The old bus stopped in front of the roadside stop sign, and a young man who looked at at most in his early twenties immediately walked out of it, looking like he had just woken up on his face.

Doudu!

When the young man got off the bus, the bus automatically closed the door and continued to drive along the road towards the distance, and finally disappeared completely in the eyes of the young man.

There is an empty wilderness nearby. At first glance, there are rice fields. If you look further away, you can find large areas of houses in the north, all of which are two or three or three floors, three or four floors of old houses.

Shang Yan rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath of exhaustion, and then he put on his backpack in his hand and walked towards the complex of buildings.

Dongmu Town is a town close to the city but not within the city. Its location is the so-called urban-rural fringe. Because urban planning has not yet developed here, there is a lot of useless land in the area near Dongmu Town. In order not to waste these lands, the villagers of Dongmu Town turned them all into rice fields a few years ago. At the same time, some large vegetable farmers have also built vegetable greenhouses to transform the vicinity of Dongmu Town into a very rural atmosphere.

Shang Yan's grandfather is a native of Dongmu Town. Not long ago, Grandpa Shang passed away, and the old house he left behind and a farmland that Grandpa Shang used to grow vegetables and raise chickens was less taken care of. As of July 1st, Grandpa Shang was sent to Dongmu Town by his parents, intending to let him stay in Dongmu Town while he had time during the summer vacation, and take care of the vegetables and chickens left by Grandpa Shang.

"I'm so tired. I have to spend all my freshman summer vacations in the countryside." Shang Yan said, stepping on the path full of dirt, looking at the outline of Dongmu Town that is getting closer and closer to him.

Soon, with the young man's footsteps, Shang Yan walked through a few rice fields and entered Dongmu Town. It was around nine o'clock in the morning, and no one was walking around in the town. Everyone either went to work or went to the city to buy some items. There were only a dozen children scattered on the streets in the town playing the cos Avengers vs. Bald strongman. You run and I chase the game.

"Big Big Bear, don't run away! Eat my Hulk's punch! Cuckold shock wave!"

"Iron Man, you can't catch up with my bald strongman!"

Shang Yan carefully walked around the group of naughty children with a tense face, and then walked towards the old house where his grandfather lived with his memory.

This is a two-story building located in the corner of Dongmu Town. It is not a modern steel and concrete house, but a classic rural house from the 1960s in which the small building is pieced together by irregular stones, and then the gap is filled with cement, and wood is used as beams and pillars in the house.

This kind of house is full of ancient atmosphere. Shang Yan clearly remembers that Grandpa's house was requisitioned by local garrison troops before. There is a 40-centimeter cement square pillar inserted on the side of the house, with the word "Military" written on it.

Of course, these are all things in the past. The troops stationed in those days had already left, but they left many interesting things in the mouths of the elderly in Dongmu Town.

"Finished." He took out the keys of the old house that his father gave him before. Shang Yan opened the door and walked in. Speaking of which, he had not been to Dongmu Town for a long time since he graduated from high school. He was addicted to games and couldn't extricate himself. It was not until his grandfather left that he returned to his hometown for the first time.

"Cough cough." Shang Yan covered his nose and coughed twice, and quickly opened all the doors and windows in the house. Because there was no one living there for a while, and the doors and windows were closed, the inside of the old house was full of mold. Of course, it may also be because many things in the house were made of wood.

Putting his backpack on the table, Shang Yan pushed open the back door of the house and walked out. There was a mountain to the north of Dongmu Town, and the deeper it was, the more uninhabited it was. If you went too deep, you would really reach a primeval forest. The signal was extremely poor and it was wet and easy to get lost. Once you encounter any accident, even asking for help became a luxury.

Grandpa Shang Yan's old house is the house closest to the mountain in Dongmu Town. The vegetable field and chicken pen that he needed to take care of this time were in the backyard. The moment Shang Yan walked out of the back door, a chicken cage made of barbed wire and wood and a vegetable field covered with cauliflower came into his eyes.

It is relatively easy to raise a group of mature chickens. Shang Yan has learned from his grandfather before. You only need to release all the roosters and hens from the chicken cage at meal time and let them stroll in the chicken pen. Then take a bowl to put some dried corn kernels and rice and sprinkle them evenly.

During his absence, the old neighbors in the town came to help take care of these chickens, which allowed these chickens to survive until today. Otherwise, what Shang Yan saw now would be a group of dead chickens.

"Who are you?"

