As far as the eye can see, everything is desolate, the wind has turned over the page, and the sky is filled with dust.

The houses are not far apart from each other, are messy and dilapidated, and are overgrown with weeds.

Under the sun, these old-fashioned huts are covered with cobwebs, and some have collapsed, forming wreckage due to weathering.

Yu Xing stood blankly, a thought hovering in his mind: How could this happen...

He stepped on the ground outside the house, his heart beating rapidly, and he turned around and took a look.

The house belonging to the old Zhang family is no different from other huts. Although it has not collapsed, it is so old that it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time. The knots and nets used for hunting are hung on the outer walls. They have faded and decayed, and they seem to break if they are pulled.

"..." Yu Xing was a little scared and shrank.

It seems like he just slept a little longer. Why does he feel like everything is turned upside down when he wakes up?

Where is Lao Zhang? Where is the woman who gave him porridge? And where is Mai Mai?

Is it an illusion? But... how to explain the new bandages on his body and the obviously clean pants that are a bit old?

He walked cautiously for a while to make sure that there was no one in the small village. There were mountains and forests outside the village, and he didn't know where it led.

A feeling of loneliness arose spontaneously, Yu Xing blinked and returned to Lao Zhang's house.

This place is so strange, he thought.

He entered the kitchen and tried to find traces of the recent existence of Lao Zhang's family of three, but he was disappointed. There was no food in the kitchen. Instead, there was much more mold left in some grooves than in other places.

"What... happened here?" Yu Xing knelt down and observed carefully for a while, a guess came to his mind.

He rummaged through Lao Zhang's house and found a rusty kitchen knife among the spider webs and nameless insects everywhere, as well as some other small tools, wrapped in a tablecloth that had been eaten by insects.

Carry it with you.

"We have to find the reason..." Although he has lost his memory, cannot remember the past, and is full of doubts about the current strange events, it does not mean that he will sit still and wait for death.

He doesn't seem to be born with a shrinking personality, even if there may be unknown dangers around him.

Yu Xing decided to search all the huts that could be entered first. The focus was to find out the reason why the village was deserted. For example, the whole village had moved away, or some accident had occurred. If he could find some useful ones,

The supplies are even better.

He still doesn't know why he is here.

Lao Zhang's house was at the edge of the small village. Using this house as a base point, Yu Xing first walked around the village, memorizing the locations and collapse conditions of all the houses, and completed a simple map in his mind.

This place is really small. There are only twelve houses in total, that is, twelve households. They were numbered by Yu Xing to make it easier to record.

"..." He still didn't speak, and walked into House No. 2, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the weeds.

This is a well-preserved house, unlike the surrounding Nos. 3, 4, and 5, which collapsed into ruins and were completely blocked, making it impossible to get in.

Yu Xing reached out and pushed open the door, and the harsh scratching sound made him frown.

Under the sunlight, the dust became visible. Yu Xing choked on these particles and coughed violently, feeling that a wound somewhere on his chest was about to burst.

He wiped away the physiological tears he coughed up and looked into the room with squinted eyes.

The house is very messy.

All the small items fell to the ground, and the large items were staggered here and there.

The table was tilted to one side, with four wooden legs supporting it. The tabletop was against the wall, as if someone had thrown it.

Yu Xing sniffed and smelled a strong smell of mold, which was very pungent.

The floor was also dirty, but Yu Xing couldn't care so much now. He walked in and discovered something was wrong with the wall.

what are these?

Large black marks were splashed on the wall, but the wall was already black and yellow, so you couldn't see anything unless you looked carefully.

There are black marks here and there. The strange thing is that once they get within one meter of the ground, they disappear completely.

Yu Xing took a closer look with strong uneasiness. These black marks were too old and had long been integrated with other things and could not be separated.

"Is it blood?" The blood stains that had dried for too long turned from red to dark brown and finally black.

Intuition told him that his guess was correct, this place seemed to have hosted a death.

But why does the blood stain disappear when it reaches the bottom?

It must have been wiped off.

Yu Xing remembered this and did not waste time on other ordinary things. After observing the shape of the damaged things on the ground, he rummaged through the cabinets that could still be opened.

These furniture are all old-fashioned. Although Yu Xing couldn't remember where he had seen new-style furniture, the concept came to him naturally.

