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    Don't even have a kitchen for cooking?

    Hearing Yinhua's words, the three of them had a brief exchange in front of the house. This family obviously only had one bedroom, and the other two rooms were only iron cages. There were no living rooms, bathrooms, kitchens and other rooms that ordinary people should have. , this room layout is obviously not in line with the usual situation.

    "But this village doesn't look like a normal village." Cheng Mengyun gave a summary of his soul.

    The three were silent.

    In the end, Zhao Qinghan insisted on the purpose of the mission: "Then let's continue to look for tools. This is the case for this family, and it is not the case for the next family."

    The three still decided to put these bizarre situations behind them. They didn't come to discover the secrets of this village. They just wanted to get the tools at hand to clear the obstacles and leave this evil place as quickly as possible.

    After regrouping, he came to the opposite door of the family, stepped on the ground covered with round white paper money, and Cheng Mengyun felt the sound of "rustling" under his feet.

    The decoration in front of that family's door is exactly the same as the one had just entered.

    Except for the small two-story attic at the end of these earthen houses.

    Cheng Mengyun suppressed his untimely curiosity and bypassed the black coffin in front of the house. This black coffin is larger than the usual ordinary style, and the things inside should also be taller?

    She allowed herself to ignore the odd coffin.

    The three of them never planned to open these coffins. Yinhua had seen many coffins, so he directly said that he didn’t care if the coffins could not be opened; Zhao Qinghan was more apprehensive about this, and always felt that it would disturb the possible undead inside; Cheng Mengyun was A little curious, but didn't even consider opening it.

    The door frame and the eaves of this house are old antiques, soaked with damp water vapor, but the two wooden doors are brand new. This combination of old and new looks extremely out of date.

    That is, at the moment of observation, she found that there were dark traces of splashes on the edge of the door frame. She got closer and looked carefully, and felt that the mottled crimson was a bit like blood.

    She looked down and found the same traces in the damp ground on the ground. A large splattered shape extended from the house, and the part closer to the dirt road was diluted by rainwater. That deep color should have been created a long time ago.

    Has something happened in this house?

    A sudden tension gripped her heart, and Cheng Mengyun told Yinhua and Cheng Mengyun behind her of this discovery.

    Yinhua had already taken the flashlight out of his backpack again. He heard the words and reminded softly, "Mengyun, be more careful."

    Cheng Mengyun gestured "ok" and took the lead in opening the door with an axe.

    After searching again, the three of them silently returned to the door of this family.

    Zhao Qinghan irritably took out a fine cigarette from her pocket. She wanted to light it and closed the lighter abruptly. She drank the cigarette and said with a sneer, "Very well, the last one is like this, and this one is like this."

    Who would have thought that the house opposite the house had exactly the same layout as the house just now, the same bedroom and two rooms filled with iron cages. The only difference is that the bedroom was tidy, and there were no decorations that could reflect personal style, as if the owner of the room was a person who had no hobbies at all.

    Cheng Mengyun has been sneezing on the side. As the person standing at the front of the line, she was directly impacted by the stench of the iron cages. Her nose was bad, and she was breathing the fresh air after the rain for a while now. Haven't slowed down yet.

    Yinhua patted her on the back and said worriedly, "Would you like to wear a mask?"

    Shaking his head, Cheng Mengyun was still sneezing.

    Of course, she really wanted to wear a mask. Among the supplies in the car, there were several masks, but Cheng Mengyun still tried to avoid carrying them, because she had learned from the past when she performed the mission at the K city base. Wearing a mask can really prevent odor and dust, but In actual combat, the sense of smell is a very important sense. For example, you can tell whether there are zombies approaching by the smell in the air.

    As the lead staff, it is best for her to keep her senses sharp, and wearing a mask will reduce her ability to observe the environment.

    But the smell is too high, Cheng Mengyun rubbed her nose wanting to cry without tears, the stench that almost made her shove, it was really a torment for her sense of smell strengthened by her status as a power user.

    After recovering, Cheng Mengyun asked Zhao Qinghan with a cold face, "What should we do? Do we continue to look for it?"

