Yo, grandpa is here

In the eyes of Hu Laoxi, the superstitious leader, these two ancestors had great supernatural powers.

"You say yes, let's go, go to the Dead Man's Village!" Qing Qing didn't deliberately explain, and directed Hu Laoxi and his brother to drive in the direction of the Dead Man's Village.

It is said that there are only three wards, but it takes a very long time to walk. No one has walked this road for three years, and the weeds are overgrown. The closer to the village of the dead, the more difficult it is to walk.

There is still a few hundred meters away from the village, the grass is already half a person high, and the road is completely invisible. Hu Laoxi stopped the horse and begged with a bitter face:
"Grandma Clan, I really can't make it through."

Some people, on the surface, are coachmen, but secretly they are cowards who want to find talismans.

Hu Laoxi was worried all the way, fearing that he would suffer bad luck if he got close to this inauspicious place.

He didn't even want to come when Qingqing changed the name of the village to Dayu, but now that he's close to a "village of the dead", how can he not be afraid.

"Okay, let's stop here, I'll find a place with higher ground to have a look." Qingqing jumped off the carriage, looking around with her eyes.

Everyone already had a preconceived view of the Dead Man's Village. With the support of psychological effects, they felt that this place was threatening, and weeds as tall as half a person were spreading forward, and the village not far away could be vaguely seen.

Looking at it from a distance, the silent village seems to be a monster sealed in the netherworld. The sound made by the wind blowing across the meadow is so permeating, like the wailing of a wronged soul.

After Qingqing came, she became more and more sure of her conjecture that the location of the village of the dead was particularly remote, belonging to the unreliable zone.

"Grandma Zu, did you see anything?" Yao Yao asked.

With just one glance, she was sure that no one lived in this village.

After all, Grandma Zu looked at it from such a distance. She only took a look at the house from a distance, and she could draw an inference. If it wasn't a ghost, what else could it be?
"Plague. There was an outbreak of plague in this village. It is correct that we did not enter the village. This distance is relatively safe. It is not suitable to stay in this place for a long time. Let's go."

"Their house seems to be very short?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after thinking about it, they didn't dare to add trouble, they could only watch helplessly as Qingqing rolled up the slope, she was as light as a swallow, and moved nimbly, she rushed to the slope with a few swishes.

This angle is condescending, but you can't see the whole picture of the village of the dead. You can barely see the two houses in front. The yard is full of weeds, and the houses are almost submerged. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

Qingqing nodded and walked down the slope.

But what happened in this village will not be overwhelmed by weeds, Qingqing knows it after a few glances.

Hu Laoxi felt helpless, the god must be too curious this day, she dared to come to this kind of place.

The plague occurred three years ago, and the surrounding villages have been fine for the past three years, which means that the plague did not spread, and people died before it could disperse.

"Well, I see, I already know why this village died."

Fortunately, it is inconvenient for the people to travel, they don’t move around frequently, and the villages are far apart. If the population is densely packed and the transportation is as developed as in later generations, the plague death three years ago must not be as simple as a village. .

Qingqing knew in her heart that this thing was powerful, so she cautiously asked the village chief a few questions before she dared to bring someone over.

Everyone felt that this place was very evil, and what was in their minds was what the villagers called "God's Wrath" when they were in Qingziling Village.

"Grandma Zu, you didn't even enter the village, how did you know it was the rat disease you mentioned?" Yao Yao couldn't remember the plague, so he called it the rat disease.

Qingqing was not affected at all, and looked around to find a suitable slope. The slope looked to be five or six meters high, like a small hill, and it was split open in front of everyone, as if being split by a knife It seems to have been washed away by rain in summer.

Shake looked carefully for a while, and really found something different.

"I've always thought that Grandma Zu was descended from the gods." Er Mao raised his chin proudly, "It's the god who protects us!"

This is also the horror of pneumonic plague. From infection to death, the course of the disease is extremely short, and it can be fatal in just a few days. Many people died before they could take the virus to other places.

"You don't need to enter the village. The houses here have already told me the truth. Yao Yao, look carefully. How are the houses here different from those in our village?" Qingqing asked.

"Uh, you might call it the Great Plague, right? It doesn't matter what it's called, what's important is that it's a super serious infectious disease caused by rodents. Rats, I heard from the village chief said that they died of high fever and vomiting blood. It was still so short, and I already locked in the plague in my heart, and it was pneumonic plague transmitted through droplets."

Shake felt that with this kind of perspective, Da Luo Jinxian would not be able to see anything, and the grandma of the family would probably say that she couldn't see it.

"Our family grandma, where did he get so much energy?" Hu Laoxi looked at Qingqing who had climbed to the top of the slope and sighed.

But the grandmother of the family said that she already knew the cause of death in this village? !
"You don't think...this village has provoked evil spirits, do you?" Yao Yaogang still thought that there were no ghosts and gods, but it seemed that there was no reasonable explanation except ghosts and gods.

"It's enough for me and I to shake it up. The soil on this slope is soft and can't hold too many people." Qingqing saw these people's faces were serious and looked at death as if they were at home, and smiled to comfort them.

Ermao and Dafa also grabbed the scythe on the car and followed. Although Hu Laoxi was afraid, he still bit the bullet and followed in a hurry like a law.

Although the slope looks steep and looks like it might collapse at any moment, she will be there wherever the grandma of the clan is, and she will die in front of the grandma of the clan.

Yao Yao originally thought that the grandma of the clan must not have noticed anything from being so far away.

Qingqing strode towards Po, followed closely behind, biting her lip.

The crops are all barren, all the roads leading to the village are covered with weeds, and the village is dilapidated.

Hu Laoxi had already whispered "Hurry up like a law", and the others also had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"What?!"

"What is the plague?"

Although she knew that the plague would not last long in the natural environment, and three years had passed, it should be safe here, but just to be on the safe side, she still couldn't stay here any longer.

A group of people got into the carriage, Hu Laoxi quickly drove the carriage away, ran for a while, far away from the village of the dead, and asked only after shaking.

"Grandma Zu, you haven't told me yet, why do you get rat disease if the house is short?"

The others were also waiting with their ears pricked up for Qingqing's explanation.

"According to the village chief, the ancestors of this dead village probably came from Osmanthus, so the structure of the houses is different from ours. The whole village has this kind of low structure, and according to my observation, their sewage ditch It was also done indiscriminately.”