He opened each drawer, not sure what he was looking for, but he thought he would find some useful information.

No.

The drawers were either filled with rotten banknotes, unimportant remains of daily necessities, or were completely empty.

"Forget it..." Yu Xing murmured and walked out of the house. When he passed by the door, he saw a hoe lying on the ground.

He paused in his steps.

During the subsequent investigation, while looking for clues, he also paid attention to whether there were hoes in other houses. Sure enough, almost every house had them.

Moreover, the furnishings in every room are in a mess, with some more or less blood stains. It can be said that except for the furnishings of Lao Zhang's house, which are still intact, the other houses look like they have been robbed by robbers.

After exploring all six of the twelve houses, excluding Lao Zhang's house and the five houses that had collapsed, Yu Xing had to admit: "There are no clues."

As the sun rose above his head, he searched every house carefully, but still wasted a lot of time.

"Gululu..." The bandaged stomach began to cry out from hunger, but Yu Xing was helpless.

There is nothing edible here, and he doesn't know if there are any edible animals in the forest. Even if there are, he doesn't know how to hunt.

"Forget it, let's walk around and see if there are any other villages." He guessed that there was more than just this small twelve-household village in this area, because he saw hoes in the villagers' homes, but he didn't see any fields.

It means that there should be a separate field nearby.

The plots of land that can be used to develop fields are generally not too small, so it seems a bit of a loss to only give these twelve families farming.

After thinking for a while, Yu Xing decided to go the opposite way to Lao Zhang's house, because since he fainted at the door of Lao Zhang's house, it meant that he came from the direction of Lao Zhang's house.

There is something that could hurt him in this direction. If he encounters it again while walking, wouldn't he be trapped in a trap?

It's better to go in a direction that may be safer.

The trees in the mountain forest were sparse, and occasionally a few were uprooted and fell towards the village. The further Yu Xing walked, the more dead he felt around him. Even though the sun was shining on him, he still felt a lingering gloom.

Touching the rusty kitchen knife on his body, a layer of goose bumps appeared on Yu Xing's skin. He looked around unconsciously and muttered: "...It's so scary."

Fortunately, after walking for about ten minutes, Yu Xing saw a very hidden path that was covered by vegetation and had obviously been stepped on by others. He knew that he was on the right path.

There is indeed a field not far ahead, but it is not very obvious. It is just that this place is relatively flat, and there are faint traces of cultivation, but it is now deserted.

Yu Xing crossed the field and continued walking forward.

He also wanted to try to walk directly out of the forest and go to a place with human activities.

He has nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and is covered in injuries. He is not suitable for survival in the wild. What's more, he has no relevant knowledge at all and will probably die.

But when it comes to injuries, Yu Xing feels that he is getting better very quickly, and many wounds no longer hurt.

After walking for a while, he saw the outline of a large village in the distance.

However, at this time, the sun was hidden behind the clouds and slowly setting, and it was almost dark again.

The flow rate of this time was not normal, as if it had been clicked to fast forward four times. Yu Xing also realized that something was wrong and hesitated in place for a while.

"Isn't there twenty-four hours in a normal day?" He almost suspected that there was something wrong with his common sense. After all, there was nothing in his memory to support his thoughts.

"It's so weird. Everything has been weird since I woke up... Am I really not dreaming?" Seeing the sky darkening visibly, Yu Xing shook his head and quickened his pace towards the big village.

As he got closer, he could see the smoke coming from the cooking pots, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief - there were people in this village, and he wouldn't starve to death in the mountains and forests.

It's just that he looks too embarrassed, and the villagers may regard him as some weird uninvited guest.

He finally stepped into this village that looked very big at first sight, took a gentle breath, and knocked on the first door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Is anyone here?"

Yu Xing shouted nervously.

After more than ten seconds, the door was opened, and a thin middle-aged man poked his head out. He was obviously stunned when he saw Yu Xing.

Yu Xing hurriedly said: "Hello, I was passing by, can I..."

"Peng!" The man suddenly closed the door with a look of disgust.

Yu Xing: "..."

As for what?

He turned around and knocked at another door. This time it was a thin woman who opened the door.

At least the woman didn't close the door directly, but she stuck the door open and looked wary: "Who are you?"

"Hello, I was passing by and I wanted to..."
To be continued...