The three of them had basically not paid attention to the situation on the ground before, and at most they were wondering why the road of "Longevity Village" was covered with paper money, and they paid attention to the black coffins lying in the white paper money.

Seeing this, Yinhua turned directly into the yard of the first house searched yesterday, and brought back a big broom specially designed for sweeping fallen leaves.

Yinhua vigorously cleaned the surrounding area with a broom until a few square meters of clean space were left.

The three of them fell silent while watching the cleared road.

Scattered round paper money was attached to the wet road surface, and the yellow muddy dirt road was infested with layers of deep red, as if a large bucket of red paint had been knocked over, scattered messily on the ground.

Cheng Mengyun squatted down, pulled out the butterfly/knife in his pocket, and scooped up a small amount of embryonic soil with the tip of the knife.

The red color seems to be solidified in the soil and is inseparable from it.

There was still a little distance from the tip of her nose, and she could smell the dirt from this bit of soil. In addition to the inherent earthy smell, there was also a faint rancid smell.

The smell is exactly the same as that of zombies.

Cheng Mengyun frowned, she didn't dare to judge rashly, after she smelled it a few more times and let the other two smell it, the three of them made a judgment:

This crimson liquid is the smell of blood on the zombies.

"No wonder..." Cheng Mengyun wiped off the dirt on the butterfly/knife with a few pieces of paper money on the ground, and she suddenly realized, "I said that I smelled a zombie smell before entering the village yesterday. I've been smelling it, but I can't find the source."

"I didn't expect to be on the ground." Cheng Mengyun frowned and glanced at the ground, the amount of blood was shocking.

I'm afraid it will be the same scene after cleaning up the paper money on these dirt roads.

However, even if the abnormality of the road is found, it only adds a new and eerie color to this "Longevity Village".

Cheng Mengyun still didn't know how the village was deserted, where the people in the village went, why there was a snake's corpse in the coffin, and why there were zombies with psychic abilities under the well.

She couldn't answer any of the questions.

Yinhua was standing aside with a big broom, at this moment, his body swayed slightly.

Cheng Mengyun turned his head sensitively: "Huazi, what's wrong with you?"

Yinhua turned his head slightly, he straightened his too long black hair, and smiled: "It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired from sweeping the floor."

Um? Huazi is someone who doesn't get tired after cleaning all day. Cheng Mengyun glanced at Yinhua with doubts, and when Yinhua kept stating that she was fine, she looked away slightly.

Yinhua turned her hands away, and tightly wrapped the gauze wrapped around her wrist again, so as not to reveal the scene inside.

After discussion, Cheng Mengyun still had lingering fears about the scene where Zhao Qinghan was mentally controlled yesterday, so he chose a house next to the woods on the right to explore.

Not long after entering this earthen house, Cheng Mengyun turned around as he walked towards the room on the left, turned around, and jumped back to the door in a few strides.

She grabbed the door and looked around.

The wind swept through the secluded forest ahead, blowing the round white paper money on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qinghan had already summoned Mingbi vigilantly, but the surroundings were calm, as if nothing unexpected happened.

Cheng Mengyun retreated from the gate to the yard in frustration, she sighed, and touched the handle of the ax in her hand: "Didn't I watch yesterday's camera, that Xiaobai likes to follow us, I just want to see, today Is it the same, if you can catch it, it would be great."

Since the white shadow followed them like a pug, Cheng Mengyun simply took an abbreviation and called it "Xiaobai", purely for fun.

Zhao Qinghan saw Cheng Mengyun's tone of regret in his words, but his eyes seemed to be jumping with excitement, and an uncontrollable grin that grew wider and wider also appeared on the other's face.

Zhao Qinghan suddenly remembered that maybe he had been treated by this person for a long time. This person is not as pure as he appeared. This is the master who can directly and neatly bring down a few ability users.

"Cough cough." Cheng Mengyun coughed pretending to cover up, so as to restrain her uncontrollable smile, she beckoned, and let the two behind her keep up and continue today's search work.

It didn't take much effort to get it, and it can be considered that a house with a different layout from the previous one appeared. Finally, it was not a one-bedroom + two-iron cage layout.

Cheng Mengyun's heart was full of emotions. It was still a courtyard with old locust trees, but there were several large round tables in the two rooms on the left and right of the courtyard, and in the corners of the rooms were built plastic stools. The room is cleanly decorated with white tiles.

The window was open in the sunny place, illuminating the room brightly.

Cheng Mengyun still found that the house was unbelievably clean, the ash on the wooden table was not the same, only the fingertips were stained a little.

This hygienic situation is the same as the bedrooms in several houses searched yesterday. There is almost no dust. Cheng Mengyun is too lazy to think about why this is happening. There are too many secrets in this bullshit Longevity Village. If she thinks about them one by one, her head will not explode .

