Chapter 628 The beast under the ruins
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Jiu Yang Zhu Zhu
This voice was particularly clear in the quiet mountain village.
But maybe there is something blocking the propagation of the sound, and even though it can be heard clearly, it is very muffled.
Jiang Wan suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of the source of the sound.
Unfortunately, all we saw was still ruins.
Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, stood still, and held all her breath to listen.
No, there was nothing in my ears except the sound of wind and my own breathing!
Is it hallucinations?
Jiang Wan frowned, turned around and looked around, preparing to leave.
Just as she was taking steps, suddenly...
"Boom!"
Another clear knocking sound came out.
The location is almost the same as last time.
Jiang Wan's footsteps paused. This time she was sure that there was indeed a knocking sound inside.
She turned and rushed towards the ruins.
After several rounds of listening and confirmation, an area was finally initially locked in.
This is the northwest corner of the village, the farthest place from the village entrance.
There is a house standing alone here. Of course, the house has collapsed by now.
And the sound came from here.
Jiang Wan looked around, trying to find someone who could help. She didn't think she could dig through the rubble with her bare hands to save people.
but!
The surrounding area is deserted, and even if there are disaster relief personnel, they will give priority to villages close to the road and larger villages.
This small village will basically not be taken into account.
At least not now.
Jiang Wan was anxious because the knocking sounds were getting weaker and weaker, and the distance between the sounds became wider and wider each time.
This is not a good thing.
Fight!
She couldn't do anything to let her watch the people inside being trapped to death.
Jiang Wan turned back to look at the ruins and started looking around for anyone who could take advantage of him.
You can't really dig it with your hands.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw an iron basin not far away. The iron basin was leaking. The owner might have left it in the yard to use it for other purposes.
This can actually be used.
Jiang Wan picked up the iron basin and struck the iron basin with the curled machete in her hand.
Her purpose was simple, to let the people inside hear the sound so that they knew someone outside was coming to save him.
This way he has hope of living and can persevere.
She pounded hard for a long time.
Then he stopped and listened. Sure enough, there was another knocking sound, but this time it was harder than before.
It was also a little more urgent.
Jiang Wan moved closer to the source of the sound, knocked again, and listened again.
In this way, she basically determined the most accurate location of the sound source.
Then start picking up the stones and tiles above.
Fortunately, most houses these days are made of stone, mud and tiles.
If it were the concrete of later generations, it would be useless no matter how strong Jiang Wan was.
After a while, after pulling out a piece of wood, I finally saw a space exposed. Although it was small, I could tell that there should be a space below.
"Is there anyone inside?" Jiang Wan hurriedly shouted towards the small hole.
"Yes, there is someone!" came a clear response.
The voice sounded like a man's.
Jiang Wan hurriedly shouted: "What's the situation inside? Several people are trapped."
The voice inside replied: "There are 21 people inside, all children, and I am the only adult."
"We are all starving, give us something to eat and get us out!"
Jiang Wan was slightly stunned, 21?Is this a school?
She looked around and found that this house was the smallest, because other houses collapsed into a big pile, but even if the house here collapsed, it was only a small pile.
It can be seen how bad its original appearance was.
She was silent and asked suspiciously: "Are these your children?"
The man inside hesitated for a moment and replied: "No, there are also children of my relatives who are here to play today."
"What, is there anything to eat? Give me something to eat quickly, I'm starving to death!"
Jiang Wan pondered for a moment and said, "Not yet. How old are your children?"
When the man heard that there was no food, he felt a little wilted. He was silent for a while before replying:
"The youngest is a little over a year old, and the eldest is seven or eight years old!"
Jiang Wan said hurriedly: "Pass the smaller child to me through this gap."
"I'll find a way to save the big one later."
The man is silent.
Jiang Wan was a little anxious: "Speak!"
The man replied: "No, what if you take the children away and leave us older ones alone?"
"Besides, since you have people coming, why don't you just move them away? Why bother handing them out? This hole is too small and you can't get out!"
