The old man's abandoned village Smaer seems to have some different memories for the old man...... Garcia sighed secretly, the old people more or less have some unforgettable pasts, not to mention the leader of the caravan like Old Man Sean, who has been in charge of the caravan for many years.

So he looked up and looked ahead.

The abandoned village of Smer is already in the place where the light of the flashlight can shine.

Through the high beam of the flashlight, Garcia saw that the village in the distance had a little greenery, and as the footsteps of the old and the young slowly approached, this greenery became stronger and stronger in Garcia's eyes.

Until, the distance between the two of them in the abandoned village allowed Garcia to basically see the appearance of the abandoned village.

"This ......"

Garcia looked at the village in front of him with a shocked expression.

"That's what it is...... Abandoned Village ......"

What catches the eye is full of greenery.

Moss all over the village.

The walls, the streets, the boxes, everything that can be seen with the naked eye and all the crevices that the naked eye cannot see.

Looking at all this, a word suddenly popped into Garcia's head, "raging"

。

Raging green.

"This is the abandoned village."

Old man Sean also accompanied Garcia to stand in front of the deserted village, sighed, and then remained silent for a long time.

"Abandoned village Smaer...... Or rather, a more apt name, Green Village Smail. ”

"Feeling...... It's beautiful. ”

Suddenly, Garcia said something like this.

"yes...... Beauty that will make you die. ”

…… Approaching the Green Village, Garcia clearly felt that there seemed to be something more in the air, and he couldn't say it, but in short, he felt that his nasal cavity was a little strange, itchy, as if he had inhaled something unclean.

"High-density spores."

Old man Sean locked his eyebrows and explained to Garcia next to him.

"These mosses are dropping their seeds in all directions all the time, and this is what you think is weird in the air...... These spores promote the reproduction of mosses and, at the same time, accelerate the destruction of Smail......"

"Shhhh

"Shhhh

Garcia raised his eyebrows at the sound of two tearing strips of cloth, but saw that Old Man Sean tore off two large pieces of the clothes he was wearing inside from his waist and abdomen, although the size was different, but they could cover his mouth and nose.

"Try to suck as little as possible...... The spores of the moss are capable of releasing trace amounts of neurotoxins, which can destroy the defenses of your physiological skills in one fell swoop when the total amount of spores you inhale reaches a certain level......"

The old man handed Garcia a piece of torn cloth and pointed to a water drawer about ten meters away from the abandoned village.

"See that? Water pumps. That's where I'm talking about solving our drinking water problem...... We went there and had a full drink, then wet the strips of cloth and covered our faces, and we hurried away...... Every minute more in this place is a little more dangerous. ”

“…… Well. ”

Garcia nodded.

…… The water pump outside the village of Smail looks very old, and the stressed arm of the water pump is covered with powder, and it is thick to the touch.

The hole inserted into the generator on the water pump was obviously rusty and corroded, but Garcia and Old Man Sean, who had nothing, could not use the generator, and the two of them wiped the support arm of the water pump a little and began to use their dead strength to slowly draw water.

The water that came out was rusty yellow at first, and after a while, the rust-colored water returned to colorlessness and came out of the faucet.

Raymond was put on the ground by Garcia, and he had been carrying the little fat man on his back to fetch water, which seemed almost impossible to Garcia who was hungry at the moment.

Raymond was naturally still asleep, but although the little fat man was not awake, the metabolism in his body was still going on, and the light of the diffuse flashlight could vaguely see that the little fat man's lips were also a little chapped.

An old man and a young man finally drank a few handfuls of water with their hands, and the sweet groundwater was cool and sweet, sliding down the throat, and finally moistened the entire throat after a few handfuls.

However, he was not satisfied, so he came with two more handfuls of grunt.

Garcia, who has quenched his thirst, will not forget Raymond, who is still sleeping not far away.

It's just that at this moment, whether Raymond can still be counted as sleeping, Garcia doesn't know, it stands to reason that no matter how sleepy he is, he should wake up at this time, but even if he hasn't drunk water for a few days now, he hasn't eaten for a few days, and he hasn't seen any signs of the little fat man waking up.

"It's better to call it unconscious......"

Garcia said to himself, pulled you up, sat up, and fed water to the little fat man's mouth with his hand.

Then I saw Raymond have his trademark smile on his face after drinking the water, and he smacked his mouth a few times, as if he was tasting the taste of water.

"Sure enough, I'm still sleeping...... Whose coma can make such a pleasant expression? ”

Garcia raised an eyebrow, then shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Anyway, no matter what the reason, this guy just doesn't wake up...... Kick and kick and pinch, and even the middle of the person is swollen......"

"Still wondering how to wake Raymond up?"

The old man took off his clothes and put his head under the faucet to take a shower, revealing his tendons.

Garcia saw three scars on the old man's back, as if they had been torn apart and healed by a knife with three blades at the same time.

