Wangshan ran a dead horse.

At that time, it didn't feel far from the eaves and corners, and I really measured the ground with my feet, and this distance almost made Xia Jing breathless.

If it weren't for the support of her strong willpower exercised in the last days, she would have fainted in the middle of the road, and maybe she would have really become a roadside bone after a while.

When the last rays of afterglow fell in the west, Xia Jing finally arrived at the foot of the mountain, looking at the red wall not far away, she habitually used her mental power to scan the situation ahead first.

A man as thin as a hemp pole hid motionless in a large tree beside the wall.

Although the man was thin and thin, Xia Jing didn't dare to be careless when he noticed his slightly protruding temples and sharp eyes.

And the trees here, both inside and outside the walls, have wilting leaves, but they have a lot more life than the trees on other mountains.

In this case, either the feng shui here is good, the groundwater is quite sufficient, or someone is watering and taking care of it.

Xia Jing glanced at the big tree of the Tibetan people, and then used her spiritual power to probe to the side to make sure that there were no other people hiding around, she avoided the hemp pole man on the tree and turned to the other direction of the wall.

The sky gradually darkened, and darkness became the best stealth barrier, Xia Jing successfully avoided the two martial artists and entered the wall by relying on mental power scanning.

When she entered, she passed a stone monument and realized that although there were people here, it was not a place where people lived.

The wall that she had just ventured over was the feng shui wall of the mausoleums, and the cornices she saw during the day were the places built by the royal clan for the dead.

Of course, the dead live underground, but the buildings above ground also belong to the dead who live underground.

Xia Jing touched her hungry stomach, the little food she ate before choking to death in the morning had already been digested by her along the way.

At this time, she didn't have the extra energy to think about whether she could enter this place, at this moment, she just wanted to find a secret place to rest quickly, and it would be better if she could find a little food by the way.

The guards outside the feng shui wall are quite tight, and when they enter the feng shui wall, there are not many guards who are secretly guarding.

This kind of situation is tight on the outside and loose on the inside, which shows that those warrior guards outside the wall are very confident in their own strength.

Although it is not an imperial tomb, the scale of the royal tomb is not small, and it covers an extremely wide area.

Xia Jing explored all the way, and finally found several offerings in one of the halls. Moreover, the offerings on the table have not spoiled.

The hungry Xia Jing doesn't care if it's an offering or not, for those who survive in the last days, as long as the food can be eaten, there is no waste.

Three plates of pastries, two plates of fruits, the usual amount of two or three people, Xia Jing wiped them out in one meal.

After eating and drinking, Xia Jing stretched her waist and turned around and entered the apse, which was more secret than the front hall, and the empty apse had no furnishings.

Xia Jing laid out the coffin that she had put in during the day in the dark, and for the place of rebirth, she had no psychological burden at all when she lay down again.

Lying in it, Xia Jing still sighed in her heart, this width and length is really the best couch to adjust your sleeping position, so that you can't turn over if you want to.

The night of the royal tomb is very quiet, there is no howl of zombies in the last days, except for the night falcon from time to time to call one or two, it can be said that such an environment is the best place to promote sleep.

A night of nightmares like a dream, and her mind is like a movie, presenting a woman's short life in front of her.

When Xia Jing woke up, the tips of the big trees outside the window were already dyed gold, and under the sunlight, the naked eye couldn't tell whether the leaves on the tips of the trees were green or yellow.

The sky is blue, the air is fresh, and if you ignore the small dry green plants nearby, the scenery is very beautiful, and it is very suitable for human habitation.

Xia Jing jumped out of the coffin with her body propped up, and as soon as her feet hit the ground, a piercing pain came from the soles of her feet.

The hall was empty and there were no other furnishings, so she had to sit back in the coffin.

Yesterday wearing soft-soled shoes all the way, the soles of the two feet had a few blood blisters, and last night because I was too tired, I was really sleepy, and I forgot to take care of my body for a while, and I fell asleep in seconds.

Moreover, in the last days, her hands and feet have been trained out of cocoons, and she forgot for a moment that she was a noble lady with a 'delicate body', and it was not uncommon for her to have blood blisters on her feet when she walked so far on her feet yesterday.

The blood bubble broke, and the blood that flowed out was completely stuck to the socks, that is, the ancient foot clothes, and had dried.

Xia Jing couldn't get her hands on the socks halfway through, I don't know if it was because of the change of environment or the change of body, this body pain nerve is particularly sensitive.

I want to soak it in water and then take off my socks, but in reality, the apse doesn't even have anything usable except dust, and if you forcibly tear off the sticky socks, your feet may hurt even more.

In the end, Xia Jing could only tear off two strips of cloth from her underwear and wrap her socks and feet tightly, so that her feet did not hurt so much.

Pulling his hair together, he tucked the coffin into the space.

Last night, by the faint ever-bright lights in the front hall, I ate a little pastries and fruits, and after a night of digestion, Xia Jing was hungry again.

She touched her puffed lips and walked out of the apse.

I don't know if it was because I slept in the coffin of the original owner last night, or if my brain was repairing my memory, anyway, when I woke up, the memory of the original owner was revived.

When Xia Jing was sorting out the memories in her mind, a series of footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Someone's coming!