When the two of them were fully armed, even the top of their heads was wrapped in a plastic bag for ugly food, even if they didn't like to sweat, they were covered in sweat.

No way, on such a hot day, the raincoat is really breathable, and no matter how hot you are, you can't stand it.

However, it is also safer than clothes of other fabrics.

After finishing it, one person and one monkey quickly ran towards the small courtyard where there was a sound.

Although they wore simple masks on their mouths, the stench inevitably passed through the masks and into their noses.

That smell is really simple, hey~ This is not the first time I hate my keen sense of smell.

Although the speed of the two of them was very fast, they didn't make too much noise, which may have something to do with the shoes on Tianyan's feet now.

What she is wearing on her feet now is not the sneakers she was wearing before, but a pair of simple cloth shoes that Grandma Orchid made for her on the road later.

The soles were taken out before, ready to make cotton shoes for orchids to wear in winter, and they are now wearing straw sandals, which they don't need for a while, knowing that the thin skin and tender flesh are not used to wearing straw shoes, so they made a pair for her first.

Tilt Yan asked Chou to cut four small pieces of plastic sheeting used to pave the floor, wrap them around the outside of his shoes and his paws, and tie them with rope and trouser legs, so that after taking them off, he can put them away together.

As for the ugly ugly, she was put into her raincoat by Tilt Yan, and she was lying on her back, which made Tilt Yan even hotter.

It can't be helped, it doesn't have such a small raincoat in that space, and even if it does, there is no need to waste another set, just wrap its claws on the outside, because it may use its claws to help carry things later.

As for whether the ugly will suffocate if it hides inside the raincoat? How can it be!

Don't forget that it's a mythical beast, and as it said itself, there's no air in his space, so there's no need to worry about it at all.

The two quietly walked to the vicinity of the courtyard, listened for a while, and made sure that the sound was inside, and then went to open the courtyard door.

Because the courtyard door was closed, she put her hand into the gap in the fence door, removed a small horizontal log inside, and slowly pushed it open with her hand, trying not to make a sound.

Looking at the blood stains on the ground, she was even more sure that there must be someone inside, and after being murdered, that person should have come out and plugged the door.

And I'm sure this man must be a child, if it were an adult, he wouldn't do such a stupid thing, the doors of the other courtyards are open, just close the fence door of him, don't you tell others that there are still living people here?

Which bad guy will be kind enough to help you plug the door after killing someone, and it's not murder, this is a blatant slaughter of the village.

The cry had just stopped. I don't know why they cried, at least they hadn't said it before, otherwise they would have been able to hear it if they had heard it when they came there before.

But there's really a problem here, the child is already sick and groggy, sometimes awake, sometimes confused, right?

Thinking of this, Qian Yan moved the hat on the raincoat further forward to cover it more tightly.

Then she glanced at the closed door, which was made of wooden planks, and there were no gaps, of course, even if there were cracks, and it was dark inside, she could not see it.

The windows of this house are similar to those of Yang Jiaping, very small, although the room is square, but the windows are not big, and the lighting inside can be imagined, so she can't see what is inside.

Qian Yan hesitated a little in the courtyard, not knowing whether to go to the house first to have a look, or wait for the sound to sound again, and follow the sound to find someone.

If she entered the house, she was afraid of seeing the picture that she couldn't stand it, although she had killed people before, how to say it, except for one of the brains that she had beaten out with a stone, the rest were all broken necks, and the corpses were complete.

She was afraid to see a decomposing corpse, especially the one that was highly decomposed, and she couldn't stand it just thinking about it.

As she was hesitating, the voice sounded again, this time not crying, but the sound of squirming, as if someone was doing something.

Looking to the west of the courtyard where the sound was made, there was a low wood-fired hut made of wood against an earthen wall.

There are some dry wheat grass inside, not a lot, they have seen it before, the wheat straw outside has not been confiscated, this should be last year's old wheat grass, the color is already gray, not bright light yellow.

There was a sound of wood moving behind the wheat straw, and for fear of scaring the other party, Qian Yan quickly retreated, retreated to the door, and gently closed the fence door, deliberately making footsteps, pretending to have just arrived.

The sound immediately stopped, and even the sound of the wood creaking felt like someone was trembling on the wood, and it was a violent trembling.