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Chapter 93: Village Disaster

"This is my home!"

Ka Lengzi pushed open the door which was not locked at all.

The dust dispersed.

This is a very simple house.

There is only a bed and a table in the house, but other than that, there is nothing else.

"You live here? Where are your family members?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

"I have lost my parents since I was a child."

Ka Lengzi touched his head and said with a smile, "This house is the only thing my parents left to me."

"Excuse me."

Zhao Gangjun said apologetically.

"It's nothing. Although I don't have parents, haven't I still survived?" Ka Lengzi said, "The village chief's grandpa loves me. If they bully me, the village chief's grandpa will teach them a lesson."

Zhao Gangrong looked around this simple house.

One can imagine what kind of hardship a child who is not very smart, without the care of his parents, must endure when he grows up in a place like this.

Although Ka Lengzi said it easily, Zhao Gangjun felt a sense of solemnity.

"I haven't been back for a long time. The house is dirty. Brother Gang, you can sleep here with me tonight. I'll go back and wash the kang. It will be cool to sleep on at night!" Ka Lengzi said with a smile.

"Okay, let's clean the house." Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.

"good."

The two quickly cleaned up the house.

At this time, night had also fallen quietly.

There are no street lights in the village, only the lights of each house, making it look very quiet.

Zhao Gangjun and Ka Lengzi had dinner at the village chief's house. After dinner, the two returned to Ka Lengzi's home.

The two were lying side by side on the kang. Ka Lengzi seemed a little excited and chatted with Zhao Gangjun about interesting things he encountered when he was a child.

Although Ka Lengzi's words were illogical and his expression skills were poor, Zhao Gangjun listened very carefully and from time to time he would talk about things that happened when he was a child.

The two of them chatted like this, and the whole night passed.

At dawn the next day, Zhao Gangjun and Ka Lengzi went out.

"I've been to that village, brother Gang Bian, just follow me!"

Carrying a backpack on his back, Ka Lengzi said as he walked into the mountains with Zhao Gangjun.

The mountain road of more than fifty miles is not easy to walk, because it is very remote and there are almost no roads. There are only very difficult mountain roads. Zhao Gangjun and Ka Lengzi are not in a hurry. They chat while walking.

It took about three hours of walking, and we arrived at our destination just before noon.

This village is much bigger than Ghost Village.

The construction of the village is also better than that of Guiling Village, and there is an asphalt road leading to nearby towns.

Compared with this village, Ghost Village is simply a primitive village.

Enter the village.

From time to time, people riding motorcycles passed by Zhao Gangjun in the village.

"Why is other people's village so rich and your village still so poor?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

"Our village is also rich, but the village chief grandpa said that there are many places to spend money in our village, and our wealth should not be exposed, so our village should keep a low profile." Ka Lengzi said.

Zhao Gangjun nodded and asked, "Then where should we go to get wild ginseng?"

"Their village chief's house."

As Ka Lengzi said, he led Zhao Gangjun into a courtyard with familiar faces.

A middle-aged man was sitting in the courtyard, holding a pipe in his mouth and a mobile phone in his hand, playing with it constantly.

"Uncle the village chief."

Ka Lengzi knocked on the door.

The middle-aged man looked at the door, nodded with a smile, and said, "Lunzi, I haven't seen you for a while! Where have you been during this time?"

"I'm going to the south."

Ka Lengzi touched his head, then pointed at Zhao Gangjun and said, "This is Brother Gangjun."

"Hello, village chief."

Zhao Gangjun nodded to the village chief.

"Well, hello, hello."

The village chief stood up from the chair and said, "Ka Lengzi, come in and sit for a while. The ginseng picker hasn't come back yet. You have to wait for a while. It's really strange. Normally he should be back by this time.

Why haven't you come back after so long?"

"Then let's wait."

Ka Lengzi said, and said to Zhao Gangjun, "Brother Gangjun, let's wait?"

"Um!"

Zhao Gangjun nodded, and the two followed the village chief into the house.

This wait turned out to be half a day.

Wait until the sun sets.

Just then someone walked in from outside the house.

The man's body was covered with dust and his face and hands were bruised in many places.

"what happened?"

The village chief quickly walked up to the man.

"Village chief, I'm finally back."

The man let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

"What on earth is going on?" the village chief asked, "You didn't fall from the mountain, did you?"

"Almost!"

The man took off his backpack, put it aside, and said, "I almost lost my life today because of these things. Fortunately, I met an expert."

"What's going on?" the village chief asked, holding a glass of water.

"More memorizing today."

The man took a sip of water, and then told him bit by bit what happened to him today.

After receiving the reservation call last night, this person went up the mountain, climbed over the mountains and ridges, and finally found the wild ginseng.

He had dug a lot of wild ginseng and was about to leave, but he found a very large wild ginseng.

