The camera moves forward, and the three of Aoba are supposed to be moving forward, and footsteps can be heard outside the frame. There was no sound other than the footsteps of the three men.

All the houses in the village were closed, and the windows and curtains were drawn.

There are no wind chimes at the door, and there is no wind or the sound of wind chimes.

After the video camera moved for a while, it stopped in front of a courtyard and the camera was pointed at the courtyard gate.

A hand appears in the frame.

Knock knock!

The knock on the door echoed in this environment.

No one answered.

The hand tried to push the door, but it was unlocked, and the courtyard and house behind it were also dark.

The door is locked, the camera moves to the window, and even the window is locked.

"Look elsewhere." Ye Qing spoke.

The next video was post-edited, and the village committee and the factory were as silent as the village, with no one and no sound.

"Where are the dead people buried here?" Liu Miao asked.

"There is no cemetery on the map." Wu Ling replied.

The three of Aoba searched around the village somewhat aimlessly, walking through the farmland.

"Over there!" Liu Miao suddenly shouted.

The camera panned to photograph the hill.

It's a bit of a distance from the village, but you can see the fire on the mountain.

The picture switches, and after shaking violently, a rugged mountain road appears.

In the circular light cluster of the flashlight, uneven stones form a climbing staircase. Above, there is an abrupt flat land on the hill, with no grass growing and some historical remnants of ruins on the ground.

There was no fire, but there was smoke curling up from the center of the ruins ahead.

The camera turns around a section of the fence and captures a silver-haired old lady. The old lady knelt on the ground, staring at the black ash on the ground. The flashlight glowed through her body.

She didn't turn her head, just squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the camera.

"You're here. That Xiao Cao's son, called you? The old lady's voice was hoarse, but her tone was steady.

"Grandma, you're really capable." A back figure appeared in the shot, Liu Miao squatted beside the old lady and held her wrist, "There was no reaction at all." Why didn't those people want to take revenge on you? ”

The old lady laughed, not gloomy, but like an ordinary kind old lady.

"I am guarding this place, and the life in this place is still death, how can you blame me. It is the land that wants them to die, not that I want them to die. The old lady said.

The camera pans to the black ash.

Wu Ling asked, "Those are the wind chimes in the village?" ”

"Hmm." The old lady responded indifferently, "Okay, this matter is over, and I will leave the old woman." Go back, you children. ”

"Meow—"

A cat meow interjected.

The fat orange cat walked around the broken walls and rubble, and slowly moved to the old lady's side.

With some difficulty, the old lady picked up the orange cat, carried it to her shoulders, and stood up. She rubbed the orange cat's neck and pulled out a string of wooden wind chimes from the soft fur.

"Well, I'll leave you a souvenir." The old lady handed the wind chime forward, "The wind chime can summon spirits, if one day, you are in need, I hope it can help you." ”

Liu Miao stretched out her hand to take the wind chime, and asked the fox: "Didn't you lead the ghost to us?" We're not afraid of that, Grandma. ”

"Hehehe......" The old lady laughed with the cat on her shoulder, and the fat cat trembled with it.

She walked past the three of Aoba, slowly descended the mountain, her movements were old, and when she went down the steps, she leaned sideways, went down one level, stood firm, and went down one level again.

The three of Aoba didn't speak, and they didn't move.

In the picture, you can see the sky above the old lady, and the dark sky is changing. The heavy clouds in the sky sank, thinned and became mist, wisps of wisps that burrowed into the old lady's body.

"Meow—" The orange cat meowed, moving its paws.

The old hand patted the orange cat on the back.

The old lady went down the mountain, her figure became small, and her straight figure became rickety.

She continued on her way, faltering. The black mist moved with her, and the sky became a gradient, part dark blue, part from light gray to jet black. It's as if this old lady has brushed away the ink from the sky.

The camera moves up, the sky is shot, and the video starts fast-forwarding.

Those black clouds and black fog were finally taken away, and the color of the sky also underwent a new round of changes, and the light of the morning sun appeared in the sky. It wasn't until the sky was bright that the picture became natural, and there was no such supernatural color.

On September 8, 2015, it was confirmed that Cao Andong and his family were dead, the cause of death was a fall, and the police found traces of a fight in his home, and the case is not clear.

On September 10, 2015, Cao Andong's investment plan was investigated. According to Cao Andong's plan, his company will negotiate with the village government of Ancestral Hall to build a chemical plant in the area. Cao's company had received a rectification opinion from the Environmental Protection Bureau and was fined.

On September 11, 2015, Wang Ting's daughter-in-law Ma Juan was contacted. Audio files.

"What do you want to ask? My mother-in-law is gone......"

"I want to ask about your mother-in-law and this village. Now, you should be able to be interviewed by us, right? ”

"Suck ...... That's it. ”

"Can you elaborate on that?"

"My mother-in-law is the old man in the village, the oldest one, and everyone in the village believes her. is like the kind of respectable old man on TV, who has no official or position, but everyone has to listen to what she says. ”

"Hmm."

"She'll count. She said it was the land that told her what to do. From her mother's point onwards, the family knew what to tell them. In the earliest days, when they were planting, they had to ask their family to see when to plant, what to plant, as well as water and fertilizer, and when to harvest, and they had to ask them, and they were also in charge of weddings and funerals. ”

"There was a great official in the history of this place, right? There is also the ancestral hall of his family built here. ”

"It's up the hill over there. But it's all gone. ”

"Granny Wang is the servant of that big official?"

"What a servant! Not really! The Cao family is the later, it was my mother-in-law and her family who lived here first, and their ancestors lived here for generations. The Cao family came, but then left again. This is not the first of its kind, either. They have nothing to do with us. ”

"So, what about a family surnamed Cao in the village?"

"That family is not a thing. After my mother-in-law opened a factory here from his house, she said that she couldn't feel the ground. She felt that there was something wrong with the factory, but after the factory was built, the situation in the village was really better, and every household could eat meat, and there was electricity or something. It's just that the conditions are good. My mother-in-law said that maybe it was time. This is the case in many other places besides us. People don't live on a piece of land as long as they used to, and they don't live by farming anymore, so there is no sound from the land. But the family died, and after the death, my mother-in-law realized that something was wrong. ”

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