Chapter 453: I want to escape
"It's getting really fast. Qin Lu smiled, "Are you people outside so fickle?"
Before the old monkey could answer, Qin Lu had already led the old monkey to the house where he lived, which was cleaned and clean, and the square room was set up with a bed, a cabinet, a table and a chair, and the windows were closed, so that he could not see the scenery outside the house.
Qin Lu glanced at the rainy sky outside.
It's wet everywhere, and it's disgusting. The dripping rain splashed in the stagnant water, creating circles of ripples, and a few leaves were floating and fluttering in the stagnant water.
"Alright. Qin Lu said: "You clean up after yourself first, and when you wait for tomorrow, someone will naturally come to take you to the kitchen." ”
"Where's the kitchen?" asked the old monkey quickly.
Qin Lu raised his hand and pointed in the direction, less than twenty steps away from the place where he was sleeping, even a well was on the edge of the kitchen, and the bucket was placed on the ground with a small half bucket of rainwater.
The old monkey took a closer look at the courtyard and found that this place was actually a courtyard connected to the kitchen.
Qin Lu said before leaving: "Except for this courtyard, no matter where it is next to it, you are not allowed to go around blindly, if you catch it, you will be expelled from the Valley of Hundred Flowers, do you hear it?" ”
"Good. The old monkey answered.
Seeing Qin Lu's back holding an umbrella and leaving, his heart suddenly felt desolate, and his eyes glanced at the rainy day outside.
I've never been so depressed.
In the outside world, his old monkey has always paid money with his left hand and news with his right hand, and then he can sell the news at several times the price in a blink of an eye, and in Xiagu Autonomous City, he has his own fixed sources.
Right now......
The old monkey sighed.
This ghost place is also managed, and that is also restricted, if you cook honestly, the ghost knows when it will be the head. The old monkey didn't want to waste his good youth in such a ghostly place.
For a little commission, it took a few years, and it was really not cost-effective.
The old monkey had made up his mind, and was going to take a risk, so he quickly went back to the house and changed into a clean blue robe stored in the cupboard, he was still wearing a little large, and it looked like someone else had worn it before, but it was very clean, and there was still a floral smell on it.
The old monkey swept across the house.
More and more sure that this place was inhabited, the beds and bedding were neatly folded, there was always a faint smell of flowers floating on them, and the only square table in the room was also engraved with a few words on the table.
Qin Ying.
The old monkey muttered.
frowned, thinking in his heart, this should not be the house of a person named Qin Ying, if so, then where did this person named Qin Ying go?
The old monkey always felt hairy in his heart.
Some time ago, I heard that the Valley of Flowers was in trouble, and this time when I entered the Valley of Flowers, the atmosphere was different from when I came back when I was a child, and it was even more deserted.
It stands to reason that after so many years, even if there is no increase in apprenticeships, there is no possibility of reducing apprentices?
What about this Valley of Hundred Flowers......
Is it really as rumored that a lot of people have died?
The old monkey felt a chill in his heart.
When I opened the window, I found that the scenery outside the window was indeed beautiful, the fragrance of flowers came to my nose, and the only strange place, there was a large area, and only dry soil remained.
Dry soil is not grassy.
The flowers and trees on the edge also faintly show a withered and withered posture.
Just as the old monkey was carefully observing all this, he suddenly heard a howl outside.
"Ahh ”
The voice was hoarse and sharp, burrowing into the ears, making people's hearts jerk up and thump.
The old monkey hesitated and ran towards the source of the sound.
Leaning against the door, the old monkey saw a terrible scene, an old man, his whole body was aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hair fell to the ground, his face was full of wrinkles, and he couldn't get old anymore.
The old man howled in pain, and his eyes, with tears in his eyes, shot towards the old monkey.
Suddenly, he crawled towards the place where the old monkey was, and his nails were clasped on the ground, leaving a long blood mark, which was shocking.
The old monkey kept retreating.
I was trembling with fear.
And something even more terrifying happened immediately after that - the man's body spontaneously combusted, and the raging fire burned him alive, and even the rain in the sky could not extinguish the flames on his body.
The smell of burnt food wafted through the air.
After I don't know how long, Qin Lu led a few teenagers and carried the charred body away.
Glaring at the old monkey, "Don't mess around again! You won't have such good luck next time." ”
The people who died because of this catastrophe in the Valley of Hundred Flowers accounted for two-thirds of all the people in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and there are not many powerful people who are still alive in the Valley of Hundred Flowers today.
Wait to see them disappear.
The old monkey was already trembling to the point where he could no longer support him back to his lodgings. The old monkey simply sat down on the ground, looked at the raindrops dripping outside the eaves, and suddenly felt so lucky.
Good luck is not the one who suffers......
After sitting for a while, the old monkey got up and walked towards his sleeping room.
He decided to listen to Qin Lu's words, stop messing around, and obediently stay in the house, waiting for tomorrow, and then see the situation.
If something really wasn't right, he quickly slipped away.
The old monkey, who had locked his doors and windows, heard a few screeching noises from outside from time to time, as if he had heard it during the day......
The old monkey was so nervous that he didn't dare to fall asleep all night, for fear of being suddenly caught by such a person, and then burned by the fire together, and he had several nightmares, all of which were the person who died of spontaneous combustion during the day, and appeared in his dreams.
The old monkey was woken up by the sound of footsteps outside the door.
Outside the window, the sky had not yet risen.
"Who?" asked the old monkey, at the top of his voice, and as he swept around, he saw no weapon in his hand, so he had to stand by the door with a stool to prevent someone from forcibly entering.
There was no answer outside.
The old monkey's heart lifted.
He shouted again, "Who the hell is it!?"
"I was instructed by the senior brother to come and call you to help in the kitchen. A voice rang out outside, as if there was a hint of pain.
The old monkey did not dare to open the door.
I always felt that this voice was very similar to the painful hoarse voice I heard yesterday.
Sure enough, the next moment, he heard a cry of pain and a tumbling sound from outside.
The old monkey crept through a crack in the door, and saw the scene outside, and the man who had come to him was now aging at a rate visible to the naked eye, and kept screaming in pain.
Brushing shoulders with death at such a close distance, the old monkey felt cold in his heart. He couldn't stay in this kind of place any longer.
The old monkey saw that the body outside burned to ashes, so he boldly opened the door, and followed the path he had come in yesterday, pulled back and strode out.
When he ran to the edge of the stone gate, the old monkey saw Tang Xiayu standing there.
"So early?" Tang Xiayu asked him.
The old monkey smiled awkwardly.
"You're early, too. ”
Tang Xiayu said: "I haven't been able to sleep during this time, I always have to come to Shimen to see the scenery outside, you have seen those people, right? Maybe one day I will become such a person." ”
The old monkey always had a very bad premonition.
He subconsciously took two steps closer in the direction of the stone gate.