The courtyard is still the same courtyard, but Zhou Hexuan's heart is no longer as calm as before.

He hid in the corner and waited for a few more minutes, knowing that after making sure that the old man would not come back, Zhou Hexuan went to the kitchen......

"Squeak"

Zhou Hexuan gently pushed open the kitchen door, and instantly a pungent smell of meat rushed into Zhou Hexuan's nose......

This fragrance made Zhou Hexuan's stomach instinctively rush to eat, but when he thought that the pot was likely to be human flesh, Zhou Hexuan suddenly felt a feeling of nausea.

Zhou Hexuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes swept over the room, and quickly fixed on the firewood in the corner.

The firewood was afraid of changing and there were piles of clothes, Zhou Hexuan walked over and picked up one of them, a look was very new, and the style was not like the old man who wore it, it was definitely not the old man's, so the origin of this dress was self-evident.

Zhou Hexuan picked up a few more pieces and looked at them, and suddenly found that these pieces were all the same, Zhou Hexuan found them in the pile of clothes, and soon he sorted out all the clothes, and they turned out to be exactly the same six sets, although some were very shabby, and some were gone, and should have been used by the old man to set fire, but Zhou Hexuan still recognized that here were six sets of exactly the same clothes.

These clothes made Zhou Hexuan feel very familiar, he always felt that he had seen it there, but unfortunately it was already bloodstained on it, and it was always a little unclear at night, Zhou Hexuan thought about it, put down the clothes, and walked towards the pot table that exuded the smell of meat, and forcibly endured the disgust in his heart, Zhou Hexuan lifted the lid of the pot, and instantly a strange fragrance instantly rushed into the tip of Zhou Hexuan's nose, and then penetrated his whole body......

When Zhou Hexuan came fresh, it was indeed a human arm that caught his eye.....

"Gott~"

Zhou Hexuan originally thought that he was ready, but when he really saw the situation in the pot, he still couldn't help but vomit......

"It's human flesh, that old man really eats people, and there is more than one ......"

There were at least six sets of clothes on the ground, indicating that the old man had eaten at least six people.

Thinking that the old man invited him to eat meat just now, Zhou Hexuan's stomach twitched.

"This old man actually survived by eating human flesh, isn't it .....right?"

Zhou Hexuan suddenly thought of something wrong, the old man had revealed before that this village had been famine for many years, since the famine had been famine for so long, where did the people in the village come from? It is impossible for the young man to wait for death here, he must have escaped, even if the old man did not leave, it would not be possible for the old man to survive until now, two years ago the old man should have been normal, otherwise his wife would not have died, cannibalism is a matter of the past two years, but how can there be so many people in this village who let him eat?

The more Zhou Hexuan thought about it, the more panicked he became, and glanced at the still steaming earthen stove, Zhou Hexuan didn't dare to stay here any longer, and turned around to leave, but just as he was about to go out, his eyes suddenly saw that something was wrong on the wall next to him.

Zhou Hexuan got closer and saw clearly, it turned out that there were a few words engraved on the wall.

"Leave quickly"

Three words, just three words.

Zhou Hexuan's heart sank, this word looks messy, it should be carved out with his fingernails in a hurry, especially the opening word, it is best to pull it down for a long time.....

Who left this behind? And for whom? Who does "he" want to remind to leave quickly?

One question after another appeared in Zhou Hexuan's mind, but no one gave him answers.....

Just when Zhou Hexuan was a little flustered, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Are you hungry, young man?"

Zhou Hexuan's heart sank, and just as he was about to turn his head, he felt that he was hit hard by something in the back of his head, and then he didn't know anything......

......

"It's another pot of mutton soup, wife, this mutton soup is pot after pot, how can you finish it......"

Zhou Hexuan's ears were confused with such a voice, he slowly opened his eyes, and felt a wave of dizziness when his head moved slightly, as well as a sharp pain from the back of his head.

Zhou Hexuan, who opened his eyes, recognized at a glance that he was still in the kitchen, and he was still trapped.....

He tried to struggle, but his hands and feet were so trapped that he couldn't move at all.

The old man didn't seem to notice the movement on his side, and picked out all the "meat" in the pot one by one into a basin, and left with the basin......

As soon as the old man left, Zhou Hexuan struggled more violently on the ground, but the rope that tied him was very strong, the more he struggled, the tighter the rope on his body, Zhou Hexuan didn't dare to scream, so he could only slowly move to the wall.....

At this time, there was a whetstone outside, and the old man's muttering voice, but what was said was written too far away Zhou Hexuan couldn't hear it clearly, but this whetstone Zhou Hexuan heard it clearly, and every time it seemed to be pierced on his body.

Zhou Hexuan leaned his back against the wall and was about to stand up, but just as he was leaning up with difficulty, his hand suddenly touched something.

