"Little Silver, is this the place?"
Shen Nanxing and his two companions followed Xiao Yin, shaking off the people secretly following them. They walked for nearly two hours before finally stopping.
They are currently at a farm.
Jiang Nian'an looked around and saw only desolation and devastation.
The rotting corpses of humans, zombies, and other mutated species are everywhere.
The muddy ground, covered with rotting flesh and various disgusting excrements, mixed with rainwater, emitting a foul odor that attracted countless mutated insects with a taste for it to inhabit and reproduce.
In the distance, you can still see zombies wandering around in the fields, and occasionally a few mutated cattle and sheep will run by.
Jiang Nian'an took out two bottles of insect repellent and sprayed them vigorously around them.
The mutated insects that tried to surround them crawled away and kept their distance.
However, some are stubborn.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Shen Nanxing caused a series of crackling electric shocks to rang out in the air.
Those who are stubborn will perish.
'Hiss'
Xiao Yin had already returned to Jiang Nian'an's shoulder, burying its head in her collar to avoid the unpleasant smell of insect repellent before answering Jiang Nian'an's question.
Yes, master, the other entrance is in that big house up ahead.
"Um."
Jiang Nian'an responded and then repeated Xiao Yin's words to Shen Nanxing.
"Let's go take a look at the back first."
Behind the farm is a village, and there are several places where smoke and heat are rising, with the faint smell of rice porridge wafting through the air.
"Alright, Xiao Yin, you continue to guard this place."
Jiang Nian'an gave Xiao Yin a heads-up, then took Xiao Longzhan's hand and walked with Shen Nanxing toward the village behind.
Baimu Village.
After entering the village, the three headed straight for the smoke rising from the chimneys.
"Captain, there are still more than a dozen ears of corn in this room!"
As soon as I walked in, I heard an excited female voice.
As they walked further, through the wide-open courtyard gate, the three of them saw a short-haired woman in her early thirties.
She was holding a dozen or so somewhat dried-out ears of corn in her arms, and six or seven people, men and women, were sitting around her, chatting idly around a bubbling iron pot.
Who is it?
The three people's lingering quickly attracted the attention of those inside.
The men in the courtyard immediately stood up, weapons in hand.
The women quickly picked up the supply bags placed on the ground and retreated to the back with wary expressions.
Are you native residents of this village?
Shen Nanxing didn't go in; he just stood outside the courtyard and asked.
His question was so absurd that even Jiang Nian'an and Xiao Longzhan, who were standing nearby, were completely baffled.
“No,” the people in the courtyard were naturally confused as well, but the man in the lead shook his head and said, “We came from elsewhere and are just stopping here for a rest.”
Shen Nanxing frowned slightly. Judging from his accent, he certainly didn't sound like an indigenous person.
But as they walked along the way, they saw traces of human activity in many of the courtyards.
The marks are very fresh.
In other words, people have always lived in this village, rather than it only started to be occupied in the last two days.
"An'an, let's go look at other places."
Shen Nanxing nodded to the people in the courtyard, then pulled Jiang Nian'an and the other person to continue walking towards other places where smoke was rising from the chimneys.
Every time he met a group of survivors, Shen Nanxing would ask them the same question.
But the answers they received were the same as those of the first group of people.
The people currently remaining in the village are not original residents of Baimu Village.
The two men traded ten potatoes and a promise that they would never steal their supplies to the first group of survivors who arrived in the village for more information.
For example, they arrived two days ago, when the village was empty.
Strangely enough, several pots and pans were still cooking rice and meat, a feast that would drive anyone crazy.
This clearly looks like there's someone there.
They searched the entire village but couldn't find a single person; instead, they found a lot of food.
Besides staple foods like rice and noodles, there were also plenty of fresh, crisp vegetables.
It was even fresher than what they had traded for from other bases; it looked like it had just been picked from a vegetable garden.
In addition, they had stayed in many other places, all of which were terribly filthy, but this village was unusually clean, as if it had been deliberately tidied up.
......
Jiang Nian'an and Shen Nanxing left with Xiao Longzhan only after the captain could no longer say anything new.
The three of them took another walk around the village, focusing on the house that the team leader had mentioned had meat and rice.
The food in the stove had already been eaten by the survivors in the village.
However, the food residue on the dishes, apart from being somewhat dry due to the cold weather, remained exactly as it had been two days ago.
This confirms that what the captain said was true.
"Sister, brother-in-law, come out and see!" Xiao Longzhan's surprised voice came from outside the door.
Jiang Nian'an and Shen Nanxing exchanged a glance and immediately went outside.
Xiao Longzhan was squatting under the jujube tree in the middle of the yard, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, poking at the base of the tree.
Upon seeing the two emerge, Xiao Longzhan immediately waved to them.
Jiang Nian'an and Shen Nanxing walked over quickly and saw a small black insect stuck on the small wooden stick.
"This bug smells like little black pills."
Xiao Longzhan stabbed the dying black worm to death with his stick, then looked up and said to the two of them.
"It seems my hunch was right; this village is definitely connected to those people."
Shen Nanxing squatted down, took the wooden stick from Xiao Longzhan's hand, and looked down at the dead insects on it.
Jiang Nian'an walked around the yard, stopped at the gate, and turned to look at the two people, one big and one small, squatting under the tree.
"Wouldn't all our efforts to conceal ourselves along the way have been for nothing?"
"Not necessarily. Let's go back to the farm and take another look."
Shen Nanxing threw down the wooden stick in his hand, picked up Xiaolongzhan, walked to the gate of the courtyard, took Jiang Nian'an's hand and walked towards the breeding farm.
Just now, a guess suddenly flashed through his mind.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
