Chapter 101 Unreasonable

This was a very chaotic scene, making Zhou Ze somewhat at a loss. The villagers completely ignored the grain, instead swarming towards Zhou Ze again.

Zhou Ze's fingernails tore apart the villagers in front of him time and time again, but they would quickly reassemble. This was a never-ending slaughter, a typical case of ants biting an elephant to death.

There must be something supporting this place, making it a kind of repeating barrier that kept going back and forth. These fierce ghosts didn't seem as strong as real fierce ghosts, but their most perverted aspect was that they could re-condense after death.

The little monkey grabbed Zhou Ze's shoulder, watching Zhou Ze fight his way out. It wanted to help, but couldn't. If it were the old days, it could cooperate with Zhou Ze—a demon and a ghost messenger—and they could break out, but now, it could only shiver and pray that Zhou Ze wouldn't run out of strength too quickly.

It knew that if Zhou Ze was done for, it would definitely be done for too.

It had been eaten once in its previous life, and now it was going to be eaten by ghosts again?

It didn't want such a grand slam.

These villagers seemed to be planning to block Zhou Ze's path out of the ancestral hall. Each of them charged forward fearlessly, just to stop Zhou Ze for a few seconds. And they did succeed. Zhou Ze wasn't far from the entrance of the ancestral hall. As long as he could rush out, it would be much easier to find a way to escape. But now, he could only be blocked in this narrow area, which was very uncomfortable.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!"

A villager grabbed the little monkey's tail, and the little monkey screamed. It felt like it was going to be eaten.

Zhou Ze turned around directly, and his fingernails brought a burst of black mist, instantly tearing apart that villager. He grabbed the little monkey back, but as a result, Zhou Ze became a little further away from the entrance.

The villagers pressed on relentlessly, making Zhou Ze's repeated breakthroughs futile. Now, Zhou Ze was even pinned down at the deepest part of the ancestral hall, at the altar where the spirit tablets were placed.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Breathing heavily, Zhou Ze was indeed a little tired, but these villagers didn't give him any chance to relax.

"Crash!"

A crisp sound rang out.

Zhou Ze swept all the spirit tablets on the altar away. He hoped that the villagers would protect their ancestors' spirit tablets, giving him an opening.

But unfortunately, the villagers didn't care about the ancestors' spirit tablets at all. They didn't react even when the ancestors' spirit tablets fell to the ground. They still rushed towards Zhou Ze.

For the first time, Zhou Ze felt a little aggrieved.

First of all, he really wanted to help people. His conscience hurt!

You guys are hungry, I can see that, but the rice and grain are right in front of you. You don't eat them, but you want to eat me?

That's not reasonable!

Since you're not being reasonable, don't blame me for not being reasonable either!

The anger in Zhou Ze's heart was ignited. A person's kindness and compassion are limited. Zhou Ze rushed over. This time, he didn't take the initiative to run out, but instead grabbed the wandering souls and killed them. At the same time, as the irritability and anger in his heart continued to pile up, Zhou Ze's skin slowly began to turn a bronze color.

Obviously, the exhaustion and anger were slowly awakening another side of Zhou Ze.

"Boom!"

Two wandering souls were hugged by Zhou Ze and slammed hard on the ground.

"Boom!"

The wandering souls exploded, not knowing where they would run to regroup and come back. At the same time, a pit was smashed out of the ground again, and the white rice began to splash, scattering everywhere.

Suddenly, Zhou Ze stood up with a somewhat dazed expression, because the villagers who had been shouting that they were hungry and rushing towards him like crazy had all squatted down and started picking up the rice grains on the ground, not even letting go of the rice grains in the cracks.

Then,

Ze, the darling of the stage, the focus of the spotlight,

was suddenly ignored.

This was a huge difference.

It made Zhou Ze feel a little lost. He could only say that these villagers seemed to be sick, starving like this, guarding so much grain in the ancestral hall without touching it.

Were they all misers?

Fortunately, Zhou Ze knew that this was not the time to argue. He directly took the little monkey and rushed out of the ancestral hall. This time, no one stopped him. After running back to the edge of the field, the bronze luster that had just appeared on Zhou Ze's body slowly began to dim.

Zhou Ze also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to go into that state if he didn't have to. The key was that after it ended, not only was his soul in pain, but the paralysis of his body and the resulting long-term inconvenience made Zhou Ze very resistant.

He grabbed the monkey who was still clinging to his shoulder, somewhat frightened, and threw it directly on the ground.

"Find a way out."

Zhou Ze didn't want to linger here until the villagers finished picking up the rice grains and then came over to besiege him again.

