Chapter 135

This is a very chaotic scene, which makes Zhou Ze feel at a loss. The villagers turn a blind eye to the food and rush to Zhou Ze again.

Zhou Ze's fingernails tear the villagers in front of him again and again, but they will soon gather again. This is an endless killing. The typical ant kills the elephant.

There must be something supporting this place, making it a circle like a border. These fierce ghosts don't seem to be as strong as the real ones. But the most abnormal part of them is that they can regroup after death.

The little monkey grabbed Zhou Ze's shoulder and watched him kill all the way. He was willing to help, but he couldn't help at all. If he used to cooperate with Zhou Ze, a demon and a ghost could rush out. But now, he only has the part of shivering, and he has to pray that Zhou Ze doesn't want to run out so fast.

It's clear. Zhou Ze is finished. It's definitely finished.

It was eaten by people in the last life. Is it necessary for ghosts to eat it again in this life?

This grand slam, it doesn't want to.

It seems that these villagers intend to block Zhou Ze's way to the outside of the ancestral hall and rush up bravely, just to block Zhou Ze's time for a few seconds, but they did succeed. Zhou Ze is not far from the entrance of the ancestral hall. As long as they can rush out, it is much easier to find a way to escape. Now, they can only be blocked in this narrow area, which is very difficult Accept.

"Squeak!!!"

The little monkey's tail was caught by a villager. The little monkey let out a scream. It felt that it was going to be eaten.

Zhou Ze directly turned around, took a black fog with his fingernails and tore up the villager in an instant, and caught the little monkey back. But in this way, Zhou Ze was a little far away from the door.

The villagers worked hard to put pressure on it, which made Zhou Ze's breakthroughs useless. At present, Zhou Ze is suppressed in the deepest place of the ancestral hall where the Holy Card is placed.

"Whoo Whoo Call........ "

After breathing again and again, Zhou Ze was really tired, but these villagers didn't give him any chance to relax.

"Hua La"

a crisp sound,

Zhou Ze swept all the cards on the table directly. He hoped that the villagers could protect their ancestral cards and leave a gap for themselves.

But unfortunately, the villagers didn't feel at all about the ancestral tablet, and they were indifferent to the fact that the ancestral tablet fell on the ground, so they continued to rush towards Zhou Ze.

For the first time, Zhou Ze felt a little aggrieved.

First of all, I really want to help others. My conscience hurts!

You say you are hungry, I can see it, but rice and grain are in front of you. Do you want to eat me or not?

No reason!

If you don't reason, don't blame me!

Zhou Ze's anger at the bottom of his heart was aroused. There was a limit to the kindness and compassion of people. Zhou Ze rushed to the past. This time, he didn't take the initiative to run out, but caught the dead soul and killed it. At the same time, with the stack of anger and rage at the bottom of his heart, Zhou Ze's skin began to slowly show a bronze color.

Obviously, the attack of exhaustion and anger has begun to wake up the other side of Zhou Ze.

"Boom!"

The two spirits were hugged by Zhou Ze's hands and fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

The soul of the dead explodes. I don't know where I'll go to get back together and come back. At the same time, the ground is smashed into a hole again. The white rice starts to splash and sprinkles everywhere.

All of a sudden, Zhou Ze stood up a little dazed, because the villagers who were shouting hungry and crazy all of a sudden squatted down and began to pick up the rice on the ground, even the rice between the cracks.

Then,

Ze, the former stage's favorite spotlight aggregator, was suddenly deserted.

It's a huge gap.

Zhou Zedu is at a loss. It can only be said that these villagers are all sick and hungry. They keep so much food in the ancestral hall from touching.

One by one, are they all misers?

Fortunately, Zhou Ze knew that this was not a real time. He rushed out of the ancestral hall directly with the little monkey. This time, no one stopped him. After running to the ridge again, Zhou Ze's copper luster just started to fade.

Zhou Ze also has a long sigh of relief. If you can't go in that state, don't go in. The key is that after the end, you will not only suffer a lot from your soul, but also resist the paralysis of your body and the inconvenience of living for a long time.

Grasp the monkey who still grasps his shoulder and is a little scared, and directly throw it on the ground,

"find the way out."

Zhou doesn't want to delay until the villagers have picked up the rice grains and then all come to besiege him.

