Chapter 27: 27: Ten Years of Life and Death (17)

Zhangjiacun, Lijiacun.
Since their ancestors took root on both sides of the river a hundred years ago, their two villages have become neighbors. For a hundred years, the two villages have been living in harmony and occasionally intermarriage. However, most villagers are not so close. That's it.
At this time, Ning Huanxin watched the young Aunt Zhang being stopped in place, while the women left behind the girl.
She hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly chased after her subconsciously.
"Ning Huanxin!"
Jiang Lixing didn't expect Ning Huanxin to run suddenly. He yelled and ran after Ning Huanxin.
The two rushed all the way to the abandoned village.
Here is the former Lijia Village.
The eyes are full of desolation and depression.
Jiang Lixing looked at the wild grass Ai Ai, as if he could still feel the peace and tranquility here decades ago.
A small butterfly flapping its wings can also cause a devastating storm thousands of miles away. So what kind of accident was it decades ago that caused the entire Lijia Village to die overnight?
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What Ning Huanxin saw was different from what Jiang Lixing saw.
What she saw was even more shocking.
Originally, Ning Huanxin was chasing the group of people, but after entering the village, they all disappeared. What she saw was a flame.
The whole village was surrounded by fire, and groups of people crawled out of their houses, all of them pale and pained.
Some people were rolling in the clearing, groaning and groaning, seeming to be very painful.
Ning Huanxin walked into the fire step by step. Her figure passed through the fire, and she could not feel the heat or pain, but she could imagine the pain and despair of the villagers at this moment.
A group of people rushed in, and they carried away these helpless people without saying a word, one after another.
The girl who was finally carried away was the girl.
Her face was paler than the others, as white as the face of a dead person.
Ning Huanxin still remembers what she saw just now, her peaceful and beautiful face flying in the moonlight, but now, she looks like a withered, eyes full of sadness...
The entire village was taken away. They looked painful and desperate. They wanted to struggle and resist, but to no avail...
Ning Huanxin knew what was waiting for them.
Buried alive.
The population in the village is small, and everyone who escaped from the fire tonight will be buried alive!
The fire was gradually extinguished, and the rain was pouring down, and it seemed that God was crying.
Everything in front of her was shattered, and Ning Huanxin's eyes were blurred. When she came back to her senses, all she saw were weeds and ruined remains.
"Let's go back."
Ning Huanxin whispered suddenly.
Jiang Lixing on the side looked at her blankly, and couldn't help whispering: "Are you still sick, don't you go to the hospital?"
"The hospital can't cure my disease. I have to go back. Only Zhangjiazhen can cure my disease."
Ning Huanxin spoke very positively.
She is going back to find Aunt Zhang. She believes that this time she is sure to let Aunt Zhang speak. She will tell herself what happened between these two villages decades ago!
Only by knowing what happened decades ago, can she know what she is going to do next, how to complete the task from this recollected world and return to the real real world...