"Well, he was just discovered in the morning. He was an old man from our village. I don't know who he is specifically, because as soon as we heard that someone was dead, we came to you immediately." Xiaozizi looked at Zhang Han.

said.

"Let's go and take a look!" Zhang Han was already very curious about the widow's affairs. Now that someone has died in his village, it is inevitable that he will have some associations...

When Dazhuang and others heard what Zhang Han said, they wished they could return to the village immediately.

Everyone ran all the way and soon returned to the village. After inquiring, they found out that Uncle Huang died at home. He was about fifty-five years old. He and his wife Aunt Chen were the only two people in the family. His son and daughter were away all year round.

work to earn a living.

What happened was like this. Her wife was going to go out to do farm work early in the morning. Before she left, she saw that her husband was still sleeping, but in a curled up position. She did not become suspicious, so she hurriedly went out.

, I want to do more work before the sun gets low.

She finished her work and went home at almost ten o'clock. Everything seemed so normal, but when she got home she found that her husband had not woken up yet, which made her suspicious because her husband had never slept so late.

It was a habit, so I immediately ran into the room to see what was going on.

I saw that her wife was still in a curled up posture, just because she didn't pay special attention when she got up early in the morning. Now if I look carefully, the posture is like lying on the bed kneeling on one side. Because he is carrying her, he can't see

His clear appearance...

Only then did she feel that something was wrong, because it was impossible for a normal person to maintain this posture for so long, not to mention that her legs were almost touching her buttocks.

She hurriedly ran up to check and saw that her husband's face was covered with scratches. Before he died, he was squeezing his neck with both hands. His eyes were as big as bells, a small part of his tongue was exposed from his mouth, and his body was already stiff.

state.

This sight frightened her so much that she collapsed on the ground. It took her a while to recover, and she screamed loudly. Finally, she alerted the neighbors next door. Everyone thought something had happened and ran in quickly.

Aunt Chen slumped on the ground, and Uncle Huang lying on the bed...

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Walking and inquiring along the way, Zhang Han and others took some time to arrive near the deceased's residence. From a distance, they saw that many people had gathered around the door.

"Let's go over and have a look!" The thin man was the first to rush over.

A few people quickly arrived at the outskirts of the crowd, and just as they were about to get in to see what was going on, two big hands had already grabbed the thin man and the little dog.

"What do you guys want to do? Go back, this kind of thing is not for children to see, it is very unlucky!"

When several people took a look, they discovered that it was the village chief and several other people who had just arrived.

"Go somewhere else, don't stay here!"

Zhang Han gave a few people a look and stepped aside. It was definitely impossible to go in. There were adults inside and outside. Children like them stood out as soon as they entered.

"Brother Xiaohan, shall we go?" the thin man asked.

"If I don't leave, even if I can't get in, it's okay to listen to what they have to say outside." Zhang Han kept looking inside.

The last few people quietly ran to the outside of the crowd, hoping to hear something special.

"Oh, Brother Huang died like this when he was only fifty-five years old. It's really not as good as God."

"How did he die? Is it a heart attack? I heard that the police have been called. I hope there will be a result..."

"I just went in and took a look. The appearance of his death was very strange. After he was lifted off, he still remained in the same position on the bed, with his hands clasping his neck and his legs kneeling. It was just like the death appearance of the widow in the next village. It was really strange!

"

"Is there anything unclean in our village?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The people around me were discussing this matter, and the whole atmosphere fell into a heavy atmosphere.

"Okay, don't make random guesses, and don't make noises here, after all, no one can predict such a thing happening, and it will probably take a while for the police to arrive." The village chief's voice rang out among the crowd.

"Uncle Tianjiu is here!" Someone in the crowd said, and then everyone looked back.

After hearing this, the village chief also walked out of the crowd and walked in a certain direction.

Zhang Han and others followed the footsteps of the village chief and saw that an old man was walking slowly, showing determination with every step. The person who came was none other than Zhang Tianjiu!

"Uncle Tianjiu, please come and take a look. Uncle Huang's body is kneeling like the widow in the next village. What is going on?" The village chief quickly walked to Zhang Tianjiu and was leading him inside.

Go.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Han followed him with a quick stride, leaving only one sentence.

"Dazhuang, just wait here while I go and see if there are too many people."

Da Zhuang looked at Zhang Han who was following him, and could only nod his head instinctively, because they also knew that if there were many people there, they would be stopped by adults. Now Zhang Han's grandfather was walking inside. With this relationship, it is estimated that

Zhang Han can sneak in.

"Xiaohan, don't dig in, you can't go in!" Sure enough, when Zhang Han was halfway through the squeeze, he was stopped by Da Zhuang's father and several others.

"Hello uncle, I came here with my grandpa. He asked me to come in with him. I'm helping my grandpa carry his things!"

Zhang Han already had a plan in mind, so he naturally accepted the words.

After several people heard this, they didn't say anything else and allowed Zhang Han to walk in.

Soon Zhang Han walked to the innermost room and saw the village chief and Zhang Tianjiu talking to the side.

He took a quick look at the room, and his eyes rested on the figure covered with white cloth on the bed. From it, he could vaguely see the curled up body, with his hands pinched, his legs bent, and various weird postures, indicating that the person on the bed was the deceased.
Chapter completed!