When Xu Anan arrived at the place, he saw a bunch of mice gnawing at chicken bones and scattered when he saw people coming.

Mu Qing looked strange: "Isn't this what they are talking about? The mouse gnaws on bones at night."

I thought it was after a long time.

Mu Yi pointed to the distance: "Look, what is that?"

I saw a few mice walking on the road with a bunch of hair that came out of nowhere. When they saw someone in front of them, they were so scared that they got into the hole. The hair was too large to get into the hole.

Being left outside.

Village Chief Jian came from behind, and he also saw this scene: "This, is this hair dragged out by a mouse?"

Mu Qing picked it up with a stick and covered the tip of his nose: "Pengyin."

"Is this human hair? Where did this mouse get so much hair? Hey, there is a red embroidered thread inside."

Mu Qing held the lantern and approached a few points, and there was indeed a deep embroidery thread inside.

Village Chief Jian's face turned pale, and he could even feel a stream of air conditioning running from the soles of his feet to his limbs.

"Rats are social animals and like to live in dark and dirty places. The mice here are roughly grown up with carrion."

Village Chief Jian's face changed again and again. This village is poor, where does the meat come from? If you want to talk about rotten meat... that's only...

His lips trembled: "No, there are not many people in our village, where do this mouse eat carrion?"

"Is it because the coffin buried in the mountain was bitten by a mouse?"

Village Chief Jian really couldn't find a reasonable excuse to explain that this pile of hair had appeared twice.

Xu Anan looked at the house next to him, and the lights were not turned on in the whole family, as if they were hiding something. Even Xu Anan's movement outside, no one came out to check out one or two.

"Let's go back."

Mu Qing quickly threw the stick and threw the hair on the ground. Soon, mice continued to carry it without fear of death.

Village Chief Jian looked at the light of light in his home: "Old woman?"

No one responded.

"Old woman, where are you?"

There was no figure of Jian Zhao in the room, and Village Chief Jian was panicked and looked around in the yard.

Jia Ying walked out tremblingly: "Grandma Jian is out."

Xu An'an's eyes narrowed: "Where have you gone?"

Jia Ying was crying and tears: "I don't know either. She followed a group of mice. When the subordinate chased me, she was gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jane Zhao came back with a broken lantern. Seeing that everyone was there, she felt relieved: "You are back."

Village Chief Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "Guard Jia said you left with the mouse, which scared me to death."

Jian Zhao looked at Jia Ying with a kind look: "It's nothing. I'm going to drive away the rats. There are several of them at once, where can I get the food for them to eat?"

"Miss Xu is back. Go down and rest. Alas, I'm so scared every day."

As Jian Zhao said, he walked into the house. Xu Anan took a quick look at her, but there was no problem at all.

The yard has calmed again. Xu Anan yawned and locked the door. Village Chief Jian’s room has a tide smell. Although the quilts are clean, it is still a bit tide.

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Xu Anan looked at the big flower quilt, lifted the cover, and fell asleep instantly.

During this sleep, Xu Anan slept until dawn.

Mu Qingmu didn't know where to go, so Jane Zhao knocked on the door and called her to have breakfast.

The breakfast at the farmer's house is nothing more than porridge and pancakes, and a plate of pickles.

With the arrival of Xu Anan and others, the quality of life has been greatly improved.

Yao Zhuoyu was really worried about Xu An'an, so she drove over at dawn. Seeing that she was still drinking porridge slowly, she asked, "Miss, did you have any problems last night?"

Xu Anan bit the cake, and Jane Zhao's baking was a little dry. She took another sip of water before saying, "No, you can take people to the mountain to search these days, especially the dark mouse hole, so check it out.

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Yao Zhuoyu, who received this task, was a little confused: "Just look at the mouse hole? What's so good about that thing?"

But this was Xu Anan's order, and Yao Zhuoyu immediately ordered someone to go: "Miss, please go back to the county with us today."

Xu Anan put down the bowl when he was full: "The scenery here is beautiful and the air is fresh. I decided to stay for a few more days. In the past few days, you will take the yamen runners at the entrance of the village to search the mountains. You will go back to the county tonight."

"But..." Yao Zhuoyu was still worried.

“Just do as you do.”

After Yao Zhuoyu left, Xu Anan began to wander around the village.

Just like yesterday, everyone in the village stayed behind closed doors.

"girl."

It was the woman yesterday, she seemed to have run out from her family secretly.

"Miss, what did you find? Those strange sounds sounded again yesterday."

Xu Anan replied: "That sound is a mouse gnawing at the bones of a chicken."

The woman's face turned pale.

"Impossible, the chickens are dead, where did the chicken bones come from? And some people are crawling outside my yard, just the rustling sound of clothes rubbing on the ground."

Xu Anan raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you quietly look at what it is?"

The woman's face was a little hot: "The civilian woman dared not go out at night. It was a rule set by her ancestors."

Xu Anan raised his eyes and looked at his eyes hiding behind the window and peeping: "You ancestors are really interesting, why don't you go out at night?"

"It is said that Jianjia Village was eroded by evil spirits in the past, and it was the time when evil spirits appeared at night. This rule was set in order to protect the villagers. It has been passed down for decades."

Xu Anan just wanted to say that this group of villagers must have been fooled, and there is no evil spirit at all in this village, so where did the evil spirit come from?

"There are no evil spirits in your village." She took out the red embroidery thread: "Do you know this?"

Unexpectedly, the woman seemed to see something fearful, and suddenly fell to the ground: "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Xu Anan frowned. When she looked up, she found that some villagers walked into the yard with expressionless faces and looked at her with empty pupils, as if they were holding an axe in their hands.

Mu Qingmu Yi instantly held a sword and protected Xu An'an's side. The villagers were so scared that they retracted into the house and closed the door tightly.

"The people in your village have always been like this?"

The woman stood up holding the wooden fence beside her. She tried to avoid her eyes and not look at the embroidery thread in Xu An'an's hand: "No, a year ago, the villagers here gradually stopped seeing people, nor did they like to laugh, and they got sick of them.

The same symptoms as Old Man Jian’s son, and then the blood sucking incident occurred. Now he locked himself at home, and the civilian woman didn’t know what to do.”
Chapter completed!