[Wearing the book] Cannon fodder he chased the male protagonist with his life

A group of people started to walk down the mountain.

Ye Zhi suddenly asked: "Xiao Cui, do you go up the mountain to see it every day?"

Xiao Cui nodded: "Yes, I will come to have a look every morning, sometimes early and sometimes late, and the time to go back is not fixed, but usually at noon at the latest."

Ye Zhi: "I heard from people in the village that the villagers used candles to avoid nightmares because the village chief Nian received instructions from the beast. Was Nian Yu already the village chief at that time?"

Xiao Cui nodded.

Ye Zhi: "Have you changed the village chief before I became the village chief?"

Xiao Cui shook her head: "No, the previous village chief has always been the village chief Nian."

Ye Zhi pondered.

That is to say, the white shadow appeared shortly after the doomsday. At that time, Nianyu was already the head of the village, and more than 300 years after the doomsday, Nianyu had been the village head of this village before Ye Zhi came.

A village head who looks to be in his 300s who has lived for more than 20 years?

And he handed over the position of village head after Ye Zhilai.

Why is he turning over the post?

Unless he has no way to be anymore.According to the task entrusted to him by Nianyu, it is nothing more than to prevent the villagers from running around and take care of a villager's daily life. It is not hard work. Ye Zhi has been the village head for the past few days, and no villager has ever needed his help.

Have you been unable to handle such a leisurely job for more than a year?

Thinking of the appearance of the lamp withered for more than a year, Ye Zhi guessed that he might not be long.

Seeing that Ye Zhi had finished asking, Tang He remembered the ring he had picked up on the mountain before. He guessed that the ring might belong to Xiao Cui's boyfriend, and it might have been accidentally dropped here when he came to the mountain.

Tang He: "Xiao Cui, we picked up this one when we went down the mountain, do you think you recognize it?"

Xiao Cui looked down at the ring in his hand curiously.

His face changed when he saw it.

Xiaocui: "This...why does it look a bit like my ring?" She reached out to take the ring Tang He was holding, and put it in front of her eyes for a closer look.

It's not just a bit similar, they are exactly the same.

Ye Zhi was behind the two of them, his eyes lightly falling on Xiaocui's face.

Xiaocui was a little dazed, she raised her right hand wearing the ring, and the ring on it was still on it, bright as new: "But my boyfriend said it was made by himself, there is only one, why is there another one?" Exactly the same?"

Tang He was also puzzled: "Did your boyfriend make two rings, one for you and one for himself?"

Xiaocui was silent, and after a while, she forced a smile: "Can I take this ring back for a look?"

Tang He nodded quickly: "Yes, this is picked up from the mountain in your village, and it should be the property of the people in your village."

Xiaocui: "Thank you."

She let out a breath and walked in front of the two of them to lead the way.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

During the remaining time on the road, the three of them remained silent, and soon walked to the main road leading directly to the village.

The wooden lanterns on both sides of the road swayed gently in the breeze. There was no fire in the lanterns during the day, and it was unknown who lit the whole street lamps at night.

Xiaocui turned her head and looked at Tang He: "Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll go back first."

Her face was extremely pale, which frightened Tang He. Tang He was a little worried: "No, but you don't seem to be feeling well. Are you okay?"

Xiaocui: "I'm fine, then I'll go first."

After she finished speaking, she left and headed home. Tang He saw that she raised her right hand and pressed her forehead, seeming to have a headache.

"Xiao Cui murmured, is everything okay?" Tang He looked at Ye Zhi beside him, "What's the matter with this ring? Xiao Cui said it was just one ring. Why did I pick up another one? I thought it was his boyfriend. fell there."

Ye Zhi: "Looking at the traces of the ring you picked up, I am afraid that it has been on the mountain for a long time, and this ring is the same size as the one in Xiao Cui's hand. It is obviously a female model, definitely not. His boyfriend gave it to me."

Tang He: "Could it be that his boyfriend made one and lost it, so he made a new one?"

Ye Zhi shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Tang He was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Ye Zhi: "Xiaocui's expression was not right after seeing the ring you picked up. She probably knew something or remembered something, but she hid it from us."

Tang He stared at Xiao Cui's back, which could be vaguely seen on the road in the distance, and was taken aback for a while.

"Okay." Tang He said: "Let's not talk about this for now, let's go and see how about the crazy villager Xiao Cui mentioned?"

When Ye Zhi asked the crazy villagers, Tang He knew what he meant.The villagers suddenly went crazy after going up the mountain, maybe they saw something.

Ye Zhi took the lead and said, "Let's go."

The two quickly walked to the place Xiaocui said.

From a distance, Tang He saw a person sitting in the same corner as yesterday at the door of that family's house.

Tang He said softly to Ye Zhi: "It must be him."

Ye Zhi: "The address is fine, it's probably him."

The two of them approached slowly, and only then did Tang He see what this person looked like.

It was a man, sitting in the corner of the doorstep, with his hands on his knees, his hair was half-length gray and messy.

Tang He heard the man mumble words like "death".

He really couldn't hear clearly, and looked at Ye Zhi blankly.

Ye Zhi said softly, "Try asking him."

"Okay." Tang He looked back at the villagers. He slightly bent over with his hands on his knees, tilted his head and tried to look into the villagers' eyes, and said softly, "Brother? Brother?"

The villagers were unmoved.

Tang He frowned slightly and amplified his voice slightly: "Brother? Can you hear me? Can I ask you two questions?"

The villagers remained indifferent, still muttering "dead".

Tang He touched his earlobe and shook his head slightly, knowing that there was nothing to ask. When he was about to get up, he saw the villagers slowly raise their heads.

Behind his messy hair, his cloudy eyes were filled with tears: "They're all dead..."

Tang He couldn't tell what he felt at that moment, as if hit by the heavy emotion in those eyes, he was suddenly speechless for a long time.

Until the villagers buried their heads in their arms again, he was still staring at the villagers' gray hair in a daze.

Ye Zhi reached out and pulled him up.

Tang He subconsciously looked up at him.

Ye Zhi looked back into Tang He's eyes: "What's wrong?"

Tang He unconsciously showed a sad expression on both sides of his mouth: "He just looked at me, and he felt so sad."

Ye Zhi unconsciously stretched out his left hand and put it on the back of Tang He's head, stroking it slightly.

"Okay, there's nothing to ask, let's go first."

Tang He nodded, and then Ye Zhi hugged his shoulders and went back to his residence.