"Or go in and have a look." Dong Zheng said, "There is definitely something wrong with this village. I always feel that our mission is inseparable from it."
Ren Heming thought for a while and agreed: "Okay."
They just went over to see if they could meet someone who was still alive and exchange information. There shouldn't be any problems.
They led their horses into the village, and there was a bloodstain on a large stone at the entrance of the village, which had become solidified and dried black and red for some time.
The stench of corpses drifted over unsurprisingly. They were walking on the streets of the village, the windows and doors of every house were closed, and there was no sound at all. From time to time, one or two corpses could be seen from the corners, naked in the corners. The skin outside the clothing was festering with pus and festering. Dong Zheng and Ren Heming saw this and avoided getting close.
"anyone there!"
Ren Heming shouted a few times, but received no response.
"Wouldn't they all be dead?" Ren Heming frowned, and they walked around the village streets, but they didn't see a single living person.
Dong Zheng stood at the door of a house, the courtyard door was not closed, and the door of the house inside was also open.
The house was shaded, and the sun slanted from the west could not find the window. In the dimness, he saw a rotten and disembodied human figure lying on the bed. According to his facial features, he could be identified as a man-eater, with white maggots on his body in the stench. Crawling around, apparently dead for a long time.
There was a bowl on the table by the wall, and there was still half of the water in it. Dong Zheng didn't touch it. His eyes were fixed on the statue placed next to it. The statue was about ten centimeters high and made of stone. I don't know if it was originally carved. It is scribbled, but it is often held in the hand and the details are smoothed out. It can only be roughly seen that it is a standing person, with his arms folded and attached to his chest, like a prayer.
Dong Zheng frowned. He shook off the cloth bag used to hold the food, and the cake residue rustled. He held the cloth in his hand and held the statue in his hand.
Dong Zheng withdrew and said to Ren Heming: "No one should be alive, and even if there is, they must have run away."
Ren Heming held the embroidered spring knife and looked at the distant mountains: "Didn't you say that a little girl was sacrificed? Someone must accompany him, and I don't know what the poor child is doing now. To sacrifice another child's life for nothing."
Now that there are no more living people, the two plan to leave here as soon as possible. Who knows if they will be infected with fatal diseases after staying for a long time.
They crossed the village and left on the other side. Just after taking a few steps, Dong Zheng suddenly discovered that there was a stone monument not far from them.
The stone tablet is engraved with incomprehensible words and patterns, and behind it is a dark hole, just like what they encountered at the beginning, the steps slope down, leading to the unknown darkness, but in this hole, there is no fishy smell. Sweet stink.
As if foreshadowing something.
"Again?"
Ren Heming sighed, the sky was completely dark, he lit the fire, but the top priority was to find a place to rest.
The forest at night is a very dangerous place.
"Lao Qi, do you want to go down to rest?" Ren Heming seemed to have seen through Dong Zheng's thoughts and asked, "But I always think it's not as simple as it looks..."
Dong Zheng heard the words and decided:
○ Go down and see the situation → skip to chapter 253
△Look for other resting places → skip to chapter 251