Siling was extremely grateful at this moment that there were no people in the village who stayed up late. Fang Muzhi once again snatched the shovel from her hand and asked her to go to the house to sleep for a while.

How can she sleep now? When she closes her eyes, all she sees is Secretary Wang’s corpse—under that human skin, there is a monkey. This has completely subverted Sling’s understanding of the world as a scientific worker. .

She can understand the places that science has not reached, and there are all kinds of things beyond human knowledge. After death, people can preserve their will in another unknown form, but...how can an animal...

It was this thought that blinded her. If Secretary Wang was not the only one...she hoped that Zhang Jiaxing would know the truth early. Can he escape? In other words, the person who escaped is Is Zhang Jiaxing?

She was so frightened by this thought that her spine trembled.

However, this was not the worst. The strong sense of uneasiness did not diminish at all because the opponent in front of her became clear. The uneasiness that troubled her became more and more intense.

The birthmark on her wrist didn't even hurt anymore, and she could hardly remember her old problem. The red mark on her wrist was quiet, as if it had been dormant with the truth.

At the same time, Si Ling discovers that she is not the only one who has lost her memory.

At first she guessed that this kind of amnesia might be a unique characteristic of the people in the car. So she first asked Fang Muzhi and Taoist Lu. But even Cheng Ping said that she had no impression of what Zhou Xianan said.

The only direction is that Zhou Xian'an knows some secret that cannot be told.

What exactly did Zhou Xian'an say? Would a man as arrogant as him say such depressing words at such a critical moment that no one would survive? Or did Jiang Yu not convey what Zhou Xian'an said at all? Or did Jiang Yu not hear it?

Zhou Xian'an's facial features were tightly closed, and the corners of his mouth even looked a little peaceful. Siling took off the coat he was wearing and covered his face. It was a last act of dignity to send off his friend.

Handfuls of loess mixed with grass roots and stones were thrown onto the expensive coat. It was not stained by blood, nor did it look dirty due to the raised sand. It was buried quietly underground.

He was seriously injured.

Siling did not perform an autopsy on Zhou Xian'an. She could not do anything... It was enough to know that Zhou Xian'an's injuries were not caused by Secretary Wang alone.

The village, which she couldn't get out of, had turned into a huge cage. And she herself had now become the monkey in the glass cover. Secretary Wang must have snickered secretly as he watched them setting up formations and looking for ghosts. I don’t know how many times.

She replayed Secretary Wang's demeanor and tone when he spoke over and over in her mind, holding a shovel in hand, preparing to face the morning a few hours later.

…

Cheng Ping had no intention of concealing the death of Secretary Wang and Zhou Xian'an. He had made a decision very early and, as always, would not accept the backup plan proposed by anyone. It was not even a plan - he went to explain the situation to the villagers, and the rest Those who get off go to the subway station and wait.

Si Ling originally planned to go to the subway station to try to break the wall with ghosts. They agreed to use the oldest method of lighting fires and setting off smoke to notify them of the worst danger situations.

Without mobile phone communication, they are really no different from monkeys now, Sling thought.

…

The subway station seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, standing alone in the desolation. The train that brought Sling and the others there in the first place was also missing. She walked back and forth along the tunnel many times, and the surrounding open space was the same. As a result, it was not even willing to provide Sling with a wall, and the sand and gravel soil on its soles silently sent her back to where she came from again and again, like a arrogant and elegant mockery.

For the rest of the day, she sat on the steps of the subway station in a daze. She couldn't tell what she was waiting for. She had a withdrawn temperament, and she could sit like this for a whole day without saying a word in any place.

All day long, maybe one more book is missing?

"Even if you hadn't done it first, Zhou Xian'an might not have survived. His wound was seriously infected. It wouldn't be a good thing for him to survive like this."

Si Ling cast her gaze further to the horizon. She felt that Fang Muzhi's words were ridiculous. She did not feel guilty. She had not thought clearly about what Zhou Xian'an said. She had not thought clearly about how to get out of the village or the station. She had not thought clearly about her mood.

Are you deeply sorry for a dead person? She took out the two apples hidden in her pocket, silently stuffed one into Fang Muzhi's hand, and blocked his troubled mouth.

When Cheng Ping appeared on the horizon, the sun had already set. He was carrying the setting sun, which could be regarded as bringing good news.

The people in the village did not pursue Secretary Wang's death, and even Secretary Wang's family did not show any sadness. They did not even plan to dig up Secretary Wang and bury him again. They just added a hasty sign in the ancestral hall.

The village quickly elected a new secretary named Zhao.

Si Ling remembered that Secretary Wang had said that the Zhao family had several stupid children because of incest marriages, and even swore that the zoo was struck by lightning.

There is no process for the election, it just happens naturally. Secretary Zhao is conscientious and conscientious. Like Secretary Wang, he comes to visit the cabin every evening. He politely offers some help and is more considerate than Secretary Wang when it comes to food. But each of them knows that

, the shadow of death has been hovering overhead, and this wooden house is a cage for poultry.

Cheng Ping and Jiang Qingyu erected a tomb for the missing people near the zoo. Natural selection is a natural law, so the dead will naturally not arouse resentment and turn into souls to linger in the world. Cheng Ping still insisted on a salvation.

…

No matter it is a man-made disaster or a natural disaster, there is a way to break the formation, no matter how exquisite it is. The most direct way is to destroy the formation eye, but this is not simple. The formation eye of the mysterious formation may be a stone, a house, or even a

People, one thing.

It's almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

In the past three days, Taoist Lu has been thinking about how to break the formation from the moment he opened his eyes, and Si Ling has also learned a lot. Only Fang Muzhi is always reluctant to give face to him, and points out Taoist Lu's mistakes in one sentence. He is gifted.

The advantages are indeed difficult to make up for sometimes. The two of them go back and forth, and although there is no progress, it is still lively.

After Secretary Zhao's daily greetings, Taoist Lu and Fang Muzhi began to discuss the solution. He banged his cup on the table, "It's no wonder there isn't even any wine here. As long as there is some alcohol, you won't be beaten by a person."

The ghost beat the wall and tortured him like this!"

Si Ling cooked two home-cooked dishes and threw them on the table like Taoist Lu. He looked down at the two of them and sighed in a dignified manner, "As long as there are some seasonings, the dishes won't be complete."

It’s all burned like this!”

Cheng Ping laughed first, put away the sundries that Taoist Lu had placed on the table, and started to prepare for the meal.

Si Ling smiled and went to the kitchen to serve the food. When she turned around, she suddenly saw the pair of green eyes by the window again. This time she didn't feel scared anymore, and the corners of her mouth curled up silently. After all, the gasoline these days had not been wasted.

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——What kind of higher animal can refuse to move towards a higher civilization?
Chapter completed!