Chapter 531 (2/2)
Now that he has seen it, he must go and have a look.
Unexpectedly, I saw Tang Bing coming.
”Why don't you sleep?”
”Can't sleep.”
”What about Xiao Wan's sister?”
”She just fell asleep.”
After seeing Tang Bing, Tang Bing followed Xiao Chen as he passed halfway up the mountain.
”What are you doing there?”
”Sister Tang Bing, I saw smoke rising from the mountain just now. Maybe there are still living people on the mountain.”
Tang Bing thought what Xiao Chen was doing in the middle of the night. Although Tang Bing had great courage, Tang Bing was afraid of the quiet Yang family stronghold and hurried closer to Xiao Chen.
”Ah!” Tang Bing almost screamed. He stepped on something soft. Looking at Xiao Chen, he found that there were two dead mice on the ground.
Sure enough, even the mice died.
If there are dead mice in other places, that's normal.
However, in this Yangjiazhai, there are dead mice, which means that these mice are likely to die from the plague.
”It stinks!” Tang Bing said.
”It's a dead mouse. Put it here first. I'll call someone to deal with it later.”
It is likely that these dead mice are also a kind of plague transmission, and they must not stay.
Tang Bing continues to follow Xiao Chen to the hillside of the mountain. There are many snakes and insects in the mountain, but now it's late autumn, not as many as in summer.
Don't know why, Tang Bing still feel very afraid.
”Sister Tang Bing, are you afraid? Take my hand when you're afraid. ”
”No.” Tang Bing thought Xiao Chen wanted to take advantage of him, so he didn't pull.
Xiao Chen didn't say anything and continued to go to the mountains.
Looking at the terrain, Xiao Chen found that the Yangjiazhai was like a ”concave” village, with roads in the middle and houses on both sides. Some of them belonged to Miao people and some belonged to Han people. The houses of Han and Miao people still looked very different.
The houses of the Miao people are mainly built of stone and wood, most of which are wood. Moreover, these houses are close together.
On the contrary, the houses of the Han people are basically built with red bricks or stones, and rarely use wood. Because they are still poor here, they also use tiles. They are basically very scattered. They are neither adjacent to the houses of the Miao people nor to each other.
Now Xiao Chen sees the single family stone and red brick house on the hillside. He thought it was a Han man's house there. Now it's midnight. Xiao Chen shines with his mobile phone and the moonlight. He still sees it very clearly.
Of course, even without a mobile phone, his eyesight is much better than ordinary people, but Tang Bing can't. After all, he is just an ordinary person and doesn't see things very far.
It's a little far from yangjiazhaixia village, that is, the isolation area on the side of the village committee. The closer it is to the mountains, the quieter it is. I don't know why, Tang Bing is more afraid.
When Xiao Chen directly took Tang Bing's hand and held her palm, Tang Bing didn't push it away.
After walking for nearly 20 minutes, Xiao Chen and Tang Bing finally came to the door of the old house on the hillside. When they came to a yard, they found that there was no light on inside.
Is there really someone in there?
But Mingming just saw smoke.
”Xiao Chen, is there really someone here?” Tang Bing couldn't believe it and asked.
”Excuse me, is there anyone in there?” Xiao Chen shouted.
After he shouted several times, no one answered.
Xiao Chen doesn't have anything, but Tang Bing seems afraid. There won't be ghosts in this world, will there?
Xiao Chen hurried into the yard and then came to the kitchen. Xiao Chen didn't expect that there was someone here. An old woman who looked 70 or 80 years old was lying on the ground, and there was still firewood in the nearby stove.