After staying away from the wall, we found a flat place to spend the night. I habitually opened the bag and took out the food, but found that the old man frowned and looked up at the sky. I immediately looked up and looked up. I was surprised to find that the sky was clear just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds. The weather in this area is very similar to the summer days in my hometown, with almost no signs of wind and rain.

Looking at the thick dark clouds in the sky, I felt that the rain was too light tonight, but there was a wasteland around me, and there was not even a bigger tree. Although I couldn't die after being exposed to the rain for a night, that kind of feeling was really bad.

"Since God doesn't let us spend the night in the wilderness, let's go to the wall to take a look." The old man stood up calmly from the ground, patted the soil on his body, and walked towards the wall. I hurriedly packed up my things and followed him.

We didn't stop at the gate of the wall and walked in directly. When we stood at the door just now, we just felt something was wrong. Now we are surrounded by collapsed houses. The scene is extremely tragic, and this feeling is even stronger.

"These damn monsters can really harm people," I said angrily, "This place is not about monsters," the old man said softly, "Why are you so sure that it wasn't done by monsters?" "Have you ever seen monsters setting fire to the house after killing people? This must have been done by robbers. After snatching things, they set fire to the house," the old man said disdainfully.

"How do you know that it has been burned here?" I replied habitually, but my eyes carefully observed the broken house next to me. Sure enough, I found that almost all the things that could burn in these houses were gone, and there were traces of smoke on the tiles scattered on the ground and remaining walls. However, the fire should have been burned many years ago. After years of wind and rain, these traces have become a little blurred. In addition, it is pitch black all around. Unless you look carefully, it is really difficult to see.

Moreover, after this observation, I also discovered some unusual places. Although the houses here have been burned down, the remaining building materials are very exquisite. Many tiles and wall tiles have exquisite reliefs, which are obvious that they are not something that ordinary people can afford.

Obviously, this place should be a house of a wealthy family, but it was robbed by robbers countless years ago, and then it became what it is now.

"Remember! Use your eyes more and less mouth less in the future." The old man taught me a lesson, and then walked forward without his head. I hurriedly followed. Although this place had been abandoned for many years, the bluestone road under my feet was still well preserved. However, many weeds more than half a person tall were grown in the gaps of the stone slabs. Walking on it, you can only see the road under my feet. It was blocked by weeds a few meters away.

I don’t know if there is something hidden in the grass, so I walked a few steps and surpassed the old man and carefully opened the road ahead. The relatively complete houses did not look far, but if you walk along the stone road, you would have to make a few minutes. This made me amazed at the scale of this house.

While I have to be careful of the road under my feet, I also have to pay attention to the movements around me. This way of walking is really troublesome. At this time, scattered raindrops have begun to fall from the sky, and my steps are involuntarily getting faster.

Just after crossing a clump of weeds, I suddenly saw a white football-sized thing below the weeds. It was just on the road ahead. The raised feet were too late to retract, so I kicked it up and rolled it out, making a series of "clang, chlang" sounds.

I hurriedly chased after me, spread the weeds blocking the front, and then I realized that the thing I just kicked was actually a human head, but there was no flesh on it, only white skeletons were left.

I didn't expect to see such a thing and kicked it. This made me feel a little disgusting. I immediately walked around the skull and continued to move forward, but I was more careful. However, after walking a few steps, a few white bones appeared on the ground. Judging from the shape, it should be a human sternum, but I don't know where the head above and the legs below are gone.

Of course, I still walked around when I saw such things, but there were more and more such things on the next section of the road, and they were all very scattered, scattered on the stone road in the east and west, and they were sure that they were all human bones.

Although I was not afraid of these bones, human instinct still made me unwilling to touch such things, so I had to walk around as much as possible. However, in some places, there were many bones covering the road, so I had to tiptoe and walk quickly through the gaps between the bones. Although I was very careful, I would occasionally touch one or two of them, and there would be a "bang, bang" sound from time to time under my feet, which made me frown.

