Following the path of the town, Anglie soon returned to the previous town of Meditation.

The town was still silent, and there was silence in the houses on either side.

A faint white mist floated in the air. Not even the sunlight could dispel the fog.

Angre walked slowly down the main road in the middle of the town, scanning left and right on both sides.

These wooden houses are so quiet that you can't hear a sound at all.

Flutter flutter

With the flapping of wings, a black crow flew from the roof on the right, perched on the eaves, and looked at Anglie with red eyes.

The crow didn't call, but just stood quietly on the eaves, quietly.

Anglie glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to walk towards the end of the town.

Squeak

There was the sound of the rattle door opening, and Anglie frowned and moved lightly, and walked into the small gray-white stone brick building.

Outside the small building, the three carriages were still there, and a total of four horses were still fainting on the ground, looking like they were sleeping soundly. On the side of one of the carriages, Tom, the coachman, was leaning on the carriage and sleeping soundly.

Anglie walked over, crouched down, and shook Tom's head.

"Hey, Tom, wake up, wake up. Angre shook vigorously as he stretched out his finger and gently tugged at Tom's right ear.

"Hmm," Tom groaned, opening his eyes in a daze. "Why are you here, my lord?"

"It's time for us to go. Anglie said in a deep voice. He stood up and walked to the two black horses, and also tugged behind his ears, and soon, the two black horses slowly woke up.

"Gone?" Tom was stunned, then immediately reacted. "Okay, okay, I'll get ready right away!"

"The owner here is asleep, and so are the people around him, so hurry up and get ready, and we'll get out of here at once. This place is not suitable for a long stay. "Anglie always felt uncomfortable here. But I can't say it.

He had been in this town for so long, except for the owner of this inn, he had not seen any other townspeople at all, and even when he entered the town, he asked for directions, and Tom went to ask.

Tom answered, and felt that there was no human voice around, and there was a creepy taste, so he shivered, and hurried to prepare the supplies on the road.

Anglie walked around the courtyard alone, swinging around the other two carriages. He didn't know what had happened to the other three, whether they were dead or not, and it was a strange situation, and the two small doors they ran through were not leading to the same place at all. So for the other three, Anglie also had no clue. And the princess was in a hurry, and she didn't have a chance to ask her. But judging by her appearance, it is likely that they encountered other dangers besides the giant pincer samurai.

Anglie shook his head, and while Tom went to prepare something, he walked out of the courtyard and walked to a wooden house on the left, ready to see what was going on inside. Ask two local residents about the situation.

Along the outside of the courtyard, to the left, there is a small wooden two-storey building surrounded by a wooden fence. The whole house is made of mahogany, and it looks a little old and dilapidated.

The fence gate was locked, and Anglie rolled over and easily jumped over the half-man-high fence. Entered the courtyard.

The yard is full of weeds and it seems that the owner doesn't take care of it very often.

Angre walked slowly to the door, reached out and pressed against the red wooden door, and gave it a gentle push.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the door slowly opened, and a trace of black mist slowly returned to Angle's fingertips. This is a simple use of negative energy for corroding wooden plugs, of course, if it is a complex door lock, there is no way to open it like this.

As soon as the mahogany door opened, a choking smell of dust suddenly hit my face.

"Ahem!"

Anglie couldn't help but cough twice. With a flick of his finger, a breeze suddenly blew up in the house, blowing a large amount of dust out of the door.

Waiting for the dust to almost clear away, Anglie entered the house.

"What's going on?" he froze as soon as he entered the room.

The whole house was empty, there was nothing, no one but neat wooden tables and chairs. Brown bows and arrows hung on the walls, and the fireplace mouth was covered with thick cobwebs.

Anglie walked slowly into the house, clicked on a spoon that had fallen to the ground, and what about the neighbor who was asleep?

Angle's eyes narrowed. His face suddenly became unusually ugly. He turned and ran out of the house, and then went to the surrounding houses.

Half an hour later

"What the hell is going on," a slight cold sweat spread across Angliel's forehead. Although his body has become hot due to exercise, his heart is cold.

All the houses!

It's all empty!

There were no people, no inhabitants, not even corpses, rats. Just an empty piece, except dust and dust.

"And where did I feel when I entered the town, and where did the people I saw?" Angliel felt a little furious.

He stood in the middle of the town's streets, goosebumps all over his body. The surrounding white mist was hazy, and it seemed to be covered with a mysterious and strange atmosphere.

"Hiss" he took a deep breath, trying to prevent himself from loosening, and walked quickly in the direction of the hotel.

"Tom!!"

With a creak, Anglie pushed open the fence and walked into the hotel yard.