"Hmm...... Anyway a little worried......"

Garcia organized his language, trying to show as little of his worry as possible, "But it will be cured when we get to Yingxi......

“……”

Mr. Sean stopped taking a shower, turned his head and looked at Garcia silently for a few seconds, then turned back to continue washing his hair, "Well, it will." ”

"Thank you, sir."

Garcia could naturally see that Old Man Sean was comforting him, but at this time, even if he only heard a word of comfort, his heart would be much firmer.

There are many things, you can only persist in doing them if you keep telling yourself in your heart that you can do it, that you are right, and that there will be good results.

Rubbing his face, Garcia forced himself to smile.

"It's going to be fine."

He laughed, and put Raymond, who was sitting up, down again, and Raymond fell asleep, without any reaction, only two sweet dimples at the corners of his mouth kept appearing on his face, as if he was having a soft dream.

"Huh."

Garcia looked at the little fat man's nobody-like smile, and couldn't help but learn to laugh too, and the old man glanced this way, two people, four dimples.

The old man shook his head with a smile, shook the water stains from his hair, and then put the sweatshirt back on.

"Don't laugh, put down the little fat man and come over and wet the strips of cloth. The air here is too dirty, so find a place to rest somewhere else. ”

"Hmm."

Garcia answered and walked over.

He watched as the strip of cloth that was a little wet with sweat was quickly wet with the water coming out of the faucet.

"What's next?"

The arranger covered his face with a strip of cloth and put a loose button on the back of his head, and the strip of cloth was not very wide, but only half of the nose and mouth could be covered, which looked very funny.

Garcia took the tip of his nose and pushed the strip of cloth on his face, it felt wet, and there was no way to cover the whole face, the boss was not comfortable, but after all, it was for his own health, so he shrugged his shoulders and pulled the strip of cloth under his eyes again, feeling that the width of the upper and lower sides of the tip of his nose was almost the same, and then he stopped.

The old man looked helplessly at the young man's obsessive-compulsive behavior, rolled his eyelids, and also tied his own strip of cloth to his head and covered his nose.

"Gone. Bypassing Smail, the map shows that a two-hour walk east leads to the trade route...... If you're lucky. ”

The old man group walked away from the green village, "Anyway, let's stay away from here for now...... Even the air is dirty. ”

"Hmm."

Garcia nodded in agreement, crouched down and picked up Raymond again before turning his head.

However, at this moment, the arranger's ears suddenly picked up a strange sound.

"The sound of something walking on a moss......"

Garcia frowned and muttered.

"What did you say?"

The old man was far away and didn't hear clearly for a while.

"There's something in the village."

Garcia's brow furrowed even tighter, and he listened to it sideways for a while, as if the sound was getting closer and closer, and gradually, he heard a clearer "rustle"

Sound.

"I heard that, too."

The old man clenched his fists, and his expression became serious.

"Do you want to run?"

Garcia slowly shifted over and asked.

"Slowly retreat away from the village, many creatures on the slope have lichens for other creatures that have strayed into their territory, but if we show enough kindness, slowly withdraw from their territory......"

The old man whispered to Garcia, and then pulled Garcia slowly towards the outside of the village.

"Rustle, rustle."

The voices coming from the village did not diminish with the movement of the old and the young, but were still getting closer and closer.

Gradually, both the old man and Garcia could clearly hear the rustling sound coming from the village.

The old man took Garcia into the distance and didn't make a sound, but his brows furrowed deeper, and he tilted his head sideways and listened for a while before he spoke uncertainly, "This voice sounds like a ...... People walking? ”

There was a great deal of uncertainty in the old man's voice.

“…… Will there be people in this place of the hell? ”

Garcia glared, as if to confirm whether the old man had cheated on himself.

"But it does sound like human footsteps......"

The old man whispered, but he didn't even believe in this opinion.

“……”

Garcia fell silent.

After a while, he raised his eyes and looked at the old man and smiled, "Is it a person, don't you know if you shout?" ”

“…… So what if it's not a person? ”

The old man raised an eyebrow.

"Just run."

Garcia shrugged and pointed to the distance between where they were now and the entrance to the village.

The old man looked at the distance between at least a dozen people, and laughed, he could indeed escape from such a distance.

Garcia laughed too, so the young decorator shouted in the direction of the village of Smaer, "Hey, the other side!" It's a human word to answer! ”

Garcia distinctly felt the footsteps on the other side suddenly pause.

Then there was a long silence.

There was no sound, either on Garcia and Sean's side or in the village in the distance.

Garcia felt his heart beat to two hundred beats per minute, and he held his breath and didn't dare to make a sound.

A moment later, the rustling sound sounded again.

A pair of leather shoes appeared in the village entrance where Garcia's vision was visible.

After the shoes are the legs, then the lower body and stomach, and then, the upper body.

Slowly move out from behind the wall.

Alone.

A man.