When I walked to the front of a big house, I saw an even more amazing scene. Of course, the house had been completely burned down. However, from the remaining walls, it can be seen that the house is really big, at least one or two hundred square meters, and the ground of these two hundred square meters was full of bones. However, these bones were obviously burned. After years of weathering, they have turned into bone slags and covered with a thick layer on the ground.

I don’t know how many bones of people are needed to have this situation. I guess everyone in this yard should be here. The scene is so miserable. I really couldn’t stand it and immediately turned around and left. The old man behind me just sighed, “Oh! It’s a sin!”

Before the heavy rain fell, the old man and I finally came to those relatively complete houses. Only then did we find that these houses were completely different from the houses we saw before. The building materials were not exquisite tiles and wall tiles.

The roofs of these houses are full of ordinary thick tiles. Now there are few left. The wall-building materials are unprocessed stones and clay. The clay has been weathered and not much remains, and only the stones are still piled up there stubbornly.

Such a house was either a warehouse where miscellaneous items were piled up or a place where servants lived, and it was a kind of inferior servant, so it was built so roughly. After so many years of storms, it is now in ruins. You can directly see the scene inside from the outside. However, only such a place will be ignored, so it was preserved during the robbery.

The old man and I hurriedly circled around several houses and found the most complete one as the place to spend the night tonight. The most complete house was actually in a mess. The walls around were also riddled with holes, and the roof had collapsed. The rest was barely supported by a few rotten beams. When the wind blew, it would be 'rattle, rattle' and rattle'.

I walked to the door of the house and looked inside. The wooden door was open inward and pressed against the wall on one side of the door frame. This door was well preserved. Although it was slightly touched and fell down, it was still hanging on the door frame after so many years, which was somewhat a miracle.

The house was empty and had no musty smell. This should be thanks to the countless holes on the roof and walls. I lit a candle and walked in. With the help of the dim candlelight, I could clearly see that the ground in the house was covered with light yellow powder, mixed with relatively complete grass seeds and thin grass sticks. However, as long as I touched it gently with my hand, these grass seeds and grass sticks immediately broke into light yellow powder. It seemed that this place should have been a place where the grass was piled up, but after so many years, all the grass inside had turned into ashes.

I walked to the innermost corner of the house and stopped. The roof here is the most complete place in the whole house. Although there are holes in the walls, they are not very big, just like a gun hole shot out by a gun, but there are a lot of gun holes, as if they were fired with an ak-47.

Even so, it can at least serve as a little shelter from the wind and rain, which is much better than being directly exposed to wind and rain in the wild.

I walked outside and removed a few stones from the walls of other houses, which were tonight's stools and pillows, and then walked to the door and closed the door very carefully. The reason I was very careful was because I was afraid that if I could pull the wooden door off the door frame with a little more force.

After doing all this, I returned to the corner of the house and sat down. At this time, it was already raining heavily outside. The dense raindrops hit the roof and made a "crackling" sound. Rain began to drip from above my head, but it was not very big. At most, it could only be considered light rain, which made me feel a little grateful.

But the feeling of something wrong kept lingering in my heart, making me feel like I didn’t even have the mood to speak, and the old man was obviously in the same situation, so we both sat face to face and ate. We should have to sleep after eating, but when we were upset, I didn’t feel sleepy at all, so I had to sit on the stone and wait for the sleepiness to come.

I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly felt someone staring at me. I suddenly felt a sudden sensation in my heart and quickly looked around, but the house was empty and there was nothing. I turned around and looked at the old man who was standing against the wall, and found that he was also looking around in confusion, obviously he felt something.

I was about to ask, "Have you found anything?", but suddenly I saw a little red light flashing in a small hole in the wall above the old man's head. When I looked carefully, it seemed to be an eye, "There is someone outside the wall, right behind you, what should I do?" I said in a very small voice, "Don't move first, look first, and then talk." The old man's voice was even smaller than mine.

(End of this chapter)
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