The man's tone became stiffer, and it was obviously repulsive.
Jiang Wan's expression changed.
Something is wrong, so wrong!
No matter whose child it is, with so many children here, they must have children of their own.
Parents hope that their children can escape at critical moments, and there is absolutely no reason for them to escape first.
And if they say they are afraid that the younger ones will go out, then they won’t care about the older ones.
What kind of bullshit is this.
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes and guessed: Could it be that there is something wrong with this kid.
And these children are not from our own family at all.
After all, he is the author of dozens of novels in his previous life, and his imagination is extremely rich once his imagination runs wild.
Her hesitation alerted the man: "What's going on outside? Why don't you say anything!"
Jiang Wan came to her senses and said in a low voice: "I can't help you. I'm the only one here. The whole village collapsed and no one survived."
"I was passing by and came here after I noticed you knocking. Moreover, this place is in the middle of nowhere. It's hard for me to find reinforcements."
"Either you give me the children first, and save one by one."
"Either you wait for me to slowly peel it off bit by bit!"
Hearing this, the man replied almost without thinking: "Then you cook slowly and get me something to eat before you cook."
"Everyone in the village is dead, so let's go find something to eat elsewhere."
"I've been hungry for days."
Jiang Wan said displeasedly: "They were all beaten to death. Where can I get food?"
The man argued confidently: "Why not? Who doesn't have something to eat at home?"
"Even if you get me a cabbage, it will be enough for me to eat a few meals."
"Go, go, go!"
This tone sounded like someone owed him something.
Jiang Wan's face turned cold when he heard this, not because of his tone, but because he never mentioned the children from beginning to end.
There are more than [-] children. How many days have passed? They don’t eat or drink?
One cabbage was enough for him to eat several meals. Did he include the twenty children?
If not included, then what about the children!
Either the children don't exist and he lied to himself.
Otherwise, those children are probably dead.
Even if he doesn't die, he may be close to it.
At this moment, Jiang Wan's heart felt as if it had been fried in oil, and before she knew it, her hands had clenched into fists.
But maybe there is something blocking the propagation of the sound, and even though it can be heard clearly, it is very muffled.
Jiang Wan suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of the source of the sound.
Unfortunately, all we saw was still ruins.
Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, stood still, and held all her breath to listen.
No, there was nothing in my ears except the sound of wind and my own breathing!
Is it hallucinations?
Jiang Wan frowned, turned around and looked around, preparing to leave.
Just as she was taking steps, suddenly...
"Boom!"
Another clear knocking sound came out.
The location is almost the same as last time.
Jiang Wan's footsteps paused. This time she was sure that there was indeed a knocking sound inside.
She turned and rushed towards the ruins.
After several rounds of listening and confirmation, an area was finally initially locked in.
This is the northwest corner of the village, the farthest place from the village entrance.
There is a house standing alone here. Of course, the house has collapsed by now.
And the sound came from here.
Jiang Wan looked around, trying to find someone who could help. She didn't think she could dig through the rubble with her bare hands to save people.
but!
The surrounding area is deserted, and even if there are disaster relief personnel, they will give priority to villages close to the road and larger villages.
This small village will basically not be taken into account.
At least not now.
Jiang Wan was anxious because the knocking sounds were getting weaker and weaker, and the distance between the sounds became wider and wider each time.
This is not a good thing.
Fight!
She couldn't do anything to let her watch the people inside being trapped to death.
Jiang Wan turned back to look at the ruins and started looking around for anyone who could take advantage of him.
You can't really dig it with your hands.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw an iron basin not far away. The iron basin was leaking. The owner might have left it in the yard to use it for other purposes.
This can actually be used.
Jiang Wan picked up the iron basin and struck the iron basin with the curled machete in her hand.
Her purpose was simple, to let the people inside hear the sound so that they knew someone outside was coming to save him.
This way he has hope of living and can persevere.
She pounded hard for a long time.
Then he stopped and listened. Sure enough, there was another knocking sound, but this time it was harder than before.