    Zhao Qinghan pinched the cigarette between her fingertips and kept rubbing her red-stained nails. She said, "Go ahead, I still don't believe that they don't use other tools except hoes and shovels."

    Cheng Mengyun straightened up, and after scanning the four rows of houses that were almost identical, he still decided not to go deep into these dirt roads, and still chose the four houses next to the gate of the village.

    The three directly ruled out the third house. The third house was located behind the second house that had been searched just now. At this time, it had collapsed and destroyed, and only the old locust tree in the courtyard was still standing among the ruins.

    The three of them came to the house in the fourth row next to the forest on the left. They drove on the right side before, and never came to the leftmost side. Standing here at this time, through the change of perspective, Cheng Mengyun found that there seemed to be something in the forest on the left.

    Cheng Mengyun asked uncertainly: "In that tree, is... a car?"

    In the lush vegetation, tens of meters away, there is a black plastic shell protruding from the bushes. The smooth arc looks like the buttocks of a car.

    Yinhua also noticed it, and after a few glances, he suggested, "Why don't we go over there to see what's going on after we've searched this house?"

    The other two nodded.

    After another search, the three of them returned to the door of this family in frustration.

    Cheng Mengyun was already numb, and the layout was exactly the same as the two he had searched before, this one was even more extreme, the bedroom was as empty as if no one had lived in it, only a few furniture left for decoration.

    Zhao Qinghan thought for a moment, and suggested: "I think the chains in the cage can be used...? For example, to bind stones and drag..."

    She didn't go on talking, and in the middle of speaking, she stuffed the thin cigarette behind her ear into her mouth, and lit the lighter many times, but all failed because of her trembling hands.

    After finally lighting it up, Zhao Qinghan took a deep breath, the familiar smell of tobacco overwhelmed the retching feeling.

    The rooms filled with iron cages are spinning in her mind, the dark and cramped space without even windows, the crowded iron cages, and the dense scratches on the ground are all telling her clearly that something shocking may have happened here. Nausea thing.

    The disgust welling up in her heart almost filled her whole body with the flag, she felt a little cold all over, and couldn't help but think of that "home" that was also disgustingly depressing...

    "Sister Zhao, what's wrong with you?" A voice interrupted Zhao Qinghan's recollection.

    Cheng Mengyun took away the smoke that was about to burn to Zhao Qinghan's fingers, threw it on the ground and crushed it: "Did you find anything wrong? Your supernatural powers have come out."

    She held a few Ming coins in her hand, which spontaneously emerged from around her body when Zhao Qinghan was feeling cold all over.

    Zhao Qinghan seemed to have just come back to her senses, she smiled, as if she was full of charm, all the ice and snow on her face melted: "Isn't everything wrong here? It doesn't matter, I just remembered the past. "

    Seeing that Zhao Qinghan didn't want to talk about it, Cheng Mengyun obediently didn't mention it. She glanced at him secretly and worriedly. Just now, this person's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the murderous intent all over her body couldn't be concealed.

    This reminded her involuntarily of the supernatural beings she had seen climbing out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

    Cheng Mengyun changed the subject: "Let's go, Sister Zhao, and go to the car in the forest to have a look."

    Zhao Qinghan returned to her usual appearance, she nodded, and took the Ming coins handed over by Cheng Mengyun by the way.

    The three of them approached the plastic shell in the forest on the left. Cheng Mengyun felt that the soil under the soles of the shoes was soft, and a little wet mud would be picked up as she walked. She didn't need to look, she knew that her trouser legs were thrown up a lot Mud spots.

    As soon as she got close, she smelled a weird smell of rust, like the bloody smell of dampness after being stuffy for many days.

    Cheng Mengyun reminded: "It smells like blood, be careful."

    Approaching with trepidation, but nothing unexpected happened along the way, Cheng Mengyun held the ax nervously, but in the end it was a false alarm.

    Going to the side of the plastic shell, Cheng Mengyun found that it was indeed a small car, the lower half of the tire was stuck in the knee-high weeds, the front of the car hit a big tree, and the front of the car was hit. Crack and destroy.