The little monkey didn't let Zhou Ze down. After a few laps of running, he directly plunged into the thatch, and then disappeared.This made Zhou Ze doubt whether he had a monkey or a dog,

because the monkey was sniffing to and fro on the ground when he was turning on the ground.

Zhou Ze also followed him for a few turns, but he didn't learn to put his nose to the ground, and then rushed into the thatch pile.

Zhou Ze found himself in the street. At this time, the shops in the street were basically closed, which was obviously very late.

The old Taoist crouched on one side and felt the monkey that had come out before. Seeing Zhou Ze coming out, he immediately stood up and asked:

"boss, are you ok?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

There is a Nissan parked opposite. Xu Qinglang is sitting in it. When Zhou Ze comes out, he gets out of the car and asks:

"is the matter solved?"

"Where were you before? I can't get through to you. "

"The signal in the basement of the library is not good. Get on the bus first. I found some other clues here."

After getting on the car, Zhou Ze said the things in it briefly.

Xu Qinglang nodded and said: "I went to the city library first, checked the materials, and found a local journal in the period of the Republic of China. Actually, it wasn't the Republic of China. At that time, it was a Japanese occupied area.

It's a record book. It's recorded by the local puppet government, and it's kept. It records the massacre of the three villages. According to the above statement, it's because the local villagers hid the wounded soldiers of the Anti Japanese armed elements and were found, which led to the revenge sweeping of the ghosts. "

"Say the point." Zhou Ze reminds me.

"Then, I checked the borrowing record of this book. It's a very remote book, which ordinary people would not notice at all. But in 2009, someone borrowed it, called Lishi. I suspect that this person and the one who posted it were one person. "

Zhou Ze nodded.

During that time, there won't be too many people who really pay attention to the three villages.

"I investigated Lishi again and found that he died of a heart attack at the end of 2009. However, his clue did not break because he was driving when he had a heart attack and his car hit a tree.

The place of death, on the road in the woods in the suburb.

It's very desolate. In 2009, it was desolate. Now it's also desolate. But there's a sanatorium, similar to a nursing home, but more advanced. It belongs to the nature of public-private partnership. "

"So, do you think Lishi wanted to go to the sanatorium by driving there before he died?"

"Yes, so I think there should be a clue hidden in the sanatorium, and he found it. Even, I think this man had entered the third village for the second time. According to what you said, the villagers in the sanatorium were starving to eat people, but in 2009, the problem was not so serious.

Then, he gets some information in the village. Only those who can enter the three villages, except for you, are all dying people. "

Speaking of this, Xu Qinglang subconsciously looked at the old road sitting in the back seat.

At the beginning, Lao Dao felt very dispirited.

the monkey smashed in,

the boss went in,

as a result, he couldn't make it, and he felt that he was a failure.

Then when Xu Qinglang came and told him that only those who were dying had a chance to go in, the Taoist priest laughed happily, and two snot bubbles appeared on the tip of his nose.

"Li Shi didn't have time to solve the problem. He died in the middle of the way."

Zhou Ze watched Xu Qinglang talking while driving and asked, "so, we are going to the sanatorium now?"

Xu Qinglang nodded.

Half an hour later,

the car drove into the sanatorium. Because it was late at night, the sanatorium was closed. However, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang jumped over the wall directly, entered the office, and directly accessed the customer information of the sanatorium.

It's natural to use extraordinary means in extraordinary time. If the problems in the three villages are not solved, the problems caused by them will be very terrible if the ghosts come out.

Zhou Ze, Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang are looking for needles in a haystack.

Because no one knows,

the person that the landlord was looking for nine years ago,

is he dead now?

After all, many people who enter sanatorium are old people or people with poor health. Nine years is not necessarily enough.

Moreover, there is no specific search information, only by eye.

It's not looking for a needle in a haystack, it's fishing in the sea.

However, a patient's information made Zhou Ze's eyes slightly coagulate. He motioned to Xu Qinglang and Lao Dao nearby, and then pointed to the humanity in the picture:

"Chen Guangnong, born in 1919."

"Sleeper, boss, is this guy 99?" The old Taoist exclaimed, then doubted: "here The one you can't always look for must be the oldest, right? I have several centenarians here. "Tongcheng is the hometown of longevity, and the number of centenarians ranks first in the national cities.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "it's different. I seem to have heard about this man. He was an official in Tongcheng for a period of time in the early years."

