I don't know how long I walked to the fork in the road, and the road narrower and narrower the road became the more and more I walked towards the town, and at the end there was only one road that seemed narrow for three people side by side.

"It's strange, this is obviously a town, although it can't catch up with the county seat, but it's bigger than a village, and there is no money to build roads. ”

Su Mo walked past the knee-high weeds and looked at the soft pavement under his feet, a little surprised.

"It should have been at least forty years before it was repaired. "The lightning rod picked up the grass with his feet, and saw that the road was not narrow at the beginning, and ordinary cars could pass through both lanes, but there were no cars for many years, and weeds grew so that the road surface was rotten.

"Forty years..."Seeing this, Su Mo thought for a while.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, Liu Zhen should be in his fifties. ”

"Ordinary mortals in their fifties are indeed like him. The lightning rod recalled for a moment, puzzled, "How could Momo-chan contact him?"

"I don't know, before I have a clear idea, some fragmentary ideas will pop up, don't worry about me, let's go in. ”

As he spoke, Su Mo and the lightning rod trampled through a puddle of mud, only to see a plane tree in front of him fall on the road, blocking the road to the town.

Su Mo walked to the tree, stretched out his hand, and straightened the plane tree, which was at least five hundred years old, to the side.

Sycamore: "......"

I clapped my hands and walked into the town, only to see my eyes full of gloom.

This town... It's already abandoned.

The streets of the empty town are littered with discarded paper, and shop signs are scattered and drooping, and there is no half of a person, and there is dust everywhere.

There are several garbage cans on the street, and the garbage in the bins has been disposed of as slag.

"It seems that not only the road surface, but also the town has not been repaired. The lightning rod tried to push the door, and found that many of the shops had remained in their original appearance for more than 40 years, that is, more than half of the shops in the town had been abandoned more than 40 years ago.

Only a few shops are still new, maybe five or ten years old.

In other words, for forty years, the town has become more and more depressed, and in recent years it has been completely emptied.

However, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Su Mo felt it, there were still a few living people in the whole town, but there were too few living people, and if you felt it by breath, I was afraid that there were only a dozen, and it was really a ghost town.

At this moment, Su Mo saw the second floor of a shop, opened a curtain slightly, and looked at them through a pair of eyes in the curtain.

And when Su Mo turned his head to look, his eyes were busy hiding.

"Do you want to ask him? The lightning rod pointed to the shop and asked.

"Probably won't open the door. Su Mo sighed and shook his head, since he was voyeuristic, I am afraid there is nothing to answer.

Sure enough, I saw the lightning rod walk to the door and knocked for a while, but no one answered the door.

"Forget it, let's take a look. There are no traces of outsiders visiting other than us. Su Mo grabbed the sleeve of the lightning rod and led him out of the store.

In fact, the purpose of her search is very simple, it is nothing more than to find the ears of wheat.

As for exploring the secrets of the town, it wasn't in her plan in the first place, and it was best to solve them, and it didn't seem to matter too much if they couldn't.

It's just that, after walking through the town with only two main roads, there is no trace left by Mai Sui and the people in their class.

Moreover, there is nothing special about this town except that it is depressed, but it is not difficult to find that many people in the town once seemed to be railway workers, and those abandoned shops were also placed with railroad construction tools.

In addition, many people have an offering table in their homes, as if they are paying tribute to something.

It wasn't until at the door of a larger family that Su Mo saw a row of old black and red blood words on the wall: "That day, they abandoned him." ”

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