Chapter 27: Ten Years of Life and Death (17)
Zhangjia Village, Lijia Village.
Ever since their ancestors settled on both sides of the river a hundred years ago, their two villages have become neighbors. Over the past hundred years, the two villages have lived in harmony, with occasional intermarriage, but most of the villagers are not that close.
Ning Huanxin watched as young Aunt Zhang was stopped in her place, while those women carried the girl away on their backs.
She hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously hurried after him.
"Ning Huanxin!"
Jiang Lixing didn't expect Ning Huanxin to suddenly run. He shouted and ran after Ning Huanxin.
The two ran all the way until they came to the abandoned village.
This is the former Lijia Village.
All I see is desolation and depression.
Jiang Lixing looked at the overgrown grass in front of him, and seemed to still be able to feel the peace and tranquility here decades ago.
A tiny butterfly flapping its wings can bring about a devastating storm thousands of miles away. So what kind of accident happened decades ago that caused the entire Lijia Village to disappear overnight? …………
What Ning Huanxin saw was different from what Jiang Lixing saw.
What she saw was even more shocking.
Originally, Ning Huanxin was chasing that group of people, but for some reason, after entering the village, those people disappeared and all she saw was a burst of fire.
The whole village was surrounded by fire. Groups of people crawled out of their houses, all of them with pale faces and expressions of pain.
There were also some people rolling on the ground, groaning and groaning, appearing to be in great pain.
Ning Huanxin walked into the fire scene step by step. Her figure passed through the fire. She could not feel the burning and pain, but she could imagine the pain and despair of the villagers at that moment.
A group of people rushed in, and without saying a word, they carried away these powerless people, one after another.
The last person to be carried away was the young girl.
Her face was paler than the others, as pale as a dead person's.
Ning Huanxin still remembered her beautiful face that was full of energy and tranquility under the moonlight. But now, she looked haggard and her eyes were filled with sorrow...
The entire village was carried away. They looked very painful and desperate. They wanted to struggle and resist, but to no avail...
Ning Huanxin knew what was waiting for them.
Buried alive.
There are not many people in the village to begin with, and everyone who escapes from the fire tonight will be buried alive!
The fire gradually went out and heavy rain poured down, as if even God was crying.
Everything in front of her was shattered, and Ning Huanxin's eyes were blurry. When she came to her senses, all she saw was weeds and dilapidated ruins.
"Let's go back."
Ning Huanxin suddenly whispered.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Jiang Lixing stared at her blankly and couldn't help whispering, "You are still sick, why don't you go to the hospital?"
"The hospital can't cure my disease, I want to go back, only Zhangjia Town can cure my disease."
Ning Huanxin spoke very affirmatively.
She wanted to go back to find Aunt Zhang. She believed that this time she could make Aunt Zhang talk to her and tell her what happened decades ago between the two villages! Only by knowing what happened decades ago could she know what to do next and how to complete the mission in this world of memories and return to the real world...
[Today is an automatic update, the author is not online] Thanks: Xiaohuli, Moshang, and Yixi for the rewards.
(End of this chapter)