I Was Once a Legend

"Not quite right." Dong Zheng whispered.

"I also feel a little bad." Ren Heming narrowed his eyes. He checked the dead horse next to him again and said, "They should be scared to death."

Dong Zheng: "You mean that evil spirit?"

Ren Heming nodded: "Although the amulet is not noticed, at present there is only this kind of explanation, otherwise they cannot be killed at the same time while running."

The vague uneasiness in his heart made Dong Zheng no longer close to the overturned car. The sweet, rancid smell clearly contained some kind of moral: "Then let's go, since the direction is correct, continue to chase."

They drove away from the deceased convoy and walked for a while, and something big red appeared far in the middle of the road. As he drew close, Dong Zheng picked it up with a knife and found it to be a bright robe like a wedding dress.

Seeing the size, this should belong to a young girl, there is no other abnormality, Dong Zheng put the clothes back to the original place, Ren Heming lit the tracer paper to make sure they did not chase the wrong direction. The two took a short break in the vicinity, replenishing some water, and waited until the sun's hottest time had passed before they re-mounted.

Hurrying in the direction of the setting sun, bypassing the rolling mountains, the vision gradually widened. In the distance of the road, the village is built on the mountain, with the obvious characteristics of a big food country. Under the lush trees, everything looks so ordinary, but there is no voice at all.

No, not only human voices, but also the sounds of livestock and birds.

Unconsciously, the two had crossed the border and reached another country.

At this time, they were in the downwind, and the obvious rotten odors flew with the wind. As they smelled in the team, Dong Zheng stopped immediately. He and Ren Heming glanced at each other and saw dignity in each other's eyes.

Ren Heming whispered: "There is a problem in this village."

Dong Zheng yelled: "A lot of people who have died will have such a heavy taste, and most of the bodies have not been treated properly."

Ren Heming only thought of one possibility: "The plague?"

Dong Zheng: "It is possible."

They leaned closer together again. Ren Heming cleared his throat and shouted a few words in Persian. He waited a while and did not get a little response.

It's as if there are no more living people in the village.

Ren Heming frowned. He looked at the silent village, and said to Dong Zheng: "Would you like to go and see?"

Dong Zheng couldn't bear this strong rotten odor. He covered his nose with his sleeves and said, "If it's really a plague, it may be dangerous to enter rashly. Brother, let's make a decision, I listen to you."

When discovering that Ren Heming made him choose every time, Dong Zheng already had a kind of guess, so this time, he directly pushed the right of choice into Ren Heming's hands.

Ren Heming sighed and said, "Lao Qi, this is a rare opportunity to experience. Brother will give you a chance, and you will not push it to me again."

"Okay." Dong Zheng narrowed his eyes, the speculation in his heart gradually settled, he pondered for a moment, said:

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