    The whole scene of a car accident.

    The coupe looks relatively new, not too much rust in this wet environment, and the vehicle's exterior paint is just a little dusty.

    Carefully approaching the car, Cheng Mengyun found that the car key was still inserted in the driver's seat through the half-open passenger window, and there were many unnamed photographic equipment piled up in the rear row.

    There was no one in the car, only the auspicious amulet hanging on the rearview mirror was shaking in the wind.

    "There is no one inside," Cheng Mengyun beckoned the two people behind her to come forward, and after she got closer to observe carefully, she said in shock: "Wow, this is the murder scene..."

    The smell of blood came from inside the car, and there was a large amount of blood sprayed on the front seat, almost covering everything that was seen.

    There were also bloody handprints and a fuzzy bloody face on the car window.

    Cheng Mengyun took a step back timidly, Yinhua pulled her behind carefully, and stepped forward to pass his hand through the half-open passenger window, trying to open the door.

    The car door was locked from the inside. Yinhua flexibly opened the door from the inside and opened the door of the passenger seat.

    Cheng Mengyun saw that inside the car door, there were messy bloody handprints near the door handle, as if someone was trying to open the door and escape from the car in a panic, but in the end they couldn't.

    "There's a mobile phone on the floor of the passenger seat." Cheng Mengyun's scalp was a little numb, she grabbed Yinhua's clothes and whispered.

    Yinhua picked up the mobile phone in the car, which was in a pool of blood that had solidified. The mobile phone was a branded product, and it was connected to a huge power bank. After wiping off the blood on it, he clicked the power button and found that the smartphone showed a fully charged state.

    The three of them looked at each other again, and Zhao Qinghan said uncertainly, "Why don't you open it and have a look?"

    Yinhua pressed the power button, and after a long boot animation, the phone jumped to the lock screen.

    Cheng Mengyun heard the familiar sound of turning on the phone, and unexpectedly felt that the long-lost modern civilization seemed to be revived again. She clicked her tongue and said, "I didn't expect this phone to be turned on."

    Her and Yinhua's mobile phones had already become bricks without electricity, lying safely in the luggage.

    Yinhua's fingertips slid across the screen, and Cheng Mengyun was even more surprised to find that the phone didn't have a password.

    After opening, the mobile phone screen did not jump to the desktop, but directly jumped to a video.

    The video displays a black screen. From the progress bar below, it should have finished playing.

    Before Cheng Mengyun could react, Yinhua slid his fingertips and dragged the progress bar to the beginning of the video.

    A flustered figure of a long-haired man appeared in the video. It should be the long-haired man who was recording the video in the car. Judging from the scenery outside the car, he should still be in the "Longevity Village".The picture was shaky, showing the man's frightened mood.

    His voice played from the phone's speaker: "It's too scary. The Great Snake is real. I've never seen so many snakes!"

    He huddled in his seat and looked around nervously: "Dear water friends, I, I am serious, please don't come to this 'Longevity Village', don't come here!"

    "We are going to leave today, water friends, don't say we are timid," he seemed to remember something terrible, and his whole face was distorted with fear: "This village is really, very evil. Full of curses, I suspect this so-called 'long life' might be real!"

    He bit his nails, his eyes wandering uncontrollably. At this time, the moving vehicle seemed to be very unstable, causing the long-haired man to sway left and right in the seat.

    In the video, the man turned his head and yelled at the man who should be in the driver's seat: "What are you doing? You can't even drive the car!"

    Suddenly, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he shouted, "Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you!"

    At this time, the picture on the screen was chaotic. It should be that the phone rolled from his hand and fell to the ground, and the video was always on a black screen.

    Only the screams and the sound of chewing and swallowing came from the loudspeaker.

    Cheng Mengyun's voice trembled a little: "Yes, a zombie...?"

    Yinhua frowned, he didn't answer, but pulled the progress bar to a certain position.

    He pointed to the position of the window of the passenger seat in the picture, and said:

    "I saw a white shadow floating outside the car."

    The author says:

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