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But the man pushed her into her father's arms.

The father hugged Roy firmly and asked the man what he was going to do.

The man lit a candle the thickness of his little finger. In the glow of fireflies, Roy recognized that this was the mayor of their town, or the village chief.

Regardless of whether he was the village chief or the town mayor, the man asked his father and Roy to follow him, and walked a few steps in the darkness with familiarity, and opened a trapdoor on the floor: "Quick, take your daughter to the underground town." ”

The father hesitated.

"What about the others!" Roy asked anxiously.

Beyond the darkness, the wind howled. But is that really just rumor?!

"Why do you care so much! Just go! The mayor anxiously stamped his foot and shoved his father.

The father gritted his teeth and went down two steps first. After making sure that it was okay to leave, he opened his arms to pick up Roy.

As soon as Roy wanted to go down, he suddenly saw a mother with a child lying next to the trapdoor, looking at her longingly. Her child was just a little baby, still eating his fingers.

Roy picked up the child and was about to go down, but the mayor suddenly pulled the child out of her arms and threw it back to the young mother.

Roy looked down at his empty embrace, and his whole body was stunned.

The mayor stomped his foot and simply pushed Roy down, closing the trapdoor and inserting the deadbolt from the outside the moment Roy fell into his father's arms.

The muffled cries of the young mother penetrated into Roy's ears through the door panel of the trapdoor.

Father pulled Laroy, shook his head at her, and in silence led her through the narrow, dark passage to a door and knocked.

When his father knocked on the door, Roy listened. Perhaps it was the narrow corridor that brought the wind together, but it was clearer than on the ground. The whining wind swirled, flowing in the corridor, rolling, crying, wailing, and making people uneasy.

Hopefully that's just the wind.

The father knocked for a moment before someone looked at them through the cat's eye behind the door. After seeing his father's face clearly, the man's reprimand of "who let you come down" suddenly stuck in his throat and opened the door quickly.

Father and Roy dodged through the door. While locking the door, the gatekeeper took out a small sign and stuffed it into his father's hand, telling him that it was a pass.

Roy and his father passed through two more doors. Each door goes deeper into the ground than the last. When his father told Roy that they had finally reached the Underground Town, they were at least fifty meters vertical from the Tiger Inn.

The guards at the last gate were no longer surprised to see them, presumably the people on Nata had their own way of transmitting information. He took his father on another walk, and after his father said he remembered the road, he said goodbye to his father and Roy.

Roy silently stared at the scene in front of him.

It's not as dark as the corridors ahead. A small oil lamp holds up a soybean-sized lamp, and there is one in front of each cave to illuminate the road in front of the cave, as well as a wooden sign with a name written on it above the hole.

It is certain that this place is indeed inhabited. But...... Is this really a "small town"?

In previous lives, Ivan's rebels had also built a base underground. In Roy's impression, no matter how big or small the underground facilities are, they should dig a cavity out of the ground, which is convenient for everything, and can also slightly alleviate the sense of oppression caused by the underground through the height of the cavity.

However, what appeared to Roy at this moment was an earthworm-like corridor, not much wider than the places they had passed when they came down. With my father's tall figure, I can hit it when I stand up straight, and I can't walk if I stand in the middle of the road. Every five or so steps on both sides of the road is a hole, and the road extends into the darkness.

Each hole had a dilapidated wooden door, mostly made of wooden planks, which were hidden at the moment, without any sound of speech or other sounds. The oil lamp ten meters away suddenly burst into a spark, which sounded like firecrackers to Roy.

"Father......" a worried Roy lowered his voice, "Is there really anyone here?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a creak, a broken wooden door opened, and a rickety figure walked out pushing a trolley. There are some tools like hammerhead shovels on the trolley. Obviously, that trolley is the only means of transport that can be used here.

Hearing the sound, he looked back and suddenly felt like a ghost.

What happened to my father and Roy at the Tiger Hotel after that is basically repeated here. Fortunately, the people here also knew very well that their living environment was not suitable for a large number of people to be crowded together, so most of them just stood at the door and looked at their father, and no one pestered him after his father said that he wanted to go back to his former home first. It's just that after Father and Roy really left, the buzz of heated conversation behind them lasted for a long time.

Following her father, Roy realized that it was much bigger than she thought. Much like a normal residential apartment, it is divided into many floors, each with many rooms. It's just that the house is built on the ground, which is much bigger and brighter than here, and after less than twenty minutes here, Roy feels like crazy.

Finally, my father stopped in front of a wooden door with a Trek number on it. There was a knock on the door, but there was no answer.

An old woman came out tremblingly from next door: "Luo Xiu, since you left, no one lives here." ”

"Didn't the old smoker live here?" Father asked.

The old woman shook her head, coughing when she wanted to speak, so she waved her hand at her father and turned back to her room.

In this case, the father dug into his pocket, found a string of old keys, and unlocked the rusty and blunt door. He went in to clean up himself, lit the gas lamp, and let Roy in.

Roy cautiously walked inside. Somewhat surprised, there was no stuffy feeling in the room that had been closed for a long time, and it made her feel a little comfortable. Human adaptability is really not covered.

The room is small, but it is carefully divided into a bedroom, kitchen and bathroom. Roy sat on the little bench that her father cleaned for her, looking up.

This is where my father grew up?

It's so depressing and cramped, not to mention living here for a long time, even if you stay for a few minutes longer, it will make people lose their minds.

And my father spent his most precious teenage years here. Many of the people he knew still lived here. And not only themselves, but their children and grandchildren can only be born and die here, and never expect to leave one day.

"It's okay, the water pipes aren't rusty." The father said, coming out of the kitchen with two glasses of water, "Are you thirsty?" The air and water supply of the underground town is centralized. I tasted it, it was fresh and I could drink it. ”

Roy took the cup. "Father. I finally understand why you're a star thief. (To be continued.) )