No matter whether our speculation about pig farming or Gu fighting theory is correct or not, our current goal is only one, and that is to become stronger.
The night is getting darker and darker, maybe because I slept too much during the day, I don't feel sleepy at all.
Dachun next door made a rhythmic snoring sound, and Ming Feichen's ice bead seemed to have eliminated their worries, otherwise this point , they must be having sex Stepping off the wooden bed, I stood by the window and looked out.
Looked carefully at Manru Village.
Manru Village is a village built on a mountain.
It is inappropriate to call it a village.
It should be a village.
The core area of the village is where we are.
A few stone alleys gather more than 80% of the village's population. bang bang Two crisp bangs came from the distance, breaking the calm.
It was the watchman of Manru Village.
The existence of a watchman is also a feature of Manru Village, but today's watchman seems to be a bit late.
Normally, the watchman would come out after ten o'clock every night, but today, it was already twelve o'clock before the sound of banging was heard.
Looking out through the window, the watchman was holding a white lantern and walking on the bluestone paths that were inclined at an angle of thirty degrees in the village, slowly walking towards these stone alleys. bang bang The sound of banging was getting closer and closer, and the watchman was getting closer and closer to me.
He was wearing a blue collarless top, black trousers, and a blue cloth headband.
Even with the white lantern, I couldn't see his face clearly.
When he reached our alley, he stopped and stood at the entrance of the alley for a while, then walked straight to a house.
He took out a piece of red paper from his arms and stuck it in front of the door.
I tried my best not to make a sound and looked sideways.
The watchman posted it very carefully, trying not to let any wrinkles on it.
After pasting it, he stood in front of the door for a while, opening and closing his mouth as if he was saying something.
Five minutes later, he picked up the lantern again and continued to patrol the night and bang the clapper.
His behavior reminded me of the charming yellow-skinned boy in Lubei Village.
After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't resist my curiosity, so I jumped out of the bamboo window.
There are a total of twenty-six bamboo houses in the alley from south to north, thirteen in each row.
The house with the red paper posted by the watchman is the third diagonally across from me.
I walked to the door and took a photo with my flashlight.
The thing on the red paper was very simple.
It was a person's birth date.
There are also life events.
I was a little confused, did the watchman stick this thing on the door because he was idle, but I was stunned when I saw it at the end.
The last line of words is: died on the seventh day of October.
I took out my phone and looked at the calendar.
Today is November 13th on the Gregorian calendar, which is the seventh day of October on the lunar calendar.
It is now one o'clock in the morning, and it was between seven and nine o'clock that time.
In other words, this person has at most eight hours to live.
I stared at the red paper for a while.
I’m still not sure whether what’s written above is true or false, but it doesn’t matter, I’ll know when the time comes.
Early the next morning, Lao Man came over early and said he would take us to eat the special snacks here.
Coincidentally, the store he took us to was the one with the red paper on it.
The red paper on the door had been removed long ago, but the store was still open, as if nothing had happened.
The boss’s surname is Gu, which is the same as the village chief.
Lao Man said that most people in Manru Village have the surname Gu and are related to the village chief.
The store is not big.
There were not many people eating inside, most of them just finished their shopping and left.
If what was written on the red paper yesterday was true, the nearly forty-year-old boss named Gu who was working in the store would die today.
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It was just seven o'clock now, which happened to be Chenshi.
He still had two hours to live.
I looked him over carefully.
Probably because he has been working all year round, he has a good body and a red face.
He is about 1.65 meters tall and has a loud voice.
There are no traces of Yin Qi invasion on the body.
Not only are there no traces of Yin Qi invasion, there are also no such things as the poisonous insects descending their heads.
If he can still die like this, it would be really evil.
Lao Man introduced the origin of the snacks with saliva, and I listened absently.
But his eyes were fixed on the boss.
"Well" Just as he was thinking about it, the boss's expression suddenly changed, and he fell straight backwards.
"Why" Lao Man opened his mouth and looked at the fallen boss in disbelief.
I took a step forward and checked the boss's breathing.
He was not breathing.
He died within a minute.
Not only was the person dead, but his soul was also gone.
He killed a person in such a short time without any warning.
I really couldn't understand it.
Just like what was written on the red paper last night, people really died at Chenshi.
Lao Man also reacted and ordered two people to find the village chief.
Then he squatted down and took a breath.
"What happened to the bald body yesterday?"
I asked in a deep voice.
"It's kept in the village hall," Lao Man replied while inspecting the body.
I stared at Old Man for a long time, making him feel a little embarrassed, and then told him what I saw last night.
Lao Man suddenly jumped up, rummaged around the room, and finally found crumpled red paper on the counter inside.
The village chief Gutou arrived soon.
After checking the body, he waved his hand and ordered the body to be carried away.
As a witness, I also followed Lao Gutou to the village committee compound.
It was said to be the village committee compound, but in fact it was the former residence of the village owner.
The yard was very large, and the corpse was placed in the middle of the yard.
Lao Gutou moved a chair with a large golden sword in the middle of the yard.
There were two rows of villagers standing on the left and right, as if they were interrogating the prisoners.
The watchman was quickly picked up, and as soon as I saw him I was sure that this was the man from last night's night.
The watchman was in his fifties.
He had many wrinkles on his face, his eyes were dull, and his trembling words were difficult to speak.
It was difficult to get the words out of his mouth.
"torture"
After asking for a long time, I didn't even ask.
Lao Gutou became angry and shouted.
The watchman looked up.
There was no fear on his face, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then, under our gaze, the man collapsed on the ground, lifeless.
Two people died in a row, and the courtyard suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Old Man even retreated and hid behind the crowd.
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The three of us looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
Just one day after arriving in Manru Village, three people died.
One was a bald man.
He was not yet considered a member of Manru Village and did not cause much of a stir.
But this time, two people died one after another, one was a relative of the village chief, and the other was a watchman.
The deaths were so strange that it made your scalp numb.
I can't figure it out.
I don't even understand how these two people died.
It stands to reason that within 24 hours after a person dies, if it is a normal death, the heavenly soul ascends to heaven and the earthly soul enters the earth, and will naturally dissipate.
But the soul of life, the so-called ghost, will remain in the body, which is why there is a custom in various places not to mention the name of others in front of the deceased within 24 hours of death, for fear of being remembered by ghosts.
I didn't feel a trace of souls at all on these two people.
Their three souls seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and I couldn't find them even if I tried to find them.
After a whole day of trouble, no trace was found.
Manru Village fell into an inexplicable panic.
After all, the village is not big, with a few hundred people in total, and three people suddenly died inexplicably, anyone would be scared.
"Xiao Ming, let's analyze it."
After returning to our residence, Dachun closed the door and began to analyze.
From the moment we returned to Manru Village, there was a landslide that blocked us here, and then the bald man suddenly appeared and died in front of our eyes.
Before the matter was over, Ruohan's pendant suddenly appeared again, and we didn't find out who put it there.
In the second half of the night, the watchman posted a red sticker again.
The person on the red sticker died the next day, and the watchman also died.
One after another, I always feel that this incident is not just for us, but the village elder Gutou is also involved.
Especially this morning, when the red sticker was delivered to him, I found that not only did his face look as sad as his dead father, but so did everyone else.
"I got a message" While he was analyzing, Lao Man came sneakily.
As soon as he came in, he said something like this
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