I Was Once a Legend

"Or go in and have a look." Dong Zheng said, "There is definitely a problem in this village. I always feel that our task is inseparable from it."

Ren Heming thought about it and agreed: "Okay."

They just went to see if they could meet someone who was still alive and exchange information. There shouldn't be any problems.

They led the horse into the village. There was a blood stain on a large rock at the entrance of the village, which had become dry and black and solid for a while.

The odor of the corpses floated unexpectedly. They walked on the streets of the village, and the windows and doors of each household were closed. There was no sound at all. One or two corpses were rarely seen from the corner. The pus and ulcers on the outside of the cloth were large and large, and Dong Zheng and Ren Heming saw it. They were far away and not close.

"anyone there!"

Ren Heming shouted a few times without receiving any response.

"Isn't it all dead?" Ren Heming frowned, and they circled around the village streets, but no living person saw them.

Dong Zheng stood at the door of a house. The door of the courtyard was not closed. The door of the house was also concealed. He passed by lightly and knocked twice. When no one answered, he pushed it open.

The house was shaded, and the west-slanting sunlight could not find the window. In the dim light, he saw a rotten shapeless human lying on the bed. According to his facial features, he could be identified as a big man-eater. The white maggots in the stench were on his body. Crawling around, apparently has been dead for a long time.

There was a bowl on the table next to the wall, and there was still half of the water in it. Dong Zheng didn't touch it. He stared at the statue placed next to it. The statue was about ten centimeters high and the stone texture was unknown. Scribbled, still often held in hands and smoothed out the details, only to be seen as a standing person, arms folded against his chest, like prayer.

Dong Zheng frowned, he shook away the cloth bag used to hold the grain, the cake dregs fell off, he held his hands with the cloth and took the statue in his hand.

Dong Zheng withdrew and said to Ren Heming: "No one should be alive, even if there are, they must have run away."

Ren Heming held the embroidered spring knife and looked to the mountains in the distance: "Isn't it a sacrifice for a little girl? Someone must be accompanied, and I don't know what happened to the poor child. This is already the case in the village. To sacrifice another child's life in vain."

Now that they are sure that there are no more living people, the two plan to leave here as soon as possible. Who knows whether they will get a fatal disease if they stay longer.

They walked across the village and left from the other side. Just a few steps away, Dong Zheng suddenly found that a stone stele was standing not far from them.

The stele is engraved with incomprehensible text and patterns, and behind it is the dark hole, as they first encountered, the steps are inclined downwards, leading to the unknown darkness, but in this hole, there is no fishy Sweet smell.

As if foreshadowed.

"Come 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 to rest?" Ren Heming seemed to see through Dong Zheng's thoughts and asked, "But I always think it is not as simple as it seems..."

Dong Zheng heard that he decided:

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