"Tom, hurry up, we must get out of here at once!" he shouted.

But the whole courtyard was silent, and not a sound came out.

Angre was stunned suddenly, he had a bad premonition.

Sweeping left and right, the two black horses by the carriage were still standing there, spewing white vapor from their nostrils from time to time. Tom didn't know where it was, and he shouldn't have heard Angle's shouts in such a small place.

Anglie slowly touched the dagger on his waist, gently pulled it out, and held it in his hand. Walk lightly and quickly around the house and into the backyard.

The backyard is a kitchen or something like that, and you have to come here to get supplies. Wheat for the horses had to be bought from here.

Walk through some dense bushes. A small clearing appeared before Angle's eyes.

In the open space, a conjoined building was built. With a chimney on the roof, it should be a kitchen.

Anglie spun around inside, shouting for a while, but there was no sign of Tom at all.

"Damn!!!" he cursed in a low voice. Knowing that this place could not be left any longer. I hurriedly grabbed some beans and fodder for the horses, and hurried back to the yard in front.

Turned over into the driving space.

"Drive!"

With a flick of the reins, the two horses slowly walked out along the open courtyard opening. Pulling the carriage and running quickly onto the main road of the town.

"Tom is missing too," Angliel's scalp tingled, "I just saw him"

"What about the people we met here more than a month ago? And the innkeeper, why are the other houses covered with a thick layer of dust, which is a thickness that would have to accumulate for many years."

Angle's thoughts flowed, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

"Drive!" he shook the reins again, and the two black horses sped up. Pulling the carriage and running quickly.

Ten minutes later

The carriage quickly drove away from the town of Meditation. Cross the fork in the road and run quickly in the direction you came.

Anglie sat in the driver's seat, and the cold wind blowing in his face made him sober up a little. My heart is also much calmer.

The dense woods on both sides quickly turned into sparse tall pine forests. Patches of gray-white stones also gradually appeared on the ground.

Anglie remembered that this was the place where he had first met the shiny squirrel when he first came here.

He couldn't help but look into the woods on his left, hoping to see the little squirrel again, but somehow he suddenly felt a suppressed urge and a desire to see a living thing.

The wheels of the carriage rumbled, and soon a squirrel sitting on the grass with two legs and munching on a nut appeared in his view.

"Huh" Angli hurriedly stopped the carriage. Rolled over and walked briskly towards the squirrel.

"Hey, you're here again?" said the bright squirrel, looking up at Angele. "How's that?

Anglie smiled reluctantly. "It's okay, it's done. He crouched in front of the squirrel. The faint sense of panic in my heart quickly subsided like a tide.

The heavy depression also slowly began to dissipate.

"How about our elders in the woods want to see you?" asked the squirrel.

"Elder?"

"Well, in fact, I just want to buy some of the things you gave last time, we live in the woods next to the main road, and the purpose is also to facilitate the sale. Squirrel said briefly.

"I don't have a lot of snacks with me," Angre hesitated.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. The squirrel said boldly with a wave of his paws.

"Okay" and the little squirrel spoke, and Angelie suddenly felt much lighter.

"Come with me. The little squirrel bit down on the nut and got up and walked into the woods.

"What about my carriage?" Anglie was stunned.

"My companion is showing you. The little squirrel pointed to the carriage.

Anglie looked back and saw a small black squirrel standing on the roof of the carriage, waving in this direction.

"Alan~~Go all the way~~~" The little guy pulled a small handkerchief and waved it in this direction.

Syllable!!

A nut smashed precisely into the little one's head. The black squirrel fell in response.

"Fuck your sister!!Lao Tzu isn't dead yet!" the bright squirrel said viciously, patting its paws, "Alright, let's keep walking." ”

Angele couldn't help but smile, "So your name is Alan." ”

"That's my nickname. Alan shrugged.

One man and one rat quickly disappeared into the woods.

"Alan, I'm going to break up with you!!" the black squirrel's cry came from behind. "And my sister too!!"

Passing through a large wooded area, Anglie followed Alan soon to a large lake.

The white mist filled the blue water, and the whole lake was so huge that at a glance, I couldn't see the other side. It's like a sea.

A brown wooden platform stretches far into the lake. The bottom is supported by high wooden feet to the bottom of the lake to maintain the weight of the entire wooden platform. It's like a bridge to the center of the lake.

As soon as Angele walked to the lake, he was a little speechless when he stood outside the wooden platform.

At the end of the wooden bridge, a white cat is standing upright on its legs, looking at the lake with its negative hands, sighing more than once, and there is a sense of vicissitudes of life. I don't know what I'm feeling, but it seems to have a fishing rod at its feet

(To be continued)