Zhou Ze opened the web page and began to search on it. Baidu Encyclopedia directly searched it. This is Chen Guangnong's specific life.

"Uprising?" Xu Qinglang noticed a little.

According to the records, this man was a battalion commander in the Huaihai Campaign in the war of liberation. He led the army to revolt and joined in the war of resistance against the United States and aid Korea. Later, he returned to his hometown, Tongcheng, and worked as a local official for a period of time. Then he retired. "

"I think it should be this person, what Li Shi is looking for, it should be this person." Zhou Ze said.

A legendary person has to have a legendary life worthy of one end. This person's life has been wonderful enough.

Zhou Ze found his ward first, but what made Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang and Lao Dao stupid was that Chen Guangnong had been in a coma for a long time a few years ago, similar to a vegetable. Now, it's just that his body has not died.

"Shit, what's going on?" Lao Dao's face was muddled.

Zhou Ze opened the door of the ward and went in. Xu Qinglang motioned to the old Taoist priest and the monkey to watch the wind outside. Then he followed him in.

There is some depression in the ward. The old man who is only one year away from completing his centenary achievement, his life has really entered the stage of running out of oil and light.

At this time, he is lying there unconscious,

you say he is alive, but he is no different from dead.

Zhou Ze sat down on the chair beside the bed and took a look at the data of various instruments around the old man. The situation of the old man was not optimistic.

"Is there any way to wake him up?" Asked Xu Qinglang.

He knew that Zhou Ze used to be a doctor.

Zhou Ze shook his head. If the man in Rongcheng hadn't been taken away by Tang Shi, it would be more convenient to invite him. That guy is said to be a psychiatrist, and the hypnotic means are terrible, even the ghost can control hypnosis.

"Now, there seems to be only one way." Zhou Ze said.

"What can I do?"

"Kill him now, and then capture his dead soul for questioning."

“…………” Xu Qinglang.

Zhou Ze shook his head, saying that he was just joking. It was not easy for others to live to ninety-nine. He could not kill others for an uncertain reason.

In addition, people's life is full of ups and downs. They have been lying here for so many years. They may have seen everything and killed him. Maybe his soul will go to hell directly. They can't even ask.

"There is a book in the drawer."

Xu Qinglang opened the drawer and said.

"What book?"

"Autobiography should have been published at one's own expense with the help of posterity or others."

Xu Qinglang took out the book and turned it over.

"Look at the early life." Zhou Ze reminds me.

"I know."

Soon, Xu Qinglang found a record and said, "before the Anti Japanese War, he worked as a company commander in Tongcheng security group."

The security corps, that is, the local armed forces, is almost as effective as those in the Anti Japanese War dramas.

"When the devil entered the city, did he encounter resistance?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I've checked that the army of Guizi Fanzhong seems to be the 101st division. It's not very clear. However, it's said that the combat effectiveness of Guizi division is not very high after 100 years. This division seems to have been beaten badly in Jiangxi.

However, Tongcheng at that time did not have a regular Chinese army. It was completely the resistance of local armed groups in Tongcheng, who had fought with ghosts. However, the novice division was much better than the local armed security group, so Tongcheng fell very fast at that time. "

"So he participated in the resistance of Tongcheng against the Japanese army?"

"I should be. I should not have surrendered as a traitor, or I would not have been a battalion commander in the national army."

Zhou Ze frowned,

in front of him were the sleeping old man with the old age spot and all the villagers in those three villages, which made him feel very powerless. He had all the strength in his spare time, but he could only fight cotton with his fist.

Just now I have been standing here with Xu Qinglang for such a long time. The old man just closed his eyes and didn't respond. Obviously, he really lost his consciousness of the outside world.

But when he left like this, Zhou Ze was also a little reluctant. So, Zhou Ze bent down to the old man's ear and asked slowly:

"old man, you still remember Three villages? "

Suddenly,

a miracle happened,

the old man's fingers suddenly trembled,

then the eyelids began to tremble continuously,

he seemed to hear it, or was stimulated, his lips slightly opened, as if he made a very small sound:

"countryside Dear We... ""What did he say?" Asked Xu Qinglang.

Zhou Ze shakes his head, his voice is too small.

Xu Qinglang pushes away Zhou Ze, puts his ears on the old man's mouth and listens carefully.

After a while, Xu Qinglang stood up straight and looked serious.

"What did he say?" Zhou Ze asked.

"He said Want to kiss you? "