"Not quite right." Dong Zheng whispered.
"I also feel a little bad." Ren Heming narrowed his eyes, he checked the dead horses next to him again, and said, "They should have been scared to death."
Dong Zheng: "You mean that evil spirit?"
Ren Heming nodded: "Although the amulet didn't notice it, there is only one explanation at the moment, otherwise they wouldn't be able to die violently while running at the same time."
The vague unease in his heart kept Dong Zheng from approaching the overturned carriage. The sweet and rancid smell obviously contained some meaning: "Then let's go. Since the direction is correct, continue to chase."
They rode their horses away from the wrecked motorcade, and after walking for a while, something big red appeared in the middle of the road. When he got close, Dong Zheng picked it up with a knife and found that it was a bright robe like a wedding dress.
Judging from the size, this should belong to a girl, and there is nothing else unusual. Dong Zheng put the clothes back where they were, and Ren Heming lit the tracking paper to make sure they were not chasing in the wrong direction. The two took a short rest nearby, replenished some water, and waited until the time when the sun was the hottest passed before they got on the horse again.
Hurrying in the direction of the setting sun, bypassing the rolling hills, the sight gradually opened up. In the distance of the road, the village is built on the mountain, with obvious characteristics of the food country. Under the shade of lush trees, everything looks so ordinary, but there is no voice at all.
No, not only human voices, but also the sounds of livestock and birds.
Before they knew it, the two had already crossed the border to another country.
At this time, they were at the downwind, and the obvious rotten smell was blowing in the wind. It was exactly the same as what they smelled in the convoy. Dong Zheng stopped immediately, he and Ren Heming looked at each other, and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
Ren Heming whispered: "There is something wrong with this village."
Dong Zheng snorted: "There must be a lot of people who have died to have such a strong smell, and most of the corpses have not been treated as they should."
Ren Heming only thought of one possibility: "Plague?"
Dong Zheng: "It's possible."
They got closer again, Ren Heming cleared his throat and shouted a few words in Persian, he waited for a while, but got no response.
It was as if no one was alive in the village anymore.
Ren Heming frowned, he looked at the silent village, and said to Dong Zheng, "Would you like to go and have a look?"
Dong Zheng couldn't stand the strong rotten smell, he covered his nose with his sleeves, and said, "If it's a plague, it may be dangerous to go in rashly. It's up to you to make a decision, I'll listen to you."
When he found out that Ren Heming asked him to make a choice every time, Dong Zheng had already vaguely guessed, so this time, he directly pushed the right of choice into Ren Heming's hands.
Ren Heming sighed and said, "Lao Qi, this is a rare opportunity to practice. If your senior brother gives you a chance, don't push it to me again."
"Okay." Dong Zheng squinted his eyes, the guess in his heart gradually became certain, he pondered for a moment, and said:
□ "Let's leave soon." → Jump to Chapter 246
○ "Let's go and have a look." → Jump to Chapter 247