The little monkey didn't disappoint Zhou Ze. It ran for a while, turned a few circles, and then plunged into the pile of thatch, disappearing.

This made Zhou Ze wonder if he had raised a monkey or a dog.

Because when the monkey turned on the ground, it was sniffing the ground with its nose.

Zhou Ze also turned a few circles, but he didn't follow it by putting his nose on the ground, and then plunged into the pile of thatch.

He only felt a lightness all over his body.

Zhou Ze found himself on the street. At this time, the shops on this street were basically closed, and it was obviously very late.

The old Taoist was squatting on the side, stroking the monkey that had come out earlier. Seeing that Zhou Ze had also come out, he immediately stood up and asked,

"Boss, are you okay?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

A Nissan was parked across the street, and Xu Qinglang was sitting inside. When Zhou Ze came out, he also got out of the car and asked,

"Is the matter resolved?"

"Where were you before? I couldn't get through to your phone."

"The signal in the basement of the library is probably bad. Let's get in the car first. I've found some other clues here."

After getting in the car, Zhou Ze briefly explained what had happened inside.

Xu Qinglang nodded and said, "I went to the city library first and looked up some information. I found a local log from the Republic of China period. Actually, it wasn't really the Republic of China period. At that time, this place was a Japanese occupied area.

It was a record book kept by the local puppet government, which was preserved. It recorded the massacre in Sanxiang Village. According to the book, it was because the local villagers were hiding wounded anti-Japanese armed fighters that it attracted the Japanese devils' retaliatory sweep."

"Get to the point," Zhou Ze reminded.

"Then, I checked the borrowing records of this book. This is a very unpopular book. Ordinary people wouldn't pay attention to it at all, but in 2009, someone borrowed it, named Li Shi. I suspect that this person and the person who posted the post are the same person."

Zhou Ze nodded.

During that time, not many people would really pay attention to the affairs of Sanxiang Village.

"I also investigated this person, Li Shi, and found that he died of a sudden heart attack at the end of 2009, but his clues didn't end there, because when he had a sudden heart attack, he was driving and the car crashed into a tree.

The place of death was on a highway in the woods in the suburbs.

It's very desolate there, very desolate in 2009, and still very desolate now, but there's a sanatorium there, similar to a nursing home, but more advanced, and it's a joint public-private venture."

"So, you think Li Shi was driving there to go to the sanatorium before he died?"

"That's right, so I think there should be a clue hidden in the sanatorium, and he discovered it. I even think that this person once entered Sanxiang Village a second time. According to what you said, the villagers inside were so hungry that they went crazy and wanted to eat people, but in 2009, the problem shouldn't have been so serious.

Then, he obtained some information in the village, but, apart from you, who is a special case, anyone who can enter Sanxiang Village is about to die."

Speaking of this, Xu Qinglang subconsciously looked at the old Taoist sitting in the back seat.

The old Taoist was still feeling very depressed at first.

The monkey went in,

The boss went in,

But he couldn't get in no matter what. He felt like a failure.

Then, when Xu Qinglang came and told him that only people who were about to die had a chance to get in, the old Taoist laughed happily, and two snot bubbles came out of his nose.

"Li Shi didn't have time to solve that problem. He died halfway."

Zhou Ze watched Xu Qinglang driving while talking and asked, "So, are we going to the sanatorium now?"

Xu Qinglang nodded.

Half an hour later,

The car drove into the sanatorium. Because it was late at night, the sanatorium was already closed, but Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang and others directly jumped over the wall and entered the office, directly accessing the sanatorium's client information.

Extraordinary measures must be taken at extraordinary times. If the problem in Sanxiang Village is not resolved, if a fierce ghost really comes out, the problems it causes will be terrifying.

Zhou Ze, the old Taoist, and Xu Qinglang were all looking together. This kind of search was actually like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Because no one knew,

Whether the person the poster was looking for nine years ago,

was still alive?

After all, many of the people who enter the sanatorium are elderly or in very poor health. Nine years may not be enough to survive.

Moreover, there was no specific information to look for, so they could only rely on fate.

This was no longer looking for a needle in a haystack, but groping for fish in the sea.

However, a patient's information made Zhou Ze's eyes narrow slightly. He signaled Xu Qinglang and the old Taoist next to him to come over, and then pointed to the person in the photo and said:

"Chen Guangnong, born in 1919."

"Damn, boss, is this guy 99 years old?" The old Taoist exclaimed, and then asked in confusion: "This... it can't be that the person we're looking for must be the oldest, right? I have a few centenarians here too."

Tongcheng is a town of longevity, and the number of centenarians ranks among the top cities in the country.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "This is different. I seem to have heard of this person. He was an official in Tongcheng for a while in the early years."