It's a word, I saw those three words just now, Zhou Hexuan touched it with his hand again, his heart suddenly sank, he finally knew who these words were left for......

Zhou Hexuan hurriedly turned his head to look at the firewood in the corner, the pile of clothes was still there, and he finally understood why he felt so familiar when he saw those clothes at first sight, because those clothes were the same as the ones he was wearing.......

"This ..... What's going on......"

Zhou Hexuan felt that he was getting closer and closer to the end of the mystery, but he always felt that he was missing something, and at this moment, the whetstone outside stopped.......

"Squeak"

The door was pushed open, and the old man walked in with a knife in his hand, and at a glance he saw Zhou Hexuan, who was already half-leaning against the wall.

"Fresh lamb, the pot is boiling and waiting to be cooked......"

The old man walked in front of Zhou Hexuan step by step, Zhou Hexuan looked at the knife in the old man's hand, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but his hands and feet were tied, how could it be so easy to stand up, he wanted to say something, but the old man didn't give him a chance at all, and stabbed him directly in the chest......

"Forehead ....."

Zhou Hexuan's words that were about to be said were instantly stuck, and the sharp pain in his chest made him unable to say what he wanted to say......

Then the knife was pulled out and stabbed back, with a stab... Then a knife .......

.......

"Hey, wake up, young man, why are you asleep here......"

Zhou Hexuan heard an old voice ringing in his ears, he slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was an old woman.

When the old woman saw Zhou Hexuan wake up, she said with concern: "Young man, why are you asleep in this place, this is not the place where you sleep......"

Zhou Hexuan got up and looked around a little strangely, only to find that he was in a cemetery, and he was lying on a grave just now, but Zhou Hexuan didn't know why he wasn't afraid at all.

The old woman didn't feel strange when she saw that Zhou Hexuan didn't speak, and still said with a smile: "Young man, it's so late, you better leave quickly......"

"Thank you, mother-in-law......"

Zhou Hexuan also knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, but he always felt that he had forgotten something, and looked at the old woman again, the old woman smiled and waved at him, Zhou Hexuan finally decided to leave, there are lonely graves everywhere, it is not a good place.

Just after taking a few steps, Zhou Hexuan thought about it and looked back, but found that there was no one behind him.

Zhou Hexuan's expression shrank, he didn't dare to stay here longer, and left the cemetery quickly......

This cemetery is surrounded by a wilderness, and there is only one path, and Zhou Hexuan walked along the path, which lasted nearly half an hour.

"There is a village ......"

After rushing for half an hour, Zhou Hexuan finally found the traces of people and hurriedly quickened his pace.

"Here..... Why does it always feel a little familiar......"

Zhou Hexuan had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had been here before, but he couldn't remember it.

He walked past the door of the first house, and then the door of the second house, and when he knew the third, his steps suddenly stopped.....

Looking at the tight wooden door, Zhou Hexuan stretched out his hand and knocked.

"Squeak~"

It didn't take long for the old-fashioned wooden door to be opened, revealing the figure of an old grandfather.

"Are you ....."

The old man didn't seem to have very good eyes, he looked at Zhou Hexuan outside the door and took a look, and after half a ring, he seemed to see Zhou Hexuan clearly, and there was a strange look of pleasure in his eyes.

"Young man, are you here to spend the night?"

Zhou Hexuan just thought of an excuse in his heart, but he didn't expect that the old man would "see it" before he said it.

Zhou Hexuan paused for a moment and nodded.

"Then come in....."

The old man stepped out of the way and let Zhou Hexuan enter the door.

Inside was a courtyard, and the old man led Zhou Hexuan to a room next to him after closing the door from the beginning.

"Young man, no one has lived here for a long time, and my old man is alone on weekdays, and he hasn't cleaned it, the smell inside may be a little big, I don't know if you can stand it....."

The old man said with concern as he walked.

Zhou Hexuan heard the old man say this, and he didn't know why he suddenly asked: "Uncle, do you live alone?" ”

"Hehe, yes, my wife passed away two years ago, and I've been living here alone since then......"

The old man pushed open the door as he spoke, Zhou Hexuan originally wanted to ask something, but as soon as the door was pushed open, a sudden musty smell rushed to his nose.

"Ahem... Ahem......"

Zhou Hexuan choked on the musty smell and coughed.

"Are you alright, young man......"

"Ahem..... It's okay, uncle, how long has it been since I lived here......"

"Hehe, it's been a while..... Boy, you go in first, I'll carry you the quilt......"

The old man said this and turned away, Zhou Hexuan looked at the old man's back, always felt as if he had forgotten something just now, shook his head, and Zhou Hexuan entered the door.

The room was dark, but it didn't affect Zhou Hexuan, he looked around the room, and soon his eyes were attracted by a portrait on the table, no, it should be said that it was a posthumous portrait......