The ginseng grew on a very dangerous mountain wall. The man couldn't bear to give up such a big ginseng, so he took the risk to pick it. As soon as he put the ginseng in his backpack, his feet slipped and he fell directly from the mountain wall.

It rolled up and down.

There is an abyss beneath this mountain wall. This man was lucky and got stuck in a tree.

The tree was not big, so although the person was stuck, it was not very stable. The person did not dare to move at all.

It was noon.

The scorching sun was baking this man.

Seeing that he would either die from the sun or fall to death, he would eventually die. A fairy girl dressed in white floated down on the tree.

"I tell you, that is really a fairy girl!"

The ginseng picker's eyes were shining and he said, "I have never seen such a beautiful person. She seemed to have flown from the sky and landed on the tree. The tree didn't even tremble! Then

The fairy girl grabbed me and jumped lightly. I felt like I was flying. When I came to my senses, I was already safe! The fairy girl smiled at me...you don’t know how powerful that smile was.

How charming, I have never seen that kind of smile in my life... If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to come back today!"

"Are you stupid? Where did this fairy daughter come from in this world?" The village chief gave the ginseng picker a blank look and said, "You are not stupid because you have been exposed to too much sun, are you?"

"Village Chief, I'm definitely not lying! I even gave her the wild ginseng I picked later!" said the ginseng picker.

"You guys must have fallen silly."

The village chief shook his head, picked up the backpack on the side and looked at it.

There are a lot of wild ginseng in it.

"The harvest is not bad." The village chief nodded and said to Zhao Gangjun, "I'll ask them to take it and process it, and they can sell it in a while."

"Um."

Zhao Gangjun nodded, glanced at the ginseng picker on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little curious about the fairy girl in the ginseng picker's mouth.

It didn't take long for the wild ginseng to be processed.

After paying the money, Zhao Gangjun and Ka Lengzi declined the village chief's invitation to have a few drinks together and headed to Ghost Village under the cover of night.

The night sky was dark, and the sounds of wild beasts could be heard from time to time in the mountains.

Because it was getting late, Zhao Gangjun and Ka Lengzi both quickened their pace.

In less than an hour, the two returned to Ghost Village.

However, when he saw Guiling Village from a distance, Zhao Gangjun saw the fire all over the sky.

From time to time, screams came from the Ghost Village.

"not good!"

Zhao Gangjun's expression changed, and he quickly rushed towards Ghost Village with Ka Lengzi.

The two soon arrived at the entrance of the village.

The gate at the entrance of the village has been destroyed.

The sign with the words "Ghost Village" fell to the ground and was crushed into two halves.

"Slow down your steps, slow down your breathing, and follow me."

Zhao Gangjun said to Ka Lengzi, whose eyes were already turning red.

Ka Lengzi gritted his teeth and nodded, the two of them ducked into the village, and then quickly headed towards the place where the scream came from.

On the way, the two saw the bodies of many villagers.

Some were shot to death, while others died miserably, as if they were torn apart by some wild beast.

Soon, the two arrived at the center of the village.

As soon as the two arrived, they saw a shocking scene.

A group of big Russian men in camouflage uniforms lined up behind a man in leather clothing.

In front of them, there were some people lying in various directions, all of whom were villagers from the village.

The man in leather clothes was holding an old man in his hand, who was the village chief.

The village chief's face was pale and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked not in good condition.

"Tukanov, was he really killed by you?"

The man in leather jacket asked slightly confused.

"That's right, I was the one who killed him. Ahem, cough, cough."

The village chief said while coughing.

"You alone can kill Tukhanov?"

The man in leather clothes frowned and said, "You seem to be hiding something?"

"I am the one who killed him!"

The village chief's voice suddenly became louder, "You have killed so many people in our village, I, I will never let you go!"

"In fact, they don't have to die."

The leather-clad man smiled and said, "However, I was thinking that if I kill some people, I should be able to dig out what I want from your mouth faster, so I killed a few people first. Now,

Can you tell me what I want?"

"I have already said that the well water will be exhausted. Even if you know the formula, it is of no use." The village chief said.

"Is it?"

The man in leather clothes grabbed the village chief and walked to the mouth of the well. He grabbed the village chief's hair with one hand and said, "The water in the well is going to dry up. If you add some blood in it, won't it still be usable? The blood of so many people in your village will fill this well."

There should be no problem with the well... Let’s start with you first, which can be regarded as revenge for Tukhanov.”

After saying that, the man in leather suddenly exerted force on his hand, as if he wanted to forcefully tear the village chief's head off his neck.

"Let go of the village chief!"

A loud shout came.

I saw Ka Lengzi holding a pan and appearing next to the leather-clad man.

The pan hit the leather-clad man hard on the head.

The man in the leather jacket smiled, stretched out his hand, grabbed one side of the pan, and then turned it hard!

Click, click, click.

The pan that usually seemed indestructible was rolled into a burrito by the other party with a random twist.


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