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The video is here, and finally there is a fast forward. The beating of the fire became fierce, and the burning of the liquid at that level was faster, and the area and thickness were shrinking. The red-yellow flame gradually dimmed, and turned into a cool color, not dark green, but the blue and blue interlaced colors, the beach liquid also became this strange color.
When the fire was completely extinguished, there was a sudden wind in the room, and it took a circle, and as it appeared, it disappeared abruptly. The body of this room was gone, the blood marks were still left, and the furnishings were mostly damaged and grayed out. The fire that occurred before and the wind that appeared appeared to be a dream.
Wu Ling stepped into the room and the camera searched in the empty room.
This room is a little different from the next door. The bed and the table and chair bench are the same, but the table and chair bench has a desk, a teacher's chair, and a cabinet placed against the wall. The wooden furniture and the wire-bound books in the cabinets were not destroyed in the fire.
Wu Ling checked the furniture and books, but had nothing to gain.
The lens turned to the old man.
The old man’s face was a thoughtful expression, sweat was squeezed from the wrinkles on his forehead, and black pus was flowing out of the terrible wound on his neck.
"There are no two rooms, that is in the backyard. Is the first door leading to the backyard?" Wu Ling asked, and he had to lift his foot.
The old man suddenly had a bright eye and a palm, "Yes! When she was here, she went to the latrine!"
"The land of filth is the most suitable spell for arranging some evil spirits." Wu Ling commented.
The old man hurriedly ran out. He is like that, he seems to be younger than twenty years old, and life has a head. But in reality, he is a dead person. The time in reality has passed for another hundred years. What can he do when he goes out?
Wu Ling followed.
The lens captured the scene behind the first door.
Behind the small porch is a spacious yard with a row of rooms at the back. The whole courtyard is square, with no blocks in the lower left corner and a wall built. It should be the location of the two rooms.
The top of the yard was open, but it was dark, just like the sky was painted with ink. Even the dark night without moons and stars can't be so dark. This black is the same as the scene originally photographed outside the Shennongtang.
The old man rushed to the small hut on the right hand side and pushed the door open.
The camera looked around the courtyard first, took the whole yard and moved to the latrine.
The ancient latrines were simple, and there was a wooden kiosk inside. Although it is obviously washed, it is as gray as other furniture, but it is still a bit confusing. The old man didn't feel sick, and he was full of energy. He touched the walls of the latrine and turned the gong bucket upside down.
Wu Ling reminded: "There is a trace on the ground."
The old man put the Gong barrel aside.
The lens is zoomed in, facing the original position of the Gong barrel. Because there is dust everywhere, there is a very clear impression on the ground here.
"This is just gray." The old man smeared a piece of the ground and slammed it.
The place where his hand was wiped, the ash is gone, but there is still a circle of traces."Is it because the Gong barrel has been put on for a long time..." The old man kept groping on the ground, and the research spirit was very strong.
Wu Ling did not urge, so he shot at the side.
There is no green brick on the ground of the latrine, but a solid land. The old man felt a little nervously. Gradually, he used his strength and began to dig with his hands. The nails on his hands quickly turned up, bloody, but he didn't seem to feel it. He was dug as he was enchanted.
The excavated soil was thrown on the side, he did not dig too long, the movement of his hand stopped, and the whole body began to tremble. After a long while, the old man turned his head and twitched.
In the lens, the old man's expression is very weird, like laughing, like crying, and stunned and hateful.
Wu Ling still did not speak, only steady DV, the camera did not shake, did not go to shoot the old man to dig something, did not go to the close-up of the old man.
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and turned back. The action of digging the pit became calm, but the body was still shaking. He cautiously took away what was inside the pit and used his hands to hold a thing out.
The shabby straw mat wrapped up with something, not too big, and was carefully placed on the ground by the old man. His previous spirit seemed to be younger in his twenties. At this moment, the next son was old, and the spirit of the whole person was taken away, revealing the fear of being scared.
Wu Ling came forward at this moment, and went up to open the mat.
The old man's hand appeared in the lens, as if to block Wu Ling's movement, but a step later.
In the lens, the straw mat was opened, and suddenly the baby's body appeared, which had already rotted more than half, and the locust crawled on it, drilling in the gap of the clothes.
"Is it a child of Yang?" Wu Ling asked very calmly.
The old man touched the straw mat and touched the faded dress. "I don't know... the child... Yang holds the body..." He said intermittently, didn't pant, didn't hesitate, some It's just an unbearable pain.
"What happened?" Wu Ling's tone was a bit more serious.
The lens turned and aimed at the old man.
The old man sat on the ground, and he looked at the little body, and suddenly there was a tidy tear in his eyes.
After a long time, the old man said: "I remember that day, Yang was holding the child in. The child was already blue at that time. Dr. Xu hurriedly called me at first sight. I was giving a needle at the back and heard. Move, rush out, look at the child
Like that, he grabbed the person from Yang’s arms and took it to the inside. He gave him a needle and a massage, and he called Xu Dafu to go to the soup. Children can't eat the big pills. Dr. Xu is going to turn the pills for first aid into water... We are busy, and Yang is crying beside us to save his son... It should be my eldest son. He also sat in the medical hall to help comfort Yang, so that Yang did not bother. When Xu Dafu came in, Yang’s came across him, and the bowl of medicine was sprinkled... In fact, sprinkling without sprinkling, filling the children to eat, will have any effect, we do not know. Our era can't compare your time..."The old man smiled bitterly. "The child is dead. Yang is not making trouble. He is holding the child and crying. The whole person has lost his soul. The husband’s family was later chased. When he heard that the child died, he said It was we who died. I also learned later that this Yang’s life in the husband’s family was not good, and her in-laws did not like her. She had a child, and the child was so dead... Yang’s The husband’s family wants to save money. I am the master. I gave some money for the funeral. I said that it was the funeral money. It’s not that we died. They don’t care. My grandson is only in his teens. He was at the medical center. He was an apprentice. He was young and tempered, and he argued with the family. He said it was clear, and the child’s illness was not easy to cure. It was already late when he was sent to the hospital. Yang also overturned the soup. I also checked that many of their relatives had died in the heart, but what about his clearness? Those people did not reason with us..."
The old man fell into tears again. "My eldest son was beaten by them. I almost lost my hand. I can't practice medicine in the future. After my grandson, I was silent. I saw that this situation was wrong. I could only ask for an official. I asked the official's mother for peace. He always took care of our medical center. He asked for the official difference, and finally he pressed it down. Just, the family is not making trouble, Yang is crazy, but it is not. give up."
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