It was nearly twelve o'clock at the moment, and the fat man and Xiaolou didn't know when they were already lying on the ground to rest.

"What the fuck, how did time pass so quickly......"

Zhang Meng said a little depressed, he didn't feel how long it had been when he studied the root meaning of these words just now, and he would come back to his senses, it turned out that so much time had passed.

Zhang Meng sat down and fiddled with the fire, and then carefully recalled the fonts he had memorized just now.

Zhang Meng blocked the figure on the right side of the slate, and then quickly looked down.

After remembering it again, Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

The importance of these fonts to them today cannot be overstated. If you can remember one more, you can remember one more, and the rest of the fonts are too complicated, and Zhang Meng can only selectively not memorize them.

It can be said that these words are the most complex words that Zhang Meng has ever seen so far, and if he hadn't happened to encounter these stone tablets, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to decipher them for another ten years of research. If he tries to memorize it at this time, it may cause confusion in the font he memorized before.

The wooden door of the house seemed to have decayed, and they did not see any when they entered.

Zhang Meng hung a thin rope at the doorway, and then tied two small logs to it, so that if something broke in, then they would know as soon as possible.

Go back and get a coat and spread it on the ground, although it is still a little dirty, but Zhang Meng has no choice.

As soon as Zhang Meng lay down, he felt that the pores on his body were dilated, and he wanted to **** up.

Soon, Zhang Meng fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Meng only felt that he was a little cold and couldn't stand it. I don't know what's going on in this ancient city, the cold at night is like the cold air blown out of the refrigerator, even if there is a bonfire next to it, Zhang Meng feels that his hands and feet are cold.

He turned around and was about to stand up and make the campfire bigger, when he suddenly heard a frolicking sound!

The sound was like the sound of a few young children chasing and fighting together, but Zhang Meng couldn't understand a word of what they said.

Zhang Meng's movements stopped suddenly, and the hairs on his back stood up one by one.

He hurriedly looked outside, but suddenly saw a small pale face staring at them with a glass against them, as if she wanted to squeeze in.

The little girl's face had the playful smile of a child, but her eyes were like dead fish eyes.

Zhang Meng, who watched this scene, was almost frightened, and then, two identical heads stretched out.

"it!"

Zhang Meng kicked the fat man's ass vigorously and rolled the fat man all over the ground.

"Fuck you, you don't let people sleep in the middle of the night......"

The fat man just wanted to scold something, but suddenly saw Zhang Meng's ghost-like expression, and he was stunned on the spot, and he also noticed the little heads in the window.

The children didn't know what they were saying, and suddenly they dispersed, leaving Zhang Meng and the fat man looking at each other.

"Ah...... Ah Meng, what's going on with those children? ”

Xiao Lou didn't know when she woke up, she just looked at the few little heads outside the window, and almost fainted with fright.

"I don't know."

Zhang Meng frowned tightly, what the hell is this?

He absolutely didn't believe that these were living people, would living people come out in the middle of the night to make trouble?

"Mom, is this a ghost town?"

The fat man was so frightened that his face was colorless, and when he saw these strange things in the middle of the night, even if the fat man usually had a lot of courage, he would be frightened.

"Fatty, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Meng also told the fat man that he was a little flustered.

Knock knock!

There was a sound of wood colliding at the door, and Zhang Meng's face changed greatly.

"They're in."

He hurriedly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the entrance with some trembling.

A few shadows slowly pulled in, and the young children, who were only more than a meter tall, approached everyone stiffly.

They seemed to be afraid of something, but they just stood a few meters away from Zhang Meng and them.

The faces of these children were frighteningly white, perhaps without a trace of blood at all.

And they were wearing blood-red robes, anyway, Zhang Meng had never seen this style before.

In the middle of the night, seeing this red dress, Zhang Meng felt that there was an indescribable madness.

Zhang Meng only felt that the goosebumps on his body were floating one by one, and he watched four children who came out of nowhere playing in front of them at night. This kind of strange thing made them feel extremely ridiculous, but it happened in front of their eyes.

"Mom...... Damn, do you want to shoot, Zhang Quede. ”

The fat man was so nervous that his hands trembled, and he didn't know if he could shoot or not.

Xiao Lou shrank behind Zhang Meng, holding Zhang Meng's arm and not daring to relax.

"Don't, don't move yet, see what these things are up to."

Zhang Meng was also very hairy at the moment, and he forcibly calmed himself down.

These strange children seemed to be a little afraid of the bonfire in front of them, and did not dare to come over, but just stared at Zhang Meng and them from a distance, as if they had seen some delicious food.

Outside the door, there was a sudden loud shout.

Zhang Meng also couldn't understand the voice, but the children seemed to hear the call of adults, and they actually left.

The voices outside seemed to get noisier and louder, and then there was a whisper everywhere.

This situation scared everyone's hearts thumping.

"Don't mess around!"

Zhang Meng took a deep breath, and he walked to the window to see what was out there.

Outside, however, it was dark, with only inaudible voices coming from all directions, and the night of this exquisite ancient city seemed to be a lively market.

Zhang Meng took a glow stick and kneaded it a few times, and threw it out of the door with a ruthless heart, and the dim light of the glow stick lit up the surrounding places for several meters.

There, countless people dressed in blood-red clothes gathered together, and a few were chasing and playing with children.

There are also old men who are staring at their side, doing some movements that Zhang Meng they can't understand, and the old man has been jumping up and down there, and then kneeling down from time to time and bowing to Zhang Meng and them.

Anyway, these strange people, Zhang Meng and they are cold and wild.

One night, there were occasional people watching them from the window, and it wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that they gradually disappeared.