Aoba Office

The camera moves forward, Aoba's three people should be moving forward, and footsteps can be heard outside the screen. Apart from the footsteps of these three people, there was no other sound.

All the houses in the village have their doors closed and their windows and curtains drawn.

There were no wind chimes at the door, and there was no sound of wind or wind chimes.

After the video camera moved for a while, it stopped in front of a courtyard and focused on the courtyard gate.

A hand appears in the frame.

Knock knock!

The knock on the door echoed in this environment.

No one answered.

The hand tried to push the door, but it was unlocked, and the courtyard and house behind the door were also dark.

The door of the house was locked, and the camera moved to the window, and even the window was locked.

"Look for another place." Ye Qing said.

The following video has been edited later. The village committee and factory are as silent as the village, with no people and no sound.

"Where are the dead people buried here?" Liu Miao asked.

"There is no cemetery marked on the map." Wu Ling replied.

Aoba and the other three were looking around the village aimlessly, walking through the farmland.

"Over there!" Liu Miao suddenly shouted.

The camera turned to take pictures of the hill.

It is a certain distance from the village, but you can see the light of fire on the mountain.

The screen switched, and after violent shaking, a rugged mountain road appeared.

In the circular light group of the flashlight, uneven stones formed a climbing step. Above, there is an abrupt piece of flat land on the hill, with no grass growing on it and some ruins of historical remnants on the ground.

There was no fire, but there was smoke rising from the center of the ruins ahead.

The camera turned around a section of the wall and captured a silver-haired old lady. The old lady knelt on the ground, facing the black ash on the ground. The flashlight light passed through her body.

She didn't turn her head, she just squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the camera.

"You are here. Did Xiao Cao's son call you?" The old lady's voice was hoarse but her tone was steady.

"Grandma, you are really capable." A figure from behind appeared in the camera. Liu Miao squatted next to the old lady and held her wrist. "There was no reaction at all. Why didn't those people want to retaliate against you?"

The old lady laughed, and her laughter was not sinister, but rather like an ordinary kind old lady.

"I guard this place, and the people here are still alive and dead. How can you blame me? It's the place that wants them to die, not me that wants them to die," the old lady said.

The camera moved to the black and gray.

Wu Ling asked: "Are those the wind chimes in the village?"

"Yes." The old lady responded calmly, "Okay, this matter is over. I have to leave, old lady. You kids, go back quickly."

"Meow--"

A cat meow interrupted.

The fat orange cat walked around the damaged walls and gravel, and slowly moved to the old lady's side.

The old lady picked up the orange cat with some difficulty, put it on her shoulders, and stood up. She rubbed the orange cat's neck and took out a string of wooden wind chimes from the soft fur.

"This is a souvenir for you." The old lady handed the wind chime forward, "Wind chimes can summon spirits. If one day you are in need, I hope I can help you."

Liu Miao reached out and took the wind chime, and asked curiously: "It's not trying to attract ghosts to us, right? We're not afraid of that, grandma."

"Hehehe..." The old lady smiled, holding the cat on her shoulder, and the fat cat trembled.

She walked past Aoye and the others, and walked slowly down the mountain. Her movements were old-fashioned. When going down the steps, she turned sideways, went down one step, stood firm, and went down another step.

Aoba and the other two didn't speak or move.

In the picture, you can see that the dark sky above the old lady is changing. The heavy clouds in the sky sank, became thinner, and turned into mist, wisps of which penetrated into the old lady's body.

"Meow--" the orange cat meowed and moved its paws.

The old hand patted the orange cat's back.

The old lady went down the mountain, her figure became smaller, and her straight body became stooped.

She walked on, unsteadily. The black fog moved with her, and the sky turned into a gradient color, part of it dark blue, and part of it transitioning from light gray to ink black. It was as if the old lady had brushed away the ink from the sky.

The camera moves up to capture the sky and the video begins to fast forward.

Those black clouds and black fog were finally taken away, and the color of the sky also underwent a new round of changes, and the rays of the morning sun appeared in the sky. It wasn't until the sky became brighter that the picture became natural and lost the supernatural color.

On September 8, 2015, it was confirmed that Cao Andong and his family were dead. The cause of death was a fall. The police found traces of a fight in his home, and there is no clue to the case yet.

On September 10, 2015, Cao Andong’s investment plan was investigated. According to Cao Andong's plan, his company will negotiate with the village government of Citang Village to build a chemical factory in this area. The company owned by Cao Andong once received a rectification letter from the Environmental Protection Bureau and was fined.

On September 11, 2015, Wang Ting’s daughter-in-law Ma Juan was contacted. Audio file 09220150911.wav.

"What are you asking? My mother-in-law is gone..."

"I want to ask about your mother-in-law and this village. Now, you should be able to accept our interview, right?"

"Suck...just like that."

"Can you tell me more specifically?"

"My mother-in-law is the old man in the village, the eldest one. Everyone in the village believes what she says. She is like the kind of respected old man on TV. She has no official position, but everyone must listen to what she says."

"Um."

"She can do math. She said it was the land that told her what to do. Starting from her mother, her family always knew what the land was telling them. In the past, when they were farming, they would always invite someone from their family. Come and take a look, you have to ask them when to plant, what to plant, watering and fertilizing, and when to harvest. They also have to decide on weddings and funerals."

"There was a high official here in history, right? His family's ancestral hall was built here."

"It's over there on the mountain. But it's all gone."

"Grandma Wang is the servant of that high official?"

"What kind of servants! No! The Cao family came later. It was my mother-in-law and her family who lived here first, and their ancestors have lived here for generations. The Cao family came, but then left. This is not the first time. A family like this. They have nothing to do with us.”

"So, what about a family named Cao in the village?"

"That family is not a thing. After my mother-in-law opened a factory here, she said she could no longer feel the land. She thought there was something wrong with the factory. However, after the factory was built, the situation in the village really improved, and every household could We have meat and electricity and so on. The conditions are good. My mother-in-law said that maybe the time has come. Apart from us, this is the case in many places. People don’t live on the same piece of land as long as before, and they don’t rely on We were living on the land, so the land had no sound. But someone in that family died, and after the death, my mother-in-law realized something was wrong."