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Chapter 77 The Village Chief's Concealment

The villagers who had been busy for a long time immediately felt as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood and started working as hard as they could.

In the past three days, the villagers have been digging the soil almost day and night. It is said that there was originally a hillock near our village, but as a result, the hillock was dug into a plain. The village chief pointed towards the southeast

refer to.

"Do you still remember that place? There used to be a small hill, but it was later dug out and turned into a piece of grassland. As for the small forest in the past, it was actually the female Taoist priest who asked the villagers to plant it.

It happened, but later...ahem, I don't know why, but it became so supernatural."

The village chief didn't know that he choked on the cigarette and coughed twice, but when I looked at his expression, I always felt that he looked weird now.

The village chief's words stunned me, and I couldn't help but curiously ask: "Didn't you say that place was once a mass grave? So many strange and strange things happened now, why has it turned into a hill again now?"

The village chief's words were very different from the stories I heard when I was a child. Of course, I believed that the village chief would not lie to me, so there must be something else I didn't know about.

I guess the village chief is hiding something from me.

Sure enough, after hearing my inquiry, the village chief's face suddenly turned ugly. He glanced at me, and then sighed again.

"Yes, that's the mass grave over there. Haha, look at my bad memory. I'm old and my brain is not working well. I must have remembered it wrong. Maybe the hill is in another direction, or maybe

There were no hills in the first place, they were just created by people's gossip in the past."

The village chief laughed in front of me, but I'm not a fool. I still can't tell what is the truth and what is a lie?

He is clearly trying to deal with me now.

"Okay, let's end the story here. All the books you want to read are here. You can read them slowly. Hey, taking a walk after dinner is better than living gods. I'm going for a walk now." I always feel like a village.

The president was deliberately avoiding me and didn't want to continue talking to me, so he found such an excuse and wanted to leave quickly.

Watching the village chief's leaving figure, my heart suddenly became heavy. This village where I grew up, this ordinary and featureless village, turned out to have many unknown sides.

In fact, when I heard the village chief's story, I already had some conclusions in my mind, but I still lay down next to the box and started reading the village chronicles one by one.

The way this village chronicle is continued is similar to a diary. After all, we are in a remote and remote area. Even if we can find one or two people in the whole village who can read in ancient times, it would be good. When writing, the so-called grammar and handwriting are

I really can't ask for too much. In some village chronicles, even the words written in them are crooked and twisted. I just relied on guesswork.

Most of the contents in the village chronicles are relatively boring. For example, there is a record like this:

In the summer of the fifth year of the Republic of China, there was a severe drought. The villagers were busy with farm work during the day. After eating at noon, they would enjoy the coolness under the big trees. When the weather became slightly cooler, they would go to the fields to plant crops. When the sky darkened, they would return home in small groups. It was time

, the smoke was already curling up, and after dinner, the villagers gathered in small groups by the roadside, enjoying the cool air and watching the stars together, chatting happily.

To be honest, when I saw this record, I felt a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. Maybe it’s because I’m pedantic in reading. Anyway, I just have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. I have a compulsive urge towards sentences that don’t make sense or don’t please me.

Psychologically, I want to correct it.

This is a disease and it needs to be cured.

At this glance, I saw that it was around nine o'clock in the evening. The village chief didn't know if he was avoiding me on purpose. Anyway, he didn't appear in the study again until about half past nine.

"Xiao Fan, it's getting very late. Don't look at this thing. It's too late to look at it tomorrow. Why don't you stay here tonight? It's not the first time you've stayed here anyway. After all, our village has been busy recently.

Taiping, don't go out and wander around late at night." The village chief was standing at the door with a gentle smile on his face.

Indeed, in the past, in order to have more contact with Lin Yue, I was kicked out of the house by my father almost every now and then and was driven to the village chief's house. Sometimes I would wonder whether I was born to this father.

In fact, if it were normal times, I would be happy to stay. To be honest, the house is now empty and not popular at all. I feel aggrieved and lonely. But today, in the early morning

I had something to do and couldn't stay, otherwise the village chief and others would find out.

Although there is nothing shameful about what Master asked me to do, it is weird after all, and I don’t know what will happen when the time comes. It would be bad if my future father-in-law is frightened, and besides, there are many people in the village.

Well, there are a lot of people talking, and the village chief's family lives in the center of the village. People will see me doing anything in the yard, which is not as convenient as coming from my house.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but frown. What happened that night had actually sounded the alarm for me.

In fact, it's not very safe where I am. If I don't have enough security, someone will be watching me over there.

"Let's make peace with it now." I sighed secretly in my heart and shook my head helplessly.

The village chief naturally didn't know what I was thinking, but when he saw me shaking my head, he thought I refused, so he said a few more words to persuade me to stay.

"Xiao Fan, in fact, according to my wishes, you can just move here these days. I'm afraid someone will do something bad to you." The village chief frowned. He has naturally seen what happened these days.

, especially the frame-up that day, made him feel very worried.

In fact, in his heart, he has long regarded me as one of his own, and now he cares for the younger generation out of the elders.

The village chief's words suddenly caused a warmth to flow through my already cold heart. The long-lost concern gave me an urge to cry, but I still endured the urge.

"Village Chief, I'll go home for a few days. If...hey, I'll move here again. In fact, I'm afraid that if I move here, I'll cause trouble to you." I said helplessly, if I move here,

If so, it will be inconvenient for me to go to Laojing in the future.

As a result, after the village chief heard what I said, he immediately glared and cursed angrily: "What nonsense did you say? Are you that afraid of things?"


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