Ying Kongxiu was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.
Looking back, she saw an old man with a white beard sitting under a tree not far from her.
Ying Kongxiu quickly took a dozen steps back, already holding the bottle in his pocket, and asked cautiously: "You...who are you?"
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. My name is Xu Han and I'm from Xujia Village." The old man said.
Xujiacun is the village where a group of people were trapped!
"Xujia Village? Where are the people in your village? Where are they? What happened? Why am I here?" Ying Kongxiu had a series of questions in her heart.
"Don't worry, girl, I'll speak slowly." Xu Han sighed.
Deep in Xujia Village, in the mountainous hinterland of Sichuan Province, there is only a narrow path leading to the outside. And this is the only one-way road that cannot pass through the village and can only be returned the same way. There is no signal in the village, let alone the Internet, so it is difficult to get information from the outside world.
It spread here. Therefore, Xujia Village has always been relatively isolated, with very few people coming in from the outside. There are only less than 300 villagers in total. They have been self-sufficient for many years, and few young and middle-aged people go out to work. They have been living huddled in the village.
Three months ago, more than a dozen people came to Xujiacun.
The sudden arrival of outsiders made the villagers puzzled. Some people came forward to hear the news, and were told that they were an archaeological team doing an inspection here.
The village chief felt strange because the other party was unwilling to communicate with the villagers and said they were an archaeological team, but they looked nothing like it. Moreover, they did not eat, drink or sleep for two days in a row, which aroused the village chief's suspicion even more.
The village chief asked for the certificate, but the other party could not produce it and asked the villagers not to disturb them.
Later, the village chief asked them to leave and a dispute broke out. Unexpectedly, the archaeological team directly killed the village chief and brutally burned the body to ashes.
At this time, Xujiacun exploded. They all picked up sickles and shovels and fought against the opponent. In the end, several people were killed by the opponent in less than a few seconds.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the villagers fled out of the village, some climbed up the mountain, and some even tried to climb down from the cliff.
As a result, they were all intercepted by the opponent and more than a dozen villagers were killed.
At this time, the villagers gave up completely and could only stay in the village without daring to go anywhere. Some young people who tried to escape while it was dark were easily discovered and killed by the other party.
The archaeological team has been wandering around the village for four or five days without knowing what they were doing.
A few days later they all suddenly evacuated the village, leaving no one behind.
The villagers waited for a long time and found out that it was safe.
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They fled out of the village. But for some unknown reason, there seemed to be an invisible wall blocking them at the entrance of the village.
The entire village seemed to be shrouded in a transparent wall like a huge pot lid. If anyone touched it, their fingers would be burnt immediately, and hitting it with other objects would have no effect.
The helpless villagers had no choice but to return to the village. Apart from not being able to go out, their lives were not affected at all. Everything seemed to be back to before.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. One night more than ten days later, Xu Han was alone in the wild looking for a lost sheep. When he returned, he suddenly found many figures on the road. He noticed something was wrong and hid in the grass to check.
There were about forty or fifty people from the other party, who sneaked into the village quietly and scattered in every corner. After a long time, they gathered together and stood there quietly not knowing what they were waiting for.
Not long after, a scene that shocked Xu Han happened. The silent village suddenly flashed a few lights, and then screams were heard from everywhere, mixed with the neighing of livestock.
He was stunned and hiding in the grass, not knowing what was happening.
Xu Han only saw villagers running out of their houses from time to time. They were all burned to ashes by outsiders who didn't know what they were using. Even the cattle and sheep were not spared.
After more than an hour, the noisy village gradually disappeared and became quiet again.
Dozens of outsiders turned around and walked toward the village, still as quietly as ghosts.
Xu Han held back his tears and followed him from a distance, trying to find out the reason.
Soon, dozens of people came to the edge of the pond at the head of the village. Because of the darkness, Xu Han, who was hiding in the distance, could not see clearly what the other party was doing.
He turned around and hid behind the house, covering his mouth with tears streaming down his face. When he looked out again, dozens of people on the other side had disappeared.
Xu Han did not dare to run around and hid until dawn. When he found that there was no movement, he ran back to the village.
As a result, there was no one in the whole village, and even the cattle, sheep and livestock were missing.
Xu Han ran to the entrance of the village and found that the invisible barrier was still standing there. In desperation, he came to the pond and looked at the normal water surface with great sadness.
He is over eighty years old and has lived here for generations. Because it is too isolated, he has escaped the enemy's invasion during the war years and has been living a stable life.
Because few outsiders enter, the villagers of more than 300 people know each other well, and this has been true for generations.
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Now that something like this happened suddenly, Xu Han couldn't react for a moment, as if everything was in a dream.
He slapped his face which was already full of grooves, and the severe pain made him realize clearly that all this was reality.
Xu Han cried until the sky was dark by the pond. He could not accept this fact no matter what. With great sadness, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed 300 times in the direction of the village, which lasted more than two hours.
Xu Han, who was already in his eighties, was physically and mentally exhausted. He no longer had much energy to continue grieving.
Although Xu Han hasn't figured out this yet, he saw the death of the villagers with his own eyes after all. They were slaughtered at will by the group of people just like chickens and ducks.
I just happened to go out to look for sheep in the middle of the night, otherwise I would be an unjust ghost now.
In addition to sadness, Xu Han's eyes were red, and he wanted to tear those people apart immediately. But after all, he was already at this age, and his old eyes were dim and he could not see the faces of any of the other people clearly.
He sat by the pond and waited, holding a machete for chopping wood.
Although the other party was young and strong, he was already an octogenarian and was not vulnerable at all. But the incomparable resentment made him full of strength, a power of revenge.
He was waiting, waiting for the other party to appear. Even if he could kill one person, it would be regarded as a tribute to the villagers' spirits in heaven.
Xujiacun has lived here for generations, and there is absolutely no possibility of any enmity with the outside world. Even young people who occasionally go out to work are unlikely to cause such inhumane troubles.
Xu Han still couldn't figure out why, and he couldn't accept that the entire village, men, women, old and young, had become innocent ghosts for no apparent reason.
He sat there until it got dark, but there was still no movement around him. Xu Han stood up and simply walked to the middle of the pond. He knew that the water was very shallow, and there was usually no danger for children to enter.
Unexpectedly, after standing in the water for just a few minutes, my vision went dark and I lost consciousness.
When Xu Han opened his eyes again, he found himself at the bottom of a hillside, next to a forest, and in the distance seemed to be a village.
After consideration, he hid in the woods not far away and waited quietly. He knew that the other party was likely to appear here.
However, no second person appeared in that place. He didn't dare to rush past the village in the distance. He didn't want to die simply, so he could at least have someone to support him.
Xu Han stayed in the woods like this until Ying Kongxiu suddenly appeared.