Just as Shang Yan looked at the big green mountain in the distance, a female voice suddenly sounded not far away, sounding very alert. Shang Yan quickly turned his head and saw a pretty long-legged girl standing not far away staring at him.

Shang Yan thought that when he had just arrived at his grandfather's house, most of the people who could appear in the town were locals. He hadn't come to Dongmu Town for too long. If he didn't explain it carefully, he might have misunderstood as a thief.

So he hurriedly said, "My name is Shang Yan, and I am my grandfather's grandson."

"?" The girl wondered: "Who is your grandpa."

Shang Yan was speechless. This question was really the focus. After being a grandson for more than 20 years, Shang Yan realized today that he had no idea of ​​his grandfather's name at all.

Fortunately, the girl with long legs has no problem with her brain and is a normal person. Through the house where Shang Yan is currently standing and the original owner of the house, she successfully judged that Shang Yan should be Grandpa Shang's grandson through the name that Shang Yan explained.

After knowing that Shang Yan was not a bad guy, the long-legged girl breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with a basin filled with water.

I saw that she was wearing white short-sleeved and sweatpants. Although she was wearing very ordinary and loose clothes, she still couldn't cover her natural beauty and slender figure.

"My name is Liu Ya. When Grandpa Shang was not at home, my mother was responsible for helping to take care of the chickens he raised. This time I came to change the water." Liu Ya walked to the chicken pen and poured all the clean water from the washbasin into a long basin made of aluminum alloy inside the chicken pen.

After doing all this, Liu Ya greeted Shang Yan and left. Looking at her back, Shang Yan couldn't help but put her hips on her hips and sighed: "It's still the girls in the countryside who are pretty good-looking. If they look good, they look bad. If they don't look good, they don't have to worry about changing their faces as soon as they put on makeup."

After checking the situation in the backyard, Shang Yan returned to the house again. From today on, he had to live alone in this old house. The beds, stoves, tables, chairs, and toilets were all cleaned before they could be used. After all, my grandfather had to be hospitalized in the city because of illness. Because of this, he left for nearly half a month. Therefore, the dust accumulation problem in the old house was very serious, and it was impossible to move in without cleaning.

Shang Yan is still very diligent in doing hygiene work. After cleaning early, he can reduce one thing he needs to do. He walked directly into the utility room on the first floor and planned to find a mop and broom to clean up the dust on the ground on the first floor first.

Although my grandfather left for a while, Shang Yan's father did not stop paying the electricity and water bills for the old house because of this, so the lamp source can be used directly. Shang Yan turned on the light bulb in the debris room and started searching it directly inside.

The things placed in the old people's debris room in the countryside are completely different from those in ordinary people. They include hoes, sickles, hats, straw raincoats, dustpans, bamboo brooms, and watering kettles. The whole debris room seems very messy, and it is even very difficult to find a place to settle down. The thing that makes Shang Yan feel the most strange is a blackboard hanging on the wall.

This blackboard is more than one meter long and one meter wide. It is a rectangle. At this time, there is a pattern painted with white chalk on it.

This is a pattern that looks like two fishes heading and tailing each other, some like Tai Chi and some like copper coins. It looks ambiguous and feels like a child is scribbled with chalk.

The reason why Shang Yan felt strange was that his grandfather was not a cultural person. He could say that he could not read a few big words. The only word he could write was his own name, so he did not have to buy a blackboard to hang it at home. In Shang Yan's impression, he had no memory of this blackboard in his mind.

"It's strange. Grandpa is fine. What are you going to do when he hangs a board in the miscellaneous room?" With a hint of curiosity, Shang Yan walked towards the blackboard, and at the same time reached out and touched the strange pattern painted on the blackboard.

?hint

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

You will have the right to operate the terror cemetery,

From now on, we need to develop the cemetery

Work hard on construction, are we sure to accept??

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

??Confirm???Yes??

The patterns on the blackboard instantly dissipated into ashes, and then a text problem similar to a selection box slowly emerged on the blackboard as Shang Yan was watching.

"Is this... I'm a hell?" Shang Yan said at the blackboard with a look of surprise.

Obviously, a normal blackboard would definitely not have such a strange situation. If Shang Yan ran out and told others that a blackboard would automatically appear on it, no one would be willing to believe what he said.

If Shang Yan had not seen it with his own eyes at this moment, he would definitely not have believed that such a thing would happen in the world.

As a young man born in modern society, Shang Yan stood in front of the blackboard and thought for a while, but finally chose to reach out and press the word "Confirm" on the blackboard.
Chapter completed!