It was also a little more urgent.
Jiang Wan moved closer to the source of the sound, knocked again, and listened again.
In this way, she basically determined the most accurate location of the sound source.
Then start picking up the stones and tiles above.
Fortunately, most houses these days are made of stone, mud and tiles.
If it were the concrete of later generations, it would be useless no matter how strong Jiang Wan was.
After a while, after pulling out a piece of wood, I finally saw a space exposed. Although it was small, I could tell that there should be a space below.
"Is there anyone inside?" Jiang Wan hurriedly shouted towards the small hole.
"Yes, there is someone!" came a clear response.
The voice sounded like a man's.
Jiang Wan hurriedly shouted: "What's the situation inside? Several people are trapped."
The voice inside replied: "There are 21 people inside, all children, and I am the only adult."
"We are all starving, give us something to eat and get us out!"
Jiang Wan was slightly stunned, 21?Is this a school?
She looked around and found that this house was the smallest, because other houses collapsed into a big pile, but even if the house here collapsed, it was only a small pile.
It can be seen how bad its original appearance was.
She was silent and asked suspiciously: "Are these your children?"
The man inside hesitated for a moment and replied: "No, there are also children of my relatives who are here to play today."
"What, is there anything to eat? Give me something to eat quickly, I'm starving to death!"
Jiang Wan pondered for a moment and said, "Not yet. How old are your children?"
When the man heard that there was no food, he felt a little wilted. He was silent for a while before replying:
"The youngest is a little over a year old, and the eldest is seven or eight years old!"
Jiang Wan said hurriedly: "Pass the smaller child to me through this gap."
"I'll find a way to save the big one later."
The man is silent.
Jiang Wan was a little anxious: "Speak!"
The man replied: "No, what if you take the children away and leave us older ones alone?"
"Besides, since you have people coming, why don't you just move them away? Why bother handing them out? This hole is too small and you can't get out!"
The man's tone became stiffer, and it was obviously repulsive.
Jiang Wan's expression changed.
Something is wrong, so wrong!
No matter whose child it is, with so many children here, they must have children of their own.
Parents hope that their children can escape at critical moments, and there is absolutely no reason for them to escape first.
And if they say they are afraid that the younger ones will go out, then they won’t care about the older ones.
What kind of bullshit is this.
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes and guessed: Could it be that there is something wrong with this kid.
And these children are not from our own family at all.
After all, he is the author of dozens of novels in his previous life, and his imagination is extremely rich once his imagination runs wild.
Her hesitation alerted the man: "What's going on outside? Why don't you say anything!"
Jiang Wan came to her senses and said in a low voice: "I can't help you. I'm the only one here. The whole village collapsed and no one survived."
"I was passing by and came here after I noticed you knocking. Moreover, this place is in the middle of nowhere. It's hard for me to find reinforcements."
"Either you give me the children first, and save one by one."
"Either you wait for me to slowly peel it off bit by bit!"
Hearing this, the man replied almost without thinking: "Then you cook slowly and get me something to eat before you cook."
"Everyone in the village is dead, so let's go find something to eat elsewhere."
"I've been hungry for days."
Jiang Wan said displeasedly: "They were all beaten to death. Where can I get food?"
The man argued confidently: "Why not? Who doesn't have something to eat at home?"
"Even if you get me a cabbage, it will be enough for me to eat a few meals."
"Go, go, go!"
This tone sounded like someone owed him something.
Jiang Wan's face turned cold when he heard this, not because of his tone, but because he never mentioned the children from beginning to end.
There are more than [-] children. How many days have passed? They don’t eat or drink?
One cabbage was enough for him to eat several meals. Did he include the twenty children?
If not included, then what about the children!
Either the children don't exist and he lied to himself.
Otherwise, those children are probably dead.
Even if he doesn't die, he may be close to it.
At this moment, Jiang Wan's heart felt as if it had been fried in oil, and before she knew it, her hands had clenched into fists.