Zhou Ze opened the webpage and started searching on it. Baidu Encyclopedia directly searched it out. This was the specific life of Chen Guangnong.

"Is he a rebel?" Xu Qinglang noticed something.

The record states that this person was a battalion commander in the Huaihai Campaign during the Liberation War. He led his troops to revolt and also participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. Later, he returned to his hometown of Tongcheng and served as a local official for a while before retiring.

"I think it should be this person, the person Li Shi was looking for should be this person," Zhou Ze said.

A legendary person must have a legendary life to match. This person's life has been exciting enough.

Zhou Ze first found his ward, but what made Zhou Ze, Xu Qinglang, and the old Taoist dumbfounded was that Chen Guangnong had fallen into a long-term coma several years ago, similar to a vegetative state. Now, it was just that his body had not died.

"Damn, what do we do?" The old Taoist looked dumbfounded.

Zhou Ze opened the ward door and walked in. Xu Qinglang signaled the old Taoist and the monkey to keep watch outside, and then he also walked in.

The ward was a bit depressing. This old man, who was only one year away from completing his centennial life achievement, had really entered the stage of running out of oil and the lamp was dying.

At this time, he was lying there, unconscious.

You said he was alive, but he was no different from being dead.

Zhou Ze sat down in the chair next to the bed and glanced at the various instrument data next to the old man. The old man's condition was not optimistic.

"Is there any way to wake him up?" Xu Qinglang asked.

He knew that Zhou Ze used to be a doctor.

Zhou Ze shook his head. If the one in Rongcheng hadn't been taken away by Tang Shi, it would have been more convenient to ask him to come. That guy was said to be a psychologist, and his hypnosis methods were very scary, even ghost messengers could be hypnotized and controlled.

"Now, it seems there's only one way left," Zhou Ze said.

"What way?"

"Kill him now, and then catch his wandering soul and ask him."

"............" Xu Qinglang.

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he was just joking. People have lived to be ninety-nine years old, which is already very difficult. He couldn't just kill someone just to ask a few questions for an uncertain reason.

Moreover, looking at his state, his life has been full of ups and downs and wonderful events. He has also been lying here for so many years, and he may have already seen through everything. If he kills him, maybe his soul will go straight to hell, and he won't even be able to ask.

"There's a book in the drawer."

Xu Qinglang opened the drawer and said.

"What book?"

"An autobiography, it should have been published by his descendants or others, self-funded."

Xu Qinglang took out the book and flipped through it.

"Look at the early life," Zhou Ze reminded.

"I know."

Soon, Xu Qinglang found a record and said, "Before the War of Resistance Against Japan, he was a company commander in the Tongcheng Security Regiment."

The Security Regiment was the local armed forces, similar to what is shown in the anti-Japanese war dramas. They basically had no combat effectiveness.

"When the Japanese devils attacked Tongcheng, did they encounter any resistance?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I checked. The Japanese devils' Iizuka unit, seems to be the 101st Division, but I'm not very clear about the specifics. However, it is said that the combat effectiveness of Japanese divisions after 100 is not very high. This division seems to have been badly beaten in Jiangxi.

However, at that time, Tongcheng had no Chinese regular army. It was completely the resistance of the local armed organizations in Tongcheng, and they fought against the Japanese devils. But even if the rookie division was a rookie, it was much stronger than the local armed security regiment, so Tongcheng fell very quickly at that time."

"So, he participated in Tongcheng's resistance against the Japanese army at that time?"

"It should be. He shouldn't have been a traitor and surrendered, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to become a battalion commander in the Kuomintang army."

Zhou Ze frowned.

The sleeping old man with age spots in front of him and all the villagers in Sanxiang Village made him feel powerless. He had a lot of strength, but he could only punch cotton.

Just now, he and Xu Qinglang had been standing here talking for so long, but the old man just closed his eyes and didn't react at all. Obviously, he had really lost his perception of the outside world.

But he was a little unwilling to leave like this, so Zhou Ze bent down, leaned close to the old man's ear, and slowly asked:

"Old sir, do you still remember... Sanxiang Village?"

Suddenly,

a miracle happened,

The old man's fingers suddenly trembled,

Then, his eyelids began to tremble non-stop,

He seemed to have heard it, or been stimulated, his lips opened slightly, as if making a very small sound:

"Vill...ag...ers..."

"What did he say?" Xu Qinglang asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head, the voice was too small.

Xu Qinglang pushed Zhou Ze away and put his ear next to the old man's mouth, listening carefully.

After a while, Xu Qinglang straightened up, his expression serious.

"What did he say?" Zhou Ze asked.

"He said... want to kiss you?"