She simply thought that there was a mysterious snail girl here, and she would come out to clean up in the dead of night.

These two rooms should be dining halls. There is another room left in this earthen house. The three of them found a surprise in the only room left.

Cheng Mengyun happily picked up a large spoon, which was up to her thighs on the ground: "Nuo, Huazi, this is the kitchen you are thinking of."

The only room left is a large kitchen with a wide view. It does not use the natural gas or gas tanks commonly used in towns, and still uses the soil stoves that are commonly used in the countryside.

Ceiling-height firewood piled beside the earthen stove, wet from the wet and rainy weather in the mountains.

The large kitchen is very clean, with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and two large refrigerators by the wall.

Cheng Mengyun held a large spoon and an axe in his left hand, and opened the refrigerator in his right hand: "Damn, come and see, there is a lot of food in there."

Foods are neatly arranged in the refrigerator, not only vegetables and fruits, but also many foods packaged in airtight bags.

Cheng Mengyun picked up a bottle of milk and found that the production date was displayed before March.

I have carefully compared the production dates on all the packaging bags, except that the production dates of dehydrated foods such as dried fungus and dried mushrooms are earlier, which are all a year ago, and all are fresh without exception. The latest production date is correct. It was 2 and a half months ago.

It is very likely that this village happened two and a half months ago. At least when the two bloggers came to the village two months ago, the village was already deserted. Cheng Mengyun frowned and put the things back in place.

She turned around and saw Yinhua squatting beside the stove, holding an iron pliers for firewood in his hand.

Cheng Mengyun also squatted over, and she looked at the bottom of the dark earth stove, where the firewood was burned, and there was a large iron pot on it.

She looked at it for a while, but didn't see anything fancy.

Yinhua has already answered her doubts: "You see that the charcoal fire here still has residual heat, especially the firewood inside is in the state of red charcoal."

Yinhua used iron pliers to pick up the coal ash inside.

Cheng Mengyun was still dumbfounded, she felt like a poor student.

What Yinhua said next made her shudder: "This means that this stove was used yesterday."

Cheng Mengyun blinked, and the big spoon in her hand fell to the ground without a firm grasp, making a clanging sound.

The sound made Zhao Qinghan, who was standing guard at the door of the kitchen, look back a few times, and found that it was only the two young people who turned their heads without seeing it after "looking at each other affectionately".

"Yesterday, there were people who made a fire here to cook." Cheng Mengyun picked up the big spoon on the ground, "This big snake is still a little ghost, or Xiaobai, and he is quite leisurely."

Cheng Mengyun recalled whether there was any smoke coming out of the house in the village yesterday, at least there was no such sign before the rain. As for after the rain, the village was submerged by the rain and fog.

Yinhua and Cheng Mengyun also found a small wooden cart beside the firewood pile. Yinhua tried to push it a few times, and found that the cart was strong and the wheels could roll easily.

"Using this, you can easily remove the gravel." Yinhua suggested.

Cheng Mengyun nodded repeatedly.

After searching the kitchen several times and making sure there were no other tools, the three decided to retreat.

Originally, Cheng Mengyun wanted to grab some food and leave, but when Zhao Qinghan said, "You are not afraid that what is in the refrigerator is a tribute to the Great Snake", Cheng Mengyun put away his presumptuous hands.

Well, it's better not to take things from this village casually.

"Then we can cook here at noon," Cheng Mengyun said on a whim before leaving, "I'm almost tired of eating biscuits and bread."

Meeting Zhao Qinghan's eyes, Cheng Mengyun hurriedly made amends and said, "We don't touch the food here, so let's borrow the kitchen, and Immortal Snake will understand."

Seeing that Zhao Qinghan didn't object, Cheng Mengyun jumped happily on the spot a few times, then ran forward to help Yinhua carry the cart together.

Yinhua refused her help: "You continue to take the lead, and I will move alone."

Seeing that Yinhua was indeed relatively relaxed, Cheng Mengyun walked out of the earthen house with a large spoon and an ax she had brought from the kitchen.

She planned to go to the house with the well yesterday after she put the trolley outside the village to see if the stone on the top of the well pressed the wooden cover firmly. If it was loose, she could strengthen it a bit. .

She always had an inexplicable worry about the things in the well.

Just a few steps away, she suddenly heard a violent explosion. It was as if something heavy hit something thick and broke through suddenly.

A creepy "rustling" sound sounded in the air, as if something was walking on the ground.

Extremely fast.

what? Cheng Mengyun found that the smell of zombies in the air suddenly became stronger.

"Be careful!" she warned obediently.

The familiar staring feeling enveloped the whole body, and the strong crisis gripped his heart, Cheng Mengyun raised his head reflexively.

She only saw a pair of huge red vertical pupils, which were covered with black lines.

Then came the suffocating feeling of being tightly wrapped around the whole body.