and closer to me. They are also talking, and they are speaking Tongcheng dialect.

I immediately asked them, where is this?

They also looked at me curiously. The old man replied that this was' three villages'.

Where is the third village?

I haven't heard of it.

Then I immediately stood up and asked them how I could get out?

The old man thought I was mentally ill and had a brain problem, so he hurried to take his granddaughter away.

I couldn't help it. I walked into the village alone. At that time, I even felt whether I had been abducted and sold to some deep mountains and forests by someone under overpowering drugs, but I felt it was ridiculous. I was a big man. What did I do when I was abducted and sold?

I can't have children again.

Every door was closed, and occasionally there were people in the lights of several houses. I didn't dare to knock on the door to enter, but walked carefully in front of each door.

I heard many people in the house chatting and shouting hungry.

The wife shouted hungry to her husband,

The child shouted hungry to his parents,

The elderly parents shouted hungry to their son and daughter-in-law,

The people in this village are all hungry.

In the house at night, they have been talking about "how hungry and hungry".

I was more and more distracted,

I have a feeling that since they are so hungry, will they run out together later and cook me directly?

I started running,

Run fast,

I instinctively perceived the danger,

I'll run out of here before they catch me. No matter where I go, in short, the farther I get from this damn village, the better.

I don't know how long I ran,

In the end,

I forgot

Then when I wake up the next day,

I found myself sitting in the driver's seat and sleeping all night.

But this is definitely not a dream. Dreams can't be so real!

And the trouser legs of my clothes are all muddy,

There are a few straw scraps in my neck and hair.

Three villages,

There must be this place,

There must be! "

The landlord also posted his photos at that time. The muddy clothes included grass debris.

But the reply of the following person clearly did not believe, saying:

"This ghost story is too bullshit."

"The production cost is also very low. If you get dirty and take a picture, you can play with the picture and talk?"

"A picture at the beginning, everything else depends on editing, landlord, don't be distracted."

"Landlord, didn't you have a mobile phone on your body at that time? Why didn't you take pictures?"

Zhou Ze continued to turn down,

Fortunately, there are not many replies, because this ghost story is really not new, nor wonderful.

But below, Zhou Ze saw a reply from the landlord:

"Wait, I will find a way to go again. This time I will come back with evidence to prove that I am not making up a story."

The next reply is 10 years, that is, one year later.

"It's been a year. Where's your fucking story, landlord? Haven't you made it up yet? I've always put it in my favorites."

Then there was a reply in 11 years:

"Two years have passed, has the landlord gone again?"

"The last reply is 12 years old:

"Let's break up. The landlord is already cold."

Zhou Ze looked at it and was stunned,

A sentence suddenly came to his mind:

"Nanyang liuziji, a high priest, also heard of it, and gladly planned to go. If it failed, he ended up looking for illness, and then there was no one to ask for help."