Chapter 222: Where Is This, Who Am I
"Alright. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" As another bucket of water was poured up, Qiao Yu handed the silk handkerchief to Guan Linsen, "Wash it yourself, seeing that you are nervous, I thought I was cleaning the statue of David in Italy." ”
Without waiting for Guan Linsen to react, she turned around and entered the cave.
There was no signal on the mobile phone, and the three big words "no service" clearly indicated that they were almost isolated from the world, Qiao Yu changed a comfortable posture, recalling the situation last night, the group of people who came to attack were not the same group, judging from the shape of the weapons in their hands, the group of people who attacked the blessing should be a little more promising.
"Hey, it's no wonder that it can't be a big deal. Qiao Yu muttered to herself with disdain.
Before coming, she had seen the overall area map here, after the attack last night, Guan Linsen quickly fell into a coma, she dragged Guan Linsen to go too far, from the direction, the farthest out of the town, however, Qiao Yu soon found that everything here was completely different from the town that was dilapidated, but no matter how you look at it, it was all modern.
In the village under the starlight, there was no movement, could it be that they were all asleep? Feng Ge took a few steps forward, but found that the seemingly intact house had actually collapsed, and only a wall in front of it had collapsed, and the withered branches were like ghosts dancing beside the collapsed house.
The stone grinding disc at the entrance of the village was still quietly placed there, as if waiting for someone to pour beans or wheat into it, and let it squeak and turn again, Feng Ge took a closer look, and saw that a small weed grew in the middle of the stone grinding disc, swaying in the wind, quite complacent.
It seems that it has been uninhabited for a long time.
Further down the village, some of the houses are relatively well preserved. The houses are very regular, one after the other, and the rooms in each room are similar in size and pattern, which makes Qiao Yu can't help but think of the places where the eunuchs and palace maids in the Forbidden City live.
There are also daily necessities such as dishes and chopsticks and jugs in the house, which are also very neat, and when more than a dozen rooms are walked down, Qiao Yu even found that the handle of the jug is facing the same direction.
It's like a military camp, and there's even a square open area in the middle of the village, with varying degrees of depressions on the ground, which looks very similar to the martial arts training ground in the Shaolin Temple.
Last night, Guan Linsen beat up those murderers alone, attracting all the hatred, and as a result, all the murderers stared at them and chased them, for the first time in so many years, Qiao Yu felt that the meaning of insisting on running in the morning was not just to keep in shape.
Then, Guan Linsen was seriously injured and almost unconscious.
To be reasonable, if those people want to chase, they can catch up in five minutes at most.
However, they suddenly did not move, and looking back, there was a black hole behind them, and there was not even a ghost, as if the person who had been chasing them behind them had never existed.
At that time, it was too late at night, and Guan Linsen was really injured, Qiao Yu didn't have time to think about how incredible this matter was, he was just worried about Guan Linsen's injury, and now when he calmed down, he realized that everything was very wrong.
A figure came in through the doorway, his hair was extremely black after being wet, and the small half of his face exposed sideways showed a cold white without the slightest blood because of the injury, like a fine Hetian mutton fat jade.
Guan Linsen looked at Qiao Yu, there seemed to be a pair of shiny black jade hidden in the depths of his pupils, and he knelt down again: "Your Majesty, rest assured, your subordinates will swear to protect each other." ”