There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 678: Working at sunset, resting at sunrise

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Because of the previous search for the relationship of the house, the bedroom door was kept open and not closed. When Fang Zheng turned his head to look in the direction of the bedroom, the door was completely dark behind the door, and nothing was seen.

Squeak...

The wooden bed once again heard the soft sound of turning the body sideways, and then there was a slight soft sound, like the sound of a quilt or putting on clothes.

"Who?"

Fangzheng asked again.

But no one answered Fang Zheng in the direction of the bedroom.

Cough, cough...

There was a painful cough in the bedroom, and the sound of people walking in the dark bedroom began to hear.

Huh!

An oil lamp lights up in the bedroom, and then a thin figure is projected on the floor.

But from the angle where Fang Zheng was sitting, he could only see a little bit of the door of the bedroom, and he could not see who the figure in the bedroom was.

At this moment, there was the sound of a second person's footsteps in the bedroom.

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes, and in the dark lobby, Fang Zheng sat so quietly, watching the trivial movement constantly coming out of the bedroom.

Fangzheng asked again who it was, but the two in the bedroom never answered him.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank and he snorted coldly. Just as he was about to get up to search the bedroom for himself, he wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost with him. The people in the bedroom walked straight toward the door holding the oil lamp.

Finally, Fang Zheng saw clearly who the person in the bedroom was.

It is a pair of elderly couples with quaint, plain clothes, a little rickety, and gray hair. They are probably sixty or seventy years old.

When he saw the clothes of the old couple walking out of the bedroom, Fang Zheng looked down in thought. The clothes on the old couple were the clothes of the owner of the house.

Since Fang was searching for the house, he saw the simple wardrobe and villagers' clothes in the bedroom, so he could recognize that the clothes on the other party came from the owner of the house.

The villagers of this village, the original owner of this house?

Does this paradise only wake up at night?

Fang Zheng was pensive, he still sat at the lobby table, no one moved, because he found that the old couple seemed to be unable to see him, the old man holding the oil lamp in his hand, walked to the table where he was sitting , Just a few feet away, stood beside him, bent down to light the oil lamp on the table, never lifted the corner of his eyes to look at Fang Zheng.

Huh!

There was a thin flame from the oil lamp, and the room suddenly became bright.

At this moment, the old man saw the door latch that fell on the ground, and the house door and courtyard door that was pushed open by Fang Zheng. After the old man picked up the door latch, he began to call the old woman, with an anxious tone.

But Founder didn't understand.

Because that language is not Siamese, nor is it any language that Founder is familiar with.

It sounds like an old language.

Then, the old man and the old lady of the house owner began to search the house nervously.

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyebrows showing thoughtfulness.

Perhaps, the content of their previous conversation was such as the thief entering the house, whether there was any loss of property, etc.... It was obvious that Fang was sitting in front of them, but they seemed to be unable to see such a big living person. After tossing for a long time Finally, the old couple was convinced that there was no thief in the house, and no belongings were lost. The old man complained to the old woman at home, and after a few scolding words, he began to pick up the broomstick in the yard and clean the fallen leaves in the yard.

And the old lady walked towards the kitchen and started to burn wood, cook, clean up the house...

From the beginning to the end, Fang Zheng, who has been sitting at the lobby table, is like a transparent passer-by, watching the old couple walk past each time after they are busy, but they never see him.

Until, the old lady made a meal and called the old man, a table of three people, sitting at the table, each eating what was in her hands.

This scene is a little weird.

People who don’t know thought it was a family of three grandparents eating.

All of this is so true.

It vividly portrays every detail of the villagers, ranging from the joys, sorrows and sorrows to the trivial details of life. Fang Zheng eats squeezed biscuits in his hands while thinking about what is going on in front of him?

If this village only wakes up at night, does it mean that for these villagers, the night is the sun during the day, and the sun during the day is the night here?

At night, the whole village was asleep, so he only saw an empty village.

In the daytime, when the villagers woke up, he saw the dead villagers.

And what the old couple ate at the moment was breakfast in the morning!

Created at sunset.

Rest at sunrise.

This is a world opposite to Yang Jian.

Fang Zheng was puzzled, what is the meaning of these villagers?

Is it just showing the recurrence of the life scenes of these villagers who have been dead for hundreds of years?

……

Fang Zheng's doubts were quickly answered!

After eating breakfast, I saw the old lady starting to clean up the dishes and work hard at the housework, while the old man was carrying farm tools and walking out of the courtyard.

At this time, on the road outside the courtyard, more and more villagers began to appear, and it gradually became lively. Every villager carried farm tools and walked towards the farmland outside the village.

Seeing Fang Zheng in this scene, there was joy on his face. It seemed that the way up the mountain should be on these villagers.

There are not a few other people with the same thoughts as Founder. Fang Zheng just went out and saw many practitioners following these villagers out of houses.

In the night sky, a full moon hangs.

The full moon was very bright, and the moonlight was shining down. I saw that a famous practitioner was already standing on the roof of the villagers. These practitioners looked at the direction outside the village with excitement. I saw a name " The villagers who have awakened are going down to the fields to harvest crops.

The ridge submerged by the golden ocean is gradually exposed to everyone, and the way up the mountain appears!

"These villagers look pretty simple and friendly, and they don't forget to be helpful after death." The roof of the village was full of crowded figures, and people were pleasantly surprised at the way up the mountain that gradually appeared.

The peaceful village life, coupled with the simple and kind-hearted villagers, the scenes happening before us, once again prove that this place seems to be a paradise world.

People who are optimistic, let these people temporarily reduce their sense of crisis.

Huh?

Suddenly, someone screamed!

It turned out that the villagers who were busy harvesting crops in the field outside the village seemed to have found something in the field, and then called for other villagers to help.

That is a corpse!

It was the two who killed each other in the rice fields yesterday.

"This is..."

"Aren't these villagers unable to reach us outsiders? Why can we see the corpse again?"

But what happened next was unexpected by the practitioners present, so that even Fang Zheng looked solemn.

Among the villagers who found the corpse, there was the old man in the house where Fangzheng was. When they found the corpse, not only did they not panic, but jokingly waved the agricultural tools in their hands, nailed the corpse into the stake, and inserted it in Become a "scarecrow" in the field.