Half a year ago.
It was about a month before my great-grandfather passed away. In fact, he was visiting relatives on the day of the accident and did not go home... His great-grandfather was over a hundred years old and had poor health. He was bedridden for many years, so it was normal for him to die suddenly.
And the village looked normal at that time.
The dead are gone, and the living should move on.
Until that day!
He remembered that day very clearly because it was his trumpet promotion match.
It was late that night and the weather was very cold. Just when he got a pentakill, the internet suddenly went offline!
He was so angry about this that he couldn't sleep!
It wasn't until he heard a knock on the door that he knew it must be his father coming back, so he quickly turned off the lights and buried his head in the quilt, pretending to be asleep.
Under normal circumstances, his father would just take a look and not say anything.
However, that day was different from usual. My father almost kicked the door open and walked in, scaring me so much that I shivered even though I was hiding under the quilt.
A rapid and suffocating gasp was heard in the quiet room. When the quilt was lifted and I opened my eyes, I saw my father's panic.
"Xiaoxing, get up quickly, pack your things and leave!"
He had never seen his father show such an expression. Just as he was puzzled, his father rushed to other rooms in a hurry and woke up his sister and mother who were sleeping.
Suddenly, there was a sound of rummaging through drawers in the living room.
…
"Hurry, pack up your things and leave this village with me, quickly!"
That night, my father seemed extremely panicked and even his body was shaking. It was not because of the cold... but because of fear!
It’s like I’ll die if I don’t leave the village!
The mother was puzzled and the sister started crying... The father, who was in a frenzy at this time, actually slapped the mother.
Suddenly... the crying in the room became louder.
My mother was yelling that she wanted to go back to her parents' home and get a divorce, while my sister was crying while hugging her mother's thighs.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's too late, too late... Get out of here... Get out of here!"
"Xiaoxing, hurry...get out of here!"
My father packed up some valuables in a frenzy, then hurriedly pulled me and my mother out.
It was not until he went out... that he realized that night was exceptionally bright!
The originally quiet village became extremely lively, with everyone holding flashlights and bringing their families with them.
Second Uncle… Third Aunt… Seventh Master…
These are the people in the village. They all seem to be fleeing, their expressions are full of fear, and what's more... many adults are crying.
…
"Is everyone here?"
"Tell the children to quiet down their voices."
"Don't be afraid, everyone. Everything will be fine. The leader will take you out later. As for what happened, I will tell you after we leave."
An old man in his sixties squeezed out from the crowd. It was the village chief.
The village chief has a high prestige. In this quaint little mountain village, his words are more effective than those of the sheriff.
Since the village chief said it was okay, then it must be okay, although he didn't know why they had to leave the village so late at night.
Another man emerged from the noisy crowd, dressed in a uniform similar to that of a sheriff.
However, it was very dark at the time and the flashlight kept shaking, so that the man's expression looked a little gloomy and scary.
"My name is Zhang Tong, captain of the Qin City Patrol. Something terrible has happened in the village, but please rest assured, I will resolve it. I will lead everyone out of the village now. Once you're outside, there will be someone to take care of you. Please trust the authorities."
"Remember, from now on, as a family, hold hands and never let go, no matter what happens!"
The man named Zhang Tong said seriously.
"Did everyone hear clearly? Listen to what this leader says." The village chief's voice came.
Then everyone was in a hurry and wasted a long time before they lined up and walked forward hand in hand.
"Village chief, it seems that Lao Jie from the mountain hasn't come yet!" A voice came from the shouting crowd.
After hearing this, the village chief looked behind him. Lao Jie lived alone on the mountain, at the innermost part of the village, and it seemed that he had not been notified.
"Look at this..." The village chief looked at Zhang Tong.
Zhang Tong shook his head and said, "I can't put everyone here in danger because of one person."
The village chief sighed and said he understood.
…
The night in the mountains was exceptionally quiet. It was winter, and the temperature was very low. A cold wind blew from time to time, making the branches rustle and whimper, like the howling of ghosts, adding a touch of eerie and terrifying atmosphere to the team.
Everyone held hands, waved flashlights, and talked a lot.
"What on earth is going on?"
"I don't know. Could it be related to the recent deaths in our village?"
"Impossible?"
“…”
Noticing that the discussions in the team were getting louder and louder, Zhang Tong had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Everyone, from now on, no talking allowed. Turn off all flashlights except the one in front!"
As Zhang Tong finished speaking, the village chief was stunned for a moment, and then immediately passed it on.
He believed in this leader from the city.
Fortunately, the people of Qiaojia Village were simple and honest, and coupled with the prestige of the village chief, everyone obediently did as they were told.
They trust the village chief and the authorities, and there must be reasons for doing so.
If someone could stand high in the air at this moment, they would find that in the quiet Qiaojia Village, everyone was connected together, like a giant snake wriggling.
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"Lao Ming, why are your hands so cold? Are you sick?"
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