The fat man took out a flashlight and shined it. He saw that everything in front of him was densely packed with unnamed weeds and large mosquitoes buzzing around. He suddenly asked with black lines on his head: "Brothers who are aiding Korea, what the hell are you doing?"

Is it accurate? There is no road ahead, how can we get there?"

"This is indeed a mountain road, but it has been abandoned for many years. It is also marked in red letters on the map: extremely dangerous and prohibited." Wang Yuanchao explained.

"You dare to walk in extreme danger. Is there any other way?" The fat man was startled.

"No more." Wang Yuanchao flipped through the map for a long time, then shook his head.

"Stop talking nonsense." I glared at the fat man and asked Wang Yuanchao directly: "If we take this road, how far is it from Zuo'er Village?"

"If the map is correct, there are still ten miles."

"Let's go!" After saying that, I took out the toilet water from my backpack, poured half a bottle of toilet water on everyone, and then led Fatty and Wang Yuanchao to start crossing the path full of weeds.

We bought toilet water before we came here. Shangqiu is too poor and there is no effective insect repellent at all. I could only settle for the next best thing and use the strong fragrance of toilet water to drive away mosquitoes in the mountains.

Fortunately, we came directly from the Yellow River. Although we didn't bring any equipment, our clothes and shoes were all specially made, so we were not afraid of encountering venomous snakes.

Originally, Wang Yuanchao and I were ready to overcome the thorns and thorns, but unexpectedly, after crossing this barren grassland, the road ahead turned out to be smooth. This was surprisingly smooth, which made us somewhat surprised.

The fat man breathed a long sigh of relief: "Damn, I'm so scared, fat man! I thought this road was so scary."

I bent down a little strangely, looked at the surrounding environment with a flashlight, and said strangely: "No, something doesn't seem right here."

"What's wrong?" the fat man asked nervously.

"It seems that what we are walking on is not a mountain road, but a rural rice field where crops are grown." I said.

When I was a child, I spent some time in the countryside and watched people planting rice every day, so I was particularly impressed by the rice fields. What are the neatly divided pieces of land in front of me if not rice fields?

"Rice field." The fat man looked at me in surprise: "Tinker Bell, are you fucking blind? Now is the season when rice grows in abundance. If this area is a rice field, how can there be one tree?

I didn’t even see any rice.”

Wang Yuanchao squatted there with a face as heavy as water, digging with one hand in the cracked earth, and finally grabbed a handful of withered rice and said: "Dingdang is right, this is indeed a rice field, but

It looks like it has been abandoned for a long time..."

"No way?" Fatty said with a surprised look on his face: "Then these villagers are too lazy? They just ignore all the good crops."

I shook my head, saying that I didn’t know either: “Let’s go a little further and have a look!”

As a result, the further we walked, the more abandoned fields we found. If it weren't for the limited range of our flashlights, we really couldn't tell how big this field was.

Wang Yuanchao looked at the withered and yellow rice on the ground and couldn't help but sigh: "The villagers here are really sick. If such a fertile field is carefully taken care of, the crops produced can feed who knows how many people! It's all a fucking waste."

This is also my question. What on earth are the villagers in Zuoer Village doing? Don’t they farm? So what do they eat and drink every day when they stay in the mountains?

It seems that everything this village does is unpredictable.

After walking for about three hours, we finally saw a village.

It was already five o'clock in the morning. Although the sun had not come out yet, it was already bright.

We walked for half the night, feeling sleepy and tired, so we thought about finding a house to rest.

But just like the fields we saw before, not a single house in the whole village had smoke coming out of its chimney. The fat man and I felt a little strange at the moment. Logically speaking, don’t rural families pay attention to working at sunrise and resting at sunset?

Besides, such a remote mountain village probably doesn’t even have a TV, let alone nightlife, so why haven’t they gotten up and worked in the fields yet?

Finally, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door of a house.

After a long time, an old man wearing a military cotton-padded jacket came out of the house and asked us what we did.

When we took a look, we saw that the old man had two thick dark circles under his eyes, listlessly pinching the cigarette in his hand, and yawning incessantly, as if he had not woken up. The most striking thing was that

But he only has one ear.

I thought to myself, it seems that this is the legendary Zuoer Village!

Then he smiled and said to the old man: "Hello, uncle, we are college students who went into the mountains to explore. We got lost while walking. It took us a long time to find the village. Can you let me rest at your house for a day?"

As a result, the old man ignored us from beginning to end and just yawned repeatedly. I saw that he had already yawned more than a dozen times in just a few minutes.

The fat man rolled his eyes and quickly took out two packs of cigarettes and a few hundred-dollar bills, and stuffed them into the old man's hand with a playful smile: "Old man, we don't live and eat for free, these are all to honor you, how about it?

Just for convenience? Don’t worry, we are all good people, we can stay here for one night and then leave.”

Fatty kept chattering, and finally the old man became impatient and threw the money on the ground: "Shit, no one picks up the money even if it is thrown on the ground in our village! If you want to live there, go there

The thatched hut next to it can be used for the whole night, I have to go back to sleep, I'm so sleepy..."

After saying that, the old man slammed the door, leaving the three of us staring.

Fatty Wang Yuanchao and I have met a lot of people from the world. We have never been to any remote places. We have never heard of anyone asking for money. This old man is really weird!

However, seeing that the old man was very unfriendly to us, we stopped talking nonsense to him, turned around and walked into the thatched house he just pointed out.

The thatched house was dark and shabby, and exuded a strong smell of swill. It was like a pigsty. Except for a broken bed and a few farm tools, there was nothing else.

Wang Yuanchao found a broom, cleared away all the cobwebs in the house, and then opened the windows for ventilation.

I saw that the fat man and Wang Yuanchao were struggling a lot along the way, and their eyes were red and bloodshot, so I let them sleep first while I sat on the bed and watched.

I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I always feel like something is wrong with this village, but I can’t tell what is wrong for a while.

That ominous premonition always weighed on my heart like a huge boulder, making me breathless!

Fatty and Wang Yuanchao slept until two o'clock in the afternoon before getting up. After getting up, I told them my worries.

Wang Yuanchao thought about it carefully and said: "There is something wrong. There is no popularity in this village."

"That's right." Although the fat man yawned again and again, as if he hadn't slept enough, his head was already awake: "Fat man, I have never had such a solid sleep! I didn't hear the villagers talking all morning, nor did I

When people go to work in the fields, the whole village is like the underworld, and you can't even hear a cat or a dog barking."

"Yes, the whole village is so quiet, it's a bit eerie. It doesn't look like a big village with hundreds of people living at all." Wang Yuanchao said.

"Could it be that the people in the village don't raise livestock?" I thought of a possibility.

"The possibility you mentioned is very small. With so many households, how could no one raise a puppy or kitten?" Wang Yuanchao shook his head and said, "I have never heard of a village that does not raise livestock."

"Hey, I said there's no point in you two guessing there. Can't we understand everything if we go out and take a look?" After saying that, the fat man climbed out of bed and said to us: "I know the fourth girl.
Chapter completed!