Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11245

Everyone in the room looked at the movements of Luo Fengtang's hands.

As he lifted the mat and pushed it aside, the full image of the old man from Huansheng's family appeared in everyone's sight!

When Luo Fengtang took the old man out last night, he was lying on his back with a mat covering him from head to toe.

We had clearly sent people to watch outside the yard all night, so there was no way anyone would sneak in. But when we lifted the mat, we found that the old man had changed his posture.

Changed to back facing up, face facing down!

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were both slightly stunned. They subconsciously exchanged glances and both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Did I remember it wrong?

Yang Ruoqing questioned Luo Fengtang with her eyes.

  Luo Fengtang shook his head imperceptibly, his eyes were very determined. He remembered very clearly that he had indeed put the old man face down on the ground. This was also a respect for the deceased. There was no such thing as putting him face down. That was a blasphemy!

Then...why did it change its appearance?

The couple was secretly surprised, and looked around imperceptibly, looking for anything strange.

  When the mat was lifted, the old man's brothers came forward in grief to pick up their brother, but they saw a huge human-shaped sweet potato lying on the ground!

And it’s a sprouted sweet potato!

On the back, shoulders, thighs, arms, and head... rows of fine flesh buds broke through the skin and flesh, some long, some short, some as long as chopsticks, and looked a little green.

It was as short as a child's white and tender fingers, shaking and moving as if it had life.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this!"

One of them screamed in fright and fell to the ground. After he came to his senses, he backed away as if he had seen a ghost. He backed away in such a panic that he bumped into the leg of one of the villagers.

He almost knocked the elderly villager to the ground. Fortunately, the village head Yang Huazhong was standing next to the villager. Yang Huazhong was quick to support the villager.

"It's broad daylight, why are you so panicked?" The villager was very unhappy.

But the man was trembling all over, pointing at his brother's body on the ground in the middle of the room: "Scary, scary!"

Not only was he frightened, but his other two old brothers were also scared and hid at the door.

They all squeezed toward the door and dared not stay in the house.

The villager who was hit just now saw the brothers in such a miserable state, especially the boaster who almost knocked him down. The villager said, "What's wrong with you brothers? Weren't you all crying and reluctant to leave your brothers just now? Why don't you dare to stay in this room after just one look? Are you brothers?"

"Uncle, you always talk while standing, don't you feel back pain? It's really scary!"

"You are well-informed. Please go inside and take a look. I don't have the courage. I am really scared..."

The brothers didn't care about anything else and rushed out of the house as if they were running for their lives. They went to the yard and saw so many villagers outside the yard. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief. The three brothers sat on the ground, gasping for breath. They had to sit back to back, otherwise they would not feel safe!

The villagers who were blocked outside the yard saw the three brothers crying as they walked into the house, feeling so sad that they wanted to be buried with their fellow brothers and sisters, but now they were like this.

The villagers who came to watch the fun couldn't help but be curious and rushed to ask the three brothers about the situation in the house.

  The three brothers didn't say anything! They hadn't even recovered their breath. As soon as they started talking, their minds couldn't help but recall the scene they saw at first sight. They trembled all over, their heads felt numb, and they were so scared that they could hardly hold their urine!

This further aroused the curiosity of the villagers outside. They made various speculations about the cause and manner of death of the old man in Huansheng's family. No matter which one it was, they all cursed Huansheng, the "filial son", a hundred times!

His gaze returned to old man Huansheng’s house.

Because the three brothers had fled in a hurry, only Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were left, as well as Yang Huazhong who was standing at the door and several knowledgeable villagers.

Yang Huazhong was the first to step into the house.

He is a man full of righteousness. He never harbors bad intentions in dealing with people. He is the type of person that people often say "never do anything wrong in your life, and won't be startled when someone knocks on your door in the middle of the night."

As the head of Changping Village, the missing Huansheng's father has always been a concern for Yang Huazhong.

Today he finally found it, so Yang Huazhong stepped into the house without any hesitation and came to the old man Huansheng who was lying on the ground in the middle of the room.

Because the light in the room was very dim, only a small window that was only a few centimeters larger than a foot basin let in some early morning light.

So if Yang Huazhong wanted to see the old man from Huansheng's family clearly, he had to bend down and look carefully.

This look...

Even Yang Huazhong, who had never done anything wrong in his life and was always a gentleman and open-minded wherever he went, subconsciously took a breath of cold air. A chill rose from his tailbone and went straight to the top of his head.

Sweet potato!

It really is a sprouted sweet potato!

  When people die, they will rot, right? How can they still take root and sprout?

What on earth is this?

Especially when he saw the rows of densely packed granulations on the old man's body seemed to be wriggling, as if they were given life, Yang Huazhong shuddered, and the blood rushed to his meninges. He instinctively wanted to step back and stay away from this strange thing, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground as if they were filled with lead blocks and he could not move!

However, his hands felt an uncontrollable restlessness.

Slowly, he reached out to the old man of the Huansheng family on the ground, as if those dense flesh buds were calling him. It seemed that those flesh buds were tired of the old man's broken and dry body, and wanted to absorb a stronger and more nutritious body. Yang Huazhong heard a faint voice calling him, and his hands stretched out to the old man on the ground little by little...

Yang Ruoqing noticed that something was wrong with Yang Huazhong and quickly stepped forward to grab his hand.

"Dad, don't touch it!"

Yang Ruoqing's voice instantly startled Yang Huazhong and he came back to his senses.

Only then did I realize that my hands were about to touch those disgusting and scary things on the ground.

"I, I, I didn't want to touch it..." Yang Huazhong's face was full of horror. He looked at the things on the ground, then looked at his own hands. He actually didn't recognize his hands!

At this moment, several villagers followed Yang Huazhong into the house. Although their eyesight was blurry and the light in the house was dim, after a while, they could see clearly that the person lying on the ground was abnormal...

"Oh my God...what is this!"