Dawn of a New Era

Before he got downstairs, Chen Shouyi heard Chen's mother's voice.

"Really, it's too late for others to hide from such a wicked thing, and you're so eager to get over it, you're really taking advantage of Qian Qian."

"Mom!" Chen Xingyue hugged Mother Chen's arm and said coquettishly:

"I'm a warrior apprentice, so what's there to be afraid of? Aren't they all fine?"

"What if the filthy thing still recognizes people?" Chen's mother was still worried, "They don't even dare to go with their relatives, why do you go as an outsider?"

"When the time comes, don't I know how to run! If I can't even run, I won't be safe staying at home. Mom, don't worry!"

"It really pissed me off."

"Okay, okay, since you are going, be careful at night and take care of your brother then." Chen Dawei said.

Chen Shouyi, who was watching Chen Xingyue's joke, opened his mouth involuntarily.

I'm already very good, okay?

But in the end, he still didn't say anything.

Having said that, I thought you were bragging.

He decided in his heart to wait for the social order to be restored before going to assess the martial artist apprentice.

Don't underestimate the status of a warrior apprentice, it is itself a reflection of social status.

In other words, it is equivalent to possessing political power in advance, enjoying corresponding powers and obligations, and possessing the identity of a militia.

Especially in a small place like Dongning, if you have the status of a martial artist apprentice, others will often look up to you, and you will always be greeted with awe and envy. instinctive reaction.

If it weren't for Chen Xingyue being a martial artist apprentice, his parents would not have agreed to go out so easily.

Of course no one will invite her!

...

The cold moonlight carried a slight chill.

Two figures, one tall and the other low, walked one after the other.

The alley was very quiet, only the footsteps of the two could be heard clearly.

Chen Xingyue was wearing cotton sportswear, with a sword case on his shoulders, and a mobile phone in his hand to illuminate the front.

Chen Shouyi looked at his phone, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Why do you still have electricity?"

"It's charged in the car, don't you know?"

Chen Shouyi: "..."

If Chen Xingyue hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten that the car can be charged.

...

The communities in this area are all self-built European-style two-and-a-half-story houses with a single family. Due to the unified planning at the beginning, the horizontal and vertical lines in the community are uniform, and it does not look messy at all.

It's just that his house is on the side of the street, and he is on the street when he goes out.

Chen Shouyi rarely walked around in the community, and now he felt a little strange when he came here.

It was less than seven o'clock at this time, and the streets of the community were empty.

If it weren't for the faint lights in the houses on both sides, it would make people suspect that everyone had fallen asleep early.

Uncle Wang's house is easy to find.

The yard of his house was covered with a black tarpaulin, which was very dark and permeating.

The iron gate to the yard was closed.

The two stepped forward to knock on the door, only knocked twice, and the door opened quickly.

The door was opened by Wang Debiao's daughter-in-law A Fen, a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing a white mourning dress with a black cloth flower pinned to her chest.

She has a haggard face and some dark bags under her eyes.

Her eyes left a deep impression on Chen Shouyi. They were eyes full of fear.

But anyone who encounters this kind of thing probably can't be at ease.

"Oh, Xingyue, you are here, come in quickly."

"Hello, Auntie." Chen Xingyue said.

Chen Shouyi also greeted him, and followed Chen Xingyue into the room.

There was a faint stench of corpses in the yard.

Very deserted, very few people.

In addition to one brother and two sons of Uncle Wang,

Only Wang Debiao's daughter-in-law A Fen was there, and the rest of the relatives didn't come, obviously out of fear.

When several people saw Chen Xingyue, they rushed over as if seeing a life-saving straw.

Uncle Wang's older brother, an old man in his seventies or eighties, stood up from his seat, walked over tremblingly, and said.

"Xingyue, it's up to you this time. You martial artist apprentices have strong yang energy and can deter evil spirits the most. I hope that my younger brother can live in peace today. We living people can't stand repeated tossing."

Most old people are superstitious, not to mention that such a thing happened, you have to believe it.

It was also the first time for Chen Xingyue to face this kind of situation. She was at a loss and blushed: "This... I don't know if it will be useful?"

"Even if it's useless, it doesn't matter, we can rest assured with you here." Wang Debiao said with a smile.

It's a trivial matter whether you can't suppress the evil spirit, the key is to be brave.

"Yes, yes!" Uncle Wang's second son also echoed, afraid of scaring Chen Xingyue away: "Now my father's body is tied up, there is no danger."

"Xingyue sit down!" A Fen greeted quickly: "And Dawei's son, don't stand still."

The younger sister is called by name, but when it comes to him, he is the son of so-and-so.

The difference in address represents the difference in the status of the two in the hearts of everyone.

Chen Shouyi didn't care either, he was used to it.

"I came here with Xingyue, I feel a little unfamiliar." A Fen forced a smile, making tea and snacks.

Chen Shouyi replied perfunctorily.

...

The night was getting dark.

Several people sat drinking strong tea and chatting.

The sad atmosphere, after these two days, has long since disappeared, and there is only fear and uneasiness.

As they talked, a few people chatted about what happened last night.

The words seemed a little regretful, the body should not have been brought back, and should have been handled by the police.

Through several people, you can say a word, and I can say a word.

Chen Shouyi also roughly restored the original situation.

It turned out that after Uncle Wang's body was shot down by the police that day, he became like a real corpse, lying motionless on the ground.

The police don't know how to deal with this. They don't have this business, and they have never encountered such a weird thing.

Chen Shouyi guessed that the policemen must have been terrified at the time.

It happened that the family members of the deceased came over. After explaining the situation, they asked the family members to take them back.

Speaking of this matter, it is really full of twists and turns.

After hearing a few words, Chen Shouyi was silently in a daze.

He glanced at Chen Xingyue who was playing the game with his mobile phone.

I can't help but feel a bit wrong in my heart, I should have brought this book with me if I knew it earlier, even if I memorized a general dictionary, it would be better than having nothing to do now.

He got up a little bored and walked a few steps in the yard.

At this time, he looked towards the mourning hall, couldn't help being curious, and walked over.

The others glanced at him and didn't stop him.

...

At this time, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the candlelight in the room was flickering, and it was dim. Two white wax candles were jumping and burning on the desk, and most of them had been burned.

There was a strange smell of corpses and incense candles in the air, and a white cloth curtain was placed behind the desk.

And Uncle Wang's body was behind the cloth tent.

Subconsciously, he walked lightly, walked slowly past the cloth tent, and took a look in front of Uncle Wang's body.

The corpses were tightly tied together with ropes and beds, and the skin on them was sallow without a trace of blood.

A shroud, worn on the body, looked too wide, and it was obvious that the muscles of the corpse had shrunk.

The corpse hadn't been cleaned up since it was brought back last night.

The dusty dark gray shroud had several bullet holes on it, and a dull wet stain could be seen on the wound.

Since the shroud was gray, he couldn't tell whether it was blood or the fat of the corpse.

In addition to several bullet holes in the body, the most conspicuous wound was on the head. A bullet shot obliquely from the cheek into the brain, leaving a terrifying black wound.

At this time, Chen Shouyi suddenly noticed the details of a corpse. On his withered and old fingers, the nails were very black, which looked black and dark.

Moreover, his fingers were still moving slightly from time to time.

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