2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The next day, Yan Muyun and Ye Buyu found nothing suspicious during their two morning patrols.

Considering the possibility that the shape-shifting monster had sneaked into the village, Ye Buyu deliberately took off his ability suppressor during the patrol. However, after walking around the village, he encountered only ordinary villagers, and no one had any special abilities. suspicion.

When passing by the Liu couple's house, Yan Muyun originally planned to pay a visit, but he found that the courtyard door was closed and there was no sound of children reading from inside. After asking the neighbors, I found out that Old Man Liu and Mrs. Liu had been preparing some sacrificial items for tomorrow night since early in the morning, and had given the children a day off for this purpose.

At this time, they should be picking fresh Ruo leaves, commonly known as Zong leaves, from the nearby mountains, preparing to use them as utensils for serving rice wine at banquets.

Although it was a pity that he was rejected, Yan Muyun had no choice but to give up.

In the afternoon, the village suddenly became obviously lively. Several cars from outside drove into the village one after another, and the people who got off were all middle-aged and teenagers. After asking, I found out that they had all come back early to prepare for the village's sacrificial activities tomorrow night.

Chang'an was quite troubled by this: "It's difficult to deal with. Why is it that this sacrifice has not been held so early and so late, but it has to be held these days."

The more people there are, the more complicated the scene will be. If the shapeshifters hiding in the village go wild, the casualties will be more serious.

It is not that Xing Xiuxian and Chang Ping have not negotiated with the village chief, but the reply they received was: "Solving the alien species is your problem. Don't interfere with our sacred beliefs because of your problems."

Chang Ping said helplessly: "It can only be said that we have protected the surrounding small villages very well over the years, and they have forgotten their fear of alien species."

From a certain perspective, this remote village is indeed safer. There have been many cases before where alien species were attracted to densely populated big cities, thus neglecting nearby small villages with only dozens or hundreds of people.

Even the "alien catastrophe" caused by the Shengyao Religion a few years ago only targeted important large cities in various countries. Small villages and towns in such remote areas were not affected at all.

But even so, everyone still felt that the villagers were a little too big-hearted. After all, the one wandering around the village was an elite-level alien.

Yan Muyun chuckled and said, "If you think about it from another perspective, maybe it's because we are in the village that they can hold sacrificial activities with peace of mind. This is the people's trust in us."

Chang'an nodded: "The shapeshifter is still in the serious injury stage, so it is easier to deal with. Maybe if more people gather, we can attract it to appear. We just need to wait and see."

"Anyway, remember to bring your equipment tomorrow night and be on full alert near the ceremony venue to prevent accidents." Chang Ping made a brief summary, then turned to look at the corner of the room: "Captain Xing, do you have anything to add?"

Xing Xiuxian waved his hands and said nothing, still looking as unmotivated as before.

...

The next day, the morning when the sacrifice was about to be held, a rather luxurious car appeared at the entrance of the village, causing quite a commotion.

What got out of the car was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, slightly taller, wearing an expensive suit and a famous watch. There was also an ordinary-looking young man in a black suit who looked like a bodyguard or secretary and was standing by him respectfully.

The reputation of this middle-aged man seemed not to be very good in the village. Several old people spit on the ground when they saw him:

"Why are you back again? The village doesn't welcome you."

"Ruan Yuanzhong, don't disturb us anymore, we will not leave the village."

"Get out!"

Facing the sporadic scoldings around him, the man named Ruan Yuanzhong couldn't help but smile. He just raised his hands and said, "Dear fellow villagers, I'm not coming back today to advise you to move. I'm just coming back to participate in the sacrifice. As a grandson, I'm here to help you." Grandpa prays for blessings.”

"Old Ruan doesn't recognize your grandson anymore, why are you coming back?" An old man in the crowd yelled.

However, Ruan Yuanzhong seemed not to hear it, parked the car aside, and left the village entrance with his secretary.

Yan Muyun, who was watching, was a little curious. After asking the surrounding villagers, he found out why they didn't want to see the man.

Ruan Yuanzhong was born and raised in this village. His mother died in an accident when he was 3 years old. A few years later, his alcoholic father fell into the river and died without a body. So for a long time, he was raised by his grandparents and neighbors in the village.

When Ruan Yuanzhong was 17 years old, he decided to go to the city to work hard and left the village resolutely. He did not come back again for 10 years. Until a few years ago, when he appeared at the entrance of the village again, for unknown reasons, he began to ask the villagers to move out of the village.

The soft ones can't stand up to the hard ones, and the hard ones can't stand up to the yin ones. There have been many conflicts, big and small, along the way.

People in the village have even been spreading rumors that there have been a total of 10 traces of alien activities around the village in the past few years, and Ruan Yuanzhong was behind at least half of them. Had it not been for the presence of two superpowers in the village and the timely support provided by the Chinese Special Branch, this would not have caused a catastrophe.

An old man over sixty years old but with a strong body said bitterly: "The way I look at it, it's because the government felt that managing our village was too expensive, so it promised benefits to Ruan Yuanzhong and asked him to use means to force us. Move to the city. But what can we do if we go to the city? We have no job and no income, but we can be self-sufficient in the village. Besides, this is the place where we have lived all our lives, how can we leave casually... "

After listening to what the villagers said, Changan smacked his lips, showing a look of understanding.

He pulled Yan Muyun aside and said in a low voice: "This method is not uncommon, because the expenses required to maintain the scattered villages around it are indeed not small, but they cannot really let it go. So, what would the South Vietnamese government think? Try our best to get these villagers to 'voluntarily' move to the city. This kind of job will usually fall into the hands of people who come out of those villages. After all, as a legal government, many methods cannot be used."

Yan Muyun hesitated and said, "Actually, I think it would be good for the villagers to live in the city. At least they are safer and more secure."

"You're naive, you're naive, aren't you?"

Chang'an patted him on the shoulder and said in a lower voice: "Do you think all governments 'serve the people'? Those high-ranking officials and dignitaries in South Vietnam don't care about this. They just move the villagers into the city to save money. As for the villagers moving in, They don't bother to care about what they do to make a living in the back of the city. If you haven't gone to the old part of the city in the south, it's really full of tents. People there basically can only make ends meet by doing odd jobs, and they often have to go without a meal. . It’s okay for the younger ones, but the elderly can’t even find odd jobs that are lower than the minimum hourly wage. They basically have to live on relief grains..."

"Oh." Yan Muyun nodded, feeling a little heavy.